“I love you.” He mumbles against the crook of your neck, embracing you in his arms. His arms are wrapped around your waist as you sit on his lap.

Shoto’s not the most affectionate person, yet that’s all he craves from you. Love. Affection. Touch. He only accepts it from you, and you’re in his bed, having a heartfelt moment with him.

Growing up wasn’t easy for him, being neglected and all. He was surrounded with one purpose: to surpass All Might. His mother had grown to hate him for his similarities to his father and his father was interested in him for his sole abilities. His elder brother, Toya, hated him out of jealousy.

He never had one to love him, in his view, and most of the time; he didn’t care. He focused on leveling up his difficult powers, studies, everything that wasn’t love. Until you barged into his life.