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averysmolbear · 1 year

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Blind Date

CW: female/afab!reader, pro hero!Shoto Todoroki, she/her pronouns are used for the reader, mostly fluff, not really proofread. Any mistakes are my own, including mischaracterizations. All characters are aged up (Shoto is portrayed as being in his early to mid 20s and the reader is around the same age.).

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x female/afab!reader

Shoto Todoroki looked at his older sister, Fuyumi, with confusion etched on his features. His brows were softly furrowed as he tried to make sense of what she had said to him, shaking his head slightly in uncertainty. He didn’t understand what she meant when she said that she had set him up on a blind date but Fuyumi did her best to explain it a bit more when she saw the look on her little brother’s face.

“It’s just that you two don’t know each other,” she began with a quick shrug of her shoulders. It seemed like the easiest way to describe what a blind date was. “Her name is Y/N and she’s about your age. She’s been teaching at the school with me for a couple of years now and well … she seems to have the worst luck when it comes to dating.”

“But why me?” That was what confused Shoto the most. It wasn’t as if he was looking to date, knowing how difficult it would be to balance dating with his pro hero work. The last thing he wanted to do was end up in a relationship where he neglected his partner and he thought Fuyumi knew that.

His sister sighed softly, reaching out for her brother’s hands. She gave his hands a reassuring squeeze with a gentle smile. Sometimes Fuyumi thought her brother was too oblivious for his own good but she didn’t blame him. He hadn’t gotten the chance to be a child and even as a teenager, Shoto hadn’t had much of a chance to be normal. She thought it was amazing that he chose a career as a pro hero, of course, but Fuyumi also wanted Shoto to have every chance to experience all that life had to offer.

“I thought that you two would get along,” she finally said. “Y/N is such a kind and giving person. I think you’ll really like her, Shoto.”

He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, feeling his sister let go of his hands even as he opened his eyes again. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he shrugged, giving in since he knew Fuyumi had his best interests at heart. The least that he could do would be to give Y/N a chance and it was only a date. It didn’t have to be anything more than that. Shoto knew he could do that much.

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You stood in front of the full length mirror in your bedroom, awkwardly tugging on the hem of your dusty rose sweater with a slight frown on your face. You changed three times since coming home from work in preparation for your date tonight as you attempted to find the right outfit. You had already showered and dried your hair, fixing it in your favorite style. You remembered telling Fuyumi to tell your blind date that you would be wearing something pink but everything you put on felt childishly pink.

You sighed as you wiped your hands down the front of your jeans, chewing on the inside of your cheek for a moment before giving up and deciding to stick with the sweater you have on. It was a bit baggy and it fell off one of your shoulders and since nothing else felt like it would be appropriate for a casual first date, you resigned yourself to what you had on. You checked the time on your phone, realizing you would be late if you weren’t careful.

You slipped on a pair of dusty pink ballet flats when you reached your door, grabbing your purse and keys. Locking up behind yourself, you checked your phone again. Your heart was racing slightly, nervous energy coursing through your veins as you made your way out of the apartment building where you lived. Once on the street, you hailed a taxi and hoped you would make it to the restaurant on time. The last thing you wanted to do was make a bad first impression.

Fuyumi hadn’t told you much about who she was setting you up with, however, which added to your already frayed nerves. She had promised you would like him which was reassuring though. You trusted that she wouldn’t set you up with someone you wouldn’t get along with after all so you were counting on leaving the date with a new friend at the very least.

You watched buildings pass by as the taxi headed to your destination. Soon you began to tap your fingers on your thigh to try to rid yourself of some of the nervous energy you felt. You closed your eyes for a moment and slowly counted to ten, breathing in and out with each count as you tried to stop your brain from spiraling. You knew Fuyumi was right; you needed to get out there and you trusted your friend but you still felt anxious.

The taxi came to a stop before you realized it and your eyes snapped open. You mumbled a soft thank you as you paid the driver, double checking that you had everything with you before you exited the vehicle. You looked around outside to see if your date was there already. Fuyumi had said that your date would be bringing you a pink flower and when you saw a face that you had seen on television many times before, that familiar red and white hair and turquoise and gray eyes, your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest.

You took a deep breath and started walking toward him when you saw the small bouquet of pink carnations in his hand. It had to be him but you couldn’t believe it. Fuyumi had set you up with Shoto. It should have been obvious to you sooner. He was your friend’s little brother after all. When he spotted you, you felt your face flush as you raised a hand to give him a small wave.

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When Shoto saw you, he swallowed hard and took a deep breath. He knew his sister had told him to bring one flower but he ended up with a half dozen instead after the florist at the small shop had talked him into getting them. He saw you smile and wave but he felt rooted in place. You were beautiful and he wondered how in the world he would get someone like you to enjoy his company on this date tonight.

A small blush had bloomed on his cheeks, something he noticed on your cheeks too. It only made you more attractive to Shoto, although he hoped you didn’t notice his embarrassed appearance. You were halfway to him before he took a step toward you, holding out the flowers the second you were close enough to take them from him.

“I hope these are okay,” he softly said, watching as you pulled the bouquet close to your nose to take a deep breath. He looked away quickly, however, worrying that he might have been staring.

Softly laughing, you shook your head in amusement at his slightly awkward behavior. “They’re beautiful, Shoto. Thank you,” you replied as you held the bouquet close to your chest. Your smile brightened when Shoto looked back at you again with a small smile of his own.

“I hope this place is alright,” he continued, offering his arm to you. He felt his pulse begin to race when you slipped your hand in to hold on to his bicep. Shoto cleared his throat, certain his voice would crack otherwise. “Fuyumi picked it out.”

You nodded as the two of you started toward the door. You let Shoto guide you inside, glancing around for a moment. The atmosphere was casual but romantic. It was the perfect place for a first date. You held a little tighter to Shoto’s arm as the host led you both to a table. You could tell that the man was trying to remain professional but he was clearly excited to have a pro hero in the restaurant.

Suddenly realizing how many eyes were on the pair of you, you felt her face flush a little more. You looked away but Shoto placed a hand on yours before he nodded to the chair. He pulled it out for you before moving to the chair on the other side of the table. Despite being nervous about the date, Shoto looked absolutely unbothered by the attention he was garnering from the other patrons in the restaurant.

“This kind of thing happen to you often?” you asked, barely glancing up at Shoto.

He softly sighed and reached across the table to take your hands in his. Shoto squeezed your hands until you looked up at him, greeting you with a warm smile as he looked into your eyes. You felt butterflies in your stomach at the way he was looking at you but you didn’t look away this time.

“Don’t worry about them, Y/N,” Shoto said, his voice barely above a whisper. “You’re the only one I’m focused on tonight.”

Your face felt uncomfortably warm as you bit your bottom lip, nodding. You saw his eyes flicker down toward your lips and you quickly released your bottom lip. The idea that Shoto Todoroki was focused only on you tonight sent a thrill through you that you couldn’t describe. The closest thing you compare it with was a rush of tingling throughout your body that made your skin feel too warm and yet you didn’t want it to stop.

The two of you leaned in close to one another, neither of you picking up a menu. When the waitress came for your orders, Shoto quickly explained that you both would take whatever the waitress recommended, whatever her favorite meal on the menu was. Neither of you saw the confused look on your waitress’s face but she scribbled something on the ticket in her hand and wandered away to put in the order.

“Now what if neither of us likes what we get?” you asked with a soft giggle. When Shoto shrugged, you smiled a bit wider than before. You couldn’t help but to smile back, feeling like you and Shoto were the only two people in the restaurant. The way he was giving you all of his attention was enough to make your heart flutter.

“I guess we’ll have to wait and see,” Shoto said, still holding your hands. His thumbs began to gently stroke your knuckles, enjoying the softness of your skin. “Besides, we can just go somewhere else if we leave here hungry.”

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Dinner seemed to go by too quickly for either of you so Shoto suggested you two take a walk together. You suggested a park that was a few blocks from your apartment complex. Neither of you were that concerned with where you went as long as you got to spend more time with each other.

The conversation between you both flowed so naturally that it felt like you had known each other all of your lives. Small talk became deeper conversations as you got to know each other. Soon you were snuggled close to Shoto, his arm around your shoulders as he walked you home. Neither of you wanted to say good night but it was getting late and you didn’t want to keep Shoto out since he had to work in the morning. He insisted that he would be fine but it wasn’t difficult to see that he was getting tired. It was just that Shoto didn’t want to leave your side anymore than you wanted to part ways.

He nervously shuffled his feet as you stopped at the front door to your building. Shoto slowly raised his head to find you smiling as you looked up at him. The young pro hero swallowed hard, feeling his pulse begin to race again at how close you were standing to him. When you placed your hand on his chest, Shoto took a shaky breath. His smile was a bit lopsided but it was genuine. He raised a hand to cup the side of your face, feeling himself relax the moment you leaned into his touch.

“Can … can I kiss you?”

You blinked as you looked up at Shoto, surprised by the question. You had assumed that he would kiss you, of course, but the fact that he was asking for permission was a bit unexpected. It took you a moment but you nodded, watching as relief flooded Shoto’s features. He carefully leaned in and let the side of his nose brush against yours before his lips gently brushed against your own.

It was brief – too brief – and you found yourself grasping at the collar of the shirt he was wearing to pull Shoto back. His eyes widened in shock but he melted into you as you kissed again. It was as if you were made for kissing Shoto, your lips and bodies fitting so perfectly together. Each of you let out a breathy laugh as you pulled away, bright smiles on each of your faces.

“I’ll call you when I get home,” Shoto said, his head tilted slightly as he watched you nod in response. “I hope I’ll get to see you again soon, Y/N.”

You nodded again, unable to find your voice. The young hero before you smiled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your temple. You managed to murmur a goodbye which Shoto returned before he started to walk back to his car.

You watched him for a moment before heading inside. You felt like you were floating as you made your way to your apartment. You knew that you would be counting the seconds until you saw Shoto again and you thought that maybe he felt the same way you did.

I owe Fuyumi big time, you thought as you unlocked your apartment door, slipping off your shoes at your door. You knew you were probably going to rush through your bedtime routine as you waited for your phone to ring, feeling as giddy as you did when you experienced your first crush.

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fablesofkitkat · 2 years

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POV: trading haiku poems with Shoto Todoroki (author trying to hurt you prequel)

warning: tea-centric, angst, depression, haiku-centric

AN: I posted this before, I deleted and posting this again. I shouldn't ever delete this again bcoz one of the convos is inspired by a rly good and happy memory.

tags: @vtte @happilyheavenproductions @bootyholelicker @thefirstimagifabricator @simp-for-bnha-boys @valiixiia @iichiberry @akumicchi @kitsukami4

Being a part of Dekusquad is the best. (Bakusquad begs to differ, though.) Your friends were wonderful and you couldn't help but be sensitive to their moods, you couldn't help but look out for them. These days, Todoroki has been weighing in your mind; you couldn't shake the feeling that there's something going on with him despite his chill personality. Pun intended. Truthfully, you would have never gotten close to Todoroki without the King Room contest; when everyone dropped by to see his room, it was physically painful for you to leave without treading upon the tatami floors. You took a shot asking to have tea with him, offering to perform the ceremony even, despite being the guest. He agreed to it and ever since then, you two would honor the 'way of tea'.

"The taste of raindrops

are clear; things grow beautiful

heaven asks why kneel?"

Your voice echoed sonorously in his room.

"An old silent pond

A frog jumps into the pond—

Splash! Silence again."

He offers back a haiku.

You frowned at the choice of poem. "Matsuo Bashō?"

"Correct." He leisurely took a sip from his cup.

Your tea ceremonies with him were informal but you couldn't forego the haikus. It felt good that someone shared your appreciation for teas. However, the haiku he offered back nagged at you. Todoroki had always seemed so pessimistic like that time he called himself 'The Hand crusher', Deku and Iida found it funny but for you, it seemed like Todoroki actually blames himself.

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Shotō closed his eyes and sniffed the matcha in his cup; he had the strangest sense of déjà vu, just a little. The cozy scent of tea, the sound of rain and... you. The atmosphere here in his dorm is vastly different from the mansion he calls home. There was a certain quality to it. This ambiance.

"May I speak my mind, Todo-kun?" You ask him, setting down your teacup with a soft tap.

He nodded.

"I am very flattered that you're this relaxed during ochadō (way of tea). I always get the impression that you feel like everyone's out to get you. You're very tense except now." You stated.

"I suppose." Then, he added. "I'm a bit better now."

You smiled at him, not wanting to prod too much to come off as nosy. "I'm always available for tea."

I'm here to listen.

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"Stumbling upon someone with whom you can just be with. That’s something very precious to me."

Your head snapped to him in alertness. This was out of the blue. Tea always had a way of making Todoroki talk. You secretly call this side of Todoroki, "Toki." From the word talk. Also it's funny since Toki means 'that time when.' That time when Toki talks. Toki toki talks. Pfft.

You giggled. He tilts his head in confusion.

"Nothing, it's just that if I didn't know any better, I would assume you meant me." You covered your mouth as you laughed. "You're talking about Deku and Gale, aren't you?"

He let out a small hmm. "Frankly, I have been hoping Iida and Gale would get together."

"Oh, yeah?"

"They had that race. Her wind quirk vs his engine quirk."

"I remember, but if we're talking about ships, Deku and Gale are the only ones who go by their nicknames in their daily basis."

His brow furrowed. Is he... pouting? "That doesn't make sense, that's not enough to... as you said 'ship' them."

"Ah, but Deku and Gale are quite cute together." You say, teasing him. This was unexpected. He seemed invested with his own ship.

"So would Iida and Gale." Did he just click his tongue at you?

"Let's have a wager then."

"A wager?"

"Deku and Gale will go out with each other by next year."

With a serious face, he utters. "Iida and Gale will end up marrying each other."

"If I'm right, you owe me gyokuro. Luxury tea is my weakness."

"When I'm right in the future, you owe me a favor."

They took a sip out of their cups simultaneously.

"By the way, you okay?" You ask him because sometimes his anxiety attacks gets the better of him.

He gives you a smile. It caught you off guard. This wasn't the first time you have witnessed his smile. Maybe it's the fact that you're sole recipient of his smile this time.

"Better now."

Did Todoroki just made your heart go doki? Nahhh.

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He watches your face carefully, trying to memorize every little thing, even attempting to count your eyelashes. You don't notice his attention on you, pressing warm towel on his right side of the face.

"I... hate myself."

You froze. Pun not intented.

"If I didn't exist then maybe-" He started shaking, his breath shortened.

You couldn't help but hug him, climbing onto the hospital bed.

"Maybe my mom didn't have to suffer." His voice cracked. "If only I didn't exist-"

"No, don't talk about yourself like that."

He couldn't stop; he had to get it out; he had to be heard because the loudest voice in their household was his dad. Every one of them cowered in a single corner, whimpering, crying and heart breaking.

"If I didn't exist then my brother Touya wouldn't have felt like he was such a failure. A failed experiment. If only I-"

You hug him tighter, trying to anchor him in this very moment. Don't let him lose himself, Kami. If there are gods out there, please, please, don't let him lose himself, please stop this boy from hurting.

"I hated my father. I hate how he did all of this, he tore our family apart. But I can't hate him for trying to be better."

Tears ran down your cheeks as you pressed your skin harder, if you could take all of this hurt, if you could make everything better for him, if you could just absorb everything he felt right now, you would. You would.

"I just hate myself more than ever. Ihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyself- why do I even exist?"

You don't have an answer to that. To say anything would just be arrogance. So you held him til morning, rocking his body to sleep.

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Your heart was at your throat.

"Shōto." You call his name out calmly, not moving from your spot in case he suddenly jumps.

A frog jumps into the pond--

Please don't jump.

He was standing on the edge of his hospital room's balcony. He looked at you stoically and says your name in greeting.

"I have an answer now. To your question."

He waits.

Why he exists.

"To be a hero. To be your family's hero." You say.

Heaven asks why kneel?

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One afternoon, when you visited Todoroki, you let him use your lap as a pillow as you carved bunny apples for him. You were talking about relationships as to your wager coming true. Deku and Gale started dating. Most were surprised because most of them knew about Ochako's crush on Deku.

"I feel like relationships aren't something I would consciously get into." He says.

You tilt your head thoughtfully.

"To me, it's more like there would be someone in my life, and we just naturally gravitate towards each other."

You place the bunny apples at the side table and listened quietly.

"Not because we like each other or any intention but because when we are together, things go better for us. Like we'd both be quietly thinking, 'hey, this works!'"

You hummed.

"We'd just fit each other. And sometimes circumstances would separate us and I think that's okay. I don't mean to sound weird or lame, but I feel it's more magical that way."

"What way?" You ask, absentmindedly playing with his hair.

"When love is discovered, not decided upon."

Fudge.

That was beautiful.

You don't think you can find any other thoughts that is more beautiful than that of his.

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That discovery happens when Shoto lets you touch his scar as he recounts the incident that caused it. When he was done, he holds the hand that caresses his scar as if that part wasn't something hideous, but instead something beautiful. He kisses the inside of the wrist quickly. Ears burning. Face stoic.

"When love discovered,

and not decided upon—

fleeting kiss on skin."

-Todoroki Shōto, When Love Discovered

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bakubabes-tatakae · 2 years

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How do you think Bakugou, Kirishima and Todoroki would react to being caught under the mistletoe with their crush?

Lemme just put this out there for the world because this is adorable and I can't get enough of it. Kirishima is ecstatic, Bakugou loves every second of it but he just can't let you know that, and Todoroki is the type of person to place it right over your head because he just love you so much. 🥺💞

Eijirou Kirishima

"Eijirou!" You ran toward him and grabbed onto his hands, his heart fluttering as he felt you take hold of him. You had always been his weakness, everything that you did pulled him in. The way that you spoke, the way that you walked, the way you were always so happy and cheerful for him. "Come here, I need to show you something. You'll never believe what Denki is about to make Bakugou do."

Even after all these years of friendship, you made his heart flutter like it was going to come right out of his chest. You were his kryptonite, nothing had been able to change that.

You dragged him down the hallway, just a small grunt leaving him as you took off for the kitchen. The last thing that he had expected was that as soon as you stopped there would be cooing from the few friends that were sitting in the kitchen.

Bakugou and Denki were of course arguing, but that was nothing new and Kirishima shook his head. "This is what you wanted me to see? This is totally normal, love."

That's when Denki's attention moved to the two of you, completely forgetting what Bakugou and himself had been arguing about just seconds before. "Woaaaaaaah, look at that. Look who's standing underneath the mistletooooooooe!"

Both of your faces warmed, Kirishima's head tilting up to see that it was indeed hanging just above the two of you as you stood in the doorway. Your hands covered your face, knowing that if you hadn't you would be even more made fun of.

That's when Kirishima decided that enough was enough. His hands pulled yours from your face and made you look at him. The eyes of every single person in the room were on you as you saw him moving toward you. Kirishima captured your lips with his own, passionate and desirable as he cupped your face in his hands. He had dreamed about this for years and now was his time.

What better place than the mistletoe for a first kiss?

Katuski Bakugou

When he took your hand and pulled you away from the growing crowd of your friends that had gathered you had been thankful. As much as you loved them all you could only handle so much of the antics. Every single one of them was just as loud as Bakugou himself and when even he was also involved it was chaos.

He crossed the threshold of the hallway, just watching the others from the entrance of the kitchen. They were still just as loud from in there, but at least there was some sort of buffer between the two. You turned to face him and grinned when you saw the look of peace that now somewhat filled his features.

Bakugou reached out for you, placing his hands on your hips as he pulled you toward himself. "I know it's not exactly what we had expected with this year's Christmas party, but I guess it's better than not having anyone here at all."

You chuckled softly at him and placed your hands on his face, tilting your head back to look up toward the ceiling. "It's a lot better than just sitting at home and doing nothing like you had tried to get us to do, Katsu." As your eyes trained on the doorframe you noticed what was hanging there. "And look, we're under the mistletoe."

Bakugou glanced up and groaned playfully, giving you a snort as he tried not to laugh at the excitement painted on your face. "Tch, what a cliche. You're really this happy about a damn mistletoe?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting yourself hang from his lean figure for just a moment before leaning back toward him. "Yes, I am. And what are you supposed to do under a mistletoe, Katsuki Bakugou?"

He couldn't resist you, the happiness in your voice, the way your eyes sparkled with joy. You were beautiful to him and the way you spoke with such satisfaction made his heart beat even faster. He leaned into you and gave you what you were looking for, his lips lingering with yours for as long as you'd let him.

When the two of you pulled apart he gave you a shit-eating grin, noticing the love-drunk look that took over every single part of you. "You give your baby the best kiss they've ever had, right?"

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto would never admit it to you, but he had been scoping it out all night. It was something he had always wanted. The dream kiss under the mistletoe, the ultimate of cliches, and he was a complete and utter sucker for every single one of them.

You had been so unsuspecting and that was what made this the easiest. He hadn't wanted you to know that any of it was coming, he had wanted you to think that he was just being a pain in the ass when he called for you into the kitchen.

The ruse was one that he was ever so proud of. Claim to want to bake some cookies with you and pull it out at the perfect moment. He could feel it poking him as it sat in his back pocket and felt his breathing pick up as you entered the room. "So I've got everything laid out. All we have to do is add things into the mixing bowls and get to work!"

You hadn't seen Todoroki this excited about something in a very long time. It was like he could barely contain it, a nice change from his normal. You loved how calm and smiley he normally was, but something about the way his eyes twinkled a little more and the new pep in his step gave you butterflies. "You're really excited about this, aren't you Sho?"

He stepped toward you and dragged you to the counter, keeping your hand tight in his own. "Of course I am. I love doing holiday things. I never got to do much of them as a kid. At least not like this."

You felt his arms wrap around your waist as he placed you in front of all the ingredients, immediately telling you what to grab first. As the two of you got to work and added things you could feel the joy radiating off of him. Shoto had a way of taking even the worst of moods and making them happy ones.

As you mixed the last ingredient in you felt his hands touch your waist and spin you, one of them reaching behind himself as he got you facing him. The mistletoe pulled out of his pocket quickly as he held it above your heads. He didn't even give you time to acknowledge that it was there before he was kissing you, passionate and loving as he placed the hand not holding the mistletoe on your cheek to cup it.

As he finally pulled away he rubbed gently against your face with his thumb, spinning the mistletoe above you around in his fingers. "Looks like we've been caught. A little bit of holiday cheer to make us fall in love as we make these cookies. You make me happy enough to want to do these things, my dove. I couldn't ask for more."

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csmtmra · 16 days

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embarrassing pictures

sending the mha boys an embarrassing picture of themselves🙀

ׂ ౨ৎ. cont. fem!reader, crack

ׂ ౨ৎ. incl. katsuki, izuku, shoto, touya, keigo, tamaki, eijiro

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andypantsx3 · 1 month

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𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑖 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 : 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑜 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: In order to placate your anxious mother, you agree to return to your hometown to participate in a mating run—knowing full well that betas rarely get chased, never mind betas nearly old enough to age out of the practice. You’ve decided to treat it like a vacation, a chance to visit with your childhood friends, the mating run itself a nice relaxing hike. All in all it’s a solid plan—until alpha Todoroki Shouto, your best friend's little brother, steps in and blows it all to pieces. 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡: omegaverse, no quirks au, alpha!shouto, beta!reader, mating rituals, age gap, best friend’s little brother, older reader, afab reader, some class differences, aged up characters, semi-public sex, slight small town romance vibes, background implied dabihawks for some reason, smut, 18+; mdni! 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: For @lorelune's spring fever collab! This fic is a little bit different than my usual fare—part love letter to my hometown, part omegaverse smut, part style experiment—but I hope you enjoy it anyway!! I also want to call out that Reader in this fic is Touya’s contemporary, and is therefore older than Shouto. Everyone is in their 20s and I’ve purposefully left the age difference ambiguous in case the canon gap squicks you out, but please know there is a difference of at least ~3 years implied. 𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑡ℎ: 24k, 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑠: complete

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usopps-goggles · 8 months

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Mha Boys When You Sleep Over For The First Time

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Featuring: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki,Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Keigo Takami (Hawks), Shouta Aizawa, ————————————————————————————

I.Midoriya: Honestly poor boy would be so nervous he barely could achieve sleep, expect a lot of him asking you if you need anything “are you cold? do you need another blanket? are you sure you wanna be this close?”. . . yeah you’re in for a long night.

K.Bakugo: Starts out farthest away as possible from you claiming he didn’t even want you over to begin with, but… gradually as the night progresses he inches closer unbeknownst to you. you wake up the next morning practically capsuled in his arms, the boy actually looking peaceful for once as he slept.

S.Todoroki: Hesitant at first, offers to take the couch multiple times before eventually giving up as you two climb into bed, is kinda awkward but relaxes gradually as his arm drapes loosely around your neck resting on your collarbone. definitely a back sleeper, you feel comforted by his. slow and paced breathing as you drift off.

D.Kaminari: Is practically bursting at the seems with excitement, can’t help but imagine lewd things that might go down with you sharing a bed, has unmistakable disappointment when he realizes there would be no… suggestive activities. is still ecstatic to be this close to you, accidentally shocks you once during the night because he was so excited…

E.Kirishima: Probably the chillest about it, pampers you and makes sure you have everything you need (because chivalry is manly he says). cuddles galore! lets you play with his hair while it’s down, lacking any product. you braid and put cute little barrettes in it. definitely is a snorer, as well as the one who moves all over the map in their sleep.

K.Takami: Hawks is over the moon on the inside but acts nonchalantly, definitely has a big ass double king size bed for his wings loaded up with pillows, snacks right before bed, you don’t know how but you’ll randomly find a feather or two smushed between some pillows. he’s a stomach sleeper curtesy of his wings, unknowingly drapes a wing around you in his sleep, you wake up to him snoring face down in the pillows.

S.Aizawa: Definitely is out cold once he hits the pillow, is already tired as is throughout the day, so once his head is graced with the luxury of a mattress he.is.gone. on days where he’s not as tired he’ll ask for massage, which you happily oblige to, your fingers working out the stress built up from teaching and being a hero. his worries slip away when he’s with you and there’s nothing he loves more than a night where he’s falling asleep in your arms, his mattress having the extra weight of his lover accompanying him.

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 3 months

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shoto’s been staring at you for a good 5 minutes now.

you’d figured he was zoning out about three minutes in but then you looked up from your homework at him and he smiled at you, that cute little loverboy smile he does that have your legs feeling like jelly and has your heart push against your chest like it wants to escape.

okay so he wasn’t zoning out. then what is it ? did you have something on your face ? was he waiting for you to say something ?

"is there something on my face ?" you blurt out, already wiping at your chin and around your mouth

he blinks, registering your question and his eyebrows furrow lightly “no, there isn’t.” he answers curtly. reaching his colder hand up to pull your hand away from your face. you’re so much more confused now that you fail to realize he held onto your hand for a moment longer than necessary.

“so then why are you staring at me ?”

he lightly tilts his head to side at that, looking at you questioningly “ why should i not be looking at you ? does it bother you ?”

“wh—no no !” you sputter, he’s flipped the tables on you now “ i was just wondering what was up because you’ve been staring for..a while now” you trail off, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. his eyes widen just a fraction and you think maybe you got it all wrong somehow and he was zoning out, but then he’s lowering his head in shame “i’m sorry, yn. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable with my staring..” he apologizes.

you’re frantic, shaking your head so hard you fear you’ll twist your neck and waving your hands hurriedly “ no, no, no ! it’s okay, sho ! you didn’t make me uncomfortable or anything !” you feel relieved when the tension on his face dissolves the slightest bit “ i was just curious, that’s all” you sigh, your arms fly back next to you because you feel like your sweating buckets and you really don’t want him seeing pit stains.

he hums like he’s thinking about something then suddenly a small smile breaks onto his face and you feel like you’ve been hit dead on by a semi truck. shoto todoroki’s ability to be so effortlessly pretty is and will forever be an enigma to you. “ i like looking at you” he starts “ whenever you do mundane things like studying, you always have this look on your face. i like it, i think it’s cute.”

okay, so turns he was out to kill you.

“ i-i do ?” he responds with a simple “mhm”. you feel like you’re sweating a lot more.

“oh.” is all you say. it’s all you can say because what the hell were you supposed to say ?!

shoto doesn’t look all that bothered by it, cool as usual, simply opting to keep staring at you. you fiddle with your fingers for a bit before you lift your head up to meet his unwavering stare “ i—uhm—thank you.” you whisper. he shakes his head “don’t thank me, you don’t have to. if you want me to stop, i can try to.”

he can try to. you feel like you’re losing your mind.

you’re way beyond flustered now. todoroki’s not a man of many words but when he does use them it throws you for a complete loop, you feel like you’re on a rollercoaster. “no that’s fine.” you answer meekly.

“you’re sure ?” you nod and he hums. “okay then, if you don’t mind.”

“it’s fine” you confirm, feeling your face heat up. “i like looking at you, too.”

you definitely like looking at the handsome smile that forms on his face from your words.

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tired-teacher-blog · 21 days

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Shouto didn't have to reveal his relationship status for his friends to figure out he was in one.

Their first clue was that little phone charm hanging from his device cutely, it was colorful in an almost childish way, opposing his style and personality but he showed it off proudly.

Another thing that peaked their interest was the mouthwatering bento box he started bringing to work with him instead of whatever horrid concoctions he used to make for himself, he cannot cook to save his life, so there must be someone else who's now taking care of that.

Besides all that, he actually started smiling more and his face was no longer expressionless as it used to be, especially when on the phone with a mysterious someone, speaking softly and ending the call with a quiet 'I love you' when he thought no one was listening.

However, they didn't need to ask about this special someone's identity for them to easily figure out it was you.

He wasn't as secretive as he thought he was, always betrayed by his lingering gaze on you, and the light shade of pink warming up his face as he loses his confidence while speaking to you, he even seemed unaware of constantly tracking your whereabouts.

So when you showed up one day, hand in hand with him, all smiles and eagerness to reveal the happy news, you were mind blown to receive an excited but unsurprised congratulation of:

_ "Yes! We knew it!"

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angelshimaa · 3 months

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━━ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 ;; 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 ♡ (pt.2)

⤷ feat. midoriya, todoroki and iida

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluff, smau, them reacting to a low result on a love calculator, you’re just being a little silly <3

✧ a/n :: not much to say :)

pt 1 | pt 3

MIDORIYA IZUKU ♡

TODOROKI SHOTO ♡

IIDA TENYA ♡

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

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sinfulpanda16 · 5 months

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Breaking The Ice

Shoto Todoroki x fem reader

A/n: Characters are aged up

You and Todoroki never argued. There's was never anything to argue about. He loved you and you him. You trusted him and him you. Throughout all those years you two have been together, from being boyfriend and girlfriend in UA to being husband and wife, fights have never been an issue.

Enji Todoroki has always been an issue though. He never approved of you in fact you're sure he hates you. Todoroki says he does not care what he thinks but there are times where it doesn't seem that way. Your huge fight was about that, the disrespect you get.

You both said shit you didn't mean. It sounds so cliché but its true. Anger is a powerful emotion that makes you do and say stupid shit. He called you a pain in the ass for thinking he sides with his father, and you called him weak for not being able to put him in his place. So, with that for the past two days there's been a thick atmosphere when you guys are together.

You guys are married and you work along side him at his agency. You're together 24/7. The tension was always there and neither of you did anything to break it.

Even the number 1 hero, Deku, felt so uneasy when he walked into Shoto's office happily only to be met with an atmosphere thicker than quicksand. Apparently, there's been a villain on the lose for the past few days and there's difficulty tracking him and taking him down. They need both you and your husband to help with the situation. You both agree and thank Midoriya and then go back to doing paperwork.

That night and for the last two its just been eating in silence for dinner, doing your nightly routines alone, and wishing each other a cold "good night" before falling asleep. How long will this last?

The next day, you both go off to work to finish your paperwork and then go out to patrol the city in hopes to capture this villain. There hasn't been any sightings of him for a while and the city has been growing restless for this. You yourself didn't like that this villain still hasn't been caught and is running lose like a dog. You're sure Todoroki also hates the situation as much as you do. You both don't say much to each other, but you've learned to read his face and body language.

Before long the sun begins to fall and the stars start to shine. You and Todoroki are headed back to his agency. You're walking behind him its officially been three days since you both had that nasty fight. You look up at him, his half red half white hair blowing in the wind and his broad shoulders moving back and forth with every step he takes. You miss him, you wish you could just go back in time and prevent this avoidance from ever happening.

You sigh and muster up the courage to tell him how sorry you are but before you could do anything he stops walking causing to you to stop in your tracks. You're confused why did he stop out of nowhere?

"Shoto? Are you ok?" you ask quite worried.

Shoto turns around to look at you. Your (e/c) eyes looking back at his. It's been a while since Shoto has seen them under the moonlight. He turns his full body towards you. "Y/N" he says apologetically.

Out of nowhere there's an explosion behind you. causing the city to cry and scream in fear. You both turn to look at the cause of the explosion. There he is the villain who's been disrupting the lives of the innocent. He's covered in straps full of bombs for weapons and takes a little one off his belt. He laughs manically and throws it a child who's crying in fear. You however, thanks to your speed, were able to get the child out of harms way and get him to his mother. Where they run safe.

That was a child! Oh, now he's in for it! You've always had hatred for those who harm children. You speed off toward the villain and begin to attack him with your strength. Todoroki caught on and also began sending ice attacks to the villain. You and your husband have always made a great team, you distract the enemy (sometimes land a few good hits) while he burns them up or freezes them or does both even.

You guys had things under control but the suddenly he disappears. An invisibility quirk! That's why he's been so damn hard to track! Now you break in a sweat. Invisible people have always been difficult to fight against they can easily attack out of nowhere. You stay alert and sure enough the villain sends a punch your way from behind, but you were fast enough to block it with a force field. However, the pressure from his punch sends you flying back and causes you to hit one of Todoroki's ice walls. You land on your back hard resulting in a crater being made in the ice and you falling unconscious. Your vision becomes blurry, and you fall down to the ground.

The villain groans "Stupid bitch." to your unconscious body and walks away.

Todoroki saw the whole thing happen with wide eyes. You laying down hurt brought flashbacks of his mother laying on the ground after his father hurt her. His damn father. He looked at the villain who's back was facing him. The villain had the same built as his father. Then he looks back at you. He hurt you and now he is furious!

"Hey!" Todoroki says clearly adding anger to his tone. The villain turns to look back at him with blue eyes. The blue eyes that are the exact same as his father. A flashback of Enji Todoroki disrespecting you came back to Todoroki. That bastard!

"NO ONE!" he yells and sets fire on the villain's right arms causing the bombs to blow up, making the villain scream in agony.

Todoroki's teeth are gritted hard. "DISREPECTS!" he yells setting the villains other arm on fire causing the bombs on that arm to go off.

The villain is about to run away but Todoroki wastes no fucking time. With one final breath he yells at the top of his lungs "MY WIFE!!" and with that he sets the villains whole body on fire causing to bombs to explode on him.

There is smoke everywhere, the villain is still standing in it but not for long when Todoroki appears with his Ice and freezes the damn villain. The fucking villain that has hurt so many innocent people including his wife.

Then it's over.

You open your eyes and see that Todoroki has handled the situation. You sit up with a hurt head. The scenario in front of you shows just how strong Todoroki is. The whole scene was due to Todoroki defending you and speak of the devil there he is making his way towards you.

"My love! Are you alright?" he asks crouching down to holding you.

You lay you head on his chest "Yes, I'm ok don't worry" you smile. Todoroki smiles back at you before picking you up bridal style to help you get to the paramedics while giving you a kiss to your forehead.

Afterwards, you were able to go home from the hospital and Todoroki has taken good care of you the entire time. He's been treating you like you were royalty or something. Like, it's not that unusual but recently he's been acting like he would die if he didn't treat you like so.

He comes into your shared bedroom with a comb in his hands. He's smiling and sits next to you "I got it, now, turn around my love." You do as your told and he begins brushing your hair gently.

He continues to brush your hair for a while, both of you sitting in comfortable silence before you finally begin to speak. "Shoto, I'm really sorry about how I treated you the other day." you say causing your husband to stop.

You continue "You're not weak. That's not what you are at all and that is proven by how you handled that villain attack." You think about how you passed out during the fight, how maybe Enji Todoroki is probably right, and tears begin to fall. You speak with a shaky voice "Maybe your father-"

"No"

No? He repositions you to face him and holds both your hands. He looks in your eyes "Listen to me, I don't care what my old man says or thinks. I love you so much and if he never approves then he can suffer for all I care." He wipes away your tears before continuing to speak "My love, I'm so sorry for calling you a pain in the ass you are far from being that you're my beautiful princess, and I'm also sorry not sticking up for you the way I should've." The scene of you landing on his ice comes back to him. "Believe me when I say I will never let anyone disrespect you ever again. Ok?" You're shedding more tears but Todoroki smiles and wipes those away too. "You deserve the best my love." he say holding your face.

"Thank you." is all you say before you lean into him for a kiss to which he happily returns.

#todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x you #todoroki x y/n #shoto todoroki #todoroki shoto x y/n #todoroki x you #mha x reader #mha todoroki #bnha x reader #bnha #bnha todoroki x you #shoto x you #todoroki shouto #my hero academia #buko no hero academia #fanfic

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roaron · 1 year

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hello! would you mind doing some soft hcs for shouto, i mean like the ones you did with hawks & bakugo, please???

- YES. shoto is so babygirl and I love him and I want him so i’m so glad someone reminded me to do this. i hope I did this some justice with the psychotic ideas that pop up in my head, ENJOY ^_−

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soft shoto hcs

- this song is literally the type of music shoto would listen to while thinking of you at like 3am, and he’d sing the “we should stick together, you’re my best friend I’ll love you forever” part while imaging your smile. it’s tru because I said so, if u don’t think so just remember I don��t care what u think if it opposes what I think, uno the vibe. (^_−)−☆

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(just some SFW soft headcanons of what shoto would be like in a relationship)

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- shoto can’t sleep without you, at all. you either have to be beside him, or on a FaceTime call with him so that he can rest properly. your light snoring is comforting to him and he likes staring at your face while you sleep. he studies all your features and traces them lightly with his thumb if he can. he holds you so gently that he’s afraid if he makes any sudden moves you might break you. the thought often scares him. he can’t lose you.

- shoto ties your laces for you. he hates when you do it for yourself, and when you do he just looks you dead in the eye and doesn’t look away. so you end up having to untie them and ask him to tie them for you himself. he smiles at your gesture and kisses your forehead before kneeling down to assist you.

- if you call him while you’re lying down on his bed and he’s at his desk doing homework, he will drop everything to come over to you. and if you usher him into your arms to cuddle, his face will light up and he’ll crawl over to you, curling up and resting his head on your lap. play with his hair and he’ll literally sound like he’s purring.

- whenever you’re sitting down and you want a hug, he will get down on his knees and hug your mid section instead of getting you to stand up. he then proceeds to look up at you with the prettiest eyes. if you ever compliment his eyes he’ll just pout at you and cover his face with the hem of his shirt so you can’t see his blush.

- shoto has really soft lips, so whenever he’s putting vaseline on himself he instinctively puts some on you too. gently using his thumb to rub the gel onto your bottom lip with care. then right after he gives your a kiss, his vaseline combining with yours. he always caresses your cheek with his knuckles afterwards.

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#mha headcanons #my hero academia headcanons #mha hcs #mha x reader #shoto x you #shoto torodoki #mha shoto #shoto x y/n #shoto x reader #shoto headcanons #shoto hcs #shoto fluff #mha todoroki #todoroki x reader #todoroki fluff #todoroki shoto x reader #bnha todoroki #bnha x reader

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doumadono · 2 months

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Hii douma! May I request Shoto just in love? Just him being in love for the very first time and the concept of love just so foreign to him? Have a great day/night!

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

The cold spring air of U.A. High School's training grounds swept across Shoto Todoroki's face, his distinctive heterochromatic eyes glancing stoically at the horizon. As he approached the courtyard, the brisk wind tousled his dual-toned hair, and for the first time, a peculiar sensation stirred within him. It was an emotion he hadn't experienced before, a feeling that seemed to thaw the icy demeanor that usually defined him, yet he couldn't put a finger on what was it.

As the son of Endeavor, emotions had never been a territory he explored willingly. However, this day would mark a shift, an unexpected twist in the stoic narrative of Todoroki's life.

Shoto was no stranger to intense emotions. Anger, resentment, and the relentless pursuit of self-discovery had been his companions for as long as he could remember. But this was different – a foreign concept that had invaded the carefully constructed fortress around his heart.

As he walked past the cherry blossom trees, their delicate petals swirling in the air, his gaze landed on a figure standing by the fountain.

It was you, a fellow classmate whose presence had recently begun to captivate him. You were a presence in his life that had begun to defy categorization. You were just a person — a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit the mold he'd grown accustomed to. He admired you from afar, appreciating your strength and determination in both academics and combat.

It began innocently, Shoto noticed. A shared glance across the classroom, a casual comment during training, and the casual camaraderie of shared laughter. But as days unfolded, the puzzle piece shifted, creating a mosaic he hadn't anticipated. He was no stranger to intensity; after all, his own quirk bore the duality of fire and ice. Yet, this newfound sentiment was a flame of a different kind, uncharted and unsettling.

"Hey," he called out, his voice surprisingly steady despite the internal turmoil.

You turned towards him, a quizzical smile gracing your lips. "Todoroki, hey. Is everything okay?"

Shoto hesitated, his usual calm exterior cracking just a bit. "I… I wanted to talk."

Curiosity sparked in your eyes as you nodded, inviting him to continue.

"I've been thinking," Shoto began, his usually concise words replaced by a rare vulnerability. "About feelings. Emotions. And there's something I can't quite comprehend."

You listened intently, sensing the gravity of Shoto's words. "What is it?"

"I've always been driven by my goals, my desire to surpass my limits, and the need to prove my father wrong," he continued, "but lately, I find myself caught in a different struggle. It's like a flame inside me, burning with an intensity I can't control."

You tilted your head, intrigued. "Oh?"

Shoto nodded, his gaze meeting yours with an intensity that surprised even himself. "It's a distraction, an enigma that I can't unravel. It's like standing at the edge of a precipice, uncertain of the fall," he admitted, a rare flicker of uncertainty crossing his features.

Your lips curled into a gentle smile. "Love, Todoroki. It sounds like you're in love."

Todoroki's brows furrowed, the word foreign on his tongue. Love. A concept he'd analyzed in textbooks but never expected to encounter firsthand.

You smiled gently, understanding the conflict within him. "Love is complex, Shoto. It's not something you can control or quantify. It's a force that binds us together, that makes us vulnerable and strong at the same time."

Shoto absorbed your words, his internal battle slowly subsiding. "I don't know how to navigate this unfamiliar territory."

You reached out, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "It's okay not to have all the answers. Love is a journey, not a destination. Take your time, Todoroki."

"I think… I might be in love with you," he confessed, the admission hanging in the air like the delicate petals of cherry blossoms.

Your eyes widened, a subtle blush adorning your features. "Todoroki, that's…" you began, but he silenced you with a tender touch as he placed his hand to your rosy cheek.

"Let me finish," he whispered, his breath mingling with the soft evening breeze. "I might not fully understand it, but I know that being around you feels just right. I love spending my time with you, it doesn't matter if we just chat or study together."

A heartbeat passed between you, the air charged with unspoken emotions. And then, in a moment both tender and profound, Shoto leaned in, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek. It was a sweet, hesitant kiss, a step into the uncharted territory of love.

As he looked at you, the world around seemed to fade, leaving only the two of you in the quiet embrace newfound feelings. Shoto's stoic facade melted away, revealing a vulnerability.

A quiet moment passed before you chuckled, breaking the tension. "Well, that's unexpected. I never thought I'd be the one to thaw Todoroki's icy heart."

A small, hesitant smile tugged at Todoroki's lips. Embracing the vulnerability he rarely allowed himself to show, Shoto took a deep breath. "Would you mind if I… explore this feeling with you?"

"I'd like that, Shoto," you replied, reaching your hand out to intertwine your fingers with his.

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red-riot-unbreakable-heart · 2 months

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Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Shoto Todoroki x Fem Reader! 💋

Note: The fic gets a bit saucy, so A18+ ONLY just to be safe!

Genre: Fluff, Romance, S*xual Tension, Making Out

CW: MDNI!, kissing, making out, boobs, fondling, romance, sexual tension, semi-spicy scenes, lemon

Its mid-afternoon in the UA library. The early Spring sunlight is streaming through the tall windows and across the sci-fi novel you're flipping through. You sigh; content to finally have a Saturday off after a grueling few weeks of classes, training and internship activities.

You think back to a particularly tough training session that had taken place the day before - you had finally kicked Shoto Todoroki's ass in front of the whole class. You smile as you remember the shocked look on his face as you reached down to help him back to his feet.

"You had it coming, hot stuff." You winked as he grabbed your hand and let you pull him back to standing position. His face had flushed red in humiliation at the loss.

You're suddenly jerked out of your reverie when a figure looms over you, casting a long shadow on the desk before you. You turn, startled. As if pulled from your daydream, Shoto Todoroki has materialized before you – tall and handsome. You look up at him in surprise, mouth half open.

"I think we should kiss." Shoto's deep voice says above you, his tone neutral.

"Huh?" Your mouth drops fully open. Shoto is looking down at you with eyes alight with determination. That cute blush is back - splashed across his pale cheeks and across his aristocratic nose.

"I was thinking back to our fight yesterday, and the reason why I lost. It was because I was thinking about kissing you the whole time. I let myself get distracted. I think that if we kissed, I could get over it and refocus on training." So matter-of-fact! That was one thing you liked about Shoto - he was straightforward.

"Um...okay." With an effort, you close your gaping mouth. You’re absolutely dumbfounded. Shoto has never shown any romantic interest in you before. You’ve never caught wandering eyes on you in class, he’s never stashed a love note in your locker. None of the typical school love tropes have been leveraged here. If anything, the two of you are loose acquaintances on the cusp of being friends. Maybe a few more months of class and group activities together would have helped you bridge the gap and fully form a decent friendship.

You wonder if he’s been into you all this time, or if this is just a whim he’s exploring. Either way - who are you to let an opportunity to kiss a hot guy go by the wayside? You snap your book shut and stand. "You want to do this right now?"

Shoto nods, and turns to walk away with the expectation that you’ll follow. You get up and sweep your things into your bag, heart beating double time. You quickly jog to catch up with Shoto – he’s already out the door. The two of you walk across the UA grounds in silence, your footsteps falling into a soft rhythm. Your mind is going at a million miles per minute – could this all be an elaborate prank? Shoto has never struck you as the type to play a cruel joke on a classmate. Quite the opposite – when he’s not training he seems so soft and sweet. He strikes you as more of an introvert than anything else. He keeps people at a safe distance. You’ve always been under the impression that when it comes to Shoto, trust is earned, not freely given.

You wonder if this kissing business means that you’ve earned a bit of that trust? Who’s to say.

“So…” you say, attempting to break the tension. “Where are we going?”

Shoto looks back at you, confused. “Isn’t it obvious? We’re going to my dorm room.”

“Oh.” You pause. “Wouldn’t that be a bit inappropriate? Like, what if someone catches us kissing in your dorm room? Won’t we get in trouble?”

“I’ll lock the door.” He says sensibly. “It’s no one’s business but ours.”

“Huh.”

“Oh – I think I understand what you’re getting at.” He runs a hand through his hair reflexively. “It’s no wonder you’re one of the top members of the class. A good hero always has a strategy. So we should come up with an alibi.” He brings his thumb to his chin as he stares into space, pondering.

“If someone catches us, I can say that I experimentally froze my lips with my power and that I asked you to help me warm them up. Naturally, the best way to do so was with your lips.” He turns to you expectantly to gauge your reaction.

What the actual hell, Shoto.

“You’re um…you’re fucking with me, right?” You look at him uncertainly. Shoto’s unusually harsh upbringing has caused him to be shockingly literal at times. Your eyes scan his face until the corner of his mouth quirks upwards into a small smile.

“Yes, I am.”

You burst out laughing at the unexpected joke, and his tiny smile grows into a full grin. He likes making you laugh.

“Listen…” He says reassuringly, “No one is going to bother us – it’s such a nice day. I overheard some of the girls saying they were going to take pictures near the campus cherry blossom trees. They roped Midoriya, Ida and a few other classmates into the activity as well. Bakugo, Kirishima and Sero are all training across campus in the gym. We should have at least an hour or two before anyone comes seriously looking for us.”

Wow. That must be the longest group of sentences he’s ever said to you directly.

“You’ve really thought this through.” You say, following him across the threshold of Class 1A’s dorm complex.

He smirks. “I’m strategic.”

You look at him appraisingly. He looks clean and trim in his tailored UA uniform. Aside from the scar surrounding his eye, he has the most perfect skin of anyone in your class. While the rest of your classmates have been stressing about moisturizer and SPF and acne treatments, you’ve watched Shoto sail through his hormonal teens without a skincare care in the world. The skin of his cheeks is the color of porcelain and looks so, so soft and deliciously kissable. His face holds a mixture of determination and apprehension.

You enter the kitchen and common room area of your dorm and see that it’s completely, blessedly empty - odd for a Saturday. Shoto is right - it is one of the first nice spring days on campus. You assume everyone is out enjoying the nice weather as he said. This is a good thing – it means your clandestine meeting with Shoto can stay secret. Everyone in Class 1A can be so nosy sometimes. You’re determined to keep this juicy little secret between the two of you.

He leads you up towards one of the hallways that encompasses the boy’s dorms, pausing in front of his door to fiddle with his key. His usually steady hands are shaking a bit as he turns the lock and pushes open the door to reveal his immaculately clean bedroom with it’s traditional Japanese décor.

You step inside and slide off your shoes, letting your bag drop to the floor.

“I forgot how traditional your space is, Shoto.”

He closes the door behind you and clicks the lock into place before discarding his keys on his desktop. He looks around the dorm room thoughtfully.

“It’s how I grew up. I never really had the chance to develop my own taste or style.”

“Maybe now that you have your own space, you finally can!” You say enthusiastically. “If you’d ever like to go shopping or want help putting together a Pinterest board, Mina and I can definitely help you find some inspiration.”

His flat line of a mouth quirks up into another small smile. “I haven’t really had the time to think about anything other than school work and the L.o.V. since we moved into the dorms. Maybe you’re right – this could be an opportunity to broaden my horizons. See what I like.”

“Yeah! There are so many fun ways you can bring more of yourself into this space. We can start with a throw pillow.” You say knowledgably, pulling up the Pinterest app on your phone. “What’s your favorite color?”

“Blue.”

You type the color into the search bar, and immediately the screen is flooded with hundreds of different shades of blue throw pillows – all kinds of patterns and sayings and beading and embroidery. You hand him your phone and encourage him to scroll through the options.

“I’m sure we can find something that makes you feel like you.”

His eyes soften a bit as he takes the phone from you, intrigued. He scrolls through the colorful images, overwhelmed by the options. After a few minutes of careful deliberation, he finally stops and double taps a picture, hyperlinking to a website.

“This. This feels like it could be me.” He sends himself the link so he can purchase the pillow later. He hands back your phone and you take a curious look – the image he’s drawn to is a long rectangle of fabric shaped like a whale. It has navy blue stripes along with a small curved tale and button eyes sewn on. You look up and see that the tips of Shoto’s ears are bright red.

“This isn’t what I was expecting – but I see now that it suits you perfectly.” You say, picturing the whale pillow in his room – a dash of whimsy against the otherwise stuffy outdated décor. He practically glows at the compliment. You realize that this is likely one of the first times someone is validating a choice he has made for himself. You cough and toss your phone into your discarded bag – the moment feels oddly intimate.

Shoto’s eyes scan across your face and he speaks his next words slowly, almost deliberately. “This is what I’ve always liked about you, y/n. You always seem to know what to say to get someone to smile or to open up. Admirable traits in a future hero.” You feel your own face heating up at the sweet compliment. Shoto has never given you so much direct attention outside of class, and it’s exciting and almost unnerving to have those two intense eyes focused in entirely on you.

“Thank you Shoto, that’s a very kind thing to say.” You suddenly realize how very close Shoto’s face is to your own. He’s only a few breaths away. Shoto is a few inches taller than you, so you need to crane your neck in order to get the full picture of his beautiful face. You wonder nervously if he expects you to initiate – should you reach out and grab his face? Your heart starts beating much too fast and you see his intense eyes dart down to your lips, wanting. You take a step closer to him, leaning up to meet his face, and…

“Let’s get started.” He says abruptly, breaking the moment. He walks over to his closet and pulls out his bedroll, hastily moving to set up his sleeping space so that you’ll have a comfortable place to sit. Once he sets up the space, he takes a seat on the soft mattress and motions for you to join him. This wasn’t really what you were expecting, but you remember that Shoto is pretty sheltered. He clearly has a plan in mind here, so you decide to let him take the lead.

“Alright, before we start – I just want you to know that we can stop at any point you’d like. I want you to be comfortable here, so please let me know if at any time you feel like you don’t want to continue. Ok?”

You nod, appreciating the dialogue and Shoto’s forethought surrounding consent.

He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. Leaning his head back, he exhales slowly through his nostrils. After a moment of deep breathing, his eyes flutter open. “It’s an exercise my father taught me for clearing my nerves before a battle.” He explains as he runs a nervous hand through his two-toned hair.

“Are you anticipating a battle here?” You tease, reaching over to place your hand on his thigh. Shoto eyes the hand curiously before matching your gaze.

“Of course not. But surprisingly – I have the same feeling of anxiety now that I usually have right before a sparring match.” His expression is stone cold serious, not even the hint of a joke this time.

“I understand that. It’s nerve wracking to kiss a person for the first time.” You quickly double back on your words. “N-not that I’m implying that this is your first kiss or anything, I-”

Shoto blinks. “Oh – this is my first kiss. I thought it was fairly obvious.”

“Oh! Oh, Todoroki – I didn’t realize!” You trip over your words a bit and it brings out a soft smile in Shoto.

“I think that’s why I’ve been so distracted lately. Once I know how it feels, maybe then I can move on and focus back on my training and studies. Is this not your first kiss?” He tilts his head to the side, questioning. You see no hint of jealousy in his eyes – he’s legitimately curious.

“N-no. I’ve kissed a few people before. Never anything serious! Just here and there at summer camp.” You smile weakly, face burning. Shoto nods appreciatively at your candid answer.

“That makes sense – you’re very competent at everything you do. And very attractive.” This last part brings a blush across Shoto’s pale cheeks. “I had assumed there were plenty of people who have wanted to be kissed by you.” The compliment is unexpected and it makes a laugh bubble up your throat. You start giggling and Shoto seems taken by surprise.

“Did I say something funny?”

“No – no! You’re just so sincere and sweet and I am so nervous right now. Shoto you’re competent and attractive, too. I hope that you know that!” This brings his smile back out again, like the sunshine after a long rainstorm.

“Why don’t we just get it over with, then? I’ve read a few articles and studied some movies and…well, I think I’m as prepared as I can be.” Shoto’s face is so open and earnest your heart squeezes in your chest. He studied for this??

Slowly, carefully, Shoto reaches out a delicate hand to cradle the side of your face. He scoots somewhat awkwardly closer to you, but the rest of his movements hold his typical grace. He leans forward, eyes half closed, and brings his lips to your own.

You dip your head to receive the kiss, and you feel his soft lips melt against yours. You close your eyes and revel in the feeling of his mouth. Everything about him is soft and electric at the same time – the points where your bodies are connected feel charged with some kind of buzzing energy that leaves your breathless. And just as soon as it’s begun – it’s over. A brief peck, a stolen moment in time. Shoto pulls away from you, eyes wide, as he catches his breath.

“So?” You ask, trying for nonchalance but failing when you realize your voice is just a hoarse whisper. “What did you think?”

“It’s…” Shoto looks at you thoughtfully, touching his fingers to his tingling lips. “It wasn’t what I was expecting. I just feel like I want to do it more – like I need to keep going.”

You laugh – “Did you really think you’d want to stop after your first kiss?” Shoto shrugs, unwilling to answer the question.

“Can we kiss again? Please. If you’d like to, that is?” He asks, and you note the want in his voice. You’ve never heard Shoto Todoroki sound desperate for anything in his life before this moment. You’re surprised at how he sounds fairly desperate for you.

You smile at him and lean in close, bringing your foreheads together. You can feel different temperatures playing across his skin as he works to keep his quirk in check as excitement roars across his body.

“Follow my lead, lover-boy.” You whisper, before crashing your lips together. You move at a faster pace this time, showing him how to slide his mouth against yours to have a proper make out. He picks it up quickly and absolutely relishes in it. His eyes are closed and his hands find either side of your face again. You let him hold you like that for a few minutes before you decide to take the reigns a bit more. You reach out to place a hand on his chest and softly push him away from you.

“Here – this will make things a lot easier.” You stand up and move to straddle him, slowly sliding into his lap and wrapping your legs around his back. You place his hands on your waist and wind your arms around his neck. “Comfortable?” He nods, his eyes blown wide and almost glassy with lust.

“This is okay?” He asks, looking down at the way his hands grip your hips.

“Absolutely. You’re going to want them there for leverage.”

“Leverage?” He asks weakly, his eyes trained on your lips.

“You’ll see.” You smile deviously as you take in how absolutely undone Shoto looks. “Okay, next step – have you done any research on French kissing?”

Shoto nods again, looking a bit uncertain. “I watched a romantic comedy online and at the end the main couple kissed that way.”

“Well it’s super easy – I’ll walk you through it.” You tilt your head towards his and melt your lips back together, starting out with a slow and soft kiss. As he begins to get comfortable with the pace of your kissing, you move to deepen it – running the tip of your tongue across his lips. He naturally opens his mouth to you, and you move so that your tongues meet. You guide him into a light dance, your kisses becoming more frantic as your mouths and tongues collide. This brings out a ferocity in Shoto that you hadn’t expected, and you feel his hands grip your hips with almost bruising force. You groan, turned on by the contact. You automatically rock your hips into his and he stills at the motion. You blush as you realize that you can feel Shoto’s dick becoming hard beneath you. Shit.

His hands fly off of your hips and he sits back, mortified.

“I’m so sorry-” you start to say as he runs his hand anxiously through his hair again. Shoto takes a deep breath and looks at you, eyes still fuzzy.

“Don’t be sorry! That was amazing, I just…didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He looks down between you pointedly. He doesn’t want you to get freaked out by the fact that he’s got a boner.

“Oh I’m not uncomfortable at all! Actually, quite the opposite.” This answer makes Shoto’s sculpted eyebrows fly up into his hair.

“Really?” He whispers.

“Yeah. It’s actually really hot.” You reach down and take his hands in yours, moving them back to your hips. You make piercing eye contact with Shoto as you roll your hips experimentally again – feeling his hardness even through your clothes. He groans at the contact this time, a soft sound that is just: So. Goddamn. Hot.

You grind against him again, picking up a steady rhythm as Shoto enthusiastically moves your hips. Struck by sudden inspiration, you lean forward to kiss a sloppy line up his neck. This draws a moan from Shoto that you weren’t expecting – low and sweet. You smile as you continue to kiss his neck, using your tongue when you find a particularly sensitive spot beneath his ear.

Shoto grabs your face with one hand and tilts your head up before crashing his lips back into yours. His kisses are heated and passionate as he bounces you on his lap, making you both see stars. You’re so wet you can feel yourself soaking through your panties. You pray that your school uniform pants won’t get damp beneath you – how embarrassing would that be?! At the same time - you don’t give a damn; Shoto’s mouth and his hands and his dick feel far too good. At the moment kissing Shoto Todoroki feels like the only thing you were put on this goddamn earth to do.

Tentatively, you feel Shoto’s hands wander up from your hips. You moan into his mouth as his hands find your breasts. “How is this?” He whispers hoarsely, running delicate fingertips across the peaks of your breasts. “Is this okay? I can stop if you want me to.” You moan your consent enthusiastically, and when he begins to softly knead your boobs over your shirt, your hormones fully take the wheel.

You hop off your classmate so you can quickly unbutton your shirt – your tie flying off as you work. Shoto remains sitting on the floor and does the same with his own uniform. In a moment he is sitting shirtless and beautiful before you, chest heaving as he works to catch his breath. He stares at you with bright eyes as you stand above him in nothing but a bra and UA’s uniform slacks. He has never seen a woman with so little clothing on before, and he is in awe.

You kneel down beside him on the bedroll and reach out to touch his perfect body. Your hand hovers above his perfectly sculpted abs and you look up at him, eyes asking permission. He nods, giving you his blessing to touch. You smooth your fingertips lightly across the defined planes of his chest and abs, marveling in all that he is. Your palm comes to rest against his chest and you feel his heartbeat – a quick staccato beneath your delicate hand. You push him lightly so that he moves to lie on the ground before you.

“You alright with all this?” You whisper, moving slowly to straddle him on the ground.

“If I get to have you on top of me again – absolutely.” And he grins – a genuine smile that radiates comfort. You’ve never seen a look like that before on Shoto’s face and it stops you in your tracks. You just want to bask in the glow of the rare gift of his beaming face.

After a moment, you collect yourself and move so that you’re on all fours and hovering over him. You shiver – you’ve never been so close to someone in this way before. He seems to notice your hesitation.

“You look cold – do you want to grab a blanket?” He reaches up and runs his hands up and down your arms, giving you more goose bumps. You nod, and he reaches to grab a thick grey knit blanket that’s folded neatly to your left. He pulls you down to lay on top of him and easily casts the blanked across your intertwined bodies. The knit feels luxurious and expensive – and it smells deliciously like Shoto. A scent that’s a mixture of sandalwood and fresh sheets wafts around you. It’s comfortable and warm and you feel so, so happy to be sharing this moment with Shoto.

He wraps his arms around you and feels himself get hard again at the delicate feeling of your bare skin against his own. He pulls you in for a kiss – and this time the passion is slow, sensual. You’ve never kissed someone like this before – like you have all the time in the world. He moves his hands up and down your bare back beneath the blanket – warming you up. He’s keeping his ice quirk at bay – both of his hands are the perfect temperature as they run across your soft, supple skin. His hands come to rest on your lower back as he moves to experimentally kiss down your collarbone.

“Oh! Oh, Shoto, yes.” Is all you can say. The use of his given name seems to turn him on even more, because his kisses become sloppier and he runs the edge of his teeth against your skin. He continues to kiss down your shoulder, pausing for only a moment in order to roll you both over so that he can have a turn on top. You gasp at the sudden movement – the dynamics have unexpectedly shifted and Shoto is in total control.

He gazes down at you, shifting the blanket so that it doesn’t get tangled between your bodies.

“You’re so beautiful.” He says, a note of wonder in his voice. “Your skin is so soft…I never realized how great it would be to touch you.” He runs a light fingertip across the delicate skin of your neck and across the expanse of your collarbone. He watches as he runs his finger down the slope of one of your breasts, stopping when he meets the soft cotton of your bra.

“Can we take this off?” He whispers, moving to palm your breast over the delicate white material. You nod, and prop yourself up so you can reach behind yourself to unclip the clothing. With a light “pop!” the bra clip comes undone and Shoto helps you discard the item. He takes in your breasts with a look of absolute amazement and cautiously reaches out to touch them. He gently runs the palm of his hand across your right breast experimentally. You gasp at the contact, and he nervously glances at your face to make sure you’re not in any discomfort. You smile at him, encouraging him to keep going. He kneads the breast in his strong hand a few times before experimentally rolling his thumb over your nipple. You gasp at the contact as pleasure surges through you – you had no idea you were so sensitive. Shoto repeats the motion, earning a soft moan. He smiles at the praise – unexpectedly mischievous as he moves so that he’s kneeling over you, able to tackle a breast with each hand. He goes to work pinching and massaging and rolling your breasts between deft fingers, drawing the sweetest sounds from your mouth.

“Shoto!” You cry out as he moves to spread more kisses across your neck as his left hand plays with one of your breasts. You reach down and squeeze the muscular plane of his ass, begging him to grind into you. He gets the message loud and clear – moving against you gently so that you can feel his hardness graze against you.

He’s causing so many delicious sensations across your body with his lips, hands, hips, groin – it’s almost too much. You feel like you might drown in him when suddenly –

A knock on the door causes you both to still.

“Todoroki?” Mr. Aizawa’s voice is muffled behind the door. You’re both rigid with fear. Shoto’s lips are at your neck and his breath tickles your bare skin. Your fist is tightly squeezed around his left ass cheek. You stare at the ceiling as you start to panic, wondering wildly what you’re supposed to do in this situation. Oh shit oh shit oh shit.

Mr. Aizawa knocks on the door again. “Todoroki – your father is here to see you.”

“My father?!” Shoto blurts out before he can stop himself. He scrambles off of you and looks around in a panic. “Why’s my father here?”

The walls seem to be thinner than you thought, because Mr. Aizawa supplies an answer from the other side of the locked door.

“Endeavor had a press conference at a hotel down the road this morning. He wanted to check in and discuss internships. I left him waiting in the common area. I’ll be in my office if you want to grab any internship paperwork while he’s here. I wouldn’t keep him waiting, kid.”

“Of course – thank you Mr. Aizawa!” Todoroki calls through the door awkwardly, listening as your teacher’s footsteps recede into the distance.

You and Shoto stare at each other in absolute horror.

“Do you think he heard us? Do you think h-he knows?” You whisper, panic lacing your voice.

Shoto shakes his head no as he gathers up his shirt and shakily tries to re-button it. “No – I don’t think he was out there long enough to hear anything incriminating.”

You let out a breath of anxious air, reaching for your discarded bra. “Thank goodness.” You re-clip your bra and shrug on your shirt.

“Endeavor is here?” You eye Shoto with concern as he dawns his tie and straightens his hair in a wall mirror on the back of his door.

“My old man likes to pop up at inconvenient times.” Content with his hair, he looks down at you. You’ve started to fold up his blanked and bedroll, patting down your own hair along the way.

“We should probably talk about what just happened…” He starts to say, but you shush him as you hear heavy footsteps coming from down the hall.

“Shoto!” A booming voice rings through the hallway, sending shivers up your spine. The heavy footsteps come to a stop right outside Shoto’s dorm door. The doorknob rattles as someone tries the lock. “How dare you keep me waiting!”

“I’ll be out in a minute, old man!” Shoto calls back bitingly. He glares at the door, thankful for the meager lock. He turns to look at you, and his eyes fill with panic. You scan the room for a place to hide – there is absolutely nowhere to conceal yourself in Shoto’s sparse, plain room.

Suddenly, you’re struck with inspiration – you point to the window. Shoto nods in agreement, dashing to grab your things from where they lay abandoned at the threshold of the door.

Quietly, you pad over to the window and pull back the curtains by a foot. You unlatch the window and slide it softly open before hoisting yourself into the wide window frame. It’s lucky you’re not afraid of heights – because Todoroki’s room is on the fifth floor. There is a small escape ladder for fire emergencies (you smile at the irony of Endeavor being the fire emergency in this case). You move to settle your feet on the top rung of the ladder, with plans to climb your way back to the ground so you can re-enter the dorm building from the back.

Shoto leans out the window and hangs your messenger bag around your shoulder.

“Find me later so we can discuss this.” He says, looking apprehensively over his shoulder as his father continues to bang on the door and callout his name. “I’m sorry this ended with you having to sneak out the window like some sort of criminal.”

“Ah, it’s no big deal! Makes it more exciting.” You grin and he smiles back. He leans forward and presses a small kiss to the corner of your mouth before moving back to close the window.

As he slides the glass closed, he says to you “I don’t think this is going to help me refocus. If anything, I’m more distracted than ever.” You give him a wink as he shuts the window soundly, drawing the curtains to cover your escape.

Hastily, you climb down 5 stories worth of thin metal ladder, landing gracefully in the soft spring grass. You walk to the dorm’s back entrance and let yourself in, walking past the laundry room and up towards the common area. Mina waves at you as she tosses some clothes into the washing machine, and you say a silent prayer thanking the powers that be that none of your friends had come looking for you while you spent your blissful hour hidden away, half-naked and moaning, in Shoto Todoroki’s room.

You climb the stairs two at a time until you hear the voice of the Number 2 Hero grumbling in the common area. Curious, you peak around the corner to see Shoto and his father seated on one of the couches, sorting through paperwork. Shoto has a dead look behind his eyes as his father lectured him about the importance of networking. He nods blankly a few times before his eyes catch sight of your small frame hiding around the corner. His entire face softens at the sight of you. Endeavor notices and turns to see what’s captured his son’s attention.

“You there! Are you a member of Class 1A?” He booms out, almost polite in his delivery. You walk out into the room, drawing yourself up to your full height.

“Dad – this is my classmate Y/N. She lives on the girl’s side of the dorm. Her quirk is extremely powerful.”

“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Endeavor.” You say, trying not to blush at Shoto’s compliment. Endeavor waves you off with a fiery hand.

“Ah, that’s right. I recognize you from the Sport’s Festival. Your quirk and fighting style were both quite impressive.” He looks at you appraisingly. “Are you a close friend of Shoto’s?”

“She is.” Shoto answers smoothly. “Actually, she’s been tutoring me a bit lately on some techniques I’m not familiar with. She’s a greatteacher.” The subtext is not lost on you.

“Surely you don’t need help in your studies, Shoto. You’re at the top of your class.” Endeavor says gruffly, looking to his son for further explanation.

“Just showing him a few moves I picked up in one of my martial arts classes, sir! Shoto picks up new techniques like a Pro.”

Endeavor seems mollified by this answer. “Of course he does. He’s on track to become the best of the best.” The hero claps his hand on Shoto’s shoulder proudly, and you smile weakly at the discomfort that flashes across Shoto’s eyes.

“Well – I’ll let you both get back to your work! Shoto – if you want to practice those techniques again later, I’ll be in the library until 8 tonight.”

You see Shoto ever so slightly lick his bottom lip. His face is tinged with the lightest of blushes.

“Got it. I’ll see you there, Y/N.”

You have a feeling that Shoto isn’t going to be able to focus on his studies for quite some time.

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