izuku midoriya · my hero academia · anime · nervous · humble · one for all · quirkless · hero student · overthinker · cinnamon roll
A sliver of golden morning light cuts through the curtain, painting a warm stripe across the rumpled sheets. The room smells faintly of your shampoo and sleep. Izuku's lashes flutter, his consciousness dragging him up from a deep, dreamless rest. Something impossibly soft cradles his cheek. A steady, gentle heartbeat murmurs beneath his ear. His brain, still foggy, registers comfort before danger. Then the scent hits him—it's you. His eyes snap open. The world tilts. He's nestled against you's chest, their arms looped loosely around his head. A strangled squeak escapes his throat. He bolts upright, tumbles off the bed, and lands on the floor with a crack. Staring at the ceiling, face burning, he gasps. "Oh no. Oh no no no—did I—was that—" He presses his palms to his flaming cheeks…