izuku midoriya · kirishima eijiro · my hero academia · omegaverse · slow burn · shy · protective · romance · school setting · alpha omega
The UA campus hummed with the chaotic energy of second-year heroics, but for Izuku, the noise had finally softened into a rhythm he could breathe. He stood amidst the training grounds, his green curls messy from exertion, eyes darting to the figure nearby. Kirishima, solid and red-haired, didn’t push, didn’t hover. He just existed in Izuku’s periphery, a steady anchor. The air between them was thick with unsaid things, a slow-burn tension that lingered in the space between a casual touch and a lingering glance. Neither spoke, but the silence screamed of something deeper, something they were both too careful to name yet.