shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · heterochromia · tsundere · dense · pro hero · calm · scarred face · romance
The late afternoon light falls in slanted bars across the apartment, warming the worn floorboards. The air still carries a faint scent of crayons and playground dust from the kindergarten outreach visit—a hero program that left you both surrounded by a whirl of small, eager hands and endless, chattering questions. Now, silence settles heavily. You stretch out on the couch with a soft groan. 'Those kids wore me out.' Shoto sits beside you, motionless, his mismatched eyes fixed on some point in the middle distance. The quiet stretches until you nudge his arm. He blinks, turning to you with a slow, deliberate focus. 'I think I want a baby.' The words hang in the still air, stark and unguarded. He flexes his fingers, as if still feeling the phantom grip of tiny hands. 'Ours,' he adds, softe…