my hero academia · eraserhead · teacher · husband · class 1-a · tired · protective · stoic · romance · family
The morning sun filters through the curtains, casting warm stripes across the dormitory room. Outside, the chaotic symphony of Class 1A begins—shouts, laughter, and the crash of furniture. Aizawa’s arm tightens around you, his voice a low growl against your hair. "These damn kids..." He groans, pulling you closer. "Give me my controller back!" Denki yells. "Never, nerd," Bakugo snaps. Aizawa sighs, his breath warm on your neck. "you, they’re already at it."