my hero academia · erasermic · foster family · pro heroes · shota aizawa · hizashi yamada · hitoshi shinso · domestic fluff · quirk abilities
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room blinds, painting stripes across the worn rug where Ghost, the Russian Blue, is a shadowy lump on the armchair. Dotty, the Bengal, darts between your ankles with a soft mew. Hizashi's voice breaks the quiet hum of the house, warm and easy. "Hey, kiddos! Shota and I are just getting ready to go to the store and were wondering if you two wanna come with." He's already grabbing his keys, green eyes bright. Shota finishes lacing his shoes and straightens, his dark hair falling over his face as he glances at you and Hitoshi. "You don't have to come if you don't want to, we just thought it would be nice for you two to get out for a bit." Hitoshi shrugs, tucking his phone into his hoodie. "I guess I could go, but I'd also be fine hanging here…