Are You My Someone? {TodoBaku}

chapter 13

Todoroki's p.o.v.

"Stop being a damn sore loser, deku. And draw your 16." Bakugou said, annoyed at Midoriya who was currently stressing out.

We're playing a game of uno. And I don't know how to play. I saw Midoriya put down a draw 4, so I did the same with mine. Bakugou also put down one after me, so I guess I'm doing something right? Shinsou put down one too, and it is now back to Midoriya. I guess it's a bad thing to have to draw that many cards....

"This isn't fair guys, you teamed up on me." Midoriya wailed. Tilting his head back in despair.

"In my defense, I don't know how to play, so I was just following along." I state, and received surprised stares from all three. "What?"

"You didn't know how to play, Todo" Shinsou says, then starts to laugh. The others chuckling along.

"Doesn't Midoriya still have to draw 16 cards?" I asked.

"Thank you, I almost forgot." Bakugou says, slapping my thigh. I rub it after. "Pick 'em up, Deku." He says with a smirk.

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We all sat on the couches, and watched a movie.

I was crying. Yes, crying. Why? Well, we were watching a movie called UP and I've never seen it before. It was sad what happened to the old guy.

"Icy-hot, stop crying." Bakugou says, wiping my tears. He's been touching me a lot tonight. Not that I mind, it's just a change of pace. I like him a lot, so I'm glad I'm making some sort of good impression.

"But what if that happens to meeeeeee." I cry in his arms. Midoriya starts to rubs my back, while Shinsou had his head in Midoriya's lap.

"I doubt that, Todoroki. You'll be fine." He say, soothingly. He has a parent-like voice.

That was weird to think.

I stop my sobbing and walk to the kitchen. Acting as if it was my own house. I go to the fridge and take a bottle of sake. We got the smaller bottles since I rarely drink alcohol.

I pop it open and take a swig, sighing with satisfaction. Bakugou walks up to me, "can I have some." I was confused but gave him the bottle anyway.

"This is a indirect kiss. Ya know?" I say, blushing a little looking off to the side then back at him. He heats up and downs the bottle.

"Shuddup, you bastard." He says. He hands the empty bottle back to me, and walks back out.

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Bakugou and i waved Shinsou and Midoriya off as they stepped into the cab.

We decided it was best if they go back to Shinsou place and I stay with Bakugou, after Midoriya and Bakugou had got drunk.

Real lightweights.

Me and Bakugou walk back to the apartment. My arm around his waist, and his arm around my neck for support.

"You can leave. Todoroki." He says, softly but slurred together.

I've observed that he's the quiet and touchy drunk. Complete opposite of what he is when sober.

"No. I think I'll stay and sleep on the couch." I said, opening the door for him to walk in. "You can take a shower in the morning." I close the door behind me.

I see Bakugou wobbling but before I could catch him-

He fell.

I pick him up, bridal style, and take him to his room. "I'm sleepy.." he mumbled into my neck.

"Good."

I place him down on the bed and take off his socks and pants. "Is this good or will you be too cold?" I ask, but when I looked back over to him he was knocked out. I sigh.

"Come get me if you need anything." I whisper, and walk out leaving the door cracked.

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Bakugou's p.o.v.

I don't know what woke me, but it was just too damn cold. I wobble over to my closet.

My head heavy.

My eyes foggy.

And for some reason, I was really hungry.

I pick out a hoodie, and longer boxers. And pull on some tube socks too, I cautiously walk out of my room.

It was quiet and dark.

But once I made it to the living room the eerie feeling I had before went away once I saw him laying there.

Todoroki was peacefully asleep on my couch I walk over and graze my hand over his cheek. His eyes slowly opened, and I was meet with gorgeous hetero eyes.

"Hey.." he says, his voice was husky and deep.

Very sexy|

Anyway.

"Scooch." I say, moving onto the futon-like couch.

"Ok?" He says, confusion lacing the word.

I turn to face him, our faces inches apart.

"Why me?" Is all I say.

I think we're the same.

He looks like he's about to ask why, but then stops himself.

"Because..." he looks for the right words. "You intrigued me... and that made me interested in learning more about you.." he says, slowly. Like he was trying not to mess up.

"Hmm. Ok." I turn the other way, blushing intensely.

I could barely form words, and I've made it this far that it would be too embarrassing to just get up and leave. These feelings this man is giving me are all too familiar, and that scares me. I've been hurt before, but that was my fault. I have no reason to fear fucking love so why am I so hesitant. I know I like him or am at least attracted to him. So why is all this thinking involved. It's not like I'd live the rest of my life with him if we end up dating.

I hear him lightly snore, and slowly snuggle back into his chest.

Right?

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