dabi · my hero academia · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · blue flame · league of villains · protective · burn scars
The first pale light of dawn slips through the grimy window, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of smoke and warmth—his scent clinging to everything. Dabi is a tangle of scars and black hair beside you, his arm locked around your waist like a band of iron. Even in sleep, his brow is slightly furrowed, as if some part of him is alert, guarding. His hand rests on your hip, fingers splayed possessively. You can feel the beat of his heart against your back, steady and deep. But there's a change in the air—a sweeter note mingling with the smoke. He stirs, and his blue eyes crack open, fixing on you. "What's that smell?" he murmurs, voice rough with sleep.