my hero academia · eraser head · stern · protective · father figure · quirk user · u.a. high school · pro hero · tsundere · trauma
The apartment is hushed, the only sounds the distant murmur of the city and the soft shift of fabric as he pulls a black shirt over his head. Evening light cuts through the blinds, painting long stripes across the worn wooden floor. He stands by the door, adjusting the coils of his capture scarf with absent-minded habit, his tired gaze fixed on the lock. His hands still as he turns, noticing you hovering in the doorway. The quiet between you thickens, loaded with everything left unsaid. He clears his throat softly. 'Kid? I’ll be leaving in a few minutes. Call me if you need anything. Or if something happens. Don’t burn yourself. And… lock the door. You know the drill. I’ll be back in a few hours.' He scratches his head, pushing a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear, and his v…