Tododeku angst

Chapter 14

Saturday morning

We finished breakfast, and I suddenly felt the anxiety that had somehow evaded me catch up. I scratched the back of my fingers, still looking down at my plate. It wasn't until I saw Todoroki's hands reach to grab my plate. 

"I-I can get them!" I jumped out of my seat, already bringing my hands up to take the dishes. He smiled, shaking his head lightly. I couldn't grab the dishes off of him as he had already gone to the sink. 

I crossed my arms, pouting. My mind then wandered to what we would do today. We had had a pretty busy week, but now I didn't have anything until dinner. 

I sighed flopping down onto my bed. No homework, finals are nearly over, youtube had been letting me down lately... 

"Say Shoto, do you have any friends?" Todoroki looks over at me, his face obviously confused. My eyes widened. "I-I d-didn't m-mean i-it l-like that!" I stutter, waving my hands in front of my face. 

"It's fine, I understood what you meant," He responded, reassuring me. "I didn't have very many friends. I wasn't really allowed to go out in the afternoons and such." 

I frowned. 

"Aww! Now your making me feel bad!" I whined, leaning against his shoulder. He chuckled lightly, moving his hand to my hair.

"We have time to kill before this evening..." I trailed off, trying to get Todoroki to think up idea's. If we didn't think anything up we were probably just going to stay inside all day.  

Suddenly I jumped, shrieking rather loudly. I looked down to see Todoroki's finger still where it had poked me. His eyes were slightly wide, but I saw his expression quickly shift into a smirk. I realized what he was about to do to late. He pounced on me, prodding all along my stomach while I squirmed and giggled underneath him. 

"Get off!" I yelled, lightly shoving his chest. He only tackled my neck next, making me shriek even louder. 

"Not fair...!" I groan. He laughed, finally leaning off of me. I sat up, still breathing heavily. 

"No tickling!" I say, shoving his shoulder lightly before crossing my arms. 

"Now I have something to use against you!" He defended, bringing up his hands to stop me from shoving him. A sudden idea sprung from who knows where (Most likely the depths of hell). I sprang forward, shoving Todoroki softly so I was on top of him. 

"I still have something against you!" I said back, watching his face go bright red. Finally I got him to go this red! 

I leaned forward, my hot breath against his lips. I pressed the rest of y body against him for a second, smirking slightly when I felt his breath hitch. Then I pulled back sharply, even going so far as to get off the bed. He sat up, groaning the whole way. 

"That's just mean!" He groaned. I smirked and walked a bit farther from my bed. 

"And tickling me isn't?" I retort, crossing my arms again. He got up off the bed and started walking towards me. I backed up slightly. 

"H-hey...!" I mumbled, afraid he might start tickling me. Instead he pulled my closer to him and started kissing me. 

His mouth pressed against mine, leaving me shocked and speechless. My arms hung limply at my sides while his hands went all over the place. One of his hands stayed firmly in my hair, keeping my close to him, an the other hand traveled all along my waist and back. 

I leaned into him, feeling my eyes flit closed. We stayed like that for a few seconds, and I felt my face slowly turn glowing red the whole time. Suddenly he broke from the kiss, moving right next to my ear. 

"We have enough time to clean up before we go to your mom's house..." He whispered in my ear. My eyes widened as I realized what he was implying. I jumped off of him, my face even redder than before. 

"B-Bad Shoto!" I cried, flailing my arms in front of my face. He started laughing, falling back on my bed. 

"I meant brownies you idiot." He laughed. "We could make them for your mom!" I groaned slightly, crossing my arms over my chest. 

"As long as you don't put weed in them..." I mumbled, moving towards our kitchen. I got out a bowl and my phone. I started searching up some recipes for brownies. Hands suddenly clamped on my waist. I looked over my shoulder to find Shoto nuzzling into my back. 

"Have you made brownies before?" I asked. He thought for a minute, then nodded his head. 

"Once. Several years ago," He said, moving next to me. I smacked him with a towel by the sink. 

"You suggested making brownies even though you haven't done it in forever!?" I shout, hitting him again with the towel. He held up his hands in defense, stopping the towel from hitting him again. 

"They taste good!" He protested. I sighed audibly, propping my phone up against the counter. 

"Do we have cocoa powder?" I asked. Shoto made a full circle in the kitchen before landing on a cupboard above me. 

"Wha-" I was cut off by Shoto leaning over me to grab whatever was in the cupboard. He was considerably taller than me already, so when he went on his toes my face was right in his chest. I felt my face flushed as he moved above me. 

He pulled back slightly, causing my breath to hitch. 

"You good?" He asked, moving a few steps away, holding the cocoa powder. My face flushed even more. 

"Y-yeah!" I yelped, throwing a spoon at him. He seemed slightly confused, but he brushed it off. I started mixing the cocoa powder with all the other things, finally feeling satisfied with the mixture. I dipped my finger in just to make sure. I was about to taste it when I heard Shoto speak up. 

"Can I have a taste?" He asked. I nodded, but felt my wrist being grabbed. Shoto pulled my hand up to his face and before I could react he stuck my finger in his mouth. My mouth hung open, and I felt my face heat up. 

I couldn't even move as he ate the brownie mix off of my finger. He came off of it, a slight smirk on his face. 

"It does taste pretty good," He said. My eyes widened. 

"Rude!" I shout, hitting him with a towel again. He moved away, laughing at me again. 

I turned around to start putting the mix into the bowl, occasionally looking behind me to see if he would try anything. He didn't yet. 

"Did you preheat the oven?" I asked. 

"Preheat?"

"Have you never cooked in your life!?" 

"Uh..." 

I rolled my eyes then went to the oven. It would take a while to heat up, they would probably need an extra twenty minutes or so. I opened up the oven to stick the brownies in. Once they were safely inside and I had taken off the oven mitts, I felt an arm wrap around my waist. 

Shoto pulled me closer to him, our faces barely millimeters apart. At some point I won't blush when I get this close to him, but not any time soon.  He slowly leaned in closer, breathing on my lips. 

Then I felt his tongue trail along my cheek, licking up the last of the brownie mix. I shoved him off of me, my face heating up at an alarming rate. 

"Bad Shoto!" I yell, throwing a spoon at him. "Keep this up and you don't get any brownies!" 

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I'm so sorry! I've been super busy! You guy's probably don't want to hear my excuses, but please know I didn't mean for this chapter to be out so late and especially so short! I have less than a week left in school so my update schedule will get more frequent I promise! On a brighter note, I was hoping to shove as much fluff into this as I could. I have a few idea's for a major climax, but I don't want to shove it in there without character development. I was also thinking of doing a time skip, so it's a bit more reasonable. Anyways, hope your having a great day, votes and comments are appreciated!