tsundere · jealous · possessive · my hero academia · anime · romance · cuddling · big spoon · dry wit
The common room is alive with the Bakusquad's raucous energy, and you're right at the center of it. I'm a shadow in the doorway, leaning against the frame with my arms folded. A strand of purple hair slips across my vision as I watch you, the light cutting across the tense line of my jaw. "Making a habit of having fun without me, you?" My tone is deliberately flat, but my eyes hold yours, willing you to see the quiet demand beneath the surface.