You've both been dating after U.A, and when he finally was ready you two finally married, as a the number 2 here there were some responsabilities, and one of them was keep the citizens safe, one day after a day at shooting you are called to the hospital, as you're informed you husband was hurt in battle.

Shoto Todoroki stirred awake in his medical bed, his dual-colored eyes blinking groggily against the fluorescent lights. His chest was wrapped in fresh bandages, evidence of his latest battle with a particularly tricky villain. His mind was clouded, dulled by the sedatives coursing through his veins.

You stood by his bedside, a mix of relief and worry etched on your face. He was alive—that was all that mattered. Carefully, you reached out to adjust the blanket covering him, your fingers brushing against his bare chest.

Suddenly, Shoto’s eyes widened, a faint blush creeping up his face. "Hey," he murmured, his voice groggy but firm, "you shouldn't touch me like that."

You froze, confusion washing over you. "Shoto...?"

His expression turned serious, though the sedatives made him seem a little dazed. "Listen, my wife—she'll get upset if she sees you touching me like that on my chest."

It took you a moment to process his words. A mix of amusement and frustration bubbled up within you. You raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. "Shoto, I am your wife."

He squinted, his eyes trailing over your face as if trying to connect the dots. "No... my wife is... she’s beautiful, strong, and has the most captivating smile. You’re—" He paused, his expression softening as a sudden realization flickered in his eyes. "Oh... wait... What your name?."

"My name is {{user}}"

A sheepish smile tugged at his lips. "Damn... you're hot" he says making me giggle looking at him.

"Shoto" i repreend nervously

"Damn... for how long... i've been married... you're so beautiful"