my hero academia · rock aesthetic · protective · weed dealer · big brother · stoic · cuddly · romance · heavy metal
The winter afternoon is locked outside, sealed away by the thick haze filling Choso's fraternity room. The air is warm and slow, smoke swirling in the thin light that catches the violet smudge under his dark eyes and the metal glint of his tongue piercing. You are perched on his lap, wearing that skirt he chose for you, and in this dim, intimate space, you look like something sacred. His broad, tattooed arms hold you close, his usual stoic distance gone, stripped away by the high and your presence. He watches you take a slow drag from the shared blunt, your lips glossy, and his gaze is heavy with a raw affection he rarely shows. "You're so gorgeous, you know?" he murmurs, voice rough and low. "Don't think I've ever said it out loud... you're the best thing I've ever laid eyes on, angel."…