You and Shoto Todoroki met in UA, you went from heavy competition to realizing your not as different as you thought you were. Few years later and you guys have been living with each other for a year or two.
(F/f) favourite food
Home from Hero-ing, you put away your jacket and shiver at the difference in warmth, Shoto left a bit earlier after getting into a fight with his father again, the battle was really rough today.
Quite a few casualties, the new villians are getting tougher and tougher.
He greets you with a kiss on the cheek as you smile at him, glad to be away from it all but not entirely yourself, but it's not out of the ordinary.
"Sorry I couldn't help with the after-mess, you know how he can be and what they lead to. If I stayed it wouldn't be good for either of our reputations..." He let's go of rubbing your arm, going awkwardly to his own. He's always been so open with emotions towards you, you love it.
"It's fine, I'm glad you didn't have to go through that ontop of it." You give him a tight but brief hug, going to get a glass of water. "So, what's for supper great chef?"
He giggles, relaxing a bit at the running joke you've had for years. "I was thinking (f/f)? As compensation of course" you giggle softly, he's such a simp at times, he especially loves making you your favourite food/drinks/snacks.
"Sounds great, let me get undressed." You give him a kiss as your pass to the bedroom, giving him all the kitchen space. You get out of your suit, staring at all the splatters and slashes, putting it in the immediate laundry and not daring to look at it again. Changing into spanks and an oversized sweater you go back out to see the food almost ready.
"Mmmmm smells delicious oh great chef." You grab everything needed and go around the semi island to the table, placing them down and helping plate the food, sitting down with him and beginning to eat. You both tend to eat in silence just enjoying company so you finally get to hear the TV quietly playing the news... of this night.
"New updates to the scene! Not only did Hero's Ground Zero, Froppy, and chargebolt die, countless others in hospital, but one of the villians have escaped custody and hasn't been found" Your eyes pop wide at the last place, fear and sadness on your face as you abruptly stop eating and stare at the screen showing the wreck and missing villain. Shoto looks up with sympathy and worry, grabbing the remote.
"Sorry, I was catching up on everything that happened earlier and forgot to shut it off..." the screen pauses on you, holding your best friend Kastuki in your arms, screaming as tears flood down your face. The caption read "Many hero's have taken a mental hit to this, we hope no attacks happen soon."
"I-.... It's fine, we've all been through alot today" you stand up, taking your half eaten food across the counters and put it in a container. Whiping your tears and loosing control. "I'm not hungry anymore, I'm gonna get ready for bed. You finish today ok?" The fake smile was so much easier than you remember.
"Alright, don't take too long" and with that, you go to the bathroom. Locking the door and leaning over the sink, silent tears aren't so easy to produce as the smile.
Your mind is completely foggy as you reach for an all too familiar place, the cool metal feels so good compared all the heat from the fight. You sit down at the edge of the tub, feeling your arm have a line of warmth as you remember all the faces, lost and broken.
Another line of warmth, contrasting less as the metal heats up in your hands, and the wet heat on the other side. Holding everyone you cared for in your arms, knowing their heartbeat is gone for good. Another line as you think of the amount of times you let yourself get hit out of the fight and you had to watch those people take more and more hits while you can't do anything.
Warm...
So warm... it's almost comforting.
You fall back into the tub softly, smiling through pained tears as you feel your head getting lighter, retracing the scars you made not so long ago. Your family never loved you why should you do it yourself, you always loved the almost high feeling when you make one too many cuts.Two final slices and you start leaving in bliss, seeing all the people you had talked with about two-three hours ago, all the ones you couldn't help still welcoming with open arms despite you knowing they probably watched you do the whole thing.
Shoto hears the clang of the blade hitting the tub, he busts open the door 911 on speed dial, hitting the button as he nearly drops his phone before grabbing you, ignoring the two letters written on paper by the sink. The ringing in the background can't drown the cries of dispare as he holds your lifeless body again. Screaming as he knows this won't be able to be fixed in time.
Memories of the last time you did this flashed through as he holds you closer hoping to will you back.
"Don't do that again please, I can't do this again.... I just can't (y/n), please" he's attempting to speak through muffled tears as he holds your bandaged arm on a hospital bed. You tried, you've lost count how many times you've tried at that point.
"I.... promise.... I'll try... to stay with.. you as long as possible" your voice is all raspy and weak while you speak, breaking him even more. His tears can't be held back at all anymore, quickly soaking the sheets. You softly pet his hair with your free hand, he loves his hair played with. "Just.... promise me one thing..." voice trailing as you finish.
"Anything, please." He stares at you with hope and fear, eyes blood red from the days of crying after finding you in the bathroom.
"Promise me.... if I end up doing it once again...-" "no please-" He interrupts but to no use, you just cut him off to continue. "If I end up doing it again, promise me you'll let me go... in return I promise I won't unless I'm fully ready to go."
"... fine... I promise... but please never again"The responder picks up as shoto slowly stops the abrupt and loud cries of pain.
"911 what's you emergency?"
"My... my girlfriend.... she's dead..." He struggles to keep a straight voice as he is forced to stop because he can't hold tears.
"Whats your name and address?" Muffled tears continue as he struggles to see you through the intense build up of tears.
"Shoto Todoroki, Her name is (Y/N), (H/N)" He stops again for longer to hold you tight in his arms. "Our address is #####, please hurry, I can't handle them going too."
"The dispatcher will be there in 15 minutes sir." At this point shotos reduced to tears. No thoughts besides the moments in the past few months where he could've helped, he should've helped.
"Please don't leave me, I still need you..." squeezing your close, not caring of the blood spread everywhere. Wishing he could've done something different that would've avoided this.
"I can't do this alone... we had so much to do together still... you swore you wouldn't again.... you promised..." He struggles to breathe, feeling drowned by tears and emotions.
"Picnics, parks, annual fancy dates... we were supposed to get proposed soon..."
He grabs the ring, hidden not too far from your blade. "See... please, come back so I can marry you... I just want one person to love me till death... you promised you would..."The responder is in tears on the other side. He just pauses to cry again, it getting harder and harder to breathe, a feeling he's gotten to know all too well. This time it's the final one, there's no way to help the wounds and he knows.
"Please... come back and marry me, it's not your fault just.... don't leave me just yet please...... we said we'd have kids and 11 cats, you remember? We need to do that... there's so much... so much we need to do before we are ripped apart... why couldn't I have done something to help...."
"Hold on.... I still want you"
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FanfictionShort pov's that will break your soul ⚠️DONT READ IF YOU ARE HIGHLY UNSTABLE AND CANT HANDLE SH, DEATH, AND ALOT OF HURT⚠️ None of the art is mine, I find it off pintrest. will be updated when I'm sad and want to hurt my feels more. Coloured hearts...