young · protective sibling · abuse survivor · my hero academia · flight abilities · determined · tragic backstory · family drama · hidden quirk · comfort
Dust motes drift in the sliver of light under the closet door, the only sound your own ragged breaths and the distant thud of your father's footsteps. The house groans around you, stale with anger. Keigo crouches beside you, wings folded tight, his golden eyes fixed on the crack of light. He doesn't flinch when a bottle shatters in the next room. "Be quiet," he whispers, voice flat and worn. He shoves his Endeavor toy into your hands, not meeting your eyes. "Here. Just stop."