Summary: "I think we should see other people." Bakugou Katsuki stood there in stunned silence. His eyes searched the other teen's face, looking for clarification, for answers, for something – anything - to say he had just heard that incorrectly. "Okay," he forced himself to respond. Bakugou attempts to keep to Todoroki's wish to see other people, going through emotions he didn't think he had, only to get more pissed off the more he thinks about it.

Rated NC-17/X for future chapter.

Word Count: 2,395

Disclaimer: Shall never own any character used in this fic.

Passion
Part One

"I think we should see other people."

Bakugou Katsuki stood there in stunned silence. His eyes searched the other teen's face, looking for clarification, for answers, for something – anything - to say he had just heard that incorrectly.

Todoroki Shouto is not a person to joke, or carelessly say what he had. His expression remained the emotionless mask he usually wore.

The blonde drew a blank how to even respond, as he knew the answer to anything he could have said – Are you kidding me? What, why? What the fuck?!

His anger began to flare, exasperated he couldn't string together two words to the person he'd been with for three fucking years.

He knew the 'why' – things were simply stale. After graduating U.A. two years ago and joined the Hero workforce, they were mostly kept separated due to work. They were too tired to do anything substantial together when they even had a day off. Sex wasn't very often anymore, and when they did it was just routine, doing just enough to get off and go to sleep. Their favorite kinks hadn't been explored in over a year, the toys untouched and gathering dust in the sock drawer.

All the reasoning was there, Bakugou understood.

Todoroki's words repeated in his head, each syllable like arrows to his chest.

He couldn't breathe right, and only seconds had passed.

"Okay," he forced himself to respond, more towards the floor than Todoroki. His voice was nothing but defeat.

The anger turned towards himself for sounding so pathetic. It was his fault it had come to this, his fault he'd done nothing to stop it from happening.

Todoroki nodded. "Okay." He glanced down, noticing Bakugou's tight fists at his sides. "Hey." He reached to take the blonde's right hand into his own, forcing it to uncurl. "I'm not saying 'break up' or 'move out', or anything of the sort."

Bakugou looked up at him incredulously.

"I'm just saying that maybe we could take some time for a break. We've had no one but each other since U.A. We're still young; Maybe seeing other people will broaden our relationship."

He sounded so uncharacteristically confident, and Bakugou felt like his legs were about to give out.

Bakugou nodded numbly. "Yeah, that makes sense. That's fine."

The words he didn't mean felt like vomit falling from his lips.

"Okay." Todoroki dropped his hand, turning to grab a bag strewn on their couch. "I'm headed to work. I'll hopefully be home before dinner." He briefly kissed Bakugou's cheek in passing. "Don't be too late to work."

And then Bakugou was alone in their shared apartment, the door slamming behind him.

It was completely normal for neither of them to swap tenderness or loving words. He'd never even said those 'three little words', but that was fine – they both knew it without saying. Their actions had always said it instead, loud and clear.

But now, in this particular moment… Bakugou felt far too empty without it.

He attempted normalcy.

He worked, did his typical Hero routine. He broke things, chased people. He had angry outbursts and exploded things. To the typical onlooker, nothing had changed.

But Todoroki's words echoed in his head for a week.

Bakugou couldn't stand Todoroki's overall nonchalance about it when they were home together, like nothing had changed for him, either.

He had tried to ignore it for the most part. Until the evening he came home and received a text as he set his keys down –

'I'll be home late, k?'

After mulling it over, stewing and reading the text a few times over, the blonde suddenly felt the need to take a walk. He left quickly without locking the door, blood simmering too much to give a shit at the moment.

The path he took was obvious from the aftermath of trees intermittently exploded from their roots along the way.

Usually, when it was work keeping Todoroki late, there would be no text. There typically isn't a free moment to text your significant other when there was an emergency going on, of which was understood between them.

No, this was part of what he'd mentioned before, the proposal. He'd already begun.

After a while, Bakugou sat in a huff on a bench at a tiny playground, much like one he had played at in his childhood. He felt the need to check his phone, curious but dreading to look. He clicked the screen to life, not really surprised there was no further response.

He's with someone…

He had half a mind to punch the poor bench he sat on down to toothpicks. It pissed him off, the mere thought of anyone else inside his Todoroki, someone else making him beg and moan…

The back of his hand furiously rubbed at his crimson eyes, refusing to give in to their sudden sting.

But it dawned on him – he could do the same thing.

He again looked down at his phone, taking a deep breath to calm down. It was easy, right? He had permission, and Todoroki was already off fucking who-knows-what. It's not like Half-Assed was the only person he'd ever been with, either.

Fuck it.

He navigated to the app store, selecting the first and most popular hookup app.

His search for someone on the app was broad; he'd long considered himself to be bisexual, making it easy. He'd find anyone attractive, as long as they were decent to look at and somewhat as powerful as himself.

It didn't take long to have a hit.

He found it surprising to come across Yaoyorozu Momo on the dating scene – Bakugou expected her to be the type who'd already have a boyfriend and be settled down. He hadn't really tracked what his ex-classmate had been up to after graduation, but was aware she had been relatively successful so far as a heroine.

He'd always found Yaoyorozu attractive – she had definitely been one of his first fantasies upon starting U.A., before the fantasy had switched to having Todoroki, of course. She did have the best tits in Class 1-A, and he'd always respected her Creation quirk. He didn't have to mull it over very long before sending her a message of interest on the app.

A few moments went by before receiving a response.

'Wanna get dinner first?'

The resulting action from that response had Bakugouu on his way to pick up Yaoyorozu – it was either that or eat alone, of which the latter was too depressing at the moment for his taste. She texted the address, confirming she had yet to move away from her parent's mansion.

Bakugou stood outside the gate, holding the buzzer unrelentingly. He hadn't bothered to groom himself like for a proper date, opting to go in just a black v-neck T-shirt and jeans, expecting the evening to go quickly and with one thing in mind.

The gate opened, and Yaoyorozu stepped out. "You can let go, you ass."

The blonde regarded her very exposed chest – the red blouse had a deep neckline that didn't leave much to the imagination.

"Creati," he greeted, referencing her adopted hero name.

"Lord Explosion Murder," she responded sarcastically.

A lopsided smug grin lit up Bakugou's face. "You know it."

Yaoyorozu laughed; a light laugh, one that hadn't changed since high school and sounded nice. "I'm so glad you didn't end up going with that as a hero name. That was so awful."

"Hey!" he retorted. "That's still the best fucking name! I'd go with it if I was allowed to!"

Raven-colored eyes rolled. "Whatever. So there's a place that opened up recently down the road here – wanna just walk?"

Bakugou shrugged. "That's fine."

Yaoyorozu succeeded in making small talk along the way, revealing she had not been up to much since graduating other than focusing solely on hero work. Bakugou confirmed his own days went by similarly, leaving out any details having to do with Todoroki. Thankfully, Yaoyorozu had grown into a chatterbox and was doing most of the talking to fill the silence, of which Bakugou was appreciative of for the moment.

The place she led them to was nowhere near extravagant like he thought it'd be– it was a little shop on the corner of an intersection of streets, the storefront simple and inviting. The flags to entice customers inside weren't overbearing, and the windows had minimal signage or pictures, and used lights that were not the usual neon like he'd see further into the city.

They went in and took their seats. The menu revealed an array of different sushi or ramen options. The blonde opted to go for a couple simple sushi rolls, deciding his stomach wouldn't be able to handle anything too heavy, while Yaoyorozu went for a fully loaded ramen bowl. Service was quick, with their dinners served within ten minutes.

"So what made you get on Tinder? I figured you'd have quite the fanclub to choose from by now?" Yaoyorozu asked between bites.

The question caught Bakugou off guard. "Eh, not really. I, uh, just needed something different than beating off to porn," he lied.

Bakugou's crass response didn't phase Yaoyorozu in the least. "Yeah, I hear ya. I know plenty of guys that are interested, but I've met them all through work, ya know? I was looking for something not related." She paused to take a swallow a bite of fish ball. "I mean, you're kinda different though, 'cause we go way back," she smiled.

"Yeah, sure."

They ate through most of their dinner in peace. Bakugou concentrated as much as he could on his sushi and Yaoyorozu's conversation, trying his hardest to not think about what Todoroki was doing or if he'd texted him.

"Oh hey, I wonder what they're doing here…"

The interruption made Bakugou look up at Yaoyorozu.

"Isn't that Todoroki and Midoriya?"

Bakugou's attention whipped to the side. Pure fury instantly burned in his veins. Deku?! Seriously?

"Didn't you and Todoroki kinda date before?"

"Yeah, kinda" he said, noncommittal.

Their relationship on the whole had been kept a secret from the public. They didn't need their faces spread across all over the media, announcing two of the newest top heroes liked boys and were fucking. There had been times at U.A. where it had been difficult to hide- the hungry glances, the moans behind closed doors. While they had never confirmed or denied something was going on between them, their closest friends just assumed and moved on, thankfully keeping their mouths shut on the matter.

His eyes began to sting from not blinking, unable to move his gaze from who his Todoroki was with at the moment, watching them take a table across the room.

"I see Midoriya once in a while," said Yaoyorozu, oblivious to Bakugou's rage. "He still has the habit when he's not working to be on the sidelines of incidents, scribbling in that notebook of his." She paused to take a bite of food. "He would probably make a fortune if he ever really compiled all those notes together and published them. I mean, we'd all be screwed, since he's so good at figuring out weaknesses and counterattacks, but I could also see it being super helpful as well, ya know?"

"Uh-huh." Bakugou forced his gaze down to his plate. He put his chopsticks down; any appetite he had suddenly vanished, feeling like he'd throw up if he ate anything else.

He needed to leave before he blew up the entire block, before he took Deku's head and ran it through a wall (or preferably several).

"You ready to head out of here?" the blonde asked, nodding his head towards the door. "I can pay."

Yaoyorozu perked up, putting her chopsticks down. "Oh, okay, sure."

Bakugou made sure to pay in exact cash to ensure their quick exit. He half wondered if they knew he was here, if Todoroki was there on purpose, if the half and half bastard wanted to flaunt who he was with, if-

"Hey," Yaoyorozu tentatively touched his arm as they walked away from the building, turning back towards her place. "You okay? You seem out of it."

Bakugou shrugged. "It's fine. I don't give a fuck."

"Hmm…" Yaoyorozu gave him a side glance, but otherwise went silent.

They walked back in silence, Bakugou's thoughts in complete turmoil, the tightness in his chest back with full force. He envisioned Todoroki making out with Deku, sucking him off. He could see himself making out with Yaoyorozu, burying his face in Yaoyorozu's chest like he'd always wanted to. Todoroki's dick inside Deku, his own dick inside Yaoyorozu. The further they walked, the further the images went. The images swapped back and forth, about what was about to happen with Yaoyorozu, what Todoroki was going to do with Deku. He couldn't focus…

They came to a stop in front of the Yaoyorozu residence gate.

"So…" said Yaoyorozu, breaking the ice. "You wanna head upstairs?"

Crimson eyes swept over her, how her hips were cocked suggestively, her breasts nearly falling out of her top, her gaze and expression expressly stating her intentions to get into his pants. She was sex on two legs, and-

Realization dawned on him – I can't do this.

Bakugou gave an exasperated sigh, scratching the back of his head. "Ah, fuck." Without warning, he gave Yaoyorozu a quick kiss on the cheek. "Sorry. You're really fucking hot and all, and any other time I would've loved to smash, but…" He stopped, unsure of how to put it.

I only want him…

Yaoyorozu gave a knowing smile. "I get it."

Bakugou glanced up at her.

"I can tell you've had something on your mind all evening. Something happened and you needed a distraction. You're just not ready for next base."

The blonde shoved his hands into his pockets, looking away. "Yeah, basically."

"That's okay." Yaoyorozu punched in the code required to open the gate. "Well, hit me up again when you're ready. You're really fucking hot too, as you put it. I'd love to be a mind-blowing distraction for ya," she winked at him suggestively. She turned towards the gate that had unlocked. "Have a good night, Bakugou," she said softly. With that, she headed inside.

Bakugou took a deep breath and turned to head back home, wondering how the fuck he just turned down a night with Yaoyorozu Momo.

End Part One