Twerkulator ||todobaku||

chapter 3

Heroics training is one of Todoroki's favorite parts of school, if he were being honest.

He likes being active. He likes a challenge. And more than anything, he truly likes the rush he gets as he comes up with new moves and gains more mastery over his quirk. It's exhilarating. Getting stronger—becoming better at his quirk—is exciting for him. But it's all because it all means that he'll be a better hero. Better equipped to rescue, save, and protect.

So yeah, he really likes heroics training.

What has now become a problem, though, is the locker room.

The boy's locker room has always been a rough and rowdy place. The "wild, wild west" as Ashido calls it. Now, Todoroki doesn't quite understand what the West has to do with the locker room, but he agrees with the wild part.

Once, while he was waiting for Yaoyorozu so that they could go to the library together, Todoroki got to peek into the empty girl's locker room and found himself incredibly impressed.

Structurally, it's the same as the boy's locker room. Same paint. Same benches. Same in that sense, but it was...cleaner. It smelled nicer. Strange, vulgar, and confusing doodles are drawn and etched into the lockers of the boy's locker room. Quite a few of the lockers have fist shaped dents in them (courtesy of Bakugou). There's always random puddles of water to evade and someone (all signs point to Denki) have yet to claim a pair of underwear that's been there for at least half a year. Worse yet, there's a mysterious yet foul odor that wafts through the locker room if there's too much steam from the hot showers.

Besides that, there's a broken sink that has literally been shattered and another that just doesn't work. Toilet paper and paper towels also, oddly enough, do not last long in the boy's locker room.

So yes, very wild indeed.

But no, that is not why the locker room has become a problem for Todoroki.

It has become a problem because he now finds it incredibly hard to keep his eyes at a proper level. Specifically though, when Bakugou is around.

He desperately doesn't want to overstep and cross any boundaries, but his eyes just gravitate toward the other boy's body.

So, as another day winds down, the boys of 2-A crowd into their locker room, getting ready to shower and change back into their uniforms.

Todoroki keeps himself close to his locker with his head down and his eyes straight ahead, focused on the contents of his locker. He doesn't have much in it, but it's enough to not draw attention from anyone.

"Hands off Dunce Face!"He hears Bakugou yell.

And that causes Todoroki to turn around.

Kaminari has his arm slung around Bakugou's shoulders, grinning at the blond widely. "But Kaachan~,"He says, seemingly enjoying the angry look he's getting. "You did so well today. Even Aizawa sensei said so, why won't you accept my praise."

"Don't make me explode your fucking face off."

Yet Todoroki sees the way the tops of his ears turn pink.

Ah...so Bakugou does, in fact, like praise. Interesting.

No one else seems to notice the transition his ears have gone through, too busy changing or joining in to praise him.

Todoroki watches on, doing his best to not look too invested lest he get drawn into the conversation by the teasing Kaminari or the well meaning Kirishima.

"With the way you're advancing, I'm really interested to see what you'd look like as a Pro."Sero says, throwing his sweat stained training top into his locker. His comment, though coming across as a bit snide due to his tone, is incredibly genuine and Bakugou seems to hear that genuineness because his ears wane from pink to red.

"Of course you are,"He says despite himself. "I'll be number one!"

"Good job!"

Todoroki blinks blankly and all of his efforts to keep his eyes above Bakugou's waist are ruined.

Shinsou just slapped Bakugou on the ass.

Now, it's not entirely uncommon. Ass slapping, as Iida and Midoriya have explained, is a platonic phenomena practiced between individuals as a means for expressing enthusiasm. In some ways it's also used as a motivator, but Todoroki isn't quite sure how motivation is transferred through a slap to the ass.

He has never partaken in the practice, finding it more practical to either verbally express his enthusiasm or attempts to motivate or to just simply give a high five. He once hugged Asui, too.

But Shinsou slapped Bakugou on the ass.

And when the blond turns around, ready to rage at the blue haired boy, Todoroki's eyes drift down to his ass. His fat, juicy ass. It's round, perky and sits nicely in his briefs.

Offhandedly, Todoroki wonders if it jiggled under Shinsou's hand. Wonders how soft it is and how the blond would react if he did the same.

Ah...but they're not on that level of friendship yet.

Todoroki checks Bakugou out. He's been trying so hard to not to but finds his wherewithal completely gone at this point. So his eyes drag down to his thick, muscular thighs before back up to his ass where they settle for some time. Then, slowly, he drags his gaze up Bakugou's body. From his slim waist to his glorious back muscles, his broad back making the dual haired boy feel some type of way.

And then, Bakugou turns around.

Todoroki does not look below the waist and he's proud of himself for that. But he can't stop the way his eyes trail along Bakugou's stomach.

His abs are glistening with sweat and for a brief moment, Todoroki feels the urge to lick him.

What would he taste like? What would it feel like?

His eyes raise to his chest and settle on his pecs and—hmm, did he always have such a big chest? Todoroki never noticed before but now he's looking and he wonders when they became so...juicy as Kaminari would say. His "bakutiddies" as Ashido calls them, are enticing. But what catches his attention the most about them are how pink his nipples are. And how, as he wipes a towel along them to wipe the sweat, the perk.

With his attention so focused on Bakugou, Todoroki notices the way his breath hitches at the action.

Ahh, so his nipples are sensitive.

Interesting.

Yes, Bakugou is most definitely attractive. Incredibly so and the thoughts he had from lunch are finally and completely affirmed.

He knew he wasn't wrong. His eyesight is incredibly good.

"Todoroki-kun?"

Midoriya's voice finally draws him from his thoughts.

"Ah, sorry. Were you thinking about the training notes Aizawa sensei gave you?"

No. He absolutely wasn't thinking about the training notes he had received from their teacher. But Todoroki is not as honest and blunt as everyone thinks. Well, everyone but Bakugou. He knows him quite well, actually.

"Yes."He says, nodding through his lie. "I would like to work to improve my faults so that I can get better."

Midoriya smiles softly and pats him on the shoulder. "You will, you're an amazing hero in training. And if you'd like, I can go over my own notes with you too. We can strategize and come up with plans."

"Sure. Sounds fine."He answers as they walk to the showers, throwing one last glance Bakugou's way as he does so.