Change of Perspective (TodoBaku)

Chapter Fifty-One

Todoroki's POV:

Midterms start tomorrow.

"Let's just say that Bakugo is more than freaking out," I tell Kaminari as we look over at Bakugo in the kitchen. He's been cooking all day. He's baking later. We've studied and studied. I think we have everything down. Kaminari and I have just been quizzing each other, but I told Bakugo to calm down and do what he needs in order to relax.

Everyone has gotten the food they've wanted from Bakugo. After the whole Ojirou thing, everyone found out about Bakugo's depression. Just like I thought, no one judged him. In fact, they didn't even seem fazed by it. Of course, people let him know that he could talk to them. It pissed him off. But, they all related to him. Not in the sense of having their parents hate them, I could relate to that, but the anxiety and panic attacks. I mean, we're in a hero course.

Many of us have freaked out and broken down a few times. Some more than others because of other reasons, but it made Bakugo feel, um, I guess not alone. He didn't freak out about it after, well, he did, but not like breakdown freak out. More like, 'holy shit everyone knows and they don't really care that I'm fucked up'. His words, not mine.

"He goes in next week, right?" Yaoyorozu asks from across the table. A few of the higher ranking classmates decided to help out the lower ranking ones. Honestly, I think everyone has it in the bag.

"Yeah, he's ready to go already. He's met with the staff at the hospital already and all that, we're just waiting for midterms to end. We got this though. All of us, right?" I ask, already knowing that we all do. We've trained like crazy and studied.

We multitasked by quizzing each other as we spar. Outside of class we teamed up against people we usually don't spar against. It was pretty great. The person who surprised me the most was Kouda. He's quiet and closed off, seems less powerful, but damn does he use his brain. He's been training a lot with Shoji and Tokoyami.

"Halfie!"

My head shoots over to Bakugo who's moving around the kitchen. "Get over here," he says and I stand up, smiling apologetically before making my way to the kitchen.

"Yes, babe?"

I stand at the edge of the counter and he quickly walks over to me, wrapping me in a sudden hug. "Aww, blasty needed to recharge," Mina coos.

"Shut the fuck up or I'm not making your dinner or snack," he threatens, still hugging me tightly. It makes me feel soft. "Haha! Jokes, I take it back," Mina immediately says.

I smile and return the hug. Bakugo melts into it, and I feel good.

I've been talking to Bakugo. You know, like, how this has been affecting me. We found a way to work through it. Communicating, space, therapy. It's great. He took me to a therapy session with him and his therapist told us how we could benefit. Of course, communication is key, but also space. We were pretty much together all of the time, me worrying about Bakugo. I love being with him, and he loved being with me, but the therapist thought that some time apart during the day could be good for both of us. School didn't count as time apart. That doesn't mean we spent hours apart, it just meant that we weren't always together.

It wasn't a bad thing, not at all. We both agreed that it was a good idea. It's even more amazing when we finally end up together at the end of the day. Lying comfortably next to each other, finally holding each other. It's like a reward for getting through the day.

"You doing okay?"

"All this cooking is definitely helping, so, yes. Hell, I made so much, I might be able to feed class B," he says, voice low.