62 for todomomo?
62 | “It’s only one night. We’ll just share the bed.”
Pairing: Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo
What was she doing.
Just earlier that same morning, Momo had received a message from none other than the Endeavor Hero Agency, telling her that she was needed on a job.
She was to be partnered with her ex-classmate, Todoroki Shouto, as they needed to gather information on a villain that was currently on the loose. She and Todoroki hadn’t talked to each other for a little over a year. The last time she saw him was the day they had graduated from U.A.
So now, as she read through multiple papers about the villain, sitting on the edge of the light brown couch in the middle of the living room of the hilariously tiny apartment, she wondered if he felt just as awkward as she did.
Todoroki sat just a little away from her, his eyes on his phone as he scrolled through a digital copy of the files.
“H-how have you been, Todoroki-san?” she asked timidly in an attempt to break the ice. He had just arrived to their safehouse about fifteen minutes ago, and had used the time to get himself settled.
Now, he looked up from his cellular device, his eyes cold and distant. “I’ve been well. What about you, Yaoyorozu?”
“I’m doing okay.”
They were set to stay in this apartment for two days. Two days in which they had to constantly work and gather information using the multiple files set out for them by the Endeavor Hero Agency. Momo wasn’t completely sure why Todoroki had even taken the assignment from his father’s agency, since he was currently working as an independent. To be honest, she had only taken the job once she heard about Todoroki being her partner.
She shook her head. There was no need to go reminiscing about her stupid past crush on the boy. They were adults now. Adults who had a job to do.
“Did you find anything?” he asked, startling her. She looked up from the papers, shaking her head.
“No,” she muttered. “The villain has a dirt throwing quirk, but that’s all I’ve found so far.” She paused, considering her own words. “That probably means they have good eyesight, too, right? To be able to see through that much dust is no regular feat.”
He hummed, nodding in agreement. “That’s a good point,” he said, turning back to his phone. “I didn’t think of that. Well done.”
She blushed, but of course he couldn’t see her. Momo stole a glance at the large clock in the middle of the room, almost gasping at the time.
“It’s getting late,” she said, sliding the papers off of her lap and stretching her arms up into the air. Todoroki stared at her for a minute, making her shyly look away. “We should… we should go to sleep. We have a long day of research ahead of us.”
He nodded again, clicking his phone shut and beginning to stand up. Momo reached down for the spare comforters and sheets near the foot of the couch, picking them up and cradling them in her arms and spraying them out over the sofa.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow.
She faltered. “I’m… making my bed?”
He shook his head. “No you’re not. I’ll take the couch. You can take the real bed inside the bedroom.”
Of course he would want to be the gentleman. “It’s okay,” she insisted, curling her legs into herself. “Go ahead and take the bed. I’ll be perfectly fine out here.”
He didn’t say anything for a few seconds, instead averting his gaze to her face. She looked back at him, searching for any sign of resistance. When she found it, she sighed, knowing he wasn’t going to let up.
“Well… it’s just one night,” she started, fiddling with the sleeves of her top, “we can just… we’ll just share the bed.”
It spilled out of her before she could even think about it. Todoroki’s eyes went wide and his jaw went a little slack as he gawked at her, seemingly lost for words. Oh no. Why did she say that? Now Todoroki was going to think she was a complete and utter fool. She wouldn’t have even blamed him if he just packed up his bags and left right at that-
“Okay.”
His words almost knocked her out cold. Her head snapped in his direction, her mouth falling open to gape at him.
“W-what?”
“I mean,” he started again, “it’s better than the couch.” He leaned forwards to lightly flick his finger on the hard surface of the sofa. “Full offense, but my father didn’t really pick out the best place for this.”
Momo gulped. She hated to admit it, but he was right.
So when she climbed into the left side of the large queen-sized bed later that night, her phone peacefully charging on the nightstand next to her head and her pajamas warm against the freshly made sheets, Todoroki laid besides her, his hands folded neatly behind his neck as he stared up at the ceiling. He looked like he was in deep thought, and Momo didn’t blame him.
“Are you comfortable?” he asked her, his voice softer than it was before. “I can move if you’d like.”
“No. N-no I’m fine,” Momo whispered in return, rolling onto her back and clutching the blankets to her chest.
He nodded, and closed his eyes. Momo stole a heavy glance at him, still not sure exactly what to say.
“You know,” he started, making her jump in surprise. “It was my choice for who was going to be assigned on this mission.”
Her blood ran cold. “What?” she questioned, tilting her head to meet his gaze evenly. “What do you mean?”
Todoroki sighed, scooching into the bed so his entire body, save for his head, was underneath. “I mean. My father gave me a list of pro heroes he wanted me to work with. I saw your name, and asked for you.”
“Why?” She had to know. It was too surreal for her to even properly digest.
“I’ve always admired you,” Todoroki said, his eyes not wavering away from the ceiling. “I thought working with you would be a good choice for me.” He paused. “Plus, I wanted to see you again.” He turned to look at her bright red face and parted lips. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
Oh she was so screwed. She was so screwed.
“I-it really has,” she forced out, eyes darting away from him.
They didn’t exchange any other words that evening, and Momo was grateful for that. Instead, they continued to look up at the roof of the apartment, lost in their own thoughts, the gentle hum of the outside world quietly lulling them to sleep.
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