present day
You lay on your back with your body unmoving, completely silent as Shouto pants and falls onto his side on the mattress next to you.
"That was okay right?" Shouto mumbles. "I liked it."
You sigh, "It's whatever."
"Maybe you'll finally get pregnant this time." Shouto grumbles, relaxing into the mattress."
Rolling onto your stomach, you reach for your phone that's on the nightstand.
Not in the mood to even look at your husband, you wonder if Natsuo can come by the house later today because you haven't seen him in a while.
It's been too long since your last meet up with him, you need a distraction from your life as soon as possible that you know you can only get from Shouto's older brother.
"Did you enjoy it?" Shouto suddenly asks.
He never questions things like this what has gotten into him.
"That really doesn't matter, now does it?" You respond dismissively. He runs his hands down his face then through his hair. "I was only asking because normally other wives moan when their husband has intercourse with them... based on what my work colleagues tell me. But you don't."
You let out an uninterested noise as you scroll through social media. "So you want me to start doing that then? Would that make you enjoy the sex better?"
"Yes."
You glance at the naked man staring down at you then go back to scrolling through your phone. "Then I have no choice other than to do it."
Shouto frowns. "You always make it sound like you're just my bondservant."
Turning to look at him, you restrain tears that are threatening to unleash from your eyes. "What else am I then? Huh? What am I to you Shouto? What does your father see me as?"
He opens his mouth to speak but then closes it again, having nothing to say.
"That's what I thought." You mumble.
Moving your face to the side you try to discreetly wipe away a single tear that fell. You've been keeping up an indestructible facade for so long.
There's no way you can allow it to falter now.
The split-haired man crosses his muscular arms over his chest still making sure to keep his distance from you. "I assure you, (f/n), that this relationship would be a lot more enjoyable if you wore a smile on your face more. Also, if you got pregnant you could spend more time with your husband. Isn't that what you want? Isn't that why you're always complaining and trying to rebel?"
That's the opposite of what I want.
"Maybe I'm just not meant to get pregnant at this time." You hum as an idea comes to your head. "If I end up becoming infertile would we have to get a divorce?"
Shouto stands up as he begins searching through the large closet for his hero costume. "No, my father wouldn't allow us to get divorced at all no matter the circumstances. If you were to become infertile, he'd make me impregnate other women. Then when the babies are born, you'll have to take care of them as a mother."
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strangled
Fanfictionfourteen years prior, you met touya todoroki, a boy with a messed up family and a younger brother whom you would soon be forced to marry. now it's your third year wedding anniversary and instead of it being a boring day with your husband, you manage...
