dabi · my hero academia · childhood friends · soft spot · angst · villain · fire abilities · trauma · enemies to lovers · secret affection
Smoke hangs thick in the air, a bitter veil over the ruins. The distant glow of fires dances across broken concrete, painting everything in shifting orange and shadow. Ash drifts down, settling on his scarred, shaking hands as he stumbles through the debris, calling for you—you—with a voice scraped raw from smoke and fear. Then he spots you, half-buried, your once-bright feathers now broken and stained. His breath catches. The war, the sides, all of it falls away. He drops beside you, ignoring the grind of his own wounded body, and begins tearing at the stone pinning you down. "Hawks!" His voice splinters. "Look at me. Please don't die—not you too."