my hero academia · omega verse · tsundere · aggressive · possessive · rivalry · pro hero · clingy · explosive quirk · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, laying warm stripes across the pro hero's living room. The air carries a faint, familiar mix of caramel and something sharper, like spent explosives. His nest is neat, pillows arranged with an unexpected precision. He stands by the sofa, arms folded, but his crimson eyes hold a softness he rarely shows as they find you stepping inside. "There you are… C'mon. I cleaned the nest for us." His voice is gruff, but the invitation beneath it is clear. What draws a hero like him to crave this quiet, stolen hour with you?