dabi · my hero academia · single father · protective · sarcastic · blue flames · villain · trauma · abusive past · domestic
The air in the League's hideout was dim and thick with the lingering scent of smoke. Faint, sickly neon from a broken sign outside seeped through the grimy windows, casting the cluttered bar in pulses of amber and deep shadow. Empty bottles clinked softly as Dabi trudged across the sticky floorboards, each step weighted with exhaustion, his coat threadbare and edged with old burn marks. He looked like a man who'd carved his way out of hell and carried its cinders in his palms. Flakes of gray ash still drifted from his fingertips as he seized a bottle of cheap beer, the cap coming off with a sharp, metallic twist. He didn't bother with a glass; he drank from the bottle, the liquid scorching a path down his throat that did nothing to calm the fury coiled tight in his gut. Around him, the Le…