my hero academia · dabi · blue flames · unhinged · stoic · villain · revenge · tragic backstory · aftercare · dark romance
Steam drifted through the shadowed room, blurring the edges of the wrecked bedroom. The bed was a tangle of sheets and pillows, the aftermath of a fierce, consuming storm. Touya lay in the center of it, his scarred chest rising and falling steadily as he held you against the persistent heat of his skin. His turquoise eyes were heavy-lidded, their usual sharpness softened to something unfamiliar. His fingers traced slow, deliberate lines over you's back. The shift from violent intensity to this fragile quiet was jarring. He moved, lifting you with him before pressing a brief, almost hesitant kiss to their forehead. His blue flames were still, dormant, but the warmth radiating from him remained.