[ Bakugou is a dangerous male, there are few safe spaces left for Todoroki, and there is perhaps nothing more horrifying than that moment you realise you and your boyfriend are so kink-compatible you could pilot a Jaeger. It's the implicit understanding between them that keeps things stable, lets them pretend that they are not in fact a pair of deeply fucked-up individuals so long as they don't actively acknowledge it - much like all manner of affectionate snuggling and warm nuzzles are perfectly fine provided they keep the sap to a minimum. One can only imagine how awkward that conversation would be, i want you to hurt me, like, a lot and i'm not sure if this means i have some deep-seated self-worth issues or i'm just that much of a masochist??, or for Bakugou to actually confess whatever weird shit goes through his head.
One day they are going to realise that this arrangement is something straight out of 50shades and take a moment to rethink their lives (or alternatively, make a half-assed effort at entering into the wonderful world of light bdsm, probably a disaster given what passes for dirty talk between them), but today is not that day. Actual safewords and not risking a trip to the emergency room every time they meet up is still a long way off.
More importantly: Oh god he's fucking up. ]
You're serious.
[ There is a long, long pause before Todoroki manages to get the words out, finds it in himself to remember what words even are. On the other hand his heart is now playing a dandy tune of doki doki kiss kiss fuck me in the ass against Bakugou's skin and honestly, how is he supposed to reply to that.
Most people, Todoroki's pretty sure, don't want to beat the shit out of their SOs. It's kinda, y'know, wrong and everything, and he definitely shouldn't be considering, hardly his fault that he turns into a sex-crazed flagellating fiend whenever Bakugou is within like five meters of him.
Doesn't stop him from socking Bakugou straight in the face though. Why would it. ]
( face to face but never eye to eye )
[ Bakugou is a dangerous male, there are few safe spaces left for Todoroki, and there is perhaps nothing more horrifying than that moment you realise you and your boyfriend are so kink-compatible you could pilot a Jaeger. It's the implicit understanding between them that keeps things stable, lets them pretend that they are not in fact a pair of deeply fucked-up individuals so long as they don't actively acknowledge it - much like all manner of affectionate snuggling and warm nuzzles are perfectly fine provided they keep the sap to a minimum. One can only imagine how awkward that conversation would be, i want you to hurt me, like, a lot and i'm not sure if this means i have some deep-seated self-worth issues or i'm just that much of a masochist??, or for Bakugou to actually confess whatever weird shit goes through his head.
One day they are going to realise that this arrangement is something straight out of 50shades and take a moment to rethink their lives (or alternatively, make a half-assed effort at entering into the wonderful world of light bdsm, probably a disaster given what passes for dirty talk between them), but today is not that day. Actual safewords and not risking a trip to the emergency room every time they meet up is still a long way off.
More importantly: Oh god he's fucking up. ]
You're serious.
[ There is a long, long pause before Todoroki manages to get the words out, finds it in himself to remember what words even are. On the other hand his heart is now playing a dandy tune of doki doki kiss kiss fuck me in the ass against Bakugou's skin and honestly, how is he supposed to reply to that.
Most people, Todoroki's pretty sure, don't want to beat the shit out of their SOs. It's kinda, y'know, wrong and everything, and he definitely shouldn't be considering, hardly his fault that he turns into a sex-crazed flagellating fiend whenever Bakugou is within like five meters of him.
Doesn't stop him from socking Bakugou straight in the face though. Why would it. ]