Remembered: A Poly Bakutodo x male reader sequel

Part One

"Katsuki it would be great if you would shut up for like five seconds"

"WHY AM I GETTING YELLED AT"

"Who's actually yelling here huh?"

You sweatdropped and made a mental note to never try to have your boyfriends pitch in to try to make sweets ever again.

Apparently Todoroki cannot cook to save his life, so that's the first thing that went wrong.

And Bakugou thinks that he's the best thing since indoor plumbing.

Pairings like this makes you wonder how you guys have lasted this long as a couple without trips to recovery girl.

All you wanted was to make a nice angel food cake for the little end of year banquet that class 1A is holding in the commons, but currently 2 failed attempts of cake lay sadly on the countertop.... With a third on the way.

You bang your head against the wall realizing that you had already used all of the ingredients and you couldn't (attempt to) make another.

....wait a minute

I turn back time -_-

You conjured up a blue hologram-looking clock in front of you with your quirk and turned back to 5 minutes ago.

With that all done you rushed forward and took the fluffy cake out of the oven before it was able to get burned.

'Damn I'm good'

"There was still 3 minutes left on the timer"

Mr. White Christmas was standing at the entrance of the dorm kitchen looking at you quizzically.

You glanced between the cake, to him, to Bakugou sitting on the couch in the living room.

"...just trust me on this one"

You heard a "tch" from the living room

"Didn't we tell you not to turn back time on us Clocky?"

You tried (emphasis on the tried) to look innocent

"Whattttt? I didn't do anything...."

Bakugou rolled his eyes and went back to his show.

You just chuckled and grabbed Todoroki's arm to drag him to the couch with you. You guys still had an hour to relax before you had to dress up for the banquet, so you were planning on taking advantage of being a homebody until then.

Todoroki had no complaints and followed behind you with no restraint, sitting down at his seat on the couch while you sat on yours.

"Y'know, the way that we go about our day makes me feel like our lives are just one big American sitcom."

"The fuck makes you think that?"

"I don't know... like the iconic couch... the constant arguments.... Pretty much the only things you need for the structure of any popular sitcom ever"

"He makes a valid point"

*nod* "he does wow"

There was a moment of silence for all three of you to let the thought sink in...

"Does that mean we only exist for entertai-"

"-THAAAATS enough of that for now, soooo what are you guys wearing to the party?"

The looks on both of their faces clearly told you that they had not thought about it... at all.

You facepalmed "seriously guys? It's in like 40 minutes now"