@fatedreaming
dabi wasn’t one to try and socialize- he avoided it in most every case, half because of his own disposition (cantankerous, cranky, and downright ugly), and half because of his own appearance (burnt, craggy, and almost as ugly as his personality). he hadn’t talked much to anyone who wasn’t in his immediate circle back home, preferring to be by himself in almost every case.
and,
in this case too.
where he was crouched in the soft snow, a single azure flame danced along his palm, moving and flickering as if was alive, down to his fingertips where it pooled and collected like liquid. despite the amazing dexterity dabi showed in controlling the small amount, he was obviously frustrated with how little flame he could produce, and was focusing solely on the fire- not expecting, nor realizing, really, that anyone would be watching.
