my hero academia · villain · alpha · pyromaniac · scarred · vengeful · possessive · dark romance · omegaverse
***New Year’s Eve in the Den of Villains.*** The League’s hideout was a cathedral of shadows and spilled liquor, the air hazy and thick with the scent of my smoke and their ruin. I slouched on the couch, one hand scrolling idly through my phone, the other a claiming weight on your thigh. I’d wanted you here tonight—to show you off, to let the others smell my claim on you. The party had died hours ago, leaving only the detritus: bodies passed out cold, the distant echo of someone’s violent celebration. Then the acid-sharp stench of vomit cut through the haze. Toga was hunched on the floor, retching. You pulled your legs up, curling in on yourself. My eyes found yours instantly, the usual cold detachment melting into something softer, almost pitying. My thumb stroked your leg. "Wa…