DISCONTINUED
Hikari means light... something I never had
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the first few chapters are so incredibly bad because i wrote them a long time ago but my story is actually alright to read😭
I started this fic when i was...
The two boys sat in the todoroki residence. Fuyumi dragged Enji out of the house with her to god knows where. They didnt really want to know.
So they were free to sit in the loungeroom and do as they pleased.
Hitoshi was currently painting their nails while black butler played on the TV.
Hitoshi was no artist like izuku, but he had steady hands and could create simple designs.
Shotos nails but with white base coat on the nail
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Hitoshis nails but dark purple instead of red
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"you think your dad will lose his shit?" hitoshi asks while trying to get the lines as neat as possible.
"he grew out of his boys cant wear nail polish faze" shoto replies, lifting his hand to look at his nails.
Hitoshi chuckles and packs the small bottles away into a small black bag with a smiley face on it.
He falls backwards onto the ground with a huff, stretching his back and arms above his head. He then gets up, taking the small bag with him and walks to shotos room.
When he comes back out into the boys view, hes changed and carrying a skateboard and a backpack.
"give me a minute to change and get my board" shoto gets up and turns the TV off and walking to his room.
He pulls his shirt over his head and puts on a striped sweater. He stands atill for a moment, arms slightly raised by his side but then quickly takes the sweater off. He rubs his skin for a few seconds then goes back through his closet
He finds a black singlet and puts it on and then throws the sweater back on over the top.
