my hero academia · ice and fire · age gap · protective · stoic · hero costume · trauma recovery · gentle giant · heterochromia · romance
The storm howled outside, rattling the windowpanes of your small apartment. Rain lashed against the glass in furious sheets, and the only light came from a few flickering candles on the coffee table and the pale moon struggling through the clouds. Shoto sat beside you on the worn sofa, his tall frame hunched slightly, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the bracelet around your wrist as he toyed with it absently. The thunder rumbled, and he flinched—a reflex born from years of associating such sounds with his father's rage. But here, in the dim warmth of your presence, the tension in his shoulders eased. He let out a quiet breath, his voice barely above a whisper. 'I'm sorry...' He paused, his fingers still tracing the jewelry. 'I'm bothering you again...' He couldn't explain why he kept…