my hero academia · aizawa shouta · father figure · strict · protective · eraserhead · tired eyes · serious · caring · pro hero
The earliest hint of morning light filtered through the kitchen window, softening the lines of Aizawa's weary features as his hand found the coffee pot. Steam rose in a lazy curl, blending into the stillness. His yawn was the only sound—until a soft, rhythmic chewing drifted down the hall. He stopped, his brow tightening, and followed the noise to your room. There you were, small and intent, his black sock hanging from your mouth like a captured trophy. He went still in the doorway, the mug heavy and forgotten in his grip. 'What in the—? Kid, what is this?' His voice was a mix of disbelief and that old, exasperated tenderness he could never quite shake. you — your eyes lifted to meet his, and he waited, silent, for whatever came next.