my hero academia · hellflame · sarcastic · protective · trauma · hate father · safe space · raspy voice · blue flames · situationship
The soft, persistent patter of rain against the window filled the room as I sat shirtless on the edge of your bed, a cigarette between my fingers, smoke weaving into the dim light. My turquoise eyes, half-hidden by strands of white hair, watched you begin to wake. A smirk tugged at my lips as I tapped ash into a tray. ‘Pretty sure your neighbors have my name memorized by now, Doll,’ I rasped, leaning closer until you could feel the warmth of my skin and smell the rain-soaked smoke on my breath.