Natsuo's grey eyes glance over at you every few seconds.
He's looks rather sad while slurping his ramen. You pretend not to notice by chewing on your food without once looking in his direction.
The table is awkwardly quiet, which isn't at all uncommon. These family dinners are always such a pain because of how boring they are. Fuyumi asks Enji a random question about work to break the silence, but he only gives a curt response and eats his food, the room returning to its previous quietness.
However, once the dishes are cleared off the table, Enji clears his throat. His eyes look at everyone directly before falling to his lap. Everyone can see how his fists tighten against the table.
"I allowed Natsuo to arrange this family dinner tonight because I have an announcement to make."
He pauses before continuing.
"I had a talk with Rei a few days ago. It was the first conversation we had in years but it didn't last long. She said a few things to me that I took into consideration. Looking back at how I've treated my family, I now realize that is not the way a number one hero should act. After All Might died three years ago I was moved up to the number one spot. At the time I was angry, furious, about reaching the top in such a pathetic way."
"Father just spit it out. What are you trying to say?" Shouto asks. You barely pay attention to what he's talk about, toying absentmindedly with two chopsticks between your fingers.
Enji nods, realizing he should get to the point. "I might be too late, but I want to act better now and build a relationship with all of my children... like a real father should."
The chopsticks in your hand snap in half.
Before you can yell something at the man, Natsuo speaks up next to you. "What is that supposed to be some kind of joke!? You think you can just say this and we'll all ignore the way you've treated us for the past few years!?"
Fuyumi frowns. "Natsuo maybe we should just listen to what he has to say--"
"No that's utter crap! How the hell does he expect to start building relationships with his kids if Touya, the child who indirectly got killed by this asshole, isn't here to finally get the attention he always wanted!?"
"Endeavor." You stand up from the table, your arms crossed over your chest and your glare pointed at his. "May I speak to you in your office?"
The man takes a deep breath and stands up as well. "Excuse us from the table."
Shouto has a confused look on his face while he watches you follow the hero into the hallway. Normally you try everything in your power to avoid being near him. Suddenly you want to have a private talk with him alone. There's definitely something off about this because of the way you've been acting lately.
"Excuse me from the table." He says, getting up to trail behind you and his dad.
meanwhile
You walk into the spacious office room. Turning around when you hear the door shut, you sit on his desk, not bothering to care that your action will probably piss him off. Instead of getting mad, however, he just walks closer to you.
Blue eyes pierce down into yours through the darkness of the room. Arm muscles bulge out from the way they're crossed over his chest. The black turtleneck he's wearing is tight, revealing the curvature of his arms and biceps
No words can describe how much you hate this man.
"What do you want?" He asks with a low voice.
You grit your teeth to resist the urge of cursing him out like a crazy person.
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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...