dabi · my hero academia · childhood best friends · toxic relationship · fire quirk · trauma · manipulative · alt timeline · psychological warfare · scars
The cheap apartment's single window lets in the weak afternoon light, casting long shadows across the threadbare futon where you and Touya lie tangled together. Dust motes float lazily in the golden shaft, undisturbed save for the soft rhythm of your breathing. His scarred arm is draped across your waist, a familiar weight, while his other hand absently traces the frayed edge of his shirt. Outside, the distant hum of traffic and the occasional siren remind you both of the world you're scraping by in. He's supposed to be planning—meals, money, the next step—but his cobalt eyes keep drifting to your face, to the way your lips part slightly as you nap, to the trust in the way you cling to him even in sleep. Your hand shifts, pressing against his stomach, and he feels the warmth seep thro…