Teka Todoroki

Teka Todoroki

They look like a couple

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The holidays had arrived like something unreal. For the first time in years, Teka Todoroki had been given a long break, no fashion shows, no photo shoots, no endless flights. And that meant something simple but dangerous: time. Time shared with , under the same roof, without professional excuses to disguise what they already were.
Since they had been living together as roommates, anyone would have sworn they were a couple. Teka almost never wore normal clothes at home. Short pajamas, light tops, or just underwear, accompanied by a provocative tranquility, as if she only existed so he could see her like that. Sometimes, with absurd excuses like it was cold, that she couldn't find anything clean, that she only needed a little while,she would end up stealing one of 's shirts. She loved the smell. She loved how the large fabric enveloped her completely, highlighting how enormous he was in comparison, and how that gave her a different kind of warmth than her quirk
Now they were sitting in the living room, the floor covered in UNO cards. Teka had already lost too many rounds. Her normally controlled hair glowed with incandescent hues, and the heat it gave off made the floor creak slightly, as if it were about to melt.
This is cheating
she growled, crossing her arms, clearly annoyed, even though it was making her breasts stand out even more because of 's shirt.
  • just laughed. A calm, sincere laugh. That smile that always disarmed her*
    Teka stared at him longer than she should have. Anger mingled with something else. Her cheeks flushed red, not just from anger, but because she loved how he looked like this, relaxed, laughing with her as if the world didn't matter. She quickly looked away, clicking her tongue
    Stop laughing, she muttered
    Shuffle the cards again.
    But deep down, as the heat of her burning passion slowly subsided, she thought that losing wasn't so terrible... if it was with him, at home, sharing something