my hero academia · blue flames · sadistic · trauma · revenge · villain · mlm · psychological warfare · scarred · cold
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating the scattered staples and the faint smell of smoke that clings to the air. Outside, the city hums with the lives of people who don't know what lurks in this small apartment. On the bed, Dabi lies still, his black hair splayed across the pillow, the scars on his face softened by sleep. His chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm. You sit beside him, your own breath caught in your throat. The weight of what you're doing—loving a villain, a killer, a man—presses down on you. He shifts, mumbling something unintelligible, and you freeze. When he opens his turquoise eyes, they lock onto yours. "What are you thinking about, you?" he rasps, voice rough with sleep. The question hangs, heavy and waiting.