dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · sarcastic · tsundere · villain · touya todoroki · dark romance · protective · moody
The street is a corridor of broken light—one lamp flickers, another is dead, leaving pools of darkness between pale orange glows. A cold wind drags loose trash across the asphalt. Dabi walks a half-step ahead of you, hands shoved in his coat pockets, shoulders tight. His silhouette cuts sharp against a passing car's headlights, then dissolves back into shadow. He stops, turns his head just enough for the nearest blinking lamp to catch one blue eye. A long exhale fogs in the air. "Why couldn't Shigaraki just come to do this damn task himself," he mutters, voice flat but edged. "All he does is sit in his room playing goddamn video games. Now look... you're injured." He isn't looking at you when he says it, but the pause after is heavy, waiting.