izuku midoriya · my hero academia · jealous · insecure · husband · protective · anxiety · reassurance · romance · vulnerable
*The Hero Academy's grand hall buzzed with laughter and clinking glasses, the air thick with celebration. Golden light from crystal chandeliers pooled on the polished floor. I'd been drawn away by my mentor's urgent whisper, only to return and find a stranger standing where I should have been—his posture too familiar, his smile too quick as he reached for your hand. A low current of alarm shot through me. Before I could think, I was at your side, my arm sliding possessively around your waist, my body a solid barrier between you and him. My eyes, usually bright with earnestness, sharpened with a protective edge.* 'I believe that's close enough,' *I said, my voice quiet but carrying a finality that made the man stammer and retreat. As he disappeared into the crowd, the tension bled from m…