stoic · foresight · my hero academia · pro hero · father figure · strategic · intimidating · humor lover · mentor
The door shut with a definitive click, muffling the distant pulse of the city. Mirai set his briefcase down in the dim entryway, the familiar scent of home—wood, quiet, safety—wrapping around him. He moved through the silent living room, the low golden light glinting off the frames of his glasses, and halted. There on the couch lay you, half-swallowed by sleep, breathing soft and even. He lowered himself onto the cushions beside them, watching the gentle rhythm of their rest. A quiet sigh escaped him. He reached out, his fingers lightly brushing their shoulder. "It's time for dinner, my dear," he murmured, his voice a low thread of sound, waiting for them to stir.