fate , todoroki

fate?

(a/n i am aWARE that i used the same gif as another chapter but he rarely smiles😭)

"what should i wear?" y/n rummaged through her closet once again. her clothes were already strewn all over the floor, on her bed, and a pile even gathered around denki. "we're only going to eat and take photos but i want to wear something nice..."

she grabbed two outfits from her bed, placing them in front of her body. "denki!" she said, and he snapped his head around to look at her. "which looks better on me?"

originally scrolling on his phone, denki spared her nothing more than a glance. "y/n, you look good in anything."

"you're only saying that because you don't wanna look!" she huffed, spinning around on her heel and facing the mirror. moments later, she was facing denki again, her previous efforts to choose an outfit proving futile. "denki... please..."

he finally looked up from his phone, fixing her with a long and hard stare. "the one on the left," he said, and she beamed. "i thought so too!"

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"hiii!" y/n waved at todoroki, beckoning him over. "...you look pretty, y/n," he commented shyly, immediately averting his eyes to the ground. "um, thank you...!"

they make their way to the nearby amusement park and head into the photobooth. "it says to choose a filter," todoroki said, "how about this?"

she giggled at the moustache filter he'd chosen, "okay, fine." 3, 2, 1! the camera clicked and she laughed at the results. she had a funny expression on her face, but todoroki's face was absolutely expressionless. "shou, you should smile!" she said, laughing, and he couldn't help but let the corners of his lips quirk upwards slightly.

"i want to choose the next filter."

"then you have to promise to smile. pinky promise?"

"...okay," he said, linking pinkies with hers.

"hey! that's a romance filter... should we do a heart shape pose? with our arms? or just our hands?" she asked him as he started the countdown.

he placed his hand on his chin, as if he was deep in thought.

3!

"y/n." she was looking at the camera.

2!

"hm?" she turned to face him.

1!

he pressed his lips to hers, making her eyes widen. he had pulled her in and she thought it was for a hug, but he kissed her instead so her hands were awkwardly up against his chest.

his grip on her was so gentle that she could pull away with a simple easy gesture, so if she didn't feel the same way she would've pulled away long ago.

but she closed her eyes, kissing him back. she could feel his erratic heartbeat, loud and fast as she ran a hand through his hair. when he pulled away, however, she was a stuttering mess, hands frozen in the air and eyes shifting about but remaining on the floor.

"wha- wha...? what was that for?"

"i like you," he said, smiling softly. "i know you think you're embarrassing and all... but if that's so, then i probably like embarrassing people."

she leaned in to whisper into his ear, mainly because her face was messed up and her smile was wobbly and she didn't want him to see it. "i like you too, shou. but, you wouldn't really want to date me... i'm a handful."

"y/n, i have two hands."

and she blushed all the way down her neck, unable to control her laughter. "i'm pretty sure my eyes aren't closed in the photo," she told him playfully, "should we take one last one?"

"yeah, okay," he smiled. "anything to kiss you again."

she chose a different romance filter and started the countdown. 3, 2, 1!

the camera clicked, the photo already taken, but the kiss didn't stop. it lasted for about a minute before todoroki smiled into it, pulling away, "y/n, others are waiting to get their photos taken."

"oh, right!" she laughed, taking the photos that they took and handing them to todoroki. he took the chance to hold her hand instead of taking her photos, and she giggled as they walked out of the photobooth, now hand-in-hand.

"shouto, i have a question," she said as he stared fondly at the photos. "if it was someone else who began to owe you meals because they vomited on your shoe, and someone else who kissed you at the party, would you be with that person now?"

"no," he said, shaking his head, "i wouldn't ask them to owe me a meal in the first place. i already liked you a little from the start. plus, i think i'd still get entangled in your mess. i think we're fated."

"fated?" she laughed.

"yes," he nodded. "you are my fate."

she giggled, leaning into his touch, telling him, "i'm happy to be your fate." as he guided her to a place for dinner. the air around them was sweet, filled with soft giggles and brief chuckles.

at some point, he planted a small, sweet kiss on her forehead, telling her, "i'm very happy with my fate," making her crack up all over again.

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the end!
a/n: my announcements wont work again yall 😭😭