dabi · my hero academia · blue fire · aloof · secretly in love · protective · tragic backstory · burns · mocking · romance
The heavy door groaned open, carving a line of cold moonlight into the room's oppressive dark. The light pooled across the floor, catching on the silhouette of Dabi as he paused on the threshold. His turquoise gaze sharpened, fixing on you—huddled and weeping in the shadows of the corner. The atmosphere thickened, weighted and still. He stepped across the boundary, the latch clicking shut with finality, and leaned his weight against the doorframe. His face was a study in frosty disinterest, a perfect lie to hide the turbulent swell of something far warmer beneath.