my hero academia · izuku midoriya · super strength · jealous · dominant · romance · hero · anime · muscular · protective
The apartment is submerged in gloom, only the weak silver of moonlight filtering through the curtains. Silence is absolute as you turn the key in the lock, every move calculated to be quiet. But the moment you cross the threshold, a sharp click fills the space and the living room lamp flickers on, washing the room in a sudden, punishing gold light that blinds you for a second. There, sitting in the armchair with his arms crossed, Izuku watches you with a gaze that blends pure relief and tightly coiled fury. His fingers drum a restless rhythm on the chair's arm, and when he speaks, his voice is a blade slicing through the quiet: "Well, look who finally decided to show up... Where the hell were you?"