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.It was an unusually quiet morning; everyone in the Class 1A dorms seemed to be taking part in visitation weekend—or at least that's what Katsuki thought.
Right now, he was curled up in his bed, feeling down because he wasn't with his caregiver. He could have been, but his stubborn side made him turn down the invite, choosing to stay in his dorm for the week. He also could have gone home to visit his family, but his mom was busy with spring cleaning, and that didn't sound like much fun. No one enjoys spring cleaning.
He'd soon decide to get up and go to the kitchen to retrieve a snack, 'maybe that could help his mood?'
The dorm hallway felt eerily empty, and the silence only amplified Katsuki's sense of loneliness. The usual hustle and bustle of his classmates were replaced by an almost ghostly stillness. Katsuki's thoughts wandered as he stared at the ceiling, wondering if he had made the right decision. The allure of his caregiver, Izuku's comforting presence seemed miles away.
He was in between regression at this point, half of him wanted Izu, half of him wanted to just go back into his room and sulk. Who was he to bother that nerd anyways? But his hugs did seem nice right now.. No.
Bakugo's grumble turned into a sharp intake of breath as he collided with something solid. The impact sent him sprawling onto the ground. He groaned, feeling a mix of frustration and embarrassment, and looked up to see who—or what—he had run into.
Standing there, with an almost indifferent expression, was Todoroki. His mismatched eyes glanced down at Bakugo, a hint of curiosity mixed with concern.
"Bakugo, are you alright?" Todoroki asked, his voice calm and steady.
Bakugo quickly scrambled to his feet, brushing off the dirt from his clothes. "I'm fine," he snapped, his pride stinging more than his body. "What are you doing here?"
Todoroki raised an eyebrow. "I could ask you the same thing. You seemed pretty lost in thought."
Bakugo huffed, crossing his arms defensively. "None of your business. Just... leave me alone."
Todoroki didn't move, his eyes still fixated on Bakugo. "What were you saying about headspace?" he questioned. You couldn't blame him for being curious! Bakugo was a mysterious, hard-to-read figure. Not only that, but Todoroki might have had his own experiences with headspace.
Bakugo's face basically contorted, but Todoroki's calm demeanor didn't waver. "Why do you care?"
Todoroki took a step closer, his expression softening slightly. "Because I know about it, that's all. Maybe I could help? Are you an Age-regressor?" Todoroki had always had his suspicions about the other.. He may or may happened to notice the others antics, not only that but the back of the hem of the boys pull-up that was visible for him, the person behind him to see when he sat down.
Bakugo's eyes flickered with a mix of anger and something else—perhaps understanding. He avoided the question. "I don't need your pity," he muttered, though his tone had lost some of its edge.
"It's not pity," Todoroki replied, his voice steady. "I just want to help you, I am a flip myself, I needed an excuse to not come home anyways.
For a moment, silence stretched between them. Bakugo looked away, his mind racing. Maybe, just maybe, talking wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. But for now, he simply nodded, a small gesture that Todoroki acknowledged with a slight smile.
"What do you mean help?" Bakugo said before biting his lip. "You..You mean caring for me?" He'd say as he looked at the other to which Todoroki nodded. "Yeah, I'm presuming you don't have a caregiver?" He'd raise an eyebrow.
Bakugo was quick to respond. "No I do, it's just complicated right now. He's busy."
'Who's he?' Todoroki thought as he looked at the boy, feeling a bit puzzled.. of course he couldn't ask the other that though. He was usually blunt when it came to asking about stuff, but he didn't like it when people asked about his regression, so why should he do it?
Bakugo stared at the other, not really knowing what to say next.. he decided to be sharp about it. "So are you going to care for me now or what?" He'd say as he stared at the other. "I was trying to get a snack before going back to my dorm."
"Right, okay." Todoroki said, giving the other a small smile. "Let's get that snack then."
A small blush hinted across the blondes face, he wasn't really against or fond of anyone besides Izuku finding about his regression.. but Todoroki did seem quite safe, not only that but he did infact enjoy having people care for him when little. Being alone and little was tough.
Todoroki gently took the others small hand and clamped it into his own, now holding the blondes hand as he walked to the kitchen which only made the blonde blush more.. the fuzzy feeling was definitely intensifying by the others actions.
"What do you want to eat?" He'd say as he looked to the blonde. Bakugo stared into the cupboards before pointing. "..Cra'ers." He'd say before then turning to Todoroki.
Todoroki just gave a nod in response but inside his heart was bursting, who would have known the blonde could've been so cute? He rarely watched regressors as a caregiver, so this definitely was a positive experience for him.
He'd grab the box and then a plastic bowl before pouring the crackers into it. The crackers were bland and had barely been touched while in the cupboard.. I mean who could blame the class though, they genuinely didn't seem that appetizing. It must have been just Bakugo who had been eating them.
He'd then hand the other a cracker before grabbing the bowl and the blondes free hand and returning back to his dorm.
While on the way back Bakugo used his free hand to help himself nibble on to cracker, giving a happy smile to the other in return.
Once they returned to Bakugo's dorm, Todoroki had put on a movie while the other slowly ate.
Both boys felt reassurance in the fact they were both not alone and had eachother. Maybe this weekend was going to be good after all?
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Authors note; So sorry for there not being much Age-regression in this chapter! Future oneshots will be filled with them!
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