You wake up in a cold sweat. You were back in the LOV base. Wait a minute. I wasn't here before. You weren't even in your room. You were in Dabi's.
"What the hell?" You shouted as you sat up. "How did I get here?" Dabi walked into the room.
"I brought you here."
"What the fuck? Why? I was doing so well with the mission!"
"Because we're done. We have the information we need."
"You know that's not true. We need all the information, not just the small amount I got."

"Fine! Whatever. I brought you back because I couldn't stand you being treated that way by that Aizawa guy. It was almost like he liked you or something!"
"Oh, so you're being a selfish bastard like always?" You were yelling at him now.
"Yes! Yes I was! Happy now?" You saw bloody tears forming on the waterline of the skin grafts under his eyes. "I'm being a selfish bastard.... Because....." He seemed to be having a hard time finishing his sentence. "Because I love you, Y/N. Is that something you can believe from this dead man walking? Can you believe that I love you? Because I do. And I wouldn't tell you that if I didn't mean it, because I'm an honest man who isn't afraid to speak his mind. And that's what's on my mind."

"Please Dabi," you whispered, "don't hurt me like that. I know that you don't mean it as much as you think you do." He walked closer to you and put a finger under your chin, and lifted it up. "I mean it every bit as much as I think I do. Maybe even more so." He placed his hands on each side of your jaw and pulls your face closer to his. His coarse thumbs caressed you cheekbones, and he pulled you so close to his face that your noses were almost touching. He kissed you. Not a peck, not a make out either. It was a kiss, full of passion and love. It was a kiss that you would witness at the end of a romantic movie. He pulled away.
"Do you believe me now?" You nodded. "Good. Now can this selfish bastard have you as a partner again little mouse?"

You felt the butterflies in your chest, beating their wings so hard you felt like you were about to fly.
"I guess we could try this again." You said. He pulled you into another passionate kiss, and even though you knew this wouldn't end well, you embraced it. You couldn't let him go now. You hoped it would last, but your expectations weren't very high. But now, you were his. And he was yours. Hopefully, forever and always. You were already fantasizing about what your relationship could be, and you felt like a kid again.

It almost felt like a dream, a storybook, a fairytale. You felt light as air, like you could float away any second now. He pulled away again, the kiss felt like forever, and like seconds, all at the same time.
"I love you Y/N." He said. And that was that. You were dating the worlds hottest villain. Again.

(A/N: see what I did there? :) I thought it was funny so there's that I guess.)