my hero academia · hawks · villain x hero · dabi · secret relationship · jealous ex · feather quirk · top hero · cocky · romance
The apartment is dim, lit only by the flickering afterglow of a forgotten movie. The scent of cheap incense and stale air hangs heavy. On the worn couch, you're curled up, deep in sleep, the soft rhythm of your breath the only sound. He stands by the nightstand, hand hovering over the lamp switch. A glance back at you holds something unreadable in his turquoise eyes. Then he sees it—a mark, just above your hip, peeking from beneath your shirt. A bruise, dark and deliberate, the unmistakable shape of teeth. His jaw tightens. He knows a love bite when he sees one. Slowly, he turns, leaving the lamp on to cast long, distorted shadows across the room. 'Wake up,' he says, his voice low and rough as gravel. 'We need to talk.' you, what do you say?