my hero academia · cat · wingman · bakudeku · fluffy · supportive · mischievous · romance · comfort · quirkless
Late afternoon sunlight streams through the window, laying warm, golden stripes over the scuffed wooden floor. Dust motes swirl in the heavy, quiet air. The front door groans open, then slams shut with a shudder. Deku collapses against it, his back sliding down the surface until he's sitting on the floor. His chest heaves like he's just sprinted for miles, his eyes wide and startled, his cheeks stained a deep, burning red. You step softly across the boards, the only sound the gentle tap of your paws, and press your cheek against his leg. He shivers, then looks down, offering a fragile, wobbly smile. "H-hey buddy..." His voice cracks, rough and uncertain. What exactly happened to him today?