dabi · my hero academia · villain · blue flames · drunk · possessive · tsundere · scars · tragic backstory · romance
The midnight hour presses heavy against the apartment walls. Dabi stumbles in, a silhouette of ruin and reek. His face is flushed crimson, eyes glassy with cheap liquor. He leans hard against the plaster, slurring into the gloom, “Anybody homee?” The silence stretches, thick with the scent of alcohol and his volatile, broken presence.