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“I’ll just burn the infection away.”
A slap at the back of his head jolted him forward slightly, resulting in Toya’s eyes widening.
A hand reached up, Toya’s mouth turning into a frown. “What was that for?”
Karina sighed, sifting herself into his lap, first aid supplies in her hands as she glared. “For threatening to burn away the infection at your scars using your flames, idiot.”
“Oh,” he said, turquoise eyes looking right into her brown ones.
And then she leaned in, her lips locking with his, resulting in Toya melting into a kiss and the way her fingers touched his shoulder area, her fingers tickling the places with healthy skin and placing light pressure where skin grafts were, allowing him to feel.
He muttered slightly into her mouth, knowing she’d soon medicate him with antibiotics, putting him under and—
“Toya?”
His old man decided to show up in that moment, the curse of Endevour finding out his son to be alive, though he didn’t know much of anything else, including—
“What the hell, Toya!”
“Perhaps we should give them some privacy?” Fuyumi stammered out, but cracking his eye open, Toya could see his sister’s face turning red, catching him in this intimate of a pose.
Karina sighed, pulling out of the kiss, before sternly saying, “Take your meds.”
Toya grumbled, giving Todoroki Enji a glare, while the man—
“Oh, if looks could kill,” Toya thought, looking at the horrified look on his father’s face. “Didn’t expect this to be what got him eventually to…” And then he reached up. “Hold on.”
“Toya,” Karina said, mouth tightening.
He simply pulled her in, so her forehead rested against his, closing his eyes and saying. “Thank you. I’ll behave.”
“Of course you will,” Karina said, caressing his left shoulder where healthy skin was. “I’ll kick your butt if you don’t.”
And then she pulled away, going about preparing snacks for the unwanted guests while Toya remained stuck on the couch, feverish because of the infection that had started up in some of his old burn scars that needed to be flushed out. He looked at Endevour. “What?”
Fuyumi’s face remained red. “That was, uh, rather…”
“So,” Toya said. “I’m not the one barging in on someone and their girlfriend, you know.”
“You’re what?” Endevour now looked pitch.
“Which really isn’t any of your business, is it?”
“Behave,” Karina said. “Else I’ll dose you to knock you out if the antibiotics don’t manage to do that, and I’ll kick you out, sir.”
Fuyumi glanced back and forth, then. “Wait. I got left out of that!”
“We’ll have girl chat at their expense!” Karina said, grinning. “Though we may still do that.”
Toya let out a snort, glad to see the look of horror return to Endevour’s face. “Oh, this is so worth it. Seeing him squirm.” He pulled his arms behind his head. “Well, if you’re going to kick him if he pulls crap, I’ll actually go ahead and try to sleep.”
“Meds,” Karina said.
“Right.” He shifted, downing the antibiotic for the infection, before settling, pretending Endevour wasn’t there, flashing Fuyumi what he hoped was a welcoming grin, before closing his eyes, hoping to drift off to pleasant dreams. “Oh. He’s got some questions. One he dares not ask.”
And—
Soon, Toya was asleep, not hearing another peep from his old man.