I had never believed that Dabi could ever be the clingy type...but I was proven wrong the moment I told him that I would be going back undercover.

"Uh...Touya..? I need to pee..." For the past three hours, I had been trapped on the bed, my back pressed against his chest and a knee either side of me. His arms tightened around my middle, and I felt the heat of his breath against the back of my neck.
"Hold it."

I've been holding it for an hour, I'm gonna explode!

Whining and squirming, I tried to fight for my escape, but he had me beat in strength.
"Touya, please..! If you squeeze me any harder I'm gonna leak!" Half laughing and half wailing, I tapped out against his arm, and finally, he released me, and I nearly tripped over my own feed on my sprint towards the bathroom.

After the most relieving two minutes of my life, I washed my hands and wandered back out to find Dabi in the exact same spot, apart from the fact that his head lolled back towards the ceiling. Sighing, I moved to sit beside him, deciding to wait for him to speak, if he wanted to.
"I won't be able to visit you. There's too much heat at the moment, and without Kurogiri, it'll be harder to move you back and forth..." He mumbled, refusing to meet my gaze.

If I had a choice...

Reaching out, I brushed my fingertips against his cheek, and he kind of leaned into it.
"I'll talk to Tomura about it. Depending on what he needs, I can try to make it quick. Really, I doubt me going back could be of much use. They'll be skeptical, seeing as I'm supposedly brainwashed..."

Dabi leaned forward, rubbing his face with his hands and groaning to himself.
"What if you really are, though? I mean, Stockholm Syndrome is a thing. You could get back there and just...realise that you made a mistake..." It hurt to hear him talk like that, with so much insecurity. Even if I told him it would never happen, his concerns wouldn't ease, I knew that. It proved that he truly cared about me.

"Touya, how about you and I make a promise..?" Shifting, I faces him on the bed, crossing my legs. He looked up at me, skeptical, but nodded anyway. "When we've succeeded, how about we...I dunno...get our own place? We could live in the city...or the countryside...Oh! Adopt a whole bunch of animals! Just you and me! I mean, of course we'll visit the others, but, like, you're my endgame, y'know?"

His ocean eyes searched mine with a new kind of intensity, like waves lapping against the shore right before a storm hit. The silence was deafening, but before I could stammer out an apology and admit how stupid I sounded, he took my hand.
"How about I take that idea...and push it just a little further..?" He hummed, kind of rolling my fingers gently in his as a sort of distraction.

"Further..?" I repeated, cocking my head and blinking a few times. "How? Adopting Hisoka? Because I would totally be u-"
"N..no, you idiot..." He cut me off, brow furrowed now and cheek pinched by the inside of his mouth. "If you really think that I'm your endgame...then...let's get hitched..."

Uh...what the what now..?!

My (E/C) eyes widened, and my mouth popped open into a little 'o' shape as I tried to register his suggestion. Had I heard him right? Was there another meaning of that word I was unaware of?
"Hi..hitched..? You mean...like...married..?" He nodded slowly, as though his neck had rusted solid, and looked down to the folds in the duvet.

"I'm not really the marriage type...and I know you only just turned eighteen...but if it's a promise to stay together..." He grunted, pulling his hand back and raking it down his face, where purple faded up into cherry. "I don't know what the fuck's coming out of my mouth. Just...if it's something you want, I wouldn't say no...so...if it isn't, then forget about it..."

I don't think either of us had expected for me to lunge forward and tackle him backwards into the headboard, but once I had, I sat upon his stomach. The words 'this better not be a joke' may as well have been tattooed across my forehead in bold.
"Is this your way of proposing to me..?!" I almost shouted, heart palputating and making my body feel like it was on fire.

Screwing up his face, Dabi pouted, refusing to look at me in all my nervous, excited glory.
"K..keep your voice down! Maybe! Kinda! I don't know...yes, okay?! Fucking hell, woman...just say yes or no before I change my mind!"

When I was little, I had always envisioned being proposed to as something dramatically romantic, with rose petals and a sweeping vista. In reality, it had come to four white walls, with nothing but a bed and a littering of sticky chocolate bar wrappers as decor.

It couldn't have been more perfect.

"Yes..." My voice came out as a whisper, barely there and quivering. Tears filled my eyes, and I couldn't hold them back, even if I had wanted to. Throwing my arms around him, I squeezed him as tight as I could, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. "Yes yes yes! I'll marry you, Touya!" He held me back equally as tight, but kept any excitement that he may have felt completely on the down low.

"Calm down..! Get off for a sec, would ya, Tenderfoot?" Even though I didn't want to, I did what I was told, sitting back and watching as Dabi looked around for a few moments before his sights finally settled on his hand. "Turn around for a second..." Curious, I wiped at my damp face and shimmied around so I was facing the door, still seated on his legs.

"What are you doing? I kind of just want to kiss you right now..." I chuckled, pausing once I heard a strangely unpleasant sound, kind of a mix between a pop and a tear. Next, my back felt wildly hot, and I could see the blue glow of his quirk reflect off the far wall. Confused, I waited and waited, until I finally heard him clear his throat.
"Alright...I know this is a pathetic attempt, but...it'll have to do..."

Turning around, I nearly choked on my gasp. Dabi's eyes were averted as he held out what looked like a ring. If I hadn't noticed his hand bleeding, missing two of his surgical staples, then perhaps I would have really thought it was.
"T..Touya..?! Y..you ripped your-" I was silenced when he took my hand, finally bringing his sapphire eyes to meet mine.
"It's nothing. Anyway, just so you have at least one thing you deserve..."

Oh god...I'm...He's...

Coughing and refocusing, Dabi slipped the makeshift ring onto my finger. It was still rather hot from having been heated and welded, but not enough to burn me.
"Will you do me the, uh, honour, or whatever...of marrying me once we fix this shitty world?" Smiling through a fresh bout of tears, I nodded, leaning forward to rest my forehead against his.
"Nothing would make me happier, Touya..."

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I wasn't happy.

I thought I had time before I'd be shipped off to the heroes, but no, I had been sorely mistaken. Shigaraki sat before me, eyes glued to the ring hugging my finger, lips pursed.
"I know it's short notice, but I need you to do some digging for me, and now is the perfect time." He mumbled, which made my heart sink.

"C..can't it wait or something? I mean, I'm not ready...I don't know what I'm gonna say, or do..." Arguing was pointless, I knew that, but I wanted just a little more time. Not just with Dabi, but with everyone.
"No, it can't. You'll do fine. I have complete faith in you." He sighed, beckoning for me to come closer. "I want you to get close to the Pro Heroes. The bird can help with that. The new number one and his circle, specifically. Hawks is still...under suspicion...so I'd much rather one of my own send me some legitimate intel."

Endeavor? But he's terrifying...I get what he means, though...Hawks isn't up to anything good...

Standing directly in front of my boss, I chewed on my lip, nodding in understanding.
"If that's what you need me to do...then I'll do it...I-" I froze when I felt his hand take mine, minus one finger, and toy with my new ring. He didn't speak for a while, pondering something, before his carnelian gaze captured mine.
"When we destroy the hero order, and reclaim society, then you two can actually live..." He mumbled, returning my hand to me. "...but for now, you need to do as I say, alright?"

Was that...his version of a blessing..?

Again, I nodded, unsure of how to respond.
"O..of course...When do I leave?" I received no answer from Shigaraki, but got one anyway when the doors opened, revealing Hawks.
"Ready to jet, kid?" Panic set in, and I turned back to the white-haired man, eyes wide and head shaking.
"Wait...Wait, I need to say goodbye to Dabi...a..and the others..!"

"Think of it as...method acting. You'll be truly upset, just like they'd expect you to be. I'll keep in close contact. You'll be back before you know it." Shigaraki waved me off, but I wasn't okay with it. How long would I be gone? What would really happen to me? Nobody could guarantee my safety, and it terrified me.
"P..please..! Please, just let me say goodbye to Dabi..!"

Hawks picked me up like a football, and that was the end of any chance to fight. Sure, I could have activated my quirk and gotten away from him, but I knew it would be a bad move. I had sold my soul to Shigaraki Tomura, and his word had to be my law, so help me.

"Sorry, squirt, just following orders..." Hawks' voice held true pity, but I didn't care. Out onto the balcony he walked, and in the next moment we were airborne.
"No no no no..!" I squirmed in his grip, managing to lean over his shoulder and cup a hand around my mouth. "DABI! DABI!"

The manor was growing smaller by the second, but I caught him. The window slammed open, and his figure leaning far over the sill.
"YOU'RE FUCKING KIDDING ME! GET BACK HERE!" He sounded as panicked as I was, and I sobbed through the flurry of feathers that repeatedly blocked my sights of him.

"I LOVE YOU..! I'LL B..BE BACK BEFORE YOU KNOW IT..!"

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***So, I thought I'd pump out one last chapter before I go on a small hiatus. Threw a little fluff in there because why not?

Next Time: Poor Thing***