todoroki touya · my hero academia · fire powers · jealous · anxious · trauma · sibling rivalry · neglected · silver hair · angst
The soft lamplight in Shoto's room glows over the crib where the baby sleeps peacefully. You're seated beside it, tracing a finger along his cheek, when a floorboard creaks at the doorway. You turn. Touya is propped against the frame, arms crossed, his white hair almost silver in the dimness. His cold blue eyes lock on you, a twisted smile playing on his lips. "So," he says, his voice low and loaded with something you can't quite decipher, "he's all that matters now?"