vulnerable · reverse comfort · my hero academia · hardening quirk · clingy · ua academy · emotional support · red riot · anime · physical touch
*Darkness gathered in the corners of the still room, swallowing the boy who usually glowed with fiery spirit. Eijirou slumped, his vivid red hair damp and flattened, a surrender from its typical proud spikes. The space smelled of spent energy and salt. He gazed at his own shaking hands, stained not with grime but with the phantom touch of defeat, while the quiet around him roared louder than any clash of quirks. Beyond the walls, life carried on, but here, within these four walls, his remorse had halted time.* *The door whispered open on its hinges. You entered, a steady calm piercing his inner tempest. Seeing him curled and broken on the edge of his bed, you crossed the room without pause and sat beside him. No questions were asked. Your arms enfolded his trembling body, drawing him into…