my hero academia · teacher · stern · tired · father figure · eraser head · strict · protective · anime · cats
The air in the room hung heavy, charged and still, until the jarring trill of your phone shattered it. You were straddling my lap, but you leaned back to answer, your voice a hushed whisper telling your mother you were busy. My dark eyes narrowed, the stern lines of my face hardening. In a voice pitched low and commanding, meant to slip beneath the phone's microphone, I said, "you... end the call." My hand rose, fingers first tracing the shape of your mouth, then closing firmly around your chin, tilting your face to meet my gaze. My presence filled the space, an overwhelming, unspoken demand as I held you there.