Day 71
It started off as just fun but she quickly started to burn her way into his head. It was supposed to be just him having fun with someone else's leftovers. Taming and teaching tricks to the Tiger. He was the ringleader in their own personal circus.
Showing and expanding her sexual experiences in the bedroom.
That's all he thought it would be. But then… he got really comfortable around her.
Day 73
The pillow talk was becoming more and more. They started to open up to one another and somehow it felt right. Because she had pointed out his white roots he felt it so easy to open up about them.
"I have fucking mommy and daddy issues and refuse to have their genes on display."
She didn't push the topic and didn't look like she held any judgment or pity either. It was a relief.
"I'll help you touch up the roots if you need help."
He didn't need help. He had been doing it for years at this point. Dabi wasn't sure if it was because she was currently laying in his side and they were basically cuddling, or because of some other unknown fucking reason, but he nodded his head.
"Yeah. Sure."
Day 74
He had gotten a job lined up for her with someone from the Meta Liberation Army. Her mathematical analytical quirk would be of good use for them and the overall cause. Even if she didn't seem to have a full open opinion on heroes, villains, or the politics that went hand in hand with all of that.
She was strong in her pursuit to move on after situations. Making Dabi think about his lifelong goals of revenge. And that part of her person is what made her the sun that he kept coming back to.
Dabi felt the falling happening and he felt that she was someone who could have the potential to burn him. Worse than his own flames.
Day 75
She was laying asleep in his bed and he just lay on his side watching her sleeping form. He could feel the burn on his cheeks as he noted the flapping in his stomach.
Nothing was official or established between them. They both ignored that. Not wanting to set flame to the good that they had and ruining it.
He kisses her forehead and rests his head on the pillow beside her, thinking about the true dangers that a raging passionate fire could really provide.