||Master's Pet||BakuTodo|| (EDITING)

||Mine||

•THIRD PERSON POV•

Bakugo never had a thing for alcohol. He didn't drink much, as he inherited his father's low alcohol tolerance. But of course, he wasn't thinking when he'd agreed to go out drinking with some friends and upperclassmen. He was one of the last people Shoto expected to be knocking on his door at 2 am. He looked scuffed up his hair messy and his shirt halfway unbuttoned. He looked as though he was going to tumble over at any minute. Not acknowledging Todoroki's existence when he opened the door. He simply just clambered over and flopped on the couch.

"Bakugo?" It was more of a question as his sleep-deprived brain tried to understand what was going on.

"God, What the fuck do you want." He grumbled as if Half and Half were the intruder.

"You reek of alcohol." A simple statement, it was too early in the morning for complex thoughts let alone sentences.

"Well...duh idiot, god your so stupid." His words slurred with odd pauses.

"Why did you drink so much?"
Bakugo rarely drank, everyone knew that. Even when he did he was careful. This was the first time Shoto's ever seen him drunk.

"Stupid, Fucking uh.. fucking 3rd years kept pouring drinks. I couldn't just be a pussy." His words slurred more.

"You need to be more careful," Todoroki said walking over to his mini-fridge to grab water.

"I don't want your, fucking S-sympathy right now. Icy boy. Go stare at Shitty Deku or something." He said in choppy sentences.

"Hm?." He handed Bakugo water.

"You're a fucking.... Airhead Icyhot. Your lucky you're pretty." He mumbled sounding sleepy now. Shoto couldn't help but become flustered at the comment.

"Pretty?" He questioned sitting on the couch next to him.

"Yea, you know your shitty little face." He mumbled some more. Looking at the now flushed boy this time.

"Why the hell are you looking at me like that. Shitty Deku calls you pretty all the time." It was almost angry this time, and less slurred.
He was right of course Midoriya did call him pretty often and so did Ochako and Mina and just about everyone.

But when Bakugo said it, it made his stomach tingle. The way it tingles when the blonde stares at him or when their skin accidentally brushes during training. It always throws the dual-quirked idiot into a small internal panic. Sometimes almost costs him sparring matches.

"You should lay in my bed I need to finish homework." He whispered.

"Whatever," Katsuki grunts lifting himself. And dizzily stumbles into Shoto's room barely making it to the bed.

Todoroki had tried to get some work done. The key word here was tried as he couldn't focus because his body was buzzing, and his stomach tingling. Bakugou was in his bed. He called him pretty. Blush spread across his face just remembering it.
He slowly convinced himself he needed to see the drunkard. Just to make sure he was alright.
Besides he had another two weeks until his paper was due.

It was like he was sneaking into his room. Bakugo lay there splayed out on the bed. Tossing and turning occasionally.

"Are you awake?" He whispered coming close. Secretly Hoping the blonde was sleeping so he could stare a little longer. The usually loud Bakugo just mumbled something Shoto couldn't hear. He was suddenly pulled by his waist into the bed. He sat tucked into Katsuki's chest.

As the blonde mumbled more. Some of it Shoto could make out. But he wasn't comprehending anything he could hear.

Eventually, his brain started working again.
"Bakugou let go." He mumbled.

"Mmh..." The blond only grumbled pulling Todoroki's back closer to his chest. Icyhot's brain was short-circuiting. As his captor softly placed kisses on the back of his neck.

"Bakugo... Let go please." Shoto could only plead. His entire body turned a deep shade of red.

"So pretty." The drunkard mumbled all sorts of things but they were barely coherent. Shoto's stomach felt like it was boiling.
The blond kissed his neck more now leaving hickies along his shoulder.

"Bakugo it's gonna bruise." His body shuddered as he spoke. It felt like fire trailed every kiss he was so warm.

"Mine... So pretty...my." Bakugo's words had stopped making sense a while ago but every time Todoroki could understand it he blushed more if that was even possible.
He tried, unenthusiastically to worm his way out of the tight grip.

But the efforts were in vain. He ultimately gave up. Allowing Katsuki to further wrap his arms around his waist, and intertwine their legs. He seemed satisfied. Getting comfy as his eyes got heavy.

"You're mine."

"Mhm," he mumbled not comprehending anything Bakugo was mumbling.

•KATSUKI'S POV•

The minute I opened my eyes the pain hit me suddenly. My head pounded against my skull like it was going to explode. The sunlight dancing through the window only amplified my pain. I shut my eyes tightly hoping to block out even some of the sun.

My arm felt numb like something was weighing it down.
Icyhot?
I didn't even need to see his face his distinct hair was enough. He slept peacefully against me, half laying on my chest.

I stared at him for a while. Slowly forgetting about the pounding in my head. Watching the rays of the sun light up his face. I tucked a piece of hair behind his ear. He did it effortlessly I could confirm that now. He even looked that perfect in his sleep.

I eventually concluded that I was in Shoto's dorm. I could feel all my clothes so I assume nothing weird happened. But I didn't understand how I got here. Here as in Shoto's dorm, in his bed. All I could remember is that I went out drinking. But my head was pounding interrupting my thoughts and the sleepy haze started to wash away.

I quickly slinked out of his bed. Buttoning up my shirt and throwing in my shoes to look semi-presentable.  One of the bottom buttons was missing I made a mental note to take it to the dry cleaners. In my train of thought, I turned to look at him still sleeping in his bed.

The Icy hot idiot was kind of an awkward situation. I hated him just like I hated all of those fucking extras. But his hair wasn't that shitty I guess. His face was a bit less shitty than everyone else's. That's all it was really. He could hold his own against me. I was intrigued. I didn't like him or anything.

I grabbed my phone which happened to still be in my back pocket. Checking the time and giving a cursory glance at the many texts and call notifications. Those idiots were probably looking for me all night. I put my phone back in my pocket and headed for the door.

Just as I was about to leave I grabbed a pen and a stray McDonald's napkin.

Thanks- Bakugo

I didn't know what to say but to me, this seemed to be sufficient. He's lucky I'm even thanking him anyways. I cracked open his door glancing down the hallway. Since the coast was clear I snuck out. I could only pray the elevator door would close quickly and that no one came out of their dorms.

Status: Edited (Complete)
Hope you guys like the first chapter. I plan to update two chapters so the second. The chapter should already be up. :) -Lani