They say old habits die hard, and although how much Shoto wanted to deny it, seems like that poem is the correct phrase for him.

Shoto had a problem with spoiling you, he's the Number 3, earns millions and tons of credit cards, not to mention that his father used to be the Number 1 Hero of Japan. He sees no point in having that much money and not using it to spoil you, to treasure you.

Whenever Shoto went overseas, he couldn't help but spend his free time wandering around the city, the mall and whenever he saw some items that fit your style, just like an old habit, he bought them.

You are the kind of person who would scroll through Zara or some online fashion stores, put those items that catch your eye in the cart and then forget it for eternity

BUT, only you forget them, Shoto remembers every little thing, he saw how you worry about the price or are insecure that you won't fit those clothes, nah ah he would buy them for you, he just wants his baby to treat herself a little ( Shoto wants to see you in those )

And now, Shoto found himself at a famous fashion shop far away in romantic London, paying for silk and summer dresses that he knew would fit you perfectly

But, old habits die hard, and old passions hardly die

He knew damn well that even if he bought all these satin and bodycon dresses, if the fact is he bought too much there wouldn't be enough space for more, you won't, and will never be here with him to try them on, to do a spin and show off to him

'Cause since forever, your warmth is not within him anymore, your kiss doesn't linger on his dry lips anymore

And Shoto knew that he had to stop holding on to the silhouette of you since you aren't his no more.

"old habits die hard huh?" - Shoto sighed.