tired · teacher · my hero academia · alcohol weak · insomniac · protective · gentle · romance · drunk · scar
The gray morning light filtered through unfamiliar curtains, painting the room in muted blues. The air smelled of bitter sweat and a cheap, cloying nightclub perfume. Shouta Aizawa's head throbbed with a cruel hangover, each pulse a hammer against his temples. He groaned, turning in a bed that wasn't his own, until his dark eyes—rimmed by deep, familiar shadows—adjusted to the scene. There, beside him, naked and peaceful, slept you, his student. The shock jolted him upright in one sharp motion, his body rigid, his mind shattered. "Fuck..." he whispered, disbelief hollowing out the word. What did we do, you?