Cry a little to be fine ~TodoBaku~

Chapter 10: bet i could

TW // Very slight mention of paedophilic tendencies

Katsuki Bakugo

I woke up to an empty bed. It wouldn't usually seem that weird, but the knowledge that I'd been cuddled up to Shoto only a few hours ago left me worried about where he was. I was no longer ashamed to admit that I was in love with the boy, and that didn't bother me in the slightest. My worries about his location were halted when I saw him at his kitchen counter. He was frying something, so I assumed he was making breakfast. But I didn't bother looking.

I was too busy looking at his bare back, the way his shoulder blades were defined in it, not protruding like mine. They rolled everytime he moved his arm, and I swear I nearly drooled on his carpet. He wore an apron tied around his back, and looked a little bit dorky, but it was sweet. He was doing it for me..so it was sweet.

It was then that I realised that I myself was shirtless, and scrambled back to the bedroom to put my shirt on. I walked calmly out into the kitchen and cleared my throat. He spun around, and smiled a little at me, before getting back to his cooking. He bit his bottom lip as he carefully scooped up some bacon onto a plate, before lifting a singular sausage onto it as well. He pushed it aside and said "that's yours, eat as much as you want"

"Thanks..."

"It's fine, seriously. What do you want to-"

Before he could finish his question, there was a knock at the door. He plated his food up before going over to answer it.

"Mr Aizawa? Um...come in?"

Aizawa walked through the door, and I had to hold back a groan. He seemed a little puzzled by how well myself and Shoto seemed to be getting on, and if he was at all worried about Shoto being shirtless, then he never mentioned it. Thank god for the apron..

"Good morning Todoroki, Bakugo. I apologise for the intrusion, but I..wanted to check in."

"I see..well..." Shoto said, before filling Aizawa in on how much I'd been eating. He seemed pleased that I'd managed to eat a little last night, and was watching me as I nibbled on the bacon on the plate. I'd just learned that I didn't like sausages, so I'd pushed that to one side with a scowl.

"That's good, very good after only a few days. Bakugo, do you mind if I weigh you? It might be a little off since you've eaten something, but it shouldn't be too far."

"Yeah, whatever..." I said, stepping onto the small scales he lay on the floor. A rather pleasing number popped up. 51kg, three more than a few days ago. Not bad, considering I barely ate.

"This is good progress...and...?" he shot a look at Shoto, who just shook his head. Aizawa nodded, then left promptly, mumbling something about it being his day off. I just shot Shoto an annoyed look, and he said "he wanted to know if you were still cutting. I told him about that, I had to..."

".....fine, whatever..."

"....you wanna watch a movie....?"

"..yeah" I said, no longer annoyed at him. His nervously apologetic face was just so goddamn adorable, I couldn't stay mad. I just wanted cuddles and movies right now, nothing more.

And that's what I got. For the next six hours (minus a short lunch break) we watched three movies together. Two were about some killer clown demon thingy, and the other was about aliens that could hear any noise, so people had to be really silent. That was my favourite, it was really fucking intense. I hugged into Shoto when the mother stepped onto the nail, and was cringing when she screamed in the bathtub while giving birth. Fucking horrifying.