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I drop my study guide and lean my cheek on Todoroki's shoulder. "My head hurts."
Todoroki chuckles before squeezing my hand. "I know. But we have to study."
"Can't we take a break?" I mumble.
I nuzzle into his sweater, the newest turtleneck to his already enormous collection. This one's a baby blue with his initials on the left sleeve. I made it myself. I'm still not the best at crocheting, but Todoroki loves when I make things for him and is always so proud to show them off to our classmates or wear them to a modeling shoot, with my permission of course. Right now he has three turtlenecks, his birthday blanket, and a stuffed giraffe. I'm currently working on a pillow to match his blanket, but that's a surprise for another day.
He laughs again. "We already did that. Or did you forget?"
I snort. "Of course I didn't forget." I lift my head off his shoulder. Biting my lip, I caress his cheek. "That's why I wanna do it again."
Todoroki smiles as he closes the gap between us, sealing his lips over mine. I kiss him back, moving my hand from his cheek to the back of his head. The kiss starts out innocent enough, but quickly turns flirty and frisky. Before I know it, I'm lying flat on Todoroki's tatami mats as he climbs on top of me. As our hands explore each other's bodies, I smile into the kiss when he grabs a firm hold of my hip.
This isn't anything new. Todoroki and I have been dating for about two months now, and they've easily been the best two months of my life. Every day I spend with him I fall for him more, which shouldn't be possible given how hard I've fallen for him already, but he always finds ways to surprise me.
And, as it turns out, having a boyfriend has miraculously made me both a stronger student and a stronger hero. It doesn't hurt that Todoroki is equally as capable as I am, so we play off of each other's strengths and weaknesses. As my go to partner for sparring, Todoroki now sits at number two in our class's hero rankings. I'm still at number one, but he can easily take that spot from me if I'm not careful. And while I'll be disappointed in myself for allowing that to happen, I'll be even more proud of him for reaching that accomplishment.
Of course, he's also my permanent homework and study partner. Ever since we started dating, there hasn't been a single night that we had to stay up late to get our homework done. When we work together, we get everything done a lot faster, which allows us plenty of time to train in the evening. And because we're still in the honeymoon phase of our relationship, we hold hands as we do our homework. Some of our friends tease us for it, but I can't be bothered. I dare anyone to not be a mushy, affectionate, lovesick mess with Shouto Todoroki as a boyfriend. How can I maintain any level of composure when I'm dating someone as perfect as him?
And he's revealed himself as even more perfect since we started dating. He's still the same soft and adorable Todoroki he's always been, but now I have the pleasure of experiencing his more forceful side, which is usually reserved for our make out sessions during our study breaks. I never thought I'd be the type to enjoy having someone else take charge once in a while, but I'm so captivated by this boy that I find everything he does attractive. We agree that our relationship is still too new to cross into, well,thatterritory yet, though I'm sure it'll happen when it's meant to. Right now, heavy make out sessions in each other's bedrooms is as far as things go.
Which, even now, can sometimes be too much.
Todoroki pushes himself off of me and catches his breath. "No," he says, panting. "We should be studying."
I sit up beside him, my smirk still prominent. "We've studied enough for the weekend. Can't we cuddle or something?"
He shoots me a look, the same look he always gives me whenever I make a cheeky remark. "Babe, if we don't pass our finals we won't be able to cuddle at all since we'll be kicked out of school."
My heart flutters at the wordbabe. Todoroki worked up the courage to use it on me a couple weeks ago. It always sounds shaky when it leaves his mouth, like he's unsure if it'll make me uncomfortable or not. And there's always a slight blush that accompanies it. But that just makes me appreciate it even more.
To soothe him, I take his hand and squeeze it. "But I already know all of the material."
Todoroki raises an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? How many sidekicks does a hero agency need to have in order to be classified as a major agency instead of a boutique?"
"Fifteen sidekicks per agency owner," I answer without hesitation. "But a hero agency with at least forty-five people will automatically be classified as a major agency regardless of the ratio. For that, I'd like a kiss."
Todoroki rolls his eyes, but gives me a quick kiss anyway. "That was an easy question," he mutters once he pulls away.
"Bullsh*t," I laugh. I playfully nudge his shoulder. "Just admit that if I took this final right now, I'd pass with flying colors. And so would you."
He shrugs. "Maybe."
"Not maybe," I say. "Definitely."
Todoroki fights back a smile. "Promise me if we take a break for the night that we'll pick up where we left off tomorrow." He points at me. "And you can't ask for a study break until I say so."
"Yeah, whatever." I get up and crawl into his futon, getting cozy under his comforter. "Come cuddle me."
I hear Todoroki laugh from behind me before getting up and climbing in on the opposite side. Facing one another, we each wrap an arm over the other's waist, as well as tangle our legs together. Todoroki brings his face closer, that shy smile I'm forever smitten by appearing on his face once again.
"Happy now?"
I nod. "I'm always happy with you."
Todoroki kisses my forehead, something he typically does as a way to conceal the fact that he's blushing. "Me too."
When his head lands on his pillow again, I lock eyes with him. "Todoroki?" I choke out, my nerves taking over me. My voice drops to a whisper as I correct myself. "Baby?"
"Yeah?"
I pause, sucking in my lower lip. After taking a deep breath, I lean forward and plant a soft kiss to his cheek. When I pull away, our eyes meet again. At that moment I shut my brain off and let my heart do the talking.
"I love you."
Todoroki blinks, his mouth halfway open. "Really?"
I don't offer a verbal response, just a nod. Truthfully, I've known for a while now. It's possible I may have known before we even started dating. I know this is my first relationship, but I'm confident these feelings I have for Todoroki cut far below the surface. From his laugh to his scent to the way he carries himself. Hell, even the little things like the way he slurps his noodles. Or the way he flutters his eyelashes when he wakes up in the morning. Or how he pouts when he doesn't get his way.
These things all spark that same feeling in me. Love.
I'm in love.
Is it scary to tell him? Yes. But, oddly enough, the second the words come out, that fear vanishes. Perhaps that's because I can justseeit in Todoroki's eyes, those same feelings he's been holding close to his heart until now. Those feelings he's been wanting to share with me.
And he does.
There it is. Hands down the cutest smile I've seen on him to date. He cups my cheek and lets out a little giggle.
"I love you too."
We kiss again and although we've done it several times before, this one feels different somehow. Stronger. Deeper. The butterflies that have been in my stomach for months now flutter their wings to the most intricate of melodies.
I break the kiss, but only to take Todoroki's hand off my face and kiss his knuckles three times. When I finish, I bring my face forward and rub my nose against his.
"Was this your plan all along?" I ask, my face hurting from smiling. "Trick me into being affectionate until I fall in love with you?"
Todoroki beams. "No," he mumbles, "but I'm not mad it worked out that way."
I laugh before kissing him again. "Can't say I am either."
His arms wrap around my midsection as he hides his face in my chest. I hug him back, elation spreading to every inch of my body. So this is what it feels like to be in love. I never imagined this day would ever happen for me, let alone at sixteen. But it did, and now I plan on doing everything I can to never lose this feeling.
"Bakugou?"
Todoroki's cute little face emerges from against my chest and looks up at me.
I smile. "You know," I say, "since we've confessed our love for each other, I think you should start calling me Katsuki."
"Katsuki," he says. He tries it out a few more times, each attempt somehow cuter than the last. When he's satisfied, he smiles at me. "Katsuki?"
"Yes, Shouto?" I reply, full of giddy from using his given name for the first time.
"Can we watch a movie?"
I ruffle his hair. "That depends. Are you going to fall asleep on me like you do every time we watch a movie together?"
He yawns and buries his face in my chest again. "Probably."
I pepper several kisses into his soft hair, my heart at peace. Holding my boyfriend, the boy I love more than anything, I can't believe there was ever a time that our relationship wasn't like this. I'm not sure I believe in the concept of soulmates, but I do believe that Shouto's heart and soul perfectly complement mine, and vice versa. The two of us are meant to be a team, for today, tomorrow, and every day moving forward.
He's mine. I'm his.
I kiss the top of his head one last time before whispering my answer into that lavender scented hair of his.
"Then it's a date."
THE END
