NOTE: This was done for a secret santa exchange over on tumblr, just a short fluffy one-shot that I hope not only the person but you all enjoy as well ^-^

"Guys!" Knock-knock-knock. "Guys, wake up!"

Todoroki cracked his eyes open with an irritated grunt. End of term exams hanging over their heads or not, Sunday mornings were sacred from the very moment Midoriya had taught him that sleeping in was divine. Pulling the covers over his head, Todoroki turned on his side and curled up, ready to go back to dreams of green hair and green eyes and the smell of sunshine in his nose. But alas, whoever was making a ruckus in the halls didn't seem to be one to give up. For a moment, he considered sneaking his hand from under the sheet and touch the floor to freeze it all the way to the door as a warning, but that would just take too much effort…

Maybe if he just waited a few more minutes they would go away… Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock. BANG!

"Todoroki! Get up!" With a sigh, the sleepy teen begrudgingly threw the covers off of himself and sat up on his futon, glaring at the door as if who was behind it would spontaneously combust from his stare alone.

He pulled himself up and dragged his feet over to the door, unlocking it and pulling it open, impassive expression coupled with half-lidded eyes heavy with sleep that could rival Aizawa himself. Kirishima's own beaming grin was bright enough to cancel out the intense gloom that surrounded his aura and Todoroki grimaced for a second. "What." It didn't even come out as a question, just a cold demand for the reason he'd been pulled from the comfort of his warm bed and Kirishima simply laughed. Was it terrible that he wanted to slam the door on his face? Probably.

"It snowed last night!"

Todoroki blinked at him once, then another time, face as neutral as ever. Did he really just wake him up to tell him that? He could make it snow in his own room if he wanted. This was pointless. He was about to slam the door in Kirishima's face, like he so desperately wanted to do, when the elevator dinged with the announcement of a new arrival. Curiously, he peeked from behind the door frame and saw a flash of green running towards them.

Midoriya crashed right into Kirishima in a half hug with a gleeful little noise at his lips, which made the red-head start laughing a little harder than before. He seemed to be geared up with a green winter jacket and thick grey gloves to match, as well as the widest, most satisfied smile in Japan, possibly the world. "Todoroki-kun! It snowed last night!" His voice was so excited, a fact that was only made more obvious by the way he was literally vibrating, shaking Kirishima's shoulders with barely contained elation and Todoroki couldn't possibly ruin that, now could he?

"That's great, Midoriya." He still wasn't sure why this was something he needed to know, but if Midoriya wanted to tell him then he would be more than willing to listen. Never mind that Kirishima had done the exact same thing to a much less enthusiastic reaction. Not that he sounded enthused now either, but really, at least he answered, and with Todoroki on a Sunday morning, that was something that not everyone was lucky enough to get. Midoriya wasn't like everyone else though, or they wouldn't be together to begin with.

"So, what are you waiting for?" Midoriya poked his arm playfully and he couldn't help but follow the finger with his eyes.

"Huh?" His brain eloquently provided when it processed the question.

"Get dressed! We have snow to play with!" The words 'do I have to' flashed to the forefront of his mind but were quickly crushed by Midoriya's eyes shining with that hopeful glint he was so used to seeing whenever he requested anything of him. This included the time he asked to go out with him the first time, and, really, Todoroki was hopelessly lost in those eyes already so what was the use in fighting it?

"Okay."

"Yeesh, dude that hurts, you know? You were about to close the door on me, don't think I didn't see that! So not manly." Kirishima tutted at him and he simply aimed the most deadpan look he could muster right back at him. The other just laughed again. Why was it that his glares had no effect on him? The guy was way too easy going. "Anyway, don't take too long or we'll be having fun without you two!"

Both he and Midoriya watched as the other made his way to the elevator before the shorter turned back and grinned at him again. Todoroki could feel his heart melting in his chest as he stepped back and motioned for him to come inside while he quickly changed. Midoriya sat on the desk he had convinced Todoroki to get, socked feet dangling back and forth as he bounced excitedly. Shaking his head slightly, Todoroki tried to stop the corners of his lips from twitching upwards as he stretched the tension off his shoulders. He pulled on a simple knit sweater and a blue jacket over dark grey trousers and just as he was about to move for the door, Midoriya hopped to the floor and pulled something from one of his pockets.

Todoroki jerked backwards in surprise when he suddenly got closer, but the scarf Midoriya had wrapped around his neck stopped him from going very far. He felt the blood crawling to his cheeks at the way the other smiled softly up at him.

"I don't need that." Todoroki breathed, the left side of his body already heating up against his will.

"I know, but you look cute." In order to stop whatever noises suddenly built up in his throat, Todoroki resolved to clearing it, running his right hand through his hair. When Midoriya pulled ear muffs over his head, he couldn't help the little chuckle.

"Now that's just excessive."

"Cute, I tell you. Adorable." Midoriya grinned at him mischievously and Todoroki flicked his nose in equal manner, making him rub at it with a giggle.

They made their way down to the common room side by side, Midoriya purposefully bumping into him every few strides. He was an affectionate person by nature, very much into hugging and holding hands but he knew that Todoroki wasn't used to addressing those things so casually yet, so he resorted to small touches, to show him that he was there and waiting for him. Todoroki was grateful, every so often returning the little bumps in his own way of saying I'm getting there.

After being done with his morning routine, a quick and easy toast and tea for breakfast, Todoroki followed Midoriya outside, where some of their classmates were already frolicking in the still falling snow. Kirishima was knelt down with an ever-growing pile of snowballs by his side and Midoriya was already bustling with energy, starting a pile of his own. Todoroki instead stared upward at the overcast sky, the little flakes of white falling slowly and scarcely, promptly melting when they hit the left side of his face and rolling down his cheek like heaven sent tears.

Reaching up with his right hand, Todoroki caught a few specks of snow, cooling his palm so that they would remain in their uniquely crystalized state for just a little while longer. His mind drifted to easier times, memories of grey eyes and snow-white hair, snow flakes falling over his head in his living room when no one else was watching. "It'll be our little secret, right Shouto? Look, aren't they pretty?"

They were, each one more beautiful than the last, none quite the same but all so similar, every single one feeble and disappearing with his touch. But not with hers. She was careful and she was caring, she was cold on the outside despite the overwhelming warmth she held within and the tiny snowflakes grew in her hands instead of shrinking to mere droplets of water. She nourished them like she had done to him.

A light touch on his shoulder brought him back from the past and he was met with emerald green eyes and a tiny smile. "You look nostalgic." Todoroki simply hummed in response, closing his fist around the bits of snow that had gathered in his palm. "How is she doing, by the way?" Leave it to Midoriya to know exactly what was on his mind.

"Better. Yesterday she said she wanted to meet you." He forced his lips to tilt slightly, reassuringly.

In turn, Midoriya beamed at him, spreading a comfortable warmth all through his chest along with an impossibly pleasant flutter of butterflies. "I'd like that." The sweet moment that was hanging between them was suddenly broken by a snowball hitting the side of Midoriya's face, an undignified yelp sounding from the short teen as he complained that he wasn't ready.

"Tough fucking luck, Deku. In war you have to be ready for anything, fucking nerd." A large block of ice formed in Todoroki's hand and he was about ready to fling it straight at Bakugou's head when Midoriya grabbed his arm with an uneasy laugh.

"Todoroki-kun! That's not necessary… Kacchan's just being Kacchan."

"Well, I think Kacchan could use a taste of his own medicine." He grumbled in annoyance, the childhood nickname dripping venomously from his lips. Still, he moved the ice to his left hand to thaw it nonetheless. Midoriya's face twisted all of a sudden, his eyes glinting impishly and Todoroki had to swallow around the lump that formed in his throat at the sight.

"I never said he wouldn't get it." Before he could even blink, Midoriya twisted on his heels and grabbed two snowballs by his feet, throwing them in the general direction of Bakugou as a war cry of "Snowball fight!" rung in his ears.

All hell broke loose then, a flurry of projectiles coming from all directions. Things happened a little too quickly for him to actually follow, simply creating a protective barrier of ice between himself and the flying snow and trying to see where Midoriya had run off to. There was laughter and shouting all around him, some of his classmates teaming up and others, such as Bakugou, deciding to take on everyone at once. Todoroki may or may not have thrown a few snowballs at the back of his head when he was distracted by Uraraka, Midoriya and Kirishima ganging up on him from all other sides. When the other turned to his direction with fire in his eyes, the three had pummelled him with snow, thus distracting him from Todoroki altogether. In the end, Bakugou stormed off, shouting something about an 'unfair advantage'.

The fight died down fast after that, Todoroki finally approaching now that things had calmed down and he wouldn't get involuntarily involved. As it seemed, Uraraka had drawn Midoriya into a false sense of camaraderie and security, dropping a few handfuls of snow into his shirt when he'd turned to call Todoroki over. He shrieked at the freezing feeling that spread down his back, a sound that was drowned by Uraraka and Kirishima bending over in knee-slapping cackles as he tried to shake the snow out from under his clothes.

He immediately started shaking violently despite the little laughs indicating that he held no grudge at the harmless prank. But Midoriya was small and skinny, despite the muscle he'd built up over the years, he didn't have much in the way of fat to keep him warm apart from maybe his face. Todoroki took off the blue scarf Midoriya had given him that morning and wrapped it around his neck, making sure that it was warmed beforehand by his left side. Pulling it up to cover his reddening nose, only his eyes and head of wild green hair were visible. Todoroki shook the little flecks of snow that had gathered on the top of his curls and he giggled through his shivering.

As the others started walking back towards the dorms, shaking off the snowballs that had burst upon impact on their clothes, Todoroki shifted slightly in his spot, biting the inside of his cheek as he mulled over the words that he wanted to say. He took a deep, calming breath, before tentatively reaching for one of Midoriya's hands, that were still holding the scarf tight to his face. Jade eyes lit up with unadulterated glee and he let his hands fall, the right one interlacing with Todoroki's left as his radiant smile peeked from behind the blue fabric.

They started trudging through the snow and Todoroki finally gathered up the courage to speak up. "You can… hold onto my arm… If you want. It's warm…"

Midoriya didn't have to be told twice but before actually doing anything, he looked up into mismatched eyes with a glowing expression. "Are you sure, Todoroki-kun?" He nodded stiffly but vehemently, and Midoriya wrapped both his arms around his left one, rubbing his cheek into his shoulder and humming happily at the steadily rising temperature. "Thank you…" The contented sigh in Midoriya's voice was enough to start melting the tension from Todoroki's shoulders and he found himself smiling softly.

"It's nothing…" For you, I'd give the world and more.