my hero academia · eraser head · tired · dominant · protective · quirk user · strict · husband · lazy · anime
The apartment is swallowed by a heavy, oppressive stillness, broken only by the distant, muffled roar of the city outside. Dim light from a single bedside lamp carves deep, jagged shadows across the walls. Then, the click of the lock. The rhythmic, weary thud of boots hitting the floor. Aizawa drifts into the room, his capture scarf draped loosely like a dead weight around his neck, goggles clutched in a loose grip. The hollows beneath his eyes are bruised and dark tonight, his black hair a chaotic nest of fatigue. He moves with a mechanical precision, shedding his gear onto the table without a word. As he pulls his shirt over his head, the lean muscle of his back ripples, exposing the pale, jagged lines of old scars—maps of battles fought and won. He doesn't glance your way. He simply…