《My American Boyfriend (Bakudeku)》~Chapter Thirteen~
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Third Person Pov:
Izuku has encountered many nosy people, mostly middle-aged women to be exact.
Though he doesn't mind it much, it just doesn't make him feel comfortable.
Of course, he was raised to be respectful of others, and all of that other junk.
But he lives by one thing, respect is mutual.
So what he's feeling right now is uncomfortable and disrespected. Izuku was sitting on the short green grass in the playground, the grass lightly poking his legs. He watched as Todoroki wrote something down on what seemed to be a notepad. Pretty normal right?
Wrong, the dual-haired male was staring directly at him, and of course, Izuku being Izuku he stared back.
They've been stuck in this trance for about five minutes, maybe even more. Bakugo had left to locate Kaminari, something about charging his phone. Ever since the blonde left Todoroki has been starting at the green-haired boy.
It's pretty weird.
Finally, Izuku spoke up, "Do you need something?"
This seemed to have broken Todoroki out of his trance. He later simply shook his head before walking towards Izuku.
The freckled male raised a brow and looked Todoroki up and down as if examining him.
Okay, this is even weirder.
Todoroki stood over Izuku, looking down on him with a plain facial expression.
Izuku looked up at the guy before nodding his head, signaling Todoroki to take a seat next to him. The dual-haired male sat down next to the green-haired boy and took out his notepad.
He simply placed the small pocket-sized notepad on his lap.
Izuku looked over at Todoroki's lap immediately noticing the strange notepad.
It seemed to be worn out, the papers were folding and ripping. The cover was almost completely torn apart.
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But what caught his eye was that a small yellow sticky note that was poking out from the pages.
His name was written on it as well.
Izuku gulped nervously, what the actual hell.
Todoroki noticed that the freckled boy was staring at his notepad. He immediately looks down and notices the yellow sticky note.
The dual-haired male quickly shoved the notepad back in his pocket. A cold sweat built up on the back of his neck, he swallowed thickly.
"What was that?" Izuku asked while looking at Todoroki straight in the eyes. His face held a serious expression, it didn't suit him.
"I don't know what you're talking about Midoriya," Todoroki answered smoothly, he clenched his jaw.
"You can't tell that it wasn't anything when I saw something!" Izuku exclaimed as he clenched his fist, he narrowed his eyes at Todoroki.
"I saw my name on there, and I would like to know what the hell you wrote."
The greenette spoke in a low tone. He was quite intimidating but Todoroki didn't budge one bit. He simply shrugged his shoulders.
Izuku looked at Todoroki for a little longer, curiosity killing him. He finally looked away and took a deep breath.
"I'm going to the bathroom, I forgot to put my rubber bands in," Izuku explained in a bored tone. Todoroki simply nodded though he didn't look at Izuku directly.
Izuku got up slowly and stretched, he had been sitting for too long. He sighed and started walking towards the park's restroom. He looked back and saw Todoroki scribbling something down on the yellow sticky note from before.
He sighed, again.
When he finally made it to the restroom he carefully opened the door and walked towards one of the mirrors. He looked at himself.
What is Todoroki up to?
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And where the hell is Bakugo?
He shook his head to get rid of those thoughts, his green curls bounced by the sudden movement. He'll just look for Kacchan later but first, he has to take care of these braces.
Izuku dug into his pocket and took out a small container filled with rubber bands.
He took two out and closed the container.
He slipped the small yellow box back into his pants pocket.
Izuku then looked at the mirror and opened his mouth, and put the rubber bands on the hooks on both sides of his teeth.
Right when he was finished the restroom door slammed open. Izuku was startled but then he relaxed when he saw who it was.
"Where were you?"
Izuku asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. He leaned back on the sink and raised a brow at the blonde.
"I should be asking that question, I thought that you were by the swings!"
Bakugo exclaimed as he threw his arms over his head. "All I was met with was Icy Hot!"
He furrowed his brows and scowled. He was obviously joking, Izuku could tell.
"Well, I had to put my rubber bands in."
Izuku shrugged and examined his nails.
The black nail polish was chipping but the rings on his fingers looked amazing.
"Why didn't you have your rubber bands in?"
Bakugo asked as he finally walked closer to Izuku. "I forgot to put them in last night."
Izuku answered simply, he normally changed his rubber bands about three times a day.
Of course, Bakugo knew that.
"Now tell me, where were you, you just left me!?"
Izuku confronted the blonde. He dramatically put a hand over his chest.
"I had to chase Dunce Face all over the park, he kept refusing to charge my phone!"
Bakugo explained, a chuckle managing to escape his throat. "I ended up catching him of course." Bakugo shrugged and smiled.
"So I'm guessing that you ended up convincing him?" Izuku asked as he looked up at Bakugo. A sly smile fell onto his pink lips.
"Yup!"
Bakugo replied, he then wrapped his arms around Izuku. The freckled male giggled and hugged the blonde back.
Bakugo lifted Izuku by his thighs and placed him on the edge of the sink.
The blonde stood between Izuku's thighs, smiling up at him.
Izuku chuckled and started playing with Bakugo's blonde hair. His hair was soft and fluffy even though the spikes say otherwise.
Bakugo closed his eyes and relaxed.
Izuku bent down and quickly kissed Bakugo.
They both smiled at each other.
But this moment was interrupted by a quick flash of a camera.
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Todoroki stood outside the door of the park's restroom. He quickly wrote something down again before running towards Yaoyorozu.
Man does he have news...
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MAN I FEEL EVEN MORE LONELY NOWWW
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I HOPE THAT Y'ALL ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER
BUT I HAVE A FAVOR TO ASK, CAN Y'ALL PLEASE REFER TO ME WITH MASCULINE PRONOUNS
I WANNA TEST SOMETHING OUT
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ANYWAYS I LOVE YOU ALL ❤️❤️
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