Todoroki x Reader x Bakugo
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Bakugo slowly stood up first, shivering slightly in the process as a chill ran down his spine. He was tired of avoiding the damned ice. A grimace fell upon his face as he brought his crackling palm up to his...
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A/N: Aren't these two just cuties?
**Yesterday**
"All Might and I will be out most of the day to talk to the other students and their families about the dorms...I left some money on the table for you to order something to eat if we end up coming back late."
You nodded, watching Aizawa tuck a strand of hair behind his ear and slipping on his dress shoes just as he was about to leave the house.
"Maybe while we're gone you can start packing for the dorms already."
"I guess so since I'm on lockdown..." With pinched lips, you shrugged your shoulders and followed up by locking the door on Aizawa's way out.
You glided over to the kitchen where Aizawa had left cash for you, snatching it off the table and running upstairs to your room to order some food already. You were lying in bed, lost in thought again after putting in an order for (favorite cooked food). Your ears twitched, sitting up when you heard some shuffling noises coming from downstairs and the hint of a slight smoky scent hitting your nostrils.
Is the food here already...?
You quietly tip toed out your room, creeping down the stairs. You lifted a h/c brow at the front door, feeling your shoulders raise when you saw that it was slightly ajar.
I could have sworn I locked it when Aizawa-sensei left...
You ignited a small flame in your palm, holding it behind your back and slowly approaching the door. Drawing a quick breath, you flung the door open and shoved your arm out with the flame glowing brightly around your hand.
The delivery person standing outside was frightened at your sudden appearance, holding out a plastic bag in front of their face to shield themselves with your (favorite cooked food) in it.
"The door was slightly open-but h-here's your f-food."
You quickly tucked your scary face away, extinguishing the flame in your hand and rubbing the back of your neck apologetically and in embarrassment.
"Sorry about that. Here you go." You withdrew the cash from your pajama pant pocket, handing the correct amount to the delivery person, who grabbed the money and left.
You shook your head lightly, turning your back towards the door to close it with your bum.
Just as the door shut, your eyes grew ten times their size, dropping the plastic bag when spotted burnt purple stapled skin and turquoise eyes that were staring intensely at you. Before you could react, Dabi had caged you between himself and the door. It suddenly clicked that the smoky scent was his and not the food you had ordered.
He noticed you had been surprised to see him, but not scared since you were able to look him directly in the eye, and not even trying to squirm or get away from him.
