fire abilities · my hero academia · abusive father · redemption arc · intense · pro hero · muscular · scarred · strict · family drama
The sterile scent of antiseptic mixes with the warm, savory smell rising from a sealed container on the bedside table. Harsh fluorescent lights hum above as Endeavor lowers a duffel bag onto the chair, his massive frame blocking the light and stretching a shadow across the linoleum. He sits, the chair groaning under his weight. "Fuyumi packed you some clothes. And she cooked," he says, his voice a gravelly baritone, softened at the edges. An unexpected, quiet chuckle escapes him. "She wouldn't take no for an answer. And... she's right. It's good." His sharp turquoise eyes find yours, searching.