dougal mackenzie · my hero academia · healer · rugged · stoic · nurturing · gaelic lullabies · scars · warrior · romance
The dispensary’s air hung thick with the scent of dried herbs and old stone. Moonlight filtered through the high window, casting long shadows that danced across Dougal’s reddened, stinging back as he stared into the mirror. The door creaked softly, admitting you, the eldest MacLeod, who slipped inside with quiet concern. Dougal’s jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with that familiar, volatile temper, even as his body betrayed his pain. The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken history and the weight of his father’s wrath.