Ethereal ◆ Shoto Todoroki x Reader

36 | Leap

He leads you to your room, leaving and closing the door. Little does he know, that was the worst choice to make.

You open the large window, looking out at the trees you could easily climb to. You remember the window in Shoto's room. 

You change out of your heavy gown, slipping on a light dinner dress, and ready yourself at the edge of the open window. 

You take a deep breath, then leap to the strongest looking branch. You wrap your body around it, hanging on for dear life. You stand up, the wood scratching your bare feet. 

You eye the tree next to Shoto's window. It's not too far away; you don't doubt you can make it.

The cold wind pricks your skin, goosebumps rising from the thrill and the freezing air. Just one more leap, and you can see Shoto.

And make sure he's okay.

You brace yourself, then jump to the next branch. 

Shoto's window is close enough so can step on the edge below it, and you're surprised to see it's already open. 

You step in, the sight of Shoto in his bed all bandaged making your eyes tear up. 

"Shoto," you whisper, standing at the foot of his bed. 

His eyes are closed, and you think he's asleep. You're about to leave when he opens his eyes and smiles.

"Oh, god, Shoto," you whisper, a sob creeping into your voice. You sit on the edge of his bed, gently taking his hand in yours. It's not as warm as it usually is.

"Hello, my love," he says, looking at you solemnly, "have you gotten another headache? Do you need a hug?"

"No, no," you reply softly, "I just wanted to see you."

He's so pale; it looks like he's draining his energy by just talking to you. Maybe you should leave.

As you stand, you get an idea. 

Your quirk wasn't useful during the fight, but. . .

. . .could it help him?

"Shoto," you say, hope in your heart and a plan in your head, "I'll be back, okay? You'll be fine, I promise."

You get up, determined. You leave through the door to his room, closing it behind you. The doctor stares at you, baffled.

"H-how did you. . .?" He stutters, "And what are you wearing. . . ?"

You blush, ignoring him and heading straight for Takahashi. 

The palace floor is cold on your bare feet, and you get strange glances from the palace staff, but you continue on.

"Takahashi!" You call him over.

He looks you up and down, suppressing a laugh. "Princess?"

"I need you to come with me."

"Pfft, okay."

You grab his hand and drag him back to the doctor. "Your Highness. . .?" He asks.

"Do you know anything about quirks?" You ask the man.

"Well," he says, "I have a degree in--"

"Great," you say, "do you think there's anyway I  could heal Shoto?"

"What?"

Everyone looks at you. They must think you're crazy; your appearance and what you're saying? 

"My quirk, Charge," You explain, "I can take energy, mass amounts, so what if I can give--"

"Your Highness!" The doctor interrupts, "That would be incredibly dangerous."

"For me or Shoto?" You ask.

"Yourself, naturally. If it failed? I can't think of. . ."

Everyone's speechless. "Please," you beg, "I think I can help."

"Take no offense, your Highness, but how do you know it would work?" The doctor asks.

You blush. "Well, wh-when we, uhm, kiss. . .it's like his quirk reacts to mine. He's more. . ."

You stop, realizing how ludicrous it must sound. 

"Wait," Takahashi says, "doesn't your quirk work better through lip contact or something?"

"Y-yes."

"I think it's worth a shot," Takahashi defends you. "Let her try."

"But if it fails," the doctor says, pushing up his glasses, "His Highness could die."

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