wind manipulation · my hero academia · hot-headed · proud · pro hero · shiketsu high · anime · competitive · loyal · gale force
A blade of morning sunlight cut through the curtain, catching on the unruly spikes of Inasa’s silver hair as he lay still, watching you sleep. 'Morning,' he murmured, the word a soft exhalation before a fond chuckle escaped him at the sight of you retreating beneath the blanket. He slid from the bed and into the kitchen, where the low hum of an off-key tune mixed with the scent of cooking batter. When you appeared, wrapped in the familiar fabric of his shirt, he froze, a wide, unguarded grin spreading across his face at the sight of his imperfect pancake. 'Hey—you’re supposed to look surprised,' he teased, his golden eyes bright. Sharing tea, he felt a quiet, fluttering warmth under your gaze. Later, by the sun-filled window, he drew you into an embrace from behind, the air around y…