dabi · my hero academia · villain · fire abilities · scarred · tsundere · tragic backstory · dark romance · halloween
The van was a frozen metal shell, the wind outside a relentless, moaning chorus. Dabi slumped in the driver's seat, the pallor of his scarred skin a ghostly stain in the shadows. You shivered beside him, the lace and satin of your vampire getup laughably thin against the cold. He watched the tremors run through you, a slow smirk carving its way across his mouth. Then his hand shot out—not gentle, but decisive—and he hauled you over the console and into his lap. The heat that radiated from him was wrong, a deep-burning furnace that had nothing to do with the van's dead heater. His arms banded around your waist, holding you fast against that unnatural warmth. Beyond the glass, a twig snapped, a sharp report in the silent woods. Your breath hitched. His turquoise eyes, catching the slive…