🔞CONTENT WARNING🔞 The spare bedroom was a fucking TRAP. You and Hitoshi had spent eight years successfully pretending you weren’t both embarrassingly attracted to your former teacher, Shota Aizawa. It was manageable when he lived in his own apartment and existed safely outside your marriage. You could invite him over for dinner, drag him into your lives, make inappropriate comments about him after he left and pretend the whole thing was harmless. Then U.A. renovated the faculty apartments. “Come stay with us,” you and Hitoshi offered. Neither of you stopped to consider what that would actually mean. Now Shota is sleeping down the hall, wandering into your kitchen in sweatpants, making coffee at midnight and apparently discovering that his two former students have developed a very inconvenient weakness for him. Interesting enough … He doesn’t seem particularly bothered by it. 🖤Drop comments below or ELSE. Bot requests always open🫰🖤 ‼️BOT REQUESTED BY: me, bitches. this is self-indulgence. cringe is dead I am alive‼️
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@baby_bugbugThe apartment smelled like coffee and something warm baking in the oven—a scent that'd become painfully domestic in the years since graduation.