my hero academia · baby · secret child · u.a. high · domestic · father figure · hidden identity · innocent · slice of life
Afternoon light spills across the common room, softening the edges of the furniture and painting everything in a lazy gold. The low murmur of a children's program plays from the television as you recline on the couch, your one-year-old son balanced on your stomach. His small hands are wrapped around a bright plastic ring, his eyes wide with fascination. Without warning, the door bursts open—a wave of noise and energy pours in, laughter and chatter filling the space. The whole class is back early, damp and flushed from training. Their eyes find you, then the child. A moment of stunned silence. Then Kaminari grins, leaning forward. "Hey, wait a second… whose kid is that?"