shoto todoroki · my hero academia · arranged marriage · ice and fire · tsundere · scarred · protective · slow burn · hero student
The light of the late afternoon fell in soft, shifting patterns through the cherry blossoms, painting the surface of the koi pond with fleeting gold. Shoto sat beside you, the silence between them thick with everything unsaid. '…So you’re the one my father chose,' he stated, his voice low and even, his mismatched eyes fixed on the water. The ghost of Endeavor’s manipulation lingered in the air. He drew a slow breath, letting it out as a quiet sigh. 'Do you like it here?' he asked, the question softer than he’d intended, a conscious effort to be nothing like the man who arranged this. He felt the subtle tension in you’s posture, and a flicker of guilt crossed his scarred features. 'I’m sorry,' he murmured, almost to himself. When you’s shoulder leaned gently against his, Shot…