Mending What Broke: Todoroki Shoto x Reader

The Hand Crusher

-Gina's POV-

"Let's take a moment to talk about the incident last night in Hosu. The Hero Killer, Stain, as arrested. There were also villans ho resembled Nomu from the UA attack. You're likely worried ho this all stitches together. Well, I too am concerned. People tend to come apart at the seams in times like this. That's why e heroes my remained calm, despite our fears. Don't let chaos tempt you into thoughtless overreaction. Remember we're here to protect others, not seek out vengeance. It'll be business, as usual, today, standard material. May your minds and bodies be as sharp as your jeans,"

"Thank you, Best Jeanist!" 

Ignoring the group of interns, the two UA students stood silent in the crowd. Their hair still put together in Best Jeanist's bonds. Bakugou shook with rage, while the girl beside him stood in place. Her lips formed in a thin line as she tuned out all of the surrounding noise. The only sounds she could concentrate on being the thoughts of the night before.

'Why the hell am I even doing this to them?'

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-Y/n's POV-

"I'm sure... everything is gonna be fine- and even if it's not we'll be here for you! Right, Todoroki?" Looking to the dueled haired boy, he gave a stern nod.

"Yeah, that's right,"

I smiled lightly, placing my hand on Iida's back trying to ease the situation by rubbing circles with my hand. 

Before anything else could be said, Midoriya came back, still on his crutch.

"Oh! Hey, Iida. I just talked to Uraraka,"

"Midoriya," Todoroki caught the boy's attention, "Iida...just got his test results back,"

After a moment of unsetting silence, Iida spoke up, catching all of our attention, "My left hand, might have damage that's permanent,"

"What? Permanent?"

"Both my arms were pretty torn up, but the injury to my left arm as especially severe. The damage as to my braciloplexis, which just means, I'll have trouble moving my fingers- and my hand might have some numbness. Apparently, there could be a chance it could be healed, with nerve transplant surgery," Iida's mood changed as he looked don once again, "When I came across the hero killer, I stopped thinking rationally. The first thing I should have done was call Manual, but I got lost in my own anger. I hate him so much, but I can't deny he spoke the truth. That's why... till I'm able to call myself a real hero, I'll leave my left hand as it is,"

"Are you sure?" Todoroki questioned, making me realize hat Iida as talking about.

"Yeah, Iida, this is your health we're talking about here,"

"Iida, I feel the same way," Midoriya placed his fist out, a new scare wrapping around his hand, "Let's get stronger, together."

The two boys shared a nod when Todoroki made a strange face catching my attention. catching Todoroki look to the floor I questioned why he was thinking about.

"I feel...kind of bad," I rushed in front of the boy putting my fist out as Midoriya did.

"Is it because they are gonna get stronger together?! We can do that too if you want! It won't bother me Todoroki!" I asked, trying my best to make the boy feel better.

'Dumbass you're coming off as a clingy middle school girl! Act appropriately!'

"No, it's not that,"  I le my fist fall into my lap as I balanced on the balls of my feet in front of Tdoroki.

"About what?" Midoriya asked, but my attention stayed glued onto the red and white-haired boy. His face covered in sweat as he looked down at his hands.

"Whenever I'm involved, someone's hand gets all messed up... is something wrong with me? Am I cursed?"

The three of us couldn't help but laugh at the boy.

"Todoroki I didn't know you had a sense of humor!" Midoriya chuckled.

I couldn't help but giggle and poke at the fire and ice boy, "Yeah I think the pain killers are going to your head,"

"This isn't a joke, I'm like 'The Hand Crusher' or something,"

"Pffffft! Todoroki!" I held my sides as I laughed even harder at Shoto, the boys laughing along with me.

"The hand Crusher!" I beamed with the boy as we chorused the newfound name.

"How on earth did you come up with such a thought?" Iida laughed out, leaving the room with a new, more liked, feeling in the air.

"Well... look at all your hands," Todoroki's hand reached down to mine, the action catching me off guard as he lifted up my bandaged hands, he twisted the lightly so my palms were towards both Midoriya and Iida. "They all have bandages on them,"

I could feel the heat rush to my face as the cold and warmth of his hands reached mine as it made its way through the bandages.

'This...oh my god~ Why is both cool and warm at the same time!? I kinda like it... it's so...different,'

My eyes wouldn't dare look away from the boy's hands as they held mine. The feeling of them slowly becoming an addiction.

"And look at Midoriya's hands," Todo spoke up again, nodding his head in the direction of Midoriya's scar.

"Oh, That's just from my quirk I suppose? It happened when we finally took down Stain," Midoriya laughed nervously but soon yelped out.

"L/n! You're smoking!?"

I blinked in the realization of the gray smoke that came from my heated form. I cried out in embarrassment, ripping my hands from Todoroki's as I waved away the smoke, my actions only leading to my hand accidentally smacking Todoroki in the head. I yelled out again covering my mouth with my hands.

"Todo! I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

'You idiot!'

By now my face was lit up like a Christmas tree and the smoke from before only amplified from the embarrassment. I ran my hands through my hair, before standing up abruptly, the sudden movement hurting my injured hip. I hissed, grabbing at it before rushing for the door.

"Um, E-excuse me! Sorry again Todo! AH! I mean Shoto-Todoroki! Ack-" Running into the door with my back, I groaned opening the door, "Sorry!" Quickly shutting the door, I hurried to the bathroom to try and calm down.

'What the hell what that?!'