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Todoroki Shouto

You woke up alone this morning. Your husband was nowhere near you and his side of the bed was already cold. Probably a mission.

Even if you knew that marrying a pro hero was accepting things like that, and even if it had been years, you always felt bad. Firstly because you felt alone but mostly because you were worried. Everything could happen and you would be useless.

Of course you knew that Shouto was one of the strongest hero of this generation and that he was careful enough not to be too badly hurt. But things could happen. You always had your phone next to you in case Shouto called you. In case an hospital called you. You feared every calls and waited for it at the same time.

Getting out of bed you tried to put on your slippers but something caught your attention. It was a piece of paper. You frowned but took it anyway.

“It’s cold outside, you should put on the red scarf you like so much.”

You smiled lightly. Even when he wasn’t here, Shouto managed to be attentioned. What a man. You put the note in your pocket and went to the kitchen. There was another paper next to coffee maker.

“I made you an iced tea, if you don’t want coffee today. It’s in the fridge.”

When did he find the time to make this ?

And another in you dressing.

“The red scarf. It looks good on you.”

And before you got out of the house, taped to the front door.

“My bad, everything looks good on you.”

You giggled a little. And then opened the door. Behind it was standing a half asleep Shouto, ready to go back to bed. He didn’t seem to be wounded or anything, just extenuated. He smiled at you and arranged your scarf a little.

“Good choice.”

“I have a good fashion adviser.” He nodded, proud of himself. “Now go to bed, I’m making soba tonight.”

His tired face lighted up.

“God, you’re the best.”

A sweet kiss later and you were ready to a full day of work.