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Bakugou never brought up the fact that he had overheard deku and todoroki talking in the hallways of the sports festival about todoroki’s childhood trauma. He did not deem it necessary, though, he did feel bad having this knowledge with him. It was like he saw all of todoroki’s actions under a new lens. While others in the class might have laughed at todoroki’s failed attempts at an interview? bakugou knew that it was actually due to endeavors shitty parenting which had kept shouto stuck indoors in his home, essentially separated from the rest of society until he came to U.A live in the dorms. He never brought it up though, bakugou himself wouldnt have wanted to be pitied for such a thing so he gave todoroki the same respect.
The two of them were not necessarily friends...but they were definitely something stronger than acquaintances. They'd shared a few spare glances at each other here and there, whenever seen fit but they never really interacted unless necessary.
So today as Bakugou was in the dorm's kitchen , setting up his ingredients to cook, he found he really didn't mind todoroki sitting there watching him.
todoroki watched him with a fondness that katsuki couldn't really understand. It made him a little uncomfortable so he decided to strike up a conversation.
“Oi halfie, you wanna learn how to cook or somethin might as well be of some use huh?”
Todoroki got up from his place on the couch and approached katsuki.
“ Alright, although i'm not sure I'll be very good at it, you have seen how my chives turned out last time…”
He appeared a little embarrassed about his previous attempts at cooking.
katsuki rolled his eyes and chuckled,
“Well thats why i asked if you wanted to learn idiot, no one's perfect when they're starting out- except for me of course.”
todoroki gave him a muted look and came over to stand next to him, checking out the ingredients that were laid out. There were some noodles, garlic paste and tomato sauce.
“We're making spaghetti today, and oi don't hover so close i need some space !”
todoroki mumbled out an apology and took some steps back watching bakugou move swiftly getting a large pan out and filling it with water.
He felt a bit awkward just standing there so he grabbed a hold of the spaghetti noodles waiting on bakugou's instruction.
once katsuki got the water boiling he instructed shoto to dump the noodles inside.
after 10 minutes had passed, katsuki said “ alright so you want to open the jar of the minced garlic and just dump it in the pan” he watched as todoroki did just that. todoroki then decided to reach for the heat knob and turned up the heat all the way-
“What the hell are you doing you wanna burn the damn garlic ?!”
he grabbed todoroki’s wrist and moved it away from the heat knob holding on for a little longer than necessary.
shoto looked down at bakugou's hand so close to holding onto his and he felt his fire side warm up a little he quickly regulated his temperature to cool himself down. Bakugou flushed a bit and quickly released his wrist.
“I'm sorry.”
at least he has the decency to look ashamed.
“Ah its not a big deal just don't go reaching for stuff without me telling you ‘kay?”
“yes i understand.”
Bakugou grabbed the tomato sauce and lightly shoved it into todoroki’s hands,
“Now dump this in there too so we can make the sauce”
They worked surprisingly efficiently together and soon finished making the dish. They sat down across from one another and ate in a peaceful silence. Shoto decided to test something and lightly kicked his foot against bakugou’s, who didn't move his foot away instead intertwined them. He gave halfie a small smile and kicked him back playfully. Shenanigans ensued.
Once they finished their food, bakugou was about to make his way back to his dorm when shoto reached out to take his hand.
“Do you think we could do this again sometime maybe…I enjoyed the time we spent together. I would appreciate doing it again.”
Shoto looked down at him through his bangs albeit a little shyly, a bit nervous bakugou wouldn't want to spend time with him outside of training.
Katsuki softened his gaze and grasped more firmly onto todorokis hand, they were basically holding hands at this point, and if katuski was blushing too that was nobody else's business.
“Yeah sure halfie, let's aim for every saturday ‘kay?”
Todoroki's face brightened ever so slightly- you could only really tell if you knew him well enough to be able to read these micro-expressions.
“Alright I’ll be looking forward to it then.”
“...will you go of my damn hand now”
“Ah sorry”