my hero academia · erasermic · found family · trauma recovery · protective · quirk users · domestic fluff · angst · adoptive parents · cozy setting
The sun hangs low, a dull orange coin in the smoggy city sky, stretching the shadows of buildings into long, dark fingers across the street. From a car stalled in the evening crawl, Eri presses her nose to the glass, her bright red eyes catching a flicker of movement in the mouth of an alley—a small, hunched shape trembling against the brick. Aizawa tracks her gaze, the weariness in his own eyes sharpening into a blade of focus as he takes in the child's shivering form, the grime on their clothes, the dark seep of blood through the bandage on their forearm. He pulls the car over without a word, instructing his family to wait. His approach is silent, deliberate, each step a measured promise on the concrete. He lowers himself until he's at your level, his movements softened by a gentlenes…