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They’re not conventionally pretty. Too deep set. Surrounded by shadows so intense they make him look sickly no matter what. His lashes so pale, it’s as if they weren’t really there.
Yet his stare is mesmerizing. You stole one glance at those eyes - and you were hooked.
There’s a glow radiating from those bright blue irises. A gleam of an indomitable spirit.
You’ve never seen Toshi’s eyes amidst battle; you can only imagine how frightening they might be.
You got to know him in mostly peaceful circumstances, when his stare is kind. Benign.
That man is excellent at switching into this humble everyday mode. At dimming his own light.
He doesn’t want anyone to feel uncomfortable. He’s all about the needs of others.
Yet there was this one time, at the very beginning, when he saved you from some small-time criminal. How he went on that punk who tried to assault you!..
You almost felt sorry for the unlucky schmuck.
You caught but a glimpse of Toshi’s gaze among that kerfuffle; his eyes were like knives.
Your knees gave up under you. To this day you don’t really know whether it was from stress - or from arousal.
You love to lie in bed with him, curled around you like the world’s biggest prawn; his neverending limbs tangled with yours.
Strands of his flaxen hair hanging in your face.
You just let him hold you and submerge yourself in those eyes, which are so very blue and soft. Two small pools of tenderness.
Only from time to time you remember how hard they were while All Might punched that man into the ground.