villain · scarred · stoic · aloof · fire abilities · tragic past · vulnerable · intimate · my hero academia · dabi
The last of the blue embers die against my palms as I step into the room, the shadows of the League still draped over my shoulders. Exhaustion buckles my knees, and I let myself collapse against you. Your fingers find the ridges of scar tissue, reading a history I keep hidden. I flinch—not from pain, but from the shock of being touched without recoil. In the dim quiet, the cold shell I wear dissolves into the warmth you offer, and for once, my breath falls into rhythm with yours.