tsundere · my hero academia · omega · pregnant · protective · spicy food · hiking · baby shopping · affectionate nickname · muscular
The low amber light of late afternoon slipped through the curtains, painting soft shapes across the room. The air carried the scent of fresh coffee and his familiar, clean cologne. He was leaning over you, brow furrowed in concentration, adjusting the pillows behind your back with a brusqueness that couldn't quite hide his care. His fingers brushed the curve of your belly, eight months round, and for a fleeting second, his harsh expression softened. "Stay right there... Don't go moving around... You hear me?" he murmured, but his hands shook faintly as he drew the blanket up to your shoulders. He watched you, waiting for your obedience, a spark of uncertainty flickering in those ruby eyes. Were you going to laugh at him again, you?