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crematedcarnations · 2 years

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dabi/lov-centric fic recs!

wooo it's fic rec time again!!! most of these r gonna be dabi or toya-centric, but there's like one or two that's aren't. lots of manga spoilers, especially considering how much of them are dabi-centric. you can find bnha recs in general here. once again, recs under the cut. onwards!

the one where Touya takes their siblings with them when they ditch their dad - timefire25

teen and up, no archive warnings apply, gen

ongoing, 27/?, 37,612 words

summary:

"Oh, look at me, my name's Touya Todoroki, I'm walking around with fresh second degree burns and claiming I'm uninjured. What's your problem?!"

Touya was more offended by that impression than anything.

"I don't sound like that. Right, Shouto?"

But Shouto was no longer next to them.

"Sit down somewhere. If you pass out from the pain I don't want you to get a concussion. You've got enough brain damage already."

Touya opened their mouth to retort something, but remembered all the times they've taken a hit to the head - be it from Endeavor, some asshole villain (who was not Endeavor), the goddamn cupboard or a book Natsuo had thrown at them once - and closed it again. He probably had a point there. They sat down on the ground and Natsuo went to get the medical supplies.

Or, Touya is toeing the line between vigilante and villain, Fuyumi tries to keep her family safe and discovers her secret passion for hacking, Natsuo is surprisingly good at patching people up for a ten-year-old, Shouto just wants his soba, and Aizawa + Yamada accidentally adopts all of them

[POV alters between Touya and Aizawa]

personal opinion/extra:

lovely fic! v entertaining, with found family, hurt/comfort, angst, and fluff, all in one. there's also a cat. who doesn't like cats?

My Blood - Monkey45214

not rated, graphic depictions of violence, gen

ongoing, 19/?, 28,906 words

summary:

Dabi sometimes forgot Todoroki Touya. He was so embroiled in his new role of villainy, it barely registered there were people who knew him as Touya. Dabi didn’t think they would recognize him though.

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Touya woke up disoriented in a hospital bed. What the hell happened?

***de-aged Dabi***

personal opinion/extra:

yes, a de-aged dabi fic. personally i find them delightful, so long as they're well-done. definitely suggest reading the tags on this one before diving in.

Truthful Conspiracies - AshEclipse_Playz

a series! ongoing, but the first work is completed. ratings and what not will be from the first part

general audiences, creator chose not to use archive warnings, m/m (hotwings/dabihawks)

complete, one-shot, 7,939 words

summary of the first fic:

"It’s not often Endeavor mentions his children, but when he does, he often mentions that he had three children, me being his biggest pride.”

Shouto’s face on the screen seemed neutrally blank, but Dabi could tell that he wasn’t at all ok. The little twitches in his eyes was all he needed as a hint.

Taking a deep breath, Shouto continues. “What hasn’t been said is that he used to have one more child… my eldest brother, Touya Todoroki.”

It started when Shouto reached 100k followers on his conspiracy theory channel. He exposes the Hero Public Safety Commission, Endeavor, and makes one phone call, which made him break down into tears. Happy tears of course!

personal opinion/extra:

i feel like it starts off a bit more on the crack/light-hearted side, but towards the end it heads into the more serious part of the fic. definitely an entertaining read! i'm looking forward to the future additions to the series. while the dabihawks is part of the fic, it's brought up in one of shoto's conspiracy videos, but it is actually a thing.

Toga Steals Children, Eri Steals Hearts - S_C_G

another series! currently 5 works, (all one-shots) and likely more to come.

majority of the works are rated teen, one is general audiences. no archive warnings apply/creator chose not to use archive warnings. mostly gen, although one work is rated multi. however there doesn't seem to be much romance or anything going on

5 works, ongoing, 8,233 words

series summary:

Before the heroes can stage their raid on the Shie Hassaikai, Toga Himiko makes off with Eri. As the league gains a little sister and the heroes scramble to find her, things start to change. Only time will tell if it's for the better.

Updates Some Weekends.

first work summary:

Himiko's going stir crazy hanging around these lame Yakuza goons. To avoid snapping and stabbing her "allies" she sneaks off to explore. Maybe she'll find a nice knife or two she can steal on the way. Eh, that small sad child will work just as well. Shiggy probably won't mind.

personal opinion/extra:

yes. it's an 'eri gets adopted by the league of villains' series. it's delightful and i highly suggest reading it.

Of chocolate, films, and somber secrets - MintyCrystal

teen and up, no archive warnings apply, gen

complete, one-shot, 829 words

summary:

Midoriya's first Christmas with the League.

All fluff and crack, no angst here, just idiots being a family. A scary, morally questionable, and unorthodox family, but a family nonetheless.

Featuring: Dabi being a good sibling, dunking on Christmas movies, baking mishaps, and quite a bit of screaming.

For my friend daylight!

personal opinion/extra:

short but sweet. absolutely delightful fic with izuku celebrating christmas w/ the league. entirely fluff and crack, highly suggest it if you're looking for something nice with found family.

I Left the Cameras Running - DeerstalkerDeathFrisbee

general audiences, no archive warnings apply, gen + m/m (dabihawks/hotwings- not the main focus and doesn't affect the plot much)

complete, one-shot, 4,054 words

summary:

“So, just checking, you know I’m not actually Endeavor. I just played him on tv one time,” Touya says flatly as he fidgets with the ropes binding his wrists. “Shut up!” Kidnapper 1 says, “We know that!” He follows this up by muttering “We know that now,” to himself, which does not inspire confidence.

Todoroki Touya did not intend to become famous. Or an actor. Or a famous actor. But sometimes the stars align just right for you to give a huge metaphorical middle finger to your evil dad in a very public way while laughing your ass off and rolling around in a literal pile of money because you took your first paycheck to the bank and had them give it back to you in the smallest notes possible just to make your childish roll-around-in-a-pile-of-spite-money dreams come true.

personal opinion/extra:

au where toya becomes an actor, kind of on accident. and then he gets kidnapped. definitely give this fic a read, it's hilarious.

sing (for me) - Obsidian_Arrowhead

teen and up, graphic depictions of violence, gen

complete, one-shot, 1,653 words

summary:

It's ingrained in his very bones (but did he ever want it to be?).

personal opinion/extra:

this one. this one hurt. hurt with little to no comfort. basically, dabi knows how to play the piano, but there's a lot of bad memories attached to it. and they end up getting dragged to the surface when he's with the league. definitely read the tags before reading.

We got the fire, and we're burning one hell of a something. - Kasuna_Kotonoha

general audiences, creator chose not to use archive warnings, gen + m/m + other (hinted tddk that can be perceived platonically, and rei/endeavor)

complete, one-shot, 3,081 words

summary:

At age eight, Touya Todoroki becomes the de facto caretaker of his siblings. Sure, his father hired cooks and nannies and babysitters, but it was Touya who actually took care of them.

Fuyumi, bless her, tries to help, and she does take some of the weight off his shoulders, but Touya bears most of the burden and responsibility. He knows the nannies and babysitters aren’t going to report anything to the police, despite how obvious everything was.

Rei Todoroki dies giving birth to Shoto. This changes everything.

What if Touya Todoroki was the one who ended up in a mental hospital

personal opinion/extra:

ow. plenty of hurt, with lots of comfort to balance it out. definitely suggest reading this fic if you like the todofam and aus where dabi isn't attempting to murder his family. obviously, read the tags. this is the todoroki family we're dealing with, after all.

This is Family (Welcome Home) - MarksOnBark

another series. not all the works are dabi-centric, but i still highly suggest this. it's well written and enjoyable, and the ocs are inserted well imo.

teen and up, no archive warnings apply, gen + m/m + other (depends on the fic, but there's dabihawks, erasermic, tddk, and some of the ocs have their own relationships)

completed, 6 works, 45,048 words

series summary:

As Hawks hires employees for his agency, he accidentally finds himself a found family.

first work summary:

"There aren’t many things that the Commission allowed Hawks to control. His training, his diet, his hero name, his appearance, the name of his agency, hell, the decor in his apartment had all been chosen and controlled by them. One of the few things they left to him, outside of a few of their agents who kept office in his building, was who he hired. Sure, they sent him reams of resumes of presumably pre-approved applicants, but they never explicitly told him that he had to select from those lists. So when he could, Hawks would do as he wished when it came to staffing. He hadn’t meant to primarily hire people with mutant quirks. Honest. Or accidentally build a family. Really."

Or, five times Hawks chose his family, and one time they chose him.

personal opinon/extra:

WOO FOUND FAMILY gotta love it. can you tell it's by far one of my favorite tropes? probably. definitely suggest this series! it's super entertaining and just. mmmm. dabi redemption is nice, as well. not exactly a solid ending, but i don't believe that's entirely possible, nor is it necessary. i appreciate the openness on the ending in this series. ends on a hopeful note and it's left open-ended.

serpent's dance - yuri_plicatsky

teen and up, no archive warnings apply, gen

complete, one-shot, 816 words

summary:

Sometimes Himiko feels better in other people's bodies.

- Toga seems to spend a lot of time outside her own skin. It'd be a shame if that impacted how she felt about her own body.

BTHB prompt: body image issues

personal opinion/extra:

short hurt/comfort fic, ft. dabi being a decent sibling (well, to toga at least. i like to think they have a somewhat sibling-y relationship) and some insecurities. i suggest reading the tags before reading.

if i catch fire then i change my aim (throw my troubles at the world again) - unova

teen and up, no archive warnings apply, gen

complete, one-shot, 4,669 words

summary:

“Oh,” Dabi finally mumbled, still a bit surprised at Eri’s revelation. He considered his next words carefully as the bitter voice in the depths of his heart taunted him, reminded him that he could relate to the young girl. “My… my father’s not a great person, either.”

personal opinion/extra:

dabi and eri bonding. i love them :) they make me so happy. give it a read, it's fantastic.

Compress, take the wheel - Present-Mics-scream (write_your_way_out)

general audiences, no archive warnings apply, gen

complete, one-shot, 1,065 words

summary:

Car sickness is the bane of Dabi's existence. The league won't let him forget it, and Spinner is driving again.

personal opinion/extra:

just some delightful league shenanigans. ft. some dadpress. love them

Came for the patricide, stayed for the waffles - The_Helay

teen and up audiences, no archive warnings apply, gen + m/m (eraserdust. definitely seems like more of shigaraki having a fan boy crush than anything else.)

complete, one-shot, 10,719 words

summary:

Endeavor has managed to push Shouto too far by doing the unthinkable, burning the All Might comic he'd received as a birthday present.

Now the number two hero must die. Shouto sets out to attain his goal of becoming fatherless. However, some people he meets at a certain bar disagree with his plans.

Hold on, what do they mean he's being kidnapped?

personal opinion/extra:

if i'm being entirely honest, it's been a while since i've read this fic and my memory is awful. i don't remember all that much but i definitely know i enjoyed it. basically shoto wants to kill endeavor, ends up finding the league, is 'kidnapped' but is it really kidnapping if the victim doesn't care?? (/j) and. yeah things happen. at least that's what i remember

Emo Coat and Edgy Staples - LifeOfMystery

teen and up, no archive warnings apply, gen

complete, 3/3, 10,062 words

summary:

A soft giggle reached his ears and Touya bolted upright. He had definitely gone to sleep alone last night, and he wasn’t expecting any visitors.

And yet, for some reason Toga Himiko was sitting in front of him, peering with eager joy into his eyes.

Pro hero Kasai wakes up in the League of Villain's headquarters with a new coat, new scars and a strange bird on the phone.

personal opinion/extra:

dimension hopping fic! gotta love em. give this fic a read and some love if you enjoy it. very entertaining!!

okay that's probably it. if i ever have more i'll make another post but right now i'm living off of iced coffee and spite so this is what you guys get. hopefully you enjoy the fics! again, tell me if any of the links are wrong or broken or something and i'll do my best to fix them.

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nen-authr-not-spoiler-free · 6 months

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Hello!

I decided I would promote my ao3 even though I haven't been posting on it much!

I promise I'll start working on my stories more eventually. I have a few one shots. One was a suggestion I saw on MHA Twitter and wrote 4 someone here the link to it:

Then I once made a thread on Twitter for one which has become a 2 chapter story (still working on the second chapter, plz be patient, I'm having writing block when it comes to it, I'm gonna try harder 🥲 here it is:

There's my tribute to the recent DabiHawks week (there's another word other than tribute that I can't think of but it's good enough):

There's a fix I need to work on a LOT more cause its a good concept (it's Sk8 the infinity) rn its just what my oc is like, I am also working on the first chapter dw:

Here’s my big mha story I'm working on rn:

Big fan story the first chapter is a lil fast but I'm proud of the idea I'll edit the first chapter in the future and the future chapters WILL be epic:

There is also a HotWings story on my page but it's on hiatus and the chapters posted won't be there when I start working on it again so if u wanna read it font expect more of the same plot:

There's also something based off another person story that I'm proud and I promise I'll get to work on it again. Rn I'm focussing on getting my name out there with my original fantasy/horror/realistic fiction writing. Here is a fluffy LoV story:

Ty for reading

#good omens #fnaf #mha #lgbtqia #fnaf fandom #fnaf movie #lgbtq

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ao3feed-hawks · 9 months

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Hotwings #♥#Dabihawks #Hotwings #⚣#R:G #A:CrunchyLeaves #Fluff

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itssleepyrabbit · 4 years

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Based on @chroniclesofmomo villain Hawks/hero Touya AU fic Reignite!!

#bnha #mha #dabihawks #hotwings #dabi #hawks #takami keigo #touya todoroki #villain hawks #hero dabi #the fic has one chapter till now so give it a shot!!#It's pretty good and im really excited for moreeee #will touya ever get a break??#who fucking knows i hope so #my poor boy #my art

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i-write-shakespeare-not-disney · 2 years

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Take Me Somewhere New

Dabihawks one-shot that came out of nowhere.

Summary: A stranger find Touya at his lowest point and offers a hand. Accepting it becomes the best decision he's ever made.

(Pre-canon, inspired by Avril Lavigne's I'm With You)

#dabihawks #one-shot #hotwings #songfic #mha #bnha #Touya #keigo #Spotify

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imaloserbbyxoxo · 3 years

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“Good boy..”

Hello everyone! Just a few things before you keep reading....

💙🧡 THIS IS -100%- NSFW AND IS 18+ Please, don’t read on if you are a minor. <3 💙🧡 This is a one shot of Dabi x Hawks!! In this, Dabi is a SOFT DOM. He praises Keigo and treats him to a good time instead of the other way around. 💙🧡WORD COUNT: 3,073 words! 💙🧡 TW: Praise kink, ass play, blowjob ( let me know if there is another kink/trigger I need to post! ) Please keep in mind that I am not that great at writing. I’m trying to get better though. This is the first ever NSFW story that I have ever written, so I’m sorry if it’s terrible. But, if you like it, yay!! <3 I’m glad you do. Have a good day! <3

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The light of the morning shown through the window of the bedroom, casting a bright light across Dabi’s eyes. He groaned in irritation and pulled the blanket over his head, rolling over to face where his boyfriend would sleep, only to find that the spot was empty. He pulled the blanket just below his eyes. Yep, empty. He groaned again, dreading to get up and find him. This bed was so fucking comfortable compared to the one that Dabi was used to sleeping on at the leagues’ base. His bed there wasn’t even really a bed. It was a flimsy, foldable cot that barely had any cushion to it, along with the pillow and blanket he used and he had been using it for so long, his body was sore almost all the time. The staples pushing into his scars didn’t help that. This bed, however? Holy shit. It was a California king pillow top. It felt like you were sleeping on a cloud and had so much room. For Dabi it was heaven. His scars didn’t ache, and the staples didn’t protrude into his skin irritating the scars even more. Also, it was so nice to have room to stretch and sprawl out to find ultimate comfort. The mattress was covered in a silky, candy red sheet, topped with the same as a lose sheet. On top of that was a thick, maroon reversible comforter. The top was silky just like the sheets with a faint design, but the underneath was a soft suede that made everything that much warmer. It was phenomenal. Dabi did not want to get up, but nature called. He had to pee. He lazily got up, throwing the blankets to the bottom of the bed as he rose. The bedroom was very roomy and attached was a bathroom that was almost too big for a one-person apartment. But however, it was the master bathroom. It included a whole shower with a bath option, a dual sink, and of course a toilet. Towering over the sink was a huge, incredibly detailed, gold mirror. It almost looked hand crafted it was so meticulous. The bath was one that had jets built in and sat very deep. Dabi and Keigo could both easily fit in it, with room to spare. Pure luxury according to Dabi. He had never been in a house so fancy, besides his family home. But that was so long ago, he couldn’t remember the details. Just that it was big. What else would you expect from the number two hero’s home? Number two at the time anyway. Dabi groggily walked his way to the bathroom. The closer he got, the more he could hear water running from one of the sinks. Opening the door, he was met with big red feathers, and a blonde brushing his teeth. Keigo Takami. Dabi’s new fling. Usually, Dabi would just sleep around with whoever, but for some reason unknown to him, Keigo had a hold on him that he could not shake off. There was just something about the bird fuck that hit Dabi as beautiful. Whatever it was, he loved it and didn’t want it to change. Ever. Keigo smiled around his toothbrush as the door opened, and he spit the toothpaste into the sink. “Morning~!” he chimed. “Sleep well?” The brunette made a small ‘mm’ in response and walked straight to the toilet. Keigo looked away to give him what little privacy he could and continued the last little bit of brushing he needed to do on his teeth. He spit out the paste again and grabbed a cup of water he had set up earlier. After he was done, Dabi flushed and walked behind Keigo, moving his wings out of the way. Since Dabi was a bit taller than Keigo, he could easily rest his chin on the man’s shoulders, right into the crease of his neck. He wrapped his arms around him and reached for the sink to wash his hands. As he washed, he was slightly pressing Keigo against the sink. The cold marble of the counter nipped against the blonde’s stomach. He made a small gasp as Dabi leaned against him. Not because of the cold countertop, but because of something else. Dabi had a morning erection, and he was not being shy about it. It was if he were intentionally rubbing it against Keigo’s cheeks. The winged man blushed. Even though they had been secretly going out, the size was always a shock to Keigo. He just could never get over the fact how big it was. He decided to break the flustering that was building inside of him. “Well, did you sleep well?” “Always. That bed is phenomenal, Pigeon.” Keigo blushed at the nickname. It was just so sweet to him and never failed to give him butterflies. “Well, I hope so. It wasn’t exactly cheap.” He put the toothbrush in its designated spot beside the rinse cup. He had a small little shelf to place it all on. Dabi had long since dried his hands by now and was now cuddling his boyfriend from behind. His arms were idly wrapped around his waist, thumb unconsciously tracing the elastic of Keigo’s boxers. Keigo returned the affection by placing his hands on top of Dabi’s and leaning his head against him, as it was still in the crook of his neck. However, the situation Dabi had was still around. Keigo blushed and looked at his lover through the mirror, slightly grinding his hips backwards to accentuate what he was talking about. “Feeling good this morning, are we?” Dabi smirked. He pushed his hips against Keigo, pushing his erection against his ass even more. “I guess so.” He moved his head so his lips were pressed against the blondes neck, peppering small, gentle kisses against his skin. Keigo lovingly sighed but tried to break the grip. “Dabi, please, we just woke up and-“ he was quickly interrupted by Dabi’s teeth slowly biting down. He let out a small gasp. As he bit down, Dabi tugged at the boxers he was teasing before, lowering them just enough to show the blondes v-line and hair trail. He dropped his hand to the buldge that was forming in the other’s boxers. “Fuck…” Dabi hissed. “You are just so easily aroused.” “S-Shut up.” Keigo ripped Dabi’s hands away and turned around to face him. He was met by ice blue eyes. They always stopped him dead in his tracks. How could a human have such beautiful eyes? It almost wasn’t fair. The look in Dabi’s eyes was full of desire and fascination, along with a small look of domination. Keigo gulped. “You’re the one starting this.” Dabi took Keigo’s and pinned them against the counter by his wrists. He leaned closer to him; lips almost touching. “So? You seem to be enjoying it.” He released one of Keigo’s wrists and caressed the others dick with the palm of his hand, causing a lustful sigh to escape from Keigo’s lips, making his eyes close. “Damn, baby.” Dabi moved his hand up and down slowly and tediously causing Keigo to tilt his head back slightly from the stimulation. “So fucking hard already.” He smirked his signature smile. “H-How are you not worn out from last night?” Keigo asked, meeting his gold eyes with the blue ones. “I’m always ready to go. You know that.” Apparently, that was enough chit chat. Dabi kissed Keigo passionately. He parted his own lips and forced his tongue in the others mouth. Keigo returned the favor, instinctively draping his arms around Dabi’s neck, allowing him to kiss deeper. Dabi did just that. His hands were removed from their teasing and were now placed palms down on top of the counter, pressing Keigo yet again on to the countertop with his body. Small moans and pants were now filling the room. It was so invigorating for the two. Usually, Dabi being the dom that he was, didn’t really like the foreplay and teasing beforehand. He was usually way to horny and would just jump straight into the act, throwing Keigo down and taking him as he wanted.

Every once in a while though, he would show this soft dom side, and Keigo undeniably ate it up. He

loved

this side of Dabi. Maybe it was the fact that the man was still tired and groggy from sleep why he was acting like this today. Whatever it was, the blonde did not want it to end. This shit got him going more than anything.

Keigo’s moans were getting louder. He was getting so turned on, that he was almost whimpering at this point. Dabi took note of that and grabbed at some feathers, rubbing the ones in his grasp between his fingers.

“A-ah! D-Don’t do that…” Keigo’s face was beat red from over stimulation. He was huffing and panting more than Dabi was. He was so hard now, that the elastic of his boxers was coming off from his body. Not a lot, but just enough to notice.

“Shut up.” Dabi kissed him just a bit more before returning to the teasing. He trailed his fingers down his partners torso, caressing him. As he reached his cock, he grabbed at it through the fabric, making the blonde suck in air through his teeth. Almost a hiss. Dabi deeply chuckled. “Did you like that?”

“D-Dabi please…I-“

Dabi ignored the other’s plea, and removed the dick from the boxers. A small little bit of precum was at the head of Keigo’s dick. Dabi teased, tracing the tip with the pad of his thumb, smearing the pre over the head. “How about I take care of this for you, hm?”

Keigo was blushing so hard at this point. He was trying to avoid eye contact with Dabi as he teased his cock. He was loving it so much though. “Y-You don’t have to, Dabs.”

“I want to.” Dabi started sucking Keigo’s skin, starting at his neck and moving down his chest. “I want to show you…” He left a trail of hickey’s as he moved, licking the sensitive spots before making another one just a bit lower. “…how much you mean to me.” The bruises weren’t to big though. Just enough to get the wings ruffled on the other.

And it did just that. Keigo was a breathless mess. His head had fallen back all the way. His hands were tangled in Dabi’s hair, slightly gripping and pulling at the black strands with each kiss and lick his partner left on him. His feathers were basically quivering.

“A-ah! Fuck…” Dabi had latched on to one of Keigo’s nipples. He licked and lightly sucked at it, feeling it raise and watching the winged man lose his mind.

After doing that for what seemed forever to Keigo, Dabi stopped jerking the erection, and dropped to his knees. Keigo moaned at the loss of touch. He was stimulated like crazy right now, but he wanted more.

Dabi took Keigo’s boxers off on his way down, exposing everything the blonde had to offer. He could tell his boyfriend was a bit nervous. This wasn’t exactly in Dabi’s nature, but he wanted to show his appreciation. He wanted to show Keigo how much he truly loved him. He wanted to take care of him, like he had always taken care of Dabi. It was his turn to be cared for.

He started kissing at his lovers inner thigh, causing him to melt to the touch. “

Well, that worked,”

thought Dabi to himself.

He didn’t want Keigo to be tense or nervous. “No need to be embarrassed, Pigeon. Just let me take care of you.” He looked up to Keigo who was looking down at him, face red and rapid breathing escaping from him. “O-Okay.”

Dabi chuckled and slowly took in his dick into his mouth. He twirled his tongue around the tip, pressing it against it ever so carefully all while taking in the full length. He was quite talented in this department. Keigo was shocked.

They hadn’t been dating for very long. It was a very short amount of time to be honest. Only a few months. Keigo was already kind of nervous around Dabi anyways, with his charming demeanor and dominating attitude and he was usually the one taking care of Dabi in this way, so this was completely new. What was going on with him? Deep down, Keigo loved this.

Now, Dabi did usually have a soft side with Keigo. Even though he would be dominating, he would usually ask if Keigo was okay, or would help him afterwards, showing care that way. Helping him clean up, giving him small kisses on his cheek, whatever the case may be. But this? Whole new level.

A few minutes had past and Dabi was showing his skill. “F-Fuck! Aaah, fuck…” Keigo was starting to let out his voice. He was moaning deeply, but loud. This was feeling

way

to good. As he looked down, he was met with hooded, ice blue ones looking back up at him. This made him lose his mind yet again. He was spewing out all kinds of curse words and whines. “D-Dabi, please I-“

Dabi released the blondes cock from his mouth with a

pop!

and caught his breath. He spoke deep and lustfully. “What, Pigeon?” His voice was very breathy. He was getting turned on himself. “Speak up. Tell me what you want.”

Keigo didn’t say a word. Instead, he grabbed a fist full of Dabi’s hair and forced him back toward his dick. “K-Keep going, j-just like you were. Don’t change what you were doing.”

Dabi grinned. “Good boy. Let out your dom side.”

The brunette opened his mouth and let Keigo force him back on it. He took his whole length in his mouth, moaning and huffing around his dick. It was hard for him to get air at some points, but he never gagged.

Keigo slowly rocked his hips back and forth, keeping the brunettes head in place with his hand. “Right there, right there – mmm suck that cock – suck that cock~”

His dick twitched. He was getting close and Dabi knew it, so he used this to his advantage. He cupped his partners testicles and lightly played with them.

“Aaah yes! Yes fuck!”

A chuckled came from Dabi’s throat around Keigo’s cock. He started to moan louder and deeper, sending vibrations all over the erection. It was almost to much stimulation for Keigo, but that’s exactly what Dabi wanted. He had one more trick up his sleeve to make the winged finish hard.

He released the dick again, replacing his mouth with his other hand. Before he executed this idea he had, he wanted to ask permission first. It had to deal with the ass and he figured his partner wouldn’t mind, but he thought to make sure anyways.

“I’m gonna do something new. Okay?”

“Y-Yes oh my god please just make me cum, Dabi. I wanna come so fucking bad.” Keigo’s words were slurred. He was so overstimulated he couldn’t hardly speak.

“Okay. You’re being such a good boy, Keigo. Such a good boy.”

Removing the hand he had placed on the others testicles, Dabi moved further back. He teased Keigo’s hole with one finger all while still pumping his dick. It was so wet from spit and precum and Dabi’s hand glided over it with ease. He would bring his hand up to the head of it and rub his palm against it. The staples at the base of his palm teased with every movement. All the wetness made it a whole new sensation for the blonde.

“A-Ah! Right there! Aaah fuck! Fuck!” Keigo’s legs were trembling. He could barely stand. It was all just so much for him to handle. He had propped himself against the marble countertop with his hands, still rocking his hips. He needed more friction. He craved it. “M-My ass…please…ahh~”

Dabi looked up at him and smirked lustfully. “You’re doing good, Dove. Keep going. Be good for me.” His finger quit teasing and entered Keigo’s ass, relentless and quick. Keigo whined noisily. “Ah shit! Ah ah, ah!”

Dabi pumped his finger inside at the same pace of the pumping act he was giving the dick. He was so hard himself. Seeing Keigo like this was enough to make him feral. He was getting off to it so much. Small, deep groans were escaping his throat and he started moving his hips just to get some stimulation on his own cock. He wanted to pump his own, but he wanted to keep making his partner feel good. A small wet spot of precum had formed on his gray boxer briefs from this whole act he was performing. They were so tight from the growing of his erection, so the friction was intoxicating.

“Fuck, Keigo. Come for me, come on you can do it. Show me how good you feel. Come on. Come on~”

Those words. Those words set Keigo over the edge every damn time. His cock and ass twitched. The rocking of his hips was starting to falter and his legs weakened. “D-Dabi please I-I’m gonna cum – Ah! Gonna cum! Hah, ah fuck! Fuck!!”

“Such a good boy, oh my god.”

Dabi quickened his pace with each hand. He moaned louder and deeper, just to over stimulate Keigo. He knew the blonde got off on his moans. He spiced them up this time, praising and verbally teasing him, calling him Pigeon, baby bird, all of Keigo’s favorites. The blonde loved to be praised.

“Cuming, cuming! Aaaah, fuck!!!”

And with that, white liquid sprayed on Dabi’s chest. He pumped it a few more times along with Keigo fucking the others hand. Each pump made Keigo grunt. Once he was done, he collapsed on to the tile floor of the bathroom. Dabi removed his hands as he fell in front of him. He just smiled and leaned in to kiss the man deeply. Keigo was a panting and huffing mess, but he tried his best to kiss back, breathing through his nose and making small moans as Dabi’s tongue entered.

Dabi released from the kiss, still just a lips distance away. “Good boy.”

Keigo, still breathless, tilted his head back and rested it again the cabinets that were underneath the sink. “I-I love you, Dabs.”

“Love you too, Pigeon.”

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brisfanfiction · 4 years

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A HotWings one-hot!

I did a collaboration with my friend PadaWinBaby on Ao3. They provided the premise and most of the dialogue whereas I provided the smut. :3 Be sure to check out PadaWinBaby's other works as well.

PadaWinBaby

Https://www.archiveofourown.com/users/PadaWinBaby/pseuds/PadaWinBaby

The Egg:

Https://www.archiveofourown.com/works/26374252

Artwork Credited to Jayalek on Deviant Art:

https://www.deviantart.com/jayalek/art/love-quirk-mishaps-803175952

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A Stray That Leads Astray || DabixHawks [One-Shot]

Summary:

"Yo, birdbrain. Grab some cat food on your way back." Hawks was just in the middle of giving signatures and taking selfies with fans when the text message came. He excused himself and spread his wings to lift himself off the ground. Confused was an understatement. Was cat food code for something? Or did the villains develop some new plan that included the usage of cat food? Maybe they planned on expanding their members beyond the human realm. There was no way to figure this one out on his own. Knowing himself, this interaction would remain at the front of his mind until he found out the meaning behind it.

Or: Hawks discovers a whole new side to Dabi and tries to make sense of it all.

for @rehziria

#dabihawks #hotwings #one shot #fanfiction #bnha #mha #mine #dabi #hawks #takami #keigo #todoroki #touya #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #ao3 #writing #fluff

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royal-ruin · 2 years

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mha/bnha fic recs (part 2)

dabi/hawks recs this time! ah, this is a long one. someone should save me from all of this hotwings brainrot. mha/bnha fic recs part 1 personal favorites are starred, by the way. everything is complete unless stated otherwise.

dabi / hawks (takami keigo / todoroki touya)

*little brother, we are all grieving by jurassicqueer (gaybirdkid) (~30k)

When a teenager is dragged into a police station by someone with a self-proclaimed de-aging quirk, it seems too improbable that one of the most notorious villains in Japan could actually be reverted to a scrawny sixteen year old.

But then the blood tests come back, and the quirk labs hand in their results, and it seems that Dabi really is a teenager again- and claiming to be the dead Todoroki Touya, of all things.

OR: Touya never expected to wake up a wanted fugitive, but with his luck, he's hardly surprised.

Through the dark side of the morning by StrikerEureka (~8k)

Hawks manages to keep his baby a secret from Dabi for a grand total of two months. Once Dabi finds out about him, he starts coming around a lot more often, usually at night. These are snippets of their time together.

“Hawks smiles as he helps him to stand on wobbly feet, both thumbs lost in a tight-fisted grip. Toma coos at him and Hawks coos back. To his surprise—and Dabi’s, judging by the look on his face—Toma then turns and makes the same sound at him.

Dabi huffs a breath and reaches out a hand to stroke over Toma’s fuzzy head.

“I don’t know how to make that sound, kid.”

i don’t usually read mpreg, but i actually really liked this one. i’d recommend giving it a shot.

Who let Touya Teach!? (Spoiler: No One) by QuoiGhost (~2k)

Touya (Mainly to spite his dad) has been come an underground hero know as Pyre. As an underground hero, he knows Aizawa, who is currently covered in bandages after the USJ attack. Yet he still wants to go teach his class?!

"Just take a day off," Touya pleaded.

"No."

Aizawa tried to get get and shove past him. Touya, who was having none of that, knocks him out instead. It's fine, he'll teach the class instead. How hard can it be?

-or-

Underground hero Touya subs for Class 1-A.

this one is really short, but it made me snort my water out.

darling, thank god it’s this universe we’re in (and you can annoy me as much as you please) by juurensha (~83k)

Todoroki Rei divorces Endeavor and moves all four of her children into a small apartment next to a boy with wings as red as the hair of her eldest son.

todoroki rei adopts hawks. really slowburn, lots of slice of life with touya and hawks being idiots about each other. it’s the longest fic i’ve read in a while (@ my commitment issues) but it was really good. very slowburn tho. oh, and dabi never becomes a villian.

what am I supposed to do with that mental image by bluebelle (~14k)

"Her decision to make," Dabi's mouth says without his permission. Wait, what the fuck? This is definitely encouraging this awful relationship, now. Hawks looks at him like he's never seen him before. "All you can do is offer people what you have, and they decide to take it or leave it. If it's too much for them, fuck 'em." Hawks stares at him for a long moment with something that looks like awe before Twice breaks the silence.

"Wow, relationship advice from Dabi! How rare!" Dabi flips him off and turns back to the soup he's been working on. "And it's awful! Nice going, onii-chan!" Dabi stifles a flinch at that, carefully keeping his eyes trained on the pot. No one's called him 'onii-chan' in a decade.

"I'm younger than you, idiot," he says with no real bite.

"Yeah, but you ooze 'big brother,'" Twice says sagely. Dabi doesn't trust himself to turn around. He has no idea what his face is doing, but he's sure it's revealing. _____

Dabi disapproves of Hawks wanting to date Fuyumi, so obviously the answer is to seduce him. (He is not jealous, he’s just horny. The timing is a complete coincidence.)

enemies to lovers and there’s a bit of explicit smut.

Feels like home by Anonymous (~4k)

Red-tailed hawks mate for life, and Keigo, with his bird quirk, is no different. Choosing a partner would have probably been a complicated matter; that is if his instincts hadn’t already decided for him when he jokingly agreed to marry Touya back when they were children. Back when he had no idea what he was engaging himself into, and when Touya was still alive.

Now a hero, Hawks has resigned himself to never experience love, but things get a thousand times more complicated when he has to infiltrate the League of Villains and his instincts suddenly go crazy for Dabi of all people.

Or the fic where Hawks is oblivious to Dabi’s real identity, but his bird instincts are not.

if we could always be so new by jihnari (~12k)

Hawks panics. "Okay, alright, jeez, you caught me, I..." Hawks hesitates, gulps; tumbles forward, "Have no idea who you are." The eyebrow is still raised. "...Sorry?"

Crispy Cream doesn't say anything for a long moment. The mental pressure it creates makes Hawks want to babble, but he manages to hold his tongue this time.

"I can't tell if you're screwing with me or what," Crispy Cream drawls.

"It's the 'or what'," Hawks offers.

Hawks gets hit with an amnesia quirk. Dabi gets begrudgingly involved.

*Grass Is Green (Except For When It's Not) by Numanum (~17k)

When someone else walks through the door, the staring contest dissolved with his Handler as the winner after Hawks whirled around to assess the new threat in the room. Juice drips from where his grip had crushed the juice box, further staining his clothes and making a mess on the bar top. Hawks continues to blink owlishly at the newcomer. The person, who seems to be made of shadow, rather than it clinging to him, looks at him with mild interest, a towel and a bar glass in his hands. His eyes move to address Hawks’ Handler.

“He’s very,” the man pauses, as if choosing his next words carefully, "small.”

His Handler grunts in irritation, and Hawks almost chimes in that he's sorry, he knows he supposed to be bigger.

A hesitant pause.

“Was it-?”

“Fuckin’ drop it,” his Handler spits out.

“Ah, I see,” the other hums tactfully, and wisely drops the topic. Hawks thinks that his eyes are pretty, the color of a flower that grows in the part where he meets Touya sometimes, but he doesn’t tell him. He's not supposed to meet anyone, and he's not supposed to speak without permission.

Or: Hawks get's de-aged and the league takes care of him

commission is trash, league finds out about hawks past with the commission.

Winter Flower by umathe (~16k)

It all transpires in a heartbeat with a flurry of flashing lights, entrapping Hawks before he could introduce himself - before he could sing the Hero Commission’s sales pitch - before he could even gasp. As his senses shut down one by one, there’s a passing thought that thank goodness he landed prior to being pulled into this vision; except, the next thought is fuck - of all people?

At least his assigned contact into the League seems just as surprised, beautiful turquoise eyes framed by horrendous scars bulging out wide.

Or: when you meet your soulmate, you’re forced to relive either the best or worst day of their lives; be it their past or future, fate knows best.

*Dabi’s Contact List by caiussw (12.5k)

Dabi’s system for naming his contacts was convenient for many reasons. Unfortunately, it also had many downsides. Such as now, when the League was scrambling to pack up everything and switch bases because their entire building had been compromised.

(or, 5 times dabi changed hawks’ contact name and one time hawks did the same)

crack and humor

*Tickets to the Todoroki Trauma Drama Are Buy 1 Get 1 Free by miniongrin (~24k)

“Fuyumi would be charmed, if she weren’t suddenly so sad. The day doesn’t seem as bright, suddenly, at the unexpected reminder of Touya. “I… don’t think I can help you practice,” Fuyumi says quietly. “I lost my twin a long time ago.”

Natsuo shifts uncomfortably next to her. Satomi gasps. “Oh—oh, I’m so sorry—“

Masako must misunderstand, because she lights up, excited. “Oh, I know! I can help you find them again!”

Her hands close over Fuyumi’s before she can protest, and the world flips upside-down until she’s suddenly somewhere else.”

When Fuyumi gets hit by a quirk that body-swaps twins, she wakes up somewhere else—despite the fact that her twin died a decade ago. That’s confusing enough on its own, but why is she surrounded by villains?

Dabi, meanwhile, keeps accidentally freezing things, but he thinks that’s a fair response to being called a name he hasn’t heard in a decade.

To Drink A Thousand Needles by Ihavecoldhands (~32k)

“My reason for helping the League of Villains? Well, a long time ago, I had a friend.” Hawks says, smiling widely at Kurogiri. “It’s a common story. Bullied kid meets another bullied kid, they become each other’s first and best friend, bullied kid #1 finds out bullied kid #2’s abuser is actually a hero, and so bullied kid #1 decides that hero society needs to be destroyed.”

Hawks first meets Todoroki Touya when he is eleven years old, on a humid afternoon by a concrete staircase.

He meets the villain Dabi eleven years later, on a chilly evening by a decaying building.

for i am sick of love by Markovia (~1.5k)

Keigo wakes at midnight to a familiar sensation. It feels like pressure on the back of his brain, an increasingly noticeable itch that he’s unable to scratch.

Touya is kissing his feather again.

warning: heartbreaking :’(

*Time™ to Go Feral by Anubis_2701 (~8k)

Sir Nighteye's quirk was a deeply useful one, with a rich history of helping solve cases, assist investigations and offer support to friends and acquaintances. It was, absolutely, not intended to be misused and abused for something like this.

"Can you explain why you’ve seen fit to consort with villains?”

“Consorting? I’m not-”

“Okay, fine.” Mirai huffed, impatient. “Why are you fucking villains-”

Hawks made a noise like a car trying to restart. This was going well.

(In which Nighteye survives, inadvertently discovers a conspiracy, emotionally adopts a small child and an utter dipshit, and fights the Hero Commission in hand to hand combat...completely by accident)

crack and humor

Reddit, AITA? by nocturnalgf (~9k)

I (23M) faked my own death when I was 13. WIBTA if I didn't tell my boyfriend?

(A story told through Reddit posts)

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #my hero academia fic recs #dabi x hawks #hawks x dabi #hotwings #touya x keigo #todoroki touya #takami keigo

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notchesandbullets · 3 years

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Smoke and Mirrors (CEO!Soft!Todoroki x Reader) Part 2

Warnings: there’s a couple curse words but that’s it!!

A/N: still for @bnhacity‘s collab, the continuation!!! now comes the long awaited explanation of what transpired and as grief and misunderstanding gives way to something warmer, todoroki’s there all the way to give you someone constant to lean on 😊

Word count: 8.4k

When Todoroki first hired you to be the lobby receptionist at his main branch in the City, you didn’t think twice before accepting the offer. Even though it came with some conditions to ensure that you were the best fit for the job. You were hired under a trial basis that was supposed to only last three months at the most.

That was over a year and a half ago.

You came to him on the last day of your employment trial period, ready to turn in your work uniform and start another job bartending on the shittier side of town where crime ran rampant, only for him to push the ball back in your court and ask if you would like to stay on longer.

Your eyes had lit up in disbelief, shimmering with forbidden hope and even though you didn’t know it at the time, Todoroki swore he fell for you right then and there.

He wasn’t sure why you seemed so accepting of his apparent rejection coming but he didn’t push the issue, worrying that it might make you uncomfortable.

You didn’t tell him the reason why you wanted to quit and there was little office gossip on you for him to piece it together himself. You were a pretty private person who liked to keep to yourself. He already asked Shinsou and Yaoyorozu, both of whom were not particularly close to you at the time and knew no more than he did, so he took initiative in seeking out just why you seemed so exhausted when you came to work.

Because despite your best attempts to conceal it from the rest of the staff, he still noticed.

He saw the way you would walk with a limp on certain days, so slight that he had to blink twice to make sure he was actually seeing things right. The bruises that peeked out from underneath your blouse never faded with time and he only grew more concerned when one day you walked in with eyes bloodshot like you had been up all night.

After much digging, which was more than he expected he would need to do, Todoroki found out that you worked at another joint to make ends meet on that shitty place you rented out on the outskirts of the City. And his blood ran cold when he found out just what your other job was.

You were the messenger for a vigilante group that liberated the southern area of the City. They did good work but many opposed their existence, which put you in the crossfire whenever bullets started to fly.

Barreling through the door that led to the front desk, he slammed the privacy partition closed and spun you around in your chair, heterochromic eyes wild with panic.

Todoroki didn’t hesitate to confront you about it despite your surprised yelp, expressing his worry for your safety at the same time but what you conveyed to him next shocked him into silence.

“I’m not doing this for me.” You shot back in reply to his heated argument, your eyes blazing with deep-rooted conviction.

Todoroki grimaced and his eyes flashed in response to the fire of determination burning in yours. “Y/N—”

“No,” You interrupted fiercely, shooting up to your feet and held his gaze in spite of being a whole head shorter than him. “I can’t stop now.”

The Hotwings had infiltrated a trafficking circle and were closing in on the high leader. Your part was crucial in the mission’s success, since you were the fastest person on foot that they had at their disposal. You couldn’t quit now.

Lives were at stake.

“They’re just children.” You begged, unsure of why you felt the need for his support. You’ve never needed anyone’s backing before but this time felt different. Your heart stung at the thought of disappointing or hurting him. “Let me do this.”

Todoroki shook his head. “Go to the police.”

“They’re the ones counting on me.” You said without missing a beat.

This was a secret joint operation between the City’s law enforcement and the Hotwings that had been going on for countless weeks now. There was no way you were abandoning them now. Not when you were so close.

“I can do it.” You promised him, stepping closer so that every shaky exhale fanned out at the base of his neck. “I promise I’ll come back to you.”

And you made good on it, but not before he caught wind of something else.

Something sour.

The Hotwings were successful in their dismantling of the trafficking ring. But they also were a little too successful in catching the eye of some of their more dangerous enemies. They could hold their own just fine, sure, they had the numbers to deal with it; but you were a different story. You weren’t a full member of their ranks, you just helped out whenever you could.

In Todoroki’s eyes, that meant you did all the work without the benefit of the Hotwings’ protective network. It was like you were on your own.

And you certainly were targeted like you were. You couldn’t walk down the street without having a gun pointed at your head or getting jumped by strangers who were looking to use you as a bargaining chip for whatever stupid organization they were a part of, hoping to rip off one of the powerful leaders or hold you for ransom.

Todoroki had talked to Dabi and Hawks about this before but their hands were tied. You were the one who refused the protection.

“I will not be followed around 24/7 like a damn civilian!! I don’t need a fucking bodyguard.” You hissed, poking his chest to emphasize your point. Ten minutes after you got to the office for your shift, he broke down the door again. “I’m a grown woman, Todoroki, I can take care of myself.”

“Shouto.” He corrected you softly, holding back a smile as a small giggle slipped out despite your eyes blazing with defiance and his heartbeat quickened as your cold exterior cracked, humor creeping up on your face.

“... Shouto.” You repeated with a soft smile.

Nothing happened after that. Nothing bad anyways.

A month later, a total of two years after knowing you, he asked you out on a date, a picnic in a secret place on the hills that you couldn’t see from the City. Much to his surprise, you said yes.

That day was magical.

Fancy wanpaku sandwiches, sparkling lychee rose water and chocolate covered strawberries were packed in the picnic basket he bought specifically for this occasion. And amidst the impromptu food fights, playful teases thrown back and forth, and lounging on the soft grass while staring up at the blue sky, you bared your hearts to each other.

Todoroki told you of the company and how much he detested his father pushing it on him, despite his blatant desire to get a degree in digital photography rather than business like Endeavor wanted. He told you of his friends, of Midoriya and Bakugou and all the others, and how they helped him to see that he could shape what was given to him to make it his own. And how to do all of that without losing his passion for photography.

You told him of your reasons for becoming a messenger for Dabi and Hawks’ organization even with all the danger attached to it. You relayed to him your past and how parts of it screwed you up in more ways than one.

“I’ve never really been good at anything.” You confessed to him as the afternoon sun shone down on your bare shoulders. “Everyone around me was always so good at the things that they tried but whenever I tried the same thing, I always came up short. I wanted to be good at just one thing.”

Wiggling your arms that were falling asleep from keeping your head propped up for so long, you turned over to lay on your side to look at him. “So when Hawks praised my speed, I felt like I finally had somewhere where I fit in.”

Something worthy to contribute to a higher cause.

When you attended school, gym class didn’t exactly showcase it. You had no motivation to race against the boys you knew were much faster than you, no desire to be shown up and then taunted and teased for losing.

But you found when someone’s life was on the line, you pushed yourself harder and harder until your legs were nothing but a quick blur as you left everyone else in the dust.

Todoroki brushed the hair that had fallen into your face away from your eyes and turned to face you properly. His foot cautiously brushed against yours to test the waters, his legs slowly tangling with yours as you accepted the increase in affection.

“You’re amazing.” He breathed in awe.

You bit your lip to keep yourself from smiling too big, cheeks flaming. “S-Stop it…”

Todoroki’s smile widened and hummed nonchalantly as you squirmed around on the ground, trying to get away from him as he playfully trapped you in his arms, pinning your wrists to the ground.

“Let go!!” You giggled, not even fighting against him anymore.

Todoroki grinned, shaking his head from side to side. “Admit you are amazing, and I will.”

“No!!” You refused, sticking your tongue out at him childishly and thrashed around dramatically, trying and failing to break out of his hold.

“Say it.” He demanded, a playful glint in his eye.

You laughed out loud. “Never!!”

Pressing his forehead to yours, Todoroki smiled softly as your breathing pattern stuttered and the laughter died down. There on the field filled with flowers, underneath the warm sun, he laid with you and cradled your face tenderly.

“One day, I hope you see yourself as I do.” He whispered.

Many weeks passed and you two grew closer as you spent more time together, he offered you another position, one that would cover the extra expenses you had racked up from medical bills and rent since you refused to let him help you with it. And even though you didn’t stop running errands for Hotwings, you gratefully accepted it immediately.

Todoroki had been nothing but a gentleman to you ever since you started working for him directly, and the attention only increased once you two started seeing each other out of work.

Unfortunately, that caught the eye of some of your not-so-nice coworkers.

Some of your fellow employees hadn’t taken to the CEO’s friendly nature with you too well and it came out more often than not. You had been doing a good job of keeping all the drama under wraps and away from Todoroki since you didn’t want to bother him, but when someone stole your clothes when you had been taking a shower to wash off the condiments that someone launched at you earlier that day, it was Shinsou that was done seeing you take their shit.

The pounding in your ears overtook all your senses. They took every single article of clothing and if you had to guess, you were pretty sure they were either getting tossed in the dumpster behind the building or burned.

“Great.” You muttered to yourself as you peeked around the corner only to see two of your coworkers suppressing their hysterical laughter as they made their getaway with your clothes in their arms. “That’s just great.”

Now dripping wet and completely naked thanks to the towels they also swiped, you stepped back into the bathroom of the uninhabited suite that all employees were free to use, making sure to lock the door and brace it to prevent anyone else from breaking in.

Hopefully that would hold.

Grabbing your phone from where you stowed it in the drawer, like you always did when you took a shower, you hastily typed out a half-coherent text for help to Shinsou. Your first choice would’ve been to message Yaoyorozu, but you knew she was going to be out all day running errands for Todoroki.

You shivered, looking around the bathroom to see if there was anything you could use to dry yourself off with but there was nothing other than a couple of tiny washcloths.

Damn, they were really thorough. A part of you would’ve been impressed if you weren’t busy trying to calculate how the fuck you were going to get out of here without being completely exposed for the world to see.

You jumped back, startled when a sharp rap sounded on the other side of the door. Pressing your mouth in a hard line, you scooted closer to it and focused hard to see if you could identify the other person on the other side. You highly doubted it could be Shinsou, he wasn’t that fast, even when he got more than 8 hours of sleep.

“Y/N, it’s me.” Came a familiar whisper and you heaved a sigh of relief.

There was a shuffle outside of the bathroom and you panted hard as your heart rate finally started to slow down.

“Shouto.” You called out in relief, pressing your palms flat against the wood.

There was another faint rustle before he spoke again. “I’m going to cover my eyes and open the door to give you my coat. Is that alright?”

You nodded until you realized that he couldn’t see you. “Yes, yes, that’s fine.”

After you unhooked the lock, he cracked open the door. True to his word, he didn’t peek at you as he blindly handed you.

And even though the circumstances had you panicking minutes prior, you couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out as he fumbled to find you in the dark. Lifting the jacket carefully with two fingers, you didn’t even have to shut the door as Todoroki took care of it for you as soon as you took the coat from his grasp.

You dried yourself off as much as you could, toweling off your hair and hoped that water wouldn’t drip on his expensive designer jacket that he was lending to you too much to ruin it. It was a rich black and soft to the touch. It was probably made out of suede if you had to take a guess.

Draping it over your shoulders, you twirled once and giggled at yourself in the mirror. His build was so big that the collar was falling down your shoulders and the hem reached down to mid-thigh.

Clicking the lock open once more, you let an impatiently waiting Todoroki come inside.

Everything he was about to say faded on his tongue as soon as he saw you in his clothes. You were so beautiful. Hair framing your face, collar bones and the smooth, supple skin of your legs exposed, his breath caught in his throat.

“W-What?” You asked shyly as he openly stared at you, his jaw slack.

“N-Nothing, sweetheart.” Todoroki stammered, eyes darting away from your figure to be respectful.

You fought back a grin, fidgeting in place while playing with the extra long sleeves. The awkwardness that came with him standing so close to you dissipated the longer the light smile stayed on your face as you beamed up at him, as though he was the one who needed cheering up.

Clearing his throat, Todoroki broke the silence and gestured to his phone. “Shinsou told me what happened.”

You ducked your head, curling in on yourself under the intensity of his gaze. Clasping your hands behind your back, you tried to hide how nervous you were standing here with him like this. “Thank you for coming.”

Todoroki’s eyes softened and for a moment, he forgot how angry he was. “I’ll always come for you.”

But it was hard to forget just what landed you in this predicament in the first place and he wasn’t about to let it go. Leaning back against the marble sink, the broad-shouldered male regarded you closely. “What happened?”

The curiosity underlying Todoroki’s tone wasn’t lost on you but it was vastly overshadowed by how he visibly scrutinized you. His concern and worry stemming from his care for you outweighed everything else and in that moment, you made the split second decision to trust him.

With everything.

Todoroki’s body visibly tightened as you hesitantly told him of what you had been going through with your meddlesome and jealous coworkers, his forearms flexing and the muscles in his biceps bulging out as his eyes narrowed in anger. His knuckles were white as he gripped the edge of the porcelain sink, almost breaking it under his iron grip.

“They’ve been doing what?” He seethed, a ferocious snarl tacked on at the end of it as he pushed off the counter and stalked towards the door.

There was no way he was going to let anyone get away with treating you like that.

You cried out in protest. “Shouto, wait!! Where are you—”

“They’re fired.” Todoroki stated without batting an eye at you and you grabbed his arm before he had the chance to make it out of the bathroom. No way was he tolerating this.

“You don’t need to do that!!” You exclaimed incredulously, digging in your heels and almost fell in the process as he yanked a little harder than before. “I’m fine!!”

The corner of Todoroki’s mouth pulled back further, a scowl of distaste present on his normally pleasant features. “Like hell you are.”

Your voice dropped an octave and softened around the edges as he called you out on your bullshit. “Shouto.”

Todoroki halted at the soft pronunciation of his given name. At the sheer desperation in your tone as you called it out.

“Y/N…” He warned, his resolve faltering. You rarely used his first name. Said it felt personal. Special. That if you called it out too often, it would lose its meaning to you.

Even though that was impossible since the butterflies in your stomach never settled when he looked at you after you said his name.

But this time, you couldn’t dwell on it. You shook your head firmly. “No.”

No retaliation. It would only make things worse. You knew that much from experience.

“It’s okay. I’m okay.” You reassured softly, hugging him from behind and pinned his arms to his sides so that he couldn’t leave to exact his revenge on your behalf. “I forgive them.”

It had taken a little more coaxing to get him to listen to you, but you eventually succeeded in the end.

Todoroki refused to leave your side for the rest of that day after you went through all that. He was adamant about finding out who it was that exactly did this to you, who kept on harassing you relentlessly. When you didn’t give him any answers, he sought them out himself.

Shinsou merely flashed you a knowing smirk when you pestered him with questions on how Todoroki was able to single out exactly who it was that had been bullying you for the past months.

True to his word from before and probably in part thanks to your pleading, the frigid CEO didn’t fire them. Instead, he put them on the opposite shift as yours and reduced the hours they worked by 50% while increasing their responsibilities tenfold.

The smart purple-haired bastard was cocky as he let Todoroki in on all the secrets you spilled to him, knowing full well that you trusted the CEO more than enough that you wouldn’t care if you told him. The only thing holding you back was your own pride and deep-seated belief that you should shoulder everything on your own. But you didn’t have to. This much Shinsou knew.

Todoroki never understood how you were able to be so kind towards people that hurt you, why your forgiveness was so easily given. But the more he got to know you, the more he saw the reason.

It was the very core of your being. It was your heart. No matter what came your way, you always faced it with courage and never wavered.

Which is why as you crumpled in front of him on the rooftop, tears spilling out despite your very best efforts to contain it all inside the instant you finished, his heart shattered into a million pieces.

Clinging desperately to him, you cried, shoulders shaking as you buried your face into the crook of his neck to hide how weak you were being. How vulnerable you were.

Todoroki hesitated for a second, still torn as to whether or not he had the right to embrace you fully, but he quickly made up his mind as you clung to him. Gathering you up in his arms, he buried his nose into your hair and inhaled deeply, hoping to offer you some comfort as you trembled against him.

The way he held you wasn’t lost on you, but all you could think about was how hard these last few days had been.

The past week that he had been gone on his business trip had been hell for you. In the span of seven days, everything you had built for yourself had come crashing down around you.

Work was terrible. Dabi had you running all over the City to send messages out to his underdogs and dealers for the huge and upcoming project the vigilantes had going on. But with that increase of foot traffic, there was a boatload of added risks and dangers to your already dangerous job.

Purple bruises littered your skin, faint underneath the thick layer of foundation and makeup you used to cover it up, and you had to refrain from wincing every time you took a step even though it has been several days already. A lot of enemies had crawled out of hiding, pushing back and forming a resistance as you made your way through the City.

Hawks tried to protect you. But he wasn’t enough.

And thanks to a tip from an anonymous individual, you’ve lost your apartment, all the money you had saved up for your entire life along with dodging bullets all week.

The thing was, it all happened so fast that you have had no time at all to recover from it. Forced onto the streets after your cranky landlord kicked you out, you had been roughing it out on Mina’s couch for the past few days thanks to her well-timed and generous hospitality.

But you had no idea who targeted you or how they got ahold of all your assets and depleted them overnight.

The thing was, you needed that money. But it wasn’t just for yourself.

The majority of the money you made went towards various charities and orphanages, something you felt very strongly about. To think that those children would suffer as you lacked the funds to provide for them in the coming months made you sick to your stomach.

Todoroki tensed underneath you as you unknowingly spilled that little tidbit. “... What?”

You froze. You hadn’t meant to tell him that. Any of that.

Sniffling, you paused and tried to collect your thoughts so that you weren’t just rambling on and on. You sat up slowly and avoided his gaze. Not that you were worried he was going to judge you. He would be the last person to judge the person that he lov—

Wait.

No, that wasn’t right.

Heart squeezing painfully, you carefully peeled yourself away from him, gut twisting as you felt his fingers squeeze your shoulder once in a silent plea not to do this. Not to close him off again.

But you didn’t listen to him. Instead, you scooted back an arm’s length away from him and drew your knees up to your chest.

Just like before.

Todoroki whispered your name brokenly, reaching out for you only for you to shy away from him. And his eyes narrowed as he caught something he missed the first time around.

How your eyes darted away from his, like you were scared of drowning in them.

“What happened, Y/N?” He asked quietly, stopping his hand a hairbreadth away from covering yours. Right now, there was nothing he could do to comfort you. “What happened to us?”

You scoffed lightly but it sounded more forlorn and wistful than angered.

The night chill whipped violently around you and Todoroki almost lost his balance. Falling to his knees instead, he crawled over to you. The wind whistled so loudly in his ears that he had to strain to hear you.

“There is no us, there was never an us.” You spat lowly, the barest amount of venom and hurt lacing your sharp tone.

Then, your voice quieted and went resigned, almost as though you were afraid to speak it into existence. “You made sure of that.”

And Todoroki’s heart stopped. What the hell were you talking about?

Your decision to split up with him three weeks ago was like a knife to his heart and it caught him completely off guard.

“You wanted it that way.” Todoroki pronounced slowly, looking at you out of the corner of his eye to gauge your reaction. When you stiffened, his certainty wavered. “... Didn’t you?”

You hugged your knees tighter and ignored the tears budding in your lashes as you pressed your mouth hard to your knee in order to prevent the sob from escaping. “... Yes.”

Then, Todoroki’s eyes darkened as he caught movement out of his field of vision. And he didn’t back down.

“You’re lying.”

You went rigid and forced your shoulders to stop shaking, willing it to stop betraying your every emotion. “No I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

Todoroki’s adamant and firm declaration caused you to shake, irrational and anxious thoughts plaguing your mind as your heart started to pound in fear. You were weak. You needed help from others because you couldn’t stand on your own. He was going to hate you.

All your life, you only had yourself to rely on. That couldn’t change. You were too scared.

No, not this. He can’t know, he can’t!! I—

The spiraling train of anxiety-ridden thoughts were interrupted as Todoroki leaned in, hooking two fingers underneath your chin to gently raise it up.

He knew that your mind was starting to spiral and he was going to do everything in his power to keep you from that again.

Lower lip trembling, a soft gasp escaped you as he swiped the pad of his thumb over it. The soft touch was grounding and a lone tear slipped down your face. His eyes bored into yours, the depth of emotion swirling in the irises giving away just how much he wanted to, needed to know about the turmoil raging inside of you.

“Tell me,” Todoroki implored desperately. “Tell me what made you believe that I no longer wanted to be with you.”

And when he pressed his forehead to yours, your walls shattered.

With great reluctance, you told him of that day where everything fell apart between you two. You told him how one day you came into work with the expectation of seeing him, only for him not to be there.

Todoroki swallowed hard. He knew of the exact day that you were referring to.

It was sometime in the middle of June, a couple months after you two had been seriously seeing each other. He always made sure he was somewhere in the building while you were doing your shift. It was a tradition that he took you out as soon as it was over, but not that day.

That day he got called away on last minute business that was urgent. He had to take care of it right away. At least, that’s what he told himself.

It was odd because when he got to the other branch, Kendo looked at him all confused and told him that she didn’t call for him that day. There was no emergency meeting, nothing was wrong.

And that’s when the alarm bells rang off in his head.

Todoroki texted you, he swore he did, but you must’ve not received it because the next day when he got back, you wouldn’t even look at him.

Thinking that you were just upset with how he handled things, and understandably so, you were definitely allowed to feel whatever it was that you were feeling, he gave you some space to be sensitive while you processed your emotions. He waited for you to come to him, but you never did.

Days turned into weeks, which turned into months. Before he knew it, it had been so long since he had sat down and talked to you that he forgot what it was like. The absence of your presence left a gaping hole in his heart, but what was he to do? Every time he tried to approach you, you turned away.

The signal was clear. You didn’t want to be with him anymore.

Or so he thought.

For you, unbeknownst to him, you weren’t bothered when he had to leave. You knew that he often got called away to meetings at the last minute, but he always did his best to inform you as soon as he knew. When he didn’t this last time, you didn’t think much of it, figuring you would just make sure he was okay when he got back.

But this time, a small note greeted you as soon as you arrived for your shift, the pristine white paper stuck to your desk in a place where you couldn’t miss it. It was obviously intended for you.

A smile curved upwards at the edge of your lips.

But it quickly disappeared as soon as you read the perfectly printed words inked on the note. The ebony strokes grew sharper the longer you looked at it. Angry as they formed the words that broke your entire world in half.

The note conveyed his deepest apologies for leaving without explaining anything. But it was what followed next that made your heart stop.

Hollow apologies. Fragmented sentences piecing together how he thought things weren’t working out and how he thought it was best if you two should stop seeing each other.

Your heart beated loudly in your ears as you read flawlessly structured sentences saying how you weren’t good for him. How you were holding him back from reaching his full potential.

All of your insecurities hit you full throttle.

The social standing gap between you two only grew the longer you mulled it over. You two were worlds apart. How did you ever think this was going to work?

You would’ve gathered up the courage eventually to approach him and talk about it if it didn’t say at the very bottom of the note not to contact him because it was such a hard decision for him to make.

Your heart sank into your gut, an icy chill creeping up your spine as you read the last line.

If he second guessed himself and tried to talk to you, as a courtesy and out of respect for your brief relationship, he wanted you to shoot him down.

You weren’t good for him. You were toxic.

The doubts overwhelmed you and you couldn’t handle it. Blocking his number instantly without a second thought was the best thing for your mental health.

He didn’t want you anymore? Fine.

You could live without him.

But it still hurt like hell.

Heeding the so-called “advice” of the note, you steered clear of him and didn’t attempt to talk to him. At work, anytime he looked like he was coming your way, you turned around and walked briskly in the opposite direction.

But a little more of your fragile heart splintered every single time.

At first you were angry since now you had to avoid him outside of work as well. Then you were upset that you were catering so much to him after he clearly told you that he didn’t care for you anymore. Then you were sad and even more anxious than before, cooped up in your own apartment with no one else in your life.

Yaoyorozu and Mina tried to reach out to you. Kirishima got the gang together to pay you a visit when you were done running errands for a certain chicken and his smoking hot boyfriend. Shinsou even postponed his after-shift nap to hang out with you and keep you company, but nothing got through to you.

You appreciated the support and sentiment, of course, but you couldn’t bring yourself to get out of your head and all the insecurities that invaded your mind.

Todoroki tilted his head to the side in confusion as you fell quiet. “I never left you a note…”

You bowed your head, sniffling softly and wiping the budding tears from your eyes. “W-What?”

His shocked reaction, blanched face and wide-eyed horror couldn’t be anything besides genuine.

Realization dumped over you like a bucket of cold water and the bafflement etched on your expression gave way to astonishment.

The lies. The deceit. All perfectly concocted and timed so well that it caused the biggest misunderstanding to ever happen in your life and divided you from the person you cared the most about in this entire world.

None of what was written on the note was true.

The silence that followed was deafening as you and Todoroki reached the conclusion at the same time.

You had been tricked.

It didn't take long after that for the frustration and anger to bubble up within a certain CEO who had been under the wrong impression all this time and he nearly blew a gasket as he quickly came to terms with reality, singling out one exact name that had been showing up on reports of misconduct that have been tossed on his desk throughout the weeks.

Todoroki’s mouth pulled back in a snarl and he abruptly pushed up to his feet, knocking you over in the process.

You cried out for him as you lost your balance and reached out for him, desperately latching onto his hand before he could go too far. “Wait!! Where are you—”

“They’re going to pay.” He hissed through clenched teeth, barely repressing all the emotions surging forth inside of him. “I’m going to fucking—”

“Shouto.” You whispered.

That got a pause.

Todoroki’s heterochromic eyes were narrowed and dark with fury until both the usual icy blue and smoky grey were black. The hand not caught in your grasp was balled into a fist at his side and his broad shoulders were rigid.

He refused to turn back and look at you as you tugged on his hand and looking down at where your hands were joined, you swallowed hard.

Todoroki’s jaw locked in anger, rage brewing behind his eyes. “Let me go, Y/N.”

You shook your head, knowing that he couldn’t see you, and squeezed his hand. A desperate and silent plea not to make any more fuss about this than there had already been.

No more drama. No more pain. No more of the endless cycle that you had been trapped in.

“Please,” You begged, tears drying on your cheeks uncomfortably but you refused to let go, knowing that once you did, all his wrath would break loose. “No more.”

It was the exhaustion underlying your plea to him that made him turn around before he even registered what he was doing.

Todoroki didn’t hesitate to gather you up in his arms, burying his nose into your hair out of instinct. His muscular arms curled around your waist, his hands warm even though the fuzzy sweatshirt draped over your form.

“There will be consequences for them.” He promised darkly, murmuring the threat directed towards the people who had the audacity to come between you two in such a malicious way.

You sighed, wordlessly nuzzling into the crook of his neck, hoping that it would offer the comfort that you lacked the ability to convey with proper words.

“I know.” You mumbled, looping your arms around his neck and playing with the cropped strands of dual-colored hair on the back of his head. Everyone must take responsibility for their actions. “But within reason. It’s my fault for not coming to you sooner and asking about the note. Could’ve cleared up a lot of the issues right then and there.”

The guilt in your voice tripped Todoroki up and he pulled back, shaking his head, a frown etched on his face. Cupping your face in his hands, his thumb tenderly stroked your cheek and he exhaled softly, warm breath fanning across your face.

“It was my fault for not trying harder to talk to you.” Todoroki murmured, closing his eyes briefly as he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry for letting it go on for as long as it has.”

You inhaled sharply as he pressed a soft kiss under your ear, arms clutching him tighter as your eyes squeezed shut, attempting and failing to keep the waterworks at bay. “It’s not—”

“Don’t.” He interrupted, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. “Don’t you dare say that it’s not my fault. It is.”

The gripe in his tone set you on edge and you subconsciously whimpered.

Todoroki stiffened at the sound and a rush of hurried apologies followed next.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” He swore, mouth pressed in a hard line as he internally berated himself for not doing a better job of watching his language around you. “... ‘m sorry.”

You nodded against his shoulder, inhaling his scent and breathed out shakily. “... ‘s okay, Shouto.”

Todoroki’s head tipped back and he closed his eyes as his face tilted up towards the starry night sky. His fingers threaded through your hair and gently massaged your scalp, which he hoped would offer whatever little comfort he was able to give.

It wasn’t okay. He should’ve done a better job of taking care of you. Of protecting you. He couldn’t forgive himself, but that wasn’t important right now. What was important was tending to you and making up for the time he had lost thanks to his poor decision on how to handle things.

A soft giggle broke him out of his thoughts. Cautiously, you looked up and poked his cheek.

“I can hear you thinking.” You teased shyly, blinking at him owlishly. “Penny for your thoughts?”

Todoroki exhaled slowly, a hint of a smile curving on the edge of his mouth. He hummed absentmindedly and gazed down at you fondly.

“Nothing.” He said quietly, in a manner which he hoped would put you at ease.

Your eyebrow arched in questioning caused the guard around his heart to crack and he caved in.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.” Todoroki repeated, shushing you gently when you tried to protest that it wasn’t his fault. He knew at least part of it was. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when it counted.”

You combed your hands through his hair the same way he was doing it to you. “It’s okay, Shouto. You’re here now.”

One heartbeat. Then two.

Gaze locking with his, you murmured, “That’s enough for me.”

And with the apologies that echoed in the atmosphere, you sank into Todoroki’s chest, completely exhausted. A whole week’s buildup of repressed emotional burden rendered you speechless and you’ve never been more terrified of the consequences that were going to come out of this. Where were you supposed to go from here?

Pulling yourself out of his embrace, you buried your face in your hands and moaned. “You’re going to fire me, aren’t you?”

A soft touch brushed against your hands and you didn’t fight him as he lowered them for you, guiding your every move so that he could be sure you weren’t going to bolt on him.

Conflicted emotions swirled in the depths of his eyes but in the midst of the storm, you saw one thing for certain.

Unyielding and unapologetic love.

It shocked you into gaping like a fish as Todoroki angled his head, amusement dancing on the edge of his irises, his hand snaking around the back of your neck to pull you close before he slotted his lips against yours.

A small gasp left you but it was quickly swallowed by Todoroki as he kissed you, conveying every bit of untold affection he held for you. And how that wasn’t going to go away no matter what happened from here forward.

“No,” He stated quietly as he pulled away, maintaining his proximity as he kept you close, drawing you in for a hug once again. “I’m not.”

A hint of a playful smile crept up on your features and you couldn’t help but giggle. “No? Are you sure about that?”

Todoroki shoved your shoulder at the tease and shook his head humorously. “C’mere.”

After the heart-stopping kiss, you leaned your forehead against his and panted lightly, and he mirrored you, closing his eyes to savor the moment. To just have you in his embrace for one more second before he dealt with what needed to be done.

“Next time, tell me when it gets to be too much.” Todoroki requested with a hint of a plea cracking through his façade, rubbing his thumb softly over your cheek. “When you have your doubts about anything that I’ve said, come to me. Please.”

He would never be angry at you for questioning him or wanting to clarify something. Ever.

“I will.” You breathed, taking a chance and slowly wove your fingers with his. “I promise.”

A slight smirk tipped up the edge of his mouth. “I’ll hold you to that, sweetheart.”

And you laughed, the sound breathless and airy, a refreshing change from the weighted atmosphere and it dissipated the heaviness from his heart. It signaled the change, the chance you were taking on each other.

It would be hard. There was still much to talk about and to overcome but all that mattered was that you were right back at his side. Right where you belonged.

Todoroki fell back, a breath expelling from his lungs as you tackled him to the ground with a giggle. He made sure to catch you, his hand shooting out behind him to catch himself as the other arm wound itself around your waist to steady you as you latched your arms around his neck.

And your eyes twinkled with rare amusement as you booped him affectionately on the nose. “I don’t doubt that at all, Shouto.”

Stars twinkling high above in the night sky, you crossed your legs and breathed in the fresh air deeply.

For the first time in so long, you were at peace.

Bundled up in the blankets that Todoroki had lovingly fetched for you, you snuggled into them and sighed happily. The sound of a door clicking closed behind you had your head turning, and you bit your lip to stop the smile stretching across your face from growing too wide.

“Shouto.” You unconsciously whispered, twisting around on the rooftop to face him.

Todoroki balanced a plate of chocolate covered strawberries and bowl of cold soba precariously along with a book, his new cup of coffee and camera, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. That fond smile he reserved especially for you lit up his face as his gaze landed on your relaxed form.

He had already asked you if you wanted to go back inside, but you simply smiled and sheepishly requested if you could stay out here a bit longer, hastily blurting out that he didn’t have to stay with you if he didn’t want to.

Todoroki resisted the urge to kiss you to shut you up and instead gently pecked your temple before patting your waist and declaring that he was going inside to get something to eat. He wouldn’t take longer than ten minutes at the most.

You two had missed out on so much time together and there was no way either one of you were going to let it go on for a moment longer.

Your smile grew into a full fledged grin as Todoroki set all the food down on the picnic blanket along with his camera before settling comfortably behind you. You squealed as his fingers danced over your ticklish sides and you squirmed, trying to get away from him but he caught you and pulled you back into his chest.

He hummed. “Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?”

You giggled, the corners of your eyes crinkling at the corners. “Far far away~”

“Hey!!” Todoroki protested.

The mock expression of hurt had you collapsing into another fit of giggles and to prevent him from another tickle attack, you snatched the plate of delicious confections drizzled in white chocolate.

“Hey!!” You cried out as Todoroki cleverly snagged a chocolate covered strawberry before you could devour it. “No fair!!”

Bright laughter and fond chuckles rang out in the air as you both “fought” with each other over the dessert.

“You have your own food!!” You said in between bouts of laughter.

Todoroki’s chest vibrated with deep laughter. “Hate to break it to you, but I made yours too, so doesn’t that make it mine as well?”

“Nooooooo!!!” You wailed dramatically as he lifted the plate up and out of your reach.

Making grabby hands towards it, you pouted as it held it high.

“Shoutoooooooooooo.” You whined pitifully, making those sad puppy dog eyes at him.

Todoroki’s mouth quirked up but it quickly disappeared. He knew that these were your absolute favorite, even though they were too sweet for his taste, so he couldn’t help but tease you a little more. It was too fun. “It’ll cost you, sweetheart.”

Your eyes lit up at the prospect of getting back the plate of goodies and he chuckled.

“What what what?!?!” You chanted over and over again excitedly. “I wanna eaaaaaaat it!!”

“A kiss.”

His blunt answer stopped you short and you blinked.

“Y— what? Mmph!!”

Before you could speak again, his soft lips were on yours, kissing you so sweetly that your mind blanked.

Todoroki parted from you ever so slowly and his chest rumbled with warm laughter as you unconsciously chased him. His hands were hot on your waist and softly, he rubbed circles onto your stomach.

And as he conceded the confection over to you, he started on his food, slurping down his cold soba while you eagerly munched on your chocolate covered strawberries, cheeks bulging like a hungry chipmunk.

Time passed by so fast and seemed to crawl by all at once as the two of you ate and talked, catching up on the time that you had lost due to the lack of straightforwardness that had plagued your relationship.

You wouldn’t be making that mistake again anytime soon.

“You almost done, princess?” Todoroki teased as you finished wolfing down the last of the sweet strawberries.

“Mawbee.” You mumbled around a mouthful of juicy strawberries, nearly losing it as he burst out laughing, the rare sound echoing in the still night air.

Stealing the book that he was reading, you bit your lip to keep yourself from smiling when you noticed it was one of the ones you had recommended to him when you two had first started dating.

It didn’t take long to immerse yourself in the pages, losing yourself to the world of literature as the comfortable silence encompassing the two of you stretched out.

Settled in between his legs, you sighed deeply and snuggled into him. You were so comfortable, in fact, that the clicking of a camera shutter was lost on you until the lens pointed directly at you.

“Eep!!” You exclaimed, leaping sky high as he positioned the camera right in front of you and snapped a photo. “What are you doing?!?!”

Todoroki chuckled, heterochromic eyes shining with mischief. He waved his camera at you, as though that alone could answer your question, and winked. “Keep doing what you were doing, sweetheart.”

“Whaaaaaat whyyyyyy—” You drew out in a whine, covering your face, overcome with shyness.

He knew how much you didn’t like having pictures taken of you but he couldn’t help himself to candids of yours when you were sitting there, looking all cute like that. He wanted to freeze time, to keep those moments between you two forever.

“Don’t hide from me.” Todoroki commanded softly, prying your hands away from your face. “You’re beautiful.”

Heat rose to your cheeks and your ears burned with embarrassment. “D-Don’t say things like t-that.”

He chuckled, lowering the camera only slightly to smile charmingly at you. “You’re so cute, Y/N.”

“Shouto!!” You protested weakly. “At least let me see them!!”

Todoroki shook his head adamantly, red and white hair falling into his face, his eyes twinkling with mirth. “You will insist all of them look bad and then delete them.”

“Because I always look ugly!!!”

He caught your flailing wrists before they hit him and flashed you a smirk at your pouty outburst.

“You do not.” Todoroki declared steadily and you flushed.

As your mouth opened and closed, trying to grasp and form words that would make sense, Todoroki took the opportunity to sneakily snap another picture.

“SHOUTO!!!!!!” You shrieked, lunging for his camera.

He burst out laughing, holding it high and out of your reach, balancing his coffee so that the hot liquid didn’t spill and burn you in the process.

Before he came back outside on the rooftop with you, he had fired off a quick text to Shinsou to take care of something for it. Needless to say, he was going to handle the person who had gotten in between the two of you and tried to break you up. You might’ve been willing to forgive, but he wasn’t. Not yet, at least.

But for now, all he wanted to do was bask in this moment and how he finally got to have you in his arms once more.

You landed on his chest with an ‘oomph’, cheeks coloring when he set down his cup and camera, winding his arms around your waist to keep you securely pressed against him. His body heat radiated off of him and although you pretended to resist, you gave in the second his hand landed on top of your head.

Todoroki’s throat bobbed nervously in a moment of vulnerability and he clutched you tighter to him.

“Stay with me?” He whispered hesitantly.

Time crawled to a halt as he awaited your answer.

But this time, he didn’t have to wait for more than a millisecond before you murmured.

“Always.”

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