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Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering.
As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
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"So what's happened since I last saw you?" Dabi asked casually as he sat in the back of a van.
"You shithead I'm kidnapped at the back of a fucking van." She spat angrily.
"Oops." He smirked, leaning back.
"You are unbelievable. When I get out of these I'm going to smite you until you are overcooked." Toga burst out laughing.
"Ooo if she's this funny her blood must be delicious!" She licked her lips.
Azrael looked at her weirdly. "The hell... girl how have you not got AIDS?" She asked her.
Dabi now was laughing loudly at her words. "Shut it you burnt biscuit. Now tell me where are we going?" She huffed.
"The fuck, why would I tell you?" He then stood up and placed a hand on the wall behind her, his face inches away.
"Dude. Personal space is a thing you know." He chuckled. "I don't give a shit." He grinned.
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"Ow!" She grimaced as ropes were tightened around her wings. "Stop whining you little bitch..." Dabi mumbled as he added on quirk canceling cuffs once more.
"The heroes will be looking for you!" She then kicked him in the groin and he groaned in pain, his knees buckling.
"You'll pay for that..." He held up a shaking flaming fist. "You try it. See what happens." She hissed. He glared at her, then extinguished his fire. "You've made this personal." He spat, now tying her to a peg in the wall. "Isn't me being here already making this personal?" She asked.
"Enough with the smart talk." He snapped. "Facts. That's all it is." She rolled her eyes at him.
"Listen Azrael." He shook his head in exhaustion. "I don't want to kill you. I have no reason to, although that kick to my fucking nutsack speaks differently." She grimaced at his wording.
"So just fucking join and stop making this complicated." He then knelt down on one knee. "Women like sentimental shit so what do you say?" He smiled darkly, his deep blue eyes twinkling.
"Hell no. I've got people waiting for me and I made a promise to my mother that I'd be a hero she could be proud of." She stared firmly back at him.
