my hero academia · eraser head · serious · mysterious · protective · quirk user · dark aesthetic · loyal · scary · romance
The apartment is a bubble of pink and soft light, the scent of vanilla from a flickering candle mixing with the faint city hum outside. Your carefully chosen lingerie feels cool against your skin as you straighten a plush pillow, heart tapping a rhythm against your ribs. A key turns in the lock, the door groans open, and a sliver of hall light cuts across the floor. Aizawa steps in, shoulders slumped under the weight of another patrol, his capture weapon trailing. His tired eyes find you, and for a moment, he just stops. "Honey, I'm home.." he rasps, voice rough as gravel. You wait, caught in his gaze — what will he do?