~+ 𝐖𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 +~

𝟙𝟟 . ✌️🥰

(( longest chapter sorry ))

The whole room let out breaths of air as they looked to todoroki who took in a deep breath of air, letting it out slowly. Bakugou smiled huge. He's breathing.

"Okay Let's get him to the hospital." The head medic said. The second medic turned the defibrillator off and packed it up putting it back on the stretcher. The other one removed the shirt he cut completely. The two rolled Shoto on his side while the other slid a yellow stretcher underneath rolling him so he was now on his back.

The two took either end counting down from three before lifting the stretcher up, Sho's arms dangling over the side. Placing him on the bed. Putting a blanket over his legs and chest, his arms above him while being strapped down. One placed an oxygen mask over Shotos mouth and nose before pushing him toward the door rather fast.

Bakugou was running after them, just next to the stretcher staring at the boy he just shouted he loved. It felt good though he wished he heard it. The medics pushed open the door slowly getting it down the stairs. Everyone was now outside seeing the ambulance just past the gate. Bakugou was still close with them as they were pushing the wheels in a bit to make it easier to get Todoroki in the van. Though a hand was placed on his shoulder.

He turned around to see Mr Aziawa looking at him with a soft expression. The sadness in his eyes, but also relief, relief he was alive and breathing. "Will take my car, they won't let you through anyway, when they get to the hospital." he said, just above a whisper. He looked away from his teacher, seeing the male with no expression. It was almost like he was sleeping. But then he was gone. The door closed. And the last medic entered the passenger side of the van.

It was muffled, his world was crumbling, the sirens were like a far of distant noise, like they didn't matter. But they did, his lover was inside. And with every passing moment he was getting further and further away from him. The world became slow motion. Moments he spent with the boy came flooding back into his mind, though one stuck out more than others.

Six months ago

The two were alone in the kitchen. Todoroki was making pancakes and the blonde was the only one awake at the time, standing next to the fridge, leaning on the wall as he had his hands folded over his chest. Staring at the male who was hard at work. Though he was looking at him with amazement and joy. He knew he liked the guy, but Todoroki obviously didn't like him back, at least not the same way.

"Are you just going to stand there staring the whole time or do you want to help me?" came the soft calming voice, who flipped a pancake while he spoke.

Bakugou just grumbled in response as he pushed himself off the wall, walking towards the boy. Each step he could feel his heart beating faster by every passing second, how much has he fallen for this guy.

"Here you take the spatula while I grab another plate, cause it seems I may have made too much batter for one plate." chuckled the boy slightly handing the utensils to the teen, their fingers brushed against each other slightly. Both had a small dust of pink spread across their cheeks.

Taking the tool he stood by the pan watching the small circle of patter cook, one side was already flipped so he saw how fluffy and golden it was, and it smelled amazing. He looked over to see the male bending down under the sink next to him looking inside for a plate. As he leaned in and grabbed it he swung his body as he was now facing the blonde, standing up though miscalculated and ended up just merintches away from the boy's face.

It was like the boy moved slowly to the blonde as he stood up, his eyes widened as his cheeks burned, he spun around so he was now looking back at the pancakes, clearing his throat he spoke. "H-How do i know when these are ready." he stuttered, he cursed himself for stuttering. Never before has he stuttered.