The Cure to Katsuki

2

<< Hi and welcome to the fixed version of CHAPTER 2. Not gonna make a long note, just enjoy it. >> 

Bakugou and Todoroki sat at the big table for all of them to eat dinner. Bakugou watched carefully as Todoroki shyly ate his food, almost like he didn't want to eat in front of Bakugou. He stared down bowl the entire time.

"What's wrong Icy-Hot? You don't have to eat like that, I don't care." Bakugou said, looking confused. Why wouldn't he want to eat? Bakugou knew his cooking was top notch, so it definitely wasn't that

"Oh, it's nothing," He said, starting to eat faster but not sloppy. "By the way, why do you call me Icy-Hot?" Todoroki asked, slurping down the last of the soba.

"Just a nickname, I have one for everybody.." Bakugou said in a 'No shit Sherlock' tone of voice.

"Well, can I give you a nickname than?" Todoroki asked, sliding his bowl to the side.

"No!" Bakugou hated nicknames, especially cutesy ones like 'Kacchan' but he couldn't get the certain green haired fuck to stop calling him that. It was like a horrible habit. 

"Than you have to call me Todoroki." He deadpanned and said, the expression on his face more serious than it was meant to be.

"Geez! Okay, Okay. I'll fucking call you Todoroki, Todoroki." Bakugou put his hands up in a protective position, honestly it was a bit intimidating the way he stared.

"Okay." Todoroki smiled once again, although this one was bigger. Bakugou swore he could see just the tiniest bit of blush on his face, even though he could feel it creeping up onto his cheeks too.

"Has anyone ever told you how pretty your eyes are?" Todoroki leaned over in his chair a bit more, locking eyes with Bakugou.

"H-Hey where did that come from? And back off!" Bakugou covered his face and weakly pushed him away. He wasn't blushing, not at all! Definitely not, never!

"Ah, sorry." Todoroki got up from his spot at the table and took his bowl over to the sink, beginning to wash it out. Bakugou mindlessly stared into space. Thinking about what was even going on. He just made dinner for Todoroki, which he normally doesn't really do for anyone but Uraraka. (Again, part of the changes that are coming soon). But only because her round faced ass couldn't cook for shit. 

"See you.." Bakugou said loud enough for him to hear and rushed off into his room, leaving so quickly could be considered rude but he honestly didn't care. He was far too embarrassed to stay anywhere near Todoroki.

He sat on his bed and scrolled through social media, reading and paying attention to all the posts was getting harder and harder as with every picture something related to Todoroki would pop up in his head. He could just see his face around every corner of his mind somehow.

It was sickening to him, how did he get so damn invested so quickly? Whatever it was he might as well accept it, it for sure wasn't going away any time soon. Damn him for having this whole thing start over again. What's next? Butterflies in his stomach? Fuck it, something will happen sooner or later and it will all turn out fine.

It's not like he really cared anyway.

<< I have decided that the newer chapters are going to be short. That's it. I'm just deciding on it, so at least enjoy them being less cringy. >>