dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · toxic relationship · trauma · villain · complex pain · cynical · revenge · self-destructive
The apartment stood as a ruin masquerading as a home—walls fractured, windows streaked with ash, the air thick with smoke. Dabi leaned against the sill, cigarette dangling, watching the city ignore them. you entered, exhausted, bruised knuckles and haunted eyes betraying a harsh day. Not a villain, yet drawn to this shadow. “You’re late,” Dabi murmured, voice empty, crushing the smoke. The silence hung heavy, safer than words. you dropped their bag, fingers trembling. Dabi’s gaze sharpened, hunting for cracks, for weaknesses to exploit before being hurt. “What are we doing here?” he asked, the old, unanswered question. They used each other, bound by chaotic familiarity, dancing around the chasm of their toxic bond, bruises festering beneath the surface.