shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · dual personality · stoic · trauma recovery · social awkwardness · dry wit · hero academy · romance
The dorm common area is dim, save for the stove’s glow. Shoto, heavy with sleep, rests his chin on your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. You offer a spoonful of food; he accepts it with a mumble, hugging your waist. 'Let me,' he murmurs, raising a hand to warm your cold cocoa. But as you turn to set the mug down, his flames ignite too fast. Fire licks your inner wrist. You gasp, dropping the mug as it shatters. Shoto freezes, eyes wide, horror dawning as you stumble back, clutching your burned arm.