Artist: Mardimari3
Rating: T
Category: Among Us Au / slight romance (?)
Warning: Mentions of violence but nothing detailed

I haven't been in a good place this week. No real reason behind it just got down and I needed something small and silly to lift my mood. Mardi's works – especially the little TodoMomo comics - always make me so happy, so I decided to write a quick drabble of one of my favorite of Mardi's comics.

Also, big thank you to Taq for the corrections!


A pair of white boots clicked off of gray aluminum flooring.

"Why the fuck do I have to be paired with you?" A deep voice grumbled.

Todoroki Shouto blinked. Slowly, he looked up from his clipboard to stare at Bakugo Katsuki, the ship's pilot, trudging ahead of him down the dark corridor.

A low rumbling sounded in the vents, as one of the spaceship's generators turned on.

Shouto frowned.

Bakugo should know as well as anyone why they had to travel in pairs. The night before, Midoriya Izuku, the ship's captain, had informed the crew of another death. It was the second one on the spaceship. And even Shouto, who wasn't always the fastest on the uptake, knew what that meant.

"Because there may be an imposter among us."

"I know that, idiot," Bakugo snapped. He turned to glare at Shouto over his shoulder. His lips twisted into a sneer. "Still doesn't explain why I had to be paired with you . You weak ass motherfucker." He stuffed his hands into his pockets and continued down the hall.

Shouto opened his mouth to reply, but then thought better of it.

In truth, he hadn't wanted to do the security checks with Bakugo either. He would much rather have been paired with another of their shipmates…a very specific shipmate.

His chest tightened in a way that was becoming all too familiar as Shouto thought of the spaceship's chief engineer.

Yaoyorozu Momo.

Warmth spread up Shouto's neck, and he swallowed thickly, looking back down at his checklist.

It was easy to justify why Shouto admired and looked up to her. Yaoyorozu was smart, beautiful, kind - the perfect crewmate and friend. That was probably why he wanted to spend every waking moment with her. And, he had to admit, probably part of the reason why he was more than a little disappointed when she had assigned the pairings and had chosen to work with the stupid, despicable little purple grape head instead of him.

Her reasoning made sense – of course it did, Yaoyorozu always made sense, but that didn't stop the green feeling of jealousy from tightening around his heart.

Fluorescent lights lining the bottom of the steel walls cast dark shadows along the winding hallway.

Shouto's fingers tightened around his pen. "We're almost done. Two more rooms..."

Then he would be free to go back to the cafeteria and maybe – hopefully - Yaoyorozu would be there reading her book. She'd smile as he would enter and offer him tea.

Bakugo scoffed loudly. And Shouto fought down the smile pulling at his lips as they came to the end of the corridor.

Three floor-to-ceiling metal doors stood before them. Shouto's eyes scanned the air-locked entryways on each wall. Next to each gate was a red button encased in glass. All in-take. Nothing out of the ordinary.

A good sign.

In the last two murders the buttons had been tampered with.

"I'm opening the reactor first," Bakugo said, reaching out to the glass case next to the door to his left, flipping it up.

Shouto nodded and looked back down at his spaceship floor plan. There was a hiss as the metal door slid open.

There was a sharp gasp.

From the corner of his eye, Shouto saw Bakugo freeze. He marked the box next to the reactor room and looked up to see what made Bakugo still.

His heart jumped in his throat.

"Yaoyorozu."

In the middle of the floor, a pool of blood surrounded the decapitated body of Mineta Minoru. Yaoyorozu Momo stood above him, her dark eyes wide. There were a few smudges of what looked like blood on her face and arms.

Shouto's pulse quickened.

Yaoyorozu brought her hand up to her curl in front of her chest. "I-I just found him stabbed 37 times," she said quickly, her usually calm voice pitched higher.

Shouto looked back down at the crumpled form of his former crewmate. He had never liked Mineta but still…

It must have been truly traumatizing to find her crewmate like this, especially when they were supposed to be a pair.

He looked back up and met Yaoyorozu's dark eyes. Shouto smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way. "Thank you for reporting this."

Yaoyorozu started "Ye-yes, of course," she said, avoiding his eyes. Her fingers trembled.

She was acting strange.

Was she hurt?

Shouto's stomach twisted as he looked her over for any injuries. He knew he wasn't always the best at picking up on things, but she didn't seem injured. Relief washed over him and Shouto allowed his gaze to drift back to her face.

Yaoyorozu's usually bright eyes were dark, and her lips quivered. She looked so small at that moment, all Shouto wanted to do was reassure her that everything was going to be alright.

He straightened. "Go clean up. I'll make you some tea to help your nerves."

Yaoyorozu's head jerked up and her eyes glistened. She stared at him for a moment and then a small smile pulled at her lips that made his stomach flip. "Thank you Todoroki-san, I knew I could count on you."

Heat warmed his face, and Shouto looked away, hoping she hadn't noticed. He cleared his throat. "I'll notify the cleaning team to come and deal with this. Do you want me to walk you back to your room?"

"No." She sniffed and reached up to rub at her face. "I'll be fine. Thank you, Todoroki-san."

He nodded, and his eyes narrowed. "But…you'll let me know if I can do anything for you?"

Yaoyorozu licked her lips. "I will." She smiled and folded her hands together in front of her and bowed. "Thank you," she whispered again, before straightening and hurrying past them and down the corridor.

Shouto waited for the sound of her boots to fade, before looking back at Bakugo.

The ship's pilot hadn't moved. His red eyes were wide as he continued to stare at Mineta Minrou's corpse.

Shouto frowned.

He never thought of Bakugo as the type to be affected by traumatic events, but apparently everyone had their limits.

He leaned forward to push the red button next to the entryway. The metal doors to the reactor room hissed shut, cutting off the blooded body of Mineta Minrou from view.

Bakugo jerked as the entryway bolted shut. His hand darted up and he clutched his heart. "What. The. Fuck?"

Shouto frowned.

And the pilot said he was the weak one?

"Let's go," he said after a moment. Shouto held the clipboard to his chest as he turned to walk back towards the cafeteria. This would be a hassle to report, but at least he could spend time with Yaoyorozu.

He wondered what type of tea she'd like.

Perhaps chamomile?


I know this was short and probably not the best but hopefully you could still enjoy.