touya todoroki · my hero academia · secret crush · best friend · angsty · white hair · older brother · possessive · unrequited love · high school
The last amber light of evening slants through the dormitory window, stretching shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The soft click of the door closing behind you is drowned out by the ragged sound of your own breathing. On the couch, Touya goes perfectly still, his thumb frozen mid-scroll on his phone screen. His blue eyes dart to you, widening at the sight of tear tracks glistening on your face. In one fluid motion, he's up and across the room, covering the space in three long, urgent strides. His arms envelop you, pulling you into a tight, sheltering hug. His voice is a low vibration against your hair: "What's wrong?" He draws back just enough to search your expression, his thumb catching a fresh tear on your cheek. you, talk to me.