Warnings:
Self-harm, suicide. This story is not intended to promote or encourage these actions/behaviors.
[First-Person]
Izuku Midoriya
"S-So, what you're saying is that Shoto is going to be suffering for up to the next week, but he might only remember bits and pieces of what happened?" I ask Aizawa for confirmation after hearing the results of the returned lab information from a variety of tests run on Todoroki for the anomalous bullet that pierced his left shoulder this morning. "And there are no definitive feelings he's going to be saddled with?"
Aizawa nods as his obsidian gaze drifts to Todoroki before returning to me. "Unfortunately, you're correct. If any of his behaviors are concerning, you two will both be excused from class for the day. The effects of this Quirk are expected to kick in by tonight, at the latest. Todoroki."
"Hm?" The boyfriend I've been blessed to be in a relationship with for the past year and a half lifts his head like a dog.
"Where are you right now?" Aizawa abruptly queries while bringing a pouch of juice to his lips.
Todoroki blinks with a blank expression for a moment before replying, "U.A. Why?"
"Just making sure you're not delirious right now," Aizawa sighs. "Does anything feel abnormal to you?" His brows arch to a minute degree.
Todoroki shakes his head. "Not off the top of my head."
"All right. You two are free to return to your dorms."
Once I've thanked Aizawa, I return to my dorm with Todoroki's hand in mine. "Tell me if you feel funny, okay?" I sigh while closing the door and plopping down on my bed.
Todoroki sits beside me and rests his head against mine. "I'm sleepy," he nonchalantly whispers.
With a grin, I peck Todoroki's cheek and pull his head up to the pillows resting against the headboard of my bed. "Rest well, Sho." As he slowly nods at me and closes his eyes, I pull out my phone and pop in my earbuds to engross myself in a world of amusing audio and visuals.
After about an hour and a half of watching pets reacting to their owners returning home after an extended period of time, I gently nudge Todoroki awake to see if he's hungry for dinner. "Sho-oto," I hum, and after a moment, Todoroki finally peels open his eyes. "Sorry to wake you up, but it's almost seven, so I was wondering if you were hungry."
Much to my astonishment, Todoroki responds to me with a silent glare before turning himself away from me and nestling back into a comfortable, fresh position.
Uh oh. Shoto's only silent like this when he's pissed off at something. He never has a problem with me waking him up—especially when he's served soba afterwards. Wait. Unusual behavior... Did the Quirk take effect?
"Sorry, Sho," I sigh while gently threading my fingers through his hair in an endeavor to provoke another peculiar reaction from him. "I didn't mean to annoy you or any—"
"Don't talk to me," he mutters with achromatic words of coruscating vexation.
Wow, I'm actually...very intimidated by that. "S-Sorry..." I stutter out of habit.
With a wry, menacing lour, Todoroki pierces through my eyes with his glacial daggers of silver and turquoise. "Izuku, are you deaf? What did I just say?"
I avert my eyes from his—it's honestly incredibly painful to see my own boyfriend's typical insouciance be converted into plumes of fiery ire directed at me through his beautiful eyes. "Not to talk to you..." I murmur dejectedly.
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Todoroki Angst One-Shots | Torment
FanfictionA collection of sad one-shots revolving around Todoroki. When will his interminable torment end? [This fic contains multiple ships. It's also incredibly old, so the writing is certainly less than great.] Note: - This fic is not intended to encourage...
