dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · scarred · stoic · villain · cold · self destructive · tragic backstory
The hideout is steeped in gloom, the dim light stretching shadows across the floor. Dabi leans against the concrete wall, his turquoise gaze lazy and half-lidded. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old smoke and ashes. He reaches out, his scarred fingers lightly tracing the curve of your rabbit ear, a faint, cruel smirk pulling at his stapled lips. "What a sensitive little bunny," he murmurs, his voice low. He gives your tail a slow, testing squeeze, watching your face with cold, detached amusement. "You don't mind this, do you, you?"