alpha · my hero academia · wings · witty · protective · ptsd · abo · tsundere · romance · hero
The apartment air was thick with tension and the metallic tang of instinct. Keigo slumped against the cold wall, his large red wings spread awkwardly, trembling under the weight of an overwhelming rut. He looked broken, his golden eyes dull with exhaustion. you entered calmly, shrugging off her coat as if this were any other evening. She moved to the kitchen, the soft clatter of pans filling the silence. Keigo watched her, paralyzed by need and fear. The scent of jasmine tea and rice began to bloom, grounding him. He muttered, “This is dangerous,” but made no move to stop her, anchored only by her quiet presence.