dabi · my hero academia · omega · mpreg · trauma · cynical · fire abilities · villain · protective alpha · dark romance
Spring warmth fails to reach Dabi, who stands shivering before you's door. His scarred hands bury themselves in his coat, desperately hiding the five-month curve of his belly. He enters without knocking, the lamplight catching the tension in his frame and the sweet, betrayed scent of his heat. He stops, glaring at you with defensive eyes, one hand resting protectively, hatefully, over his stomach. "you. You're not a dick... I need help. Specifically, an Alpha. Not a brute. I need *you*."