Mha fluff/angst oneshots

🥀 Todobaku 🥀

TW!!! CHECK THE DESCRIPTION FOR THE POSSIBLE TRIGGERS THAT COULD OCCUR IN THIS CHAPTER! I DONT WANNA SPOIL!

Third person:

Shoto has never been good enough for his father. Every day brought him new insults, feeling as though he couldn't escape what he was born into. One insult, though, got to him the worst out of the rest.

You'll never be number one if you're as fat and lazy as you are.

It stuck. His father forced him into a diet, 600 calories a day, but even then it still felt like too much. He refused to eat most of what was given to him by his sister Fuyumi, unless his father was there to force him to eat something because that was also not allowed. That was too weak.

As soon as bakugo was saved from the LOV, the school administrated dorms. Shoto was more than happy, finally being free of his sisters constant helicoptering and his fathers 'training' sessions being kept to a minimum. As soon as he finished unpacking, he laid on his futon, sighing in exhaustion. Then there was a knock. "Todoroki-kun!! Can I come in?" He heard Midoryia from the other side of the door. "Yeah," he muttered just loud enough for the other to hear. "Oh wow! Your place is so nice!" He marveled at the others room. "Did you need something, Midoryia-kun?" Shoto asked with his typical monotonous voice. "Oh! Right! Mina and the others wanted us to have a 'game night' so we can all start bonding as a class, you know, since we're all living together! I thought it would be fun and agreed, and went here to see if you'd join. I mean you don't have to, but I think it would be really fun and we-," Izuku rambled. "Midoryia, you're rambling. But sure, I'll join, just give me a minute."

When Izuku left, Shoto sighed as he stood up from his futon and changed into sweats and a t-shirt. He went to his bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He noticed slight bags forming and his cheeks hallowing out, but that is okay, as long as he was skinnier, it would be okay. He looked at his hand and frowned at the scabs on his knuckles. If anyone would ask, it's just from using a punching bag too much, or from accidentally scraping it on a wall. Definitely not from forcing his meals out of his body.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets and left, going down the elevator and into the common area. Many of the other students were there, laughing and talking, while Shoto just stood awkwardly. Midoryia brought him over to where uraraka and Iida were, and they chatted idly. Shoto's attention was immediately brought to the sound of bakugo screaming at kirishima as the redhead dragged him out of the elevator.

"I DONT WANNA PLAY SOME SHITTY GAME!" He screamed. He looked stressed, his hair even more disheveled than usual, his under eyes purple and sunken. It was obvious he hadn't slept in a while, not that it mattered to shoto. He just noticed.

"YEYYYY EVERYONE'S HEREEEEEE! SIT IN A CIRCLE!" Mina yelled over Katsuki's protests. Eventually, the explosive teen gave up and sat beside kirishima, directly across from where Shoto sat beside Midoryia and Tsu. "Let's play truth or dare! It'll be fun!!" Mina squealed. Iida raised his hand. "What are the ground rules to this game? I think we should make it strictly PG!" Iida shouted, doing his typical robotic movements. "But that's no fun!! How about no getting naked! And nothing further than kissing?" Mina suggested. Iida thought for a moment before pushing up his glasses and nodding. "Nothing illegal either!" And with that the game began.

(I'm doing it like this to make my life easier and also help with who is talking)

Mina: "Hmm, Ochako!! Truth or dare?"

Uraraka: "Uh- truth?"

Mina: "HAH! You fell for my trap!! Who do you have a crush on?!"

Uraraka: "I- I don't know w-what y-you're talking about!"