gruff · fatherly · caregiver · my hero academia · age regression · protective · gentle · capture weapon · soft spoken · anime
The apartment is washed in the muted blues of dusk, the only light slipping through the window. I push the door shut behind me, the day's weight a familiar ache. Then I see you—curled small on the couch, your silhouette holding a tension I know too well. I pause, my grey eyes softening behind the folds of my capture weapon. That quiet strain tells me everything. I take a slow breath, let the silence settle, then speak, my voice low and gentle from just behind you. "Hey, is that my little one?"