Suna's Baby's First Word Is Mama, Called Out Sleepily From Your Daughter's Crib After He Puts Her Down

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Shoto Todoroki with such a shy girl.

Someone who flushes being in his presence. Someone who makes it so obvious they have feelings without even meaning to.

It gives him the upper hand in the slightest bit, because even though he is socially blind, he'll trust his gut and his friends. Which all scream that you are utterly in love with him.

He'll lean into you, crowd your space ever so slightly. Watch you squirm. He'd be so sure of himself, so sure of the way he makes you feel.

But when you guys finally get together, the tables turn.

When your hands touch, it isnt yours that drop the pencil but his. It's not you who gets lost in his confidence, it's him.

You definitely get butterflies around him, obviously.

But he's crushing hard. Face going red at any compliment.

He'd be a mess.

Emoooo💨💨

coffee

— parings: todoroki touya x reader

— notes: mature language

— synopsis: when you’ve never given your barista your actual name, so you make a mini game out of it

mha // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

bakugou katsuki

defiant say it with your hands darling it's better (down where it's wetter) statistically significant how to set fires mr. fixer upper the red of fate meets the blue of twitter verification

shoto todoroki

if i could keep cool break the glass (in case of emergency) something new strawberry scented dreams flare loads of fun mr. tokyo beat hottest hero

dabi / touya todoroki

not a proposal an arsonist's lullaby running errands i'm melting in your eyes, like the first time that i caught fire (just stay with me, lay with me now) it's conditional laundromat

hawks / takami keigo

lay low take it slow birb puns crawl home to me paper cranes little bird no need

eijiro kirishima

the marionettist would you like me to stay forever revenge paws for panic red crush culture in one kiss, you'll know all i haven't said

denki kaminari

body electric streams truth or dare seven minutes of humor in your arms why are you so pretty?

heat abnormal

i appreciate this sweaty icy boy with huge big bro energy

DES says . . . most ive wrote in weeks, omfg. ANYWHOO, i present to you: “can he pay my bills?” ft. bakugou, iida, izuku, todoroki, kirishima & denki.

© vampdes . do not repost, plagiarize, or translate.

THIS IS SO CANON I LOVE SLOW BURN

Thinking abt Todoroki Shouto, and how he isn't as dense as he comes across...

When reading fanfics Shouto is always oblivious and dense, and yes, I wholeheartedly agree with that—

But i feel like Shouto also does it on purpose, you know? Like, one day you're both talking, and he's just soo up close to your face. 'He probably doesn't realize' you rationalize inside your head, but no, he's definitely aware of the affect he has on you. Your reactions are cute, he thinks, cute in the way he can't seem to stop teasing you.

I think he'd pay extra close attention to people that are close to him, people he holds dear, so whenever you stutter, or your mind goes and blank and you think 'Oh, I hope he didn't notice that—' he does.

I think that's why I like the idea that he's actually a little menance, but the worst part is that he gets away with it !!

Whether it's saying something so humbling and out of depth— something that many would take offense to but think, 'well, he didn't really mean it that way— that's just how he is', NOPE!! he definitely meant it that way, but not clarifying anything saves him the trouble so why should he care yk...

Though, he mostly (all the time really) does it with you. Getting up in your personal space, saying things like "When we're on a mission together, I feel like I can handle anything as long as you're the one by my side"— and it flusters you sooo badly, but no, this is Shouto we're talking about, clearly he didn't mean it like that, right? Right? (And the entire time, he's trying to bite down a Cheshire grin)

So, yes, in the earlier years of being a hero he wasn't really great at communication and unaware of social cues— but now, he's practically evil with the way he acts around you.

Sometimes you think you see it; you're going to call him out on his behavior. There's no way he didn't know what he was doing when he held your face in his hands on a hot summer day, pulling you close and saying, "Is this cooling you down?" (No, actually, this was just heating you up)

But whenever you do call him out on it—

"You know, you're not that slick." You say one day, ice cream cone in hand as you walk next to him, bumping him with your hip. Your eyes slide over towards his mismatched ones, gauging his reaction closely. If you were anyone else you would have probably missed the slight quirk of his lip; the uplift of his brows. But you don't, and the grin on your face overtakes most of your features. Maybe today will be the day he finally admits it. Instead he doesn't speak, takes one lick of his mint chocolate ice cream and then he turns to you, a silent question appearing on his face. A taunt.

You let out a humourless breath, cone tight in your hand as you point it in his direction. Accusing him of something both of you know you won't be able to prove, but he knows you know, and you know he knows you know. But, it'd be really great if he could just admit it, because it's almost like a game.

A game between just the two of you.

"Don't try and act blonde now!" You chide, biting on your bottom lip to control the smile that tries to force it's way on your face.

Shouto smiles at your antics, leaning in close to you, and all of a sudden he completely invades your senses. The smell of mint on his lips is so close, and yet so far. He stares deeply into your eyes, and just as you thought you were getting closer to the truth— he brings his thumb up to wipe absent mindlessly at the corner of your mouth. He pulls back, looks you in the eyes, and takes a tentative lick at the frosty flavour on his thumb. With a cat-like tilt to his head, he says, "I'm not blonde?"

But, the worst part is whenever he speaks about you to others, he speaks so fondly of you; like one would do about their partner— but you guys aren't together. Sometimes he does it right in front of your face whenever you guys are at a hero gala. Shouto sees you talking to a new and upcoming, young, pro-hero and he immediately comes to your side. With how close he is, and with the things he says to them, "I can never imagine myself without them by my side." It gives people the idea that you're both, you know, a thing.

Little do you know, he's been playing this 'game' ever since high school, and even though the two of you aren't exclusive— it doesn't mean he can't get in his fun.

Todoroki Shouto is not good for your health.

That face he did to jogo! 😏

Reblogs are appreciated!!

I LOOOOOVVEE cheeky boy shoto💕💕💖💝🤭

"I thought I'd find you here."

You weren't even bothered to check who entered your dorm room, but you knew that clear voice so well.

"Sorry, Shouto," you managed a short reply. You were spread on your bed in your favorite loose shirt and All Might cartoon boxer shorts. The light-colored curtains were drawn open, but the windows were closed, and despite the air conditioning cranked up, it didn't help that today was one of those arid weekend afternoons that made you feel stuffy and heavy and absolutely lazy.

"I sent you a message," Todoroki Shouto, one of the best (and cutest, as your friends remarked) young heroes in the making, who also happened to be your dearest boyfriend, made his way into your dorm room without you even noticing. It was hard to maintain focus when all you could think about was trying to cool down. You felt the bed shift as he sat down beside you.

"Sorry…" You lazily reached for your phone on your bedside drawer. "It's just… Too hot to even move!"

"I see," came a short reply. "Is there anything I can do to ease your discomfort?"

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" You joked, sitting up to meet his gaze before your expression melted into slight confusion. He looked like he was dressed to go out with his light blue dress shirt and dark pants. Regardless, you met his presence with inert excitement. "I'm glad you're here."

Todoroki gave you a small smile before reaching out for your cheek with his right hand, but the coolness of his touch was still a little surprising. Still, you happily sank into his caress despite how chilly his palm was.

"Shouto, w-would you…" You raised your arms and playfully opened and closed your hands. "Would you like to cuddle?"

"Isn't it a little too hot for cuddling?"

A pout graced your face. "N-Not if I'm only hugging your right side!"

"What a selfish girlfriend," he sighed before eventually chuckling in defeat. As though he could refuse such an earnest request from you. "I'll forgive you even though you forgot that we were supposed to go out today."

You froze on the spot and felt your face heat up when he started to unbutton his dress shirt. "O-Oi! Wh-What are you doing?!"

He had an inner shirt, much to your relief, and he made his way beside you, lying down rather comfortably on his back before beckoning you to crash into him as well. He dropped his right arm and patted the light-colored sheets with a rather coy smile on his face.

"Shouto…"

He was still grinning. "Come closer, then. Let's stay cool today."

🌺 Author's note:

This fic is based on Rebecca Mock's art piece with the same title.

This is a rework of a chapter from my old MHA fic collection! I plan on revisiting some of my old work and getting to crosspost them here... eventually! There's just something about a mysterious and reserved guy being coy with his girlfriend... that makes me all giddy!

Apart from being one of my favorite pieces back when I started writing for MHA, I believe this fic happens to be a fan favorite of sorts, too. This was years ago and I gave permission for it to be recorded as an x listener audio fic. You're free to send me a message if you'd like a link to the audio fic!

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