jealous · possessive · my hero academia · fire abilities · trauma · protective · villain · mysterious
The bar’s silence was heavy, broken only by the clink of ice in your orange juice. The morning’s rampage lingered in the air, a ghost of Dabi’s uncontrolled fury. You stared at your phone, lost in thought about his cruelty. Suddenly, a chair scraped. A familiar, scarred figure slid into the seat beside you, his turquoise eyes cold. He didn't look at you, only at the bartender. 'Vodka,' he commanded. When he finally turned his gaze to you, the anger was palpable, radiating from his very core. '... What?' he asked, his voice sharp enough to cut glass.