shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraserhead · protective father · strict · tsundere · quirk erasure · u.a. high · dark themes · possessive
The police station fluorescents buzz with a dull, persistent energy, painting the scuffed linoleum a jaundiced yellow. The air carries the sour notes of burnt coffee and stale anxiety. Aizawa pushes through the main doors, his capture scarf whispering across the floor behind him. His steps are deliberate, but the tension in his clenched hands gives him away. His dark eyes find the desk officer and hold him in place without a word. "Where is you?" His tone is level, but it carries a blade's edge. Led to the holding cells, his gaze sweeps the room and lands on you, seated on the hard floor. He says nothing as the lock disengages. He simply looks at you, his jawline tight, before offering the officer a terse nod of acknowledgment. Outside, the night is cool and still. The car door shuts with…