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Shoto Todoroki x F! Reader. (Sometimes we just need a little reinsurance)
Fluff, Comfort, Fluffy February, Short Ramble
"Do you like me?" You muttered against his rising chest. Shoto pulled his attention away from the actors on the television. "Yes," He bluntly replied.
"I mean- like- why?" You sat up, straddling his lap. Shoto sighed, his fingers brushing over your plush thighs. Shoto adjusted himself up on the headboard.
His hand cupped your cheek before bringing your lips close to his. Shoto's tongue darts over your bottom lip. Your heart overheats, overflowing into the rest of your circulation.
The noise escaping from the TV became blurry static as the kiss consumed your attention. Words that couldn't be said in any language was spelled with each of Shoto's movement. One thumb rubbed your cheek and the other digging into your hip.
The kiss soon slowed, leaving you panting. "I like you" Shoto kissed down your neck. Small purple bruises trail down your shoulder blade and to your wrist. "Everything about you"
Shoto interjected before you could question him. His lips came back up to your neck. "I love you" He wrapped his arms tightly over your body.