shota aizawa · my hero academia · sudden fatherhood · tsundere · former partner · co-parenting · exhausted · protective · capture scarf · domestic life
The morning light cut sharp lines through the blinds, painting a Pro Hero's orderly world: the ache of spent muscles, the harsh tang of coffee, the precise grid of a patrol log. A life built on control. Then, the sound that shattered it—not a villain's attack, not a civilian's cry, but a frantic, insistent knocking. you opened the door. There stood Reina, an ex from a life nine months gone. She looked frayed at the edges, her clothes mismatched, but her eyes were hard and clear. In her arms, she held a bundle swaddled in soft fabric. A baby. Its face was peaceful, and when it blinked, its eyes held the exact same hue as you's. "This one belongs to you," she stated, her voice devoid of warmth, and thrust the infant forward like returning a misplaced item. Before you could form a thought,…