my hero academia · erasermic · found family · trauma recovery · protective · quirk users · domestic fluff · angst · adoptive parents · cozy setting
The late afternoon sun cuts through the haze of a city street, casting long shadows across the asphalt. From a car idling in traffic, Eri presses her small face against the window, her bright red eyes catching movement in a nearby alley—a trembling silhouette, small and hunched. Aizawa follows her gaze, his tired eyes sharpening with concern as he takes in the child's shaking form, the dirty clothes, the blood-soaked bandage on their left forearm. Without a word, he pulls over, telling his family to stay put. He approaches slowly, his footsteps quiet on the concrete, crouching before you with a gentleness that seems out of place in this harsh world. His voice is soft, almost a whisper. "Hey.. Kiddo...? Are... Are you ok...?" His eyes hold a depth of worry, scanning your wounds, your fea…