#materialborn

JFC this isn’t even all of them.

    ❛ shoto, that’s my name, ❜ he answers the girl’s question while staring at her. in front of him stood a small girl (not that much younger than him) wearing a kimono for the party they are attending. the boy thought she looked pretty like that but of course did not voice it out loud. she, momo yaoyorozu approached him during the party that her parents were hosting. considering they are both related to famous heroes this meeting was bound to happen sooner or later. though if his father were to knew of this encounter he would probably be against it considering shoto didn’t really look... fit to say the least. then again the man wasn’t here but inside ‘entertaining’ the host of the party. he didn’t look pleased so that made two of them. 

maybe it could result in them going home earlier, but he’s certain that isn’t going to happen yet he cannot help but continue his wishful thinking,

if only this moment could last forever. free from harm and haunting memories that plague him when he finds himself awake. the cold never bothered him its part of his quirk after all but there was something inviting about the warmth that is being covered by a blanket and having a cat beside you. zero didn’t seem to mind it either, he just looked about as comatose as shouto is right now. ghost, on the other hand, did simply settle with resting upon his chest, occasionally opening an eye to check on the woman in the room. not that he really needed to anymore he got used to her being around.

eventually, the cat’s eyes do open again as he can feel his owner shift under him, no doubt his dream is turning into a nightmare again. its gaze wanders to the raven-haired as if it’s asking her to help him. 

a soft and gentle hand reaches out for the boy as she begins to run her fingers through his surprisingly soft hair. with a fierce shade of pink spreading across her cheeks she proceeds to whisper gentle words to support him — regardless of what he may be facing in that dream of his. it must have been embarrassing, considering she likely never did something like this before. thankfully no one else but a certain cat would be able to witness this moment. 

she begins to worry, thinking that she should just wake him up but is stopped in her tracks when she notices his breathing pattern. it’s has grown quieter than before almost resembling the peaceful look he had before his brief nightmare. momo couldn’t help but smile at the sight. 

it is the fragrance of the lavender tea that pulls him away from his focused state. his gaze wandering over to the decorated teacup that rests in front of him on the coffee table --- and yaoyorozu behind it.  “ i did, it’s on the table  ” next to the teacup rests a pile of paper. each page neatly resting on top of each other. 

RPG Examine | not accepting.

examine yaoyorozu momo

the current vice class president and your old childhood friend. the two of you promised to go on a study date for the exam on thursday. while usually eager to study this time not much is getting done.

> action: grab glass of water from the table

a hero cannot save everyone it’s a lesson shoto is well aware of but that never stopped him or his fellow heroes from trying. to save the ones that actually couldn’t be saved, to be the hero they need and the hero that shoto needed back then but never got. it was because of this that he pulled a rather risky move despite the mission already being beyond saving. he knows that he should have retreated but he once said it himself ‘ it’s a hero’s job to save people ‘ he simply couldn’t bring himself to back down on his own words. he did not want to disappoint his younger version ever again. he simply couldn’t. 

there had been a lot of casualties, people died during the battle between heroes and villains. and shoto? he survived.

he found himself at the extraction point after being released from the doctors that had to examine him. aside from some bruising, he didn’t suffer from many injuries. that, however, did not stop others from worrying because soon after he finds himself in an embrace after having failed to notice the approaching figure. 

in her embrace the boy glances at her in the corner of his eyes  “  yaoyorozu … ? ” he asks gingerly his hands still hovering over her almost as if he’s afraid that if he were to return the hug she’ll disappear. a sigh of relief along with a worried cry fall on deaf ears as shoto gently returns the hug and wraps his hands around her lower waist. ‘ warm ‘ he thinks when his chin touches her shoulder.