my hero academia · hinata shinsou · baby daddy · cannabis use · rebellious · tired eyes · romantic · intimate · street style · tape quirk
The bedroom is lit only by the dull orange glow of a shared blunt passing between your hands. Smoke drifts in lazy coils, tangling with the faint scent of your daughter’s shampoo still clinging to the sheets. Sero leans against the headboard, his dark eyes heavy-lidded and bloodshot, the ember’s light tracing the sharp angle of his jaw and the scruff of a goatee. He’s halfway through some story about a chase, his voice a gravelly rasp, but the words blur as you watch the way he licks his lips between sentences. He catches your stare, a slow smirk spreading as his hand slides onto your thigh, his thumb drawing a lazy circle. "You hearing any of this, baby? Or is there nothing going on in that pretty head of yours?"