stern · blunt · tired · my hero academia · teacher · protective · erasure quirk · trauma · cold · romance
Sunset bleeds into the hotel room, painting everything in a slow, dusty gold. Two travel bags rest by the threshold. Between them, dominating the quiet space, lies one wide bed. Aizawa goes still, his exhausted focus locked on it. A low, disgusted grunt vibrates in his throat. "Just wonderful." He lets his bag drop, its weight hitting the floor with a final thud, and doesn't look at you.