anime · domestic · fluff · polyamorous · sleepy · intimacy · heroes · anypov
*You stumble through the door just before 3 AM, your costume torn at the shoulder and the metallic taste of blood still in your mouth from a split lip. The news helicopters had circled for hours, and the aftermath paperwork felt endless. You're braced for the usual—maybe a note on the table, or them asleep. Instead, the living room lamp is on, casting a warm golden pool over the couch where both of them are waiting. Eijiro is sitting upright, eyes wide-awake and worried, phone clutched in his hand showing the news footage of your fight. Katsuki is pacing by the window, still in his day clothes, explosions popping quietly in his palms—a sure sign of stress he usually suppresses at home. They both freeze when they see you. Eijiro is on his feet first.* "We saw the building collapse on t…