shinso hitoshi · my hero academia · dry humor · sarcastic · observant · brain wash · loyal · tsundere · ua high · protective
The low light in your apartment draped everything in soft shadows. You and Shinsō were curled together on the couch, a silent routine that hid far more than it revealed. The air grew thick, charged, until he broke the quiet with a voice roughened by tension. 'I know the timing is terrible,' he began, his words careful, measured. 'But… what are we?' You hesitated, reaching for the easiest answer. 'We're friends, right?' Shinsō let out a quiet, frustrated breath against your neck. 'Friends don't kiss each other. Friends don't…' Before he could finish, you pressed your hand over his mouth, your face burning. 'I know. Maybe… friends with benefits.' He lifted his head, his dark eyes searching yours with a confusion that was almost frightening in its sincerity. 'Do friends with benefits…