"What the fuck is taking so goddamn long!? Who leaves their guests out in motherfucking Todoroki-ass weather hah?!" Bakugou loudly complained as he rapped his knuckles violently against the wooden material.
"Something about that phrase just sounds plain wrong. Please say 'freezing' or 'cold' next time."
The angry dandelion and smol broccoli have been outside of Kirishima's front doorstep for what seemed like an eternity.
In reality it was five minutes.
Bakugou murmured curses under his breath while Midoriya used this time to take in his surroundings. The first thing Izuku noticed was Kirishima's house. It was huge and extravagantly decorated; as were most of the houses on...Golden Avenue?
Of course they would name it that. Izuku thought to himself as he eyed the literal yellow brick road. The golden street was filled with cars-most likely all owned by Kirishima's visiting family members.
Kirishima sure has a lot of relatives...I wonder if they're all as wealthy as Momo?
"Hey Kacchan, what does Kirishima's parents do for a living?" Izuku asked, suddenly curious.
The question effectively halted Katsuki's colorful language for the moment as the teen glanced up at the green haired boy and merely nodded his head towards the driveway.
Izuku turned around and was met with the sight of a large, white van that had "Kirishima's Kar 'O Fun!" spray painted in red across the side. The windows were tinted black but one could see various items inside through the loose sliding doors, such as rope, spray cans and is that a lions tail?
"...Uhh.." How Izuku didn't notice the suspicious looking vehicle earlier was a mystery.
"Shitty hairs' dad's a world renowned clown." The blonde shrugged.
"That's a clown car?"
The door finally swung open and a woman with a messy, red bun and a stained apron came into view.
"Ah, Bakugou-kun! Sorry to keep you waiting, the house's packed! Well, you can see that for yourself." The lady laughed boisterously. "Come in, come in."
The noise amplified ten folds as the two were ushered inside. Kirishima wasn't exaggerating about the amount of children that would be here; tiny elementary schoolers ran rampant through the household. They all had balloon animals and their faces painted-courtesy of Kirishima's Kar o' Fun, and left a mess just about everywhere as they tripped with foods and drinks in hands. One kid smeared paint against the walls as another went around popping balloons. The crying was indistinguishable amongst the laughter and chaos.
Katsuki glared at the teen next to him. The menacing look screamed I fucking told you so but Izuku ignores the silently fuming blonde.
Mrs. Kirishima guides the pair through the crowded halls to her son's room. "..You must be Midoriya-kun, right?" She asks along the way.
"Yes! Thank you for having me over and sorry for the intrusion!" The jumpy boy attempted to bow but was unable to do so as he was pushed aside by a little girl and two others that chased after her.
Mrs. Kirishima laughed again, "Well, aren't you a gentleman! It's no problem at all, stay as long as you like." the redheaded woman replied. The faint smile lines around her eyes and cheeks were very reminiscent of Midoriya's own mother.
He smiled back.
They finally made it down the hall to Kirishima's room.
"Kiri~dear~ your other friends are here~!" Kirishima's mother singsonged as she knocked.
"Other? Who the f-who else is here?" The blonde questioned.
The door opened and Bakugou got his answer.
"It's not healthy to grind your teeth Bakugou. My dentist told me it can cause soreness-"
"Shut. the fuck. Up." Bakugou spat out from across the room. He sat backwards on Kirishima's desk chair while Izuku and Todoroki sat cross legged from each other, 'catching up' like a couple of school girls on the bed.
"Why the hell is IcyHot here anyway?" Katsuki demanded from the redhead playing video games on the floor.
"Why can't he be here?" Kirishima replied back jokingly, intending to mimic the blonde's answer from the other day. It seems to have gone over Bakugou's head as he continued his tantrum.
"You invited me and Deku to this shitty sleepover, you never fucking mentioned THE HUMAN POPSICLE STICK WOULD-!"
"Kacchan, manners." Izuku scolded.
"Don't start with me, you made me come here." Katsuki growled, marching towards Izuku now. He was about to grab Deku by his shirt when Todoroki shifted in front of the other.
"Midoriya didn't force you. You made your own choice Bakugou." Todoroki intercepted the blonde, adding fuel to the fire. The sight of Todoroki sitting protectively in front of Deku made Katsuki's eye twitch.
The fuck he think he is, Deku's knight in shining armor? The blonde thought irritably.
Izuku put a hand on Todoroki's shoulder-Why is he touching the half n' half bastard?-and moved past him. He got up from the bed and stood in front of Katsuki, who didn't notice the boy in front of him as his vision filled with red.
"Kacchan," Izuku grabbed Katsuki's arms to get his attention. "I'm sorry."
Damn right you should be.
"I shouldn't have nagged you to come but we're here already so try to have fun, 'kay? I know you and Todoroki have some issues but, well..." Midoriya paused, unsure of how Kacchan would take his words.
"We were much worse." He continued, "If you and I can become friends then you can definitely get along with Todoroki for the weekend." Izuku finished, suddenly feeling self conscious in the older boys' presence.
We are friends now, right? Izuku wondered as he mustered a wobbly smile despite his inner turmoil.
Katsuki was having an internal crisis of his own as he fought off the butterflies that the shy smile always seemed to evoke in his stomach. He ultimately failed as his face turned into a light shade of pink, which made Todoroki raise his eyebrows and Kirishima grin knowingly.
The winds blew strongly that morning, the trees quivered and threatened to fall under the pressure. A storm seemed to be a-brewing.
A young boy in a light hoodie walked out of the hospital. Even though the temperature was below freezing, he didn't seem to notice. The cold never bothered him anyway.
He walked against the wind, but he wanted nothing more than to fall down in the gathering snow.
Fall
Fall
Fall
Like the branches in the wind, like the leaves in Autumn,
But Autumn was long gone.
"Um-Todoroki, are you reciting a poem? Sorry, I'm just-I'm kinda lost here."
Todoroki blinked his heterochromatic eyes, seeming to have come out of a trance.
"Oh. My apologies, I spaced out. What did you ask again?" Todoroki turned to Izuku as they marched forward.
"...How was your day?"
The four teenagers were currently hiking up a nearby mountain. Not the best idea when the trail was covered in four feet of snow, but it couldn't be helped as Bakugou always wanted to do things his way.
"Alright bros, what'd ya wanna do today?"
"Anything but be in this stuffy room any longer." Katsuki grumbled.
"We could go ice skating? I saw a rink nearby." Izuku suggested.
"Excellent idea." Todoroki spoke up.
"Fuck that, let's go hiking."
"But-"
"There's a mountain down there, why are you wimps still sitting, let's fucking go!" The blonde yelled from out the door.
"Ah, my day was good." Todoroki said, but his face and earlier reply said otherwise. Izuku wasn't sure of what to say so he awkwardly patted his back.
"Thank you for the pat Midoriya." Todoroki solemnly nodded.
"Anytime pal." Izuku sweatdropped.
Bakugou sneered at the pair from a few feet ahead; Todoroki was the only one who took notice.
"By the way, if you don't mind me asking," Todoroki lowered his voice so that Bakugou wouldn't overhear,
"Are you and Bakugou…."
Izuku tilted his head in confusion.
Todoroki cupped his gloved hand around his mouth and whispered the question in his ear.
Meanwhile Kirishima attempted to make conversation with the grouchy blonde. "Man, there's nothing manlier than four bros trudging through a snowy mountain, am I right Bakubro?"
"Three would've sufficed."
"Dude, cut him some slack. I invited him 'cause he seemed really down in the dumps this morning." Kirishima frowned. "He was just moping around a grocery store near the hospital, I think he wanted to take his mother home for the Holidays…"
Katsuki remained silent. He supposed he shouldn't be so harsh on the guy, especially during such a family oriented month.
"WHAT! NO!"
Izuku's frantic voice made Katsuki's head turn so fast he almost got whiplash.
Deku was trembling, face covered with both hands, blushing hard judging from the tips of his ears. Todoroki was a mere centimeters away, puzzled with a hand still cupped to his mouth.
Katsuki saw red again.
In a blind rage, he picked up some hardened snow and flung it at the scarred face of the number 2 heros' son.
Todoroki recoiled from the impact. A gloved hand came up to where the stone hard snowball hit. Shortly afterwards, he shot snowballs of his own from his quirk.
"WHOOO, SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Kirishima shouted, either misreading the atmosphere or choosing to lighten it. He hid behind a tree and started making crudely shaped snowballs.
"Don't just stand there Midoriya, you're gonna get caught in the crossfire!" the redhead shouted.
"Huh, oh!" The green haired boy gathered his wits and hid behind a large oak tree.
The boys were engaged in a fierce battle until sundown.
Katsuki and Izuku sat side by side on the couch in the living room. Everyone else was in the dining room, eating together. There weren't enough chairs though, so the childhood friends were left out.
A plate of chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy were left untouched on both boys plates.
How could Todoroki think we were dating? Is this what a couple looks like to him? Izuku wondered.
The blonde hasn't said a word to the other since they came back. His face was turned away, resting on top of his palms in a bored manner. Izuku tried making conversation with the other but his attempts got little to no responses.
Maybe he just needs some space right now… Izuku thought as he moved to leave.
"HEY!" a voice came from nowhere. "Where are you going mister?"
Izuku jumped in his seat. A moment later he realized the voice was coming from a small child in front of him. The little pig-tailed girl frowned furiously at the seated boys.
"Why aren't you doing the thing?" She scrunched her face in distaste.
"Um.." Izuku was confused, were they supposed to be doing something? Katsuki hasn't moved but his eyes were looking at the girl too so Izuku knew he wasn't imagining her.
Izuku leaned down so that he was eye level with the kid. "..What do you mean sweetie?" he asked in his friendliest tone. He didn't want to displease the girl any further than he already seemed to have.
"The thing! Ya know! The mwah mwah!" She pointed above them. They looked up and froze at what they saw hanging above their heads.
A mistletoe.
Izuku slowly looked back down at the boy next to him and found red eyes already staring back. His face heated up and his heart rate began beating erratically. He decided to focus on the girl instead of the unknown expression on Kacchan's face.
"Um, it's okay. People don't have to kiss under a mistletoe." Izuku explained.
"Yes you do. It's the rule."
"Not for everyone. We're both boys." Izuku said back, trying to dissuade her.
Katsuki was beginning to feel irritated.
"Boys can kiss too! I've seen my dads do it!" She yelled.
"Well, yes, because they're in a relationship."
Bakugou's lips tightened in a thin line.
"But-but-if you don't then you'll...you'll..curse everyone..EVERYONE IN THIS HOUSE!" The little girl began crying.
Izuku waved his hands in front of her, trying to calm her down. "No, No, No one will be cursed! That's just a superstition, make believe. It's okay, you're gonna be fine! We're all gonna be okay!"
However, the girl wouldn't stop crying and Bakugou has reached his limit.
"CAN YOU SHUT UP FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!?" He roared.
The girl stopped crying but she now stared wide eyed with fear.
Izuku stared wide eyed too, not with fear but more with worry about how far he'll go.
"It's been a really long day. So, I don't want to hear a word from you about curses, or kisses or anything else-got it? If you do, well then curses will be the least of your worries." Katsuki smiled scarily.
Kacchan she's just a little girl, probably 6 years old. Please don't.
Izuku's silent wishes were in vain though as Katsuki leaned forward to no doubt say something extremely traumatizing to the girl.
Oh no.
In Izuku's panic, he pulled Katsuki back by his shirt. He quickly grabbed the blondes' face with both hands. His body seemed to move on his own as he tilted his head forward and...
kissed Kacchan's cheek.
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