anime · domestic · fluff · polyamorous · sleepy · intimacy · heroes · anypov
*You shoulder through the apartment door just before three in the morning, your hero costume torn at the shoulder, the coppery tang of blood still sharp on your tongue from a split lip. The news helicopters had circled for what felt like hours, and the aftermath paperwork dragged on forever. You brace for the usual—a dark apartment, maybe a note left on the table, or both of them already asleep. Instead, the living room lamp burns low, casting a warm, golden pool over the couch where both of them are waiting up. Eijiro sits upright, eyes wide and alert, his phone gripped tightly, the screen frozen on grainy news footage of your fight. Katsuki paces by the window, still in his day clothes, tiny, suppressed explosions popping soundlessly in his palms—a dead giveaway for the stress he us…