✍︎𝑫𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐✍︎ (ᴀ Bᴀᴋᴜᴅᴇᴋᴜ Sᴛᴏʀʏ)

✍︎Spill the tea, Katsuki✍︎

Todoroki Shoto is a lot of things. Class 1-A's pretty boy. Problem child number three. Endeawhore's gifted child. The list goes on.

But if he was asked to pick his most defining quality, he'd say 'petty'. If petty was a person, it would be Shoto Todoroki. If he had a yen for the amount of petty things he has done in his life, he would be twice as rich as Endeavor.

When he was eight years old, he made his room All Might themed and made sure his old man saw it because he was being more annoying and more overbearing than usual.

When he was ten years old, he maxed out Endeavor's credit card and crashed his car into a nearby tree all because he insulted cold soba.

When he was fifteen years old, he deleted Natsuo's minecraft world because said person refused to take him out to buy icecream.

But, he couldn't really say that this was one of the petty things he has done. He did this because he wanted to see his reaction. But there were many other ways he could have gone about this.

Okay, maybe he was a tad bit petty, but it was Katsuki's fault for riling him up.

So as Todoroki said those words, everywhere had gone deathly silent.

Then, Kirishima suddenly started having a choking episode on the floor. Ashido fangirled. The pancakes, the wide eyed Momo was making, burnt to a crisp, a small speck of flame positioned at the centre. The water Karminari was drinking came out of his mouth in sprays, and Sero was currently shrieking from getting some of the water in his mouth that was left open. Uraraka, Kouda, Iida, Sato, Ojiro, Tsuyu, Shouji, Mineta and Tokoyami all had their mouth wide open. Aoyama repeatedly mumbled 'sacre bleu' as he fanned at his face dramatically. Jirou's cup of coffee kept over filling, seemingly forgetting that she was pouring herself a cup as she was too shocked to even register what was happening. Hagakure....well Todoroki couldn't even tell what face she was making.

And then, there was Izuku who was trying to keep his level of shock on par with everyone else's own, but deep inside, he was freaking out.

He knew it! He had precisely told Katsuki that he had suspected that someone had seen them, but like Katsuki, he had brushed it off.

But he wouldn't have easily ignored it if he had known that it was Todoroki's balcony they were stood below.

Now he was unfortunately pulled into this mess.

Todoroki decided that now would be the right time to look at Katsuki. So, he looked over his shoulder, and if he was one of the few people who was still scared of his explosive nature, then he would have pissed himself.

He looked calm.

That wasn't normal.

He smiled.

That was scary.

He rolled up the sleeves of the long sleeve black shirt he wore.

Okay. That was normal, but still didn't erase the fact that it was scary as fuck.

"You have five fucking seconds to run, Icyhot."

Todoroki was already halfway across the common room, speedwalking to the elevator but not having an ounce of regret on his face. He had gotten the exact reaction he wanted.

Anger.

Well to be more specific, this type of anger is different. Yes, boom boom boy had different types of anger.

The 'I'm silently plotting your downfall' anger.

The 'I'm seconds away from blowing up your face' anger.