Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Chapter Two

As you were carried into the house and set down on a couch, you were immediately intimidated about how nice and luxurious it was. The lights were bright, causing all the glossy surfaces to sparkle. Everything was either white, light grey, or dark grey. It was all perfectly clean and organized, too. You gulped nervously, as you were scared to touch anything.

"Shoto! Come here, and bring a towel and a blanket," the young woman shouted. "He'll be down here soon. Well, I suppose I should introduce myself now." She leaned over with a smile and stuck out her hand for you to shake. "Hi, my name is Todoroki, Fuyumi, and this is my brother Natsuo." So, the woman with white and red hair is Fuyumi, while the man with white hair is Natsuo. You thought you had heard the name Todoroki before, but shrugged it off.

"You can just call us by our first names. Otherwise you'd be calling all of us just Todoroki," Natsuo exclaimed with a laugh, scratching the back of his head. You smiled, and proceeded to shake both of their hands.

"My name is (L/N), (Y/N). Sorry for bothering you," you replied. You didn't look at either of them when you spoke, but kept your eyes to the side. Eye contact made you uncomfortable. You also stuttered a bit since you got a bit anxious when talking to people, let alone those who you don't know.

"Oh, it's okay. It's nice to have some company every now and then. By the way, what were you doing out there in the rain? Especially on the ground," Fuyumi asked with her thumb on her chin.

"Oh, I was out looking for my cat, but then I got lost. I found her collar, but then slipped and fell. I then I hurt my ankle, I might have even sprained it," you explained, while looking at the floor. You were blushing a little bit from embarrassment and shame.

"Oh, I'll go get some ice, then," Natsuo offered. "Wouldn't want it to get swollen, would we?" He got up from the couch and began walking to the kitchen.

"And I'll go get you some dry clothes. I bet you'll fit into some of mine or Shoto's clothes," Fuyumi observed. You nodded and she went to the staircase on your right.

After the two had left you, a young male began to come down the staircase that Fuyumi had gone up. He was carrying a tan-colored towel and a big, navy blue blanket.

The boy had two-toned hair, with the right half pure white and the left half crimson red. As he started to walk towards you, you noticed that his eyes were two different colors, too. His right eye was a soft brown-grey. His left eye was an icy blue, and around it the skin was a light red scar. He seemed to be about your age. To be honest, you thought he pretty good-looking. Though, something bothered you. His eyes looked as though they didn't hold any emotion, or at least didn't show any. They seemed like they were missing something. You could tell because you knew the feeling all too well.

The woman had come back, carrying some clothes. She handed them to you.

"Ah, thank you, Shoto. You can set those down on the couch. Will you help (L/N) to the bathroom to change? Her ankle's hurt. And (L/N), here's your clothes. You can take that towel, too, to dry off. I think I'll make you something, maybe some cookies," she declared with a smile.

"Thank you," you stammered as she turned away, heading to the kitchen.

You looked back to the boy, who was looking at you. You waited a few moments for him to say something, but nothing came.

Well, it looks like I'll have to start the conversation. Damn it.

"Hi, my name is (L/N), (Y/N)," you said with a little wave. "You must be Shoto. Is... is it okay if I call you that," you asked, tilting your head.

Shoto nodded his head. He then crouched down beside you, put his arm around your waist and said, "here. I'll help you up."

At the moment he touched you, you jumped and felt your face beginning to heat up, as you weren't used to physical contact. Though, you accepted his offer and put your arm around his neck. You both stood up, with you leaning on him for support.

You limped to the bathroom, following Shoto's lead. The walk there was in silence, but you didn't mind. It was a comfortable silence. You reached the bathroom and Shoto handed you the dry clothes and towel. Before going in, you turned around. You looked at the boy before quickly adverting your eyes again.

You opened your mouth and quietly said, "thank you."

Shoto put his hand on his neck and nodded. "I'll wait here to help you back when you're done."

You nodded, turned back around, and stumbled into the bathroom. You took off your wet clothes, and rung them out in the bathtub. You dried your body and hair off with the towel. Then you grabbed the dry clothes: a black crew-neck sweater, black and blue plaid pajama pants, and warm, wooly socks (photo above). They were a bit big for you, but you didn't mind; they were comfortable.

You were glad that you had gotten a thick, long-sleeved sweater because not only were you cold, but your bra had gotten wet from the rain. There was another reason to be thankful for the sweater and its long sleeves, but you didn't want to think about it.

After struggling to put on the pants and socks due to your injured ankle, you ruffled your hair with the towel again and combed through it with your fingers. It didn't look the best, but you didn't care. You had other things to worry about. After that, you quietly opened the bathroom door.

You hesitantly looked around and finally found a pair of mis-matched eyes looking at you. Shoto looked at what you were wearing, and then shrugged.

"Is something wrong," you asked.

Shoto looked away and shook his head in response, saying, "no. It's just that those are my clothes. I don't care, though."

Your eyes widened at his response and a blush crept up to your cheeks. You looked at the floor.

"S-Sorry, your sister gave me these clothes to wear. Fuyumi is your sister, right," you asked.

Shoto nodded in response and replied, "yes, she is my sister. And as I said before, it's fine. I don't care."

"O-Okay..." you muttered.

The boy spoke up again, "here, let's get back. They're probably waiting for us." You nodded as he put his arm around your waist and you put yours around his neck.

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Lmao sorry this little bit of story is taking forever

Also don't worry about the cat, she's fine

..... or is she???