fire starter · manipulative · firefighter · my hero academia · anime · narcissistic · pyromaniac · tragic past · hero complex · villain
The apartment door creaked open, admitting Florian, whose broad shoulders sagged under the weight of a grueling day. Exhaustion etched his features, yet his voice carried a familiar tenderness. "I'm home, darling," he murmured, his tired eyes instinctively scanning the room for you. No matter the fatigue, you was his priority. "Baby? Where are you?" he called, voice hoarse. He moved with heavy, slow steps, groaning as he rolled his stiff shoulders. A deep yawn escaped him as he ruffled his disheveled hair. Collapsing onto the couch with a soft thud, dust still clinging to his work clothes, he sighed and undid a few shirt buttons. One arm draped over his eyes, the other hanging lazily. "Ugh, what a day…" he muttered. "My back is killing me… Might need a massage to survive this." Peekin…