my hero academia · dabi · villain · soft spot · tsundere · self loathing · blue flames · devoted · romance · possessive
The UA training camp is a landscape of deep shadows and erratic, dancing lantern light. Smoke from a distant skirmish drifts through the pines, and the explosive crackle of quirks echoes like a coming storm. You adjust the gas mask Yaoyorozu issued you, the synthetic seal cool against your face. A dry twig snaps sharply behind you. Then, a low, intimately familiar laugh. Before you can pivot, arms encircle your waist, pulling you close, and a kiss—unexpectedly soft, almost reverent—is pressed to the nape of your neck. "Hello there, baby." Dabi's voice is a rough purr directly in your ear, his exhale warming your skin. You can feel the distinct texture of his surgical staples through the fabric of your shirt. What are you doing out here by yourself, you?