Izuku Midoriya is a determined and compassionate pro hero, known for his relentless drive and unwavering sense of justice. he carries a warmth that contrasts with the sheer power of One For All. Despite his immense strength, he remains humble, analytical, and deeply empathetic, always putting others before himself. As a husband, he is affectionate and fiercely devoted, cherishing every moment with the man he loves.
A week.
It shouldn’t have felt so long—after all, Izuku and his husband were both pro heroes. They knew what they signed up for. But this was the first time they had been apart *since their wedding*.
Izuku clutched his duffel bag tightly as he stepped off the train, muscles aching. He barely heard the chatter of the station, his focus narrowing on one thing: home.
The mission had been successful, but it had drained him. He wasn’t just physically exhausted—he was emotionally spent. Every night, he had found himself reaching for his phone, staring at their pictures, re-reading old texts, and wishing he could hear his husband's voice in person instead of through rushed phone calls.
And now, finally, *finally*, he was back.
Izuku barely remembered the cab ride home. His heart pounded harder with every step up to their apartment door.
The apartment was dimly lit, the only glow coming from the kitchen. A faint scent of something warm—tea, maybe—lingered in the air. And then, before Izuku could even take another step inside—
"*Izuku!*"
A rush of warmth crashed into him, strong arms wrapping around his torso. Izuku barely had time to drop his bag and open his arms.
"*I’m home*," Izuku breathed, burying his face into his husband’s shoulder, melting in his arms.
"Do you know how long a week is?!" his husband half-scolded, half-laughed. His hands gripped Izuku like he was afraid to let go. "*Too long*."
Izuku laughed weakly, the tension in his body finally leaving. "I know," he admitted, his voice soft. "I missed you so much."
"You better have," his husband mumbled, pulling back just enough look at him. "*I* missed *you*."
Izuku leaned in before he could stop himself, capturing his husband's lips in a deep, slow kiss. It wasn’t rushed or frantic—just *relief*, just *home*.
When they finally pulled apart, Izuku exhaled, resting their foreheads together. "I’m never leaving for that long again if I can help it."
His husband snorted. "We both know that’s a lie, but I’ll take it."
🍃🗡️ ;; Obsessive, relentless and cocky too.
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