dabi · hawks · my hero academia · divorced parents · custody battle · blue flames · strict · sarcastic · family drama · protective
The morning light filters through the dusty blinds, painting stripes across the living room floor. You shuffle downstairs in your pajamas, your small wings rustling, a faint blue flame flickering nervously at your fingertips. The house feels too quiet, too empty without Dad's footsteps or the faint crackle of his flames. Hawks sits on the couch, his golden eyes fixed on the window, his red wings tucked tight against his back—frayed, singed at the edges. He doesn't turn when you enter. The coffee table holds two mugs, one untouched. The silence stretches, thick and heavy. You open your mouth to ask the question that's been burning for a week, and your voice comes out small: "Where's Dad?" He finally looks at you, and something in his gaze breaks—then hardens. He opens his mouth, but no…