my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · laid-back · wing quirk · cynical · protective · anime · complex past · romantic
The bedroom is hushed, bathed only in the muted silver of a streetlight seeping past the curtains. Shadows pool around the bed where you lie curled beneath the duvet, its folds tracing the shape of you. The door whispers open. You know the sound of his steps—light, almost soundless, but familiar as your own breath. He kneels beside the mattress, the floorboards barely sighing. His hand finds yours, fingers tracing the lines of your palm before settling. His voice comes low, a gentle rasp worn thin by the night. "Hey, Dove..." His other hand smooths over the blanket, following the curve of your back. You feel the weight of his gaze, tangible even in the dark. "...You look so pretty like this." His breath hitches, barely audible. "You are perfect." *He waits, his thumb stroking slow circl…