Todoroki's pov
"From what I've heard, it sounds like you two stayed home last night instead of going back to the dorms?" We both nod our heads and Amy continues, "When do you plan on returning?"
"Today," I quickly responded. Bakugo sends me a look before nodding his head...wonder what that look was for. He had his eyebrow raised and looked like he was going to say something before he shook it off...
"That's quick. You return to school Tuesday, correct? Aizawa told me he was putting you two and Midoriya in a group together for a project separate from the classes, any idea as to what it's about?"
"He said it was to help us get to know each other better...for Midoriya."
"Interesting...Bakugo you don't seem to be saying much..."
"Well, what do you want me to say? You said we were gonna get to know each other better and yet we're still sitting in this noodle shop, not talking about how to better our relationship, but on current living situations and classwork," he sarcastically replied, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.
"Well, what do you think we could talk about that could further your relationship?"
"I don't fucking know! That's why we asked to meet with you!"
"May I speak with Bakugo in private please?" I quickly say before she can comment on Bakugo's reply.
She glanced between us before nodding and exiting the noodle shop. We watch through the window as she walks across the street and sits down on a bench, pulling her phone out and swiping across the screen.
I lay my head down and sigh, Bakugo sighs as well, leaning even further back in his chair.
"Her voice is fucking annoying."
"Why else did you think I asked her to leave? That and the fact that you're getting snippy and we can probably resolve this better on our own."
"Hey! Don't call me snippy half n half!" He yelled as his chair slammed down to the ground as he leaned forward and snarled at me.
I sigh and look up at him, saying, "What do you think we can talk about to further strengthen our relationship?"
He grumbles and places his head on the table as well. "Hell if I know," is his response. Wise words, I should live by them. They're better than just shrugging at least.
"We should probably be more open with each other."
"Meaning...?"
"Meaning," I say as I sit up and turn so my body is facing him. "We should be open with each other. Like...what are your thoughts of us both dating Midoriya?"
"I'm fine with it as long as he is."
"Same."
"Well I feel closer already," he sarcastically replies as he copies my position, now fully facing me.
"Well...if we're both dating him, are we going to also be dating each other? We don't necessarily have to, but should we?"
"...we all had Hanahaki...Deku worst of all. Shouldn't he have a say as to whether or not we date each other since we'll be with him too?"
"I don't know. Maybe? I'm not good with this stuff."
"And you think I am?"
"You had better role models than me, I figured you'd be at least a little better."
"...ouch."
We sat in silence for a bit after that, just looking around the noodle shop. Really nothing too fancy if I'm being honest, red leather booths, chairs with red cushions on the bottom, regular wooden tables, literally nothing fancy.
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Hanahaki
FanfictionHello, My name is Izuku Midoriya and I'm dying from a disease called Hanahai disease. It's basically where there is a flowering plant in your lungs that slowly suffocates you and ends up killing you if the person you love doesn't love you back. Ther...