A thread of all the ways touch-starved Todomomo could enjoy the power of touch

A thread by a touch-starved person

Todo accidentally brushed his hand against Momo’s face once, but now he knows how soft her skin is so he can’t help but brush his fingertips across her cheeks every time he pushes the hair out of her eyes

Momo was raised to keep her hands to herself, so the first time she hugs Todo, she almost cries. Now, she tries to get him to wrap his arms around her as much as possible so she can feel the warmth of his hug

Todo does this thing where he rests his hand on her hip when they’re casually standing & yes it gives her butterflies but then he smooths his hand up to fit into the curve of her waist & his thumb draws circles against the bit of skin that shows after he pushes her shirt up a bit

and now she can’t concentrate on what her classmates are saying bc he has his lips against her ear but oh he’s asking her something but she can’t make it out bc his soft breaths are kissing the tender flesh of her neck. “Momo, you want tea?” *No, I want you *

Sometimes Todo’s hair gets so messy when he wakes up, Momo has him sit down while she runs her fingers through his soft strands. Every time her nails graze his scalp, he closes his eyes in bliss, already halfway back to dreamland and this is when Momo plants a kiss on his cheek

When Momo gets too anxious, she sometimes forgets to take care of herself. So Todo gently brushes out the tangles of her hair, indulging the sweet girl with softly-hummed duets and poorly-timed all might jokes that brings the rose color back to her skin