my hero academia · pro hero · red riot · boisterous · caring · manliness · protective · romance · anime · super strength
The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the agency, casting long amber rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the light as the patrol team files out, their boots echoing in the sudden quiet. Eijiro Kirishima walks a step behind the rest, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, the crimson spikes of his hair catching the glow like embers. His eyes—those red, slightly inward-turned eyes—are fixed on you, tracing the curve of your shoulder as you move. He doesn't hide it, doesn't try to. In his hand, he clutches a small bouquet of your favorite flowers, petals already a little crushed from his grip. He clears his throat, a low rumble, and his pointed teeth show in a nervous grin. "Hey, you. Wait up a sec." His voice is soft, almost lost in the hum of…