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First night at summer camp, some of the guys decide to prank Bakugou and slide Todoroki's mattress closer to him while they are both asleep. Sero uses the corner of his tape to tickle the blond's nose and following their plan he turns around. What they didn't expect is that he would just wrap his arm around Shouto, make a contented humm and pull him closer as his little spoon now. Baffled, Kaminari is the first one to react and pulls out his phone to takes a picture. Kirishima isn't sure it's such a good idea to go and tease them about this, not sure why. Just a gut feeling. They all go to sleep after that, wondering what they'll do with this silly little blackmail.
An hour later, Kirishima happens to wake up and sees they have not moved. Bakugou is still spooning Todoroki, his nose laying softly against the back of the mismatched hair. But the spiky red head notices Todoroki opening his eyes, slowly waking up.
Huh oh. Maybe they went too far. He didn't want this to cause real trouble either.
Shouto feels groggy, like he never slept that good before really. He felt warm, but in a good and safe way. Then he notices the weight and looks down to find an arm around his stomach holding him. He recognizes this strong arm and feels warmth covering his cheeks suddenly. Wait. His mind is messing with him, right ? He tentatively turns his head a little to look behind him and spots spiky blond hair and a relaxed brow on what he recognizes quickly as Bakugou's face, even if he sees only part of it. What the hell is going on here ?
He must have moved because the eye he can see opens up slowly. A red ruby looking straight into his blue eye. Quickly he turns back. What should he do ? Why is he panicking ? That wasn't like him. More importantly, how did they end up like this ? Maybe Bakugou rolled over a lot. Yeah, it didn't mean anything. He braces himself for the yelling. But it does not come. He can feel him loosening his grip and lift himself up on his right elbow behind him. And the burning gaze on him now. Bakugou starts pulling his left arm off from around him and without thinking, he grabs it softly, his left hand wrapping over Bakugou's. Their fingers weren't laced together but might as well be. What the hell was he doing ?!
He feels Bakugou stiffen as soon as he does this.
This is how he would die.
He feels the sigh that comes out of the other man on his left ear slightly. And some more warmth again, Bakugou bringing his mouth right next to it, half laying back to how they were before. "Don't you dare say anything." His whisper is both menacing and soft at the same time, sending a thrill down his spine.
He nods slowly. Little does he know how red he is right now. Up to his ears and down his neck. To his surprise, Bakugou lays back down entirely. Wrapping both his arms around him this time and pulls him close. Spooning him entirely. This makes him feel some kind of ways. Especially with Bakugou's right hand on his left hip, the other hand finding a spot to land higher, up on his right pect, not grabbing, just laying there. And should we talk about the blond’s knee slipping in between his legs now (not putting pressure anywhere indecent mind you) ? His breath hitches for a second there as he takes this all in.
Katsuki let out a small breath, amused by his reaction seemingly. Was he laughing at him now ? His big spoon leans in a little, whispering in his ear again. “Weren’t you trying to keep me here seconds ago ?” His tone soft and way too close and personal. It sends a shiver through his whole body and he can feel Bakugou smile like he won something. He decides to reach to put his hand over the one on his right pect, sliding his fingers in between Bakugou’s, lacing their hands together while tracing circles with his thumb of his other hand over the one on his hip. He feels the other man tense a little at that.
Just then does he realize what he just did and what they’re doing right now entirely. And how it feels like his very own body had been hurting all these years without him realizing. Up until this very moment. It feels like a getting in a warm bath when you're aching everywhere after overworking your body. So much that he almost feels like crying for some reason.
They stay in silence. With just the wind in the leaves they can hear from the forest by the window.
After a little while, they both relax. Just enjoying the feel of each other’s heartbeat. Because their hearts had been running crazy for a moment now and finally are calming down. Todoroki always has preferred the cold or so he thought. But now he wasn’t that sure anymore. His mind drifts and everything is Bakugou right now. How he smells, how big his hands are, how strong he feels around him like this.
He doesn’t see it, but Bakugou’s eyes are still open and on him. Looking at the features he can see. His nose in his hair, enjoying his scent, even if he won’t admit it, among a lot of other things that night.
They slowly lull into this and fall back asleep together, breathing softly almost in a similar rhythm.
Hours later, Bakugou wakes up before everybody else. He sees Todoroki still cuddled in his arms, resting and slowly breathing steadily. Events from the night before come back to him. Slowly, he lifts himself up and looks down at the man he’s been spooning since last night and ponders. He realizes the half-half bastard looks cute when he sleeps. Of course he does, like he does all the time. Finally letting go of him entirely, he scratches his head. What the heck ? He asks himself, thinking. He decides to get up and go grab his bathroom set. As he does so, Todoroki wakes up, confused for a moment and groggy. He sits up and spots him by the bags. For a second their eyes meet. Katsuki isn’t smiling, but his eyes look at him differently somehow. He leaves and Shouto feels a little cold now.
He does not get to dwell long on it however, as the others start waking up.
Kirishima looks at him from the other side of the room. "..." Not saying anything, but he did see them last night. He looks down and smiles to himself. Just happy to see his friend maybe opening up a little. And Todoroki's expression right now is undescriptible; his hair messy, a light blush on his cheeks, zoning out but like in a blissful way ? And you bet he is not gonna risk screwing this. He decides he will go speak with Kaminari and convince him to not use the picture he took and if possible delete it (After sending it to him just for safe keeping in case things do work out in the end between the two for real).
* * *
The day goes intense. Aizawa has them on a crazy training schedule. But it is going to make them stronger for sure.
They haven’t spoken much that day. They never did, but it felt weird not to address last night. Bakugou is acting the same as usual with him. And it kind of irritates him. But at the same time, what was he expecting exactly ? He just … wanted it to happen again. If it could.
Like an idiot, when they settle for the night, he decides to put his mattress next to Bakugou’s again. They exchange a look, but Bakugou’s expression doesn’t give anything. Fine. At least he could hope a little, right ?
Seeing his sort of hurt behavior, Bakugou makes a slightly surprised expression there. Todoroki does not see it, but the other looks at him go as he is setting everything down.
Later, when everybody is asleep, they are laying down, back to back. No one doing the 1st step to interact but not being able to sleep at all. Todoroki sighs. He is being silly. Of course that was a fluke. For all he knows, maybe he dreamed it all ? He wasn’t sure anymore. He frowns, hugging himself. He was upset ? But why ? The sports festival had proven how Bakugou hated him. Why had he felt like trying to be friends with him since then ? Some of his classmates had been more than happy to, but Bakugou …
He feels a hand on his shoulder and that makes him jump. It feels warm and the hand gives him a squeeze, melting away almost instantly the tension from the surprise somehow. He feels himself being pulled backward by the shoulder and sees red eyes on him. Bakugou’s expression looks like it did in the morning, which he isn’t sure how to interpret. He isn’t really good at reading people, so his own frown melts away immediately and he makes wide eyes at him.
Without saying anything, Katsuki turns him back a little and lays behind him, wrapping an arm around his waist and pushes his nose in the crook of Todoroki’s neck. He takes a big breath in while the dual color haired man breaths goes really uneven there. He turns his head a little, but can’t get to see him even a little. It’s like his friend (?) is hiding. “... that ok ?” He hears him whisper, in a mumbling way.
His heart swells. Bakugou, normally so rough and even rude to people, was asking him permission on if they could cuddle a second night. He smiles softly and nods, punctuating his answer by reaching behind him and putting his hand through the spiky hair softly. He can feel the other man’s frown at that so he lets go immediately and brings his arm in front of him, not trying to push his luck too much. Bakugou slides his right arm under him and wraps it around him, holding him in a similar way as the day before. For exception that Bakugou still has his nose in the crook of his neck and seems decided to stay there, each breath was giving him goosebumps a little. Comfortable, he slowly falls asleep as so does Bakugou soon after.
They fall in this small routine for the following few days. So much that Bakugou isn’t even asking permission anymore. Their bodies fits so well together. Plus he could make sure they both get the most comfortable temperature despite it being summer with his quirk.
Then on the 5th night, while they’ve been sleeping for an hour or so, he wakes up again to find Bakugou’s right hand touching his face delicately, over his cheek. He blinks at the caress. Bakugou must have noticed, because he stiffens like he got caught doing something he shouldn’t. He feels himself blush as he sees the arm move away and grabs it, hugging it with both his arms. Bakugou opens his mouth in response, letting him feel his breath at the back of his neck. Todoroki brings the blond’s hand closer to his face again as he keeps his hold strong. His lips brushing the digits incidentally.
Bakugou leans closer, whispering in his ear. “What do you think you’re doing there, Halfie ?” Punctuating by nuzzling just behind the same ear that’s crimson red by now.
This sends something through his whole back, like an electric shock, making his toes curl and his back curve ever so slightly. He can hear Bakugou have a soft silent laugh. As an answer Shouto just cuddles the arm closer. Bakugou seems to ponder for a moment and turn his head a little, leaning against the other man’s neck and he can now feel his lips on his neck and if spooning together at night didn’t feel personal, now that definitely made it feel like it was.
They both don’t get much sleep that night. Nothing more happened, but just that had his brain spinning for a good part of the night and he could feel Bakugou wasn’t sleeping either, just relaxing while they cuddled.
On the morning, when he wakes up, Todoroki feels like he’s waking up from an heavy slumber. His lips feels a tingle and he realizes he’s still holding Bakugo’s arm, his fingers still brushing his lips. Those hands that held so much power and violence normally were now just there, tender to him. It felt… he couldn’t pinpoint a word for it. He suddenly felt the other man’s nose right behind his ear again and a small breath as he whispered to him. “Can I get my arm back or you’re keeping it ?” Bakugou sounded like he was scolding him, but there was no heat behind those words. He lets go of the arm and Bakugou releases him, distancing himself. The air felt cold against his back now free from human contact. Todoroki turns around on his back and their eyes met. Bakugou opens his mouth to say something.
“*Yawn* … morning .” Sero stretches, his back to them but noticed somebody else was awake in the room when he sat down.
In a panic moment, Todoroki drags the blanket up, hiding his face and rolls on the side, his front hidden but his back completly exposed. He's red to his ears and down his neck while Bakugou looks in the other direction with an angry expression, followed by a grunt.
“Ah sorry, did I wake you up ?” Sero says, now looking at Bakugou.
The blond gets up and grabs his stuff. “Of course not idiot, I’m just not as lazy as you all are.” He rants. He gives a side gaze to Todoroki and spots his reddened neck. “...”
The day of training goes on as the others. And they are getting better and stronger at all this, they can feel it.
After a warm bath, they prepare for the night. When Bakugou’s setting down, Kaminari goes to settle next to him, but before he does, the angry man glares at him. “Move, zap brain.”
Kaminari makes a hurt expression. “What the hell man. There’s still a lot of spots and its not like we got assigned places. Anyways, don’t you hate that guy?” Points Todoroki with his thumb.
Todoroki blinks and looks at them with an empty stare.
Bakugou clenches his teeth. Some dark smoke above his head almost. “At least this idiot doesn’t snore like half of you morons !” He pushes Kaminari out of the way and starts setting down.
Todoroki looks at him with an unimpressed expression. He wasn’t wrong, but still …
Kirishima steps in. "Hey there's still some place next to the window over here if you want Kaminari." He points next to him.
It seems to do the trick, which is good news. "Sweet ! Now you're talking." Kaminari waltz all the way there, completely convinced.
No more incidents after this. The others fall asleep rather quickly as usual, but them two, no. They’re laying down face to face this time. Bakugou has his eyes closed, but Todoroki is looking at him directly. His thoughts spinning in his head. Then ruby eyes open and stare back at him. He blushes and looks a little away, like he’s done something wrong.
Bakugou rolls his eyes and slides a little closer and whispers. “Hey.”
He looks back at him, they are less than a feet away now. “Hey.”
“You look like you got something to say…” The blond leans in. He looks like on a hunt right now, shadow on his face but his eyes gleeming in the dark and that makes Todoroki’s heart pump harder.
He opens his mouth up to answer, but suddenly Bakugou puts his hand over his mouth. Shouto frowns. Then he hears what Bakugou must have heard, one of their classmates shifting around and sounding like he was waking up perhaps. Both sweat a bit, because they would look a bit weird if they were seen like this. They wait a moment and Mineta rolls back and starts snoring again. They both sigh, relieved.
When he opens up his eyes again, he sees Bakugou has a grin on his lips and still has the hand over his mouth. He gives him a questioning look. “I’m just thinking you look nice like this since I keep telling you to shut up.” He sounds amused, kidding. This irritates him just a little, so he does something blunt in answer; After giving him a stare that made Bakugou grin wider, he opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out, licking the palm over his mouth. That very same palm that can make fiery explosion at the other man’s will. His sweat tastes salty and sweet at the same time.
He did it without thinking and Bakugou makes really wide eyes at this, losing his smile altogether entirely. He lets go of Todoroki’s face. And he feels suddenly like he did something way too intimate. Blush climbs on Shouto like a wave and he decides to turn around quickly, his back to his friend (?). He can feel the ruby gaze on him for a moment and then arms wrap around his waist and he’s pulled backward roughly. Ending up the small spoon again to a very tensed up Bakugou. Was he angry ? But before he can ask himself more, Bakugou leans in, his lips touching the back of his neck on a very sensitive spot. He opens up and takes a bite in the skin. Strongly even. Todoroki lets out a gasp that he manages to keep silent by some miracle.
Bakugou frowns and bites harder, but does not break the skin. The dual colored hair man has to put his right hand to his mouth to stop himself from making any noises. The sensation sending a thrill down his spine. He can’t help but curve his back against the other man, his eyes closing shut tightly. He tries to reach back from the side to the other man with his left hand, but Bakugou grabs his wrist, stopping him. His grip is tight while his other arm is still holding Shouto close, his bite still deepening. All this making Shouto feel all sorts of ways he can't explain nor is familiar with, not that his brain was up to the task right now.
After a minute, the other man finally lets go of his neck and brings his mouth next to his ear instead, a grin on his lips again. “Not looking so smug now huh?”.
Todoroki turns his head a little, his blue eye on him while he is red up to the ears and down his neck, a tear in his eye. Bakugou loses his smile, his expression analyzing. He lays back and goes on to lick the reddened skin from his bite, his tongue putting an heavy blissful pressure on the skin. Shouto makes a small surprised sound as he was removing his hand from his mouth at the same moment. Bakugou reaches up with his own right hand, releasing his grab around his waist, and puts it over his mouth right away to muffle him. Todoroki blinks at that. What is Bakugou doing ? And then he feels another lick to the back of his neck, softer this time. And then a kiss to the side of the bite, then at the crook of his neck. It feels like Bakugou is experimenting on his reactions. And god, is his body reacting in all the small ways that was bound to be noticed by the other man.
His wrist is released along the way to and Bakugou wraps his left arm around his torso instead, his hand reaching his peck, giving him just more shivers.
Bakugou lets out a long sigh and he can feel it against the wet skin. “We’re even now, Halfie.”
Todoroki tries to get back his breath that turned pretty much irregular with all this.
Wait a second.
Even ? How the heck was that even ?! He goes to turn around, but Bakugou is holding him up tightly again, his arms wrapped around his waist and using his shoulder in a way to block him from turning around. He feels irritated for half a second there, but calms down automatically rethinking what just happened and then he blushes up again. He can hear and feel Bakugou snicker behind him, which does not help in the least. Although … he would lie if he said he didn’t like the little teasing. He gives up on fighting. Anyways, he would rather not turn around entirely right now. Better not have Bakugou see the face he is making right now.
After a long moment, they both relax again. And fall asleep eventually.
The next morning when he wakes up, Todoroki sees a mass in front of him through a blurry gaze. He blinks surprised. He wipes his left eye with the meat of his hand, his gaze finally focussing and sees he is face to face with Bakugou. He must have turned around during the night this time. They’re practically nose to nose, with him very slightly lower. He feels himself blush, but doesn’t dare to move.
This is the 1st time he actually sees Bakugou’s neutral expression. He looks so relaxed and comfy, soft. This isn’t a bad look on him at all. He smiles softly to himself.
“What do you think you’re doing here ?” Bakugou whispers, opening his eyes and lifting an eyebrow. “The face you’re making.” While he remains expressionless.
Todoroki pouts.
That brings a smile to Bakugou’s lips a little and he leans on to headbutt him without any strength in it. Todoroki blinks now that they are even closer and Bakugou loses his smile. They stare at each other for a moment, a tension in the air.
Bakugou takes the next step, taking charge as usual, and leans in, closing the remaining gap between them and kisses him. Todoroki makes round eyes at 1st and then melts down a little. It was short, but Bakugou kissed him. The blond is leaning away now and he doesn’t feel like he wants him to. He wanted this to last more, but also to have the time to answer properly. So Todoroki reaches up to the collar of the other man’s shirt and pulls him and now it’s his turn to kiss him. He went a little rough, his nerves yelling in his head, red as a beet. Bakugou seems surprised, but kisses him back right away.
They kiss a few times, softly, shyly, feeling each other. Then deepen the kiss after a few times, their tongue meeting.
They’re making out in the early morning.
But then, Bakugou suddenly grabs him by the arms and pushes him back. Todoroki is blushing and out of breath and looks worriedly at him. Is he ok ? Then he realizes what they were just doing and he feels a little overwhelmed himself.
Bakugou grinds his teeth and gets up. Todoroki sits up trying to grab him before he does, but he’s not in time. Bakugou is about to leave the room fast, then stops and looks back at him from the corner of his eyes with a frown on and uncertainty on his face. He scratches his head. “Sorry” and then leaves.
What is going on ? Did he do something bad ?
* * *
The day goes by and Todoroki is still a bit confused about what happened that morning. Maybe they took it too far ? They haven’t talked about all this in the previous days. But at the same time Bakugou had been avoiding him as much as he could during the day in general, so it’s not like they could have. And he was doing the same today, if not more. Even avoiding eye contact. This makes him feel sad, but maybe Bakugou just needs a moment to think. So he decides not to force it and respect his boundaries.
“Todoroki ? Are you okay ?” Iida asks him when they are eating that evening. He’s been fixated on his plate for a moment.
“Yeah. Sorry. I just … I was thinking.” He picks up his food. He doesn’t feel hungry weirdly enough.
Iida looks at him and is a little worried, but he does not want to push it. “...”
That day is the day where they get to do a little extra activity during the night after supper. The bravery challenge in the forest. Class 1A gets to be tested 1st. They are split into teams of two and Bakugou and him end up in the same team. Clearly the other man doesn’t want them to. He’s even trying to trade his ticket at 1st with other people. Which makes him feel heavy, but he hides it and keeps it to himself.
While they get going, he finally decides to break his silence. “Hmm … Bakugou ?”
Bakugou grunts, not looking at him. “Are you an idiot ? Now’s not the time to talk about …”
“Of course not !” He yelled and that made some birds fly away. Bakugou looks at him all bewildered. “Just don’t … act like nothing happened at least.” He’s being a little emotional, but tries to keep it in reign however he can and isn't succeeding.
“...” Bakugou looks at him, his wheels spinning.
Then as they were still walking while talking, there is suddenly a head that pops out of the ground surprising them both. It’s some girl from class 1B. They really jumped, almost scared by something this silly because they got unfocussed with their situation. They walk away from this 1st trial a bit embarrassed.
Bakugou has his hands in his pocket and keeps glaring at him like he’s gonna draw a hole through his head or something while he walks behind him. Which is making Shouto a little nervous. He’s mulling something over clearly. “FINE !”
He blinks and looks back at him.
“I won’t. Act like nothing happened.” It does not make things clear, but it’s at least a start. Todoroki nods, his eyes wide. His heart pounding hard.
They continue on the trial.
Then the events with the league of villains happen and Bakugou gets kidnapped. And they couldn’t do anything. Midoriya is yelling on the ground and crying his heart out because his childhood friend is gone.
And it’s HIS fault.
If only he had caught him in time. And he can’t even tell anyone how he feels. He shouldn’t for now because Bakugou wouldn’t want people to know about them, he thinks. To them all, they were far from even being friends. Who was he to say anything at a time like this. Midoriya had a right to be upset as much as he was, but he didn’t. Truth be told, he feels like he stopped breathing, like the air got sucked out and he forgot how to.
It’s just when he’s back in his room, back at home, that it hits him hard. He can’t sleep at all and barely eats. He ends up going to the hospital on the next day hoping he might find a way to be useful in the research.
This is when he meets Kirishima who's looking really sad. But also looks really worried at him for some reasons he's not sure about.
They got to get him back.
* * *
They got him back.
Bakugou is back.
And the class is moving in the dorms following the events for their own security. They were not able to talk at all since the events tho. And now the day drags on as everyone wants to see everybody else’s room. Which he doesn’t mind per say. It ends up being actually fun. And Bakugou retired early so clearly he didn’t feel like being social right now. At the end of the night, some of them get called out by Ochaco and Tsuyu to talk a little. And he feels bad that he didn’t notice how she felt now that they got talking. He apologizes and now wonders … is he that bad at reading people’s feelings ? This is not about him directly only, but it gets him wondering.
They all go back to their own room after this. He closes the door, walks to the table in the center of his room and sighs.
Then, there is some noise outside on his porch. He frowns and walks to the outside door and opens it. Bakugou is climbing over the fence of his porch … ?
Their eyes meet as the other man is still one leg on each side of the fence and he seems to change his mind when he sees him. “Nevermind. This was a bad idea.” The blond is about to bounce back down to his room which is directly under his.
“You’re back.” Todoroki says. Bakugou has his back to him so he doesn’t see him, but he stopped in his tracks at least.
“Of course I am. You guys got me back, remember ?”
“You’re back and you’re okay.” He repeats, his voice cracking. THAT gets Bakugou’s attention and he looks back at him, his eyes widening at seeing him cry. “I couldn’t catch you in time. Because of me you …”.
He doesn’t get to finish his sentence as Bakugou rushes to him while he is speaking and wraps his arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. Todoroki’s eyes go wide, and he cries some more. Why and how was Bakugou ok with this ? He didn’t deserve this warmth. The blond keeps him in his arms in silence for a moment. “It wasn’t you, idiot. You fought… and you guys did bring me back. Weren’t you listening to what I just said ?” He has no heat behind his scolding.
Slowly, Todoroki finally starts calming down. Bakugou let’s go enough to see his face at this point. He sees his reddened eyes, the blush on his cheeks from the crying and maybe something more. He’s still holding him, his arms wrapped around his waist. Katsuki feels strong, something he can hold to and steady himself.
Bakugou presses his lips together on the side and asks; “You okay ?” Mumbling.
Todoroki makes round eyes at him and doesn’t respond right away. Which is starting to grind Bakugou’s gears the wrong way quickly. And then he finally nods. He smiles a little and then nods again. “Y…yeah.”. He fights back some more tears that menaces to come out again.
They stare at each other in soft silence, taking in the moment. There is a soft breeze, ruffling his hair in his face and as he goes on to move it away from his right eye, his hand touches Bakugou’s who’s reached at the same time. He blinks and looks back at him. The other man grabs the thread of hair and moves it to the side, his expression serious. God is he gorgeous Todoroki thinks looking at him. Yet, he does not dare to do anything more than looking. He doesn’t want to scare him away or is he the one being a little scared right now ?
Then the blond leans forward turning his head slightly on the side, his eyelids half closed as he reaches him. He stops, their lips barely touching as he speaks “You got that worried about me heh ?”.
His breath hitches in his throat and he breaths in and out unevenly as an answer.
It suddenly tastes spicy and burning, warm and soft. Bakugou, no, Katsuki has closed that gap first again, not waiting for an answer and was now kissing him. His eyes goes wide at 1st, but he immediately gives-in and answers warmly. So much that it even surprises the man kissing him at that and makes that very same man smile under the kiss. Katsuki wraps his arms around him some more, enveloping him in his warmth. Shouto puts his hands over his chest in answer. Feeling his heart pounding surely as much as his own.
They part just enough to speak. “You know I can’t get cold if I don’t want to right ?” He asks.
“And yet you’re trembling.” Katsuki’s expression is serious and composed again, which is very different than what he is used to. And then he hugs him tighter.
And he’s right, he was trembling. It was the nerves bleeding off all that he’s been bottling up since Katsuki got taken. He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it, ponders. “I’m not sure why.” He wraps his arms around Katsuki’s neck and hugs him. “But don’t worry, I’m happy.” And he really is.
Bakugou tsks, mixed with a laugh. “You are, huh ?” He nuzzles in his hair.
Todoroki takes a big breath and nods and then takes a step back and is met with a questioning look. He blushes looking on the side a little. “Want to come in a little ?” He reaches for the door knob behind him while pulling Katsuki by the hand softly now. He’s being bashful, shy even. The red eyes look at him, shining a little through the night, his expression like a hunter of some sort, serious, analyzing. They both get in silently. His friend lifts an eyebrow at the bedroom’s look. Then back to Todoroki who’s closing the door. “It’s late.” He points out.
“Oh. You’re right, maybe … “
“I can climb down in the morning.” He grins a little at Shouto's boldness for asking him in and comes closer. Putting his hands on Todoroki’s hips, their noses touching softly. He blushes some more while Katsuki puts a thumb to his lips and brushes them softly before kissing him again lightly.
He’s being pulled towards his own bed now. Bakugou kneels down on the bed and slides back to let him do the same. They end up laying in bed face to face. Bakugou pulls up the blankets over them and pulls him closer into an embrace. Then slowly turns him around so he can spoon him, laying on their right side, like back at the camp.
And this everything.
He feels he couldn’t ask for more at this very moment.
* The End *