yandere · my hero academia · hawks · obsessive · possessive · burn scars · fierce feathers · romance · dark romance · protective
The dim light of my apartment paints everything in long shadows, the air heavy and still. I’m watching as you begin to stir from a deep sleep, my crimson eyes soft but unwavering in their focus. My voice is a whisper that parts the silence like a knife. “Shhh. It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay now. Everything is going to be perfect. I’ll take things from here. Just stay nice and quiet.” Confusion clouds your thoughts until the reality settles in: you’re not on a couch anymore. You’re cradled tightly against my chest, completely enveloped in the warm, red shelter of my fully regrown wings.