Gulping softly, my heart jumps into my throat as I stare toward the male on the porch. My stomach fluttering nervously as I clear my throat and send him a weak smile. My heart hammering in my chest as I stare toward the blonde, number two hero standing right in front of me. His face seemed softer than normal, his signature scowl wasn't there. His eyes didn't even hold any anger, they were soft and shimmering with some sort of joy that I can't find the reason for.

What was he doing here?...

Ignoring the big grins playing on the twins' lips, I send Dynamight a small smile and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. Trying not to combust into flames as he clears his throat with a small toothy smile playing on his lips. I couldn't help but blush at his smile, my ears feeling hot. Didn't he have patrol? Was he here for Shoto?

"Dynamight... oh hi..." I hum nervously, sending him a small smile as I lean against the doorway and gulp, "S — Shoto isn't here at the moment, he's on patrol, can I help you?"

"I'm not here for Icyhot," Dynamight explains, tilting his head and resting his hands on his hips making my heart burst with happiness, the butterflies my stomach fluttering at max speed, "I'm here to talk to you... and you don't have to keep calling me Dynamight, Bakugo is okay and hopefully Katsuki will follow,"

"R — really?" I ask surprised, not knowing what to feel more excited about: the fact that I can call him by his given name or the fact that he's here to talk to me! Is this a dream? Am I dreaming?! What does he want from me?! Is he going to lay into me about bumping into him?! Oh god! I—

Come on, (Y/n)! Pull yourself together!

"Come in!" I squeak out, beckoning him in and covering my bright red face with a groan. A small pout playing on my lips as I hear the male chuckle to himself, "Make sure you take your shoes and gauntlets off,"

Pushing the door open wider, I let him come in while mentally screaming at myself. Of course I'm embarrassing myself! Oh jeez... this is so humiliating... My eyes watch his every move as he walks in and slips his shoes off before running his fingers through his spiky blonde hair, the male setting his gauntlets down beside the shoes and coats and walking deeper into the house.

Ignoring the twins' giggling from the front room, I follow Dyn — Bakugo into the kitchen before freezing up as he takes a peek at my textbook and my notes. A weak smile on my lips as he grins to himself and leans against the kitchen counter. His ruby orbs watching me slowly teeter toward the island and take my seat, the air around us quite awkward...

After all, it isn't common for a hero (let alone one of the top two) to come knocking on the door asking for you and not the heroes he works with. Who wouldn't be nervous?! It was like a dream... Especially when this hero is six feet of pure muscle, toned abs and handsomeness! Where is Sakino where you need her? She'd be able to calm me down!

"You okay?" He asks tilting his head making he squeak and freeze, biting my lip as I fiddle with my nails and clear my throat, "You're very quiet, aren't you?"

"W — well... it's not everyday you have a hero as big as you wanting to talk to you," I explain nervously, hiding my hands in my sleeves as I look up at him, "But I'm okay... I've been through worse, it's just trying to hop back onto normality, I'll get there,"

"Are you sure? You haven't been here for the past five days," Bakugo says, his eyes watching me as I freeze gently and furrow my brows, biting my lip, "The villain attack really shook you up... huh?..."

"How do you know I haven't been babysitting?" I ask, looking up at him nervously as he clears his throat and looks away, his cheeks flushing into a pink colour as he hums, "I'm sure Sh—"

"He came over to see you but you weren't here!" Kōri pipes up, catching our attention as he and Ryoku leans against the doorway, both of them smiling eagerly. Then Ryoku elbows his little brother and a scowl making Kōri squeak, "Ow! Ryoku! That hurt!"

"Ryoku, don't hurt your brother," I scold, walking toward Kōri to make sure he isn't bruising before looking toward the older twin, "It's not nice to elbow people is it? Hm? Your brother can say what he wants,"

"But he ruined the secret!" Ryoku whines, pouting as Bakugo walks toward the twins and ruffles the older twins hair with a small chuckle, "Told you! You shouldn't have told Kōri! He can't keep secrets like I can!"

"She would bound to find out anyway, pipsqueak," Bakugo hums, picking Ryoku up and holding him upside down making the child squeal with giggles and laughter as Bakugo blows a raspberry onto his tummy, "Now apologise to your little brother, you're only allowed to beat your dad up,"

"Bakugo! No he's not!" I scold, giggling as Ryoku sticks his tongue out my way before he squeak as Bakugo throws him onto the couch, "Does Kōri get a go?"

"Yeah! Yeah!" Kōri chirps, jumping up and down making grabby hands toward Bakugo who happily picks him up and holds him upside down by his ankles before blowing raspberries on his stomach. The little boy squealing as Bakugo throws him toward the other couch, "Wheeeeee!"

With the boys back in the living room watching tv, I lean against the counter and arch a brow as they blonde toward toward me. The male biting his lip as I cross my arms over my chest and watch as he shifts gently. So if he visited every day to check up on me... what exactly did he want? Was it just to make sure I was okay?...

"So you kept coming here?" I ask amused, biting back a giggle as he clears his throat and looks my way, our eyes meeting, "You really wanted to see me... huh,"

"I wanted to make sure you were okay, getting attacked by a villain is a big deal," Bakugo explains, walking toward me and standing opposite me with a small smirk, the male tucks a strand of hair behind my ear making my breath hitch and my stomach twist, "Plus, I wanted to see you again,"

"Really?" I ask almost in disbelief, not actually believing that he wanted to see me. Was he serious? Was Mina really telling the truth about him? Biting my lip, I look up at him, "I'm flattered,"

"So... a chef major huh?" He asks looking toward my notes making me rub the back of my neck with a giggle as he flicks through my text book, "Would have thought you'd be a hero major, considering the way you kicked that villains ass to the curb,"

"Yeah... I hope to own my own restaurant one day," I explain, tucking my pens back into my pencil case as I look toward the time, knowing I'll have to start dinner soon, "But I learnt self defence by my homeroom teacher in my first year, in case anything happened,"

"Self defence huh?" He hums, setting my book down. A grin beginning to stretch across his face as he grabs my hand and yanks me away from the kitchen, "We're gonna do some sparring, I wanna see how good you really are,"

"W — what?!" I stammer, almost shrieking as I clamber after him, trying not to trip over anything, "B — Bakugo! I don't have any gym clothes and the twins need someone to watch —"

"You can borrow some of Ponytail's clothes," Bakugo hums, opening the door to the bedroom of Shoto and Momo and opening up her wardrobe, my eyes widening as he grabs a vest top and shorts, throwing them at me as I clumsily catch them, "Put them on and I'll meet you in the dojo thingy Icyhot has,"

"What?! Bakugo! I can't just put her clothes on!" I protest, squealing as he hoists me over his shoulder and walks toward the bathroom, setting me on my feet, "The twins need supervision!"

"Quit being a stick in the mud, I'm sure the twins know not to set anything on fire or open the door," Bakugo hums, poking my nose making me frown before groaning as he shuts the bathroom door, "Hurry up,"

"What about dinner?! I promised the boys I'd make them curry!" I exclaim, standing there with Momo's clothes in my arms, held to my chest, "Bakugo!"

"We can order curry instead, now quit asking questions Baby Face and get changed," Bakugo instructs making me whine, I could see the shadow of him on the other side of the door which meant I couldn't get out of this.

Huffing to myself, I shimmy out of my jeans and shirt and slide into the shorts and the vest top. The top a bit baggy on me in all honesty making me sigh and tuck it into the loose shorts before grabbing a hair tie. Looking at my reflection, I slide my hair into a ponytail and clear my throat. Well... here goes nothing...

Time to get my ass beat by Dynamight...

Gently opening up the door, I tuck a stray hair behind my ear and send a weak smile toward Bakugo who grins my way and beckons me to follow him. Reluctantly, knowing that he'll just pick me up if I don't, I follow him through to the dojo. A small groan leaving my lips as the twins peak their heads into the dojo as we walk in, Dynamight shrugging off his wrist pads with a small hum before clearing his throat and pointing to a space opposite me.

Taking a deep breath, trying to remember everything that Mr. Aizawa had taught me during my time at U.A, I step into the space opposite him and get into a stance. Bending my knees, ready for defending. My hands curled into fists as I centre myself. I can do this.

"So, ground rules," Bakugo begins, cracking his knuckles and getting into a stance of his own with a smirk, "No pressure points, anything goes as long as you avoid the face. Quirks? Anything else you want to add?"

"Avoid my stomach area, please," I begin, gesturing to the side of my stomach making him gently before humming, "And yeah, quirks, I can take it,"

"Very well, brace yourself Baby Face," Bakugo exclaims, letting his hands light up with a couple of mini explosions, "You tap the floor we stop, if you say 'stop' or 'fire' we stop too,"

"Got it," I hum, clearing my throat and shaking my head before closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, "I'm ready,"

A cocky grin plays on his lips as he braces himself before nodding toward me, starting our spar. As he charges toward me, his right hand swings toward me making me put my arm up to block him. An explosion ripping through the air beside my ears making me groan before I grab his arm and twist myself around, flipping him over my back to make him land onto the ground with a big groan. The male chuckling to himself as he pushes himself up and goes to charge again.

He's more focusing on his offence than his defence!

As he goes to pick me up by my front, I thrust my foot forward to kick his chest. A shriek leaving my lips as he grabs my ankle and pushes me forward, flipping me over his shoulder. Quickly recovering, I flip over back to my feet and take a deep breath. I need to activate my quirk. One touch and he'll go down like a light (if he's not frustrated or really really angry).

Come on, (Y/n), you can do this!

As he charges again, I duck under his hand and punch his gut making him double over. The male making an explosion rip through making me disorientated as smoke begins to fly around the room. A small groan leaving my lips as he kicks me back with a yell. As I tumble back, I push myself up to my feet and I charge this time. The male bracing himself for my impact but narrows his eyes as I slide under his spread legs and kick his calf making him fall to the floor. Before he can throw another explosion at me, I put him in an arm lock and press my palm flat against his back, in between his shoulder blades. His body relaxing under my touch making him groan gently.

Oh my god...

I won!

Slowly, I pull away from him, releasing small giddy laugh before shrieking as Bakugo turns around grabs my ankle and yanks me into him with a laugh. The pair of us smiling as we pant gently, feeling utterly exhausted.

"Wanna call it a tie?" Bakugo asks with a grin, laughing as I push his face and sit up on his stomach with a small hum, "What? We never actually ended the match,"

"I pinned you down, I won," I explain, narrowing my eyes as he sticks his tongue out and chuckles, "You lost, Hot Shot, I'm more than just a pretty face,"

"Well aren't you a little minx," He teases, smirking to himself before huffing as he notices something and covers his face, "Icyhot! You take a fucking picture and I will ring your neck and tell the press about the marshmallow incident!"

"What about the ones I've already taken?" Shoto asks, waving toward me as I turn around to see the whole Todoroki family by the doorway watching us with curious eyes making me flush bright red and cover my face, "We've also ordered takeout, you're more than welcome to join us Bakugo,"

"Who won?" Momo asks giggling, leaning against the doorway with a smile, the woman biting her lip with a cheesy grin as she watches Bakugo and I push ourselves to our feet and dust ourselves down.

"I did!" Both Bakugo and I reply simultaneously before staring at each other and narrowing our eyes, "Rematch?"

"How about we do one v two?"...

"Stay out of this Icyhot! This is between Baby Face and I!"...

"Yeah, sorry Shoto, but I need to kick this guys ass and show him who won the first time,"...