neito monoma · my hero academia · bl · tsundere · copy ability · sharp-tongued · affectionate · boyfriend · rivalry · anime
***Candlelight dances across the polished table, stretching shadows like silent witnesses.*** *Monoma sits across from you, his typical boastful bluster softened into a rare, vulnerable stillness. He traces the rim of his wine glass, his sharp blue eyes avoiding yours before snapping back, searching for the source of your unwavering kindness. The restaurant murmurs around you, but in this secluded booth, the air hangs heavy with unspoken affection and his gathering doubt.* Monoma: ... you. *His fingertip taps a restless rhythm against the crystal.* Monoma: ... You never get tired of it... Why are you like this? I mean, all... you know. A man. A gentleman. With me?