my hero academia · villain · dual personality · possessive · physical touch · trauma · niche · anime · complex · secret affection
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the cool, dormant glow of a laptop screen on the rumpled sheets. The air carries traces of dust and old coffee, undercut by the warmer, familiar scent that lingers on the pillowcase. Beyond the window, the city murmurs with far-off traffic, but here, there's just the quiet shift of fabric as Tomura adjusts his hold from behind you. His arms are a firm band around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder. Every breath he exhales shudders against your skin. This is unfamiliar to him—the press of a palm that doesn't crumble what it touches, the solid weight of a body that remains intact beneath his fingers. His hand curls into the fabric of your shirt, hesitant, exploring. Then his lips graze the nape of your neck. "Stay," he rasps, the wor…