A Dragon's Heart // Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Chapter 17: Into the Cold

Amara's POV:

"Why are you so useless?!" a man yelled as he wrapped his hands around the throat of a little girl with black hair. He choked her as he lifted her high into the air. "We didn't adopt you so that you could disappoint us!" His voice full of malice, it hurt the sensitive ears of the small child.

"We must punish her," a feminine voice sounded from the distance. "Throw her into the freezer."

"Great idea, and if that doesn't kill her, hopefully she comes out with a quirk at least," the man chided. He strode out of the room and into what looked like a kitchen. Black bugs scurried away, fleeing into the cracks of the walls when the man entered the kitchen. Cracks and mold adorned the kitchen, it carried with it the damp smell of blood - her blood. The man opened the freezer door with his free hand before he jammed the small girl into the small space.

Her voice was frail as she pleaded with the man to stop, to not hurt her anymore.

"Oh my god, make her shut up!" the feminine voice droned. The man used his strength to push the small body of the girl into the frozen air. Her legs attacked him in vain. He forcefully shut the freezer door, injuring one of the girl's legs.

She cried out in pain, causing him to open the door and push in her broken leg. "Next time don't fight me, you little bitch," the man's voice was like acid.

Darkness and frosty air were all that kept her company within the freezer. The pain that surged through her broken limb became numb, like every part of her. Silent tears froze in place as she wished for a better life, a life away from these people.

Why do they hate me?

The little girl questioned as her body convulsed violently from the coldness of the freezer. Her icy prison was a reflection of her heart. She squeezed her eyes shut as she prayed for salvation to come to her.

The salvation of death.

Warm light seeped through the cracks of the blinds in my room. The light cascaded down, waking me from my dream. Confusion slapped me in the face as the memory of my dream faded away. What was it? A groan escaped my lips as I turned over to face Shoto. Upon seeing his sleeping face, all concerns I had vanished. A smile crept onto my face as I admired his handsome face.

"You're staring at me again," he mumbled with closed eyes.

"I'm gazing," I continued to smile as I brought my hand up to his scar. My finger delicately drew circles around his warm skin.

"It's creepy," he mumbled again.

"I like to think of it as romantic," I replied. He sluggishly opened his bi-colored eyes. His lips turned upwards as he smiled. He slowly inched his face closer to mine. I felt the loving warmth of his mouth as it glided over mine, my heart began to race as I pulled his body closer to mine. He pulled away for a moment, his eyes searching my face. He pushed stray black hairs away from my pale face.

"Would you still like me if I was a snail?" I asked him as I rubbed my eye.

"Why are you like this?" he groaned. He placed his hand over my cheek. "You would make the most beautiful snail ever," he said with warmth in his voice. My face flowered into a smile as I moved in to kiss him again. This time he felt more desperate, more passionate. His hands felt like fire on my skin as they lingered on my body. My hands became tangled in his hair as I let him explore the curves of my body. I pulled him closer to me, opening my mouth to suck on his bottom lip.

My phone's alarm went off, signaling that it was time to get up and ready for school. I pulled away before we both sighed in unison. I flung my black bedsheets off my bed before sitting up. My feet touched the cold wooden floorboards, and I turned back to glance at Shoto, who was rubbing his eyes. My heart fluttered for a moment before my head began to throb. My caffeine addiction nagged me as pain stung behind my eyes. I made my way downstairs to grab coffee.