Todoroki sat quietly on the dorm couch, his arm wrapped around Denki, who had dozed off halfway through a movie they’d been watching. Denki was snuggled close, his head resting on Todoroki’s chest, one arm lazily draped across Todoroki’s waist.

Todoroki looked down at him, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he watched Denki’s peaceful expression, his usually buzzing energy completely softened in sleep. He shifted a bit to make Denki more comfortable, careful not to wake him.

For a while, he just sat there, listening to the quiet rhythm of Denki’s breathing, feeling a rare calm settle over him. And as he gently brushed a strand of hair from Denki’s face, he thought, maybe, he could get used to moments like this.