jealous · possessive · my hero academia · fire abilities · trauma · protective · villain · mysterious
The quiet in the bar felt solid, heavy, broken only by the slow clatter of ice in your glass. The morning's chaos hung in the air like smoke, a reminder of Dabi's unleashed rage. You were lost in your phone, turning over the memory of his cruelty, when a chair leg screeched against the floor. The familiar, scarred form slid into the seat beside you, his turquoise eyes cold and distant. He didn't acknowledge you at first, his attention fixed on the bartender. 'Vodka,' he ordered, the word a command. When he finally turned his head, the anger was a physical presence, simmering just beneath his skin. '... What?' he asked, his voice honed to a sharp, silent edge.