𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 , bnha

13 ゜family

It was a sunny day. A splendid one, in fact. The sun beat hard against the wheat field that her large group of friends played in, and her village that they had all made the time to visit a small dot below the hill. Despite the perfect weather she had still found herself sitting on a moss ridden log that was shrouded in the shade of the tree line, the forest buzzing behind her.

It was a shame that she was wasting her time away from the sunlight, when one day she would have to travel constantly through darkness.

As she watched her friends run about, enjoying their last shred of childhood, she couldn't help but think of what her mother had once said before she had even reached double digits. It was something about soulmates, how every girl had a boy that they could always count on.

'I don't like boys! I'm going to marry a girl as pretty as me!' She had cried with a deep frown after her mother revealed the information. The woman only laughed.

'And who told you that you had to marry your soulmate? It was not me!' The mother looked at her child with a soft smile, a genuine one that could cause tides to stop in their place. 'No, no, no, child. Most soulmates would never marry. Opposite personalities or something of the such.'

That was where the memory ended unfortunately. She could remember something else her mother said, something she so desperately wished to remember now, but it had fled from her mind so long ago. So instead of beating herself up over the words she continued to match her friends up, the pairs being a boy and a girl who worked well together.

Yaoyorozu had Iida. Uraraka had Midoriya. Mina had Kirishima. Jiro had Kaminari. Asui had Tokoyami. Hagakure had Ojiro.

Some of the girls laughed when she had proposed the ideas of the boys being their soulmates ('He's so annoying though!'). Some of them had blushed ('Y-You really think so?'). Despite their reaction, here they were, laughing their souls out and prancing about in the field with their counterparts at their heels and the rest of their friends in their hearts.

And here Enomoto was, sitting on a dead tree with Todoroki by her side.

Just as Toru had once been the crush of her village, Shoto was the crush of the kingdom. One of the top knights in training, on the verge of being the one to always stay by the king's side, and here he was enjoying the breeze by Serafina's side.

She smiled softly and closed her eyes. She wasn't met by darkness, but instead a soft orange glow as the light met the skin of her eyelids. It comforted her.

"You'll be fine," his voice came and went just like the clouds overhead. It wasn't a question, it wasn't a statement. If anything it was his fortune for the future, one he was certain of.

She opened her eyes and glanced to him, the way his heterochromatic eyes stared back and the way his shoulders swayed, desperate to lean against her. She nodded, and so he did. Just a little. They both couldn't help but to be careful due to past... traumas.

"Perhaps," she responded after the lengthy pause. "Can I say the same for you?"

He nodded slowly, the multicolored strands of his hair tickling against the brown skin of her neck. She could tell by the way he was positioned that he was now watching their friends, same as her. She just didn't know that he only watched the girls, taking in their sparkling eyes and wonderful smiles before he could no longer.