Clingy Todoroki

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Word count: 3090

[Todoroki's POV]

Today we decided to go out to the park. It was the first day of Spring, so we wanted to enjoy our time outside.

Lately though, I've been finding it difficult to enjoy the cool weather. My mind has be....busy on other things at the moment. Other people.

I decided to wear a baby blue hoodie with a pair of black sweat pants for the walk around the park. I didn't feel like going all out, so I dressed up comfortably. Everyone else seemed to have the same thoughts, including a certain someone.

We all began our walk outside of UA, and our walk seemed to be more of a clump than an actual group. I was in between the Deku and Baku squads since lately it seemed that I was in either group.

Kirishima was on my right and Midoriya was on my left as we walked. They both had their conversations pointed towards me, but I wasn't quite into the chat we were having. I found myself stealing any chance to get a glimpse of a certain blond instead. Each time I did I felt my heart gleam with joy, and a smile would force my lips upwards without my knowledge.

I was almost caught a few times, but I was able to move my gaze in time or I'd make it seem that I was paying attention to Kirishima instead.

It was kinda hard not to watch him since he was wearing a black tank top and a pair of black sweats. He really did look good in it. Wait....what am I saying??

I shake the thoughts from my head, and instead I focus on the people who actually want to interact with me.

We finally make it to the park, and our class dispersed to different areas. Bakugou decided to sit on the bench, and I would have joined him, but I'd panic if it was just the two of us. I instead head towards the small pond that was nearby, and it seemed that Momo had the same idea.

"Well," she says to me and lightly punches my arm, "When are you going to talk to him."

I nearly choke on air to the question. "Uhm- great question," is all I respond with as I fiddle with the hem of my hoodie.

Momo clicks her tongue, "But he's all alone," she said and used her hands to point out the obvious.

"And what do you want me to do about it? Go up to him and make a fool of myself??" I whispered yelled as I pulled her down so that we were sitting and farther away from my crush.

"Or hear me out," she started and I rolled my eyes, "Step one make small talk. Step two bring up your supplementary classes. And step three, keep the conversation going."

"And what if I can't keep it going?" I asked, knowing I'd run out of things to say.

"Then your screwed," she answers bluntly with the shrug of her shoulders.

"What!" I nearly yelled, "Then I'd be better off not talking to him."

We both look over towards him, and we see someone approaching him.

"Who on earth is she?" Momo asked with a raised eyebrow.

I felt a defeat in my heart as the scene unfolded. There was a girl our age, very beautiful, sitting next to him. It seemed that he didn't know who she was, but she was able to start up a conversation.

"Maybe she's just a fan," Momo said, trying to get me to feel better.

The way she touched his knee told me otherwise. He seemed slightly interested, and the way she would press her large chest against his arm didn't help me at all.

"I uh...I think I'm going to head back to UA," I said, and before Momo could say anything, I quickly left.

I tried holding back the tears in my eyes the best that I could, but I started crying after I had left the park. At least no one saw me cry from school, but that didn't make it any better.

I lifted my hood up in an attempt to hide my red eyes. People could still probably see my tears, but it was better than nothing.

I hurry my way to my dorm, and all I can feel is defeat.

I couldn't even approach Bakugou, and that girl managed to start a whole conversation with him.

I use the back of my sleeve to clean up my face, and I head to bathroom to take a long hot shower. I had grabbed my clothes, so all I had to do was let the water burn all the way.

People usually like a steamy bath, but I don't have the luxury of feeling the same hot sensation since my body just regulates it for me. So it makes the heat a little pointless for me. I hop in the shower regardless, and I just let the water run down my back.

I try to get the images of that girl out of my head, but all I can see is Bakugou being taken away from me. I grip my fist against the shower wall, and the water blends in with my tears.

It's not like I tried to go up to him in the first place, so why am I so upset by it.

After my long shower, I dress myself with a t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants.

I slid under my covers, and I bring a pillow to my chest. I squeeze it tightly as I felt warm tears slide down my face. My heart was aching from the memories at the park.

What was I thinking? I really thought that I had a chance with him.

I squeeze the pillow tightly, and I bring it to my face. My heart aches knowing that I'll never be his. My tears are my witnesses to the agony of heart break.

If only I was better.

The next day I wake up from a dream. My eyes open like a child opening the blinds to annoy the people for attention.

Bakugou had been in the dream. Bits and pieces of it I could remember, and it was a moment of bliss until I realized that in reality...I was alone.

I get out of bed, still groggy from sleep. My eyes feel wretched from how tight I had them closed during my rest. I could feel my hair going in all directions from where my head was against the pillow.

I rest my case in why Bakugou would not like me.

I prepare myself for the day. I get dressed in my uniform, and I gather all the supplies I need for class. I really don't feel like going today. Especially since I'd have to confront a certain someone.

The five minute bell rings, so I make my why out my room and towards the classroom.

Today was a recovery day from all the training we've been doing. Every so often we'd have one to heal our muscles and to do some mental exercises.

We were in groups of two. I was with Momo, and we decided to do our stretches first.

I sat down with my legs slightly opened, and I began to stretch my arms as far as I could in between them. Momo slowly pushed my back to help, and I could feel a burn forming under my legs. I released my arms to rest for a little before doing four more reps.

"How are doing after..." Momo slowly trailed off as she pushed my back one more time.

My body went ridged as the thoughts came to mind. I paused to think about it. "I don't know."

We switched roles, and she was able to reach much farther than I could. "How do you??" I trailed off as I watched her arms as far as possible.

A smile lined her arms, "I'm of many talents," she mused.

"I bet so," see that she could stretch into the splits.

"Todo!" She yelled and hit my arm.

I laughed, "I'm joking!"

After our stretches we were split into two groups. One would continue the stretches and the other went to do some meditations.

Momo and I were split into different groups. I was sad by it, but at least I was with Kirishima and Deku.

What I hadn't realized at the time was that Bakugou was also in my group.

We were lead into a dark room with humidifiers with a sweet scent emitting from it. We were told to sit down by the hired instructor.

Someone had sat behind me, but I was too distracted to see who it was. We were told to close our eyes and take deep intakes of breaths and to think of dear memory.

I couldn't think of anything. All I could see was home, but it's wrongly named. Instead my mind went back to the dream.

I remember that instead of a pillow in my arms, it was Bakugou. He held me close as he stroked my hair. He smelled of caramel. It wasn't too strong nor too faint. It was perfect.

I hadn't realized that I was falling asleep, and I ended up leaning back into someone's lap.

My eyes shot open, and before I could move, a hand began stroking my hair just as I had just imagined.

I look up to see that it was Bakugou!

I shoot up right. "I'm sorry!" I whisper yelled so that I wouldn't interrupt the others.

I didn't mean to lean on him! Oh no! Please don't hate me please don't hate me please don't hate me!

I closed my eyes waiting for a yell, but instead I felt his hand wiping a tear I didn't know I had away.

I look at him, and I bring my hand up to my face. I was crying?

"I..." I trailed off.

He pulled me to his chest, and I was freaking out.

IS THIS REAL??

"Meet me at my dorm after school, and don't tell anyone," he whispered into my ear before letting go.

My heart couldn't stop racing in my chest. I was held in Bakugou's arms!!

Was I dreaming?????

There's no way. Right?? I must still be sleeping in bed. Yeah that's right. I must be. There's no way Bakugou told me to meet him at his dorm. It's not possible. Right??

My hands were trembling as we switched stations. I hid them in my pockets so no one would notice.

For the rest of the time I couldn't focus on anything. My mind was racing. I can't even remember what happened for the rest of the class.

The final bell had rung, and my heart was banging so hard in my chest. My body was shaking from anxiety while everyone else was heading out of class.

Momo caught up with me, but I told her that I was heading out someone in a hurry.

Before she could question anything, I dashed out of the class.

I was panicking.

What did Bakugou want with me?? Did he wait to yell at me till after class. That's must be it. It's the only logical conclusion that I can think of.

My body is still trembling as I made it in front of his dorm room. Everyone else headed towards the living room for a study session, but I told everyone that I'd be busy. I knocked on the door, and my nerves were eating me up.

I take a deep breath, and I knock on the door.

I can feel footsteps approaching me from the other side of the door. My stomach churns in anticipation. There's a silence before the door is opened.

Bakugou stands in front of me in a t-shirt and sweats. Was I supposed to change before I came?

"Change. We're going for a walk," was all he said to me before he started walking down the hall.

I was dumbfounded. What in earth was he up to?

I quickly head to my own dorm, and I change into a loose white shirt with a pair of black shorts before heading out.

Bakugou had been waiting for me at the end of the hall, and when he saw me, he started walking. I followed behind me, and instead of taking the elevator to leave, he took the stairs.

I was glad that we wouldn't have that awkward moment alone in there.

I stayed a few feet behind him as he started leading me away from the school. I had no idea where he was going, or how far away it would be. The sun was beginning to lower, and shades of pink began to paint across the once blue sky. The crowds of people that were once here were beginning to become scarce. The wind was lightly dancing around us, and it made a chill go up my spine.

I realized where we were heading after a few blocks.

We were going to the park.

"Bakugou, why are we here?" I ask as he stops in front of the same pond Momo and I had been yesterday.

He didn't speak. It's almost as if he hadn't heard what I had asked. His hands were in his pockets as he kept his gaze on the ripples of the water.

"What are you and ponytail talking about yesterday?" He asked as he picked up a few nearby rocks.

"I can't really remember," I lied as he began to skip the rocks across the water's surface.

"Then you wouldn't mind me asking ponytail then," he said as he turn his body towards me.

His gaze was gentle. He looked relaxed as he held the rocks in his hand. It was slightly intimidating, but I wasn't going to crumble beneath him.

"Why do you need to know?" I asked as I step towards him.

This time he turned his body completely in my direction with a smirk line over his lips. "Just to confirm something."

Confirm what? What is he going on about?

"What are you talking about? What do you want to know?" I asked as I stood in front of him.

His lips were devious as they raised to a victorious smile. He leaned towards me, and his lips reached my ear. "If you were jealous of that girl yesterday," he answered as he pulled back with his hands in his pocket.

My eyes widened, and I was left speechless.

"Knew it," he mused as he turned back to the pond.

"What! No, I wasn't," I lied horribly as he skidded another rock across the water.

"Oh, then why leave after a girl decides to flirt with me?" He asked with a side glance.

"I had...important stuff to finish at school," I said, wishing I was better at this.

"So your saying that even though we hooked up, you're not bothered by it?"

Now that was a low blow.

My throat closed up as he said that. My mouth went dry, and it was like my voice was shut off.

I could feel my eyes building up with tears, but I refused to let them fall.

His eyes lightened up as if he realized that he said something out of line, which he did. His hand went up to touch my face, but I swatted it away.

"Of course I'm bothered by it! How could I not??" I couldn't hold it in anymore. "You're the one person that I've ever had feelings before, so imagine how it'd feel to be told this by your crush. I know it's stupid. To be bothered so much by something that you know could never happen, but it does. I can't control how I feel about you or how you feel about me. So just..." I trail off as tears run down my face.

I turn to run away, but before I could, my wrist is grabbed, and I'm pulled into an embrace.

It takes me a moment to realize what had happened. The smell of caramel reached me, and it was then I knew that I wasn't imagining this.

I was in Bakugou's arms.

"I made it up," he said and held be tighter. "She was an old friend from junior high that happened to be here at the same time. Nothing happened between us," he reassured as he began to run his hand through my hair.

I wrapped my arms around him, and I held him close. I couldn't stop crying, and he held me close the whole time that I did. He was warm, and I fit so perfectly in his arms.

"I like you."

I froze for a second. Did I hear that right??

I look up with question in my eyes to meet Bakugou's red eyes.

"What?" I asked to confirm.

"I like you," he repeated with a smile.

NO WAY! I MEAN YES WAY! BUT LIKE NO WAY!

"Are you sure??" I asked and then realized that I shouldn't push my luck.

Bakugou let out a laugh at my response making me blush.

"Yes, I'm sure," he answered as he cupped my cheek.

He leaned towards me, and he brushed our lips together.

His lips were soft, and so warm. It wasn't a long kiss. Just enough for me to be satisfied but keep me longing for more.

There was a flash of light.

We both look back to see our class with several phones pointed at us.

Momo was in the center with the biggest smile on her face.

"Way to start a conversation," she teased as she showed me her phone.

It had the picture of us kissing.

My face instantly heated up with embarrassment, and I cover it with my hands.

Bakugou laughed as he wrapped his arm around my waist. "You're so cute."

And with that, we finally got together.

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