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Shouto inhaled harshly and long enough to the other man in his cellphone to ask if he was alright. It was the third time this week -- that started just two days ago -- his father was trying to get him to spit out about his love life. He was already speculating to get rid of his smartphone and buy another, just so the dual haired man could win his peace once again. Without being interrogated about dating every girl on earth his father knew.
"I'm alright, dad. Don't worry. And no, I am not dating Momo, she is just a friend. And I hope she still just it." Shouto said simply. His fingers playing with one strap of his hair.
The male sighed, as his father insisted once again that he could tell those things for him, and that he was doing it for his son's best. After a bit more of chitchat, they eventually hang up. Todoroki almost thanked God for having his precious noiseless time in his hands again for him to control it. The storm outside the habitation was frequently touching the ground, making a wet, yet relaxing, noise. The heterochromatic boy laid his head on the couch's back, his eyes watching the raindrops as if they were really extraordinary, trough the window. The only light on the room was from the moon and the fancy telephone in the boy's hand.
The dual haired groaned when someone turned the lights on. Neither he or his eyes expected a sudden and uncomfortable change. His invaluable time alone with the rain and the calmness on it was broken once again. He twisted his head slightly, looking at who just interrupted him. Bakugou. He was glad that it was him, if it were Midorya he would be extremely worried. Shouto smiled a little, without showing any teeth, when he saw the confused look the other had on his face.
"Oi, why are awake Icyhot?" Katsuki tone was a bit worried, and it wasn't a surprise for Todoroki, it was already pretty late, almost 2 Am. But at the same time, the male was relaxed and looking a bit sleepy.
The blonde approached the, four centimeters, taller boy, and sat by his side. Todoroki, on the other hand, flinched at the abrupt proximity, but in record time he was again glancing at the rain. Bakugou groaned when he noticed his question was ignored. He was decided to try once again. "Half'n'half I ask--" he was cut by a Todoroki's whisper.
"I don't know. I couldn't sleep. What about you Bakugou?" The younger asked, his head was facing the ceiling, and his hand was up like it was trying to grab the roof. "Can you turn the lights off again?" He whispers, turning his face just to catch Bakugou's eyes fixed on him, like he was extremely delicate, and could break by just a touch.
"I woke up because of your fucking screaming." His crimson pupils turning away from the other's face and locking on the joyful manner he was fiddling his fingers.
"Sorry... I didn't mean to speak loudly. But I couldn't achieve even half of your tone." The taller boy teased the blonde in the most energetic tone he ever did. The other male was turning the lights off again, but he was fast coming back at his side on the couch. The sound of rain was still present in the moments neither of them spoke. It was cozy. Really.
"You little fucker." Katsuki mumbled, holding back a laugh. And so Todoroki was holding one too.
Their eyes meet again, this time neither of them looked away. The moment was flawless enough, so neither of them could crash the silence. The moonlight narrowly illumining their faces and giving their eyes a beautiful glow, the serene air surrounding the area they were, everything felt so right, so unique for one moment.
Finally, Todoroki started feeling sleepy, he rubbed his eyes, making an effort to stay awake, but falling right away to expel his sleepiness. He wished to stay awake. Stay with Bakugou. But his body desired for him to got a bed, and sleep until noon. Maybe it was because the other presence makes him precisely exhausted, or perhaps because it comforted him so much, that he could fall asleep just from being by his side, without even thinking of it for a second time. Just from knowing Katsuki is there.
Todoroki looked to the blonde's hands moving in his lap while nodding for the words that came from the smaller's mouth, even if he couldn't pay attention to it. When an opportunity appeared -- Bakugou's hand, were now in front of his face, trying to 'wake him' from his trance -- he rushed his way to lay his head on the blonde's lap. The act gave the crimson eyed a shiver to the tip of his toes to the last strand of his hair, his breath was uncontrolled and he could swear his heart almost made its way out his chest. He was genuinely scared by the action.
"Todoroki... What are you doing?" Katsuki asked, trying to take the head out of his tights, receiving a disagreeable whin from the dual-haired.
"I am sleepy." Shouto murmured. Eyes semi-closed as he watched his friend's face. A yawn escapes his lips, and he hugs the other arm -- the one that was trying to expulse him. The blonde froze, he didn't know what to do. He almost forgot how to breathe.
"Todoroki."
"This is me." The dual haired boy proclaimed, still hugging his arm.
"Get. Up. And stop doing that with my arm." A frown spotted on the, before calm, face.
"I don't want to. You are comfortable like a pillow." Todoroki gave him a smile - more of a smirk, with his eyes, still, closed.
"Fuck it. Fuck him. Fuck all." Bakugou thought for himself, finally taking Shouto's head from his lap. He suspired when the younger disapproved of his action but did not get close to his tights again. He laid down on the couch, putting his legs behind Todoroki.
"This is the first and last time I'm doing it." The confused, and sleepy, look on the taller face was amazing. He opened his arms, giving space for the other to lay down at top of him.
"What is taking you so long? Just lay here. Stupid half'n'half." And so Todoroki did as he was ordered.
He laid down, his face between the blonde's neck and shoulders. Katsuki hesitated, but without thinking much more he put his hands on the heterochromatic eyed boy's waist, pushing him close.
"Of course this is the last time. If you do it again I will start to think you're in love with me." It was just a joke. But both of them knew some part of their hearts hoped for it to be more. A lot more than a mere mockery.
"Shut up. Put your god damn alarm to 5 Am." Shouto hummed affirmatively, putting the warning to they wake up on his cellphone.
He was feeling surprisingly warm. They both were.
The sound of the storm calmed, just like their heads. The males closed their eyes. The sleepiness catching them. As fast as possible they fell asleep. The best night of sleep they had in the entire week.