𝑭𝑶𝑹♥︎𝑻𝑯𝑬♥︎𝑺𝑨𝑲𝑬 ➭ 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝒙 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐𝒖

𝑰𝑵𝑽𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑫

They were still at it. Roughly devouring each other, sweating viciously from tension and heat. Their muffled groans and gasps were held within every kiss. Shouto stayed put, because he was obedient. This entire moment was like a hypnotising spell put on him, How could such moments be so addictive? Well, Bakugou was addicting. He was so beautiful, everything he did had no such flaws. And so, seeing the blonde above him making noises while sweating and caressing him was so mesmerising. So, alluring. Want wasn't the word, Need was the proper definition. He needed Bakugou. The way his crimson eyes stared at him, his touches and his words. "Bakugou" He said pausing and panting after they pulled out, The blonde gave him a questionable look. "Your hands, are a bit tight" He said, pointing at the calloused hand gripping his waist. Bakugou loosened his grip. They kissed once again, angling their heads just for flow. The blonde was towering all this time, he insisted on showing his role as top apparently. It was surprising how well this was going, no distractions and hesitations. Todoroki's hand tugged on Bakugou's tank top frequently, Eventually Bakugou noticed. They pulled out, panting and yearning for touch. Bakugou got off the other male and sat on the edge of the bed. "We should take a break" He said, panting while speaking. Todoroki pouted, though he understood that this was getting addictive, rest was mandatory. He sighed, "I understand" Before wiping the remaining saliva off his lips. This entire aspect had a mix of bitterness, sweetness and sourness. The bitterness being the fact that both these two knew exactly who they were hurting, themselves and her. Sweetness being the 'platonic' affection these two were spoiling each other with. Sourness, well, they haven't quite gotten to this point. This session continued until they both eventually agreed to call it a night. 

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The following morning; 
Shouto found himself awake in Bakugou's bed, head pounding insanely. He noticed that the blonde was already wearing his uniform, seemingly in a hurry. "I was gonna wake you up" Bakugou said, "But, you weren't budging" He added. They both acted as if it was normal for rivals to have a heated make-out session then suddenly wake up on one of their beds. They weren't dating, or together. They didn't know what to call themselves, clearly rivals wouldn't crave each other's touch. They were, Friends with benefits? That sounds wrong though, We'll have to find out now, won't we? 

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Aizawa's lessons were long and confusing. It was honestly surprising that most people paid attention. Shouto's gaze was fixated on the clock, he could practically feel the time moving slowly. Bakugou was two rows in front of him, jotting down small notes. Lately, The younger boy has been slightly off. He was late most of the time, skipping lessons at some point, failing tests that required barely any knowledge, he was failing. The Shouto Todoroki, one of the highest students in that class, failing without realising. Oh, how could he just let himself go. Surely, his rival would take notice of this, wouldn't he? Dark black eyes pierced into his direction,"Todoroki" Aizawa called out. The boy's head shot up and instantly looked over at his teacher. "Are you alright?" He asked, eyes still staring at his student. Todoroki nodded, "Yes sir" He mumbled. A sudden pause emerged throughout the classroom.  "I'll need you to stay in once the bell rings" Aizawa then continued with the lesson, keeping in mind that he needed to talk to that boy. Todoroki sighed, His mind couldn't pay attention, it was already loaded with intrusive thoughts that only he knew about. The bell rang, faster than he anticipated. Everyone but him and Aizawa stayed. "Shouto, You've failed your past exam and you've barely been training. You don't pay attention in class, you used to be one of the top students." Aizawa said, rubbing the crook of his nose in disappointment. "I apologise, sir" The boy said, slightly feeling guilty of his concerning actions. "Todoroki, I'm disappointed, And I know that you're aware of your actions. Tell me, What's the problem?" The student was silent, he didn't say a word. The lack of confidence he felt at that moment shocked him as well. "What happened, Todoroki?" Aizawa asked worryingly and concerned. 'Addiction.' The boy thought, Obviously he wasn't going to say that. The tired man sighed, "Shouto, I'm going to let your father know about this." was all he said before turning his back, leaving the student process in misery. "I hope you think about this" Was all Aizawa repeated before exiting the classroom door. Shouto's head felt like razors had pierced his brain into tiny little pieces, his guts clenched ever so tightly as his hands that were once eased and open, formed into fists. He felt like his world around him was burning, with flames. His head was sorrowing downwards, suddenly jerked up and he let out a shaky breath. The door swung open, revealing an unusually chatty blonde with crimson iris's, and a shorter brunette with a cute smile plastered onto her face. Bakugou and Ochako, one of the few people Todoroki had ever opened up to. The brunette noticed the sweat on Todoroki's face, meanwhile Bakugou just stood there watching his 'rival' frantically building up with sweat. "Shouto-kun, you're sweating quite a lot..Are you alright?" Ochako questioned comfortingly. Bakuou asked himself the same question. Shouto's straight frown suddenly turned into a soft smile, "I'm fine, Ochako" He responded back with ease. The duo in front of him exchanged side gazes at each other before speaking again; 
"You look stupid for someone who looked as if they were sobbing with their own tears" Bakugou scoffed at the male's sudden change in attire. "Ah, yes. Well, it's nothing to be concerned about. After all, I'm completely alright" He said. An awkward silence surrounded the room. Ochako let out a quiet nervous laugh while Bakugou continued glaring at the deadpanned boy. "Oh, Shouto-kun!" Ochako gleamed suddenly, She pulled out a finely wrapped something in her hands. "We bought lunch, and for you as well" She smiled. Seeing Bakugou's face suddenly soften, and hearing Ochako's loving, comforting words pained Todoroki. It pained knowing that he had to lie to two of his dearest friends. 

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The following evening; Shouto sat in his dorm, contemplating what he would say to his father. Ha, that was funny right? Because there's no literal way, Enji Todoroki would believe anything that came out from his son's mouth after hearing the news his Sensei had blabbered. In fact, Shouto wouldn't dare speak as he knew what would occur based on past experience. His breathing was slow and hitched and he panicked once again. The heart beating inside of his chest pounded. Why was everything, everyone so difficult? He always questioned. Never quite got the answer though. His eyes rolled over to gaze at the tumbling and turning rum (alcohol) bottle slightly underneath his bed. Carefully, he approached the bottle and grabbed it. It was empty. Suppose he'll just have to 'borrow' some from his house. What was he gonna do now? Well, he will simply just need to go without the poisonous liquid for a change, just for today. Todoroki's favourite thing to do, since he was a complete loner, was to chug down a bottle of rum in peace. His foggy mind silently waiting for signs of dizziness and poor vision. Did he enjoy pain or irritation? God, no. But did he continue to make himself feel like utter shit? Absolutely.