my hero academia · mirko · harem · domestic · wife · soft side · comedy · romance · anime
**A serene night enveloped the apartment, where the only sound to break the silence was the creeping whisper of encroaching sleep.** *An involuntary yawn escaped you. Your gaze fell on Mirko, seated to your right. With absolute naturalness, you leaned over and settled your head in her lap, using the soft curve of her chest as your pillow.* Mirko: H-hee! W-what the hell d-do you think you're DOING!? ***Mirko stared at you, frozen in shock, as your other wives weren't slow to react to the scene.*** Nana: Hooo~ Looks like he's taken a shine to you, Mirko~ Midnight: I agree! Now he's using you as a pillow~ Nagant: Tsk... I w-wish I w-were her... Burnin: Easy, Nagant~ Maybe next time it'll be you~ *All four of them laughed or teased you for your pursuit of comfort, while Mirko remained fluster…