Noble and Pride [Katsuki Bakugo x Shoto Todoroki]

Chapter 27 : Yamari

But that wasn't just it. This was also seemed to be so wrong.

Shoto frowned, gloomed and Katsuki raised a brow, wanted to ask what was wrong but Shoto said something else instead. Katsuki was just cleaning himself with the extra cloth he brought as if he knew they would do that. 

"Oi, halfie. Use your magic on this-"

"You shouldn't...put so much hope on me, Katsuki," 

Katsuki's face fall upon hearing that, frustration and sadness were expressed but never anger. For a person who had a permanent scowl on his feature, Katsuki could never be mad if Shoto, if Shoto-

"You don't feel the same as me?" 

Shoto's lips quivered, his hands that were slowly, reaching for the buttons to finish doing his clothes halted. He felt so heavy, so hesitated to say them but he knew he had to. He had enough of his beloved ones suffered because of him. He didn't want Katsuki to through that. "I do, I do. I love you so much," Shoto confessed, eyes began watering again. 

Since when has he become such a crybaby? He would never let anyone see him cry yet he kept showing Katsuki his vulnerable side. He was so pathetic. 

"But we can't. I can't. How can I make you happy if my very being, is dying to kill you? I'm afraid of you, Katsuki. I'm afraid of your dragon self. I can't be with you if I'm scared of you. I'm so sorry, I'm so-" hopeless. Weak. 

"That's not a big damn deal," Katsuki simply said, a hand landed on Shoto's hair, ruffling it gently, and pulled the prince close to his chest. Shoto inhaled Katsuki's scent, loving the very existence of it. Loving the owner the most. "Don't you get it, Bakugo? I can-" 

"You won't. I know you won't hurt me. I'm not fucking weak, Shoto. That would never happen," a lie. Even Katsuki himself knew how dangerous and powerful the demon inside Shoto was. No way in hell Katsuki would win against it. At least, not without such a small percentage of success. "And about my half-dragon self, I'll push it on you. I'll fucking show you the true beauty us dragons hold, I'll fucking shove up your ass that you can also cuddle dragons like you cuddle those furry little gremlins," 

Furry little gremlins? Oh. "Cats are not gremlins," Shoto pouted. 

"So do dragons. I don't fucking care whatever reason that made you hella traumatized but I'll show it. I fucking will. You will have to since we're going to your fucking kingdom by riding dragons," 

Shoto gulped to that, eyes lowered down, and began playing with his fingers. A habit of his whenever he was nervous. Extremely nervous to be exact. He was still doubting this. He doubted that he wouldn't hurt Katsuki nor anyone around him.

"You don't have to accept me now," 

Shoto lifted his chin, watched Katsuki gave him a gentle smile. Katsuki looked so charming, so handsome. He really, totally, don't deserve Katsuki. 

"I'll wait for you, alright? Damnit. You better be lucky I'm spitting out these cheesy bullshits to you. I see the problem was only your fucked up of an old man, your demon, and your fear. You said you loved me. That's enough," it was far from enough. Katsuki wanted to claim Shoto but he knew he'll need to be patient. 

"As long as you're not doing this because you're fucking planning to die," Katsuki growled, the soft feature now gone and replaced with his deathly glare. Shoto blinked and smiled slightly, leaned towards Katsuki, and wanted to give him a kiss...but he paused himself. No, no kisses. No lovers doing. He was the one who decided on this. They're not mates. They're not lovers. 

"I won't, Bakugo. Not so easily. I can't possibly leave my kingdom behind," Shoto reassured.

"You can keep calling me Katsuki. At least do that. Then I can make sure what we have done wasn't a fucking dream," 

"It is indeed fucking though," Shoto chuckled. 

"Wiseass," Katsuki kicked the prince on his thigh. 

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Shoto and Katsuki walked to their rented home, though halfway there Katsuki ended up giving Shoto a piggyback ride since he could see how wobbly Shoto was when he walked. Okay, maybe he did go too rough on this prince. Not to mention Shoto was a virgin. Can you blame him? The omega you had head over heels for all this while finally letting you touch him, Katsuki couldn't control himself perfectly. 

The prince looped his arms around Katsuki's nape while the strong pair of hands owned by Katsuki kept the grip on Shoto's thinner thighs, making sure to not bounce the ride much nor disturb the already sleeping prince on his back. Katsuki could smell his own scents all over Shoto due to their previous intercourse. If only, he can make them permanently there. Whereas the gifts they won during the festival were placed in a sack, tied well around Katsuki's arm so the dragon king could carry Shoto on his back and this gifts in the same time.

Those dumbasses did say they can return home whenever they feel like it...and it turned out Katsuki ended up doing it before they even return home. Oh fuck. They probably would be all nosy about this once they got home and Katsuki wouldn't like it. Definitely, after Shoto only showing his insecurity to Katsuki. The alpha would never want to betray Shoto like that. He'll just say Shoto wanted more time and they did nothing but hang out...right. That'll be a fine excuse. Enough to not have their noses sticking into his business. 

"Don't be so kind to me..." 

A low murmur of Shoto's voice stole the ash-blond's attention, took a glimpse over whether Shoto was awake but the prince didn't. He was still sleeping. Katsuki figured he must be sleep talking. 

"Having you around makes me...want to be dependant. I'm afraid that, it'll make me weaker..." the mutter continuous and Katsuki could feel Shoto's hold onto him tightened. Katsuki tittered in response, turned to the side to look clearly on Shoto's sleeping feature. The prince was really beautiful. Katsuki just couldn't care much of how many times he had said it. 

His heart was beautiful too, indeed. 

"So that's how you live your life," Katsuki hummed, looking at the moon that trailed after them. He let out a sigh, foggy breath escaped his lips while so. Come to think of it, it was winter. But the intercourse session they had not at all felt cold. They were only focused on each other's warmth. 

"You'll live out the rest of your life just like how you want it to be, Shoto. I'll make sure of that," he promised, lips sketching a smile. He loved this dumbass too damn much. Too much that he was willing to do anything. He probably was the dumbass instead to let himself fall this much. But for Shoto, Katsuki wanted to be his everything. His comforter, his protector, his alpha. It may sound too much and he was putting too much hope on it. 

You shouldn't put so much hope, huh? 

Guess what. Katsuki was going to do the exact opposite. He was just that kind of guy. 

"How may I put up with your future bullshit, hm?"