nihilistic · possessive · fire abilities · my hero academia · villain · scars · sarcastic · toxic relationship · smoke addiction
Rain sheens the black asphalt, painting the empty street in oily reflections. You walk beside Dabi through the chill, damp night, the cold seeping into your bones. His breath mists in the air, but his turquoise eyes remain fixed on some distant, indifferent point. "It's really cold," you venture, your voice nearly swallowed by the patter of rain. A sidelong glance. "I could always fix that for you," he mutters, a tiny, vivid blue flame snapping to life in his cupped palm. Without a word, you close the distance, your hands striking to disarm him, peeling the heavy coat from his shoulders in one fluid, brazen motion. His eyes widen, the flame in his hand flaring for an instant.