Stuck Together (TodoBaku) (SLOW UPDATES)

Bakugou Wanna Be Baku-Gone

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Maybe he'll forget everything? Like Dunce Face before an exam, maybe every single thing he heard will be lost in the depths of memes and boredom. Does Todoroki even know what a meme is? Wait, nevermind that.

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I am seriously hoping that the hag's car breaks down because I am not looking forward to whatever Todoroki wants to talk about. I don't want to hear anything he has to say. Don't want to hear it at all.

As we kept driving I thought back to what the Shitty Villain was saying. I mean - there is no way I; Katsuki Bakugou, have fallen for a Melted Ice-cube. But all I am hearing is the phrase, "in love with Shoto Todoroki" being repeated over, and over, and over again.

Obviously, it's not true. In fact, I could care less about how he feels. About how he absolutely sucks at even basic cooking skills. About how his tiny smile brightens the whole fucking room. About how warm he is to hold at night. About how...

Stop. Stop it, Katsuki. Look out the window and enjoy the passing scenery. Look at how beautiful the city is, don't think about how beautiful Todoroki is, just admire the passing trees and buildings. Just admire it.

...Yeah, just admire how strong he is, admire how aloof he is, admire how pleasing he looks to the eye, just admire him.

Ugh, this is not working

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Unfortunately, the car did not break down. Fuck, I definitely don't want to talk to him now - to anyone, actually. Maybe if I stall long enough it'll be so late that he accidentally falls asleep, or he's forced to go back home. Could I hit him upside the head and knock him out myself? Yeah. Yeah, that could work. Now, where did the old man put the cast-iron frying pans?

Going to jail for attempted murder sounds so much better than talking about something that I don't even know myself.

Seriously. What if the moment I open my damned mouth something weird comes out? What if I say something wrong? What if this is actually so he can laugh at me? To tell me to stop being so strange? What if it's to tell me that he thinks I'm the worst person in the universe?! What if!

"Bakugou. I want to speak to you." It was him, the new bane of my existence.

I did my best to sound tough, "Yeah, what?" Internally I was like 'Please just forget everything, don't make it fucking worse.'

"In private. Come on, let's go to your room." I tried standing still, cementing myself to the ground, so he'd be forced to give up.

He didn't.

Instead, he started to drag me. I quickly dug my feet into the flooring, making it harder - but he yanked my arm, slowly moving me inch by inch. I still wasn't going to make this easier on him, though. I let myself fall to the floor and quickly sat criss-cross, with the arm he was dragging me by raised above my head. Ha! I won! He can try and drag me, but I'm not gonna let a stupid thing like carpet burn get to me. He is not getting me there without a fight.

I stayed, grinning. Thinking to myself, There is no way he's dragging me there now, when I felt something grab under my arms. Somehow he not only managed to drop my arm without me noticing, but also grabbed under my armpits. What the hell does he think he's doing? He began to lift me up and before I knew it I was standing, so what? I'm still not making this easy, I will live and die at this spot if that's what it takes. I felt the pressure below my arm go away and I'm sure I've won. I'm sure he's given up.