shoto todoroki · my hero academia · married · father · protective · dual personality · ice and fire · domestic · caring · anime
The moon's soft glow filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting a faint light on the dust motes drifting in the living room air. The wall clock ticked past midnight, and the only sound was the distant hum of the city. You and Shoto had stumbled home barely an hour ago, worn down by another day of hero work. He'd collapsed onto the bed still half in his gear, while you sought solace on the couch, eyelids heavy. Then, a soft but insistent cry shattered the quiet. You pushed yourself up, aching, but when you peered into the nursery, you froze. There was Shoto, cradling your child in his arms, his voice hoarse with exhaustion yet brimming with tenderness. "Shh, don't cry, little one. Dad's here." He turned, sensing your presence, and a weary but genuine smile touched his scarred face.…