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I t was a normal Friday afternoon. Classes were done for the day and the rest of Class 1-A were scattered throughout the dorm. Todoroki and Bakugo were on their way back from secondary classes. The vast majority of the girls were out to the mall shopping, Iida went because he needed shoes plus he wanted to find a gift for his mother’s birthday which prompted Midoryia to come with them since he was bored. The guys of the BakuSquad were playing volleyball outside with Ojrio , Shouji, and Mineta while Sato and Koda went for a relaxing walk around the grounds. Aoyama was at one of the tables inside with Dark Shadow, playing Dominos with rather sparkly dominos, how Dark Shadow was good at Dominios will always be a mystery to Tokoyami. Tokoyami was reading in the lounge room, not wanting to go outside in the heat, his giant headphones over his ears. His book was nestled in his lap and a cup of tea was on the small table across from him. It was the third book in a mystery series he was absorbed in, 'a just because' gift from Bakugo, his explosive loving boyfriend.
He’s home! Dark Shadow said through their mind link but not making a move to leave his game.
Taking off his headphone he sat up and looked over to the door, smiling softly to see his rather upset, well more than usual, boyfriend stomping into the room, no longer in his uniform but his usual black t-shirt and sweats.
“Welcome back Katuski . How was class?” Tokoyami asked, bookmarking his page and looking at him.
Bakugo just stood by the side of the couch, looking down at the ground with his hands stuffed in his pocket.
“You were reading right?” Bakugo asked.
“Yes. It’s a wonderful series- “
“…sit up,” he grumbled.
“I’m sorry?” Tokoyami asked.
“Sit up Bird Brain,” Bakugo grumbled with no actual malice in his tone.
“Alright alright ,” Tokoyami moved up, moving his legs over the side of the couch, ready to stand up if need be.
Bakugo moves to sit behind Tokoyami, spreading his legs before grasping at Tokoyami's hips to pull him to his chest. Bakugo nuzzled his nose into his boyfriend’s neck, inhaling the strange yet calming scent of lavender and cloves, wrapping his arms fully around his bird headed boyfriend’s waist. His legs trapping Tokoyami by his lower legs. Tokoyami thought for a few moments that a soft whimper of pleasure came from Bakugo’s mouth as he moved to lay his back fully on his boyfriend.
“Bad day?” Tokoyami asked.
Bakugo gave a groan in acknowledgment.
“Not wishing to talk about it?” Tokoyami asked, moving his hands to lay on top of Bakugo's.
Bakugo shook his head, giving a displeasing noise.
“Do you wish to stay here or go to one of our rooms?”
“…my legs are too tired. Stay here,” Bakugo answered.
“Do you require Recovery Girl?”
Bakugo shook his head once again.
“Do you prefer silence or can I read to you?”
Tokoyami could his Bakugo soft breath and lips move against his neck but he couldn’t hear the words.
“I’ll put my headphones back on if you do not wish to give a full answer?”
“What’s the book about?” Bakugo asked.
“Well this is the third of the series and it's chapter five. At this point in the story, the detective is about to integrate the murder victim's spouse. But the catch is that t he victim is trying to communicate to him through a cursed doll, ancestral ties to the dead, that he is looking at the wrong person. Again this goes right off the last murder from the second book but he was sidetracked by the murder of his god-daughter. I think that his god-daughter did not fully cross off yet but again that is just my theory…”
Bakugo listened to the book theories of his boyfriend, his eyes feeling heavier with each sentence. Granted he may have bought the book series but he didn’t actually care about what the book was. Tokoyami took him to see the movie version of the first book, the series is about nine years old, and he really enjoyed the movie. More than he admitted. But reading the book just never seemed like an interest to him. Listen to T okoymai read and rave about the series brought him much more joy than anything else. Yes, even fighting Deku or anyone for that matter.
Bakugo didn’t care about the fact they were out on the couch, Tokoyami between his legs. Bakugo warmed up hands stroking his stomach and wrist every few minutes. His mind was lost in the aroma of his boyfriend, the comfortable weight on his chest. It made the stress of today magically not matter. Bakugo huffed softly, adjusting his arms even tighter around Tokoyami’s slowly building waist, and closed his eyes.
Tokoyami had just finished his rather long-winded explanation of the second book when he felt a ryhtmic breathing against his neck. Craning his neck he saw Bakugo’s eyes closed, peacefully sleeping. Tokoyami opened his book again making himself comfortable against his boyfriend and began to read again. Seeing that he was on a new chapter Tokoyami decided that this would be a good stop for now. Bookmarking his place once again, he set the book next to his tea, rolls over to his side, ordered Dark Shadow to not allow anyone to bother them for the next hour and he too fell asleep. The soft scent of burning air mixed with caramel he grew accustomed to filled his nostrils before losing himself in dreams.
Aoyama and Dark Sahdow did several rounds of Dominos, getting it down to a tie when the BakuSquad returned. Dark Shadow zoomed toward the group, shushing them before pointing to the couch. Kirishima was the first to sprint to the couch to look.
“Aw dude,” Kirihsima whispered as the rest of the class came around them.
The class either chuckled or aw at the pair. Tokoyami and Bakugo had their legs entwined together, arms wrapped around each other. At the somewhat loudish sound, Tokoyami whined, squeezing Bakugo tighter. Bakugo opened his eyes at the sound of his distressed boyfriend and tried to set tle him with soft feather head strokes. Bakugo looked at the new crowd, snarling at them.
“If any of you wake him up, I am betting the shit out of all of you,” Bakugo growled at his classmates.
“Sh, you don’t want to wake him,” Denki teased.
“ Pikachu I swear to -” another frustrated sleepy groan from Tokoyami silenced his growling.
“Ha chiman , why are you so noisy?” Tokoyami buried his face, careful of his beak, deeper into his chest.
“ Just a pesky Pikachu looking to be blown up,” Bakugo said.
“Be nice to Denki please,” Tokoyami said while moving to sit up, “ Especially when I am trying to rest. Good afternoon,” Tokoyami waved briefly before getting up.
“Hi Toko!” Mina greeted with a smile.
“Do you wanna work on the project?” Sero said, leaning his elbow on his shoulder.
“That will be fine. But I need fresh tea, pardon me,” Tokoyami grabbed his now cold tea, brushed his beak against Bakugo’s cheek before heading to the ktichen.
The squad grined and chuckled to see the blush that formed aroudn Bakugo’s cheek as he watched his boyfriend walk way.
“Yeah you go tit really bad,” Sero said.
“Shut up Office Supplies!”