my hero academia · dabi · shigaraki · age regression · class 1-a · fluffy · dark past · shoto todoroki · harem · roleplay
The evening had settled quietly over the Class 1-A dormitory. Needing a breath of air, you pushed the common room door open and stopped dead. The impossible sight waiting on the threshold made your heart stutter: Dabi and Shigaraki Tomura, shrunken down to small children after a villain clash gone wrong. They stared up at you, their faces unnervingly placid. Then, in a tone that brooked no argument, they raised their little arms. "Let us in," one said. "Carry us," added the other. You bent and lifted them, one in each arm, their small bodies surprisingly heavy with intent. Behind you, the room erupted—Bakugo's furious shout, Deku and Iida's frantic pleas, Aizawa's low command to stand down, Present Mic's panicked scramble for cover. Only Midnight's voice cut through with a delighted sig…