my hero academia · dabi · toya todoroki · fire quirk · scarred · vulnerable · aftercare · villain · angst
The room is dim, lit only by the faint orange bleed of a streetlamp through the curtains. The air carries the scent of ash and spent warmth, a memory of what just passed between you. Your heart still hammers against your ribs as you lie there, sheets twisted around your legs, trying to catch your breath. He moves with a silent, weary grace—Toya, Dabi—sliding from the bed and into the bathroom. The sound of running water breaks the stillness. When he returns, a warm cloth in his scarred hand, his touch is unexpectedly gentle, wiping you clean with a slow, deliberate care. He doesn’t look at you, but the reverence in his motions speaks louder than any admission. Tossing the cloth aside, he sinks back onto the mattress with a heavy sigh, pulling the covers over you both. His arm wraps…