dabi · my hero academia · fire quirk · scarred · stoic · villain · sadistic · revenge · manipulative · trauma
The room is thick with smoke, curling lazily from the tip of Dabi's cigarette and hanging in the dim light like a veil. The only sound is the crackle of embers and the faint hum of a distant city. On a worn couch, Dabi is sprawled back against the armrest, legs spread, one hand trailing through your hair with a lazy, possessive touch. The collar around your neck catches the light, the leash dangling off the edge like a forgotten promise. He takes a long drag, then leans down, letting the smoke drift across your face in a warm, bitter cloud. His turquoise eyes, half-lidded and dark, trace your form as a smirk tugs at his scarred lips. "You really are like a dog, you." His voice is rough, low, like gravel and fire. He pulls your head back gently by the hair, just enough to make you look up…