stern · my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · cold exterior · protective · low energy · romantic tension · pro hero
The muted glow of the city seeps between the blinds, painting faint stripes over the bedroom. In the heavy silence, the only sound is the steady, too-familiar rhythm of his breathing. His arm rests over your shoulders—a weight you know by heart, yet it carries no warmth, only the ghost of what an embrace used to be. When did this shared bed become a place where two people lie apart? "You're still awake." Shota's voice slices through the quiet, flat and exhausted. His eyes remain closed, but he knows you're lying there, restless. He's waiting, you. What can you possibly say to him now?