TodorokiSho: You know, she's not quite as sweet and innocent as she always seems to be. Yeah, I get mad. Yeah, she gets mad. Yeah, we get pissed at each other sometimes. You know what happens though?... We never know. And it's exciting, and fun as Hell.

TodorokiSho: Sometimes anger ends in a calm make up talk, and then sometimes? Sometimes that shit turns into a straight up hatefuck. I love both, and I love her either way. But sometimes.. You know how it is.

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"You infuriate me."

"Currently? Right back at you, sweetheart."

Apparently the mere sight of Shouto being flirted with, and being polite to the person, was maddening enough to his fiancée to start a fight.

"You could have walked away!"

"That would have been rude! They didn't mean any harm!" Shouto snapped. "They didn't know I am engaged. I wasn't wearing my ring!" He brought his left hand up to show his ringless finger- said ring was getting resized.

"YOU COULD HAVE TOLD THEM!" The brunette shouted, cheeks reddening slightly in anger. "It's not that hard to say 'hey, I'm engaged, back off'!"

"If you were so worried about it, then why didn't you come over?!"

Ochaco glared in response, before turning and heading to their bedroom, beginning to shed her outer layer of clothing. She didn't have a good answer. They'd just gotten back from a date, which is when everything went down.

Shouto rolled his eyes, irritation evident on his face as he followed her. "Ochaco."

"Go to Hell." She snapped, throwing her jacket at Shouto- which he caught.

Shouto pursed his lips, blindly tossing the jacket onto the bed. "Ochaco." He repeated, his tone now serious and toned down a bit.

His change in tone made the girl pause in her motions. She slowly continued removing her outer clothing and the rest of the articles, before slipping into a tank top and shorts. She finally turned to look at the man, arms crossed, and a scowl on her face.

They just stared at each other.

Eventually, Shouto sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a deep breath, then released it. He opened his eyes. "Baby." He started, and she bristled at the pet name, though allowed it. "I'm sorry. Alright?.. I didn't think about it. I honestly didn't realize that she was flirting, until nearing the end of the conversation."

Ochaco continued her stare, irritation still the most prominent emotion on her face, though now there was something else. After a few beats of silence, and Shouto's genuinely sorry expression, the brunette slowly walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. She sighed quietly, nestling her head beneath the other's chin.

"I'm sorry too." She murmured, and Shouto tightened his hold around her, as he placed a kiss atop her head. "I just.. I get worried when people flirt with you- Especially attractive people like that." She admitted. "You could have anyone you wanted, and it would be easy to just.. leave. I'm pretty plain."

Shouto let out a soft hum of acknowledgment. "You're right." He agreed. "I could have anyone. But.." He pulled his head back and tilted it to the side slightly to try and get a better look at his fiance. "I don't want just anyone. I want you. Perfect, beautiful, Quirky Ochaco Uraraka-soon-to-be-Todoroki."

The girl smiled softly, turning her head slightly to look at the other. "I love you."

"I love you too. Are we good?"

"I think so.. For now, anyway. I don't like fighting with you."

"Nor I you. Let's just.. Take a nap, and a breather. Then we can discuss this later."

"M'kay."

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Shouto was just coming back from work, and he happened to see his fiancée talking to a man outside of their building. That was fine, because Shouto didn't get jealous or possessive over small things like his lover having a conversation with someone of the opposite sex.

He smiled softly to himself as he saw her talking and smiling, waving her hands about to help explain something. 'She's so cute.' He thought to himself.

However, his smile slowly fell when he saw the man lean in and Ochaco still had a smile on her face, not moving away. 'She's not gonna..'

And then the man kissed her. And she looked to be enjoying it, but that could have been Shouto's mind playing tricks on her. He briskly walked over to the two of them, and Ochaco had shoved the man away before Shouto had even gotten there.

Shouto barely caught a "Get off of me!" From Ochaco, before he himself was grabbing the other man roughly shoving him away.

"What the Hell are you doing to my fiancée?" He spat, pulling Ochaco against his side. The man just stared at them, paling the slightest bit when he realized who Shouto was. He then bolted.

Shouto glared at the retreating male, before looking to the girl held against him.

"Sho," She started. "It-"

He grabbed her wrist and quickly tugged her into their building and didn't let go till they were at their apartment door. He pulled her inside the apartment, then roughly slammed her against the door.

"What the Hell was that?" Shouto asked quietly, his expression, tone, and eyes somehow all portraying 'possessive fiancé, stay away' perfectly.

Ochaco rolled her eyes, sighing. "Sho, it wasn't-"

"Don't you dare say it wasn't what it looked like!" He snapped.

Ochaco was not phased in the slightest, and she began glaring. "It wasn't!" She shoved against Shouto. "He kissed me, I didn't want any part of it!"

Shouto scoffed, backing away from her shove just a bit. "You looked to be enjoy-"

A loud slap rang through their apartment.

"I wasn't enjoying any part of that!" Ochaco shouted. "If that wasn't apparent from me pushing him away!"

Shouto's eyes flared, and he pushed her back against the door, slamming his hands down on either side of her head.

"Watch your mouth. I am going to show you exactly who the fuck you belong to." He albeit growled. "And don't you dare slap me again."

Ochaco's smirk held a silent challenge. One that Shouto took on wholeheartedly.

For the next following hours, Shouto made good on his words. However, Ochaco got a little revenge for him being so stupidly possessive.

//there was consent.\\