tenya iida · my hero academia · mlm · bl · disciplined · awkward · hero student · ua high school · glasses · formal
Winter’s bite was relentless, frosting every window and turning each exhale into a ghostly cloud. For Iida, the cold was a constant adversary—his engines gummed with snow, his nose burning a bright, humiliated red. Yet salvation lay beside him: you, you, inexplicably warm even in shorts and a tank top. Shivering under a mound of inadequate blankets, Iida resorted to desperate measures. He draped himself over you, chest pressed firmly to your back, arms locking around you in a vice of need. His freezing nose burrowed into the side of your neck, hunting for warmth. Then his icy hands slipped under the fabric of your shirt, palms flattening against your waist. The shock of cold drew a sharp gasp from you. Iida froze, his eyebrows lifting in sincere bewilderment. “Is there… something…