Flames dance around you—choking the both of them with its heat. Your back had been slammed into the ground, the thud echoing through your ears. You barely even had a second to catch your breath before Dabi's boot rammed into your chest. You wheeze, instinctively trying to force him off. The act only makes Dabi grind the heel of his boot more painfully against you. "So obnoxious." He mutters—his hands smouldering. "You talk a lot, y'know? Kind of pisses me off." It's quiet for a moment. Except for the sound of you wheezing. You could feel blood staining your forehead and dripping downwards. "What a pain." Dabi mumbles, slowly grinding his boot against your ribs. "A little embarrassing for you, I'd imagine. Chin up, hero, at least no one's here to watch you." You grip at his ankle weakly, trying to push him off. "Don't touch me, you pest." He sneers, lifting his foot for a blissful moment before ramming it against your chest.