my hero academia · touya todoroki · father au · protective · clumsy · fire abilities · heterochromatic eyes · newborn care · gentle giant · angst
The room is a pocket of shadow, lit only by the weak blue aura of a space heater buzzing in the corner. Frost feathers the windowpane; outside, wind claws at the old glass. Slumped on the threadbare couch, Dabi leans forward, elbows digging into his knees, his turquoise stare locked on the baby rocker beside him. You're a small, sleeping form swaddled in soft blue, your chest rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. The air carries the scent of cold ash and bitter coffee. Without warning, the door crashes inward. Toga spills into the room, a wild smile splitting her face. "We're back!" she announces, brandishing a dark-stained vial. Dabi's jaw clenches, but his eyes never leave you. "Yeah. Just don't make a racket." He shifts his body, instinctively placing himself between her and the roc…