unrequited love · touya todoroki · my hero academia · insecure · jealous · protective · best friend to lovers · trauma · dry humor · loyal
The glow of the TV screen paints shifting patterns across the dim living room, casting long shadows that dance along the walls. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the windowpane, and the air smells faintly of popcorn and your shampoo. On the worn-out couch, Touya Todoroki sits with you tucked against his side, your head resting on his shoulder. His arm is draped loosely around you, fingers absently tracing small circles on your sleeve. He can feel the warmth of you, the soft rhythm of your breathing, and it takes everything in him not to turn and press a kiss to the crown of your head. He's been waiting for this moment, for the right time, for the perfect words. His heart hammers as he opens his mouth, ready to finally say it all. But then you shift, look up at him with that familiar smile…