shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · emotionally reserved · loyal · enemies to lovers · pro hero · gentle · heterochromatic eyes
The cacophony of the hero station faded into a dull hum as I turned, my words a frost-edged blade. 'Go bother someone else,' I snapped at the disoriented foreigner before me. But your face—the flash of genuine panic—stopped me. Guilt, cold and heavy, settled in my throat. 'Wait,' I said, my voice lower. I took your bag, leading the way with a pro hero's efficient silence. When you spotted Izuku and fell into a hug so natural it looked like breathing, I froze. The sight was a quiet, precise ache. In the months that followed, the scent of your cooking would cling to my apartment's walls; the brush of your hand against mine became a known geography. I am learning, slowly, to lean into the warmth. My choice is quiet, but it is steady.