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[Team four] it was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Very nearly made Kiri quote The Killers in this nonsense snippet, but I resisted, so it's the title now instead! Anyway, fantasy AU!
Tdbk, g-rated, couple hundred words
"A kiss? Are you fucking kidding me?"
Bakugou glares at Deku, then looks down at Todoroki's sleeping form, and then glares up again, but at Kirishima this time who is doing a poor job of stifling his laughter at this whole situation.
"That's what it says, Kacchan," Deku insists, gesturing to the book in his hands. "The only way to reverse the sleeping curse is with true love's kiss."
At this, Kirishima fails to suppress a snorting laugh and accidentally singes the castle curtains with a tiny blast of fire.
Bakugou feels a strong urge to bash his head against the stone wall and then he'd be the one unconscious and therefore not have to deal with anymore of this shit. Being an adventurer always seems to come with tons of exceedingly stupidly circumstances and not nearly enough treasure.
Like, for instance, right now. This abandoned castle is unfortunately not brimming with anything interesting or useful for Bakugou and his group. Instead, it contained some sort of dumb cursed object that put their dumb cursed prince into a magical sleep.
"I'm not kissing the half-and-half bastard," Bakugou declares. "We can just leave him here to enjoy his eternal nap."
"Kacchan, it's just a kiss," Deku exclaims. He waves the book in the air and very nearly knocks over a dusty old vase. Kirishima manages to catch it in time. "Just do it, and then we can get back to exploring."
"Okay, firstly," Bakugou begins, holding up a finger for emphasis. "I'm not going anywhere near Icyhot's lips. And secondly, we are not exploring any more of this stupid castle. I've had enough of it. There's nothing here of value."
"I think, as people, we all hold value in our own way," Deku points out, extremely unhelpfully.
"Who said you had to kiss him on the lips?" Kirishima adds, somehow even more unhelpfully.
Bakugou is starting to consider plotting his escape from this whole situation by climbing out the window and scaling down the side of the castle. He's pretty decent at rock-climbing, he thinks. And going down is always easier than climbing up anyway.
Kirishima apparently knows him too well, because he takes a step to the side, blocking access to the window. And then he starts chanting "kiss him, kiss him" like a five-year-old.
Bakugou has about had it with this entire situation, so he burns off a bit of his explosion magic from his palms, stomps around in a circle, shouts a few more colorful expletives at his companions, and then presses a quick but firm kiss to Todoroki's cheek.
Deku grins and Kirishima cheers.
Bastards.
Bakugou looks back down at the prince whose eyes are fluttering as he's roused from his magically-induced sleep. He's so stupidly cute, Bakugou wants to punch something.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," Bakugou growls, growing impatient. "You lazy bum."
He shakes Todoroki's shoulder to make him wake up faster, but the prince has the audacity to just roll over and snuggle further under his blanket.
"Five more minutes?"
Bakugou stares at him for a moment and then snatches the blanket away. "No. Fuck. Stop sleeping on the job."
Todoroki finally, slowly sits up, blinking the sleep out of his eyes and running his hands through his already tousled hair. He almost looks ethereal waking up like this. (Bakugou suspects most of that is due to the poor lighting in this drafty old castle. There's no way Todoroki naturally looks that good. It's not possible.) But then Todoroki ruins the effect by choosing to speak again.
"Why is my cheek all wet?" he asks, poking tentatively at the spot where Bakugou had kissed him. "Did an animal slobber on me while I was asleep?"
This time, Kirishima does laugh hard enough to set the nearby curtains on fire.
Bakugou has reached his bullshit limit for the day.
"Okay, that's it," Bakugou declares, slamming his foot down. "We're leaving him here!"
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Tdbk, g-rated, couple hundred words
"A kiss? Are you fucking kidding me?"
Bakugou glares at Deku, then looks down at Todoroki's sleeping form, and then glares up again, but at Kirishima this time who is doing a poor job of stifling his laughter at this whole situation.
"That's what it says, Kacchan," Deku insists, gesturing to the book in his hands. "The only way to reverse the sleeping curse is with true love's kiss."
At this, Kirishima fails to suppress a snorting laugh and accidentally singes the castle curtains with a tiny blast of fire.
Bakugou feels a strong urge to bash his head against the stone wall and then he'd be the one unconscious and therefore not have to deal with anymore of this shit. Being an adventurer always seems to come with tons of exceedingly stupidly circumstances and not nearly enough treasure.
Like, for instance, right now. This abandoned castle is unfortunately not brimming with anything interesting or useful for Bakugou and his group. Instead, it contained some sort of dumb cursed object that put their dumb cursed prince into a magical sleep.
"I'm not kissing the half-and-half bastard," Bakugou declares. "We can just leave him here to enjoy his eternal nap."
"Kacchan, it's just a kiss," Deku exclaims. He waves the book in the air and very nearly knocks over a dusty old vase. Kirishima manages to catch it in time. "Just do it, and then we can get back to exploring."
"Okay, firstly," Bakugou begins, holding up a finger for emphasis. "I'm not going anywhere near Icyhot's lips. And secondly, we are not exploring any more of this stupid castle. I've had enough of it. There's nothing here of value."
"I think, as people, we all hold value in our own way," Deku points out, extremely unhelpfully.
"Who said you had to kiss him on the lips?" Kirishima adds, somehow even more unhelpfully.
Bakugou is starting to consider plotting his escape from this whole situation by climbing out the window and scaling down the side of the castle. He's pretty decent at rock-climbing, he thinks. And going down is always easier than climbing up anyway.
Kirishima apparently knows him too well, because he takes a step to the side, blocking access to the window. And then he starts chanting "kiss him, kiss him" like a five-year-old.
Bakugou has about had it with this entire situation, so he burns off a bit of his explosion magic from his palms, stomps around in a circle, shouts a few more colorful expletives at his companions, and then presses a quick but firm kiss to Todoroki's cheek.
Deku grins and Kirishima cheers.
Bastards.
Bakugou looks back down at the prince whose eyes are fluttering as he's roused from his magically-induced sleep. He's so stupidly cute, Bakugou wants to punch something.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," Bakugou growls, growing impatient. "You lazy bum."
He shakes Todoroki's shoulder to make him wake up faster, but the prince has the audacity to just roll over and snuggle further under his blanket.
"Five more minutes?"
Bakugou stares at him for a moment and then snatches the blanket away. "No. Fuck. Stop sleeping on the job."
Todoroki finally, slowly sits up, blinking the sleep out of his eyes and running his hands through his already tousled hair. He almost looks ethereal waking up like this. (Bakugou suspects most of that is due to the poor lighting in this drafty old castle. There's no way Todoroki naturally looks that good. It's not possible.) But then Todoroki ruins the effect by choosing to speak again.
"Why is my cheek all wet?" he asks, poking tentatively at the spot where Bakugou had kissed him. "Did an animal slobber on me while I was asleep?"
This time, Kirishima does laugh hard enough to set the nearby curtains on fire.
Bakugou has reached his bullshit limit for the day.
"Okay, that's it," Bakugou declares, slamming his foot down. "We're leaving him here!"
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