You Look Good In My Color (TODOBAKU)

II. Star Comparisons

"Todoroki is like a star."

Todoroki suddenly felt a hand yank him again from his table but now it's holding his wrist in his left hand tightly. Probably even bruising it. He winced when he felt it burn again so Monoma's using his own magic on him. That's why it really hurts.

He felt himself whimpering but managed to not break from his usual stoic expression. He wants to scream in frustration. But keeping his emotions at bay is almost a second nature. Hence showing no emotions even while feeling immense pain just felt so natural, something which Monoma didn't took well so lightly seeing that he even held tighter while the temperature of his hand raised up.

If Todoroki wasn't that immune to fire, his arm would probably have burnt marks instead of the simple bruises from the slytherin's tight grip.

Deku who gasped beside him was about to stood up to help him from a fuming Monoma who is now glaring, eyes burning just like his hands.

The students started to mutter loudly about the commotion even scampering around to have a better view at the scene but all that his mind can register is Monoma gripping him more tightly.

It's almost funny to think this is the same guy who was confessing to him doing this as if gripping someone tightly would make you look better in someone's eyes and will make them take back a rejection. He can't understand the guy's backward logic "How dare you ignore-"

"Fucking shut up already!"

Todoroki's heart leaped from recognizing the voice. Bakugo is now standing from his seat, arms crossed with the look of authority plastered all over his face.

Monoma felt confused to the sudden change of atmosphere as he noticed how the amused faces turned baffled then went concerned with a hint of fear. He decided to sass as he looked at the blonde slytherin "So what does a copycat but with a cheap version of my hair doing here?"

The air around them felt heavier.

A blonde slytherin with a murderous aura is now approaching him, his footsteps loud enough to fill the now silent place as he approached Monoma, looking like a wolf scrutinizing their prey before an attack "I don't care who you are and what you think but as your damn fucking prefect. I'm demanding you to stop what you're doing."

He said with a loud voice, his slytherin prefect badge resting comfortably in his school uniform complimenting his robe, Todoroki noticed, distracted with how it fits the explosive blonde.

It's almost like it's just made for him.

"Are you hurt, Todoroki?" Todoroki heard Midoriya asks him snapping him from his thoughts, the green haired gryffindor then took Monoma's hands away from him as the said slytherin gets caught off guard with his house prefect's sudden appearance.

Seems like he's really new here, Todoroki observes. Bakugo has the authority over slytherins for being the house prefect but is also feared by everyone to oppose regardless of what house they are in.

Monoma is about to grab him again when he got yanked off by his collar. Bakugo, who is now standing beside him glared at Monoma with a lot of intensity that he only sees when Bakugo is pushed to his limits while gripping his collar tightly, his red eyes overflowing with fierceness that will make everyone bend at the sight of it "Don't ever yank someone out of nowhere bastard."

It's not just his eyes, Bakugo's voice is also close to snapping as if he won't hesitate to hurt someone right then and there. His usually loud voice dropping to a few lower octaves, Todoroki mentally debated if he should stop it or not. He's a slytherin so Bakugo might listen to him.