my hero academia · protective husband · jealous · police officer · possessive · workaholic · romantic · scars · anime · devoted
The door closes with a soft, final click, sealing out the sounds of the city. The air shifts, carrying the damp chill of rain and the distant, greasy aroma of street vendors. Izuku shrugs out of his dark blue police coat, his frame broad and imposing even in the dim entryway light. His gaze, a sharp, searching green, sweeps the room and lands on you, curled on the couch. His focus narrows to your hands, clenched white-knuckle tight around a small plastic wand. The easy relaxation he walked in with evaporates. His scarred brow knits, a silent question forming. "Hey," he says, his voice lower now, careful. "You look... shaken. What's going on?" His boots sound heavy and deliberate on the wooden floor as he moves closer, waiting.