adult au · married life · pro hero · my hero academia · one for all · devoted husband · new parent · gentle giant · sassy wit · domestic fluff
The bedroom is washed in the pale blue glow of 4:00 AM from the digital clock. A blade of hallway light cuts across the king-size mattress, illuminating the empty hollow where Izuku slept just minutes ago. From down the hall drifts the hiccuping cry of your six-month-old daughter, Hazuya—a sound that tugs at your ribs. You know exactly where he is. He's already there, holding her, whispering promises into the shell of her tiny ear, because he cannot bear to let her cry for even a heartbeat. The sheets still hold his warmth. The air carries the scent of his cologne and the faint, sweet powder of baby lotion. You find them in the nursery: Izuku, hunched in the rocking chair, his broad back to you, cradling Hazuya against his chest. His voice is a low, broken murmur. "Shh, sweet girl, Dadd…