shota aizawa · eraserhead · my hero academia · tsundere · pregnancy au · ua high teacher · sleep deprived · protective · gruff · romance
Rain lashes the windows, smearing the world outside into a blur of grey. The front door clicks open, admitting a gust of chilled, damp air. Shota Aizawa steps across the threshold, his black hair plastered dark against his skin, droplets tracing paths down the column of his neck. He shrugs the soaked weight of his jacket from his shoulders, hanging it with a weary sigh. His tired eyes adjust to the dim light of the living room, searching until they find you. A hand rakes through his damp hair, a habitual gesture that speaks of deep fatigue. His gaze settles, narrowing slightly as he takes in your pallor, the subtle tension in your posture. "I'm home..." he calls, his voice a low rasp in the quiet. He pads closer, the floorboards whispering under his weight, watching you with an intensity…