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Bakugo didn’t know when it started or why, he just hated it. He hated it so much, loathed it even.
Whenever it happened he would always feel something churn in his stomach, something akin to fear. Whenever todoroki would go quiet as soon as bakugou made his presence known. Whenever he would turn his head when bakugo spoke like he wasn’t worth any of todoroki’s time.
He wasn’t the only one who noticed, he couldn’t be not when deku would glance at him with pitying eyes, or Kirishima would glance between them, then look at him with a smile that screamed ‘are you okay bro?’
Bakugo didn’t hate it because Todoroki was ignoring him — maybe that was part of it, but only a little — no he hated it, because he had no idea why Todoroki was ignoring.
Just last week bakugo and todoroki were studying in his room — which hardly anyone beside MAYBE shitty hair goes into — bakugo thought they were on great terms, considering how they started out, so why would todoroki be ignoring him now? After how close they’ve gotten? After everything they went through to get this close?
He didn’t know, but what he did know is that Todoroki ignoring him is seriously starting to piss him off, along with all the emotions that are swirling around him like he’s a damn playground at an elementary school.
So, instead of being a pussy, he decided he’ll get some answers from the source of his troubles.
Todoroki himself.
“Oi, icyhot. C’mere, we needa fuckin talk.” Gesturing his hand towards the kitchen, then stomping over there himself with the expectation of todoroki following.
Todoroki met his expectations and walked into the kitchen behind him.
Bakugo turned around, leaning against the counter he stared at todoroki. Crossing his arms and furrowing his brows when he sees that the idiot isn’t even Fücking looking at him. His eyes are going everywhere besides him.
That just stirs him more. Taking a deep breath, he didn’t want to yell — or pop a vein —because he knows Todoroki is sensitive to loud sounds and the annoying motherfuckers who are trying — and FAILING — to be nosy will just be even more annoying by trying to interject.
So he breathes, and breathes until todoroki speaks up
“Did you need something, bakugo?” He says while looking at the fridge next to bakugo.
Maybe it’s the way todoroki is fidgeting with his shirt behind his back — so he won’t notice, even though he always notices when it comes to him — or because he can tell todoroki is nervous because he keeps glancing around, but he doesn’t yell. He keeps a calm tone when he speaks up
“What the fuck is your deal?” Or at least as calm as he can be while still being pissed off at todoroki.
Todoroki finally looks him in the eye, granted it might be because he seems shocked — why? —
His eyes are slightly widened and his lips are parted, which wouldn’t be noticeable if you haven’t study his face and his reactions everytime you see him — WHAT? I EXCEL AT EVERYTHING I DO! —
“What-?” Uneven, like he was caught off guard. He didn’t think bakugo would notice that he hasn’t looked him in the eye for a week? That’s what turns his anger into rage, he doesn’t know why but something about todoroki thinking bakugo won’t notice he’s ignoring him displeases, annoys, and angers him.
His gaze on todoroki hardened his lips pressed into a thin line, and his voice gained a hard edge to it, that hardly ever shows when he's angry when it comes to other things. — why am I this angry?—
“What the fuck do you mean “what?” You ‘ave been ignorin’ me for a whole damn week. You didn’ think I would notice, huh? Is that what yer sayin? ‘Cause if that’s the case yer wrong, so fuckin wrong.”
He ranted out his anger, his annoyance, his frustration, sadness, disappointment, and heartbreak. He ranted it all out, he didn’t even know he was feeling all of this because Todoroki ignored him, he didn’t think he cared that much.
But he does, he cares so damn much, he cares whether todoroki talks to him or not, whether todoroki is okay or not. He cares so much it’s down right worrying, so yes it breaks his fucking heart that someone he worries about, he cares about, he loves— love? —
“Jus- jus’ tell me if I did something, did I hurt you? Did- did something happen?”
His eyes softened, his voice lost the edge, his posture went slack from the stress of everything he was holding in.
Silence.
Bakugo watched as todoroki fiddled with his shirt hem more, he knew that he basically exploded on todoroki, probably giving him whiplash from switching from angry to worry, so he waits.
Waits for Todoroki to process what he said, then to collect his words. He knows from all their study sessions and spars that todoroki needs time to process, that he isn’t just leaving him hanging from a tree.
When he speaks up, Bakugo gives him his full attention.
“Nothing happened, I.. just- it had nothing to do with you” his voice was soft, he was looking Bakugou in the eyes, but his eyes showed apprehension and hesitation.
‘From what?’
“Then why have you been so distant? Why haven’t you even looked at me in a week?”
Bakugo would never say it to his face, but he was missing the cat videos and memes. As much as he says he hates them — he does! ….kinda. — he misses them. Along with the awkward selfies of todoroki and whoever he’s with that he sends to bakugo, to show off his friends or whatever “cool” project they did — like deku could ever be cool —
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be distant…I was just going through something…but I promise, you didn’t do anything.”
Though bakugo didn’t believe that one bit, he could tell that todoroki didn’t want to fully talk about what was going on with him. As much as he hates that, he can’t force it out of him without todoroki distancing himself more and going back into his shell that bakugou had to punch through (softly) to get to the real todoroki.
He sighed “Okay. If you want to fucking, I don’t know, talk or whatever, we can..” he trailed off while looking away from todoroki, heat slowly raising to his face and ears.
Todoroki beamed at that, or at least seemed like it, his eyes cleared up and there was a tiny smile on his face. “Thank you Bakugou.”
‘So this is why I’m in love with him, huh?’
Bakugo gives him a small smile, walking to the fridge for two water bottles then making his way out of the kitchen.
“C’mon halfie, let’s go watch that panda documentary you wanted to watch.”
Todoroki gave a full smile to no one, then made his way to the elevator behind with a pep in his step bakugou.
Once in the elevator, Bakugo flipped off the nosy shits who were watching them the whole time.
Momo and deku turned around quickly with similar loving smiles, while Kirishima smiled his iconic sunshine smile at the two, not caring at all what bakugou did.
“Sit on the bed while I grab the snacks and the remote.”
“Okay” todoroki basically bounced his way to the bed, sitting down then pushing all the way back to be up against the wall. Still leaving enough space for Bakugou.
Todoroki knew he was ignoring bakugo, but that’s the only thing he could do. He didn’t want Bakugou to hate him or stop being his friend, so he ignored him.
Nonetheless he quickly learned, ignoring bakugou katsuki isn’t the best option, that’s okay, he can still be Bakugo's friend, they could still be friends, even if todoroki wanted to kiss him or hold his hand.
He could hold that in, especially if it meant bakugou would never have a face like that again or the sharpness in his voice.
He loved bakugou, he loved his loud, brash, kind, confident, and caring personality, he didn’t want bakugou to feel or look guilty like that, especially if it was because of todoroki, it didn’t feel right.
It made his stomach twist and churn until he clarified it wasn’t his fault, he held his breath and forcefully made the bile that wanted to come up go back, it disliked the feeling if not hated.
“princess, do you want extra blankets?”
‘Princess..’ it took todoroki a moment to realize that he was zoning out, bakugo had many nicknames for him; halfie, half n’ half, icyhot, air con, short cake, strawberry vanilla icie, blue raspberry, it goes on, but shotos favorite by far was princess, he didn’t know why but it made him happy and appreciated and taken care of.
Bakugo only used it when he was going to do (or has already done) something for todoroki, so he loved it the most, though he had no idea why bakugou used it.
“Princess? you still here with me?”
Todoroki snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of the nickname being used in his favorite voice (favorite?)
He tilted his head slightly to signal that he was listening now.
“Do you want extra blankets? Or anything else?”
Todoroki absolutely loved it when Bakugou invited him over for movie nights, he had a huge number of blankets.
( “why do you have so many blankets, bakugo?”
“It’s a collection.”
“I didn’t know you could collect blankets.”
“Now you do.”)
He also had a snack stash and his own TV he brought from home, so when bakugo invited him for movie nights in his dorm, he instantly said yes.
“Yes please, and do you have strawberry pocky?”
“Of course you fucking want that, you know you’re the reason I have to restock my pocky stash almost every damn week?”
“Sorry.”
Bakugo turned to shouto, almost about to lecture him about saying sorry when it isn’t needed, when he sees the tiny way his lip quirk up into a smirk and the mirth sprinkled in his eyes, he realized this is one of the moments were todoroki is being playful. Bakugo was always amazed by these moments, he loved them.
‘I wanna kiss the smirk off your fuckin pretty little face’
“You- fucking icyhot. You know what, how about you be sorry after this?”
Bakugo walked over to the bed in three long strides, dropping down next to a confused and skeptical todoroki.
“Bakugo..?”
Bakugo’s hands flew out towards todoroki’s sides and wiggled his fingers swiftly, making a stunned todoroki turn into a giggling one.
“Bak- pffft- baku- hahaha- st- st- ahahaha..bakugo- pleas- ahah”
“What was that? I can’t hear you.”
Bakugo smirked in triumph as Todoroki fell forward on his shoulder still laughing full force, with pleas and “stop” in between.
“Huh, I didn’t hear that? Was that an “I’m sorry for eating all your fucking pocky” ?”
“So- hahaha- sorry- haaahh- stop- ahahah- pfft- bakugo- ahaha-“
Bakugo smiled wide as he heard what he could only describe as the best sound to ever be heard, if he could record Todoroki’s laugh and put it on repeat, he would.
“OKAY- HAHA- I GET IT- PFTTS”
Bakugo stopped his tickle torture, in favor for listening to the rest of todoroki’s giggles play out, while his legs lay in his lap, with his head on bakugos shoulder.
“That was mean.”
“So was eatin all my fuckin pocky.”
“No, you gave it to me…”
Todoroki sat up fully, Turning his head to look bakugou in the eyes. They noticed just how close they really were to each other, their lips but a thread away.
Bakugo looks down at Todoroki lips, he sees them go from pouting to being slightly parted.
His lips are pink, full, shiny from the lip balm Todoroki uses, bakugo always wonder if they taste like strawberry because of it. Noticing that Todoroki is looking at his lips, eyes darkened with something akin to want, maybe lust, so he decides that he no longer needs to wonder.
He gently moves in closer, allowing the other space to move away, but Todoroki closes the rest of the distance.
Bakugo closes his eyes and his lips move against todoroki’s, lips fitting together just right. Though it wasn’t his first kiss, he can tell by the way todoroki’s lips are moving and locking with his, it obviously isn’t his first kiss either.
Although he wants to deepen the kiss, he pulls away, todoroki following his lips, trying to put them back together, where they belong.
“Princess.”
Todoroki shoots his eyes open at the sound of the husky deep voice, looking up into red eyes that are darkened but still shine bright.
He snaps out of his kiss daze when he hears it again.
“Princess.”
‘Shit. That name will be my ending.’
“Say it again.” Todoroki looks into Bakugou eyes, something lit in his eyes, close to the way his eyes were shining before the kiss, but different.
“Huh? Say what again?”
“Princess.”
“Ah.. you like the nickname? Huh, princess?”
For a second Bakugo thought he was looking at the night sky, the way Todoroki's eyes lit up at the name, how had he never noticed before?
“Yes, I do, very much so. I also like you, you shine like the sun. and your voice, so please say it again.”
Bakugo’s eyes widen subtly, then a grin sets on his face, one of the grins he wears after he wins against someone strong in a fight.
His victorious grin.
“Fuck.”
“I like you too, princess.”
That’s all Todoroki needs. He’s kissing Bakugou again, but more deeply.
“The stars tend to shy away from the light. (But they’re always there)”