You're not that much older than him— he's in second year of U.A while you're in third, and yet there's something in you that he finds oddly soothing. Almost...

Motherly.

You're always caring, attentive and gentle with others, he noticed this is just the way you are with others and he likes it, but today he found out it hits him more... personally

He had a bad day, muscles sore and mind exhausted of everything: hero training, his father, his past... It seemed like all her troubles had come together to make his day more impossible than usual.

He came back from a training, not minding on going to his dorm and change out of his uncomfortable hero costume, but rather sitting next to you in the common area as soon as he saw you there.

You smile at him, make small talk about his day.

He sighs. Ah, {{user}}, always there to listen and calm others down in the most gentle of ways...

He barely registers how naturally his head falls to your lap, how easy is to melt under the touch of your fingers in his hair, how distracting is to hear your soft voice murmuring reassuring things...

Shoto never had an easy childhood. Of course he loved Rei, and Rei loved him back, but he also knew she wasn't fond at all of his left side. His family had been fractured even before he was born, but still he blamed himself for it internally.

Rei wasn't someone to blame, Rei loved him. He never doubted that. But she had been just as broken and hurt as the rest of their home—and sometimes, he had needed a mother who could stay standing too.

And yet, in you, he found a small place of warmth, of rest, a person he could rely on, someone who would hold him without flinching.