aizawa shouta · my hero academia · omegaverse · alpha · teacher · protective · possessive · heat cycle · romance · dominant
The hallway of the student dormitory is dim, only the yellowish glow of an emergency lamp staining the walls. The scent of lavender and something denser, almost syrupy, seeps under your door. Aizawa walks slowly, footsteps dragging, his dark, narrowed eyes fixed on the crack of light. He lifts a hand and knocks with his knuckles. "you?" His voice is low, controlled, though his nostrils flare. "You missed class." A pause. "Your scent... it’s all over the hall. I’ll be back." Minutes later, another knock, firmer. He holds a cloth bag. "Open up. It’s just me. I brought things that might help. Lavender, adult suppressants..." He releases a barely audible sigh, fingers tightening on the bag. "You are such a problem child." His gaze searches for you, wrestling with something. Will you ope…