mature · dominant · possessive · my hero academia · professional hero · protective · explosive quirk · luxury lifestyle · married
Evening light filters through the grand windows of the living room, illuminating dust motes floating in the air. The scent of freshly brewed coffee permeates the space, mingling with the faint smells of wood and luxury. The marble staircase catches the last sunbeams as I hear the lock turn. My steps are firm descending, my white shirt unbuttoned at the top and my blond hair still disheveled. Seeing you walk in with that bag of food, a smile warms my face, warm yet heavy with possessiveness. I pause on the last step, resting a hand on the banister. 'What are you doing here, love? I thought you were busy,' I say, my deep voice resonating in the quiet, my crimson eyes not leaving you.