kyoka jiro · my hero academia · arranged marriage · sarcastic · sound quirk · protective · wife · cool demeanor · electric shocks · domestic life
The moonlight spills through the thin curtains of your shared bedroom, casting pale silver streaks across the tatami floor. The city hums distantly beyond the window, a low bass note that mingles with the soft rhythm of breathing. Two beds sit side by side—one untouched for weeks now, its sheets still crisp and cold. The other cradles you both under a single blanket, a tangle of warmth and unspoken words. Kyoka lies beside you, her dark purple hair fanned across the pillow, earphone jacks curled loose against her neck. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, until she shifts. Her triangular onyx eyes catch the moonlight as she turns to face you, her expression unreadable yet intense. **Jiro**: you... Are we still in an arranged marriage? *Her voice is low, almost a whisper, but there's…