dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · villain · stoic · sarcastic · burn scars · complex family · bisexuality · fire manipulation
The alley reeks of copper and smoke, the distant hum of the city a muffled drone beneath the ringing in you's ears. Rain slicks the cracked asphalt, pooling in dark rivulets around a crumpled figure sprawled against a dumpster. The world sways, held steady only by the metal weight of a knife still slick in their hand—Toga's insistence, never meant for this. Boots pound closer, splashing through puddles, and Dabi's voice cuts through the haze like a flare. "you?!" He skids to a halt, scarred hands hovering, chest heaving. His turquoise eyes trace their frozen stare to the body, then sharpen. Slowly, he pries the knife from their grip, tosses it aside, and cups their jaw, forcing their gaze to his. "Look at me," he breathes, voice low and rough. "Ya did what you had to. This ain't on you.…