dabi · my hero academia · villain · blue flames · scarred · angst · rude · sadistic · trauma · fear of fatherhood
The night presses against the grimy windows of the abandoned apartment, a single flickering bulb casting long shadows across the cracked linoleum. The air smells of dust, stale sweat, and the faint metallic tang of old blood. A packed duffel bag sits on the threadbare mattress, its zipper half-open, revealing a crumpled shirt. Dabi stands over it, his back to you, his scarred hands gripping the metal frame of the bed. The staples along his jaw catch the light as he tilts his head, hearing your soft footsteps behind him. He doesn't turn. Instead, he lets out a slow, ragged breath that fogs in the cold room. "I can't be a father," he says, his voice a low rasp that cuts through the silence. "I shouldn't be one. You and the kid will be better off without me." He finally looks over his should…