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"Bakugou, I'm hungry."
"I know, that's why we are going to the kitchen."
"Bakugou, I'm really hungryyyy."
"It is not my fucking fault that you didn't eat dinner well, Halfie," Bakugou grunted, hauling the long yet lightweight
"Bakugou, I'm hungry."
"I know, that's why we are going to the kitchen."
"Bakugou, I'm really hungryyyy."
"It is not my fucking fault that you didn't eat dinner well, Halfie," Bakugou grunted, hauling the long yet lightweight
set of limbs he was carrying on his back.
With the inconvenience of his room where they were hanging out at being at the fourth floor, he decided to bring the two of them to the elevator to descend.
With the time being 11:30PM, he doubted that anyone would still use the
With the inconvenience of his room where they were hanging out at being at the fourth floor, he decided to bring the two of them to the elevator to descend.
With the time being 11:30PM, he doubted that anyone would still use the
elevator. The chances to be caught in whatever affectionate display they had been involved in for months were probably higher if they take the stairs.
Bakugou cursed himself for allowing this to happen and for worrying about this, because they were not even dating…
Bakugou cursed himself for allowing this to happen and for worrying about this, because they were not even dating…
If daily walks back to the Heights Alliance weekly hanging outs in the mall and the market, dinner, and nerding out at the city library over mangas did not equate to dating.
'Fuck, Katsuki, shut the fuck up. Stop being delusional.'
The blonde took a sharp inhale when the
'Fuck, Katsuki, shut the fuck up. Stop being delusional.'
The blonde took a sharp inhale when the
shameless human koala rubbed their heads together as they boarded the elevator.
He could only wonder how clingier the already clingy Todoroki would be to someone he would date.
He could only wonder how clingier the already clingy Todoroki would be to someone he would date.
Bakugou was indeed thankful that his crush's—beloved or whatever sappy shit he could call this half and half bastard who he had been waiting for since first year—ex did not study at U.A. because he could only imagine how disgustingly clingy they would be to each other, especially
with that damn Baldy's physically affectionate nature.
'Hah, I win.'
'Fuck, no,' Bakugou thought, trying to brush away all of the unnecessary thoughts. He could not still say that he won, because what if this damn Halfie would never say 'yes' to him?
No time to think of that.
'Hah, I win.'
'Fuck, no,' Bakugou thought, trying to brush away all of the unnecessary thoughts. He could not still say that he won, because what if this damn Halfie would never say 'yes' to him?
No time to think of that.
He gotta whip Halfie a meal.
They got to the first floor without any soul catching them. Bakugou warily trod the way to the kitchen, looking left and right if any classmate would catch them. Thankfully for his weak heart and the boner threatening to pop in his sweatpants the
They got to the first floor without any soul catching them. Bakugou warily trod the way to the kitchen, looking left and right if any classmate would catch them. Thankfully for his weak heart and the boner threatening to pop in his sweatpants the
entire time, Todoroki finally got off him.
The younger, knowing the drill after one year of eating midnight snacks together, asked, "what do you need, Katsuki?"
Bakugou thought for a while, mind reeling back to quick recipes and then he knew. "Catsup, oyster sauce, spaghetti,
The younger, knowing the drill after one year of eating midnight snacks together, asked, "what do you need, Katsuki?"
Bakugou thought for a while, mind reeling back to quick recipes and then he knew. "Catsup, oyster sauce, spaghetti,
ham, and garlic."
Todoroki wordlessly nodded and went on his task of gathering the ingredients. He knew what nook to look at thanks to all the dinners he 'helped' at, his eager observance whenever Yaoyorozu or Iida arranged the groceries and, of course, Bakugou's 'harsh
Todoroki wordlessly nodded and went on his task of gathering the ingredients. He knew what nook to look at thanks to all the dinners he 'helped' at, his eager observance whenever Yaoyorozu or Iida arranged the groceries and, of course, Bakugou's 'harsh
training' in in which he told Todoroki to do everything else "while I will just cook. I can't take the fucking risk of you nearly burning the kitchen again so just pay your meal through this."
"We are out of ham," Todoroki informed from his spot before the ref.
"We are out of ham," Todoroki informed from his spot before the ref.
Bakugou who was rinsing the pan and spatula to be used answered. "Get the sausage."
Everything was set, and all that was left to do was for Bakugou to prepare everything whilst heating the oil and pan yet of course, Todoroki insisted like a child again.
"I'll chop the sausage."
Everything was set, and all that was left to do was for Bakugou to prepare everything whilst heating the oil and pan yet of course, Todoroki insisted like a child again.
"I'll chop the sausage."
"No, Last time you chopped one, it looked like a three year old chopped it."
"Three year olds can chop sausages?"
"Fucking…" Bakugou slammed the knife down and leaned against the counter. "Fine. Just do it. Do the garlic too."
"Three year olds can chop sausages?"
"Fucking…" Bakugou slammed the knife down and leaned against the counter. "Fine. Just do it. Do the garlic too."
Stars twinkled in those heterochromatic orbs that Katsuki loved getting lost into.
As expected, the other made haphazard chops with all those unsafe knife handling and clumsy movements. Bakugou went to the rescue, going behind the younger and placing his hand on top of his.
As expected, the other made haphazard chops with all those unsafe knife handling and clumsy movements. Bakugou went to the rescue, going behind the younger and placing his hand on top of his.
"Fucking like this," he scoffed. He held Todoroki's hand, adjusting the knife whilst the blonde's other hand rested on the sausage.
"I demo-ed you so many times. Why won't it get drilled in your fucking head?" He hissed without any bite in his words. He went on chopping, only to
"I demo-ed you so many times. Why won't it get drilled in your fucking head?" He hissed without any bite in his words. He went on chopping, only to
realize how awkward, domestic and unnecessarily intimate their position was.
Todoroki, usually oblivious Todoroki was glowing in a beet red color.
"F-Faster. I'm getting hungry, too." Bakugou said, parting from the younger and waiting for him to finish.
Todoroki, usually oblivious Todoroki was glowing in a beet red color.
"F-Faster. I'm getting hungry, too." Bakugou said, parting from the younger and waiting for him to finish.
Bakugou was sauteing the garlic and sausage when he heard familiar shutter sounds.
"I would have been fucking filthy rich if I get a yen everytime you stole a picture of me," Bakugou mumbled without looking up from the pan.
"I would have been fucking filthy rich if I get a yen everytime you stole a picture of me," Bakugou mumbled without looking up from the pan.
He had never asked why Shouto was crazy taking pictures of the most mundane moments they share, because the other seemed peppy every time he did so.
That's what's important.
"Ah."
"...where are you going?"
"Getting my wallet."
That's what's important.
"Ah."
"...where are you going?"
"Getting my wallet."
Bakugou spared him a look before putting a cup of water in the pan. "Just sit the fuck down and eat your bread,"
"It is not my bread. It is everyone's bread."
Bakugou knew. Todoroki was teasing him on purpose.
"Just shut up and wait for me to finish here."
"It is not my bread. It is everyone's bread."
Bakugou knew. Todoroki was teasing him on purpose.
"Just shut up and wait for me to finish here."
The little shit dared to elicit a chuckle.
If it were any other person, their head might have been gone in seconds.
'...fucking Half and Half Bastard knows how to use his privileges,' Bakugou thought as he tossed in the uncooked spaghetti.
If it were any other person, their head might have been gone in seconds.
'...fucking Half and Half Bastard knows how to use his privileges,' Bakugou thought as he tossed in the uncooked spaghetti.
After several minutes, they were finally eating the delish Napolitan Spaghetti. As usual, they conversed amidst the slurps and bites.
In the middle of their peaceful snack, Todoroki's phone lit up and its owner wore a frown.
"What," Bakugou asked amidst chewing.
In the middle of their peaceful snack, Todoroki's phone lit up and its owner wore a frown.
"What," Bakugou asked amidst chewing.
The other's expression turned more sour. "You know what. You know who. He texted again."
"At 12 in the morning? Hah." Bakugou shook his head in disapproval. "Such a shitty asshole, really."
"We use to text up to these late hours," Todoroki uttered, taking another forkful of
"At 12 in the morning? Hah." Bakugou shook his head in disapproval. "Such a shitty asshole, really."
"We use to text up to these late hours," Todoroki uttered, taking another forkful of
pasta.
"Explains why you looked like a fucking panda your entire dating stage."
"Oh," Todoroki blinked. He locked his phone again.
Even after months of being Todoroki's confidant, the blonde still did not know of the perfect cues or timing with words, so he just said what ran
"Explains why you looked like a fucking panda your entire dating stage."
"Oh," Todoroki blinked. He locked his phone again.
Even after months of being Todoroki's confidant, the blonde still did not know of the perfect cues or timing with words, so he just said what ran
in his mind. "Oi, about what I asked earlier in the room. You… are you really okay?"
Surprisingly, maybe because of their earlier conversation in the room, Todoroki answered with resolve, "I already told you, I'm okay, Katsuki. Really, really okay… at least today. I just…
Surprisingly, maybe because of their earlier conversation in the room, Todoroki answered with resolve, "I already told you, I'm okay, Katsuki. Really, really okay… at least today. I just…
don't want to be bothered about it anymore. It's high time I stop letting the memory of him control me this much."
Bakugou did not push the topic anymore, because he was certain that Todoroki was serious about it.
Serious about moving on.
Bakugou did not push the topic anymore, because he was certain that Todoroki was serious about it.
Serious about moving on.
After some small talk about cats that Bakugou would never have with anyone else, they were finally done eating. Todoroki gathered the plates and placed them in the sink with the pan and spatula.
"Katsuki?" He called once he opened the sink.
"Katsuki?" He called once he opened the sink.
"What?" Answered Bakugou who was watching him at the side.
"Thank you." It was uttered a little louder than a whisper yet they echoed loud and clear in the quiet night.
"Simple thanks won't buy you a meal. Just wash the fucking dishes."
"Thank you." It was uttered a little louder than a whisper yet they echoed loud and clear in the quiet night.
"Simple thanks won't buy you a meal. Just wash the fucking dishes."
"No, I…" Todoroki picked the sponge up and put soap on it. "You know what."
Bakugou knew. He knew Todoroki Shouto for years for him to know what the words entailed.
'Thank you for being there for me.'
'Thank you for patiently waiting for me.'
'Thank you for loving me.'
Bakugou knew. He knew Todoroki Shouto for years for him to know what the words entailed.
'Thank you for being there for me.'
'Thank you for patiently waiting for me.'
'Thank you for loving me.'
"Don't mention it." Bakugou replied. He fought the warmth creeping up his neck and face. He darted his gaze to the side and rubbed his nape as he admitted. "When I… when I decided to choose you, I did it out of my own will."
'I loved you on my own will.'
'I loved you on my own will.'
He went close to Todoroki, startling him by pulling him close by the head. The other froze, standing rigidly as the elder simply held his head and leaned close...
...only to blow on his hair.
"Kat... suki," Todoroki blinked, so confused,
...only to blow on his hair.
"Kat... suki," Todoroki blinked, so confused,
and how Bakugou wanted to kiss that flustered expression.
He coughed and walked towards the dining table again. "Just do your fucking job. I'm sleepy."
He coughed and walked towards the dining table again. "Just do your fucking job. I'm sleepy."
A scene based on these fake tweets i made for my fic
https://archiveofourown.org/works/24806146/chapters/59993677
https://archiveofourown.org/works/24806146/chapters/59993677
My third thread in 24 hrs. Now let me sleep
ah... should i post an excerpt from the main fic? i understand that the fic is so damn long haha
y'all seem to like this thread so I thought... yeah
