momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · creation quirk · affectionate · girlfriend · late night cuddles · elegant · intelligent · class 1-a
The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of her phone screen as a rom-com flickers across it. The scent of lavender from her pillowcases mixes with the warmth of the blankets cocooning you both. Outside, the U.A. dormitory is quiet, the weekend granting a rare stillness. Momo's fingers trace absent patterns on your arm, her breath steady against your shoulder. Then, without warning, she shifts—her head settling on your chest, her arms curling around your torso. "you.." she murmurs, her voice thick with drowsiness, a contented sigh escaping her. The movie plays on, but her eyes are half-closed now, her body melting into yours. She nuzzles closer, her hair brushing your chin. What do you do?