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[yuwuta]

sometimes shoto just sits criss-cross on the carpet in your living room while you’re cooking or on the phone or doing some other mundane activity, staring at your decor and the little pieces you’ve collected and displayed that bear a part of your soul. he’s also slightly infatuated with the pro hero shoto figurines you have neatly dispersed throughout the apartment. two on the shelf underneath the tv, on top of a magazine with his face on the cover, a tiny one that probably isn’t official merch sitting on top of the lamp in the corner, a seated one perched on top of your freezer. he finds them extremely cute, like playing peekaboo with himself. he likes that you’ve made him a part of you. and sometimes you’ll catch him dusting off one of the figures and mindlessly sighing, “i wish i had some of you. i’d keep one in my pocket all the time.”