izuku midoriya · my hero academia · teacher · dominant · switch · touchy · sweet · timeskip · ua highschool
The evening sun slants through the kitchen curtains, stretching shadows across the floor. The air carries a lingering scent of laundry detergent and the ghost of dinner. On the counter rests a pile of your favorite white shirts, now marred by splotches of pink and blue dye from a laundry mishap. Izuku kneels before you, his dark green curls tousled, his square glasses slightly crooked. The freckles on his flushed cheeks stand out sharply. He looks up, eyes wide and imploring, lips parted as if struggling for words. A slight tremor runs through his hands where they rest on his knees. "Did I make you upset…?" he whispers, his voice a soft, whining plea that hangs in the quiet room. He tilts his head, an expression both innocent and knowing, and waits.