TWO POWERS (Todoroki Shoto x Reader)

After long and exhausting days and the unexpected encounter with Stain, you can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Endeavour and Gran Torino have the aftermath of the Nomu attack and the capturing of Stain to deal with. Although you are obviously involved, both Gran Torino and Endeavour would prefer to keep your role on the down-low. So you and Shoto getting out of the way as soon as possible was necessary. Endeavour's assistant back in the office books a place in Hosu for you to retreat to.

Shoto is receiving further instructions from Endeavour and you're just waiting, staring into the sky, replaying the look Stain gave you in your head.

"Let's go then. We need to hurry to make it to the store and get you some spare clothes. And a first aid kit," he adds, running his thumb along the cut.

"Is it deep?" you ask. You know it's deeper, but you haven't actually seen how unsightly you look. Maybe that's a good thing.

"It shouldn't leave a scar if that's what you're wondering, but we should clean it as soon as possible. When did you get it?"

"This morning."

"Then we must hurry."

You appreciate that Shoto is not asking any further questions at this stage. Just like you didn't want to answer at that place and time, maybe he didn't want to know so soon either, or at least not before you're at the apartment safe and sound. You both run to the convenience store (since that's the only store open so late) and buy some essentials. You divide the shopping list between you two, Shoto focusing on food and you buying whatever clothes and products you need to feel fresh.

You make it to the booked apartment, entering with a code sent to Shoto's phone. The place is objectively nice with multiple spacious rooms and a living room. You urge Shoto to shower first while you put the food away. He is as quick as you expect and you warn him that you'll take your time in the shower. He says he doesn't mind and starts to prepare dinner. You take everything you bought to the bathroom with you and scrub as if the lather could cleanse you from the negative experiences too. When you get out, you're happy to notice an air dryer, but when you realize that the shirt you bought is a T-shirt and not long sleeved, you decide to skip air drying and cover your shoulders (and arms) with a huge towel instead.

By the time you get out, Shoto is done cooking rice and preparing the store-bought side dishes. But he won't let you eat before bandaging the cut on your face. You both sit at the table, bandages and everything scattered on the table.

"How long has it been" you ask Shoto, "since I left your place?"

His steady hands are carefully placing the bandage strips on your cheek, his fingers brushing against your face here and there.

"A little over a week," he admits with a dark look. "I know that I don't know everything. Dad knows more than me, but he told me to trust you and not worry, so what really happened?"

You swallow, which feels more difficult than usual. "Well, I ran away from Gran Torino's place since he wasn't interested in me training my mom's quirk," you say as he peels off the back of another strip.

"Is that when you saved dad's sidekick?"

"Is he fine though?"

"Yeah. He called the ambulance and after recovering, came back with your stuff. I was already interning then so I witnessed him talk about your courage. But he had called the office before as well, so we knew roughly what had happened the night of."

"What had happened then?" you ask out of curiosity.

"You asked to train with him, but since Stain led the way, you could easily escape. But the sidekick was blatant to suggest that you could have actually gone with him."