Todoroki Oneshots - Tumblr Posts
pairing: todoroki shouto x reader
genre: fluff, title is self-explanatory, you can’t fall asleep at night so shouto decides to do something about it
an: first bnha piece on this blog I guess? fingers crossed and hoping my writing doesn’t get rusty after a while lol
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In the serene ambience of Todoroki’s bedroom, the night is soundless — save for the cadenced thrumming of your boyfriend’s heart and ticking clock hands that send you slowly drifting off into a deep slumber.
Yet your eyelids still fail to droop, having tried everything from counting sheep to playing relaxing music on your phone. A shallow breath of exasperation slips through the gaps in your teeth as you snuggle into Todoroki’s left side, curling your body into a ball while huddling close to the male for warmth. Just as the drowsiness hits, a strained groan echoes; staring at your boyfriend’s fluttering eyelashes, guilt strikes you the moment you realise how you’ve waken him up in the middle of two o’clock in the morning when both of you still need to attend hero training courses later during the day.
“Wha’s wron’ y/n? Can’t sleep?” Nodding, you stifle a yawn. Groggily reaching out his hand, your boyfriend‘s fingers dance delicately across the expanse of your frigid skin, conjuring goosebumps here and there under the pale rays of moonlight which cast waltzing shadows on the wall. As he nuzzles you closer to the left side of his chest, comfort seeps through your veins, and you relax into his touch.
Todoroki has always been averse to touch, given his brutal upbringing — but not when you are the one in his arms. A surge of relief (and perhaps a tinge of pride) gives him reassurance when the hero in training observes how you react to his minuscule touches from time to time, realising how much you actually enjoy being in his presence — and vice versa.
With mismatched eyes glancing over your relaxed features, a toothless grin ghosts across Todoroki’s face; under the faint lustre of dwindling moonlight, you look otherworldly: beautiful and intricate — an instant that he would do whatever it takes to relish forever. Slowly, the male reaches out his hand, running the tips of his fingers through your bedraggled hair with ultimate delicacy while a lullaby slips from his pursed lips.
“I didn’ know you can sing Shou ...” Todoroki stops, frozen as you peer at him groggily through impenetrable tenebrosity. Instinctively he averts his gaze away; and even though darkness blankets the room, you still manage to discern the obvious blush dusting the male’s cheeks.
“N-not like I’m laughing at you or anything! Keep ... keep singing, I quite like it.”
“You ... you sure?”
“Mm. Let’s stay like this ... for a while.”
Knowing that he can never say no to your wishes, the two of you lay amongst the tangled sheets, dozing off into each other’s arms. It is the most peaceful moment you’ve ever felt in your entire life. No more worries about tomorrow, no more concerns about the future; just you and him holding one another in close proximity, sharing such intimate moments of tranquility — with the two of you wishing to hold onto it for a lifetime.