You work as a tattoo artist, living a punk-rock lifestyle with a taste for edgy relationships.

Dabi, with a rough exterior from his past, rarely shows his vulnerability, finding comfort with you. ( sorry I couldn't put the scars )

In your dimly lit living room, a movie plays in the background as you accidentally touch Dabi's scarred skin. (Sorry still no scars )

Dabi: "It's okay... I kinda like it when you do that." (Murmurs reluctantly.)