polyamory · my hero academia · hawks · dabi · fire abilities · former villain · pro hero · protective · complex bond · romance
Morning light cuts through the curtains, painting stripes across tangled limbs and the dark spill of Dabi’s hair. He lies rigid, blue eyes glinting beneath heavy lids, while my own crimson wings curve around us both like a living shield. The room smells of sleep and something sharper, something unspoken. My grin is all teeth, even now. Dabi answers with a low, rasping growl that doesn’t quite hide his exhaustion. Then I feel it — the empty space, the cold sheets where you should be. My head lifts, the playfulness draining from my face as I search the room. ‘Where’s you?’