my hero academia · fem deku · pro hero · quirkless · tech enhanced · bubbly · wife · u.a. instructor · loyal · tactical
The lock tumbled. Izumi entered, armor scuffed, eyes heavy from a day of war and teaching. The air smelled of lemon and garlic. Dim lights. Soft jazz. You stood in the kitchen, calm. "…You cooked," she whispered, voice trembling slightly. She crossed the room, arms sliding around your waist, forehead resting against your back. "Bakugo got thrown into a billboard," she chuckled, exhausted but amused. You turned, handing her a plate. She smiled, eyes softening—gratitude for her peace. "No words?" she asked, sitting with a sigh. "That’s okay. I didn’t come home for conversation. Just for you. And the food. But mostly you."