And They Were Roomates. (KiriTodoBaku)

Bang

"We're going on a date."

Todoroki checked his caller ID.
"Excuse me?"

"You fucking deaf, Halfy? I said we're going on a date," Bakugou snapped through the phone, voice distorted with city sounds.
"I'll text you details - wear whatever you want."
Todoroki couldn't even respond before the other hung up.
A date?

"You okay, Shouto?"
He found himself flinching at the sudden voice.
His eyes quickly caught with wide green ones.

It wasn't like it was awkward between him and Izuku. Yet...

"Yes." He snapped his eyes to the folders in Izuku's hands.
"Are those case files?" Standing from his desk, he reached out to take them.
"Yeah, it's the interrogation transcripts. You probably won't find much - but it's something." Izuku smiled, looking closely at his face.
Todoroki focused on not brushing their fingers, rather than Izuku's gaze.

"Thank you." He replied, slumping back down in his chair.
What should he wear?
"Something on your mind?" The other placed a hand on his desk, anchored.
"It's nothing." Shouto dismissed, trying to busy himself with the new files.

It was quiet for a little too long.
Reluctantly, he flicked his eyes back to Izuku - who was still staring - a slight frown on his face.
"I'm sorry, Shouto."

He sighed.
"It wasn't your fault. And you've already apologised a hundred times."
Why he can't release the tension in his shoulders?

"It's just..."
"I'll get over it."

Because that's how it is. He just has to wait for these weird feelings to go away.

...

Honestly, he was expecting a fancy restaurant,  a bowling alley or some other clique dating spot - certainly not this.

He eyed the ginormous skyscraper infront of him.
A business building? What kind of date could they possibly have here?

"Oi."
Todoroki had already heard the tell-tale stomps of Bakugou's hero boots.

"The date is here?"
He turned to find the other had his hands shoved into his hoodie pockets. He must not have had much time after his patrol as it was obvious he was wearing his hero suit underneath. The blonde still looked unfairly attractive.
Silently, he thanked himself for not turning up in a suit.

"What are we doing here?" Todoroki pushed, glancing again at the tall building in front of them. The other just huffed at his look.
"Get on, idiot." Bakugou smirked playfully, turning so his back was towards Todoroki.
"I would carry you in my arms like the spoilt princess you are - but I need my hands." The blonde continued, taunting.
"I'm not a spoilt princess." Todoroki huffed, cautiously walking closer to curl his arms over Bakugou's shoulders and easily lifted to wrap his legs around the others waist.
The position felt a little weird - he couldn't remember a time he'd been on Bakugou's back like this before.

"Sure thing, princess."
"I said I'm not-" Todoroki was quickly cut off when they suddenly went airborne. Bakugou used his quirk to propel them upwards. Instinctively, Todoroki tightened his grip - letting out a gasp of surprise whilst thinking of a thousand insults to spit at Bakugou once he'd put him down.

"People are going to notice!" Todoroki decided to shout instead, brushing his lips against Bakugou's ear so that his voice wouldn't be lost in the explosions.
Just as he did so, an uncontrolled blast shot them slightly off balance.
"Don't- Don't give a fuck." Bakugou stuttered, his ears colouring a little. Probably due to the drop in temperature - Todoroki reasoned - using his quirk to heat them both up a little. The wind rushed past his ears and ruffled through his hair - he regretted spending a painful amount of time trying to style it.