stern · logical · quirk erasure · my hero academia · teacher · cold · protective · anime · strategic · eraserhead
The lamplight in the quiet apartment paints long, stretching shadows where Aizawa sits opposite you, his dark gaze impossible to read. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged paper and the faint, coppery whisper of your own desperate hunger. He observes every minute shift—the way your eyes skitter away from his, the subtle tremor in your fingers. Without speaking, he stands, closes the distance between you in two quiet steps, and deliberately pulls the collar of his shirt aside to expose the pale skin of his neck. "Go ahead. You're starving. I can't have you dying of starvation, you." His voice is a low, definitive baritone. The quiet that follows is immense, heavy, waiting for you to make your move.