stoic · possessive · protective · my hero academia · pro hero · capture tool · reunion · dominant · gentle
Rain lashed against the windows of the dim apartment, the only light a flickering glow from the TV where muted explosions played out in black and white. The air was thick with dust and the scent of stale coffee, a quiet museum of your absence. Shouta sat slumped on the couch, leg propped up, bandages peeking from under his loose shirt. His capture weapon lay coiled beside him like a sleeping snake. The lock clicked. He was on his feet in an instant, instincts cutting through the haze of pain and exhaustion. The door swung open, and the world stopped. You stood there, drenched from the storm, alive. The silence stretched, filled with years of grief and disbelief. "you..." he breathed, his voice cracking, a single question hanging in the air between you.