My Hero Academia Imagines

{Soulmate AU} Opia P.4 (Todoroki Shouto)

Straight to voicemail yet again... you knew it wasn't right to continue ignoring his calls. But you couldn't help it. You had acted so impulsively and so terribly... offering right away to get rid of something that obviously held such a huge impact and emotional baggage on him... selfish... so very selfish.

You glanced away from the phone, looking at the wall near your bed. Your eyes closed, only to see his face when they were shut.

One side as pure and clean as freshly fallen snow, yet looking so soft to the touch. A glimmering tone of silver near the pupil, with that fair skin. And the other side was so opposite, but made him that much more interesting to look at.

As red as a mid-summer cherry and with another hue that was the color of the sea, you could tell this side of him was much warmer than the other. His scar held many questions, but brought so much more... you didn't even know how to phrase it. He was just interesting.

Everything about him was interesting and you wanted nothing more than to just listen to him talk and retell the adventures he had no doubt gone through this far in his life. His school tales would no doubt be interesting since he attended UA. As would be the hero tales he must also be experiencing.

But you didn't deserve to hear him talk. You didn't deserve to hear him or see him or even allow the thought of him to cross your mind. You had crossed a line, that much you were sure of.

The minute you had offered him the chance to remove his scar, he had pulled away. His hand left yours and his gaze left you. You watched with a growing pit in your stomach as his face dropped in what you could only describe as a state of melancholy he wasn't sure what to do with or where to place.

"I'll consider it. If you'll excuse me... I have to go meet someone tonight."

And then he left, not even turning to say goodbye or when you two could see each other again.

And as a result, you had known you messed up.

So you came home. You didn't come for when dinner was called, nor did you go on the computer to enjoy your life online. You sat just crawled underneath the sheets and allowed everything inside of your frame to poor out.

Every mistake, nerve, and regrettable nerve came out of your silent breakdown. You must be the worst soulmate... and you would not blame him if he never wanted to speak or see you again.

And even when he proved you wrong by not calling once, twice, but five times... you didn't answer. In your mind you had ruined your chances and thought he would be best off without you...who would want such a nosy and overbearing soulmate after all.

Your phone stopped ringing for a while, and you assumed he had given up. But then ever so softly, you heard your phone vibrate in the text tone.

You wiped away a few stray tears, glancing at the device. You must have believed that reading something from him was okay, as you finally took the phone. Your eyes took a moment to clear, but finally, you glanced down at the pixelated screen.

'Can we meet up.'

You hiccuped, rubbing away at the running nose and debating to even say anything back. He could tell you saw his message though, and suddenly three little dots showed on the screen. After a moment they changed to his next message.

'Please. I want to see you.'

You typed back a simple 'okay' and waited once again. You were really doing this, weren't you? But maybe at least this way... you could apologize for what was said. It was impractical to hide away from him forever.