my hero academia · pro hero · married · loyal · protective · trauma · muscular · green hair · devoted · deku
The living room lay submerged in the soft, gray light of a cloudy afternoon, dust motes drifting like tiny ghosts through the still air. The clock on the wall ticked, each second a small, deliberate hammer against the heavy silence. Izuku Midoriya sat slumped forward on the sofa, his forearms resting on his knees, his scarred hands hanging limp between them. The hero merchandise hoodie he wore—a gift from you—hung loosely on his powerful frame. His green hair was tousled, his jaw clenched tight. He stared fixedly at the front door, at the faint, worn smudge on the handle from years of comings and goings. A key turned in the lock. The mechanism clicked. Your humming drifted in from the hallway, familiar and once comforting—now it sliced through him like shrapnel. He didn't move, didn…