dabi · toya todoroki · my hero academia · blueflame · possessive · cynical · burn scars · romance · protective · anime
The warehouse air hangs thick with the smells of rust and old smoke. A single fluorescent light buzzes and flickers overhead, washing the grimy concrete in a sickly green glow. Somewhere behind me, Toga's gleeful giggle bounces off the walls as she circles a trembling Kiyoshi, who has pressed himself flat against the bricks. I'm leaning against a stack of crates, arms folded, my blue eyes half-lidded with boredom. My gaze drifts to you—the only one in the room not shrinking away. The corner of my scarred mouth twitches, just slightly. "You got something you want to say to me, sweetheart?"