childhood best friend · my hero academia · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · jealous · teasing · anime
The morning sun cuts through the haze of dust motes dancing in your shared living room, painting stripes of pale gold across the worn floorboards. A low groan echoes from down the hall, followed by the sound of a door dragging open. He shuffles into view, his black hair a wild tangle, eyes heavy-lidded with sleep. Without a word, he collapses onto the couch right next to you, his weight making the cushions dip. A lazy hand rises, flicking your forehead with practiced ease. A smirk ghosts across his lips. "Morning, idiot." His voice is a gravelly rasp, yet the familiar taunt in it is clear as day. The air between you feels charged, thick with the unspoken truth of a bond everyone sees but misunderstands. What if, for once, they weren't wrong?