Todobaku #31 for the kiss prompts please!
we have todobaku: a kiss⦠[31] after a small rejection
āI said no already a million times, asshole. Itās weird and fucked up. No.ā
Todoroki still refuses to give up. āPlease,ā he begs, gripping the hem of Bakugouās T-shirt. āIt doesnāt even have to be a hard punchājust enough for a split lip or a black eye: barely anything.ā
āYouāre crazy,ā Bakugou says bluntly, shaking Todorokiās hand off. āIām the one who will have to look at your face after the fact and know that it was me that messed it up. Just go see your fucking dad already and leave me the hell out of it.ā
He feels a stabbing jolt of guilt when Todorokiās face falls, but he absolutely wonāt hurt him just so he has an excuse to skip a stupid meeting. Of course, he knows Todoroki has a convoluted relationship with that bastard Endeavor. He doesnāt want that motherfucker anywhere near Todoroki, either, but there must be a better solution than punching him.
Todorokiās expression dissolves into one of irritation. āIf you really cared in the least, youād do as I asked.ā He turns to the door angrily. The room grows colder as his temper flares. āIāll just go ask Midoriya to do it!ā
āNo you wonāt.ā Bakugou grabs him by the sleeve and tackles him, pinning him down effortlessly. āThat was way too easy. You should train more often.ā
āGet off,ā Todoroki grumbles. He glares at the air over Bakugouās left shoulder, stubbornly refusing to look at him. āIf you wonāt help me, someone will.ā
āShoutoā¦ā Bakugou sighs in exasperation. āIām not going to punch you for such a stupid reasonāor for any damn reason. Youāre being unreasonable. If you donāt want to go see Endeavor, then just donāt. You donāt need an injury to get out of it.ā
āYou just donāt get it.ā Todoroki stops struggling and lets his head fall. āWhatever. Itās useless.ā He looks on the verge of tears, which ignited sparks of anger in Bakugouās chest. God, he wants to fuck Endeavor up so bad. That bastard deserves a good beating more than anyone.
āHey, itāll be fine,ā Bakugou murmurs eventually, his resolve cracking. He touches his fingertips to Todorokiās cheek gently, briefly tracing the outline of his jaw. āI could punch your dad, if you want. Iāve got a few bones to pick with that fucker.ā
Todoroki cracks a hesitant smile, finally meeting his gaze. āYouād pick a fight with the top hero just because you donāt want to hurt me?ā
āYou fucking bet.ā Bakugou flicks his forehead and Todoroki winces in protest. āIād kick the absolute shit out of him if you asked me to,ā he continues, pressing their foreheads together. āBut I wonāt put even a single scratch on you.ā
āYouāre so straightforward,ā Todoroki murmurs, an embarrassed flush creeping down his neck. āI suppose it isnāt a huge rejection, but⦠it does mean that I have to go.ā
Bakugou kisses him in reply, making it as deliberately slow as possible and slipping his tongue in for good measure. Todoroki doesnāt push him away, jutting his chin forward to provide a better angle. He really doesnāt want to go, does he?
Bakugou pulls away, breathless, for barely long enough to say, āIāll just have to keep you hostage.ā
Todoroki doesnāt get any time to argue. Bakugou kisses him again, so softly that he feels as if his lips are melting. Despite a few protective groans, Todoroki grips the front of his shirt tightly, holding him in place.
As if heād ever go anywhere. This is exactly where he wants to be: this is where heāll always want to be.