#1 In My Heart

Drunk

Todoroki POV

"Ugh what now" I whisper to myself, feeling my phone buzz in my pocket. I pick it up to hear a very drunk man on the other end.

"Shooooouuuuttooooo" the voice whines. "Yes?" I respond. "Cannnnnn you come get us pretty, prettyyyy, pleaseeeeeee". It's definitely Kirishima. Bakugou is a lot louder and demanding when he's drunk. I slide my chair away from my desk. "Where are you" I say as I stand up ready to grab my car keys. "Uhhhhhh I dunnnno....." the slurring words trail off.

"IDIOT. JUST SEND HIM OUR LOCATION" I hear on the other end. Definitely Bakugou. "NO DUMBASS. YOURE DOING IT WRONG. LET ME DO IT!" I hear the phone rustle. They're definitely fighting. "Fine. You do it then" Kirishima says with a slight giggle. Sigh. "You guys realize it's a Monday night right? Can't you go one day without getting plastered" I respond. Silence. Guess I have to go find them. I walk through the halls still not hanging up the phone just in case one of them starts talking again. I get into my car and turn the engine on. I drive around their usual bars hoping to see them stumbling about.

They always call me and I always end up taking care of them. I don't mind it. Since graduating, the three of us hung out a lot more. Bakugou and I took jobs at Endeavors agency right out of graduation so I saw him a lot. Kirishima took a job at Fatgums agency but he always stuck close to Bakugou. Endeavor ended up retiring to focus more on getting his family back. So he gave me his agency. Bakugou ended up creating his own agency. Kirishima, on the other hand, took a job teaching after a few years of being a pro. He said something along the lines of "Aizawa-sensei helped us become who we are. I want to have that impact on future kids" then Bakugou proceeded to call him "Shitty Hair-sensei" followed by "nerd".

These past ten years have been anything but easy. Actually, I started therapy to help cope with everything. Once I graduated, I realized I needed to work on myself. My therapist has helped me work through a lot of my family issues. It's been nice. We're all working so hard. I'm really proud of all of us from 1-A.

"THERE YOU ARE, HALFIE" I roll my eyes as I see Bakugou running up to the car. They're 26 but you'd never be able to tell. I hang up the phone that was still on the call with them for safety reasons. I pull over and watch the two very drunk guys fight for the passenger car door.

"Come onnnnnn, pleaseeeee, I alwayyyss sitt in the backkkkk" Kirishima cries out. "NO FUCK OFF. I GOT HERE FIRST" Bakugou shouts. Honestly I can't help but laugh. It's like nothings changed since we were in school together. It's a weird nostalgic, familiar feeling. It's like while everything keeps changing, those two stay constant. In a good way.

"THE FUCK ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ICYHOT?" Yes. The nickname stuck. "Can you both just please get in the car. I don't care who sits where, just get in before the paparazzi or someone finds you like this" I say calmly. Which just irritates Bakugou more. "Ughhhh fine" I hear a sad Kirishima say as he climbs into the backseat. "Can we get foooood?" I hear a tiny voice from the backseat. "I feel like a dad picking up two teenagers" I chuckle. "Fine. What kind of food?" I ask even though I know exactly what they're going to say. "How many times have we done this?!" Bakugous voice says loudly but not screaming. "You know exactly what we want" he looks at me, his red eyes staring me down. "You're right, you're right. Sorry I asked" I laugh as I pull into the nearest McDonald's drive thru. "FRENCH FRIES!" Kirishima giggles in the backseat as I watch him sit up.

Of course I pay for everything. I don't mind doing it. But like I said. I feel like a dad.

"I'm guessing you guys want to go back to my apartment" I look in the rear view mirror. "Mmmmmm yes" giggles a very sleepy Kirishima. "Kats" I say keeping my eyes on the road. "What?" I can tell he's looking at me. We have our own personal nicknames for each other. We only say them in private. But it's cute. "Are you coming back to my place too" I saw clutching the steering wheel. "OF COURSE I AM. WHERE ELSE WOULD I GO?!" "I dunno. Your place perhaps." I laugh again. "The both of you spend all your time at my place now." I say keeping the conversation going. "Ei. How you feeling back there?" I question looking behind me as the car is stopped. He ignores my question "Shooooo how come you never drink with ussssss" he's words still slurring. "I don't drink on weekdays" I respond. Honestly, I barely drink and when I do I make sure to never drink enough to get drunk. "I'm soooo curioussssss" he responds in a slight giggle. "About what" I question, this time looking over at Kats and noticing he's dozing off. Guess I'm carrying them to my apartment as well. "Howwww youuu are when yourrrre drunkkk" I can see he's trying to doze off as well. "Maybe one day" I chuckle as I pull into my parking spot.

"Kats, are you awake?" I place a hand on his shoulder. "DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!" He says with his eyes still closed. He's trying to find the door handle. I quickly get out to help the both of them. I open Ei's door first since he won't hit me. "Come on. I got ya" I say grabbing onto his arm. "Carrrryyyy me" he giggles as I'm already in the process of pulling him into my arms. I watch Kats step out of the car stumbling a little. "Ah find the door handle?" I question. "SHUT THE FUCK UP OR ILL MURDER YOU" He says loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I got pretty used to his outbursts by now.