Catch Me I'm Falling (Todoroki x Reader x Bakugo)

Chapter 97: Fashion Show (Part 2)

A/N: It's midnight, but sometimes you just gotta post. Unedited, obviously. 😅

Todoroki was willing to hold onto you like this forever, but he slowly found the strength to pull himself away from you.

"You should change into it now, there's not much time left before the show starts." He placed a hand behind his head, his cheeks a reddening hue.

You mimicked his behavior, one hand behind your head while balancing the clothes and accessories in the other.

"Right. I'll see you out there. And thanks again, Ice Prince."

Todoroki bowed his head, feeling his face return to its normal color. A ghost of a smile sailed across his lips at hearing your nickname for him as he pivoted on his heels, closing the door behind him on his way out.

You scurried to put on the outfit, letting it hit you just how much time was left before the show started as soon as Todoroki was out of the room. You were just finishing up salvaging what you could do for your hair since it had been in a messy updo all day when there was a knock on the door.

Could it be Shoto again?

"Yes? I'm almost done!" You yipped, sliding on the stockings.

"y/n? Thank goodness I found you!"

Your ear perked up, pausing when you heard the mix of relief and slight panic from the familiar voice. 

"Kirishima? What's wrong?" You clumsily slipped your heels on before opening the door.

"It's Bakugo-" The redhead's face was full of worry until his eyes widened, unable to finish his sentence because his mouth hung open when his eyes rested on your outfit. "Wow, y/n! You look-"

"Kirishima." You snapped your fingers in front of said boy's face. "Thank you. You look great too. But what were you saying about Katsuki?"

Kirishima lightly shook his head, blush quickly coming and going from his face.

"Uh, right. Bakugo-I looked everywhere but I can't seem to find him."

"WHAT? He's one of the people modeling the most!" You glanced at your phone, seeing you had thirty minutes before the show. "I'll go look for him. You tell Kaminari to start on time whether we're back or not. OK??" You had plopped the clothes you were wearing earlier in his arms, him reeling and trying to recover from you rushing past him.

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God Katsuki, where could you be??

You had been searching for a few minutes already, popping a head into a few of the back rooms.

There was no one in sight since everybody else was already taking their places and preparing for the beginning of the show.

The theater wasn't that big though, so worry started to set in when there was no trace of the traditionally loud mouthed boy.

Flashbacks of the time you and Bakugo were kidnapped ran rampant in your mind, you stopping in front of the backdoor exit and placing a clammy hand against it to calm yourself down. 

I'm sure he's fine...It must just be the pressure getting to me too. I just need to cool down... You pushed the door forward, stepping outside and inhaling a deep breath of fresh air.

You took a few more breaths, shoulders relaxing as you felt your composure coming back to you.

The sweat on your forehead evaporated from the chilly night breeze, but your shoulders lurched forward again when you heard a sudden boom from above the theater building.