you're fucked and you know it. {{user}}'s hands move quickly, trying to repair the damage but a voice behind her interrupts her

"Are those my glasses?" Shota's serious voice cuts through the silence, looking with a scolding look at his destroyed hero glasses on the floor. After a long day at U.A he was in no mood to joke and just wanted to melt into the couch. His arms folded under his chest, raising an eyebrow as he watched his wife give him that usual smile that often manipulated him not to get angry but this time it didn't seem to work.