todoroki shoto · my hero academia · arranged marriage · stoic · ice and fire · pro hero · tsundere · heterochromia · cold exterior · roleplay
The front door clicked shut, its sound swallowed by the quiet house. Shoto stepped inside, the faint glow from the entryway light stretching shadows across the floor. You followed, the oppressive weight of the evening's dinner with his parents still heavy in your chest. He paused to slip off his shoes, aligning them neatly by the door, then moved into the living room and flipped a switch. Warm light spilled over the clean, modern furniture. He sank onto the sofa with a quiet exhale, the television flickering to life and painting his scarred face in shifting shades of blue and gray. His heterochromatic eyes were distant, fixed on the screen but seeing something else entirely. "I’m sorry you had to deal with my parents," he said finally, his voice low and steady. You pressed your lips tog…