My Hero Academia Requests

Heartache (TodorokiXReader)

This was a request that I used for selfish reasons. I just had to put my dog down this morning after 11 years of being mine and 15 years in this world. So I took this request from someone on tumblr and used it as my way of coping with my won loss. 

RIP Jake October 13, 2001 - July 28, 2017

Key: 

(f/i/c) = Favorite ice cream

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My eyes stung and my heart hurt. It wasn't like this was something new to me, and it wasn't like I didn't expect it to happen. But that still didn't lessen the pain I felt.

I was standing in the small exam room as the doctor took out a needle filled with pink liquid. Anesthesia. An overdose. My chocolate lab lay on the table, fast asleep. He was still breathing, but soon he wouldn't be. I had my hand on his head, petting his fur and trying not to break down.

Jake was fifteen years old and very arthritic. And after a preliminary exam before the doctor went to get the anesthetic, she told me that he probably had cancer and was anemic for one reason or another. His quality of life was diminished and I couldn't keep doing this to him just because I wanted my dog around. I had to think of what was best for him and this was it. He lived a good life with me and the past year, a whole year passed the expectancy of chocolate labs, I did my best to spoil him, knowing what was going to happen in the near future. But it still hurt.

The doctor looked at me and asked if I was ready. I sniffled, but nodded, burying my head in the neck of my pup. Several agonizing seconds passed before the kennel kid holding off my dog's vein stepped back and the doctor put the stethoscope to Jake's chest.

"I'm very sorry," she said. "But he's gone."

I lifted my head and wiped at my eyes, even though I wasn't crying. It was reflex, okay? I took a deep breath and looked at the doctor.

"Thank you so much," I said.

"No," she said. "No need to thank me, _____." She nodded behind me at the kennel kid, signaling him to leave. "Take as much time as you need before you go. You needn't bother to stop at reception."

I nodded. "All right. Thank you," I said and gave one last mournful look at my dog before I clenched my fists and forced myself to leave the veterinary hospital.

I walked out to my car and pulled out my phone. Sending out a quick text to my boyfriend to meet me at my apartment, I started driving home. Everything felt numb. I didn't bother blasting music and singing a long as I so often did. Instead, I drove in silence, fighting back the tears that constantly threatened to spill over. Finally, I made it home and I walked through the main doors of the apartment before I climbed the stairs to my floor.

When I reached it, I saw Shoto Todoroki standing there. His eyes widened slightly and concern was written all over his face. In his hand I saw a convenience store bag, but I didn't have the energy to question it. Instead, I walked over to him and slumped my head against his shoulder. He reached around and put a hand on my back, gently kissing the top of my head.

"It'll be okay," he said.

I shrugged before I straightened up and opened the door to my apartment. Todoroki had a key, but he was polite and didn't go inside my apartment unless I was there. I let him in and followed behind him. He ordered that I sit down on the couch, which I did, while he went into the kitchen. I heard him rustling around a bit and when he returned, he had two bowls of (f/i/c) ice cream with (fave candy) sprinkled on top. He passed one to me, putting his in his lap and draping his arm over my shoulders.

He silently turned on my TV, flipping on my favorite romantic comedy and pulled me into his side. I saw the volume get turned lower as it started, dulling it down until it was only background noise.

"(Y/n)," he said and I looked at him. "You can cry on me if you need."

I sniffled and shook my head. "I promised him I wouldn't cry," I said. "Last night after you left."

"He's not here anymore. So you can," Todoroki said and kissed my temple. "It's okay. I won't think any less of you."

My lip quivered and I looked down at my ice cream. "I'm supposed to be a hero," I said and poked at the treat with my spoon. "I shouldn't start crying."

Todoroki chuckled lightly. "I'll tell you what I told a friend of mine in high school," he said. "Even heroes cry sometimes."

I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. It hurt and I couldn't do it.

"You just lost someone you loved dearly," he said. "So it's okay."

I closed my eyes tightly as the first tears spilled over my eyes. "I just... miss him so much already," I sobbed and turned my head into his chest, burying my face in his shirt.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me. "I know," he said. "I do, too. He was a good boy. But you did the right thing."

I nodded as I sobbed and clung to my boyfriend, ignoring that my ice cream was melting in my lap. Todoroki would be able to freeze it back again anyway.

"Why does the right thing have to hurt so much?" I said, my voice thick.

"I think you know the answer to that," he replied in a soft voice and leaned his cheek against the top of my head.

I cried in silence for a few minutes before I tried taking a few deep breaths and sat up. I wiped my eyes and dried my face. Todoroki reached over and helped and I pressed my cheek into his hand. Then I turned and looked at the picture standing on the mantle of my fireplace. It was a picture of me and Jake when he was a younger boy at the dog park. He was panting and I was smiling. I felt new tears sting my eyes as I saw it.

"I'm going to miss you, Jake."