blueberry muffins (todoroki x reader)

ch 27

a/n: i'm not going to include much of the same plot from MHA since i honestly don't remember everything that happens, so this will just be based off MHA, not totally accurate. so sorry if thats confusing, but i just don't want to rewatch the whole show 😭

the next month of school dragged by. you did well with catching up and never really had an issue when taking tests. everyone was excited to finally have winter break and celebrate the holidays.

however, Mr. Aizawa dropped some shocking news to the class on the day before winter break began.

"alright class, as you all know, your safety is our priority. with that said, UA will be requiring all students to move into dorms that will be built on the campus. official move in date is January 7, when we get back from winter break. but, you will have until the end of January to move everything in." Mr. Aizawa said, not really affected by this information. "the dorms are already built, so we'll work on assigning room s over the break.

the class had mixed reactions: some were excited to wake up later since they would live on campus, and others were worried about missing their family.

before the class left for the day, Kirishima and Sero stood in the front of class for an announcement.

"ladies and gentlemen, we will be throwing an EPIC Christmas Party next week, and you're all invited!" Kirishima yelled, while Sero stood next to him with random adlibs thrown in, like, "it'll be awesome! don't miss it!".

you turn your head to Shoto.

"are you going to go?" you ask, already making up your mind that you'll be going.

"parties aren't really my thing. i'll go if you're going though" Shoto says, trying to sound enthusiastic.

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you and Shoto walked home from school. it had been snowing recently, so the walks were a little chilly. however, you enjoyed your time with Shoto. plus, he would warm up the left side of his body so that you wouldn't be as cold.

"what are your plans for the break?" you ask Shoto while squeezing his left arm.

"i don't really have anything going on. i think i'll visit my mom..." Shoto pauses to think, "i guess packing now for the dorms" Shoto finishes.

"oh that sounds fun! i'm sure your mom will be happy to see you" you say.

"what about you? are you doing anything?" Shoto asks, warming his left side a little more when he notices your nose is red.

"well i'm definitely going to that party! i feel like Kiri and Sero throw awesome parties" you say, also thinking about any other plans. "and..." you pause, weary of what you're going to say next, "i might visit my dad" you say quietly.

Shoto stops walking immediately and pulls his arm away from you. you immediately shiver at the sudden coldness of the air.

"what? why would you do that?" Shoto asks, sounding a little angry.

"i just... i want to make sure he's okay. he's still my dad. and some part of me misses him. he isn't always a horrible person, and i miss the side of him that isn't horrible" you say, trying to hold back tears.

Shoto takes a deep breath in and then sighs.

"if that's what you want to do, then i will support it" Shoto says. his left hand travels to your face and cups it. you lean your head into his hand and exhale a breath you didn't realize you were holding.

Shoto stuck his arm out again for you to hold and you both made your way to your house. you both take off your coats and gloves when you walk inside and hang them on a hook next to the door.

"do you want some hot chocolate? we can put on a Christmas movie and turn on the fireplace!" you say skipping around the house.

"yeah sure. i'll help with the hot chocolate" Shoto said while following you around the house.

you boil some milk and add the hot chocolate tablets. Shoto stands a few feet behind you, watching your movements. while you mix the hot chocolate together, Shoto moves closer to you and rests his head on your shoulder. his arms wrap around your waist.

you turn your head and give him a peck on the cheek.

"y/n" Shoto whispers in your ear, sending chills down your back. "i really enjoy being with you" he says, trying not to blush.

you look up from the pot and wrap your arms on top of Shoto's.

"i enjoy being with you too, Shoto" you say while trying to hide the blush growing on your face. Shoto lets go of your waist and allows you to continue cooking.

"can you grab me the mugs? they're in the top shelf." you ask while turning off the burner. "oh! and the marshmallows please? they're in the cabinet over there" you point lazily to a cabinet next to the fridge.

Shoto sets down the mugs next to you and walks over to the cabinet to grab the marshmallows. as he walks there, he sees a picture hanging on the wall right next to the cabinet. it's a picture of you and your mother. you're 8 years old and sitting on your mother's lap. you're gripping her hands with your tiny fingers while she tickles your stomach. a huge smile is plastered on your face, identical to the one you still have today.

Shoto looks at your mother. her hair is the same color as yours, the smile lines on her face are identical to the ones on yours. even the shape of her nose is the same as yours.

Shoto walks back to the kitchen and hands you the marshmallows.

"is that your mother?" Shoto asks while pointing at the picture on the wall. you look away, your smile dropping slightly.

"yeah... my dad took down almost all the pictures of her after she passed away, but i convinced him to leave that one up. it's my favorite" you say while trying to smile, but finding it hard to do so.

"you look just like her" Shoto says, hoping it will make you happier.

you smile up at him and then look back down at the marshmallows, trying your best to make a smiley face with them.

"thanks... i've kind of been forgetting what she looks like" you say, trying not to show how sad it makes you. "i have a few photos that i managed to save before my dad threw them all away. i look at them every once in a while" you say, finally finishing your masterpiece.

"okay! drinks are done." you say while proudly showing your work to Shoto. you wanted to move the conversation away from your mother. it still hurts to talk about it.

"looks good" Shoto says and grabs a drink while walking to the sofa and carefully sitting down.

you turn on the fireplace and snuggle next to Shoto while turning on Polar Express.

you finished your drinks and set the mugs on the table in front of you. you rearrange your position so that Shoto is laying with his back propped on the armrest of the sofa. you're laying on top of him with your arms wrapped around his waist. your head rests on his chest, feeling Shoto's every breath and heartbeat. Shoto's arm rests lazily behind your back, his other hand runs through your hair.

it doesn't take long before you're passed out and Shoto hears light snores coming from you. Shoto smiles and rubs your back with his hand while the other continues to play in your hair.

Shoto looks at your sleeping figure lying on top of him. everything is perfect. from the way your hair lightly covers your face, your mouth slightly open as you take deep breaths in, your sleeping face which is so beautiful. Shoto wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the entire world, than in this moment with you.