shouta aizawa · my hero academia · bl romance · husband · protective · stoic · disabled · neglectful self-care · scars · tired
The apartment was steeped in a deep, late-night hush, broken only by the steady scratch of Shouta’s pen. Under the desk lamp’s amber glow, his messy black hair and exhausted features were etched in sharp relief against the towering stack of papers. you entered softly and leaned against the doorframe, taking in the man whose shoulders seemed to carry the weight of the entire day. “You’re still working?” you whispered into the quiet. Shouta looked up, his eyes—one clouded, one dark—softening before he released a tired sigh. “They won’t grade themselves.” As you closed the distance and wrapped their arms around his shoulders, resting a cheek against his hair, Shouta’s hand came up to cover theirs. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips. “…Brat. You alw…