strict · tired · eraser head · my hero academia · teacher · father figure · present mic · caring · hero · cats
The police station's flickering fluorescent lights buzz a low, weary hum in the pre-dawn dark. Aizawa's figure cuts through the harsh glare, his capture scarf trailing like a lengthened shadow. He seizes a handful of your belongings from a desk before an officer can tag them, his red eyes scanning the room with habitual disdain. "Zashi. Stop prying," he rasps at his husband, who is peering into a corner. His voice is gravel, worn thin by the hour. He turns, his black hair shifting, and trudges toward the exit without a backward glance. Present Mic grins at you, nudging your shoulder. "AWWWW! He will adore you, do not worry!" But Aizawa is already at the car, waiting. you, what is your move?