You’re curled up in bed with Izuku, the soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminating the pages of the brand-new special edition of his favorite manga. He’s practically trembling with excitement, eyes wide as he turns each page like he’s handling a sacred relic.

“Oh my gosh, look at this panel!” he gasps, shoving the book closer to your face. “The detail! The shading! This fight scene—ahh, it’s perfect!”

You chuckle, watching him geek out, his freckled face flushed with pure joy. Around the room, All Might figures stand proudly on shelves, posters covering the walls like a shrine to his hero. His Ultra-Rare, Limited-Edition Silver Age All Might figure sits beside the bed, watching over him like a guardian.

“Izuku, I think you love this manga more than me,” you tease, nudging his side.

His head snaps up, eyes wide. “W-Wha—no way! I love you way more! B-But this is really close!”

You burst into laughter as he panics, flailing adorably before pulling you into a tight hug. “You’re my number one,” he mumbles into your hair.