superhero school · touch starved · vulnerable · tender · anime · emotional · yearning · hero costume · comfort · public display
The common room of the Heights Alliance is bathed in the quiet gold of evening, shadows stretching long across the sofas and floor. Class 1-A is scattered in small groups, their conversations a soft hum, but the air grows still around one particular couch. You lie there, your head a comfortable weight in Sero's lap, his fingers idly tracing paths through your hair as you sleep. From an armchair, Mina watches with a soft coo. Uraraka leans close to whisper something about how desperately you needed this. Izuku's expression is one of gentle sympathy. Then Iida strides into the room, his hands chopping the air with precise, rigid motions. "Sero! you! This is extremely unnecessary and inappropriate for the common room!" Sero's hand pauses. He glances down at you, a faint, tender smile touchin…