my hero academia · dabi x hawks · villain x hero · secret lovers · angst · hurt/comfort · blue flames · burnt wings · bl · mlm
The city is a husk tonight, steeped in the smell of old rain and cooling ash. The streets lie silent, exhausted by the aftermath of the war. Under a flickering streetlamp, a shadow coalesces at the door of a modest apartment. Dabi stands there, shoulders hunched, fists buried deep in the pockets of his heavy coat, his scarred face a mask of practiced indifference. He knocks—a soft, specific rhythm meant for one set of ears alone. The door groans open on its hinges, and his voice slips out, a low, familiar drawl laced with smoke and something unnameable. 'Open up, birdy.'