It took the boys a while to look away from each other into the door. (Not as long as it took the author of this fic to publish another chapter but still).
Midoriya got up from the bed Todoroki had been laying down on, his face red from the embarrassing question Hagakure had just made. Todoroki just ignored it.
"Of course not" Todoroki began "I wouldn't want to rush our first time."
Midoriya looked away and Hagakure... well it's hard to tell what she did, but she was probably smirking.
"You told him, right?" The girl asked.
"Yeah."
"So?"
"So what?"
"So what happened?"
"Oh, you want to know?"
"Hell yeah I want to know."
"I don't really know either."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
The room went silent. 'What awkward ass conversation was this? Is God running out of ideas? Is the author just incompetent?' Midoriya did his best to keep his mind away from the question he really wanted to ask himself. Did Todoroki really...
"You two. Back to class" A raspy, tired voice echoed from the door "Let the boy rest."
Midoriya and Hagakure almost jumped in horror, but the laid down boy kept his vague expression. Aizawa is a scary teacher.
"Y-Yes, sir!" The two said, rushing away.
Aizawa, however, stayed behind, looking at Todoroki in the eye. He slowly closed the door and kept his voice down.
"Do you know why he's been so distracted lately? Is he plotting another crazy rescue or pointless fight again?"
"Just some personal problems. Although I wouldn't really call it a problem. It might be a blessing, really."
"Whatever. I was just worried."
Aizawa walked away, leaving Todoroki to his own thoughts. The silent boy looked at his hands.
"Damn, I did want to rush it" He whispered to himself "I need you... Midoriya..."
Moving on though because I'm tired of writing about Todoroki-
A few other fights happened that afternoon, but Midoriya didn't care enough anymore.
Todoroki.
He was all that was on his mind. Their weird encounter and their weird conversation. Hagakure truly was a mastermind at getting into other people's business, that's not to say she could ever be the UA traitor and be feeding information to the league of villains, haha, obviously not.
It was a strange afternoon. It was especially strange for our precious boy Kirishima.
"Bakugo...?" He asked again, fighting the urge to let tears escape his tired eyes "Please answer me..."
"We're keeping it a secret Kirishima. End of story."
"Bakugo, it's been months...!"
The blond seemed shaken up by this and returned to his aggressive demeanor.
"Shut the fuck up, Eijirou. That's enough from your bratty mouth."
The two boys looked away from each other, there at the subway station where they would always catch the same train and comfortably chat about the most random of shit all way long, there, they had their first big argument, and just looked away.
Not for long though, as the red haired boy went silent in return. Even smiled a little. He recognized Bakugo well enough, he knew him well enough to know.
"You don't like me."
Bakugo's eyes widened, he took a moment to look at his… boyfriend in the eye.
"W-Wha-? What the fuck do you-?"
"Oh come on, Bakugo, I'm tired too, you know? You don't like me, you definetly don't like me!"
Bakugo was silent, for the longest time, he wasn't listening to Kirishima, and this is what he got for it. This was all his accumulated feelings and held back thoughts. He was in pure rage, not an unnecessary one like most of Bakugo's were, he was in a rage because of his broken heart. A heart that had long been broken, but all the pieces were now shattered to a fine powder. All the pieces he thought Bakugo would glue together with love, had now been deemed completely useless by betrayal.
"Wh… What?" Bakugo said, his voice showing actual concern, something he didn't like to show, something he thought was a sign of weakness.
He didn't hide it this time.
"Call this a jealous rage or… or… whatever, man, I know you like him."
"Him? Who the fuck are we talking about?"
"Midoriya, you dumbass, and you must have used me as your little rebound guy for whatever shit shenanigans you two went through."
"What the fuck? Deku? I wouldn't date his dusty ass."
"That's what you keep saying. Oh Deku this, oh Deku that. Deku sucks, Deku's a nerd, Deku's a bottom, Deku's a part time stripper. That's what you want to believe!" Kirishima's eyes were red. Was it anger? Perhaps held back tears? "Not that he's a stripper, that he's worthless."
"Yeah, I understood."
The two guys looked at each other, the train had finally arrived at the station. The doors opened slowly and the boys didn't seem to mind it. Kirishima entered the train.
"Who's it gonna be?" he asked.
Kirishima stood inside the train looking at Bakugo in the eye. His own eyes were about to give in. He couldn't put up with it anymore.
Bakugo, on the other hand, stood at the station. He looked back at Eijirou in the eye. And smiled.
"I'm sorry."
Just like that, the train doors closed. The train moved along the tracks. It was time for a new station and a new story.
Perhaps Bakugo did like Kirishima. Perhaps Bakugo never got over Midoriya, he needed to sort things out, but he didn't want to hurt anybody else during the process.
"Perhaps… one day, you'll be back in my arms, Kirishima. For now, please be happy with yourself and with the great man you are. I do not wish to hurt you any longer." he knew the other couldn't and probably wouldn't listen, but this was Bakugo's wish. If he himself couldn't be happy in a relationship with the best boy in the world, perhaps it was because Kirishima deserved better (which he definetly does btw).
"Now, time to kill that damned nerd."
Author's Note:
Tee hee hee, this one took a few years.
Seriously tho I'm sorry I completely left this project in the dust, AGAIN. Pls don't compare me to YanDev I'm not even making profit out of this, I'm cryiNG
Now in quarantine though I had a little more time to think "wtf am I doing with my life" or "why do we exist". So it was time to distract myself.
Yes, of course I included Kiribaku, it's canon, don't @ me.
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FanfictionOur hero Midoriya has already fought real villains and been through a lot. Fear from the possible next enemy attack was always present in his life... It was the most predominant feeling in it now. Or was it? What is this other feeling he discovered...