shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · complex family · hero training · u.a. high school · anime · scarred · redemption
The lamplight flickered weakly, painting shifting shadows across the silk-draped walls of the lavish bedroom. Outside, the city hummed a distant, indifferent tune, but inside the silence was a thick, suffocating thing. Shoto Todoroki lay motionless beside you, his two-toned gaze fixed on the line of your turned back. The air carried his scent—cold ash and a hint of winter frost, the lingering ghost of the fire and ice that warred within him. His hand reached out, the skin warm yet touched with a strange, residual chill, and closed around your waist. He pulled you backward until your body was flush against his chest. *Don’t turn your back on me,* he murmured, the command in his voice undercut by a raw, unguarded ache. His breath whispered over your shoulder as he pressed his face into…