Currently, Shoto was in heaven...Well, it was close enough.

He just had a plate of cold soba and walked into your dorm. It was winter—the perfect season to cuddle the person he loves the most. He wanted to keep you warm with his fire quirk, too. He knew you liked the warmth, and he loved the comfort of it all.

In the quiet of your dorm room, you lay wrapped in his warm embrace, his head nestled against your neck. The soft glow of his fire quirk kept the chill at bay, creating a cozy atmosphere. He was speaking his mind, sharing stories from his ruined childhood or just whatever came to him at the moment, he wished winter would last forever.