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“ HEADS UP!! ”
Bakugou turned to see what the commotion was about, and was immediately met with a face full of frisbee.
“OW! SHIT! What the fuck , you asshole!” Bakugou snatched the plastic disc up from the ground and raised it above his head as if he were going to slam it down into his knee so he could break it in half.
“WAIT WAIT, BAKUGOU! LET’S BE REASONABLE ABOUT THIS! THAT’S MY LAST ONE SINCE LAST TIME!” A familiar redhead sprinted up to him, holding his hands up pleadingly. “I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean for that to hit you!”
“Sure you didn’t.” Bakugou growled before slapping the frisbee into Kirishima’s chest. “What are you even doing here still on campus? Can’t you take your summer break joy somewhere else.”
“Aww, you don’t want me to stay?” Kirishima teased.
“Not really. My eyes could take a break from seeing your obnoxiously bright hair practically every day.” Bakugou turned to talk away while he rubbed at the slight, reddening indent on his forehead.
Kirishima let out a breathy laugh while he eagerly hopped after the other.
“What about you? How come you’re still on campus? Didn’t you already, and I quote, ‘Peace the fuck out you assholes, I just want you to know that I never enjoyed any of your presences’ and I slept through practically all my classes because teachers here can’t teach for shit’?”
Bakugou rolled his eyes and groaned.
“Don’t remind me. I thought I was finally out of here too.” A beat of silence. “I just forgot that I had one last thing to get.”
“And you needed to bring a huge luggage to get it? What are you hauling away? The school’s supply of energy drinks?”
“Can you just leave already to wherever luxurious island your family is traveling to this year.”
Kirishima chuckled again and slung his arm around Bakugou’s shoulder.
“I’ll leave once you say that you’ll miss me.”
“Fuck off.”
“Baku…” Kirishima batted his eyelashes.
Bakugou growled and rolled his eyes again, though he didn’t make any attempt to violently shrug the other off. He glanced at his phone to check the time before finally sighing.
“I’ll miss you while you’re off enjoying your shitty break… now really, can you fuck off already?”
Kirishima inhaled so sharply that he let out high pitched squeak. Bakugou cringed at the noise and looked to his side to see what the Hell was wrong with his friend.
“Baku… could you say that again? I want to record it and keep it forever.” The boy looked like he was on the verge of tears. Bakugou really did violently shrug him off his shoulder this time, almost punching the other in the jaw.
“Fuck you, Kirishima.”
“Maybe in a couple of months when I get back?” Kirishima grinned.
“JUST LEAVE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll catch you later! Don’t forget to text me whenever you get lonely!” Kirishima squeezed Bakugou into a quick side hug before dashing ahead. He spun on his heels and continued to walk backwards, waving goodbye to him with his frisbee.
Bakugou grunted and gave a slight wave. When Kirishima finally turned around so he could walk properly, he bumped straight into another classmate’s chest.
“Oh, Todoroki!! Good to see you, how were your finals? Are you heading back over to Toyko today?”
“My tests were fine. Yes, I’m taking the train there soon.”
“Good good,” Kirishima eyed the luggage that the other was holding behind him. “Well make sure you don’t miss it! Are you traveling with Katsuki or something? He has his luggage too!” Kirishima teased with a grin.
Todoroki’s eyes widened with slight surprise.
“How did you know?”
“Wait… for real? You two ar — ”
“HEY BASTARD! I THOUGHT YOU WEREN’T GOING TO SHOW UP.”
Kirishima whipped his head around when he heard Bakugou shouting. His face scrunched up into a look of confusion and just when he was about to turn around to ask Todoroki what was happening, the latter patted him on the shoulder and then started to walk toward Bakugou.
“I hope you have a nice, safe summer break. See you when you get back.”
Kirishima parted his lips as if he were going to say something, but then snapped his mouth shut when he saw Todoroki and Bakugou talking. His jaw almost dropped to the ground when the two of them started to walk away with their luggages rolling behind and their hands held together.
“Can you stop it.” Bakugou mumbled from behind his propped up hand on the little armrest.
“Stop what?” Todoroki asked innocently.
“Staring at me.”
“I’m not staring at you. I’m looking out of the window, and you just happen to be sitting next to the window.”
Bakugou dropped his arm into his lap so he could give the other a scowl.
“You shouldn’t make that expression.” Todoroki’s eyes flickered across his face.
“Why the fuck not?”
“Because then people won’t think we’re dating.”
Bakugou’s ears burned at the comment. He immediately looked away to the blurred landscape that was passing by.
“Well we aren’t dating.”
“We will be when we get to my home.”
“Fake dating.” Bakugou blurted without hesitation. “And exactly… that’s why I can look at you however I want until we get to your house.”
When Todoroki stopped replying after a good ten minutes, making Bakugou think that maybe Todoroki was going to sleep for the remainder of the two hour train ride, Bakugou had the urge to steal a glance at him.
“ FUCK !” His head rebounded against the thick glass when he turned and made direct eye contact with Todoroki.
Todoroki’s eyes widened for a second at the reaction.
“ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK?!” Bakugou could barely hear himself over his raging heartbeat.
“Bakugou, calm down...” Todoroki looked away for a moment to give the other nearby passengers an ‘I deeply apologize for the disturbance’ look before turning back to place a gentle hand on Bakugou’s thigh.
“ For fuck ’ s sake .” Bakugou’s voice dropped to a harsh whisper when he noticed the worried stares around them. “I thought you went to sleep or something, and then I catch you staring at me like some creep?” His heart was still pounding. “Or were you just looking out the window again?”
“No.” Todoroki’s gaze fell away as if he could find the answer to Bakugou’s question somewhere on the ground. “I was looking at you. I was just thinking that you are actually quite handsome when you’re not frowning.”
Bakugou frowned automatically. The burn in his ears spread like wildfire to his cheeks. He turned away again, shifting his entire body so that even his knees were facing the opposite direction of the other.
“Whatever…”
When Bakugou opened his eyes, not even remembering when he had closed them, he let out a soft sigh of pain. His neck was yelling at him from soreness. He tried to wipe the bleariness of sleep from his eyes until he realized that his hand had gone numb, or something was heavily weighing it down so that he could barely move his finger. Something warm that suddenly gave his hand a soft squeeze.
Bakugou’s vision cut clear the moment he realized that his fingers were tightly laced with Todoroki’s. The second he was about to wrench his hand away, his head dipped along with Todoroki’s shoulder when the other moved. He quickly straightened his back out.
Holy fuck . First he came to the shocking discovery that they were holding hands, and now the revelation of the century that they had fallen asleep against each other?
“Katsuki?” Todoroki’s quiet, groggy voice as he was coming out of his nap sent shivers down Bakugou’s spine. “Are you awake?”
Bakugou was torn between yelling at the other for holding his hand without his consent or actually daring not to respond so their little preschool nap session could last just a little longer.
Bakugou’s face felt like it was going to combust for even thinking of the second option.
“Yeah. Who the Hell said you could hold my hand.” He snarled softly, though he made no move to let go of Todoroki’s incredibly warm hand. Now that he was conscious of their handholding, however, Bakugou could start to feel his palm sweat.
Todoroki made a little noise in the back of his throat, like a puppy indistinctly whining after being disturbed from its nap. The color drained from Bakugou’s face, shifting from bright red to pale white.
“Just thought we could use a little practice.” Todoroki finally mumbled and covered his mouth with his free hand to shield his yawn.
“The crap is that.” Bakugou stumbled over his words, his eyes gradually sinking back to their interlocked hands.
“I assessed the fact that since we’re going to be pretending, it would be more believable if we held hands frequently and made it second nature.”
“No couples hold hands that often.”
Todoroki mused for a second and looked at their hands.
“I guess I wouldn’t know.”
“Of c-course you wouldn’t.” Bakugou muttered under his breath. He scarcely shifted his hand under Todoroki’s hold, making note of how clammy he had made it. Todoroki’s grip immediately tightened. “Relax, dumbass, I’m not going to let go completely.” A pause. “If we want to be holding hands often, we need to work out a better position so our hands don’t prune up like they’ve been in a fucking sauna for multiple hours.”
“Oh, right.” Todoroki blinked.
Bakugou had to hold his breath for some reason as he stared at their hands pressed tightly against each other. He gently pried his fingers away, his thumb barely grazing Todoroki’s, and lightly slid his fingers out of their laced position. Todoroki narrowly turned his wrist so it was almost facing up, and Bakugou readjusted by closing the small gap so their warm palms pushed snugly against each other. Bakugou was surprised by the rough callouses that rubbed against him. For a guy who had such milky skin like Todoroki, especially his hands that looked quite delicate like silk, the boy’s hand felt like it had experienced some wear and tear. His attention was pulled away from the fact when Todoroki squeezed his fingers against Bakugou’s. Bakugou exhaled shakily through his nose. He thought he could feel Todoroki’s subtle pulse through their grip—or maybe it was his—or maybe it was both of theirs faintly beating in silent tune with one another.
“Is this okay?” Todoroki whispered softly.
“Idiot, why are you even asking. If it wasn't okay, I'd say something.” Bakugou forced his gaze to the window, failing to see the slight smile that curved onto Todoroki’s lips.