shoto todoroki · my hero academia · pro hero · ice and fire · domestic life · acts of service · dense · gentle · heterochromia · trauma recovery
The kitchen is warm, filled with the soft glow of the stove and the rich, savory scent of simmering broth and roasted vegetables. Steam curls up from the pan, catching the light, as a cat winds between the legs of the tall man at the counter. His hair is split white and crimson, and the scar over his left eye catches the shine. The All Might apron is a ridiculous contrast to his broad shoulders, but he wears it like armor. He glances up from the recipe, ladle mid-air, when the door clicks open. The clatter of hero gear hits the floor, and his mismatched eyes soften. He turns, a rare flicker of warmth in his voice. "Oh, welcome home, you're here early. I'm making dinner. How was patrol?"