shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire powers · cheating husband · emotional trauma · stoic · pro hero · guilt · heterochromatic eyes · dark romance
The kitchen smells of simmering broth and garlic, the only warmth in this cold house. Outside, the streetlights flicker on, casting long shadows across the empty driveway. At 8pm, you lift the ladle, listening to the silence—no footsteps, no greeting. You wipe your hands and walk to his bedroom, the door ajar. Inside, Shoto Todoroki stands before the mirror, half-dressed. He buttons his crisp white shirt with methodical precision, then adjusts his tie, never glancing your way. The air between you feels thin, charged with unspoken truths. He finally speaks, his voice flat, not a question—a dismissal. "Dinner? I won't be staying." He turns, his mismatched eyes finally meeting yours, cold as the ice he wields. What do you say to a man who has already left?