You and todoroki watched from the sidelines as Kirishima and Tetsutetsu went at it in their arm wrestling competition. Midnight seemed to be enjoying it a little too much as she ultimately declared Kirishima the winner after a 'crushing' defeat.
After the victory was won, you fist-bumped an extremely happy Kirishima as he walked past the two of you with a spring in his step. 'Now onto more pressing matters.' You groaned internally as you tried to come up with a strategy for defeating Tokoyami. But first...
"Shouto?" After a second, he seemed to come out of whatever daze he was in and face you clearly. "Yes?" He asked making eye contact with you which made you lean back a bit in embarrassment.
"W-Well I was wondering what the deal was with you and Midoriya?" You said nervously. He immediately went rigid which startled you a bit. "I-I mean you guys seemed pretty off with each other I don't know maybe I'm overreacting." You realised as you began to shrink in yourself.
You were sure that whatever happened between him and Midoriya in the waiting room was just some competitive rivalry but now...you weren't so sure.
Instead of agreeing with you, Todoroki seems to take your question with some thought and answers it to some extent. "Me and Midoriya are not on the best of terms because of this sports festival." He spoke with a bitter tone, clearly this sports festival isn't for everyone.
You gently patted his shoulder in an understanding matter. "I realise that Midoriya is powerful and maybe even on par with your awesomeness." He cracks a small smile at your comment and you continue. "But you shouldn't let this rivalry get in the way of your guy's friendship Shouto. If you're gonna win, do it for yourself." You said trying to be helpful.
He nods his head, accepting your advice and turns away to look back at the arena. "I know." He says as he makes his way towards the battle stage. You wanted to do something more, reassure him, give him confidence but you pathetically stood frozen in place as you watched him leave.
'I hope he'll be ok' you thought worriedly as you leaned against the wall to watch the battle take place.
After a while of Midoriya blocking or avoiding Todoroki's attacks, you saw something amazing. It was the icy cold guy you knew and loved but this time he had fire. Raging fire swarming the left side of him catching everyone in the arenas view.
"Woah" you mumbled star struck as you watched his flames grow larger in a majestic wave. However you soon stopped marvelling at Todoroki and started to focus on the massive explosion that was about to take place 'I should probably move away.' You nervously thought as you immediately hid behind the exit door.
A huge hush of wind flew past you as you held onto the door for dear life trying not to get blown away from the explosion. You cough a bit and try to peer around the corner to see who won. After the smoke finally cleared up, your jaw dropped at the sight.
Well you saw that Todoroki had managed to win but that's not what you were gawking at.
He. Had. Abs.
Half his shirt was ripped and you couldn't help but gaze at his gorgeous body. 'Ugh I feel like such a perv.' You felt guilty but that didn't stop you from turning beetroot red as he started to walk back towards you.
"Uhh c-congrats s-s-shouto." You try to high five him but clumsily miss from overheating and accidentally hit his ripped abdomen instead. 'Omg. Kill me now.' You both stare blankly at each other before the embarrassment of the situation hits you. You immediately flee to the other side of the corridor in shame and stammer countless apologies.
"Pfffttt haha" your shame turns to confusion as you make out the sounds of laughter coming from where you were just stood. The laughter continues and your heart grows fonder as you see the large smile on icy hots usually cold features.

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It'll only get better//Todoroki x oc/reader
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