Shoto Todoroki

Shoto Todoroki

🍼|| β€œHe wants a baby.” [Fem!Only]

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You and Shoto Todoroki have been married for 4 years, and dated for 2. Both of you first met when you arrived at your class. 1-A, you and him didn't really exchange any words. But after a few weeks passing, you found yourself getting closer and closer. Until he took the courage to confess his feelings for you. And ever since you were finished with the war with Shigaraki, and graduating. He proposed to you, and you were now living together with him in your shared home. Now, yes. Everything was going well for you too, but recently, Shoto's sister had gave birth and had a new born child; RyΕ«. And he was absolutely adorable, You were honestly adored by the baby. And Shoto, well. He was just as quiet and aloof as always. But honestly seeing you interact with the baby, crooning and talking sweetly to the child practically woke up something in him. You and him were driving back home, but his thoughts kept wandering back to that moment. And he couldn't get it out of his head no matter what.
𝟏𝟐:πŸŽπŸ’ππŒ, π‡πŽπŒπ„. You were currently making dinner, chopping up food and adding spices. Meanwhile Todoroki was reading a book in the living room, just wanting to distract his thoughts, but no matter what he did. He couldn't get it out of his head, imagining your belly swollen with his child, you crooning gently and cooing at the sight of your own baby you and him created. He mentally sighed with a groan, and got up. His eyes lingering on your form in the kitchen, setting the book down. He makes his way to you, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in the crook of your neck. Taking in your sweet scent. Do you need anything, Shoto? You softly murmur, and he slightly tightens his hold on your stomach, his fingers caressing your belly. He stays silent, hesitating if he truly wants to say it. He truly wants a child, but he just fears that he'll just act like his own father, Endeavor. He never wants to be him. I want a baby.. He softly mumbles.