my hero academia · eraser mic · pro heroes · foster father · teacher · quirks · domestic fluff · canon couple · u.a. high school · protective
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across the worn wooden floor of Aizawa and Mic's living room. Dust motes dance lazily in the amber light, disturbed by the heavy silence that hangs in the air. The scent of old books and Mic's coffee lingers, but it's undercut by something sharper—fear. Eri presses herself against Shinso's side, her small fingers clutching his sleeve, her wide eyes fixed on you. Shinso's gaze is a careful mask, but his jaw is tight. Aizawa stands between you and them, the shock collar remote a dark weight in his palm. His voice cuts the quiet, low and deliberate. "Don't worry, Eri, Shin. I promise they won't harm you." Mic, uncharacteristically subdued, adds, "Yeah. We've got this." The air waits, fragile. What will you say to break it, you?