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just this once | todoroki

pairing: todoroki shouto x reader

warning: angsty, fluff, cursing

word count: 2,670

a/n: will I ever not be obsessed with shouto??? only god will know. but anyways, enjoy bbies :D

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"These are for you!"

Your fingers clenched a box of chocolates too tightly, the red paper reflecting the bright February sun, and your scarf was wrapped tightly around your face. Your words a near mumble when you presented your gift of affection.

"Like that?" You ask, your eyes shifting over to your friends who were judging your presentation. "I feel like I was a bit too stiff, what do you think?"

"You look like a goddamn little school girl," Jirou snorted, a grin spreading on her face as the others more or less agreed. Those words immediately threw a wrench in your confidence, your bottom lip assaulted by your teeth while you watched your friends discuss their opinions.

"It's super cute and romantic," Mina sighed, and your shoulders picked up. Hope and confidence were flooding your veins again. "But we are eighteen years old, almost graduating, and you've never been able to accomplish this before."

"Yeah, but," you say, your arms sweeping out, your finger pointed at your friends who remained silent, all their eyebrows quirked in curiosity and amusement. You don't continue on, your voice cutting off, your thoughts unable to form.

"But?" Momo asked a kind smile on her face, encouraging you to continue.

"I don't know," you laugh, although the tremor in your voice shows that it was not done out of amusement. "I mean, we're actually good friends now, we talk, kinda? As much as you can with him being so damn busy all the time... I totally got this! Besides, I gave all the other guys gifts, so why would he think he's different?!"

"BECAUSE HE IS DIFFERENT TO YOU!" They seemed to holler all at once, and your cheeks burned. You turned on your heel, your backs facing your friends, and your eyes lowered to the box of chocolates.

This was accomplishable. You had survived the worst villains in the world, you had survived motherfucking UA, handing your love chocolates to Todoroki Shouto would be a breeze! In and out faster than Iida. You'd scream that the chocolates were for him, shove them into his chest, and race off before he could reject you. It was a solid plan, in your opinion.

You roll your eyes, choosing to stick out your tongue at your friends who all groaned in response. They had zero faith in you, and to be quite honest, you had no faith in yourself either. You never won in this sort of battle. Three years of being in love with someone who clearly had no romantic interest in you was truly exhaustive, why you didn't just give up was beyond you. Just this once you wanted a win, to see that at the very least he would accept the chocolates you had spent way too long making.

"You have about five minutes before they leave," Uraraka's voice broke you from your stupor, "they have rounds."

It slammed into you then, the fear and terror of being reject burned at every cell in your body. Your eyes focused on the box of chocolates in your hands; there was a white envelope made out to Shouto with a confession of your affections should you fail at your words. There was no way you were getting out of this; it seemed.

Your steps were heavy as you walked towards the lockers, the sweet sounds of the ending winter filled your ears, and the soft giggles of girls and boys in love made your heart pump faster than it should. You got this, you were basically a Pro Hero now, you've stared death in the face and walked out living. You were reliable, amazing, and so much more.