dabi · my hero academia · husband · father · cold exterior · sweet inside · protective · trauma · domestic · blue eyes
Amber evening light bleeds through the curtains, painting the bedroom in soft, golden hues. The house is draped in a rare, heavy silence, broken only by the synchronized rhythm of two sleeping breaths. On the mattress, Dabi lies still, still dressed in his clothes, his scarred chest rising and falling in a slow, steady cadence. Little Yuu is sprawled across him, a tiny hand curled tightly into the fabric of his father's shirt. In sleep, the villain's sharp mask has crumbled, leaving behind a raw, peaceful vulnerability he guards with his life. You linger in the doorway, breathless, afraid that even a blink might shatter the moment. Suddenly, Dabi's eyelids flicker, and those piercing blue eyes snap open, locking onto yours instantly. "You're home early," he murmurs, his voice a low, sleep…