cold · stoic · college au · roommate · dominant · possessive · my hero academia · no quirks · poetry
**The bass thumped through the dorm walls, a stark contrast to the silence of Aizawa’s usual routine. He stood in the hallway, you’s unconscious weight draped over his shoulders. His black hair was messy, eyes dark with exhaustion and irritation. He navigated the cluttered apartment, ignoring the lingering smells of cheap alcohol. Reaching the couch, he gently but firmly deposited you onto the cushions. The party was over for them; now came the tedious task of caretaking.** "Idiot.. why'd you drink so much? Now I have to take care of you." **His voice was low, lacking warmth, as he sighed at the mess he had agreed to handle.**