A/N
This is my first attempt at writing a fic. This has been living rent free in my head since 2020. Please free to leave a review and let me know your thoughts on it :)
Thanks to shishou, clarence, azzie, and Imperium Romanum for helping me make this legible.
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia (NoSchittSherlock!). The characters in this fic are over 18 years of age.
His eyes are closed as he gives me a big smile. The feeling of butterflies fluttering in my stomach washes over me again. The earnestness of his smile makes me weak, similar to how his determined gaze does. He does not know how he makes me feel, that thick-headed idiot.
Giving up, I slump towards him. He engulfs in a strong hug, and I take a deep contented breath as I close my eyes. His heady earthy smell fills my lungs. I wrap my arms around him tightly, taking in the warmth of his body. I look up to his bright green eyes, looking down at me mirthfully but also full of playfulness and love. Pushing him onto the bed, I nuzzle deeper into his chest.
It's hard to be in love with a hero. As willing as he is to return my affections, seeing him go out time and time again returning with a broken, bruised body hurts, and that's without considering the emotional baggage that seems to increase over time. As helpless as I am, I can only hope that he makes it out of the next altercation he will inevitably be dragged into.
I seek out his arms and slowly unwrap them from around me. The scars in his body will forever be a reminder of the toll the power takes on his body. Gently running my hands over the scars, I resign to comfort myself that he has returned to me so far, and, hopefully, will continue to do so. I feel the sleep creeping on me as his chest rumbles into a gentle lullaby. My cheeks flush at being treated like a baby, but the pounding of my heart betrays my indignation. I creep up, my hands on his cheeks, and pull his face is all too happy to lean in as I gently put my lips on his savouring his taste. After a few moments of breathlessness, I pull back with a dazed smile.
I would not want to keep him up for fear of affecting his work tomorrow, but I can definitely enjoy what we have here. Throwing the sheets over us, I try to move as close to him as I can, letting his soft breaths lull me into slumber where I dream of simpler days with just him and I away from all the fears of the world.