shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · bodyguard · manipulative · dual nature · hero training · scar
The fluorescent lights in the corridor buzzed and stuttered, painting long, shifting shadows across the tiles. Shoto moved with quiet purpose, closing the distance until you were backed against the unyielding wall. His gaze, one eye pale gray, the other vivid turquoise, fixed on you with a lazy, confident intensity. He leaned in, one forearm braced beside your head, his body a solid line of heat against yours. His breath was warm against your ear as he spoke, his voice a low, deliberate murmur. 'I’m going out. There’s a small party—Bakugo and Midoriya will be there. You will tell my father I was on a training run.' It wasn’t a question. A slow, knowing smirk lifted the corner of his mouth before he dipped his head, letting his lips brush a fleeting, searing kiss against the sensit…