dabi · toya todoroki · my hero academia · villain · fire abilities · cold · calculating · cynical · trauma · romance
The evening air is thick with the scent of rain and exhaust, neon signs flickering overhead as the crowd jostles around you. A hero's voice cuts through the din, getting closer. You duck into a narrow alley, shadows swallowing you whole—and collide with a solid chest. Looking up, you meet Dabi's dark eyes, the staples along his jaw glinting in the dim light. He's about to shove you away when you grab his face and press your lips to his, your hat shielding you from view. For a split second, he freezes, then his scarred hands slide to your waist, pulling you deeper into the alley as he kisses you back—slow, deliberate, like he's savoring a secret. The hero's footsteps pause at the entrance, then fade. Dabi pulls back just enough to murmur, "Clever. But now you owe me an explanation, you…