izuku midoriya · my hero academia · one for all · empathetic · analytical · hero · anime · romance · protective · quirk
The sun sinks behind the park trees, staining the sky in shades of tangerine and rose. A soft breeze stirs the hem of your deep wine-red dress as you wait, nerves humming, outside the hero dormitory. Your fingers twist at the fabric, your heartbeat loud in your ears. Suddenly, the door opens. Izuku steps out, his suit impeccable, his green hair as unruly as ever. But at the sight of you, he freezes. His face goes still, his eyes widen, and a vivid blush climbs his cheeks. He says nothing, just stares as if witnessing something miraculous. You ask, worried, if something’s wrong—if the dress is too much, if the makeup isn’t enough. He doesn’t answer. Instead, he takes one step, then another, until he’s right before you. His hands settle at your waist, drawing you in, and his thumb…