I feel like I owe you guys a lot. A gnawing feeling keeps bugging me about the previous chapturr, hope I could make up for it here. HOPE.
Plus, Bakugo's OOCness is gettin outta hand, sry. But fuck, this is a freakin fanfic deymmm.

Izuku

I woke up feeling dizzy and cold. I curled up like a ball in the couch, grasping the blanket tight around my body.

Today is awfully cold even though it's not winter or anything of the sort. I was sure the furnace works good.
Hmm..

"Hachooooo!" I covered my nose.

I caught colds. Just great.

Katsuki

"Hachooooo!" My ears perked up like a German Shepherd as I hear Deku sneeze. He might've caught colds.

I don't need to feel guilty, do I? I mean, he can just knock on my door and ask if he can sleep in my room if he couldn't handle the temperature in the living room. Or he can just turn up the furnace. He is just so dumb to not think of it.

Right?

Right.

Right?

Just say I'm fucking right!

Gaaaah. This is fucking frustrating.

Ha, whatthefuckever.

I started to cook miso soup and made rice balls. I ate, every once in a while sneaking glances at the nerd. He seem to be trembling.

Just fucking great.

I cleared the dishes and cleaned the table.

Slowly walking towards the couch where Deku is curled up, cuddling himself. I inhaled deeply.

"Oi, shitnerd. You'll be fucking late. As always. Now get your sorry ass up right this fucking minute."

"Hachoooo!!! Kacc-choooo!!" His figure shuffled a bit under the blanket.
"I'm sorry. I'll just call in sick today, Kacchan. Thank-choooo!! Aagh! Sorry. Sorry."

Izuku

I really feel sorry for my ass. Deep sigh escapes my lips after I sneezed violently while responding to Kacchan.

I cuddled myself even tighter to supply more heat to myself but it's just not enough. Ugh!

The blanket wrapped around my small figure slowly but firmly got swept aside.

3rd Person

The blanket cocooned tightly around Midoriya's small body was slowly held with a firm grip on the cloth and was swept aside by the ruby eyed blonde.

The blonde was a bit surprised to see the very familiar face in front of him. Bloodshot eyes and swollen nose. It was like always back then. Katsuki would pick on him until he turns into a crying mess that sends satisfaction to Katsuki.

It was maybe because it makes him superior over the other kids he refer as "extras" and of course, over this freckled boy. Or is it just because he has real sadistic behavior?

Katsuki doesn't really know.

"Kacchan..?" Midoriya successfully squeaked without sneezing.

The explosive blonde just eyed him and slowly picked him up.

At 15, Katsuki is way fit and used to lifting heavy weights through his hard training. Though he didn't expect the smaller boy to be this light in his arms.

Katsuki slowly made his way to his room and put his guest down to his bed.

Wide green orbs stared directly at fiery rubies with a hanging question plainly painted all over the greenette's plump cheeks.

What are you doing?

Katsuki, being unusually calm this day just smirked and gave the boy a pat on the head.

"Rest. No more questions. I'm fucking tired to deal with you, nerd."

The blonde closed the door and left Midoriya with a confused look.

Katsuki

I arrived relatively early at the classroom. I put my bag down on the floor and watched it slowly sag. I rested my legs on my desk, ankles crossed, not giving a fuck with four eyes and his lectures matched with his robotic gestures.

Minutes ticked by and the classroom started to get packed and noisier. The bell's ringing signaled the start of classes and a tired looking Aizawa entered dragging his yellow sleeping bag.

"Today, I just feel like sleeping the whole day. So, study on your own. Review your notes for the impending  exam. Good luck to all of you. Trust me, you all need it." With that he went back inside his dorky sleeping bag and started to snore.

Fucking great teacher.

Soon after, the bell rang for break time. Most of my classmates scurried off to the cafeteria.

I rested my outstretched legs on my desk again and stared on a distant. Messy grass green mop of hair and freckles flooded my mind. My palms twitched unconsciously. But my thoughts seemed to have lives of their own. I closed my eyes in exasperation.

"Fucking Deku." I grumbled.

"What about Midoriya?"

I turned around and stared at the bastard.

"HUH??!"

"Are you deaf? I said, what about Midoriya? Where is he? You should know because he sees you as a friend." This bastard really ticks me off.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DO YOU WANT WITH DEKU HUH?!!" I shouted as I stood up and walked towards his desk.

"I'm curious. He is not the kind to skip lessons or the likes. Plus, I'm worried. Not like you." I saw him smirk and that's it.

I made explosions and he was prepared to block it with the ice of his left arm. I was in rage mode and ready to slam my hands on his face when firm and strong bandages wrapped around my body and my explosions dissipated.

TSK. Aizawa.

"You are in the school ground and you're going to use your quirks in a petty dumb fight? Is that what heroes do? Only villains do that. Well, probably that'd suit you well with your attitude, Bakugo." He spat those words in his usual bored tone.

"Give this to Midoriya. I heard you're in the same neighborhood." He put a folder on my desk.

"And Todoroki, if you are still curious as to what happened to Midoriya, he caught colds." With that he left with his bandages.

"Tch." I sat back on my chair and opened the folder. A peak won't hurt. Besides, I'm not fucking worried.

Just a fucking homework. He didn't even write a single word on the board and he's giving the nerd a homework.

I just let out a wry laugh and watched as the class play out a usual scenario.

Todoroki

It was almost sunset when I managed to finish cleaning the classroom. Being paired with Bakugo is a total pain in the ass. Not because he is lazy but because he keeps cussing at me for no reason. Well, I don't really care.

My mind drifted to Midoriya and an idea popped in my mind.

I'll pay him a visit.

I don't care about the curfew the old man had set. Fuck him and his ways.

I put on my body bag and strode towards the door, smiling.

I dropped by at the teachers' office and bid my goodbye.

I was thinking of buying Midoriya a bowl of ramen when I spotted Bakugo walking ahead me and getting inside the cozy ramen shop. I waited for him to leave before I went in and rapidly get my order.

Following the route to Midoriya's house, I recalled the style of the house and stopped on the exact house my memory flashed me.

If it served me right, this is it. I checked the name plate and yes, this is the Midoriya's.

But something's off. The gate was totally locked like it hasn't been unlatched for days.

I tried to think of means to contact Midoriya. After few minutes, it dawned on me.

He gave me his location last time when we faced Stain!

I scrolled down on my mail's inbox and found his mail in no time.

I sent him a message.

"I wanted to pay you a visit but your house is locked. Would you mind telling me where you are?"

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

And no response.

Katsuki

That nerd. Dammit.

I put my hands deep into my pockets, forgetting the plastic bag dangling on on of it.

Ugh.

I put out the other and held the plastic bag in a relatively proper way just not to spill the food inside.

I cussed and screamed simultaneously on my way home, kicking rocks and pebbles scattered on the ground.

A pebble was stopped by a pair of shoes in front of me. I looked up.

"What the fuck, half and half bastard!!!? You're blocking the fucking way!!"

"Do you know where Midoriya is?"

"Tch."

"Do you?"

"Fucking move aside!!"

He moved aside and I continued walking while he followed to keep bugging me.

"Just tell me where he is and I'll leave you alone."

I unlatched our gate and I sensed him stop behind me. I walked to our steps and there, resting by the door, is a pair of dorky red shoes.

"Is Midoriya staying here? This isn't his house."

I dug for my keys and unlocked the door.

"Kacchan, okai---" he looked puzzled but grinned nonetheless. "Kacchan, Todoroki-kun, okairina-chooo!"

Flustered, he bowed to apologize.

Todoroki

"Is Midoriya staying here? This isn't his house." I questioned Bakugo but he didn't reply.

I was a bit surprised to see Midoriya in an apron when door finally opened.

He tried to greet us but sneezed. I quickly walked towards him.

"Are you alright, Midoriya? I guess you shouldn't move around much yet."

He chuckled. "It's just a cold. I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Besides, I have to prepare dinner." He scratched his neck.

"Can I help?"

"Oi oi, you fucking bastards!!! I'm the owner of this house!" Bakugo put down a plastic bag on top of the table.

It makes sense now.

"I bought a big bowl of katsudon, nerd."

I saw the sparkles in Midoriya's eyes as he thank Bakugo and was dismissed by a "Tch. Whatever."

They seem to interact fine with each other. Too fine, I'd say.

"Midoriya, did you receive my email?"

"Oh, about that. Yes, I did. But my battery died down before I could reply. I'm sorry, Todoroki-kun."

"It's fine."

"YOU FUCKING SHITS. SETTLE THE FUCK DOWN. Oi nerd, what are you making anyway?"

"I'm trying to make rice balls like what you did for breakfast but I couldn't. I'm sorry, Kacchan." He answered while fiddling with his index fingers.

Katsuki

"Deku as always. Tch." I removed my gakuran and wore my apron.

I tried to mute the nerd and icyhot's conversation but I failed.

I furiously sliced the carrots into thin portions, making sure I make loud enough chopping noise to really cover up their chat.

I moved as fucking fast and loud as I can.

While molding the rice into balls, I remembered the homework Aizawa told me to give Deku.

"Oi fuckmunch, get the folder inside my bag. Aizawa gave that to me." He just answered with a nod and gently pulled out a folder.

I placed the rice balls on a tray and set it down the table.

I munched on a rice ball.

"You two dipshits, get your sorry asses here and eat. Tch!"  I grabbed a soda from the fridge and head to my room.

Todoroki

I watched Midoriya answer the homework Aizawa gave him. I didn't bother telling him that we didn't do anything in our homeroom class.

For someone with colds, Midoriya seemed happy and excited in fulfilling his homework.

"You two dipshits, get your sorry asses here and eat. Tch!" I heard Bakugo called as he was done making dinner.

He is always angry it makes him look like a stressed bull. Even while cooking.

I never thought he could cook. And he could cook in a fast and furious way.

I stood up as I see Bakugo head to a room.

"Midoriya, I think, I'll better go now. It's getting dark."

"Oh! You better eat first. Kacchan's cooking is amazing! Try them. Please?" Midoriya looks cute as usual even with  red nose.

I just smiled.

We both sat by the table and tried the rice balls.

It tasted good. Midoriya is enjoying the food so much. Eyes sparkling and cheeks puffing. He's so cute I couldn't contain my giddiness.

"Midoriya."

He turned to face me. I leaned and licked the crumbs on the corner of his mouth.

I leaned away and see Midoriya's flushed cheeks.

"I'm sorry. The rice balls were just so good. But I really need to go. See you soon, Midoriya."

I stood up and got my bag from the couch. I bolted out of Bakugo's house like my life depends on it.

I continued to run home.

My face feels so hot. I'm panting like a horse and my heart is pounding against my chest.

I stopped to take a breath before I went in.

I tiptoed to my room.

Thankfully, I got in my room without having to face father on my way.

I stared at my mirror and came face to face with my blushing mess reflection.

I couldn't believe I did that!

What must Midoriya think of me??!

Ugh!

I'm so stupid.

Izuku

My jaw dropped as Todoroki-kun licked the crumbs from the corner of my mouth.

And I just stared at his back when he left, my fingers never leaving the spot he licked.

My face is burning up. I bit my lip and tried to process what just happened.

"Where is icyhot?" I jumped out of my skin when I heard Kacchan.

"He just left?"

"Whatya mean " He just left?"
You fucking sure or not? You look dazed even!"

I watched Kacchan throw the can of soda. He approached me and gently grab my hand which I forgot to detach from the corner of my mouth.

I stared at him. I can sense my eyes go wide as he closes the gap between our faces.

"Did he kiss you?" He spoke the words in a terrifyingly slow manner.

"N-no! Why would Todoroki-kun do that? He he he.." I scratched my cheek with my free hand.

"Deku." I gulped when I hear Kacchan's voice. It sounds scary.. And spicy. Really like his personality.

"Can I kiss you?"

Katsuki

Watching that bastard lick Deku's mouth, something in me burned up.

I wanted to explode his face away but I couldn't move in my spot.

I went back in my room and sat on my bed, mentally counting to 100.

After counting, I stood up to check on Deku.

The bastard's gone.

Fucking good. Tch.

I watched Deku's every movement.

He seemed to be still dazed.

And it's fucking irritating.

I grasped his hand in mine and his eyes fluttered suddenly.

"Did he kiss you?" I know it wasn't a kiss. But almost one.

Deku had been honest to deny but for me, it was still a kiss.

But right this fucking moment, I feel like I have to be gentle with him. Like any minute, he'd fall apart.

"Can I kiss you?" I tried so hard to sound soothing.

He didn't respond but he just closed his eyes. I took that as a cue and wrapped my arm on his waist while the other placed at the back of his head.

I linked his lips with mine and enjoyed the warmth of his mouth. And cherished the softness of his luscious lips.

I broke the kiss after a while.

I stood up and cleared the dishes.

"Um..Kacchan?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I stay--"

"Yes. Stay in my room. And finish your katsudon."

After doing the dishes, I locked the doors.

We went to my room and I threw Deku a pair of my old but unworn pajamas.

I know it would fit him. He is way smaller than me.

He changed in the bathroom as I made my bed.

When he came back, he was fiddling the hem of his pajama tops. He looked fucking cute.

"The old hag gave me that when I was 12. I never fucking wore that. It looks so dorky. So like you." I pat the bed.

The nerd slowly sat beside me andI wrestled him. He let out chuckles I thought I'd never hear again. Heartfelt chuckles that he loves to let out when we were playing years back then.

I snuggled him close.

"K-Kacchan?"

"Shush. I'm warming up, you fuckface!" But it was actually the other way.

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