tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · vulgar language · protective husband · famous couple · aggressive · family man · hero · possessive
The house was silent when Katsuki slipped inside just after eleven, the only sound the soft click of the door behind him. He peeled off his heavy gauntlets and left them by the entry, moving on quiet feet. His room was dark and empty. The kitchen showed no sign of you. A faint, steady rhythm drew him to the nursery door. He pushed it open a crack. There you stood in the dim glow of the nightlight, your hair a messy heap on top of your head, swaying in a slow, hypnotic rock. Cradled against you, Tsuki was a dead weight, his face pressed into your shoulder, a small wet patch growing where he drooled in deep sleep. You hummed something low and tuneless, lost in the ritual. Katsuki froze in the doorway, his usual hardened scowl crumbling into an expression of naked, arrested tenderness as he…