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Description: Your awfully protective husband, Shoto Todoroki, finds out that you’ve been planning to leave him... 

DISCLAIMER: Begging, Power Play, Cussing, Torture, Claustrophobia, Spousal Abuse, Yandere, Just...Don’t Try This At Home Okay? 

Red smears and taints the white, icy cage. Red oozes from Y/N’s battered knuckles and forearms.

Across the room, stands none other than Shoto Todoroki. He’s been silent this whole time. Watching you. Always watching you.

He had watched your pack your bags. Purchase an untraceable, drugstore phone to call someone. Someone that wasn’t him. That someone will be taken care of, after you of course.

“Shitoroki, let me out right now!” You bang against the solid walls of your prison.

Again and again and again.

To no avail, Shitoroki remained silent. You remained trapped. Fucking bullshit.

You aren’t clueless as to why you’re in this...predicament to put it simply. If you take Shoto holding you unwillingly hostage as simple that is. Todoroki probably had cameras installed around your house. He had seen you preparing for your great escape!

This time you shiver, and not because of the cold. Your husband is a fucking creep. You wanted to insult, divorce, and, to be candid, murder him. But Shitoroki has the power here, and he can kill you. Quite easily considering your quirklessness. So you decide to play with the man before you...

“Shoto, what is it that you want from me?” Shaking and trembling, you wrap your arms around yourself. Trying to warm your scantily dressed figure.

The man grins and places both hands onto your prison. Looking at you to do the same. You comply, the chilly barricade is the only thing separating you two. Aside from the fact that Shoto is fucking psychopathic.

You hesitantly smile back.

“Y/N, you understand why I have to do this.”

Shoto Todoroki and his freaking hero complex.

You look down towards your feet, to hide your repulsion at what you’re about to say.

“I do. It’s to protect me from the outside world.”

You put on a show, looking up with the gratitude face Shoto had fallen madly in love with the first time he saw it. The first time he saved you.

“Y/N, you clearly understand why you must never leave our house. And yet, you still have the audacity to plan to leave me? To leave us?” His voice cracks.

He tosses your packed bags in front of you, now chuckling. “You wouldn’t have gotten far.”

You attempt not to cry in frustration. The bags are lit aflame. Your anger skyrockets.

“Fuck you, Shoto! You call hypothermia a solution, jackass? I refuse to get down on my knees and beg. I want to go outside again! You weren’t always like this.” You sigh and throw your hands up.

“You’re not my savior! You’re not my hero! The truth is that YOU ARE A VILLAIN!” 

You mentally slap yourself across the face and begin to pace back and forth around your cage.

“What didn’t I see?”

“How could I have been so ignorant?”

“Why did I ever fall in love with you?”

An ice shard impales itself into the wall behind you, mere millimeters from your face.

You stop, nearly dead in your tracks.

Your anger had bested you. You fucked up. Royally.

“Y/N. Oh, my sweet Y/N.” Todoroki draws a little closer.

“Is this how you truly feel?”

You bite your lip and sniffle. You aren’t sure how to respond without freezing to death.

Shoto notices you bite your lip. He notices your every breath. Every blink. Every tremble. Every gulp. Everything. Why did he have to notice you?

You gaze into the man’s grey and turquoise eyes.

“Shoto Todoroki. If you love me, let me go.” You drop to your knees, holding yourself together by a bare thread. “I won’t deal with you, or this shit anymore. I won’t talk about it. Because we both know what’ll happen to me if I do.”

He blinks in response.

You plead your case further. “You have a bright future, Shoto. You’re a professional hero. The public won’t even miss a quirkless nobody like me. This isn't love that you’re feeling. Love isn’t one-sided. This is an irrational obsession that will... ruin both of us in the end.”

Like earlier, you place your hands onto the ice. Expecting Todoroki to do the same.

He doesn’t.

Instead, the young man turns around and begins to walk away.

The walls of your confinement start to close in.

“Shoto! Shoto Todoroki!” You pound on the cage walls with your frozen hands. Desperation outgrows your dignity.

“Don’t leave me here! Please, please come back! Don’t do this to me!” You beg.

He continues to walk away, leaving you to the horrible fate of being crushed to death.

The walls press, cram, and enfold all around you.

“I’ll be good! I promise. I swear it. I won’t leave without your permission again! I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry! Don’t you know how much I adore you? “

No response.

“Please, please let's stay together forever!”

The walls leisurely, albeit surely surround you.  

So this is it.

This is how your quirkless, matrimonial-centered life ends.

Is this how you die? Not even of your own volition? This shit sucks. 

“Well, I’ve died and gone to heaven.” You weakly laugh.

You see a light at the end of the tunnel.

“Until death do us part, Y/N.” A deep voice murmurs, scooping you up into their arms.

What the actual fucking fucked-up of all fucks?

You’re still alive.

Freezing, wet and quaking. And still very much alive.

Yet again, you are trapped in the embrace of Shoto Todoroki.

You realize that you’ll only ever escape him, when hell fucking freezes over.