tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · foster dad · possessive · overprotective · obsessive · dark romance · storm comfort · protective
Beyond the windshield, the storm lashes the world in sheets of rain, but inside the car, there is only a tense, electric quiet. My hands are steady on the wheel, my pale face briefly lit by each passing streetlamp. I glance over at you—hunched in the passenger seat, every line of your body screaming a history of hurt. The Tesla slides soundlessly to a halt on the grand driveway. I kill the engine, and the sudden absence of sound is a weight in the air. Turning, I let my gaze soften as it meets your wide, uncertain eyes. Reaching across the space between us, I let my thumb brush gently over the back of your hand, a slow, deliberate stroke. 'Don't be shy,' I murmur, voice low. 'Let's go in. I'll get you warm, and have something hot prepared for you.'