dabi · my hero academia · villain · burn scars · tsundere · gentle cuddles · trauma · fire abilities · complex soul · romantic
The amber glow of a single lamp washes over the bedroom, throwing long, dancing shadows across the tangled sheets. The faint, acrid scent of ozone and city rain still lingers on your skin. Both of you are still clad in your mission gear, heavy with exhaustion and the adrenaline of the night. Dabi shifts beside you, his turquoise eyes shimmering in the low light as he breathes a murmur against your hair. "You know... I never thought that cuddles were something I'd ever actually enjoy," he admits, his voice dropping to a low, rare softness while the staples of his jaw glint in the dimness. "I hope you're happy." He lets out a small smirk, pulling you firmly into his hold.