The memories of last night came flooding into Todoroki's mind. Regretful memories, he might add.
Why in the world did they have to drink so much? How in the world did they end up in the same room? What possessed them to take this step? These were questions forming inside his brain as Bakugou's voice was echoing throughout the house.
Speaking of the other individual who participated in the events that took place last night, Bakugou hurried down the stairs in his underwear.
As soon as he spotted Todoroki, he rushed, full-charge, at him, about to throw some hands. Except, Bakugou quickly realized something...
Todoroki was completely naked.
Bakugou stopped and quickly turned around in embarrassment from anger and from...well, you know.
"I would hide myself but it's nothing you haven't seen before!", Todoroki blurted. However, quickly realizing what he had said, Todoroki covered himself up immediately with some clothes he found lying around near them.
"YOU BASTARD! FUCK YOU UGH!"
It was quite obvious both of them hated—despised the situation they had gotten themselves into. They hated each other, they hated the room, they hated the drinks, they hated atmosphere around them, but most of all, they both absolutely hated how incredible they felt last night.
Quite possibly the most they've relaxed, let out and enjoyed time since forever. Deep down inside, both of them were thinking that the other was really fucking good at sex. Like exceptionally good.
"OH MY GOD LITERALLY HOW THE FUCK DID IT EVEN HAPPEN?? YOU COERCED ME, DIDN'T YOU?"
"Bakugou, you're literally the last person I'd coerce to fuck me—which, to clarify, I would never ever do. To anyone.", Todoroki responded.
"HOW...how much did we even drink last night...? I..?", Bakugou was seriously mad. He couldn't believe he let his mind and body be controlled like that. From a few freaking drinks!
...Okay maybe not a "few" exactly, BUT STILL!
"Okay. This is all really bad and I hate every inch of it but we're just going to have to forget about all of it. Just...forget about it. We were drunk and not thinking straight (no pun intended). I hate it so much but we have to go to school and we can't let ANYONE know what transpired. Do you hear me Bakugou? NO ONE and I mean no one should find out about last night.", Todoroki stated.
"HAH! Well, at LEAST we can agree on this one fucking thing.".
That ended things there.
Todoroki went and got dressed.
Bakugou did the same. In a room, very, very, far away from Todoroki's.
They ate breakfast on opposite sides of the table. At the very ends.
They were driven to school in very different cars.
They arrived to school at very different times.
They did not speak or make eye contact during this whole time.
They were silently hating.
And thinking.
Of each other.
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Fanfictionbakugou and todoroki aren't what you would call friends. something more along the lines of...enemies? rivals perhaps? unfortunately, they are the top two in their school and get partnered together a lot. i guess...it all started with a cringey lyri...
