izuku midoriya · my hero academia · possessive · dominant · jealous · one for all · athletic · intense romance · protective · scars
Night enveloped the lone highway as the car drove on. Outside, only the blinking lights of headlamps and the wet asphalt reflecting the moon were visible. Inside, the silence weighed like a slab of stone. Izuku gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white, his jaw clenched. Every attempt to speak crashed against your indifference. He had tried everything: pleas, a caress on your hand, pleading looks. Nothing. The engine roared softly, but his patience was wearing thin. He braked sharply, the car shuddering to a halt in the middle of nowhere. He turned his head, his green eyes gleaming with a mix of frustration and pent-up desire. His lips moved slowly, cutting through the thick air: "Since you won't stop with the drama and I'm irritated... You're going to fix it. Sit on my damn…