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touyabaku 
socmed au where:
touya is an actor with a reputation (both in the good and bad way), and bakugou is an assisting film wardrobe stylist who's done with everything and everyoneâyes, that includes touya
socmed au where:touya is an actor with a reputation (both in the good and bad way), and bakugou is an assisting film wardrobe stylist who's done with everything and everyoneâyes, that includes touya
At the beginning, before working on-set:
Bakugou has a chat with his friends.
Bakugou has a chat with his friends.
You get a bonus ship for this one 
Touya texts his manager.
Later:
At the same time:
please stop quote-tweeting my tweets on private, it just makes me assume that there are people who don't want me to create touyabaku content and then i get compelled to make more 
it's exhausting bc i can only create so much at once LMFAO
it's exhausting bc i can only create so much at once LMFAO
Bakugou receives a text message.
Much, much later:
A return to these tweets:
On Touya's side:
On Katsuki's side:
With Bakugou:
With Touya:
"Masochistic bastard."
"Only for you," Touya said, grinning as he watched Katsuki close up his costume from the back through a mirror. "I was serious about that though."
"Like hell. I'm not marrying an idiot like you."
"Date first, then?"
"No."
"Butâ"
"No."
"Only for you," Touya said, grinning as he watched Katsuki close up his costume from the back through a mirror. "I was serious about that though."
"Like hell. I'm not marrying an idiot like you."
"Date first, then?"
"No."
"Butâ"
"No."
"I feel like I ought to stage an intervention from how oddly you're changing," Mr. Compress said, looking up at him from his phone. "Yet I find myself conflicted, because going by your tweets, you seem to be changing for the better."
Touya blinked at him. "Am I?"
Touya blinked at him. "Am I?"
"You don't take well to rejection often," Mr. Compress pointed out, one eyebrow raised in seeming disbelief.
"...true," Touya agreed.
"Though I still worry about encouraging this," Mr. Compress sighed. "If he does make you happy..."
"...true," Touya agreed.
"Though I still worry about encouraging this," Mr. Compress sighed. "If he does make you happy..."
"Don't," Touya groaned. "None of that sentimental stuff."
Mr. Compress gave a huff in response.
"For an actor, it's very unbecoming of you to hate being in touch with your own emotions. Surely, you realize that?"
Touya rolled his eyes, waving him off.
"Don't care."
Mr. Compress gave a huff in response.
"For an actor, it's very unbecoming of you to hate being in touch with your own emotions. Surely, you realize that?"
Touya rolled his eyes, waving him off.
"Don't care."
Later, over lunch:
"Why do you still eat with me even after rejecting me?"
"I like the food," Katsuki said bluntly. His firm gaze didn't seem to show much concern that Touya was bringing up his past confession.
"That's...it? Aren't you grossed out that I like you like that?"
"Why do you still eat with me even after rejecting me?"
"I like the food," Katsuki said bluntly. His firm gaze didn't seem to show much concern that Touya was bringing up his past confession.
"That's...it? Aren't you grossed out that I like you like that?"
"That's your problem, not mine," Katsuki said, turning his gaze away for a moment when a server came with their food.
"...you're not grossed out?"
Katsuki frowned at him. "Why would I eat with you if I thought you were gross?"
"You have a point."
"...you're not grossed out?"
Katsuki frowned at him. "Why would I eat with you if I thought you were gross?"
"You have a point."
"Stop fussin' and start eating."
"Fine," Touya huffed.
They didn't say anything more as they ate. (Touya privately thought it was cute that Katsuki, despite his rough appearance, could eat so delicately that he made such simple actions look elegant.)
"Fine," Touya huffed.
They didn't say anything more as they ate. (Touya privately thought it was cute that Katsuki, despite his rough appearance, could eat so delicately that he made such simple actions look elegant.)
Still...
"I do still like you, you know."
"Then you're an idiot, besides being a masochist," Katsuki said, a furrow to his brows that spoke of some confusion.
Touya laughed. "I guess so. It's nothing new, anyway. Maybe."
"'m not into that shit," Katsuki grumbled.
"I do still like you, you know."
"Then you're an idiot, besides being a masochist," Katsuki said, a furrow to his brows that spoke of some confusion.
Touya laughed. "I guess so. It's nothing new, anyway. Maybe."
"'m not into that shit," Katsuki grumbled.
"What're you into, then?"
"People who don't put up an act in front of me."
Touya blinked at those words. "I'm...an actor, soâ"
"Not what I meant." Katsuki scowled at him. "I'm not into dating games, and I don't like half-assed shit. That's it."
"People who don't put up an act in front of me."
Touya blinked at those words. "I'm...an actor, soâ"
"Not what I meant." Katsuki scowled at him. "I'm not into dating games, and I don't like half-assed shit. That's it."
Touya felt light-headed at the implications in Katsuki's words.
"So...if I courted youâ"
"The hell? No," Katsuki interrupted, disgust written clearly all over his face. "I'll kill you if you try, bastard."
"What if I asked you out once the shooting is done?"
"So...if I courted youâ"
"The hell? No," Katsuki interrupted, disgust written clearly all over his face. "I'll kill you if you try, bastard."
"What if I asked you out once the shooting is done?"
Katsuki blinked, then frowned. "Why would you do that?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Touya retorted.
Katsuki didn't seem to know what to say to that. Touya, on the other hand, felt like he was onto something.
"Why wouldn't I?" Touya retorted.
Katsuki didn't seem to know what to say to that. Touya, on the other hand, felt like he was onto something.
Maybe Katsuki felt like Touya was just treating him as a potential fling. It was a valid concern, if not for the fact that Touya has never HAD any flings.
(It was a waste of time, for him.
Why would he bother with other people like that, when he could just focus on himself?)
(It was a waste of time, for him.
Why would he bother with other people like that, when he could just focus on himself?)
"I'll ask you out once we're not working together on an official capacity," Touya said, grinning.
"Hah?"
He stifled his laugh at the baffled look on Katsuki's face by shoving a spoonful of rice into his mouth. Mid-chew, he said, "Look forward to it!"
"...weird bastard."
"Hah?"
He stifled his laugh at the baffled look on Katsuki's face by shoving a spoonful of rice into his mouth. Mid-chew, he said, "Look forward to it!"
"...weird bastard."
Katsuki receives a text.
call transcript:
: What the hell do you mean, "old news"?!
: That idiot's been tryin' to flirt since the start! Why d'you have to call me for something so dumb anyway?! I'm working!: Like I'm not?! You better be grateful we're not in the same area, Katsuki, or else!
: *muffled* S'that my future mother-in-law?: SHUT UP!: MOTHER-IN-LAW? Katsuki, you brat, what other shit have you been hiding from me?!: I told you I'm NOT! If your eyes weren't going badâ: HAH?: âyou'd have noticed this shit already!: Ooh, talking about me?
: I'll kill you and throw your body in a dumpster.: Hey, it's not my fault I can hear your call from here!: Justâ! Shut up!: Okay, dear.: Nngh..!!: Your angry face is cute too.: ARGH!: ...oi, Katsuki. Don't ignore your damn phone.: I'm not!
: You SURE you're not dating that kid already?: I'm not, why the hell would I?: And why the hell WOULDN'T you?: ...hah?: I'm just sayin'. But you're an adult already, so you can figure this out yourself.: Hah??: Good luck, kid!end call
Bakugou's unread messages.
"Stop tweeting, dumbass."
"But they're talking about you," Touya says, pouting as he looks up at Katsuki. (That doesn't stop his hands as they continue to type swiftly on his phone. It's easy enough to do, considering how often he multi-tasks when typing.)
"But they're talking about you," Touya says, pouting as he looks up at Katsuki. (That doesn't stop his hands as they continue to type swiftly on his phone. It's easy enough to do, considering how often he multi-tasks when typing.)
"Don't care what they think about me," Katsuki scoffs. "But if you wanna talk with your fans so bad, thenâ"
"Hm?" Touya swiftly throws his phone away at those words. Katsuki can only watch with incredulity as it hits the ground on its way down. "What fans?"
"...idiot."
"Hm?" Touya swiftly throws his phone away at those words. Katsuki can only watch with incredulity as it hits the ground on its way down. "What fans?"
"...idiot."
"Pick up your damn phone."
Touya hides it away the moment he picks it up. That seems to be the right thing to do, given the satisfied look on Katsuki's face.
"I was just sharing how you made me a bento," he says, returning to his food. "It made me happy."
"Then tell me that."
Touya hides it away the moment he picks it up. That seems to be the right thing to do, given the satisfied look on Katsuki's face.
"I was just sharing how you made me a bento," he says, returning to his food. "It made me happy."
"Then tell me that."
"Hm?"
Katsuki's already scowling when Touya looks up at him. Not a good look for someone on a date, but...
"If you're happy about something I did, then tell me, not your fans. What kind of dumbass are you that I have to explain that?"
"...you'd listen?"
Katsuki makes a face.
Katsuki's already scowling when Touya looks up at him. Not a good look for someone on a date, but...
"If you're happy about something I did, then tell me, not your fans. What kind of dumbass are you that I have to explain that?"
"...you'd listen?"
Katsuki makes a face.
"I'd tolerate it."
Touya puts on a sulky expression at that. "You wouldn't even appreciate how much I'm appreciating you."
"Gross."
"There are other things I talk about on there anyway, it's not really always about nice stuff (like you)."
"What, think I can't handle it?"
Touya puts on a sulky expression at that. "You wouldn't even appreciate how much I'm appreciating you."
"Gross."
"There are other things I talk about on there anyway, it's not really always about nice stuff (like you)."
"What, think I can't handle it?"
Touya considers that for a moment or two.
"Maybe, maybe not," he ends up saying with a shrug. "It's mostly stuff you'd know from the media or, I dunno, my Wiki page anyway."
"Do I look like I give a shit what the media says?"
Touya stares at him for a beat.
Then he laughs.
"Maybe, maybe not," he ends up saying with a shrug. "It's mostly stuff you'd know from the media or, I dunno, my Wiki page anyway."
"Do I look like I give a shit what the media says?"
Touya stares at him for a beat.
Then he laughs.
"Guess not. I may as well tell you."
Katsuki nods. He doesn't say anything else; Touya assumes it's because he's busy eating.
He says, with Katsuki watching,
"About that thing with my family..."
Katsuki nods. He doesn't say anything else; Touya assumes it's because he's busy eating.
He says, with Katsuki watching,
"About that thing with my family..."
In the kitchen of Touya's home:
"You got some guts," Katsuki says, calm tone at odds with the menacing way he chops vegetables. "Actin' like you thought shit up yourself. I just offered 'cause I don't like owing you."
"Technically, that wasn't what I said," Touya points out.
"You got some guts," Katsuki says, calm tone at odds with the menacing way he chops vegetables. "Actin' like you thought shit up yourself. I just offered 'cause I don't like owing you."
"Technically, that wasn't what I said," Touya points out.
He shrugs. "But if people understood it like that, then..."
He steps up when Katsuki steps aside from the kitchen counter, taking up the knife and finishing off chopping the remaining vegetables.
Katsuki says,
"Your incompetence isn't as attractive as you think it is."
He steps up when Katsuki steps aside from the kitchen counter, taking up the knife and finishing off chopping the remaining vegetables.
Katsuki says,
"Your incompetence isn't as attractive as you think it is."
"Who says I'm incompetent? I'm just learning," Touya says, smirking at Katsuki. "And knowing me, I won't be bad for long."
Katsuki scowls at him, quickly turning his head away.
(It's kinda cute, though Touya won't say that out loud. Not yet, at least.)
Katsuki scowls at him, quickly turning his head away.
(It's kinda cute, though Touya won't say that out loud. Not yet, at least.)
"So, don't worry," Touya says, turning his gaze away from Katsuki to swipe off the vegetables stuck on his knife. "I'll be good enough soon, enough that you'll want to date me."
"Cocky bastard."
Touya laughs.
"Maybe, but I'm not wrong for it."
"Cocky bastard."
Touya laughs.
"Maybe, but I'm not wrong for it."
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