♡ alone with an idiot all day ♡

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We go into a random clothing store and I start looking at some shirt racks.

IcyHot justs stands there besides me like he didn't have anything better to do.

I huff as I face him.
"Oi, look at me." I say, clearly startling him.

"What?" he asks me, his mismatched eyes widening a bit as his brow quirked slightly.

I stay quiet, concentrating.

His color pallette is very shitty . . .

He needs to wear something that makes all of his colors stand out but without it looking tacky-

"Like what you see?" he smirks, leaning his face down towards my own.

"Hell no." I scowl and turn away with a glare.

Cocky bastard

"What size shirt are you?" I ask him, looking through the rack again.

"Large." he says, more like in a mumble as he adjusts the bags on his right shoulder.

I hum in response, picking out a long sleeve that had navy blue and dark grey stripes on it.

Nah

"Help me look for some shirts for you." I tell him, hoping he wouldn't ask why but who are we kidding? It's Todoroki fucking Shoto we're talking about.

"Why?"

"Because the way you dress isn't good enough!" I snap, walking away to another rack.

He sighs and goes to check the other rack next to mine.

But for some reason . . . I felt something heavy in my chest.

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We're out the store with two bags of clothes, one for him and the other for me✨ but yet again he doesn't let me hold anything.

"Tch!"

"Is something wrong Bakugo?" he asks me, with a hint of emotion.

"You're not tired of carrying all that shit?" I ask him with a little less bite.

"No. But I think it's very considerate of you to ask." he smiles softly.

"Cut the crap, Halfy. No one else is around so talk like a normal person and admit you just want to make me look weak." I tell him, walking towards a place that seemed to sell boba, ice cream and other fucking desserts.

"What are you saying?" he asks me, opening the door for me.

I glare at him, not moving a muscle, my arms fixated beside my hips.

He looks at me questioningly, letting go of the door to a close.

"Stop. Opening. The fucking. Doors!" I growl, some sparks leaving my fists.

He looks at me in wonder, the smallest smile present on his stupid face.

"Bakugo . . . why does it bother you so much that I help you?"

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