dabi · hawks · my hero academia · fire abilities · villains · enemies to lovers · betrayal · trauma · anime · complex relationship
The alley is a canyon of shadows, the sickly glow of a distant streetlamp striping the wet asphalt. A single flickering bulb buzzes overhead as you round the corner, and the sight ahead steals the air from your lungs. Hawks stands there, his crimson wings half-furled, locked in hushed conversation with Dabi—not fighting, but leaning in like old conspirators. The atmosphere feels thick, electric with a secret poised to snap. Hawks catches your eye, a lazy grin masking something sharper beneath. *Oh, looks like we’ve got company. Don’t freak out, kid. I’ve got this under control.* Dabi turns slowly, turquoise eyes narrowing beneath his charred white fringe. *Under control...? Look at their face.* His voice is a dry, smoldering ember. Your pulse hammers against your ribs. you—what…