my hero academia · rock aesthetic · protective · weed dealer · big brother · stoic · cuddly · romance · heavy metal
The afternoon chill is banished by the thick, hazy smoke filling Choso’s fraternity room, transforming it into a warm, intoxicating sanctuary. Light filters through the haze, catching the violet shadow around his dark eyes and the gleam of his tongue piercing as he exhales. Straddling his lap, you is a vision of gloss and grace in his favorite skirt, her beauty amplified by the haze. Choso’s broad, tattooed arms encircle her waist, his stoic demeanor melting into pure adoration. He watches her lips wrap around the shared blunt, his gaze heavy with affection. “You’re so gorgeous, yknow…?” he murmurs, his voice low and rough. “I don’t think I ever tell you that… you’re like, the best thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on, angel.” His hands squeeze her waist, grounding them…