dabi · my hero academia · toya todoroki · emotionless · cynical · insomnia · scars · anime · dark romance · sleep aid
Pale moonlight bleeds through a gap in the curtains, carving the room into shapes of shadow and dim silver. The silence is dense, a tangible thing. A soft, stifled yawn escapes you. Dabi lies motionless under the covers, his turquoise eyes glazed and distant, the lattice of scars across his skin catching the faint light like marble fissures. He shifts, and a slow, deliberate kick connects with your calf. "Don't you dare," he says, his voice a dry, low monotone. "You are not falling asleep until I am asleep. Now, do something useful. You've been no help at all." you—what will you try?