Multi-Fandom Anime Oneshots [DISCONTINUED]

Shuffle. (Todoroki x Reader)

in this he is an escort for women that go ballroom dancing and he just so happens to find an intrest
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My red dress beneath my feet, I stand slightly for my lead to open the carriage. As he does, I step out onto the stone and breath the crisp air around me.
The night is young, the sunset only being a few moments ago. I shift over, thanking him. "You look beautiful, my lady. Your escort will be here soon. I must bid you do, and I will be back at the strike of 11."
I nod to my lead as he whips the reins, hauling forward.

Oh, how I looked forward to meeting this man. I had only heard of his dates. Engulfing women in his arms, kissing their cheeks, whispering sweet nothings on the floor while the music floods their ears.
I had fantasized about our meeting for a fortnight. His letters were that of a prince, and his services are said to be worth the costly wage.
Looking over, I catch my reflection in the puddle beneath the pinwheel water fountain. The dress fit my body so well, hugging and letting go accordingly. It exposed just the right amount, yet left so much to the imagination. Paired with the red lipstick and dark heels, my beauty pooled beneath me, and so did the drool from men catching my eye.

I stood waiting until another carriage come by swiftly, stopping right at my feet. The door opened quickly, revealing a handsome young man. He was tall compared to I, his hair two different colors, and a mask across his left eye. His eyes were also hetrocromatic, beautiful shades. I blushed at the mere sight as he traveled up to me.
"Y/n L/n?" I nodded and he took my gloved hand into his, kissing the surface softly. We moved along, the townsmen taking looks at our swaying, I truly thought we looked beautiful. "May I ask, sir, what is your name?" He smiled quietly leaning into my ear as we arrived to the ballroom doors, "Todoroki Shoto. You may call me Shoto, though, only for you." He opened the door for me, and I walked in.

I know this was a sham, he had probably said that to a million women before me. He seemed so sincere, though, I never noticed. His hands took mine onto the floor, when he pulled my right hand to his shoulder and left into his cold clasp.
I smiled to him when the music began to play, and we stayed away from the other members. Swaying, he held me close to his chest, this was such an intoxicating feeling.
"You're beautiful, y/n." His words flowed so sweetly, "You're handsome, Shoto." He smiled brightly, twirling me and dipping my body softly into the air. He stared into my eyes intensively, never letting them leave.
Our moves were like butter, softly flowing and fitting just right.

Soon the dance was over, and he had taken me to a private room of his. It was gorgeous, silhouettes like I had never dreamed.
Now walking to me, he touched the small of my back. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever had the pleasure to encounter." He them began to reach, holding me to his chest. I nuzzled into the hug, reaching my hand up to his face.

He flinched away, but I insisted. His head grew closer, letting my hand touch his jawline. I pushed up, grabbing the corner of his mask and lifting. He gasped and quickly pulled away, covering it.
"No..you mustn't see it! Please, let me have it back." He plead, looking up to you.
You softly crouched to him, "No. You're handsome, and every flaw is a plus. Please let me see."
He nodded and let go, looking up to me with tears in his eyes. There was a scar on the side covered with the mask, clearly old. I brushed it with my hand, lying my fingers on it. He flinched but grew closer, and his tears flowed heavy.
"Don't cry, you're magnificent." He pushed his head into my chest so I could feel his grin, and nuzzled sweetly. How pure could one man be? He has clearly been hurt and lied to, wronged and beaten.

He pulled me close, "You're different. Will you stay with me longer?" I nod, pulling him to me, "Of course, Shoto."

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