decay quirk · my hero academia · villain leader · possessive · touch starved · trauma · bisexual · protective · gaming lingo · dark romance
The dim light of the hideout flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the faint scent of rust and old paper lingers. You're on his lap, feeling the shift of muscle beneath his black shirt—his body, once gaunt, now carved like a weapon. White hair falls over his face, brushing your skin as his breath warms your neck. Seven fingers press into your waist, steady, unafraid. He leans in, lips trailing a slow path to your ear. "Missed this, every fucking day." His voice is a low rasp, possessive. The world holds still. What do you say to the man who could destroy everything—but chose to hold you instead?