i love all of your stuff!! so excited ur doing the sentence starters haha. how about bakugou and todoroki with “you can’t be serious about this” <33
"You can't be serious about this."
"Well, you dipshit, I clearly am! Let me fucking go, now!" For the fifth time, Bakugou struggled - not enough to really escape, but both decided to be quiet about this detail - on Todoroki's hold that pinned him on the floor of his room. Colored eyes stared him back, blinking a few times, curious.
"WHAT." He questioned, ignoring the slight heat to dust his cheeks.
"So, you're not ticklish?"
"Of fucking course I am not. I am not weak like you extras!"
Todoroki hummed and poked his stomach. "I don't think it's a weakness." He watches with analyzing eyes the way the other squirmed and his lips were pressed firmly, looking for any real discomfort but receiving only a 'tsk' on his way. Huh. Adorable.
Poke. Poke. Poke. A quick scribble. Prodding. Prodding. Prodding.
"And this looks like it's affecting you."
"That is because - tch, stop that damn pohoking! - you keep touching me, you half and half creep!"
"No, I think it's because you're awfully ticklish." He wormed his hand to the blonde's armpit, scratching there and freeing a tiny smile for the way his friend's chest shook with trapped laughter. "I am ticklish too."
Bakugou's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light. "I am getting you back!"
Todoroki hummed, nodding and letting go of Bakugou's hands, immediately attacking the boy's armpits with a vigor that resulted in a mix of crackles and loud laughter.
"Okay," he dodged from Katsuki's hands, which flied on his direction, trying to tickle any available ticklish spot they could find. "I won't let you succeed, then."