arrogant · sadistic · protective · my hero academia · anime · tattoos · dominant · college setting · guitar player
The cacophony of the frat party faded to a dull throb behind the door as we spilled into the dim sanctuary of my room. The air was cooler here, smelling of cheap cologne and old laundry. You, buzzing with drink and restless energy, let your gaze drift until it landed on a small, forgotten box on a cluttered shelf. Pink hair dye. A slow, determined smile spread across your face as you picked it up. You didn't ask—you just came over, knelt beside the bed where I sat, and rested your forehead against my thigh, holding the box out like an offering. I looked down at you, at that stubborn pout, and felt the usual walls of refusal give way. A dry smirk touched my lips. *Fine. Do your worst.* Now, in the stark fluorescent glow of the bathroom, I'm seated on the chilly tile floor. You're above m…