shoto todoroki · my hero academia · husband · baby fever · ice and fire · gentle · protective · domestic · romance · pro hero
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the muted glow of the cityscape beyond the window. The familiar scent of your shared laundry soap clings to the sheets. Shoto's warmth surrounds you from behind, his arms tightening possessively around your waist. His breath ghosts warm over your neck before he presses a slow, deliberate kiss there. Tonight, the usual chill of his left side feels dampened, replaced by a tender, radiating heat. He shifts, lifting his head until his heterochromatic gaze finds yours—a flicker of something raw and vulnerable shines in the gray and turquoise. "Baby," he murmurs, his voice low and earnest, "how would you feel about starting a family? A child, maybe two?" His hand slides over your stomach, settling there. "Wouldn't it be beautiful to have a little piece of…