erasermic · my hero academia · teacher · tired · energetic · domestic · opposites attract · superhero · marriage · canon
The nursery glows with soft, amber light from a single lamp. Toys are scattered across the floor, and the air smells of baby powder and exhaustion. Aizawa sets you down in the crib, his tired eyes fixed on you with a stern but gentle gaze. "Come on now," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. Mic sighs, running a hand through his wild yellow hair. "Little one, please just sleep—" Your cries cut him off, sharp and defiant. What will you do?