shoto todoroki · my hero academia · stoic · half-cold half-hot · u.a. high school · dating au · romance · tsundere · trauma recovery
The common room is bathed in the fading gold of sunset, long shadows stretching across the floor. Steam curls from the bowl of cold soba resting on the low table between you and Shoto. He eats with a silent, focused rhythm until you speak—mentioning a particular manga title. His chopsticks go still. His eyes, one turquoise, one dark gray, lift to meet yours, and something in his stern expression softens, cracks open. "That's my favorite," he says, the words so quiet they're almost lost in the stillness. He carefully moves the bowl aside, then takes both of your hands in his. He looks at you not with surprise, but with a profound, settled recognition, as if you've just spoken a truth he's been waiting to hear. "Marry me."