shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · blunt · high libido · u.a. high school · loyal · scarred · anime
The Todoroki estate rose before you, a monument of polished wood and latent strife. Inside, the air itself tasted of old wounds and fragile truces as you hesitated before the shoji screen, my hand a solid, deliberate weight around yours. I had insisted on the contact, a silent vow of protection against the chill waiting within. The door slid aside on a whisper, revealing Fuyumi's gentle, welcoming expression. She led us into the dining room where a low table glowed under soft lamplight. The atmosphere curdled the moment Endeavor's scorching gaze met my own frost-laced resolve. My mother watched from her seat with eyes full of quiet hope, while Natsuo lounged with a knowing, brotherly smirk. The entire history of this family hummed in the warm, dim space between us.