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If Todoroki had pearls in that moment, he would be clenching onto them. The youngest prince from the ice kingdom was running, faster then ever, through the woods. His feet felt like there were on fire. The sweat was cold, and his breath fast. In his eyes-only fear was present.
Blood from his wound on his arm stained his nice shirt. Shoto cursed himself – he was the one who wanted to go on vacations to the summer palace. He should have listen to his sister – Fuyumi Told him about dangerous bandits that were hiding in this woods. But he didn’t listen. He just wanted to get out of the palace, as far as he could, away from his father.
And now he was running, with his knights killed, dead next to, abandoned by him, carriage. He could hear bandits, trying to catch him.
He tripped. He fell. It was over. He was going to die.
The voices were closer and closer. He didn’t have any strength left.
He heard screams. So close to him. Maybe one of his knights survived? It didn’t mattered-they killed him.
Or so Shoto thought, laying on the ground, slowly accepting his fate. Then somebody grabbed his coat.
“And who do we have here?” Asked a strange man, still grabbing his coat. Their position were rather funny because the other man was shorter then Shoto. It didn’t stopped the man from looking terrifying.
With his long red cape, red sharp eyes filled with wises, long sword and blond, spiked, hair.
“Are you the one who these bastards wanted to catch?” asked Man.
“I…I think so? Who are you?” asked Shoto, too stunned to even try to escape.
“I’m Bakugou Katsuki, Barbarian Prince from the west! Son of Mitsuki and Masaru Bakugou, friend of dragons and the best warrior on this side of the world! Who are you red-white?” Bakugou’s eyes
softened a little bit when he finally saw in what state Shoto was.
“I’m Todoroki Shoto, third prince of the Ice kingdom. I…What happened to the Bandits?”
“I killed them all. Well me, and my friends.” Bakugou said calmly, like it was a normal thing to say.
“What about my knights?”
“I’m sorry for your lost.” Said Bakugou, finally letting him go. Shoto immediately fall again.
“Oh, my fucking gods….Sharpie! I need some help here!” those were the last words that Shoto heard before fainting.
…
There was something wet touching his head-Shoto realized before opening his eyes.
“Oh! Welcome to the living Ice Prince.” Said Bakugou. He was holding wet herbs in his hand.
“Where are we?” Shoto looked around. They were in a wooden room, big one. He was laying in the bed, very comfortable one, under thick blanket from some animal fur.
“In my home. You were unconscious for a week. Your wound got infected, you almost lost your arm. The only reason you still have it is our medic, Deku. He is magician when it comes to herbs.”
“Oh….Thank you. How can I repay you?” Shoto sat down.
“We don’t do “repays” here. What, do you think we saved you just because we wanted ransom from your father?”
“NO! Of course not! It’s just….nobody does things without reason…”
“Well, I didn’t want you to fucking die, you idiot.” Bakugou pushed him onto the bed. “Try not to move, you still have a fiver.”
Shoto blushed, but he didn’t say anything. Bakugou noticed that, but thought it was a fiver. So he touched Shoto forehead with his own to check it.
Shoto blushed even more,
“Yep, you are burning. It’s kinda ironic, don’t you think? You are from ice kingdom, but you are so hot right now….” Bakugou realized what he have just said, and blushed too.
“I’m gonna go now.” He said quickly, while standing up.
“Wait!” Shoto grabbed Bakugou’s hand, without any second thought “For how long?”
“I will be back icy-hot” Barbarians eyes softened. “Get some rest for now.”
Shoto let go of Bakugou’s Hand, and he only managed to whisper weak “Thank you” before falling asleep again.
…
It took five days for Shoto to stand up. He needed Bakugou’s help, but he didn’t complain much. Or Bakugou.
Shoto finally left the room-as it turned out it was guest room. The first day, Bakugou was walking with him around the house, showing off every room.
“You are a prince right? What about your responsibilities?” asked Shoto when they sat down in the living room.
“My parents taught me everything I need to know when I was teen, but they are still strong and healthy. We, barbarians live long, in health. They still rule, while I can learn and fight. Enjoy life.” Explained
Bakugou. “You are a Prince too Icy-hot. How is it at your kingdom?”
“Different” Shoto sighted. “My family is complicated. I have two older brothers and one older sister. My oldest brother is very sick, he has an illness that makes him very fragile. Even bad weather can make him sick. He can’t be the King, he will be probably married off in an arranged marriage soon. My second brother is always fighting my father. They hate each other. He wants to become doctor in the future. And my sister can’t become a king, she will be married off too, probably.” Shoto recounted “So I’m the only one left. My Father hired many teachers for me, and I have been learning how to be a kink from an early age. Only thanks to my siblings I had some fun in the childhood.”
“Well, that’s depressing.”
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t meant too…”
“Don’t stop Shoto. Keep talking.”
So Shoto talked. He told Katsuki about his siblings, his kingdom, his father and his mother. When he finished, he asked Bakugou about his life. And Bakugou told him: about his childhood, his friend Deku
aka Izuku Midoriya, his parents, his lessons.
“When we meet, you told me that you are friend of dragons? What does that mean?”
“When I was nine, I ran to the woods. I found bandits, hunting for dragons. They managed to catch one-small one. I helped him and he found me later. He was son of the dragon Queen. We become friends
after that, and he lives here in his human form. His name is Kirishima Eijiro.”
“Oh….I once saved a bird.”
“Really? Tell me about it.”
“It’s lame, compared to saving a dragon.”
“I want to listen to you.” Shoto blushed when he heard it.
But he told the story, and Bakugou listened, without looking away for a second.