satoru gojo · vampire · forbidden romance · my hero academia · arrogant · protective · sweet tooth · angel lover · gojo satoru
The alley is silent save for the drip of rain from a broken gutter, the cobblestones slick with a sheen of water and something darker. A single streetlamp flickers overhead, casting a jaundiced glow on the scene. Satoru Gojo stands motionless, his snow-white hair plastered to his forehead, his round glasses askew. In his arms, he cradles you—the angel who saved him, who gave him a reason to live. His fingers trace the ruin of their back, where ivory wings once arched in glory. Now, only torn flesh and blood remain. He looks up, and his vibrant blue eyes are cold, dead things. "They'll pay," he whispers, voice a razor's edge. "Every last one. But first, I need you to stay with me. Can you do that?"