✩ ⟬ Todoroki Family Chapter⟭✩

                                    

                                          
'So... he doesn't trust me. Not yet at least-'

                          
As Keigo went inside the house that obviously wasn't his, Touya had turned on his heel and started to head to his house on the other side of town. Since he came from a pretty wealthy and high status family, they had a pretty big house. It was a traditional style japanese house, all the way from the futons to the gardens. When he reached there he took off his shoes and walked in. "Hey! I'm home" he yelled going into the kitchen. 
                          
"Good to see you again Touya" Fuyumi said as she was making some soba on the stove. Natsuo was at the table looking at his phone. Shoto was nowhere in sight, which was not a surprise really. "I'm making soba, want some?" she asked.
                          
The entire Todoroki household were just alphas, except the omega mother. This was a pretty rare thing, so they tended to keep a low profile on that fact. "Nah, I'm good. Where's Shoto?" he asked as soon as the half and half boy walked into the room, looking slightly annoyed. 
                          
"Fuyumi my soba better be cold" Shoto said as he plopped down at the table. Natsuo glanced up and raised an eyebrow, wondering why he was so pissed. Then he glanced at Touya to see if he would ask about it since they were closer. Touya nodded and sat down with Shoto. 
                          
"Try warming up your soba sometime. It actually tastes way better" Touya said with a shrug as he looked at his pissed off brother. In complete honesty he had no idea what to say to him. Usually Shoto was so cool and collected so it freaked him out with what he did next. 
                          
That was officially the last straw for Shoto. "Touya, you should really know when to shut the hell up. Can't you see i'm obviously not in a good mood right now and don't want to talk to you or anyone for that matter" he snapped back at him as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. 
                          
Both Natsuo and Fuyumi looked at him, completely shocked to hear their brother speak like that to them, "Well someone is really cranky today. What crawled up your ass? Bad day at school?" Touya asked with an amused smirk. He had never seen his brother this way and he thought it was pretty funny to say the least. 
                          
Shoto glared at Touya, releasing his angry pheromones in the air. Instantly Touya did the same, just to show that he wasn't intimidated by his younger sibling. "I said shut the hell up! I don't want to talk about it" he said as he got up and stormed off to his room. 
                          
"Well that was a bust" Natsuo announced, just stating the obvious as he looked at his siblings still in the kitchen. "Couldn't you have talked to him any better than that Touya? He is in his first year of high school. So it's pretty tough"
                          
"I agree with Natsuo on this. You could have spoken to him a bit nicer. You know he only listens to you." Fuyumi said as she served the bowls of soba to Natsuo and Touya. She also handed him Shoto's bowl of soba, which was exactly how the youngest sibling liked it, cold. "Here. Give him his cold soba and go talk to him nicer" 
                          
Touya looked between his sibling and groaned. "Why do I always have to do this?" he asked as he picked his and Shoto's bowl and walked to his room. He didn't bother knocking and just walked in on Shoto sitting at his desk and doing some work on his dual monitor workspace. "Whatcha doing here?" he asked looking around. 
                          
Shoto was too focused on his work to even notice that Touya had walked in. He had some light classical music going on in the background so he could concentrate, but his train of thoughts were interrupted by Touya's voice. Almost immediately, Shoto closed all his tabs and looked at him. "What do you- oh my cold soba" he said, his mood somewhat lightening when he saw the soba in his brother's hand. "Thanks," he said, taking it and going to sit on his bed.