Change of Perspective (TodoBaku)

Chapter Forty-Four

Todoroki's POV:

It's been one hell of a week. Oroka hops onto my lap and I pet her as I watch over Bakugo as he sleeps. He's been having so many nightmares lately because of everything that happened last weekend. Ojirou kept muttering things to him in class. He told me what he was saying. Things like 'I bet this is why your dad. beat the fuck out of you', 'I wonder why he stopped before you passed out', and 'I wonder when your mom will come get her turn'. I flicked some icicles at Ojirou here and there throughout the week. I placed some ice outside his room at night so in the morning, there would be an annoying puddle outside of his room.

Maybe that's bullying, but maybe I don't care. He's literally been threatening Bakugo, saying that he could contact Bakugo's parents for him. I can't imagine how scared Bakugo is. He plays his feelings down a lot. I don't even think he wants to hear about them, much less listen to threats of bringing them here.

"I feel safe with you," Bakugo tells me.

I look at him as we walk to class. It's finally Friday and I know he's been longing for the weekend. "Yeah, cause I'm strong. Oh, and amazing. Don't forget that I'm strong," I smile and he shoves me. "Don't forget strong," he jokes and I wink. "Of course, who could forget that?" He turns away right after I wink. "Dumbass."

I have my arm around him. "Anytime, anyplace. I'll keep you safe." He huffs out in embarrassment. We stay silent the rest of the way, but right before I open the door to the class, he looks at me with a small smile. "I'm counting on it." He doesn't give me a chance to react because he ends up opening the door and goes straight to his desk. I nod at him as I pass his desk and he sighs and buries his face in his arms after a saw his face turn slightly red. I can't help but smile lightly as I sit down.

Aizawa comes in and starts homeroom a little while later before the rest of the classes for today continue. Bakugo took the test for first block with us yesterday. The same number of problems. He was a little nervous about it, and right now, his leg was going up and down as the teacher started passing out the papers.

Once Bakugo flips his over, his leg stops moving and his shoulders relax. He got a good grade. That's good. I flip my paper over. A 91.

I see Bakugo turn around and I give him a thumbs up. He returns it before turning back around. He doesn't like when people look at him. He said it didn't really bother him as much when he first entered UA, but over time the anxiety gets felt when people looked at him progressed. He said the Sports Festival really didn't help with that.

"Okay, so you all have your tests back. No one failed, good job everyone. Now, some of you were close, so I'll be going over the test and make sure you pay attention to the ones you missed."

Ugh, a boring class day.

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As we head back to the dorms, I grab Bakugo's hand. Having him near my makes me feel better. I know he's okay and safe. He says he feels safe with me, so I also know he's not worried as much. Ojirou is walking ahead if us, and once Bakugo noticed, his grip on my hand tightened. "If he even thinks about saying something to you, I'll freeze him in his place."

His shoulders slightly relax. "How about I give you a massage when we get to the dorms?" I ask. He shakes his head. "I think it's time I gave you a massage. You've been tense recently too. Plus, I get to touch your muscular back and shit, so it's a win-win situation," he says. "Hm, okay. Sounds good to me."

"Wait," I suddenly say. "What kind of massage are you talking about?" I ask suspiciously and he punches my arm with his other hand. "Pervert. I swear, wait till people figure out how much of a weirdo you are behind closed doors."