Cool Down! (Todoroki Sister¡Reader)

Chapter 45: To You, To Me

You giggle with a bright smile as you danced on your toes with Shoto trailing after you. As you took each step, you continued to sing "I won something! I won something! Yay!~"

"(Y/N), when are you gonna stop?" Shoto asked amused as he carried your bag along with his, since earlier you were too caught up in your euphoric bliss of accomplishment that it was so hard for you to keep your bag in your possession. "How can I, Shoto?" you whine looking back at him with such a carefree look. "I feel like I did something that could take on the world!"

Looking over at your pink hair, Shoto couldn't help but sigh. Realizing then that his heart was thumping much rapidly in his chest than it's supposed to and he realized why.

"We can talk later if you want to..."

'Talk...' the word repeats in his mind hauntingly, 'I always like to avoid unnecessary conflicts when they aren't important to me... But then now thinking about it... It made me feel that talking about our relationship doesn't mean more to me than becoming a hero...'

With guilt heaving onto the weight of his chest, Shoto slowed to a stop, to which you were quick to notice. "What's wrong, Shoto?" you asked dropping your hyper attitude to move to his side. It brought a small smile on his lips. Without a word, he pressed a hand at the back of your head and gave the top of your head a gentle kiss.

The action made your cheek flush at the embarrassing move, you stuttered out unintelligent words before spitting out, "W-What was that for...?"

"I wanted to talk," he simply answered feeling his mood brighten when you mumbled that he didn't have to kiss your head even if you liked it.

"What do you want to talk about?" you asked after collecting yourself. Shoto took a few seconds to think before he parted his lips, "Would you prefer Bakugo? Or Me?"

"Huh?"

You blink stupidly at his question, your brain rattling on what he meant when he said that. 'Prefer? Like as in who do I like more? Or who is nicer to be with?' you pondered feeling your brain whirl into a mess that had Shoto rephrasing himself.

"You... You always hang around him," he mumbles scratching his head almost embarrassed with the topic he brought up now regretting his decision to even start talking in the middle of an empty street, even if this was a private subdivision and your house is just a block or two away. "It makes me wonder... If someone like him has something you like that I don't have..."

"What do you mean, Shoto?" you slightly laugh at the pink on his cheeks humming to yourself, "He is a good friend, though he is pretty loud and forward. But I found that he is not a bad company!" you chirp frustrating your brother since it doesn't answer his question.

"I mean, why is he not a bad company? And that classmate of yours! Why do you like to be near him more than with me??"

Slapping a fist onto his lips Shoto looked back with wide eyes, as you stare in mild shock as his attitude. Your brother has always been a fan of changing his expression the minute he thinks he is putting too much to someone, its always hard to hear the frustration in his voice. As well as having hints of... jealousy?

"Cause he is my classmate...?" you tried to answer not really having the guts to tell your brother, it was because of his cool-collected aura. You didn't want to openly admit that the reason why you wanted to be around Shinso at first, was because his aura much similar to your brother's.

"No, that is not it!" Shoto cried out surprising you further as you watch his shoulders shake.

"You always follow after me. Every time I look to my side I always see you. You always listen to what I say and understand me even when I am being mean to you! It's like you don't care when I shoot you down on your requests to go somewhere when I am busy! But ever since we went to UA, you aren't always next to me, you don't follow me around anymore! Why??" Shoto pants as his brows furrow through his rant. He felt himself grow hot and cold that lead to a woozy feeling in his head. He couldn't believe he said all of that. He didn't even realize himself that these were the things that bothered him when he was so confused himself every time you leave his side.

"Because... I don't.. want to..." your lips unconsciously moved with words shocking both Shoto and you, even more.

"I..." you felt yourself shiver at the shocked stare your brother gave you but took a deep breath. Slowly letting out everything you wanted to say from the very start.

"...When I am in UA... The people in my class were genuinely nice to me... They say really nice things and help me when I need it. They like sharing to me things that made them happy and I started to be happy." You say mumbling things from the top of your head.

"When I start to think I am going to be alone, they openly want to be near me. They even say that they like being in my company..." you felt tears brim at the corner of your eyes remembering the blonde that keeps finding you every time you are about to spend the lunch period alone. "They want me to do my best... They want me to have a nice time with them... And I don't need to ask them if I can join them cause they openly accept me into their group."

"They always tell me... I don't need to be alone just because someone told me to..."

Looking into your brother's beautiful hues for a moment you felt your gaze fall with gloom.

"I always wanted to say that your mean words hurt... and that when you say you don't want to come with me makes me feel like you don't want me around... When you leave me by myself it just makes me want to cling on to you cause..." you swallowed hard feeling your throat burn before feeling the gloss in your eyes disappear shattering your wish to cry with the sorrow you have been building for years.

"Cause it makes me wonder if you want to be by my side just as much as I want to be by your side..."

Fumbling with the strap of your medal. "I am not that stupid... It hurts me every time it feels like you don't want to be near me. And I notice the times when me being in the room hurts you somehow..." You looked at Shoto with longing eyes with the cloud of grief and remorse shooting into Shoto like an arrow to his heart and a bomb to his mind. His breathed hitched sharply at the painful question you asked him.

"Am I so unsightly to you? Do you regret having a sibling like me?" you asked painfully. It was almost as if you were crying with a melodic voice that threw Shoto over the edge as his tears stream like rivers.

"It's okay if you do. People from my old school hate me and I forgot why-- I won't blame you if you don't want to be near me--"

"STOP!" Shoto yells throwing his arms around your smaller form as he buries his nose into your shoulder. The force of his tackle throwing you both to the ground to which he caught you both by landing on his knees. "Stop... Don't say stuff like that..." Shoto croaks trying to get as close to you as possible.

"You are not unsightly... You are very pretty. SO pretty that I worry if someone will come to take you away from me..."

"It's not your fault... That you are like this... Don't blame yourself for their actions" he mutters stroking your hair as you close your eyes to listen to his words, not even daring to speak up as your heart warmed at the tight embrace your brother wrapped you in.

"I am so sorry..."

"I'm sorry that I say mean things to you. I'm sorry that I thought being hard with you will make sure you won't get hurt like I did. I'm sorry that it felt like I never appreciated how much you bare with me! I NEVER wanted you to think that I wouldn't want to be by your side!" Shoto yelled to his quenching heart's content his tears fell onto your shoulder dampening your uniform. And you could care less as you tenderly held on to him, with such caution. You were worried if one wrong move would make your brother go away.

"(Y/N)... Please remember this-- don't ever forget this!" Shoto says cupping your cute cheeks as he stares into the eyes that first reminded him of his bastard of a father, now finally seeing the patience and gentleness in these orbs that seemed like they'd wait for the world for him.

"You've been--- And always will be...!" with a slow press of his forehead onto yours, a small tear-filled smile reached his lips calling one of your own to mimic his.

"...The best gift that has ever been given to me."