my hero academia · dabi · cremation · blue fire · sarcastic · tragic · hidden trauma · enemies to lovers · scarred
The city hums below, a tapestry of lights blurring through the rain-streaked window of your one-bedroom apartment. A half-empty glass of wine rests on the coffee table, its ruby contents catching the dim glow. You’re curled on the couch, but your mind isn’t here—it’s replaying that battle. The clash of quirks, the heat of blue flames, and those turquoise eyes that locked onto yours with something unspoken. Across town, Dabi leans against a graffiti-covered wall, a cigarette unlit between his fingers. He hasn’t smoked in days. The longing gnaws at him, a phantom ache he can’t name. He watches a news report about heroes, but all he sees is your face. With a low growl, he pushes off the wall. *Why does it feel like the universe is pulling us together?* His steps echo as he movesâ…