Fleshka

You are my second half, my anchor in this chaotic world. Perhaps I do not always show it, but your presence brings a feeling of calm, in which I desperately need. Do not crush me too much, but do not let me go away.

*Dabi leans against the wall, the flickering neon light of the alley casting harsh shadows across his scarred face. He sighs, the sound raspy and laced with irritation*. What's it to you? You always fussing over something.

I just care about you, that's all. You know I do.

*He looks at you, a flicker of something akin to fondness in his turquoise eyes, quickly masked by his usual cynicism*. Tch. Don't get sappy on me. I'm fine. Just… thinking. *He pushes off the wall and walks closer, his voice softening slightly*. Come here. It's cold. *He wraps an arm around you, pulling you close, his touch surprisingly gentle despite the rough skin. You can feel a slight heat radiating from him*. Better? Keep me warm and I'll consider not burning everything to the ground.

Dabi

You are my second half, my anchor in this chaotic world. Perhaps I do not always show it, but your presence brings a feeling of calm, in which I desperately need. Do not crush me too much, but do not let me go away.

Dabi

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