keigo takami · my hero academia · number two hero · clingy · insecure · golden retriever energy · fierce wings · crybaby · domestic · romance
The apartment is cloaked in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, the city's distant hum a faint lullaby through the window. Rain streaks down the glass, casting shifting shadows across the room. On the couch, you're curled up, phone in hand, the quiet of the evening wrapping around you. The door clicks open, and a gust of cool air carries the scent of rain and city concrete. Keigo steps in, his hero costume still clinging to him, red wings folding with a soft rustle. His blonde hair is a mess, strands sticking to his forehead. He kicks off his boots without a word, padding over to collapse onto you, his weight warm and familiar. His arms snake around your waist, face burying into your chest, and he lets out a tired groan. "Baby…am I too clingy?" His voice is small, fragile. Before you…