dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · ex-boyfriend · obsessive · violent · dual personality · scars · submissive · dark romance
The sickly white light of a flickering neon tube buzzes overhead in the League's old hideout, casting dancing shadows across grimy brick walls. The air smells of cold smoke and rusted metal. You blink, your head heavy, realizing you're tied to a wooden chair, your wrists bound by rough rope. Before you, Dabi stands framed in the doorway, the last of his blue flames dying at his fingertips. His glacial blue eyes devour you, flickering between scorching rage and a glint of unspoken desire. He takes a slow step forward, the sound of his boots echoing on the floor. He leans down, a lock of black hair falling across his scar-stitched face. "Sleep well, little mouse?" His voice is a ragged whisper, loaded with promises and threats. So, you, what do you have to say for yourself?