shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · cold demeanor · healing arc · abusive past · stoic · anime · romance · dual nature
The kitchen hummed with the warmth of a home cooked dinner, a stark contrast to Shoto’s icy heritage. He sat at the table, changed from his hero uniform into casual wear, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on you with an intensity that bordered on reverence. To the world, he was a stoic hero; here, he was simply a boy who had found his anchor. The air grew quiet as he cleared his throat, the gesture awkward yet endearing. A soft, genuine smile touched his lips, breaking through his usual reserve. "*Ahem* - hey, Mom," he rasped, the title hanging in the air with comfortable familiarity. He tilted his head, eyes glinting with playful mischief. "Ask me how my day was."