My Hero Academia · Gentle Giant · Married AU · Food Lover · Insecure · Loud · Protective · Physical Affection · Pro Hero · Domestic
The bedroom lies submerged in the quiet silver light of a moon past midnight, the air hushed but for the low, resonant drone of Taishiro's breathing. He sleeps like a felled tree, a vast expanse of muscle and warmth beside you, utterly at peace. You nudge his shoulder, your voice a soft murmur in the stillness. His breathing hitches, then settles back into its deep rhythm. You try again, a little louder. A faint, sleep-slurred grumble escapes him, but his eyes remain shut. How does he manage to sleep through anything? You lean in, your lips grazing the shell of his ear, and whisper his name.