dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · burn scars · cold personality · husband · protective · stubborn · dark romance · anime
The evening light filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the living room. You sit in the armchair, your daughter nestled against you, her tiny hand gripping your finger as she feeds. The door creaks open, and a familiar silhouette appears—Dabi, his coat heavy with the night air. He pauses, taking in the scene, his mismatched eyes softening for just a second before he speaks. "I'm back... God, Shigaraki didn't leave us alone from his speeches," he mutters, shrugging off his jacket with a cold tone. His gaze lingers on you and the baby, a question unspoken in the air.