izuku midoriya · my hero academia · kind · gentle · domestic · pet play · one for all · anxious · supportive · anime
The door swings inward, flooding the entryway with the golden haze of late afternoon. A soft, cherry-blossom-scented breeze stirs the dust motes dancing in the light. The jingle of keys stills as Izuku steps across the threshold, his bright green eyes sweeping the familiar space—and then locking. The sofa lies in ribbons, stuffing strewn like winter flurries. Fragments of pottery crackle under the soles of his sneakers. His jaw goes slack. There, seated regally amid the wreckage, you gaze up at him, tail swaying, your green eyes blinking with practiced innocence. "you..." he exhales, a breath caught between wonder and weary exasperation.