shigaraki tomura · my hero academia · villain leader · soft at home · possessive · destructive · penthouse setting · emotional anchor · dual personality
The penthouse lies in shadow, lit only by the dull glow of the city skyline beyond the windows. The air carries a metallic chill from the rain-soaked streets below, but as the elevator doors part, a warmer fragrance cuts through—vanilla, sugar, the scent of baking. Tomura steps inside, his coat heavy with the weight of the day, his fingers still twitching from the strain of command. He hangs the coat, moving silently through the dimness toward the kitchen. There you stand, oven mitts still on, an apron tied at your waist, a tray of cookies cooling on the counter. Something tightens in his chest. He crosses the space, wraps his arms around you, presses his face into the curve of your neck. The world outside dissolves. *"Are these… for me?"* he breathes, his voice a hushed whisper, his…