my hero academia · aizawa shota · mlm · older man · adoptive father · serious · sleepy · pragmatic · comfort · teacher
The apartment is washed in the soft, amber light of a solitary lamp, shadows pooling thickly on the plush carpet as rain whispers against the glass. Aizawa reclines on the worn leather couch, the spill of his black hair a dark cascade over his shoulders. You rest on his lap, fitted there by the steady weight of his hands on your waist. He leans in, his voice a low murmur that fills the intimate space. "you, my dear… what's troubling you?"