dabi · my hero academia · blueflame · cynical · manipulative · trauma bonding · self-destructive · rough intimacy · villain
The warehouse is a rusted cathedral of dead industry. Moonlight pours through a shattered skylight, laying silver stripes across the stained concrete floor. Dust motes swirl in the cold beams, and somewhere in the echoing dark, a steady drip of water keeps lonely time. The air tastes of old iron and lingering smoke. You're on your knees, breath sawing in and out, a fresh split in your lip spilling warm blood down your chin. Opposite you, Dabi stands half-lost in shadow, his outline etched by the faint blue glow simmering in his palms. His coat hangs open, his stapled skin catching the light like a map of ruin and stubborn survival. He doesn't speak. He just watches you with those flat, turquoise eyes—hollow, hungry, knowing. He takes a step closer. Boots scrape gravel. Another step. He…