Todobaku - Little Space

Good As Gone

Bakugou POV

It's been a week since the incident. Deku and I have gone back to how we where at the beginning of the year and no one has seen or heard from Half-N-Half since then. Aizawa was getting concerned and had the class explained what had happened that night. I get a flashback to what I said "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!" I feel the guilt wash over me. I can't believe I said that, sure I was mad, but me blaming him was too far. After class I make my way to Icy-Hot's dorm and knock, no reply; I knocked a couple more times before letting myself in, since he forgot to lock the door. He wasn't there, I scream and the rest of the class entered the empty room. "That bastard!" I said slamming my hands on the desk, that's when I noticed a slip of paper under his desk lamp. I pulled it out and read it:

Heading home, don't know when I'll be back. Sorry for all the trouble I caused.
-T

"He's gone home," I said to the others. They all returned to their previous activities while I stayed in Todoroki's dorm. I'm the reason he ran off and the guilt was swallowing me whole. After closing and locking the door I look under his bed and grab the teddy bear. I held it close to myself as I curled into a ball on bed that belonged to Half-N-Half and began to tear up "I'm sorry Sho" I mumbled as I drifted off into a light sleep. By the time I wake up it was already dark and I clock informed me that it was eight at night. I'm still in Icy-Hot's room and if I'm being completely honest, I don't want to leave. I tired calling him to no avail, so I began looking around his room for something I could use that'd help me get a hold of him. As I scan the room with my eyes I noticed a small notebook that said "Important Numbers" on it. I open it and call his sister.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Fuyumi Todoroki? I'm a friend of Shoto"

"This is she"

"Great, is Shoto with you? I've been having trouble contacting him all day"

"Yes, he's here. Let me put him on the phone" Fuyumi's voice was now replaced by the runaway.

"Hello?"

"Please, come back"

"Bakugou?"

"Who else would it be Icy-Hot?"

"Why should I come back?"

"Because the class is worried about you"

"Mhm"

"I'm worried about you"

"Like I believe that for a second"

"Would someone who wasn't worried look around your room to find a way to contact you even if it meant calling your sister?"

"Fair point"

"Please, just come back. I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of what I said."

"You're sorry? I think that's the first time I've ever heard you apologize" he chuckled. I told him to shut up and get his ass back here; he said he had to do a couple of things at home than he would be on his way. Once the call ended, I laid back on the bed a smiled. It was about an hour later when the dorms bursted into joyful yelling, Half-N-Half's back.