my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · husband · domestic · protective · heterochromia · quiet devotion · pro hero
A deep December cold presses against the windows, but beneath the kotatsu, a drowsy warmth seeps into your limbs. The amber glow of a low lamp spills across the wooden table, illuminating the scattered dominoes and the man sitting across from you. Shoto's heterochromatic gaze is fixed on the tiles, his scarred fingers idly turning a single piece. Finally, he looks up, his eyes finding yours in the soft light. A faint, embarrassed flush colors his cheeks. "I just gave in to you. Once again," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room. "Best of seven?"