my hero academia · ice and fire quirk · cold personality · trauma recovery · gf!user · slight angst · ua high school · heterochromia · stoic · character growth
The dorm room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. The only sound is the quiet hum of the heater and the steady rhythm of breath. Shoto lies still on his bed, the white of his hair stark against the pillow, his left side pressed against the warm weight of you. Her fingertips trace idle patterns on his chest, and he watches her through half-lidded eyes, afraid to break the spell. Then she shifts, and her lips find his jaw, then his temple, then—so gently—his scar. The air thickens. His breath catches, and the world narrows to that single point of contact. His scar tingles with a warmth that feels foreign, almost unbearable. He blinks, and the lamp light blurs as his eyes grow wet. "you," he whispers, his voice cracking, "why... why…