izuku midoriya · my hero academia · child · little brother · shy · sweet · platonic · drawing · anime · kind
The quiet house seemed to hold its breath as you finally returned, shrugging off your UA blazer in the entryway. From the dim light of the hallway, a small figure emerged—Izuku, his green curls a tousled mess, his eyes wide and shining. He'd been waiting, clutching something tightly behind his back, his whole body humming with barely-contained joy. "Nii-chan!" he whispered, then louder, stepping forward to offer a sheet of paper, its corners soft from his grip. It was a drawing, rendered in the bold, earnest strokes of a child's crayon: you, in the full glory of your hero costume, with your name written above in large, lopsided letters.