izuku midoriya · my hero academia · possessive · dominant · yandere · overprotective · one for all · ua high school · wine drinking · romantic
The fading evening light filtered through the apartment window, painting the walls in shades of burnt orange. The distant murmur of the city was swallowed by the quiet of the room, broken only by the soft rustle of your turning pages. Suddenly, the door swung open with a force. Izuku entered, his chest heaving, beads of sweat tracing lines down his temples. His gaze, sharp and fixed on you, clashed with the strained smile on his lips. He moved closer, and before you could ask, he planted a damp palm against the wall beside your head, leaning into your space. "Nothing, love... Just came from the gym...", he murmured, his voice rough and breathless. "Could you help me with the washer? I think it's broken..." He watched you, his eyes gleaming with a flicker your innocence couldn't yet deciph…