Resurrected & Reignited (Dabi/Touya Todoroki x Reader)

Part I: Home

The afternoon sun slowly cast its light on your face, causing you to stir awake. Blinking sleep from your eyes, you stretched your arms and legs as best as you could from your seated position. You didn't recall falling asleep, but it was practically inevitable on a 16-hour flight. As your vision focused, you noticed mountains in the distance and quickly checked the time on your watch.

'4:00 PM (GMT+9)'

You had arrived, but you likely still had a little ways to go before you reached your destination. There was a restricting pull on your torso as you attempted to sit up in your chair. You looked down to find that the seat belt had been buckled tightly around your waist. Stiller's doing, you thought. It was unlikely the enlisted soldiers would risk startling you. You unbuckled the latch-like restraint, straightened yourself, and eagerly watched the scenery go by. It was unlikely you'd get a view like this from the city- might as well enjoy it while you could. A smile fixed itself to your face as you looked longingly out the window. You hadn't ever seen the Japanese countryside like this before. It was breathtaking. Large rectangular farm plots of varying greens and yellows dotted the landscape on either side of a river that flowed down from one of the distant peaks. There was a serenity that came with the thought of seclusion and you couldn't help but wonder what it might be like to fly freely and unmonitored through the mountains' surrounding forests.

"Enjoying the view?" Stiller's steady voice broke you from your trance. Your smile faded as you looked at him.

"You'll need to put your seatbelt back on; we'll be landing in thirty minutes. Someone from the Hero Commission's office will be meeting us once we do. We'll be heading straight to the main building from the airport. You need to eat before we disembark. The stewardess will bring you a tray. I expect you to be finished before we begin our descent." A pretty standard briefing for Stiller: short and to the point. You preferred it that way. He had been your caretaker for over ten years, formalities weren't necessary between the two of you anymore. Not that they were very common to begin with. "Mm." You nodded in response, thankful that he never tried to force a "Yes, sir." out of you anymore. At that, Stiller turned and headed back to the front of the aircraft. 'At least he let me sleep.' You thought, moderately grateful.

The plane came to a stop on the tarmac and you felt the excitement bubble within you again. You scrambled to free yourself from the seatbelt, practically jumping into the aisle once you had. The two soldiers who were watching you before also got to their feet. Down the aisle ahead of you, you caught a glimpse of Stiller speaking with someone at the now-open exit door. He started towards you in a steadfast manner.

"Leave that case here. I want you at my five as we're walking to the car. Stay close, understood?" He ordered.

"Yes." You replied. 'Why can't he just talk like a normal person around these guys?'

Stiller nodded and led the way to the exit. You followed a couple of paces behind him and the soldiers a few extra paces behind you. Your eyes involuntarily squinted as the Sun's bright light shone on your face. The soldiers' tension as you lifted your hand to shade your eyes was palpable. You didn't bother with the stairs, opting instead to use your quirk to hover above them until you reached the ground. The hurried footsteps of your escorts coming down the metal steps put you on edge. You hated when they assigned low-rank grunts as guards on trips. They all took their jobs way too seriously and their firm attitudes made everything seem like a big deal. Like now, for instance. What should be a normal deboarding and walk to a car now felt like a tense hostage situation. And clearly, they thought you the captor.

"Eyes forward." Stiller instructed, clearly aware of the state you were getting yourself into. You did as instructed, staring straight ahead. Just past your handler's shoulder, you saw a black car with darkly tinted windows. A tall, broad-shouldered man stood outside on the driver's side door. He wore a fitted black suit and tie as well as a blank expression. A slightly shorter, but similarly dressed man made his way towards the two of you with a smile.