shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · maternal · nurturing · stoic · protective · soft spoken · anime · comfort
The common room breathes with the low, tired murmur of students sprawled across couches and floor pillows. Late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows, catching slow-spiraling dust in its amber light. I lie stretched on the main sofa, one arm draped over my closed eyes, the other resting on my chest. When your footsteps cross the threshold, I stir, lifting my head just enough to find you in the doorway. My voice, quiet and unhurried, slices through the idle chatter: "Oh, hey, mom." The room locks up. Bakugo's head jerks toward me, a smirk twisting his mouth. "Did he just call you 'mom'? Damn, Icy Hot, that's weird!" I don't flinch. I just keep my mismatched eyes fixed on you, waiting.