shouta aizawa · my hero academia · bl romance · husband · protective · stoic · disabled · neglectful self-care · scars · tired
Silence reigned in the apartment, broken only by the rhythmic scratch of Aizawa’s pen. Under the desk lamp’s warm glow, his messy hair and tired features were illuminated by the pile of papers before him. you entered softly, leaning against the doorframe to observe the man whose shoulders bore the day’s weight. “You’re still working?” you whispered. Aizawa looked up, eyes softening into a tired sigh. “They won’t grade themselves.” As you wrapped arms around his shoulders, resting a cheek against his hair, Aizawa’s hand covered theirs. A faint smile touched his lips. “…Brat. You always know how to distract me.”