[ Bakugou would almost definitely be okay with it if Todoroki beat the shit out of him in a sort of kinky way, although then that edges into the uncharted territory of needing a safeword for where his brain says yes i can keep going like this but his body says uh what the fuck no stop you might literally die.
Then again, going by that standard, Bakugou has needed a safeword for life for quite some time now, so. There's that.
Anyway, for some reason or other, Bakugou's chest does some weird things that he's not entirely certain how to interpret and has the distressing thought of "well, this is it, logically speaking you'll never get anybody better suited for your wants and preferences than this so you better not fuck it up; in fact, is it not a goddamn miracle that you haven't permanently fucked it up already? Two more and you're on the way to sainthood, Katsuki." It ranks up there on the scoreboards for the most personally devastating thoughts that he's ever independently generated in his brain. He doesn't know when he became so fucking gay but here he is, dangerously at risk of choking on his own heart as it attempts to lodge its way up his throat and stop himself from going down this path.
All this because Todoroki is open to beating the shit out of each other. Just... yeah. Yeah. ]
Punch me in the face right now. Do it.
[ Translation: What the fuck. I like you more than should be possible given the shriveled and pitted nature of my tiny, incredibly self-centered heart, however, I would rather leave this earth and float into the stratosphere than admit that. ]
Not as the beginning to an attempt to beat me up. Just like. A one-time deal.
[ Translation: just fuck me up except joke's on me you already did. ]
( we were 17 and crazy, running wild, wild )
[ Bakugou would almost definitely be okay with it if Todoroki beat the shit out of him in a sort of kinky way, although then that edges into the uncharted territory of needing a safeword for where his brain says yes i can keep going like this but his body says uh what the fuck no stop you might literally die.
Then again, going by that standard, Bakugou has needed a safeword for life for quite some time now, so. There's that.
Anyway, for some reason or other, Bakugou's chest does some weird things that he's not entirely certain how to interpret and has the distressing thought of "well, this is it, logically speaking you'll never get anybody better suited for your wants and preferences than this so you better not fuck it up; in fact, is it not a goddamn miracle that you haven't permanently fucked it up already? Two more and you're on the way to sainthood, Katsuki." It ranks up there on the scoreboards for the most personally devastating thoughts that he's ever independently generated in his brain. He doesn't know when he became so fucking gay but here he is, dangerously at risk of choking on his own heart as it attempts to lodge its way up his throat and stop himself from going down this path.
All this because Todoroki is open to beating the shit out of each other. Just... yeah. Yeah. ]
Punch me in the face right now. Do it.
[ Translation: What the fuck. I like you more than should be possible given the shriveled and pitted nature of my tiny, incredibly self-centered heart, however, I would rather leave this earth and float into the stratosphere than admit that. ]
Not as the beginning to an attempt to beat me up. Just like. A one-time deal.
[ Translation: just fuck me up except joke's on me you already did. ]