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A drunk blondie with black streak in his hair stood on the table, "You are~ MY FIRE..!"

"THE ONE. DESIRE~~!" The drunk Red Riot continued.

"BELIEVE. WHEN I SAY." Another drunk black-haired man respond.

"I WANT IT THAT WAY." They all sang in union.

"OH TELL ME WHY?!"

"AIN'T NOTHING BUT A HEARTACHE."

"OH TELL ME WHY?!"

"AIN'T NOTHING BUT A MISTAKEEE!!!"

"OH TELL ME WHY?! I NEVER WANNA HEAR YOU SAYYY~!"

"I WANT IT THAT WAYYY!!!!"

The other sober boys in the room deadpanned.

An adult Todoroki stared at his phone, as if waiting for someone with his drink in his other hand.

He was able to hold his liquor well so he wasn't as drunk.

See, the dual-haired man would 24 tomorrow and he celebrated it with his highschool male classmates at his house.

They were trying to stay up until midnight to greet Shoto first thing of the day.

It was tradition for them to wait until midnight out of fun. While gifts would be given later at morning since they'd be drunk.

And right they are.

A 24-year-old Bakugou continued to yell at them, pissed off.

He didn't even want to be here. But...

"OI EJIRO WHAT THE FUCK. I TOLD YOU TO HOLD YOUR DRINK, SHITTY HAIR."

"Aww~ Katsuwu." Kirishima slurred.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, blushing lightly while holding him.

"Ah, sorry for the mess Todoroki.. You were supposed to have fun today.." Midoriya sweatdropped.

Everyone in the room had canceled their plans for him.

They all knew what he was going through these years—though they perhaps couldn't comprehend how it must've felt for him.

Nothing could make him smile anymore.

And if he does, it would only be during your birthday. Or when things him of you.

In response to Midoriya, Todoroki shook his head. "Its fine Midoriya. If you'd excuse me, I'll head up now."

The freckled boy fumbled in his words. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. We can clean up tomorrow. I have something to attend to first."

Midoriya nods, giving him a comforting and concerned smile.

Heading to his room, he entered the main room where picture frames of you hung the wall.

That was when his pace slowed down, memories flooding his heart and mind.

Todoroki shows a sad and small smile.

He tucks his hands in his pockets and took his time to reminisce his moments with you.

The last time he saw you in person... was 8 years ago.

(A/N: You guys may say its 9 years bc Shoto is 24 but he celebrates his bday on January so.. the months are different hehe)

Todoroki clutched his heart, feeling it go heavy again.

Walking upstairs, he went into his room and sat on his bed, bringing out his phone.

He especially charged his phone's battery to the fullest.

Today, his birthday, was the most awaited day of the year for him.

The man tries to hide a smile, staring at his lockscreen that was a picture of you.

Eight years and he never stopped trying.

You took the sun away when you left—no, you were his sun.

Each day, every moment, no time would pass by that he wouldn't think of you.

Your quirk allowed you to communicate nature. Because of that, nature would help you in a variety of ways. And it wasn't helpful at all.

Your quirk is basically having eyes that could see just about everyone and everything.

The wind is everywhere, plants are witnesses, animals talk to you, even the water loves you.

So no matter how hard he looked, nature had your back.

But that wouldn't stop him—not at all.

Todoroki's face softened, remembering the moments when you two would play hide and seek together.

If he was the seeker, he'd be alert all the time. And when you'd seek, he would always hide in the best places.

But it was inevitable, you were too cunning.

Time passed of him thinking and remembering you. Then he felt his eyes slowly begin to feel heavy.

. . .

Sleeping on his bed, Todoroki slowly fluttered his eyes open.

He groans, feeling the warmth of the sun hit his face.

Wait, sun?

He shot upwards and looked at his window to see sunshine. "Shit... It's morning?" He murmurs.

Standing up and rubbing his face, he stared down his phone again.

Opening his contacts, there were messages of greetings but no missed calls. He sighed in relief.

Suddendly, his windows bursted open.

Gusts of wind whooshed in, the curtains dancing along.

Then beautiful petals and flowers flew in. Different varieties of colorful and bright ones.

Todoroki's heart jumped, racing happily.

This feeling. Only one person in this world can make him feel this way.

He smiled and ran to his opened window.

The male knew very well who was behind this. And what he saw outside made his eyes twinkle in joy similar to that of a child.

Red and white butterflies flocked in a spiral way.

His smile widened, a blush adorned his cheeks. For he knew that you did this.

Every birthday, he'd receive a gift from you.

His past gifts were just as fascinating. Fireflies surrounding his house, birds bringing a flowercrown, the sea giving him seashells and more.

All never failed to warm his heart.

Especially what would happen after he'd receive his gift.

His phone rang and Todoroki felt chills run down his spine.

Turning his recorder on, he places his phone close in his ears.

"Happy Birthday Sho!!"

It's when the sound of your voice does something to his body.

He raises a hand over his lips. He wanted to fight it off—his grin, the flutters in his stomach.

He heard you laughing lightly from the other line before hearing a timid question, "Do you like the gift?"

"I love it Y/N.." He murmurs, lovestrucked.

Oh how he loves it when he'd say your name.

His cheeks are warm and flushed red. He feels himself slipping deeper into the terrifying but ineviatable void of love.

It melted him, something like desire.

"I'm glad. I hope you're doing alright, don't forget to eat. How are you?"

"There's not much else to know." He missed you. "Nothing really happened." He wanted to kiss you.

Then you both began to talk endlessly.

"Where are you?" He immediately shoots the question.

"Somewhere..." He heard you only mumbled.

Like always, the same answer.

"You can't ignore me forever Y/N. Please don't do this to me."

Shoto heard you breathe heavily. "You haven't even eaten breakfast yet, no? You probably should—"

"Y/N!" He yells making you flinch from the other line.

"Why are you hiding? Where are you? Is someone hurting you? I can keep you safe. I promise I'll be better..." He sobbed as his voice cracked.

Desperation dripped from the tone of his voice. He clenches his fist.

You paused. Until he heard small cries, as if you were holding it back.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this..." Although it was faint, it was audible enough for him to feel confused.

Not long after, you ended the call.

Bringing his phone down, he mumbled. "I know you exist Y/N. So tell me, how can I not love you?"

And just like that, he'd wait for another year again.

He closes his eyes, falling to the floor.

Well, at least you both were under the same sky at least.

. . .

After cleaning up the living room, his companions bid him farewell while he left for work, driving in his car.

Billboards and news were already hitting the headline with his name on it.

Reaching the building, he parked his car inside the private parking area before entering inside.

His employees and workers politely greeted him as he did so in return.

That was until he heard shouts.

"LET ME GO! I CAN GO HOME BY MYSELF!!" A young boy's voice echoed the building.

Shoto rose his brow and checked it for himself.

He wouldn't want commotion in his building now would he?

"Please calm down, we just want to help you—" A female worker held the young boy's wrist.

"WELL I DON'T NEED HELP. I CAN'T EVEN BE HEREEEEEEEE." He whined.

Heteromatich eyes laid on an elementary school boy with red hair and E/C-colored eyes.

"What's going on?"

"S-sir!" The employees taking care of the kid jumped.

The kid widened his eyes and turned up to see the two-quirked pro himself in person.

Shoto's eyes locked with the child's.

E/C-colored eyes.

Nothing special but why did a spark flicker inside of him?

'This child gives me a special feeling although it's the first time I met him.'

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