A/N: I swear to God. THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER. I have a lots of things to do in life, plus other fanfics to finish. Just that one comment I received from a reader gave me an idea (and I actually want to write exactly what that reader said, hehehe) so I made this in one go. Enjoy!


Katsuki glared at the innocent, automatic glass door of the hospital entrance, wondering why it just wouldn't combust with his mere look and what on earth was he doing there.

So, since the last time he visited here, there were a shitload of unfortunate things that happened consecutively. Little Deku had an encounter with that weirdo Tomura, then they went to the summer camp and the fucker decided to kidnap him to recruit him to his club of all things, All Might's era came to an end in exchange for his rescue, he failed the provisional license exam for the heroes, he found out that Deku was All Might's chosen one to give his powers and he had to keep it as a secret, and he was so left behind due to Aizawa's punishment, not to mention his provisional license training with Half N Half bastard. Nice. Just so nice. And now what, he was wasting his time standing right in front of this hospital for more than five minutes by now like some creeper because he was really reluctant to do this?

His mom found out that he failed the provisional license exam and he got into a fight with Deku (that Aizawa wasn't contented with just his house arrest penalty. He knew he would surely get an earful from her so the prick told the old hag). So one afternoon, right before he returned to the dorm from the provisional training, his mom requested him to go to their house first. She contacted Aizawa to make sure he would go home whether he liked it or not, so he had no choice. He expected for the worst; listen to her nag her head off until she was satisfied slash until they were screaming at each other before she gave up on the lecture because Katsuki wouldn't give a fuck to what she had to say. Well, because that was how it usually worked.

The worst didn't come, much to his surprise. She just gave him a stern look, told him to come inside the house with an angry tone, ordered him to tell everything that happened (he didn't give all the details, of course) then called him 'still being an insolent brat as usual,' before beckoning him to help her in the kitchen as she prepared for dinner. And as if the fate was making a lame joke on him, they had to cook curry- which reminded him of that little incident that involved Todoroki and his mom. Damn, why did they have to have curry of all food in the world on that single day he went home?

But wait, there was more. He could have dismissed the whole ordeal if they happened to finish all the curry but no, there was a goddamned bunch of leftovers that his mom told him to bring some for his classmates because it'd be a waste if he didn't. He knew his mom was still annoyed at all the trouble he had caused, so he couldn't exactly tell her off. Left with no choice, he packed the remaining curry into two bento boxes, seething under his breath of why did he have to deal with this and why did he feel a slight inclination to pay Todoroki's mom a visit to fulfil his promise even though he strongly believed that it was absolutely unnecessary.

Well, looking back at the reason why he failed the provisional license exam despite being more than able to kick the asses of the fake villains, he knew that he had a big problem when dealing with other people, and he had no intention to extend a helping hand because they could all go save themselves or go to hell, he didn't care. But to the provisional examiners and the world, it didn't work that way. He was supposed to care. It was a basic requirement to be a hero: to have concern for the people.

Meaning, if he was serious about being a hero, he should learn to show compassion— even if it was fake. And with what was happening around him today, it was like fate— if there really was and it could go and fuck itself— was telling him to start learning to express exactly that now by doing what he promised and treat Todoroki's mom with some homemade special curry.

This was considerably easy. Go to the room, give the curry then leave. If it went according to what he wanted to happen, then no problem. But NOTHING had gone according to what he wanted to happen for the past days and his instinct was telling him that today was no exception.

He'd be damned if Todoroki or that bitchy nurse was there. As what he could remember, Todoroki went straight back to the dorm after the provisional training. He said he went to the hospital during his off, so he likely wasn't there. And in case he bumped into that nurse, who cares? He just had to avoid her at all cost. Oh, if only he had his provisional license now, he could teach her a lesson and tell he just had to defend himself from being devolved into a goddamned goody-goody boy.

Right, better get this over with. The visiting hour was about to end and he wanted to go back to the dorm to sleep. Their training was pretty packed today; it wouldn't be surprising if Todoroki was snoring his ass out by now.

Hurriedly, he went straight to the room where Todoroki's mom was confined. He fortunately met no familiar face and as he reached her room, he saw that she was just by herself while reading a book, sitting on her bed.

"Bakugou-kun?" She called, eyes scrutinizing him as he walked closer. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, hello," he tried his best not to sound extremely rude but not uncharacteristically gentle, too. "It's been a while, ma'am."

"Yes, it is," she smiled then gestured to the vacant seat in front of her. "How are you? Oh, I heard a lot of things from the news, about the kidnapping and all. How are you feeling right now?"

"I'm fine. I don't want to talk about it if you don't mind," he took the offered seat though he didn't really want to. He wanted to just go home so bad.

"Okay, I understand. Oh, I'm happy that you paid me a visit. I haven't had any visitor aside from my kids since that time you came."

Katsuki pulled out one of the bento boxes from his bag and placed it on the table. "Mom and I made some curry, and I remembered telling you to give some when I remember. Here you go, that should taste a little better that the pathetic servings you usually get here."

"Ah, Bakugou-kun. Thank you very much, I appreciate this."

"You're welcome," Katsuki zipped his bag and stood up. "I will be going, then. Need to go back to the dorm before it gets dark."

"Ah, Bakugou-kun—" Todoroki's mom reached one hand as if to stop him when he heard voices getting closer to the room's door. Shit.

"As for the new medications, the dosages are also changed because your mommy has improved greatly... oh. Look who's here."

"Bakugou?"


Shouto was... taken aback. Bakugou was really there, in the flesh. He was still wearing his uniform, and he noticed the bento box on his mom's bedside table that wasn't there earlier. God, was this for real?

"What are you doing here?" Bakugou asked.

"Hey, I'm the one who's supposed to ask you that."

"Didn't I tell you I'll give your mom some curry? Ah, figures. You forgot. Stupid moron. I'm done here," he walked to the door when Atutsie-san blocked the way. Bakugou raised his guard and even stepped back.

"Hey, hey. Still with the sharp tongue, aren't we? Todoroki-kun, hasn't he made any progress since the last time I tamed him? Bad boy, I see. Maybe I should just do it again, huh," Atutsie-san teased, with one hand raised and crooked smile that told Shouto that she had some naughty side.

"FUCK OFF!" Bakugou grounded out. He was panicking. He didn't panic when he was captured by Tomura Shigaraki and when he was in between All For One and All Might's fight but he was, more than visibly, panicking right now. Was being forced to be in his good side felt that horrible for this person?

"Haha! Just joking. I consumed my quirk today to the other patients, young man. Meaning, I can't put you on your Good Boy Mode anymore. You can let your guard down now."

Bakugou didn't let go of his stance, though he could see that he was relieved. "Good. I'll be going. Just get well soon or whatever," he lazily waved a hand.

"Ah, wait! I meant to say that you and Shouto should just go together back to your dorm tonight. I think it'll be safer for the both of you. No offense, Bakugou-kun. But I'll feel better to know that you guys are with each other in case something comes up along the way," his mom told Bakugou.

"Huh? Who needs to be with that turf? No, thanks," was what Bakugou replied. He marched closer to the door.

"Mom's right, Bakugou. I'm about to go back, too. I was just informed about her new medicines and I wanted to visit her, too," he had to say thanks for the effort he did for his mom.

"Oh, right. I need to get going, too. I'm about to start my rounds," Atutsie-san said before moving to the door.

"No frigging way—" was what Bakugou meant to say when as he turned his head to glare at Shouto, Atutsie-san swiftly hovered her hand over Bakugou's head, planted it through his hair before ruffling it as if she was giving a fur scrub to a dog.

"Gotcha~" she hummed. Poor Bakugou for being made fun of a sleepless nurse. Well, it was his bad for pissing her off for the second time around. "Sorry little fella, I lied. I haven't used my quirk for the entire day. There you have it, Todoroki-kun. Your very own escort to accompany you back home. You don't mind coming with him, right? Bakugou-kun."

"No," the nice, soft tone in Bakugou's eyes that Shouto saw for the first time before was back. "I think it's a good idea, too. The villains are still out there, targeting us students. Hurry up, Todoroki. Aizawa's gonna bicker if we go back late."

"Coming," Shouto complied. "Mom, we have to go. See you on my next off. Thanks, Atutsie-san."

"You are more than welcome, Todoroki-kun. Take care on your way, the two of you."


"Hey, thanks for visiting my mom again," Shouto said as they left the hospital entrance.

"Huh? Don't give me that grateful look, you're creeping me out."

"Oh, sorry."

"I heard you and that bitch nurse talked about your mom getting better. That's good for her," Bakugou sincerely looked relieved with the news it was Shouto's turn to feel creepy.

"Yeah. She kept asking me about what happened to you when you were kidnapped. She grew worried, though she was more worried when I told her that I came along to rescue you. Did she ask you how you were doing?"

"Yeah, though I brushed it off and told her I don't wanna talk about it. And correction, I wasn't rescued. I just went with you because I don't want to get into All Might's way."

"Yeah, right. So, what are you going to do when we get back now? Kirishima and the others might think that you must have been possessed or they are out of their minds once they noticed that there's something off about you."

"For starters, you better shut your mouth about it. I'll lock myself in my room until the quirk wears off. Act like I don't exist and so will I."

"Okay. Oh, and how long did the quirk last after that first time Atutsie-san used it to you?"

"Around the next morning. If lucky, I can scream at your face by the first class tomorrow."

"Around 12 hours, huh. Not bad, I thought you'll go back just after an hour or so."

"What are you trying to get at, huh?"

"Relax, I was just kidding."

"Stop being buddy-buddy with me!"

"Whatever you say. But really, Bakugou. Thank you again for the curry for mom."

"... Tss. I just hope she likes it. Oh, since you mentioned it," Bakugou removed his backpack from one of his shoulders and unzipped it. He pulled out a bento box and gave it to Shouto with a bored look in his face. "I meant to give this to Kirishima but since I can't face everyone with what that nurse did, you can have this. I always see you eat soba every fucking single day at the canteen. Have this curry for a change."

"Bakugou. Can you be just like that every day? You will likely pass the provisional license training if you just be that true to yourself."

"Over my dead body."

Shouto sighed. He took the offered bento. "Right, why did I even ask. Alright, thank you. I'll cover up for you while you lock yourself in your room."

"You're welcome. And you better do that, or else I'll kill you. Don't ever mention this to anyone, clear?"

"Okay."

Shouto didn't understand anything anymore. He was having a decent conversation with Bakugou like they were normal friends. Perhaps his mom was right; he'd got some good comrades.

They parted ways to their rooms as they arrived at the dorm. Bakugou hastily went in, without speaking to anybody. Shouto placed the bento box on his table which was still slightly warm then changed to his casual clothes. He opened the box as he began to review his notes, absently took a spoonful of the curry and had to stop reading for a while. Wow. Bakugou was good at this. The curry tasted great. His mom would no doubt like it.

He finished the serving and cleaned the box. Oh, he had to return them to Bakugou. Weirdly, he was looking forward to it.