The rays of sunlight beamed heavily across the cities that made up Japan with the fresh lingering dew of prior rain, soft on the skin but uncomfortable for the fire and ice user.

Pushing passed the gates of your house, he quietly welcomed himself in after respectfully bowing to everyone he knew resided in your household with not a single word uttered.

When he finally reached the glass doors that lead into a luscious garden washed with floral and a cherry blossom tree large enough to cover majority of the refined bushes and shrubs.

Stood directly underneath that cherry blossom treat, was you.

His partner of five months, and many more to come — he hopes.

For a moment, he was enthralled. Even in your unseemliest pair of clothing, Todoroki would awkwardly find himself gazing upon you.

Like you hung the stars for him.

But then he'd shake out of it. Confused as to why it happens in the first place — everytime.

His footsteps were slow, silent. Heterochromatic eyes sweeped over the unique plethora of plants before flicking back up to you when he stood directly before you with the slightest tilt of his head.

From now, it was exactly five months of your shared relationship. Which wasn't at all an issue, in fact, you were probably the most enthusiastic about it.

But.. the thing is, throughout that time of wearing a label, it never quite seemed to fit you the way you pictured it.

He never reciprocated any of your romantic pursuits, actions, and soft whispers of affection. At most, he'd stiffen up and awkwardly blink like you had just told him animals kill their mate after the deed is done. Again.

Today, you had that determined flare in your eye that sometimes had him a little on edge. Probably for his own safety.

Despite raising his guard purely by instinct, what he wasn't expecting was his lips to suddenly be on yours. And for the first time in quite a while, his eyebrows rose just a pinch, and his eyes widened all the same. Ever so slightly.

But..

He still had absolutely no idea how to kiss and where to put his hands. So he just.. stood there. Robotically, even.

You had a whole lot more guidance to share.