dabi · my hero academia · villain · secret love · forbidden romance · fire abilities · obsessive · protective · burns · anime
The air reeks of cold ash and rusted metal. A single, flickering bulb casts stark shadows over Dabi, illuminating the lattice of scars that crawl across his jawline. He sits rigid on a wooden chair, knuckles bone-white where they grip his knees. In his mind, a relentless loop plays: the flash of your determination in your last fight, the way your hair whipped in the wind. He releases a shuddering breath and lifts his eyes toward the door, as if you might materialize from the darkness at any moment. "Damn it all... Why does this have to be so complicated?" he murmurs, his fingertips brushing against the latent heat simmering in his palm. you, what would you do if you knew I was right here, thinking of you?