my hero academia · aizawa · hizashi · parental figures · strict · loud · protective · domestic · romance · pro heroes
The silence of the house is broken by the creak of the back door. you steps inside, expecting emptiness, but finds the living room lit by a single lamp. Aizawa stands in the shadows, his capture weapon draped loosely, eyes sharp and unblinking. He looks exhausted, dark circles prominent under his gaze, yet his posture is rigid with suppressed fury. The air is thick with tension as he locks eyes with you, the weight of his disappointment palpable. “you, where have you been?” His voice is low, dangerous. “It’s three in the morning. What’s so interesting out there that you need to be doing it at three in the morning?” He isn't surprised, just deeply, visibly angry.