I am His, He is Mine

Trying to Keep It Together

"I told you to stay away from my son!" I grunt as I'm forced against a wall, the number two hero standing over me. I was out doing some early morning training when I was essentially ambushed by Enji Todoroki. I really hated this man. "And as I've said before. I will never leave him because of you," I growl as I stand my ground. I feel a sharp pain hit my stomach, causing me to cough harshly. "I suggest you listen or I won't be so gentle next time," he spats as he sends me a final punch, causing me to fall down. "That was gentle?" I mutter to myself as I take in a few breaths, throwing my head against the wall.
I had a feeling Enji would come after me again, especially since I wouldn't do as he said and leave Shoto. We've been together for about nine months and it was the best thing to ever happen to me. I sigh as I stand, wincing slightly at the pain. "Fuck," I groan as I straighten out, collecting myself once more. I didn't expect anyone to find me as I tend to train near a secluded pond in the woods, guess I was wrong. I gather up my things as I head back to the dorms, trying to take in slow breaths. If this is what Shoto had to endure everyday, I now have an even deeper hatred for Enji. I end up at the dorms about 45 minutes later, pausing as I get to the front door.
As I open the door, I'm greeted by the chatter of my classmates. We were on spring break and for once, we didn't have to train unless we wanted too. "Bonjour Y/N! How was training?" Aoyama asks me as I plop on the sofa next to him. "Eh. The usual," I shrug. I got punched by the number two hero, if that tells you anything. I think to myself as I focus my eyes on the tv. I sigh as I rub my face, feeling drained. "Are you sure you're okay?" Aoyama asks as he sits down next to me. I truly wasn't. On top of my depression, this month was the month I lost my parents and it didn't help me at all. "Yea. I'm sure." I respond as I get up, walking up to my room.
I grab what I need for my shower, a heavy feeling settling in my chest. April always seemed to be the worst for me because of their deaths. It's actually the month of their wedding anniversary from what my aunt has told me. I let out a shaky breath as I head towards the shower, trying to wash away my encounter with Endeavor and the thoughts of my parents. After about thirty minutes, I exit my shower. I still felt like hell, but I had to hold myself together. "Hey, Y/N! Want to catch a movie with me and the girls?" Momo asks me as she passes me in the hall. I think for a moment before responding. "Thank you, but no thanks. I have a few things to take care of today. Maybe next time?" I inquire, Yaoyorozu nods as she walks towards the common area.
I flop down on my bed, still wrapped in my towel as a sigh falls from my lips. I wanted to go out, as I knew it would help get my mind off of everything, but I couldn't. I needed to take this day and spend it with my parents. I reluctantly roll off my bed, throwing on a t-shirt and jeans shorts, grabbing my beanie. I slide on my Vans, grabbing my notebook and guitar. I'm about to walk out my room when I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist. "Hello, darling," Shoto whispers as he buries his face in my neck. "Hey Sho," I respond softly as I hug him back before breaking away and grabbing my bag. "Where are you going?" He asks as he leans against my door frame. "Think about what month it is, baby." I say flatly as I walk passed him. "Want me to come with?" His voice was warm as he catches up with me, following me out the door.
I stop in the doorway, my eyes on my feet. "If you want. I'm not going to make you," I shrug as I look at him. He nods his head as he runs back inside, coming back a few moments later with his book. "Let's go," he says softly as he wraps his arm around my waist.

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The walk to the cemetery was quiet, my mind racing with an abundance of thoughts. Once we arrive, I feel my chest shake slightly from the suppressed cries that sat there. "Hi mom. Hi dad," I whisper as I sit down in front of their headstones. I clean them off before changing out the flowers. "I miss you guys. It's been really hard lately. Going through school and dealing with everything," I stop myself, taking in a deep breath. "I hope it's okay that I brought my boyfriend, Shoto, along. He's been my backbone for a while now," I say with a small smile as I look over to him. He places his hand on my knee as he breaks his concentration from his book. I feel a tear slip from my tear duct, my fingers fiddling with one another.
"I, um, I brought my guitar to play a song for you guys. But then I realized that it wasn't totally finished," I chuckle through my tears. I decided to play a few chords from my song anyway, my tears falling more now as I play my guitar. I decided not to sing as I knew my voice would crack too much for it to even sound remotely okay. As I finish playing, I hadn't realized that Shoto had sat behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist. "I promise I'll come back when it's done and I'm not a mess," I laugh through my tears. My laughter soon turns into sobs as I lean back into Shoto, my hands covering my face. "I miss you guys..." I mutter through my sobs, my body shaking violently. I feel Shoto tighten his grip around me, rocking us back and forth.
"I'm so sorry I've failed you guys. I need you," I cried as I look at the stones in front of me. I grab my bag as I pull out their pictures, setting them in front of their headstones. "I brought your pictures. Don't worry, I still have copies for myself," I finally say as I calm myself down. I lean back against Shoto's chest, grabbing my notebook. I read out the poem I had written for my parents, my tears falling onto the page. I felt so numb, yet so pained all at the same time. My chest hurt from all of the crying I was doing, but I couldn't seem to stop.
"Shh. It's okay," Shoto whispers as he kisses the top of my head, my body just shaking as I quietly sobbed. "Why did they have to go? Why did they leave me?" I cry, pulling my knees to my chest. I slowly start to calm myself down, just staring forward. We sat there together, Shoto reading to me. It felt nice to just sit here and be with him. I had almost told him no, but I'm happy I didn't. I don't know if I would have been able to calm down like this if I had. I pick up my sketchbook, beginning to draw as he read to me. This was the only way I knew how to hold myself together right now- today making it harder than ever to do so.
I was lost in thought on my drawing that I hadn't realized Shoto had stopped reading until he kissed my cheek. "Is that your family home?" He asks as he rubs my arms. I nod, sniffling softly. "Yea. From what I remember of it. Which isn't much," I say as I place some shading in some areas, pushing hair out of my face. I finish my drawing, ripping it out of my book as I put it in the box that lay between them. I look through everything that had been put in the box from me and my family. I smile at the small trinkets, each of them a memory.
"Baby?" Shoto says softly, his hand rubbing my thigh. I turn my head to face him. "Yea?" I raise a brow, sitting on my side, leaning on his knee. "What made you guys bury your parents in Japan? Why not Paris?" He asks me cautiously. "My parents had always loved this country. They used to travel here a lot according to my aunt, so she said that it was only right that Japan be their final resting place." I respond as I look over at them. "Makes sense," Todoroki responds.
I let out a sigh as I lean against his chest, playing with his necklace. "Can we go get food? I'm hungry." I say after a few moments of silence. "Of course, honey," he says as he kisses my temple, standing both of us up. I say my goodbyes to my parents as we gather our things, the two of us walking to the nearest cafe. I don't know what it is, but cafes always seemed to be our go-to spot when either one of us were feeling down.

"I hope this is okay?" Shoto asks me as we take a seat at "our" booth in the back of the cafe. I nod as I play with my bracelet, keeping my eyes on the table. I look at Shoto as he lifts my chin, his dual-colored eyes looking into my pink ones. "I love you, okay? I know things have been hard for you lately, but that doesn't change anything," he reassured me as I lean into his touch. I nod at his words, closing my eyes at his warmth. I feel his lips press to mine, my body instinctively returning the gesture. I place my hand over his, his thumb rubbing my cheek. We pull away after a few moments, a blush on both of our cheeks as we notice the waiter standing at our table. We give him our order before locking our eyes and fingers together once more, sharing small talk with one another.
"I have something to tell you Sho," I say after a few bites of my salad. "What is it, princess?" He asks as he take a sip of his tea. I chew my lip, wondering if I should tell him about my encounter with his father earlier. "Y/N? What is it? You can tell me. I promise," he says as he grabs my right hand, his thumb rubbing the back of my hand. I let out a small sigh before speaking. "So I was at the pond training this morning and um, your father showed up," his hand gripped mine tightly, my face grimacing slightly at the slight force. "What did he say?" His voice was low, almost in a growl. "He um, he told me to stay away from you and then when I told him no, he,he.." my voice gets caught in my throat, my hand gripping his tighter. "He hit me..twice.." my voice broke as I spoke, Shoto's grip hurting me. "Shoto. My hand." I squeak out, Shoto immediately retracting his hand and apologizing.
"Sorry." His tone was flat, his expression blank. I knew not to tell him, but he deserved to know. "Babe?" I say as I wave my hand in front of his face, gripping my mug. "Yes?" He raises a brow, meeting my eyes. They were cold but filled with rage. "Please don't do anything. It was no big-" "Don't." His tone was sharp, shocking me a bit. "It is a big deal. He laid his hands on you and that is not okay," he growls as he looks out the window. The rest of our lunch was quiet, the anger radiating off of him. We pay before we leave, his fingers locked in mine as we head back to the dorms.

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"Please don't do anything rash. I don't want you getting hurt," I say as I watch Shoto gather a few of his things. "No promises," he says coldly. I was getting worried because I know that he was going to go confront his father. "I'll be back later. Don't wait up," he says as he kisses my forehead before walking out of his dorm room. "Please be careful," I whisper as he walks away, my hands folded in my lap, my eyes fixated on the door.

~At the Todoroki House~

Shoto's POV:

My blood was boiling as I walked into my family home, kicking my shoes off at the door. "Where is he?" I snarl as I face Fuyumi. Her face had an expression of worry and shock on it as she sees me. "In the training room. Why?" She asks in a motherly like tone. "No reason," I speak as I make my way to the training room. I feel my blood rise as I swing open the door, both of my quirks beginning to activate. "You fucking bastard!" I shout as I throw a punch at my father, being able to land it as it caught him off guard. "Shoto! What was that for?!" My father yells as he looks at me startled.
"You fucking hit her?!" I seethed, my fire starting to grow. I begin to throw fire and ice his way, my rage showing through my attacks. Endeavor blocks them, throwing some back at me. I manage to dodge a few, my eyes narrowed at him. "So what if I did? She deserved it! She's distracting you from your training!" He shouts as he knocks me back into the wall. I let out a grunt, tasting iron in my mouth. I spit out the blood that had pooled in my mouth, shooting an ice wall at him.
I pull myself together as I stand up, continuing to shoot ice his way. "How dare you say she deserved it! She never did anything to you!" I shout as I form an ice spike, pinning him against the wall with a wall of ice. I place the spike against his throat as I create a platform so I was at his level. "If you ever lay a hand on Y/N again, I swear to All Might I will murder you myself," I seeth, pressing the tip of the ice against his throat just enough to nick his skin. I get down, leaving him there as I exit the training room, ignoring the words that leave his lips after I'm gone.
"What the hell just happened?!" Fuyumi shouts at me as I start towards the door. "Nothing. Just know that I settled a problem," I say coldly as I walk out the door without saying my goodbyes.

I wanted to get back to Y/N and hold her. I finally felt my anger subside as I made it back to the dorms, immediately rushing back up to my room. I smile to myself as my eyes land on her sleeping figure, my hoodie swallowing her body. I strip out of my clothing, throwing them into my clothes bin before climbing in behind her, wrapping my arms tightly around her. "I promise to never let anyone, or anything, hurt you my love," I breathe softly as I kiss the top of her head, slowly drifting off to sleep.