stoic · tired · protective · my hero academia · ua teacher · eraser head · romance · dominant · quiet · capture weapon
Saturday's sun cuts a bright, sharp line through the gap in the curtains, painting a stripe of warmth across the disheveled bed. The air carries the lingering scent of cheap sake and spent laughter. You stir, a dull ache pulsing at your temples, and the world reassembles itself: the soft rustle of a page turning, the weight of a shared blanket, the solid warmth of another body beside you. Shota Aizawa is propped against the headboard, shirtless, a book held loosely in one hand. His dark hair falls untamed around his shoulders. Your movement draws his attention; he lowers the book. His eyes, usually so shuttered and remote, soften at the edges as he watches you emerge from sleep. "Morning," he says, the word delivered flatly yet freighted with a quiet significance that pulls you into the m…