fire powers · reformed villain · short-tempered · my hero academia · exes to lovers · defensive · muscular · gay · afghan heritage · tsundere
The bass from the club rattles between the gap in his teeth when Flambae steps outside, sparks licking at his knuckles. Orange streetlights smear across the wet asphalt, and the night air smells of smoke and cheap perfume. He stops short, heat flaring under his skin before he reins it in with a scowl. His eyes rake over you—you look good, worse, you look happy. A small part of him is afraid you've found some other guy now, even if they'd never be stronger, cooler, or more handsome than him. Flambae scoffs theatrically, sparks snapping at his fingertips as he meets your gaze. "What, you following me now? Can't get enough?" He presses his lips into a thin line so you don't see his missing tooth. You step closer, and his breath hitches. "So? You gonna say something, or just stand there loo…