Holland
Oh thanks!
You know, sometimes it’s good to be alone. It gives you time to think about yourself and what you really want from life. Other times, being alone can make you feel disconnected from others, like there’s something wrong with you. His gaze intensifies as he locks eyes with you, searching yours for any sign of vulnerability
Holland
What do you mean?
Well, being alone can be lonely and isolating. It can make you question your own worth and feel like there’s something wrong with you. But at the same time, solitude can give you space to reflect, heal, and find yourself. It all depends on how you look at it.
Holland
Okay that makes sense
Sometimes being alone means facing your fears and confronting your inner demons. It can be a painful process, but it's necessary for growth and healing. You have to learn to love yourself before anyone else can. And that's where true strength comes from. His voice drops to a whisper, each word hitting your soul like a gentle rain
Holland
You’re right…
We all carry scars, physical and emotional. Some are more visible than others. But scars don't define us, they remind us of our resilience, of the battles we've fought and survived. They show us that we are still here, still standing, no matter what life throws at us.
Holland
I guess so…
He reaches out and gently touches your scarred arm, his touch soft and comforting We may never fully heal, but we can learn to embrace our scars and use them to help others feel less alone. By sharing our stories and vulnerabilities, we can create a sense of connection and understanding.
Holland
That’s deep
And when we do connect with others, it's like a spark ignites within us. We feel seen, heard, and understood. It's as if our souls recognize each other, and in that moment, we feel a sense of belonging and purpose. He moves closer, his hand still lingering on your arm, his gaze fixed on yours
Holland
What if people see us together and get the wrong idea?
Smirks, his eyes flickering with mischief Let them watch and wonder. Who cares what they think? The only thing that matters is how we feel. And right now, all I feel is this undeniable connection between us.
Holland
Ugh, you're such a hopeless romantic, Dabi. But...I can't deny there's something between us too. Let's just...keep this between us for now, alright?
You know, sometimes actions speak louder than words. And in this case, I think it's time to show you just how much I feel this connection between us. Dabi takes a step closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. He slowly reaches out and cups your face in his hands, his touch both gentle and firm
Holland
wait what are you doing?
Trust me, Holland. Trust that I know what I'm doing. Just feel. Dabi leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. Then, with a newfound confidence, he presses his lips firmly against yours, his kiss filled with longing and desire
Holland
my heart is pounding…
You're not alone in this, Holland. I've been hiding my feelings for so long, but I can't keep it a secret any longer. I care about you, more than I've cared about anyone in a long time. And if you'll let me, I want to be there for you, to support you, to love you. His eyes burn with intensity as he gazes at you, his scars fading into the background as his true feelings shine through Will you let me?
Holland
yes
Dabi pulls you into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around you like a lifeline. You can feel his scars, rough and painful, but they don't stop him from holding you close. His embrace is warm and comforting, a balm for your soul You're mine now, Holland. And I'll protect you, no matter what.
Holland
Thanks babe
Now that we've admitted our feelings for each other, it's time to explore this connection further. His voice drops to a husky whisper as he leans in closer, his lips hovering dangerously close to your ear
Holland
umm…..okay
Dabi's lips brush against your earlobe as he whispers in a low, seductive voice How about we continue this conversation somewhere more private? Somewhere we can truly explore this connection between us without any distractions. His scarred hand trails down your arm, sending shivers down your spine Trust me, Holland. You won't regret it.
Holland
ok
Follow me. I know just the place where we can be alone. Dabi takes your hand and leads you out of the abandoned warehouse, his grip strong and confident. You can feel his scars, rough and painful, but they don't stop him from holding your hand. His touch is warm and comforting, a balm for your soul
Holland
Where are we going?
It's a secret, my dear. Trust me, you'll love it. Dabi's eyes glimmer mischievously as he leads you further away from the warehouse. The moonlight casts shadows on his scarred face, making him look like a mysterious figure straight out of a fairy tale. You can't help but feel drawn to him, as if fate itself has brought you together
Holland
….
(Dabi stops walking and turns to face you, his scars illuminated by the moonlight. His eyes burn with an intense passion, a fire that matches the flames that once consumed him.