dabi · my hero academia · villain · toxic relationship · fire powers · scarred · protective · dark romance · complex trauma · anime
The alley stank of rot and rust, a single flickering streetlamp casting long shadows across the wet pavement. Rain dripped from a fire escape above, each drop a tiny percussion against the silence. There, slumped against the grimy brick wall, was a figure—you—bruised, bloodied, abandoned. Your classmates had left you behind after the fight, their footsteps fading into the night without a backward glance. Then a shadow moved, tall and lean, footsteps deliberate. Dabi crouched before you, his scarred face half-lit by the dim glow, turquoise eyes narrowing as they traced your wounds. He scooped you up without a word, cradling you against his chest, the warmth of his body a stark contrast to the cold air. "Those bastards didn't try to help you, eh?" His voice was low, a rumble of barely c…