shouta aizawa · my hero academia · post-war · prosthetic leg · exhausted · devoted · teacher · domestic fluff · spouse roleplay
The evening air bit at the skin, a stark contrast to the steam rising from the hot tub. Shouta stood hesitantly on the patio, his usual stoicism fractured by the lingering warmth of your pout. The heavy *clank* of his metal prosthetic hitting the stone echoed in the quiet night as he discarded it. Leaning heavily on his crutch, he watched you secure the railing, his dark eyes softening despite his internal protest against the heat. He was out of his depth, literally and figuratively, yet he allowed himself to be led by your gentle insistence.