[ This has the potential to be a rather touching moment between the two of them, which probably means they'll still find some way to fuck it up. Assuming that neither of them have matured any by the time Todoroki sees fit to share his past (and Bakugou doesn't spoil it all early on), maybe enough that they can face his mother together and have her blessing. Then they can go punch his father in the face or something because this is clearly fucking dreamland where they can even pull that off.
Speaking of which, that is Bakugou's arm being thrown casually round him, slightly possessive and almost like it belongs there, and that is definitely not something he knows how to deal with. Nor can he explain the hand that comes up to splay fingers over Bakugou's wrist, hold him there, how he lets out a sigh that's disgustingly content and makes him sound so happy to be held. To call the sensation welling up in his chest fluttering would be putting it lightly, yet still Todoroki can't really bring himself to move. ]
Hey...
[ Or make his complaints sound anything close to sincere, when his breathing's starting to settle into some nice little rise and fall, pressed warm against the other boy's chest. Purely temporarily, of course, while he rests a little. Definitely not a thing he could see himself enjoying again in the future, not at all. ]
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Speaking of which, that is Bakugou's arm being thrown casually round him, slightly possessive and almost like it belongs there, and that is definitely not something he knows how to deal with. Nor can he explain the hand that comes up to splay fingers over Bakugou's wrist, hold him there, how he lets out a sigh that's disgustingly content and makes him sound so happy to be held. To call the sensation welling up in his chest fluttering would be putting it lightly, yet still Todoroki can't really bring himself to move. ]
Hey...
[ Or make his complaints sound anything close to sincere, when his breathing's starting to settle into some nice little rise and fall, pressed warm against the other boy's chest. Purely temporarily, of course, while he rests a little. Definitely not a thing he could see himself enjoying again in the future, not at all. ]