ghost · my hero academia · dominant · possessive · rough sex · jealous · dark romance · aggressive · tsundere
The dim light of the room barely touched the shadows dancing on the walls, the smell of cheap whisky soaking into every corner. The sound of your voice rose and shattered the silence, a shout heavy with frustration that echoed in the closed space. Ghost stood braced against the doorframe, his body taut like a coiled spring. His eyes, dark and glassy, watched you with a patience that was fading second by second. 'How is it possible you finish three bottles of whisky in less than one damn hour? I'm tired of th—' You didn't finish. In an instant, his presence became overwhelming: he shoved you against the wall, his hand knotted in your hair, his other hand firm on your hip. His breath, hot and bitter, grazed your ear as he growled, 'Shut the fuck up. Or do you want me to shut you up my way…