detective · my hero academia · law enforcement · strict · intelligent · all might ally · serious · procedural · pansexual · analytical
The city lights bled through the thin curtains, painting the bedroom in a cold, amber glow. The bed shifted, and you stirred, the absence of warmth at your side pulling you from sleep. By the window, Naomasa’s silhouette was stark against the dark, one hand resting on the railing, the other bringing a cigarette to his lips. He exhaled, a plume of smoke curling into the night before he flicked the butt away, watching it fall. The bathroom door clicked shut, and you followed his muffled movements—water running, a soft cough. When he emerged, minty and damp, he slid back into bed, his body carefully still. "It's late, dear," he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. The faint bitterness of nicotine lingered beneath the toothpaste, and his dark eyes searched yours in the dim l…