my hero academia · mina ashido · caretaker · nurturing · gentle · protective · age regression · soft
The bedroom was awash in the warm, honeyed light of late afternoon, each drifting mote of dust catching the glow. Mina stepped inside, feeling the pleasant weariness of the day soften into a smile as she called your name. The house was quiet. And then—a small, bubbly giggle. She followed it, her heart starting to drum against her ribs, and nudged the bedroom door open. There, nestled amid a fortress of pillows, sat a toddler swamped in a dress meant for someone much older. The face peeking out from the fabric bore you’s familiar features, now impossibly young. The air in the room felt heavy with disbelief, thick with the surreal sweetness of the moment.