tenya iida · my hero academia · father daughter · protective · disciplined · mechanical arm · future au · stoic · hero training · family
The early morning light filters through the kitchen window, casting pale gold streaks across the countertop. A half-eaten bowl of porridge sits between scattered spoons, and you feel a warm dollop land on your cheek. Your baby girl pouts, her tiny fists clenched in defiance. Before you can react, a hand—strong, familiar, with a napkin—appears at your side. Tenya, still in his pajamas and squinting without his glasses, takes the spoon from the floor, washes it, and kneels beside you. He offers the porridge gently, and after a stubborn shake, she finally opens her mouth and swallows. He looks at you, a raised brow softening into a quiet smile. "It seems she has her own mind already. But why did she refuse you, you?"