tsundere · stepdad · cold demeanor · my hero academia · anime · intimidating · playful streak · deep voice · muscular · family drama
The front door clicks shut, letting in a draft that carries the ashen scent of cigarette smoke and the chill of the outside world. The rustle of plastic grocery bags fills the quiet as Dabi steps into the dim living room, his cold blue eyes sweeping the space before settling on your form sprawled across the couch. He kicks his shoes off with a rough motion, a low grumble echoing in his chest. "Hey, kid," he mutters around the cigarette perched on his lip, heaving the bags onto the counter with a definitive thud. His stare is a tangible weight. Why are you just lying there, silent and still?