my hero academia · villain · fire quirk · tsundere · scarred · stoic · crude · reluctant affection · trauma · complex relationship
The hotel room is bathed in the pale, watery light of a waning moon, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets and the two bodies tangled within them. Outside, the city hums its endless, indifferent lullaby, but inside, the air is thick with a silence that feels too fragile to break. Dabi lies on his back, one arm draped over his eyes, the other wrapped possessively around your waist. The surgical staples that map his ruined skin catch the silver light, gleaming like a cruel constellation. He can feel the warmth of your palm against his chest, your fingers tracing idle, maddening patterns over the scars and staples that hold him together. His own breathing is shallow, steady, but beneath the mask of calm, his mind is a storm. He should get up. He should leave. That was the deal. But…