After shoto went shopping he felt like something was missing. He got home with bags in his hand. He set them down and sat on a couch. He pulled up his phone and texted the class's gc
*entering messages*
Icyhot🧊
I need helpAcidbitch💦
🖕LighninmcQUEEN💅
🖕Createahoe
🖕Iainthere
🖕🐸
🖕RockSTAR⭐️
🖕Icyhot🧊
?Acidbitch💦
YOU MADE Y/n CRY SO FUCK ULighninmcQUEEN💅
🖕Createahoe
🖕Iainthere
🖕🐸
🖕RockSTAR⭐️
🖕Icyhot🧊
I understand and i want to right that
wrong, for whatever it takes
I dont like seeing y/n cry
I need your guys helpLighninmcQUEEN💅
How do we know know ur not
lyinIcyhot🧊
I stole my dads card to buy him clothesAcidbitch💦
Fine lets meet at school and we can
go to momo's house. BRING THE SHIT
U BOUGHT THOLighninmcQUEEN💅
Can me and shinny come too?Createahoe
Sure denkiIainthere
Wait why are they in our gc?🐸
I was wondering that too?RockSTAR⭐️
Because theyre gay, all the gays
And woman can join this gc🐸
Isnt that bad?Acidbitch💦
LETS FOCUS ON THE TASK AT HAND
U KNOW WHAT TO DO*exiting messages*
Shoto left what he thought the class gc to be and got dressed. He put your gifts in a big bag and went to school.
When he got to school, he avoided you purposely. He wanted this to be a surprise so he tried his best not to tell you. He sat down in his chair laying his bag down. He tried his best to LOOK like he was paying attention but on the inside, he was giddy.He caught you looking at him a handful of times which made him feel better. It lets him know you arent over him just yet, and he feels the same for you.
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Aizawa: alright, thats all, get outThe class ends and everyone gets up. Shoto gets up and follows the girls (and kaminari) out the door. On the way out, shoto spots you talking to kirishima.
Shoto thoughts: why is he with him? He's mine
Shoto starts to walk to you but hes stopped by kaminari.
Kaminari: not yet ice cube
Kaminari pulls shoto aside and walks down the hall. Shoto reluctantly follows him.
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Kaminari: WOOOAAAAH, ITS SO BIGMina: It NEVER GETS OLD
All of the group arrives at momo's house. The big gates block them from this massive mansion. The hedges are trimmed perfectly, the streets are busy.
Momo: alright lets go in
Momo uses a key to open the door. The big pearly gates open and they walk in. The group walks through the door to see butlers demanding sweaters. Shoto hands in his sweater and follows mina to her bedroom.
Everything in her room is big and expensive. Rings and pearls lay on her dresser. She invites the on her bed. The group lays down and they all look at shoto.
Tsu: what happened.?
Shoto explains the situation and how things came to be. He doesnt sugar coat it, instead he says it straight up. Shoto can see the roller coaster of emotions in their faces. Hes scared of the outcome.
Kaminari: well at least you cant make the same mistake twice
Mina: I SWEAR TO FUCK DENKI
Kaminari: IM NOT WRONG
Momo: ENOUGH!
Tsu: so im guessing you want to suprise him? *kero*
Shoto: i bought presents, would you like to see?
Tsu: that would be useful *kero*
Shoto grabs his bag and pulls out clothes. The clothes were crop tops, skirts, big sweaters, a choker, and a nice pair of shoes.
Mina: i-i thought you ment clothing to wear
Shoto: i thought he would look good in these
Mina: YOU PERV
Shoto: oh, im sorry
Kaminari: we didnt say get RID of them, he just cant wear that in public
Shoto: i see
Hakagure: lets go to the mall and get ACTUAL clothes
Everyone: ok
The group all exit the house and walk to the mall. The walk to the mall is quiet, no one knows how to start the conversation.
They arrive at the mall around 8 and go for a shopping spree. With momo's and shoto's money combined, money was not a issue. They All grabbed clothes, food, gadgets for you and themselves. Once tired, they all walk back to momo's house and sleep over. All of them were tired and passed out immediately. Except for shoto.
Shoto: *quietly* a few more days
Shoto:*quietly* a few more days till your mine
YOU ARE READING
Shoto Todoroki x male reader
FanfictionThis will be a more slow moving love story between you and Todoroki *i am still improving my skills in this kind of writing*