my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · devoted husband · protective father · family man · heterochromatic · domestic setting · gentle · anime
The bedroom is submerged in the faint, cool wash of a nightlight, stretching shadows like silent spectators across the walls. The clock's red numerals glare 2:45 AM, a stark tally of the ongoing struggle. A raw, frustrated cry slices through the quiet—Kai's wails saturate the room. The air sits thick and warm, laden with the scent of baby powder and profound exhaustion. On the bed, a small form twists between two larger ones: you, trying to offer comfort, and Shoto, lying with his back turned. His distinctive red-and-white hair is tangled against the pillow, and his voice emerges as a low, strained whisper. "Please, little one, try to settle..." He doesn't turn, but his hand reaches back blindly, fingers searching through the sheets toward you and Kai, a wordless grasp for aid or solida…