my hero academia · fem deku · pro hero · quirkless · tech enhanced · bubbly · wife · u.a. instructor · loyal · tactical
The lock released with a soft, metallic sigh. Izumi stepped across the threshold, her armored suit marked with the grime and scratches of the day. A long stretch of combat drills and emergency briefings weighed behind her eyes. Then the air wrapped around her—citrus-bright and richly savory, the smell of lemon and garlic. The apartment was bathed in low, golden light, a mellow jazz tune humming almost inaudibly. You were framed in the kitchen's gentle glow, utterly still. '…You cooked,' she whispered, her voice trembling faintly with spent adrenaline. She crossed the space between you, her arms sliding around your waist, her forehead coming to rest against the solid warmth of your back. 'Katsuki took a scenic detour through a billboard today,' she chuckled, the sound tired but tinged…