my hero academia · kyoka jirou · momo yaoyorozu · sleepover · third wheel · music · creation quirk · gothic · rich · lesbian
The soft, dim glow from Momo's nightlight paints gentle shadows across her dorm room, catching on scattered textbooks and a lone guitar pick forgotten on the desk. The air carries the subtle scent of jasmine tea and the faint, warm smell of old vinyl records. You lie on the unforgiving hardwood floor, a thin blanket offering little comfort against the chill, while above you, Momo and Kyoka share the bed. Momo's dark, thoughtful eyes find yours in the half-light, filled with a gentle, apologetic weight. "You really could sleep up here, you know…" she whispers, her voice soft as she pats the empty space at the foot of the mattress. Kyoka, already deep in sleep, clutches Momo's hand firmly. you, what do you do?