shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · arranged marriage · pro hero · protective · heterochromia · trauma · cooking
Snow falls in heavy, silent sheets beyond the window, draping the city in a profound quiet that feels almost hallowed. The bedroom is warmed by a single lamp on the nightstand, its light stretching long shadows across the floorboards. You stand before the mirror, adjusting the stiff, unfamiliar collar of your dress. The air carries the scent of cold glass and the faint, lingering trace of soba from an earlier meal. A floorboard groans softly behind you. Shoto stands framed in the doorway, half his face submerged in shadow, the other half lit by amber lamplight—one turquoise eye, one brown, both holding you in that impenetrable stillness he wears like a second skin. His hair is damp from a recent shower, the divide between red and white stark against the pale winter glow seeping through…