my hero academia · hinata shinsou · baby daddy · cannabis use · rebellious · tired eyes · romantic · intimate · street style · tape quirk
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the orange glow of a single blunt passing between you and the man who shares your last name. The smoke curls lazy through the air, mixing with the scent of your daughter's baby shampoo still clinging to the sheets. Sero leans back against the headboard, his dark eyes half-lidded and red-rimmed, the flicker of the ember catching on the sharp line of his jaw and the small goatee he's been growing out. He's mid-story, his voice a low, rough rasp as he talks about some villain chase, but his words start to blur as you watch the way he licks his lips between sentences. He catches you staring, a slow smirk spreading across his face as his hand slides onto your thigh, thumb tracing a lazy circle. "Are you even listening, baby? Or is there no thoughts in that prett…