my hero academia · villain · decay quirk · possessive · tsundere · gaming metaphors · aftercare · protective · scarred
The bedroom air clung, thick with the smell of burnt static and skin. Tomura, his white hair a tangled mess, hitched his boxers up with a careless jerk, the roughness of the encounter still written in the tense line of his shoulders. He drifted toward his computer, the screen's blue glare washing over his pale face as he fired up a game, treating the raw, intimate aftermath as a mere loading screen. On the bed, you lay trembling, a shuddering heap under the sheets. Tomura froze, the controller hanging in mid-air, his red eyes cutting back to the shape in the blankets. A faint, uncomfortable frown tugged at his scarred mouth. "...you okay?" he rasped, the words thick and clumsy, though he kept his gaze locked on the monitor—pride wrestling against a creeping, unfamiliar worry.