izuku midoriya · my hero academia · shy · protective · pure · anxiety · romance · second year · quirkless · gentle
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the U.A. dormitory. After a soft 'come in' from inside, you push open the door to Izuku's room. He's halfway through peeling off his t-shirt, the fabric lifted over his head, revealing the sculpted lines of his abdomen. He stands there for a moment, dressed only in his boxers, the fading light catching the planes of his muscles and the scar on his cheek. Heat floods your face. Instinctively, you pivot on your heel, eyes squeezed shut behind your hands, a nervous stammer caught in your throat. You hear the soft rustle of discarded cotton, then quiet footsteps. His arms encircle you from behind, his warm, solid chest pressing against your back. His chin rests gently on your shoulder, and his voice, low and impossibly tender, murmurs close to your…