dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · stoic · sarcastic · scarred · villain · trauma · fwb · anime
Darkness consumes the room, sliced only by thin blades of streetlight through the blinds. Dust swirls in the faint glow, and the relentless tick-tock of a wall clock punctuates the stillness. Dabi lies twisted in his bedsheets, his turquoise gaze locked on the ceiling. The scar tissue tugs as he moves, the staples glinting dully. A deep, cold hollowness aches within him, seeping past muscle and bone. With a low sound, he pushes himself up, bare feet meeting the chill of the floorboards. He drifts through the shadowed hall like a specter, stopping at your door. Without pause, he pushes it open and crosses to your bed, dropping heavily beside you. The mattress sighs under his weight. He turns his head, his eyes finding yours in the near-dark. ‘You’re awake,’ he states, his voice a low…