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There were a lot of things Bakugou hadn’t seen coming in his life. Well, at least more than he’d like to admit. Every time he was caught off guard though, he liked to think that he would get back in control pretty easily or just ignore the problem until it went away. However, sometimes, the thing that caught him off guard would catch his interest and he couldn’t just go about his day. He had to check it out- he had to understand what the hell was happening before letting it go.
“Pause- hold the fuck up-” he mumbled raising his hands up a bit to make sure Todoroki would shut the fuck up for a second. Not that he usually had a problem with being quiet since the other was quite literally one of the quietest pieces of shit he had ever met- He wasn’t exactly saying much right now either. More like standing there with the usual bored expression on his face but a little less of the sass part- Bakugou found some sort of satisfaction in telling others to shut up “What did you say?”
“I'm gay” the other replied, rolling his eyes ever so slightly (This pissed him off greatly but he didn’t do anything about it cause his head was kind of occupied trying to figure this whole thing out) before returning his attention on Bakugou, only this time it was more of a glare than anything “If you got a problem with it Bakugou- i honestly couldn’t give a fuck” he added before glancing away again. That’s right- Todoroki was actually quite bad-mouthed. Worse than him sometimes, which was quite concerning.
The thing was though- Todoroki wasn’t as loud as he was. The times he had caught him swearing, it had been under his breath. The threats he came with were also pretty badass- not gonna lie- which even gave Bakugou chills. Once again though- he usually only muttered them to himself meaning that no one else had witnessed it. No one but Bakugou.
“I-” he gaped at him for a moment “What kind of person do you think I am half’n’half- You think I’d have a fucking problem with who you’d rather bang? Don’t kid around!” he grumbled with a roll of his eyes. It was starting to piss him off- how incredibly dumb the piece of shit could be every now and then.
“Well it seemed like you did with the expression you had going on” Todoroki replied, the frown not leaving any time soon. “I apologize for jumping to conclusions- may I go now?” he hissed out, voice drenched with venom before pushing past the blonde.
“That’s my regular face you asshat- why the hell would I hate on someone being gay if I'm fucking gay” There was a long pause. A silence that made his ears go crazy as the once moving Todoroki stopped dead in his tracks and turned around to stare at him- studying every feature, probably to determine whether or not he was telling the truth. The other squinted his eyes as the intense stare never left Bakugou.
The blonde was now cursing at himself for never being able to keep his mouth shut when slightly annoyed or just in general. He didn’t have a problem with Todoroki knowing- that wasn’t the real problem here. Him walking around and yelling ‘Im gay’ at people probably wasn’t the smartest way of coming out. He hadn’t been nervous about telling anyone. Actually, telling Todoroki wasn’t exactly on his list in the first place. He hadn’t even thought about telling Deku so why the hell would he have told Todoroki.
Its because you know he’s gay now, the logical part of his brain whispered to him as all other thoughts vanished for a moment. It was correct. Part of Bakugou didn’t want to admit it but knowing that Todoorki was gay too helped a bit- EVEN if he knew he wasn’t nervous it still brought some sort of relief.
“Are you messing with me?” The other male questioned and if Bakugou thought his glare was intense before then he hadn’t been prepared to face the one he was giving now. The fact that the newly labeled ‘pretty boy’ could give such a chilling look amazed him.
Bakugou knew he could say yes and walk off as if he owned the place. He knew he could spit the fact straight into his face- claiming that icy’ hot and himself had nothing in common. He could do everything to avoid this whole thing generally- but not even Bakugou was that cruel. He knew where to draw the line and when to joke around. He knew when to mess with people and when to help them. He also knew when to make fun of others until they wanted to rip their heads off and when to comfort them.
“No” he replied shortly, playing it off cool with a glance to the side and putting his hands in his pockets “LIke I said half’n’half- I’m not that kind of person” he huffed, accompanying the line with a sigh of his own. Todorokis glare softened out to something that looked like curiosity. His poker face was definitely not working all that well today. He then opened his mouth to argue with Bakugous statement but the blonde held a hand up to get him to shut up again. “I'm not- yeah I'm a bit rude and shit but Iknow when to time it” he grumbled and Todoroki didn’t seem to have any sort of argument to that
“Oh,” he mumbled, averting his gaze and nodding to himself. “I…” he paused and looked at Bakugou again as if to confirm what he was saying was true or not “I suppose we have that in common then. Good night Bakugou”
With a small bow of the head and turn of the heel, the slightly taller male disappeared through the common room in the direction of the staircase that went up to the rooms leaving the blonde all alone by the empty couches.
He blonde scoffed quietly before a small smile passed his guard and slipped onto his face. He got rid of it the moment he caught himself in the act. At this point, he didn’t even remember why he came down here and ran into Todoroki in the first place. Hell, he didn’t even remember what it was that started the conversation they had had.
“Right. Night half’n’half” he mumbled to himself before heading to his room again.
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“No, you’re not allowed to change the groups. No, you’re not allowed to change cabins unless there’s a medical reason or valid, approved by a teacher reason- so ‘I don’t like him or her’ isn’t a reason. No, we’re not switching the groups up through the trip. Yes, it’s during your vacation so we will go easy on you- for legal reasons- but that doesn’t mean this is a free trip. We’re going there to learn about different fighting techniques that they use around the country- so you’re prepared no matter where you are” Aizawas tired voice echoed through the silent classroom, his eyes glancing over all the students. “You can ask questions after reading through the booklet I’ll give you in just a moment”
Bakugou stretched a bit. 3 of the 3rd year classes were gonna go on a trip to learn about other heroes from different places who had taken down dangerous villains from different places in the strangest possible ways. The countryside was one scary place.
The trip would be a week-long, plus two days for traveling purposes. That was the shorter version of the whole plan. All meals and such would be taken care of by the school, along with a place to stay and travel. The things they decided to bring along was entirely up to them
“Iida- could you help me out here?” Aizawa asked, flinching a bit at the class rep who was already standing in front of him with his hands out to take the booklets. He cleared his throat before handing off the booklets to him. “Now, the groups are already in the booklets but ILl read them out anyway just in case any of you can’t find it-” his gaze shifted to Kaminari, Ashido, Kirishima and Sero who all immediately looked another way “wouldn’t surprise me” he added, grabbing a piece of paper that was on the desk in front of him. The names were read out loud, accompanied by the hectic flipping of pages to find the groups before their names were yelled out.
Bakugou found the page with the names of 3A just as Aizawa finished up with Group 4
Group 1: Mina Ashido, Kyoka Jiro and Momo Yaoyorozu.
Group 2: Tsuyu Asui, Ochaco Uruaraka, and Toru Hagakure.
Group 3: Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari and Minoru Mineta
Group 4: Fumikage Tokoyami, Mezo Shoji, Izuku Midoriya
Group 5: Mashirao Ojiro, Koji Koda, Rikido Sato, Yuga Aoyama
Group 6: Tenya Iida, Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima, Shoto Todoroki
(Groups 6 and 1 will be working together during the day, Group 5 and 2 will be working together during the day, Group 4 and 3 will be working together during the day)
Bakugou could feel the headache coming as he stared at the group of dumbasses- Group 3. Oh, the shit they would get everyone else into was already eating away at his sanity. As he glanced over the page again to make sure he hadn’t missed any extra names, a hand slammed down on his table.
“Oi!” he hissed and looked up at the culprit who was none other than his (best friend) Kirishima who just grinned back down at him, his sharp teeth as shiny as always “What the fuck?” he huffed out letting the glare drop from his face
“We’re in the same group!” he exclaimed in an extremely excited tone. Bakugou wasn’t gonna lie, he was actually quite happy with his group. Having Kirishima there wasn’t a bad thing either so he didn’t see the problem. Well, except for the whole ‘curiosity about Todoroki’ thing he had going on everything was fine.
“Yeah- I can read- and hear” the blonde replied before rolling his eyes at the starry-eyed redhead who was now in front of him. He also glanced over at the clock on the wall to see that it was their daily five-minute break they got between two continuous classes.
“I think our group will be doing pretty well- we’ll definitely rank top 3 at least! Of all the groups of course!” Kirishima exclaimed enthusiastically (again) as he pointed at the page with the games and points they could collect throughout the week
“We’ll rank number 1- look at our group shitty hair- and then look at everyone else’s groups- there’s no way they’ll beat us” he grumbled softly as Kirihsima let out one of his signature laughs.
“I guess” he hummed. Kirishima had always been humble. So humble that sometimes it pissed him off. He had gotten better at taking compliments instead of denying them in the past year so kudos to him for doing that.
Deciding to use the red-haired male’s laughter as a distraction, he turned around a bit as if he was turning away from him- to look at Todoroki. The guy didn’t seem to react to the groups at all- is what he thought of first- until he saw the slightest of smiles flicker onto his face for a split second. So fast he was scared he started hallucinating for a moment. Then Todoroki looked up and right at Bakugou.
Bakugou- being the person that he was- thought of it as a staring contest and stared right back. He turned once he noticed the other blinking though and was happy with his well-earned victory.
The thing was, he could still feel Tdoorkis stare on him. The guy was staring daggers probably. Burning holes into his skull was also a possibility. Either way, Bakugou ignored it. For now at least. He was gonna get to the bottom of it through this trip and get the feeling of needing to know more away. That was his goal.
A goal he was determined to reach
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Their cabin consisted of two-bedrooms, one bathroom, one kitchen and one living room that shared the space with the kitchen. The first mission (As Mic had called it enthusiastically) was to divide themselves into smaller groups that could share the bedrooms. Roommates- was the term he had picked. Annoying pests that he had to share his space with- was what Bakugou decided to call it.
Group 6 had no trouble sorting themselves out, a mutual understanding of how the groups would be. It was also pretty obvious in the blonde’s opinion. He would share a room with Kirishima while Iida and Todoroki took the other room. That was the easy part. Who got what room would be a lot more challenging is what they found out later.
Todoroki and Kirishima didn’t really care where they had to sleep since it wasn’t really a priority of theirs. Well, not for Todoroki anyway- Kirishima was slightly too kind-hearted to let himself care. Bakugou and Iida, on the other hand, had started arguing about who got the left room and who got the right room.
The rooms were just up a spiral staircase that led to a mezzanine rooming two rooms and a short 7 by 2-meter hallway. To be fair, they all knew the rooms were identical- each room holding two queen-sized beds, two nightstands and one large desk with a mirror behind it. They also had a closet and a safe where they could lock away any valuables when out.
A pretty intense match of rock-paper-scissors later, Todoroki and Iida located themselves in the room to the right, getting the view to the beach and the two stores that were located in the area, while Kirishima and Bakugou ended up in the room to the left- getting the view to the other cabins since their room was pretty much nearly at the top of the hillside forest they were in and a part of the forest that lead down to the end of the beach that was a 10 minute walk away.
The second mission they had received from Mic who went around and inspected the cabins to see if everything was okay- was to make dinner. In pairs. Working together. One pair would cook while the others went out to help the teachers gather firewood. Obviously Bakugou had turned to Kirihsima again who raised his hands up in defense.
“I can’t cook so I'm out” The red-haired male had said with a shrug “Ill take Iida with me to go get some wood since...I think you and Todoroki would work better rather than you and Iida” he mumbled a little more quietly “No offense to you, of course, Iida” he added quickly as the taller male shook his head.
“None taken- I too agree with you” he replied with a sigh “I guess that settles it then-”
“It doesn’t settle shit!” Bakugou huffed out “Why do I have to work with Icyhot?” he huffed as the three others shared a look- Todoroki looking rather bored (as if he usually didn’t look like that) while Kirishima and Iida looked kind surprised but as they had expected it as well.
“You can’t work with them but you work a little better with Todoroki than Iida and I’m…. scared of you when we cook together so there’s that” Kirishima sighed softly gesturing to himself “You yell…like...a lot” he added as if it would help calm the blonde down.
It didn’t but it got him and Iida kicked out since he ‘didn’t need the other extras’ and he could ‘only handle the one that was the least bit annoying’. Todoroki had received a glare and nearly a knife to his face as he let out his own ‘but he yells all the time- shouldn’t you be used to it by now?’ comment.
And that’s how he got stuck on kitchen duty with Todoroki.
“So…” he mumbled, breaking the forever long silence that they had going on and glanced over at the other- pointing his knife he had used to chop up onions with at him. “What’s going on with you and Deku?” he asked, eyes narrowing.
“Is this how we’re going to be talking to each other now?” Todoroki questioned right back with a slight glare of his own before sighing in defeat at the disturbingly scary look Bakugou gave him “Why?”
“I'm just fucking asking cause the nerds all up in your space- on the bus too! What’s up with that?” he huffed as an explanation. It was true but he knew it wasn’t worth paying all that much attention to since Deku usually got all up in the personal space of everyone once he got to know them. Shinsou, for example, was a great example of what the friendships of Izuku Midoriya could do to a person.
“Do you like him?”
Bakugou scoffed, honestly shocked at the accusation before groaning. He decided to stare at Todoroki for a little longer to give him some time to come with the ‘haha jk jk’ line. It never came and Bakugou considered to turn into a villain for a split second so he could punch the living shit out of this guy.
“Yeah- I totally do. Like all my shouting and cursing and threats- Those are all signs of affection” he grumbled sarcastically and Todoroki had the nerve to shrug “he’s not even my type!” he hissed.
“Yeah? You could be in denial you know”
“I'm gonna give you two seconds to shut the hell up and answer my question” the blonde shot back, completely done with the situation and the conversation. There was another silence as Todoroki considered his options however when he shrugged and continued what he did before Bakugou had opened his mouth and asked him about Midoriya, Bakugou was ready to blow the kitchen up. That was until he actually did answer.
“No. There’s nothing going on between Midoriya and I” he mumbled as he kept his eyes on the chicken he was trying to cut into pieces. It was going annoyingly slowly. Bakugou would have yelled at him nad taken over if it wasn’t for the fact that his curiosity may or may not be gone by the end of the night. The look on Todoroki’s face- the look of complete and utter defeat- brought some sort of joy to him.
“What’s with that face? Did the nerd reject you or something?” he snorted, going back to his onions. The soft ‘today’s top 40 hits’ had stopped playing gin the back as it had gone over to one of Todorokis playlists. Or at least something of the sort since it was definitely not Bakugous. He didn’t play this type of edgy aesthetically pleasing songs.
“No” todoroki replied casually with another shrug as he handed the bowl of now cut up chicken to Bakugou “He’s cute...but-” there was a pause “No..hes cute- I’ve never actually thought about it”
“Gross- stop” Bakugou mumbled as he took the bowl from him and rolled his eyes “Save it- I don’t wanna hear your thoughts of dating Deku”
“You asked” Todorki replied with a huff and grabbed the rest of the onion to cut it up into pieces “Stop asking about me- what about you? What’s going on between you and Kirishima?”
“None of your business” he spat out. Honestly, he wasn’t gonna stand there and answer any of the questions he decided to throw his way, but there was something about this ‘I told you now you tell me’ look that Todoorki had apparently mastered in that forced his mouth to move “We’re…” he groaned “Shitty hair and I are best friends” Now that he thought about it, the groan might have made him misunderstand. He hadn’t groaned because he liked Kirishima. He had groaned because saying best friends was something he never did- this was a matter of pride. Luckily for him though- Todorki wasn’t as stupid as he thought and understood without words having to be shared
“Just best friend or best friends who are dating?”
He took it back. Todoroki was an unintelligent bastard who ranked number 3. Piece of shit.
“Oh my god- we’re friends! ” he exclaimed, stabbing the chopping boards much to Todorokis protest “Only friends” he added, raising his index finger up and giving him a warning gaze “Shut up”
“I honestly thought he was just your type” Todoroki mumbled, clearly disappointed at the chipped part of the chopping board before shaking his head “What even is your type?” he added the additional question when he noticed Bakugou was gonna say anything. The blonde grumbled.
“I’ll tell you if you tell me” he huffed and crossed his arms (which was dangerous since he was still holding onto his knife that he had ripped away from Todorkis hands seconds ago and nearly stabbed himself) “Plus any additional question”
Now, for some reason, that seemed to throw him off guard for just a second before a smirk rolled onto his face making Bakugous stomach drop. It actually made him want to awkwardly retreat into the bathroom and just chop the damn onions in there.
“Figure it out through the week we stay here and I’ll answer any questions you have- no lying” the younger mumbled, face going back to a bored state “If you cant though- you have to answer all questions I have”
“Why the hell would I agree to that? I'm not even interested in any of your personal relationship shit drama-” That was a lie and Bakugou knew it. Tdooroki didn’t though so it didn’t matter.
“Oh…” the other replied and smiled a bit, nodding to himself “Sharing personal stuff can be frightening. I completely understand” he chuckled softly, returning his gaze to his own chopping board as he finished up with the onions. “You can chicken out if you-”
“Shut the fuck up for a second- Chicken out? Who the hell is chickening out?” he growled at him before stretching his hand out for him to shake “Its a deal”
Todorokis’s hand was surprisingly soft. And warm. And just about his size despite the other being taller. This-...This truly made him happy. The deal was probably the dumbest shit he had ever gotten himself into, but he believed in his skills enough to do it. Besides, he already knew about how the other felt about the green-haired piece of shit in their class
“We need some rules,” he said as he washed his hands in the sink (Onion juice all over wasn’t the greatest thing he had ever come across) “Since this is now an investigation- I get to ask some questions” he mumbled as Todoroki paused again, glanced out the window before nodding
“Alright. But I get to refuse to answer some if I wish- Oh and I get to lie too” he hummed and frowned a bit “You have seven days- unlimited amount of questions and observation skills” the way he said ‘observation skills’ made it sound as if he doubted he could do it. This only pumped Bakugou up even more
“What? You expect me to not be able to see through your poker face when you lie? Fine- but you have to answer at least 5 questions truthfully every day”
“Alright. I don’t have to tell you whether I’m lying or not”
“Deal”
“Deal”
Bakugou had to wash his hands again. The whole of him smelled like onions
“I have one more question before we start,” Todoroki said and looked up at him. The way his eyes had some sort of hope that Bakugou wasn’t used to seeing in him, made it hard to refuse so he gave him a small nod “Does Kirishima know that you’re gay?” he asked, voice going soft all of a sudden
“Yeah” Bakugou replied honestly. Kirishima had known for a really long time- almost since they first became friends. Bakugou had been incredibly thankful that he had accepted him just like that and even tried to help him out getting his thoughts in order (even though he refused to have some venting about boy’s session with him and told him to not) “Why? Doesn’t Deku know about you?”
Todoroki shook his head a bit and let out a sigh.
“Are you worried?” the blonde found himself asking, a feeling of pity falling once the other didn’t respond “Look- I’ve known Deku for forever- the guys basically a very annoying part of my life now- the one thing about him that isn’t so fucking annoying is how quick he is to accept people. Unless you’re a villain of some sort and murdered hundreds of people- he’ll love you the same” he mumbled. And it was true. Midoriya was one of the people in his life that fascinated him when it came to stuff like this. It was almost amazing how quick he was to understand people and talk to them about the things they desperately needed to talk about without getting judged. He was pretty sure if hero wasn’t the number one of his list of jobs, a therapist would be “You got nothing to worry about” he sighed, glancing over at the younger male who seemed frozen still as he listened to his little speech.
“Thank you” he mumbled once he snapped out of it.
“Now you gotta answer six questions honestly daily” he snickered to lighten the mood. This was his way of saying ‘you’re welcome’
“Seems fair”
“Now let’s quit the chit chat and get this curry finished up” he exclaimed loudly and stretched, cracking his back as he did so. He was gonna lay off the questions for the day- but that wouldn’t save the guy for the next.
With a grin, he cracked his neck and looked over at Todoroki who was reading through the recipe on his phone.
He was gonna Sherlock Holmes the hell outta this and win the right to ask him the questions (Only to murder his curiosity of course)