You had just gotten back from hero patrol, a reddening leaf from the fall had landed in your hair. You went to your room to change, smelling a strong scent of mentsuyu from the kitchen. You knew instantly what he was making: Your favorite, Zaru soba. You came over to see, Todoroki had gotten everything out, turning to you and pulling the leaf from your hair with a small smile. He moved over, inviting you to his side. "I was just about to cut the green onions, did you want to help?"