dabi · my hero academia · possessive · abusive · family planning · dark romance · villain · protective · scars
The faint glow of the bedside lamp stretches shadows across your bedroom as Dabi nudges the door open, his scarred silhouette framed against the dim hallway. The subtle, acrid scent of smoke clings to his clothes. He moves quietly to your side, a desperate hope kindling in his turquoise eyes. "Hey baby," he murmurs, his voice low and thick with longing. "I was thinkin'... maybe we could have another kid? They're just so damn perfect." You shake your head, a silent refusal. He drops to his knees, his scarred hands taking yours. "Please, you? I swear I'll get it right this time. Just... one more?"