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marshmallow kisses | todoroki

with the fleeting days to be outside without it being too cold to function, shouto and you decided it would be a great day to go out to make s'mores. of course, shouto had insisted you could do this any day during the winter given that he could keep you warm. but you retorted that it wouldn't be half as fun if you were glued to his lap the entire time.

so there the two of you were. shouto was putting together the fire pit, and you were putting together the tray for marshmallows, chocolates, and crackers. your light chatter filled you with warmth as your boyfriend complained about how he wasn't ready to have marshmallows make his mouth sticky.

you ignored him of course, too excited about doing this. but once it was done, the two of you sat next to each other. you were curled up within his left side as his right hand held your roasted marshmallows. your fingers jabbing into his side every so often when he would poke fun of you.

"you're doing a terrible job at roasting those marshmallows," you exclaim as shouto pulls back a marshmallow that was black and bubbling from being in the flame for too long. "they're supposed to be marshmallows, not charcoal!" you tease as shouto scoffs.

"i'd like to see you do better than." he challenges you by handing you the stick.

"watch and learn, shoucchan," you yawn as if this was something simple. "imma blow your damn mind right now."

"fine, but you don't get to touch me anymore." shouto retorts as he moves away from you, a fake pout on his face. the cold crisp november air makes you shiver as his warm body left your side.

"fine, you big baby!" you laugh as you place two marshmallows onto the stick and lean closer to the fire.

banter was exchanged between you and shouto as you concentrated on the toasting sugar. your banter not anywhere near as strong as his, but you were concentrated on making the best toasted marshmallows in existence.

"ya know, you're just being a prick because I make the best toasted marshmallows!" you declare as you whip out the golden brown marshmallows. they were perfectly roasted, and made your mouth water just staring at them.

shouto was silent as you rubbed it into his face, your laughter echoing through the quiet night. that is until your laughter became shrieks as shoutos hand shot out and burst into flames; he incinerated the marshmallows into black goops.

"SHOUTO!" you scream as you look at the destroyed marshmallows and his laughter only made your eyes narrow. without thinking you slapped the gooey marshmallows against his mouth, and his eyes widened as his lips were practically glued shut.

you went to grab another pair of marshmallows, but shouto was three steps ahead as he burnt them all leaving you staring at the black sugar with a gaping jaw.

"you're such a dick!" you exclaim as you stand up, glaring at shouto. "now I have to eat chocolate and graham crackers with no marshmallows?!"

but there was a glint in his eyes, a foreboding to what he was about to do, and you knew exactly what he was planning. "don't you dare!" you shriek as he lunges forward.

your foot catches onto the chair resulting in shouto accidentally tackling you to the ground. his body twisting to take the impact. you landed on his chest as you laughed loudly, the adrenaline pumping in your veins from the scare, but he doesn't wait. shouto turned you both over as he leaned down. you scream as you shoved his face away, but he's overpowering you. you can only watch as his lips get closer and closer.

"get away!!" you wheeze in laughter.

shouto tries his best to get you to kiss him, but you're still fighting. you struggle against his weight, your laughter making you weak until he finally was able to press a sticky sweet kiss to your lips.

the kiss is disgustingly sweet, the marshmallow still gooey and warm, most likely because of his heated body. he kisses you again and again and again. the marshmallow on his mouth now sticking onto yours as your bubbling laughter doesn't stop. he pulls away leaving a trail of the marshmallow between the two of you, but neither one of you care.

your eyes sparkle in joy as shout chuckles, brushing your hair to the side before swooping back in.

"you're a brat." shouto whispers against your mouth and you laugh louder. his lips pressing against your open mouth as you smack his arm.

"and you're a sore loser!" you exclaim as he pulls away finally.

the marshmallow remains on your face for moments later, but the sugar sweet kisses of that day remain forever.