Triad

6

"Um, Bakugou?" A voice called through the office door just as the two occupants were righting their clothes.

"What?" Bakugou snapped in answer.

"Your shift's over." The voice responded. It sounded like Kouda, one of Bakugou's Beta coworkers who was also a U.A student.

"Yeah, I know." Bakugou replied. "I'm fucking leaving."

"You might wanna go out the back, Mineta's working this shift too." Kouda offered.

"Yeah, okay. Thanks." Bakugou huffed, grabbing his stuff and turning on the fan that sat on the top shelf. "I'm so getting fucking fired." He grumbled to himself.

"Who's Mineta?" Midoriya asked.

"A pervy ass grape juice midget." Bakugou answered. "If he sees us he'll run off and tell every-fucking-body."

"Grape juice midget?" Midoriya repeated in confusion.

"Don't worry about it. Just get your skyscraper ass out the back door. How did you even get here?" Bakugou replied, peaking out to see if anyone was around.

"I took the car, they should already be out back." Midoriya answered. "I hadn't expected to stay in Tokyo so I guess I'll have to buy another for myself."

"They make shit big enough for you to drive?" Bakugou asked, eyebrows raised. Midoriya nodded. Well, you learn something new. "Let's go." Bakugou ushered him out the office and towards the back door, his eyes on the front of the store until they were safely outside.

Midoriya had not been lying, the crazy ass nerd and the icy bastard had actually bought a luxury condominium in Tokyo... just to be near Bakugou. Bakugou was resolutely ignoring that last fact and the way it made his stomach do somersaults. He was also sure his apartment could fit at least twice in the condo.

"What's the point in stocking up the fucking kitchen if you're not gonna cook?" Bakugou questioned.

"Shouchan and I cook." Midoriya argued feebly. "We just can't do much." Bakugou rolled his eyes, not really surprised. From what he knew Midoriya's mother babied him and Todoroki grew up rich, they probably couldn't do more than boil water. Hell the only reason why Natsuo knew how to cook was probably because he loved cooking.

"I'll cook then." He stated. "There's no reason to waste all this good ass food." He was resolutely ignoring how his Omega took this as the chance to impress not only Midoriya but his Pack too.

"I'd love to try Kacchan's cooking!" Midoriya responded excitedly, moving to sit at the island so that he could watch Bakugou.

Bakugou didn't pay him much mind, even when he heard Todoroki's voice from one of the interviews Ultraviolet Theory did filter through the open space. Even after he was quite sure Midoriya was recording him, he didn't kick up a fuss. This was going to be the best food Midoriya had, even Natsuo would weep at the tastes, or so help him he would be pissed off for the rest of his life.

Shouchan
He's cooking. He's in our kitchen... cooking

He is! Kacchan is amazing. He's got his determined face on

Shouchan
This is unfair, I want Katsuki's cooking too

You can have it when you come home. Maybe he'll make you a welcome home dinner

Shouchan
I'd like that

I'm sure you would, you glutton

Shouchan
Oh you're one to talk

Shouchan
I have to hit the stage soon, I'll talk to you tonight

Have a great show, I love you!😘