Troubled to the End[[Various BNHA Characters x Reader!!]

BNHA19:PR! I'll keep it inside, I'll bury it deep

You waited at the back of the stadium with your arms crossed, your eyes darting around for the familiar sight of someone in particular.

You yelped when you felt that you were being pulled back, prepared to attack your attacker. You raised your arms up in a defensive stance, brows scrunched together in slight anger.

You dropped them however when it only revealed Todoroki, who looked at you with something glimming in his eyes.

"Ah, Todoroki. So, what did you need me-"

"I burnt you, didn't I?" He asked, straight to point, eyeing you whilst he leaned on the metal wall with his arms crossed.
Your eyes widened slightly in surprise, "N-No, you didn't."

"Listen, L/N. I saw the red mark on your back and I couldn't help but say I'm sorry," Todoroki started, eyes strained on his left arm, which he clenched tightly. " I promised myself that I wouldn't use my left side. I'm sure you know that my father is Endeavor,the number two hero."

Your mouth opened yet no words left your mouth as he continued to speak.

"My father married my mom to create a child to complete the dream he was never able to complete. To surpass All Might. My mom went insane at the way my father treated her. To the point where she couldn't bear to see me, calling my left side unbearable because it reminded her so much of my dad so she poured boiling water on me."

So that explains his scar...

His expression turned to anger in a quick second and you realized that his memories were playing in his head. He angrily gritted his teeth, looking up at you.

"I vowed that I would never use my father's quirk. I would make it to the top by using only my mother's quirk but instead, I was too caught in the moment to realize that I had used my fire quirk and I ended up hurting you in the process."

"Todoroki," His face turned to sadness, tugging at your heart as the feeling of familiarity merged in you. "If you're feeling like a bad person because you hurt me, don't. You didn't hurt me, really. Listen, your father doesn't 'win' if you don't use your left side. You're only hurting yourself even more. Remember, it's no longer his quirk but yours as well, what you do with it solely depends on you. "

He looked at you as you sent him a heartwarming smile, continuing on speaking.
"You won't become like your father when you use your left side. You know why?"

He slowly shook his head, unable to look at you in the eye.

"Because you're better. You're better than him in so many ways and I'm sure your mother would have been proud of who you are now. It doesn't matter who it comes from because it is up to you only."

You pulled him into a tight hug, your head reaching his chest as his eyes widened.

The comfort, the warmth, he...he hadn't felt it for a long time, tears nearly pooling in his eyes. You pulled away, his heart pounding rapidly in his chest, blood rushing to his face.

"What's that mark on your back, then?" He asked, suddenly remembering as he cooled the heat in his body.

Your eyes cast down and you struggled to keep the memories back. You turned around, so your back was facing up and lifted your shirt slightly -making him blush yet again but it was good that you didn't see- revealing the mark that covered half of your lower back.

His eyes widened, that scar was huge, similar to the color of his, with a few thin lines here and there, making him wonder where you got it from.

You dropped your shirt and turned around once again, your head hung low as you didn't meet his gaze.