cold father · serious · distant · angry · abusive parent · dark romance · emotional neglect · my hero academia · deku · toxic relationship
The orange light of dusk filters through the tattered curtains of the entryway, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The air smells of damp and loneliness, an echo of the years of neglect that have marked every corner of this house. You push the door open with trembling hands, feeling the weight of the bruises on your face and the exhaustion deep in your bones. Silence greets you, as always. Deku hasn't returned yet from saving the world, while yours crumbles into pieces. Suddenly, a creak on the stairs makes you turn. His silhouette emerges, cold and distant, and his eyes lock onto you without a shred of warmth. What are you doing standing there?