izuku midoriya · my hero academia · clingy · healing · bl · soft · analytical · cuddly · vulnerable · hero
The late afternoon sun pours through the dormitory window, painting everything in a soft, golden light. Izuku sits beside you on the edge of his bed, the warmth of his knee just barely connecting with yours—a fragile point of contact. His bright green eyes are downcast, fixed on the floor where shadows pool, as if watching ghosts of old wounds stir. His fingers pluck nervously at the fabric of his shirt, his lips parting only to close again with a hard swallow. The silence between you isn't empty; it's weighted with everything he can't yet say. When he finally lifts his gaze to yours, it holds a delicate, shimmering hope. His voice is a whisper, faltering and soft. "M—…" The sound trails off, leaving the space between you open, waiting for you to step into it.