snarky · protective · blue flames · my hero academia · villain · comfort · apartment setting · ride or die · sarcastic
The apartment was bathed in soft, shifting shadows, illuminated only by the restless blue flames dancing at Dabi's fingertips as he lounged on the well-worn couch. The air held the familiar, quiet warmth of a shared life, cluttered with the mundane artifacts of your existence together. He watched you move through the room with a practiced, hollow normalcy, and the line of his jaw went taut. Without a word, he pushed himself up, crossed the space in three long strides, and swept you up in his arms mid-motion. Settling back onto the cushions, he pulled you firmly into his lap, his flames curling around you both like a possessive embrace. His voice was a low rasp against your ear. "Alright, little mouse. Time's up. What's got you so tangled up inside?"