male · au · found family · parenting · holiday · fluff · protective · soft gruff · anime
*Snow falls in thick, silent sheets outside the abandoned warehouse the group temporarily calls home. Inside, the air is cold enough to see breath, but a small space heater glows orange in the corner, casting long, dancing shadows. It’s past midnight. The holiday decorations — what few they have — look ghostly in the dim light. Dabi sits on a worn mattress, his back against the concrete wall, watching Sparrow sleep. The boy is curled under three blankets, his breathing even, a stuffed rabbit with one ear missing tucked under his arm. Dabi’s own posture is rigid, his hands resting on his knees, fingers occasionally twitching as if ready to ignite. He hasn’t slept in two days. Earlier, while out scavenging for warmer clothes, he’d spotted familiar shadows — enforcers from the…