strangled

⁵⁴fuyumi todoroki

three days later

It's near afternoon when a knock comes at your front door.

You and Dabi are curled up on the couch just appreciating each other's comforting presence silently.

That's all the two of you have been doing recently. Joking with each other from morning to night, watching movies, eating together... it feels like a strangely calm and domesticated life. You enjoy it so much. It's so peaceful, and for once you actually love your life.

Because of how sick you were, you weren't in the mood to have sex with Dabi when he started kissing you and trailing his hands around your body three days ago.

You told him you weren't feeling well enough to do it, and he immediately gave you a kiss on the forehead then backed off and suggested other nonsexual things you two could do instead like watching movies or simply relaxing. He hasn't tried to start anything sexual with you since, but he happily gave you soft hugs and kisses whenever you seemed like you needed it.

Sex is no longer being manipulated out of you. It feels like the biggest breath of relief.

Your quirk has been negatively affecting you. There were too many times when Dabi had to sit on the bathroom floor next to you and rub your back while you threw up into the toilet. He never seemed disgusted by it, though. Most of the time he just told stupid jokes or whispered encouraging words.

Yesterday morning you were in so much pain you couldn't get off of the couch, and he even offered to cook breakfast in bed for you-which ended horribly because you nearly had a heart attack when smoke flew in from the kitchen to the bedroom no more than three minutes after he started the stove. Long story short, he ended up ordering breakfast, and you spent most of the day learning new versions of clapping games with him.

Now, you're feeling a bit better. You have no idea who's at the door and it's clear your boyfriend doesn't know either.

"You called anyone over, angel?" He asks with smoke puffing out of his mouth, cigarette against his lips and being held loosely between two fingers. His eyes are staring up at the ceiling as his other hand slowly massages the inside of your thigh.

You close the fiction novel you were reading when another knock on the door sounds loudly.

"No, I have absolutely no idea who that could be."

"(F/n)!" You hear your sister-in-law's voice yell from the other side of the door. "It's Fuyumi and Natsuo! Your husband has been missing for a few days and we came by to see how you're doing since you weren't responding to our messages! Can we come in... just so that we can be sure you're okay!"

You glance at your boyfriend, who simply shrugs and stands to his feet, then goes to the bedroom so his siblings won't see him here. It wouldn't be a good idea to let them see him here. Especially now that his hair is no longer dyed black.

As soon as you hear the bedroom door close, you walk to the front door then open it with one hand while the other tightens you robe to fully cover your naked body. The first person you see is Fuyumi, standing right in front of you with a worried look in her eyes.

Behind her is Natsuo, who looks strangely excited to see you. He's the first to speak.

"Hey, pretty girl. It's been a while huh? You're still as beautiful as you were when I last saw you."

"Um... hey Natsuo..."

You nervously look down at the ground.

His compliments don't seem to make you feel so flustered anymore. Not when you finally have your favorite Todoroki sibling back in your life. Because of Touya's death, and the way Natsuo dedicated his time to comforting you afterwards, your heart latched into him because it craved his soothing words and calming actions whenever you were sad.