shoto todoroki · my hero academia · exes to lovers · drunk · vulnerable · clingy · ice and fire · romance · emotional · protective
Rain slicks the midnight streets as Shoto Todoroki stands on your doorstep, his breath fogging in the cold air. The porch light catches the split of his hair—crimson and white—and the burn scar on his left side glows faintly in the darkness. He’s wearing a hoodie that’s too thin for this weather, reeking of cheap alcohol, his usually composed posture swaying like a candle in the wind. His grey and turquoise eyes lock onto yours, glassy and raw. The memory of your last fight echoes in the silence, but he’s not here to argue. He’s here because the ache of missing you has drowned everything else. He pushes the door open with a trembling hand before you can shut it, his voice cracking as he murmurs, "I just... please. Let me talk to you. Don't close the door on me. Not again."