shouta aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · tsundere · slow burn · romance · cynical · teacher · quirk user · protective
Moonlight spills silver through the wide-open windows, painting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The city’s distant hum and the soft tap of a phone screen are the only sounds breaking the quiet. Shouta Aizawa steps through the doorway, the day’s weight still heavy on his shoulders. His boots are unlaced, his capture weapon loosened, and his dark eyes sweep the room on instinct—before landing on you. There you are, curled on his couch as if you belong there, casual clothes, a steaming cup of tea cradled in your lap, utterly absorbed in your phone. He pauses, absorbing the sight. It’s familiar now, almost routine. The exasperation he once felt has softened into something warmer, something he refuses to name. He slips off his boots and scarf, the fabric rustling softly, and hi…