Assassins Can Be Heroes Too || Todoroki Shoto

|Bakugo Birthday Special| You're A Fucking Hero, Not A Villain

I find it slightly hard to believe that Bakugo is the eldest out of everyone in Class 1-A yet he acts immaturely for literally half the plot... no hate though, he's one of my favourite characters; his personality is straight-up hilarious to just watch but anyways-today is April 20, which means it's his birthday which means we get a chapter special ^^

This also contains some slight spoilers for chapters in the late future

~ON WITH THE SPECIAL!!~

Katsuki Bakugo wasn't one to tolerate emotions.

He was loud, arrogant and crude, he wasn't afraid to admit that. In fact, he was pretty sure that everybody in the class already knew; if they didn't, then they're dumber than Deku and he also wasn't afraid to inform them of that. He hated when people showed unnecessary emotions and-

"Ah, shit!"

Out of everyone in the class, nobody swore aloud apart from him, as they all scolded him multiple times, annoying the hell out of him because he wouldn't stop fucking swearing and he knew his shitty classmates knew that he wouldn't stop... so why the fuck were they scolding him? Four-Eyes, especially. His hands rammed into his pockets as he walked with a slouch, he peered through the darkness to see whose room he had just passed, seeing it labelled as 'Rie'. A deep frown covered his masculine features as he opened the door, the girl jolting and stumbling back onto her bed, a string of curses leaving her mouth as he narrowed his eyes further.

"What, did you and Todoroki break up and have a fight or something?"

She would have been thoroughly amused by his statement if not for the ridiculous amount of blood that stained her hands and usually pale blue dress. Noticing this, he raised a brow questionably, motioning to the pools of red that dripped down and it was only then he realized that she was crying out of physical pain, not emotional. Though that could also be considered.

"No," she gritted her teeth, clutching her wrist painfully, "I was out killing people."

"You were-oh," he cut himself short, remembering what had gone down when the pair were kidnapped by the League of Villains during their Training Camp, recalling what she had informed him that night.

"Bakugo... have you heard of Poison Dart, the most wanted Villain in all of Japan?"

"You mean that assassin who goes around killing people?"

"About that... I'm Poison Dart."

"Huh? What are you on about? You're not a fucking Villain, Rie."

He stared down at the blood as she struggled to find her medical supplies, muttering a string of curses. The blonde huffed, already beginning to open the case and forcefully pushing her down onto her study chair as she yelped, blinking as she watched him bandage her arm and disinfecting her wounds quietly, ignoring her constant hisses of pain and flinches.

"What I don't understand," he cut through the silence, "is what the hell did you do to get yourself banged up this much?"

"Uh... let's just say I had a run-in with around ten or so Villains that apparently showed up for the false request," she scratched the back of her neck sheepishly, the boy exhaling through his nose at the girl's foolishness. He pushed himself up, coughing as he sent her a small scowl. He trudged to the door, shoving his hands into his pockets. He paused at the door, his back facing the injured girl.

"When?"

"When what?"

"When are you telling Half-and-Half about your other profession?" Her mouth formed a thin line as she bit her lip, shrugging nonchalantly and provoking the boy further.

"I... I don't know, but I'll probably tell him sometime later this month..."

"Get some sleep, you idiot..." he muttered, shocking the girl as she blinked, a sly smirk appearing on her face.

"Aww, nice to know you care about me, Bakugo."

"Shut up! And don't you dare tell anyone about what happened tonight!" he whisper-yelled as to not wake her neighbours, pausing at the door. She gazed at him questionably, stating it was alright to leave the room.

"Katsuki," is all that he simply stated, rather, coughed, "call me Katsuki..."

"U-uh..."

"And Rie, you're a fucking Hero; don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

*The next day*

"U-uh... Bakugo?"

"Damnit, I told you to call me Katsuki, didn't I?" he glowered, shoving his hands in his pockets with a disapproving glare, the girl sweat-dropping. Class 1-A paused what they were doing, staring at the pair who were now on a first-name basis with one another. For once, they were all glad to see Bakugo not yelling at someone other than the people inside his friendship group - though who's to say that they were friends?

They were, after all, merely acquaintances.

And yet Mineta just had to ruin the moment.

"Hey, what happened between you two last night? Did you hook up or something?"

Todoroki sent her a worried and almost betrayed glance, which she returned with cocking her head curiously. His heterochromatic eyes lingered on her bandages that coiled around her arms, narrowing his eyes suspiciously as he turned to interrogate Bakugo, though he faltered as his girlfriend sent him a warning gaze, mouthing that nothing had happened. She turned her attention back to the short boy, towering over him as she sent him a malicious smile, cracking her knuckles. He trembled, gazing up at the assassin.

"Would you mind repeating that, Mineta?"

"O-of course not, Rie!"