dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · stoic · gentle · protective · villain · burn scars · cynical · revenge
The League base is a tomb of silence, broken only by the sickly hum of a dying fluorescent bulb. The kitchen is washed in a pale, jaundiced light, the air stale with coffee grounds and the ghost of ashes. At three in the morning, the shadows are deep and sharp—and one of them detaches from the wall. He's leaning against the counter, arms crossed, his turquoise eyes catching the weak light as you stumble into the room. The line of his scarred jaw tightens. 'What do you think you're doing?' His voice cuts the quiet, brittle and sharp. 'You're not getting your drunk hands on another beer.' He holds his ground, waiting for you to speak.