Shoto arrived home after school, exhausted from overthinking. He heard his father in the dojo doing some training exercises. Pursing his lips he walked straight past the open door.
“SHOTO!” His fiery father yelled. Shoto stopped but didn’t turn around.
“What?” He growled.
“Kyoka Suru and her mother Chikara Suru will be coming for dinner this weekend. I trust you will be on your best behaviour.” Endeavor said threateningly.
“I already told you, I have a girlfriend. I am not having an arranged marriage. I refuse to be like you.” Shoto turned to face endeavor, flames licking his left side, steam emitting from his clothes.
“You will do as I wish,” Endeavor snarled. “YOU will be the strongest hero and your future offspring will follow the same path. You will make the Todoroki name great and a quirk marriage is the only way to protect your power. Kyoka has an enhancement quirk, the Suru name is a well known and respected name. She will be the perfect support for you and your children will be undefeated.” Endeavor’s eyes glistened maliciously.
Shoto straightened, a deadly look in his eyes. “I will become powerful in my own way WITHOUT your intervention. I will reject you completely.” Shoto turned to walk away. “Don’t expect me to be here this weekend!” He spat the words out over his shoulder.[Y/N’s House, later that night]
You rolled over on your bed, stretching and finding a new comfy position as you scrolled through Insta.
A message notification popped up across the top of your phone screen. “Shoto!”
You sat up and opened the message.
From: Shoto ❤️
“Hello Beautiful girl, are you still awake?”
Reply to: Shoto ❤️
“Hey cutie! Yes I am 😁”
From: Shoto ❤️
“Would I be able to see you?… tonight? … now?
You glanced at the time. “9:45pm… it’s late but I really want to see him!”
Reply to: Shoto ❤️
“Of course! Where did you want to meet?
From: Shoto ❤️
“Well…actually… I’m outside your gate…
You jumped up and peaked through the blinds. There he was, standing at the gate, looking at his phone. Your heart raced as you bolted downstairs. You threw the front door open and flew down the path to your waiting boyfriend.
He grabbed you tightly as you threw yourself at him, hugging you like it was the last time he would ever get to hold you.
“Shoto, you’ve been acting strange all day… your hugs are intense, your kisses are overly passionate…you keep saying strange things.. why do I feel like you’re going to leave me?” You said sadly.
Shoto hung his head, his duel coloured fringe covering his eyes. “May we go inside? There’s something I need to tell you.”
Your heart sank. “Sure.” You replied numbly, walking slowly back to the house.
“My damn old man is trying to force me into an arranged marriage.” Shoto blurted out once you were inside and seated on the lounge.
“He what?!” Your mouth fell open.
Shoto nodded. “I told him you’re the only one I want to be with and that I was refusing to even meet the person but he has arranged a dinner with her and her Mum this coming weekend. I don’t know what to do.” He sighed.
“That’s ok! Just have the meeting and tell her about me and that you have no interest in being with her and that’s it.” You replied happily. “Problem solved!”
“I could try that but it sounds too easy to be true. I highly doubt my father will give up so quickly.” Shoto’s face darkened. “But I will NOT let him get between us.” He reached for your hand and gripped it tightly. “Maybe I’ll just boycott! Are you free this weekend? Let’s go out.” His eyes shone with excitement.
“Unfortunately I have family coming to visit this weekend.” You said disappointed. “It’s my half sister.”
“Oh I didn’t know you had a half sister?” Shoto said surprised.
“Yes, we used to spend a lot of time together when we were younger but when I was about 10 years old they stopped coming to visit.” You sighed.
“I’m kinda nervous to see her again it’s been 6 years since I last saw her.” You gave him a sheepish smile and scratched the back of your head nervously.
“You’ll be just fine gorgeous,” he said, kissing your forehead. “I’ll be here for you too if you need anything.”
“Ahhh my ever reliable Shoto.” You closed your eyes and smiled, leaning into his chest and breathing deeply.
He held you and rested his head on top of yours. You scooted closer and cuddled into him, snaking your arms around his back. He rested a hand on your thigh and made small circles with his fingers as his mind wandered. Suddenly he realized his hand was on bare skin and the temperature of his touch went from temperate to unbelievably cold in the blink of an eye. You jumped up and away at the sudden frigidity from his right side and crashed into him, knocking him back on the lounge with you hovering over the top of him.
You could see a mixture of excitement and fear in his eyes as you stared into them. Gently he placed his hands on your hips and ran his hands up your side. As you expected, his left hand was unnaturally warm and right hand unnaturally cold but he managed to keep them from going to extremes. The movement of his hands shifted your top, exposing some tantalizing soft skin for his fingers to explore.
His touch made you weak and your arms quivered as you tried to hold yourself up. A soft moan escaped your lips as his hands travelled higher. Your enticing little moan tipped him over the edge and he quickly removed his hands right before ice particles frosted over his palm.
Shoto frowned. “I still can’t control it!” He said in frustration. “To be honest, you’re the first person I’ve ever been romantically involved with. I’m… new to all this.” He averted his eyes slightly embarrassed at his naïveté.
“Shoto I really really like you,” you leaned down and gave him a quick sweet kiss. “I love everything about you, including this side of you. Don’t be embarrassed, I think it’s cute.”
He gave you a shy smile, looking at you from the corner of his eyes.
“MY BF IS A CINNAMON SCROLL!”