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Todoroki picked his head up from the floor. How could he not see this happening again?
It was a simple mistake honestly but he should have seen it coming.
He had just finished cleaning the entire house, which was quite difficult as the house was massive. Courtesy to his husband being the #1 Hero in Japan.
He had made a simple mistake but a brutal one at that: He forgot to hang Midoriya's Hero Suits back up in his closet after he washed and dried them.
The split haired man had made an internal reminder to do it after he cleaned the second bathroom, but he got sidetracked when he saw the TV was dusty.
He knew that his husband wouldn't be pleased that his suits weren't hung up as usual but- damn him, he forgot again.
Izuku was happy to come home to a nice well-cleaned home. Hell he even rewarded him with a peck on his lips!
Todoroki had spent a few hours on it, making sure to get everything just right. He was proud of himself for working so hard on his day off.
But that feeling wouldn't last long as they ventured to their room, well cleaned and organized to their liking.
Izuku had opened the closet door and looked around.
"Hun, where's my Hero Suits?" Midoriya questioned dangerously.
Todoroki felt a small panic rise in his chest. He scanned his memory of all the possible places-
The laundry room... He had forgotten to take them out of the laundry room and hang them up.
His heart flew up into his throat as he tried to make words form.
"I- I forgot them in the laundry room.. I can go get them now-" He started up, trying to make an apology.
His husband looked down at him with anger in his eyes.
"Do you know how hard I work everyday?! Everyday I leave this house and spend hours doing crucial and life-threatening jobs to keep this country safe."
His voiced raised louderand Shoto had to stop himself from visibly wincing.
"I am the main provider for this household and I am the #1 hero! Unlike you, only at #5... Pathetic.." Disgust coated his eyes.
"You cant even do the one thing I ask you to do each day! Each day I want my suits nice and hung up but NO!"
He raised his scarred hand and struck Todoroki across the face, on the scar side, that sent him down to the floor.
"Make your own dinner tonight. I'm going out, and I want my damn suits up when I'm back." His voice, cold as ice had snapped.
And here Shoto was now on the floor, picking himself up. He was so stupid, he should have remember to get his husband's suits.
He was so stupid..
Shoto picked himself up and walked to the bathroom.
The front door slammed shut and he knew he was alone now.
Flicking the lights on he inspected his face from where he was hit.
A decent sized bruise was now forming. He would just blame it on a villain right? That's what Midoriya said to do last time..
He remembered a similar time he was hit like this.
Almost 25 years ago, when he was just a child and his father didn't like his fighting technique so he hit him across the face.
His father, Endeavor- Enji, had also told him to blame it on a villain.
He cut almost all contact with his Father, since he was abusive.
His eyes went wide- Izuku is also abusive.
He sure wasn't the man that he met when he entered high school. But he loved him with his whole heart.
Todoroki wanted to hit himself now.
How could he let his husband abuse him for all these years...?
He promised himself he would never become a victim to abuse again but here he is, after all these years he's back to where he started.
Shoto took a deep breath. Better to not let his mind wander. He could think more about this in the morning..
He dragged himself to bed, dinner a thought long disregarded.
He covered himself in his favorite blanket and closed his eyes.. better to think about this in the morning..