Chasing Tinkerbelle (BakuDeku)

51 - Restaurant Nightmare

"Are you out of your fucking mind?"

"Probably," Ojiro admitted easily, keeping his back to the room as Katsuki grabbed the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around his waist.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Katsuki asked even though he had a sneaking suspicion that his mother was somehow involved.

"The hotel that we were supposed to stay at was overbooked so we came here," his brother explained with a sigh before he added, "I didn't mean to, umm," he cleared his throat, "interrupt."

"Who's 'we'?" he asked, glancing around the bed to find his little Tinkerbelle curled up in the fetal position, cowering beneath a blanket.

He considered telling him that it was okay to get up, but reconsidered it and decided to leave him there for the time being.

"Rikido and me," Ojiro said, raking his hands through his hair.

"Then why are you in my room?" he snapped, praying for his brother's sake that he had a damn good reason for barging in on them.

His brother shook his head. "We aren't talking right now."

"I see," he murmured, glancing back at the bed where Tinkerbelle had been seconds away from screaming his name.

"Anyway, I was hoping that you wouldn't mind switching with me. I figured they could share a room and I could bunk here with you," Ojiro said, sounding hopeful.

"You've been pissed at each other before," Katsuki pointed out.

Ojiro chuckled without humor as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Never like this."

"I see," he murmured thoughtfully as he looked from his brother to the boy curled up on the floor, trying to hide.

Two choices had been forced in his hands; sharing a bed with his brother or with the boy that he planned on doing a hundred different naughty things to during this trip...

"Yeah, that's just not going to happen," he said with a shake of his head as he reached out and grabbed his brother by the back of the neck.

"Wait!" Ojiro said, trying to reach back and slap his hand away, but Katsuki just ignored him as he steered his brother towards the door. "I'm your brother, you asshole!"

"Uh huh, that's nice," he said, reaching over and opening the door. He swung the door open and shoved his brother out of the room.

"Where the hell am I supposed to go?" Ojiro demanded with a murderous glare.

"Go beg for forgiveness," Katsuki suggested with a shrug, not really caring enough to get involved in his brother's fight.

"It isn't my fault!" Ojiro snapped. "He took all of the food that I kept in this trip and-"

"Yeah, you have fun with that," he said, cutting his brother off. "I'm going to go spend the night with my incredibly hot and adorable boyfriend."

"But-"

He closed the door on his brother's face and threw the lock with a satisfied sigh that ended on a groan when he turned around to find Izuku stumbling around the room, yanking on his clothes.

"What are you doing?" he asked after a minute of watching Izuku wrestle with his pants.

"Getting dressed," Izuku said with a grunt as he yanked his socks on.

"I can see that," he murmured. "Why exactly are you getting dressed?"

"Because I'm going home," Izuku said, roughly pulling on his shirt.