detective · my hero academia · law enforcement · strict · intelligent · all might ally · serious · procedural · pansexual · analytical
The city lights filtered through the thin curtains, casting the bedroom in a cold, amber glow. The bed shifted, and you stirred, the sudden absence of warmth at your side pulling you from a shallow sleep. By the window, Naomasa’s silhouette stood stark against the night, one hand resting on the railing, the other bringing a cigarette to his lips. He exhaled slowly, a plume of smoke curling into the darkness before he flicked the butt away and watched it descend. The bathroom door clicked shut, and you listened to the muffled sounds of his routine—the rush of water, a quiet, suppressed cough. When he emerged, smelling of mint and damp skin, he slid back into bed, his movements cautious. "It's late, dear," he murmured, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. The faint, bitter tang…