sol at luna todoroki | shouto x reader
synopsis
Todoroki Shouto has always believed he is meant to stand alone—cold, distant, and untouched by warmth. You, on the other hand, are everything he is not: gentle, steady, and quietly radiant. As he begins to pull away, convinced that loving him will only hurt you, the space between sun and moon grows painful. But even the longest night cannot exist without light.
Todoroki Shouto has always thought of himself as the moon.
Not because he’s admired, or mysterious, or beautiful in the way people like to romanticize—but because he is distant. Quiet. Cold in a way that feels permanent. The moon does not choose solitude; it simply exists apart.
He learned early on that warmth comes with conditions.
That love demands something in return.
So he keeps himself contained. Balanced. Careful.
Then there’s you.
You don’t blaze like the sun. You don’t demand attention or light up rooms just by entering them. Your warmth is softer than that—steady, patient, lingering. The kind that stays even when things grow quiet.
Todoroki doesn’t understand how someone like you keeps choosing to stand beside him.
He notices the way you slow your steps to match his, how you wait after training without saying why. He notices how you never force conversation, never fill silence just to ease your own discomfort. You sit with him like the quiet is something to be respected.
That makes it dangerous.
Because the more he notices, the more it hurts.
Little by little, he starts pulling away.
He answers slower. Keeps his distance. Leaves earlier than usual. You notice—of course you do—but you don’t chase him. You assume he needs space. You give it to him, even though it aches.
What you don’t see is the way Todoroki stares at his phone after walking away. Or how his chest tightens every time he almost turns back.
One night, the sky is heavy with clouds. The campus is quiet, snow barely clinging to the ground. You find him sitting alone outside, staring into the dark like he’s waiting for something to appear.
“You’ve been avoiding me,” you say softly.
He doesn’t look at you. Doesn’t deny it.
“I didn’t think you’d come,” he admits.
You sit beside him anyway. Close—but not touching.
“Why?” you ask.
He exhales slowly, like the answer has been weighing on him for days. “Because I don’t know how to stay without hurting you.”
That finally makes him turn toward you.
“You’re warm,” he continues, voice low. “You care easily. You give without hesitation. And people like me…” He swallows. “We go cold. We disappear. Eventually.”
The words sink deep, not because they’re cruel—but because they’re honest.
“You don’t disappear,” you say.
“I do,” he insists. “You just haven’t seen it yet.”
You reach for his hand. He tenses, instinctive, then stills when you don’t pull away.
“Shouto,” you whisper, “the moon doesn’t steal the sun’s warmth. They don’t cancel each other out. They just exist differently.”
He watches your joined hands like he doesn’t trust them to be real.
“I don’t want to be the reason you dim,” he says.
You shake your head gently. “You don’t dim me. You ground me.”
Silence stretches between you. The clouds shift slowly, and moonlight spills through—pale, steady, enough.
“I don’t know how to love without fear,” Todoroki admits. “Every time I get close, I think of what it cost before.”
You squeeze his hand. Firm. Reassuring.
“Then don’t love alone,” you say. “Let me stay while you learn.”
Something inside him gives.
He leans into you just slightly—testing, tentative—like someone who’s been cold for so long they’re afraid warmth will burn.
But it doesn’t.
You stay there together, sun and moon beneath a quiet sky. Not fixing each other. Not changing each other.
Just existing—
and for once, not alone.
A/N: Finals are finally done and I can finally breathe ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ I’m able to post again now! LEETSS GOOO!!!
