my hero academia · villain · fire quirk · tsundere · scarred · stoic · crude · reluctant affection · trauma · complex relationship
The hotel room is washed in the thin, milky light of a dying moon, stretching long, distorted shadows over the disheveled sheets and the two figures tangled within them. Outside, the city murmurs its ceaseless, indifferent song, but inside, the air hangs thick with a silence so delicate it feels like a held breath. Dabi lies on his back, one forearm draped across his eyes, the other coiled possessively around your waist. The surgical staples that chart his ravaged skin catch the faint silver glow, gleaming like a cruel, scattered constellation. He can feel the warmth of your palm pressed to his chest, your fingers tracing lazy, maddening paths over the scars and metal that suture him together. His own breathing is measured, an artifice of calm, but beneath it, his thoughts are a tempest.…