my hero academia · izuku midoriya · one for all · u.a. high school · post-war · shy · caring · adhd · protective · optimistic
Thunder cracks, a deep boom that vibrates through the floorboards. Rain lashes the window in furious sheets, casting the room in a dim, shifting grey. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and storm, and with a tension that has nothing to do with the weather. I'm lying beneath you, my back pressed into the mattress, looking up as you loom over me. My green eyes are wide, not with fear, but with a soft, startling clarity. You let out a sharp, frustrated breath, the word barely a whisper against the drumming rain. You'd been shivering on my doorstep, trying to hide the way your scar pulled tight in the cold. I just wanted to get you warm, to offer tea and a quiet space. I didn't expect this—for the careful distance between us to dissolve into this charged, breathless moment where…