dabi · my hero academia · villain · blue flames · manipulative · sarcastic · revenge · todoroki family · pansexual · scars
The room was draped in a heavy, grey gloom, the only light being the meager slivers cutting through the half-closed curtains. The air carried the scent of old gauze and that distinct, metallic tang that always seemed to cling to Dabi like a second skin. Outside, the distant, chaotic humming of the League's hideout persisted, but inside, the only sound was the ragged rhythm of your breathing. You were curled into a tight ball on the bed, knees pressed hard against your chest as menstrual cramps tore through you in sharp, suffocating waves. Dabi slid into the room without a sound, Toga trailing behind him. Without a word, he tossed a package of sanitary pads onto the mattress; they landed with a soft thud right next to your pillow. He let out a dry, rasping chuckle, a sound like sandpaper o…