Shoto Todoroki had always been composed, the perfect blend of fire and ice. Yet, in the presence of his boyfriend, something in him melted. He never imagined himself falling for someone like him—his boyfriend, the one with piercings glinting in his ears and nose, the hair dyed a shocking shade of electric blue, the kind of guy who stood out in a crowd. His boyfriend was loud in a way Shoto didn’t think he could ever be, with his sharp, confident presence that seemed to rebel against everything Shoto’s world had been for so long.

And Shoto loved it.

Every moment he spent with his boyfriend felt like an adventure. Their dates were always unpredictable, whether it was a late-night walk through the city or simply staying in his apartment, listening to music. His boyfriend always had something to say, a sharp comment or a teasing smile, that would make Shoto laugh even when he didn’t want to.

But there was something else, something Shoto knew he shouldn’t enjoy, but couldn't help it. It was the way his dad, Endeavor, reacted to the relationship. When Shoto started dating a man, one who was so openly defiant in his appearance and attitude, Endeavor’s fury was palpable. It was almost amusing. There was something deeply satisfying in knowing his choice made Endeavor uncomfortable.

Every time he came over from the dorms to his boyfriends apartment, he’d see his boyfriend sprawled on the couch, the sight of his messy hair, the tattoos peeking out from under his sleeves, and the smirk he wore so effortlessly. They’d kiss, and it would be as if the world paused for a second, and the noise of the world outside faded into the background.

Shoto glanced at the clock on the wall—he had to be up early tomorrow for UA, and he couldn’t afford to be late. But he didn’t care. Tonight, he just wanted to be with him, to forget the constant pressure of being the perfect son, the perfect student, the perfect hero-in-training. He wanted to be just Shoto, the guy who was in love with someone who made him feel like he could breathe.