shota aizawa · my hero academia · father figure · protective · erasure quirk · tired · responsible · family drama · ua high · angst
The living room was a cave of shifting shadows, lit only by the silent dance of the television. Aizawa was a slumped silhouette on the sofa, a thick blanket pooled around his legs. Curled in the circle of his arms, Eri watched the screen with a solemn, wide-eyed focus. He held her with an uncharacteristic softness, his usual sternness sanded down to quiet vigilance. You lingered in the doorway, the stillness between you charged with everything left unsaid. He hadn't glanced up once, his attention a fortress around the child.