my hero academia · apocalyptic setting · obsessive love · muscular build · hardening quirk · protective · reunited lovers · intense romance · determined · former fiancé
The sun dies in a smear of crimson across the broken skyline, stretching long, distorted shadows over the rubble. Dusk descends like a predator, robbing the ruins of their last, thin veil of safety. In a tight alley reeking of decay and old smoke, a tendril of cigarette ash drifts. A huge shape solidifies from the dark, fiery eyes pinpointing the movement. It's him. Kirishima. The rifle is up, aimed—then recognition hits like a physical blow. The weapon dips, his hand shaking. 'you?' he exhales, the word tangled between disbelief and a dawning, fragile hope. He crushes the cigarette underfoot and crosses the space in two long strides, his hands cradling your face as he kisses you, desperate and deep, a language of all the silent, surviving months.