TWO POWERS (Todoroki Shoto x Reader)

Chapter 28: Date

You open your eyes and are greeted by Shoto's smiling face, his arms wrapped around you. The warmth emitting from him soothes you, while his eyes, deep as the ocean, speak of freedom. Although your heart rate picks up the moment you realize you're in his arms, you don't want to leave. That aside, you can't help but feel a little bit awkward and slightly confused.

"Shoto," you say and he pulls you even closer to him, his breath bouncing off of your lips when he says your name in response. You smile at the tickling sensation. "What are you doing?"

"I'm holding the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with in my arms," he replies with a smile. Your eyes open in surprise, remembering his face when he gave you his gold medal.

"You don't want to surpass me?" you ask.

"Why should I want to do that?"

"Because I hold One For All?"

"No, I don't want to. I realized that it wouldn't make me happy. I want to be with you, Y/n."

"What about your dad? Didn't he want you to surpass him and All Might?"

"He can want whatever he wants, I'll just do my best to become the hero I want to be. But between you and me, when I look at how he is treating you, I think he's improved."

You smile reluctantly. "But don't you think he's being nice to me because I am All Might's successor?"

"Maybe," he admits. "But does it matter? I love you anyway."

You smile at him with a peaceful heart. "I love you too, Shoto."

"That's great," he says, nuzzling himself next to your shoulder. "I was afraid you'd call me a close friend."

"If you were a mere close friend, I would have never let you so close."

"Lucky me," he says as he allows his soft lips to grace your neck. His touch was so gentle that your neck is almost yearning for more pressure, but he pulls away and puts his head back on the pillow. You pretend to be unaffected, but struggle as his fingers run along your arms under the shared blanket, stopping to hold your hands in his. He pulls them closer to him as he kisses the fingers of both hands, stopping to stare at them. You don't know what he's seeing in them, but this reminds you of the scars on your arms.

"Oh, I forgot to have Recovery Girl check out the scars for the longest time."

"Are you worried about them?"

"They're a bit annoying to hide from those whom I don't want to ask questions."

"But since we're going out in public today, just the two of us, there's no need to hide them. It's none of their business. Oh right, that reminds me." He raises his body and supports himself with his elbow, but pushes you onto your back. Curious, you play along.

He hovers over you with his hand slowly tracing down from the side of your face to your neck, causing goosebumps all over your body. You're still wearing the clothes from yesterday, which just happens to be a button-down shirt. His hand starts unbuttoning slowly, but you just stare at him, hair still standing on end, not wanting to stop whatever he wants to do.

He unbuttons another one and slowly pulls the collar aside, revealing your scarred collarbone. You can see surprise in his expression. Less than gently, he slides over to the other side and confirms that it's the same on the other side. You observe as he consciously softens his expression again and starts tracing his finger on the scars on your chest.

"Since you hid this and only showed me your arms, do you actually have scars anywhere else?" His voice is low and soft, basically dripping with honey, inviting an honest response.