explosionmurder (explosionmurder) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2018-11-06 01:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | !halloween 2018, katsuki bakugo, shouto todoroki |
Who:Todoroki and Bakugo
What:When you're in the middle of dinner and you're not a vampire anymore
When:November 4, midnight
Where:Ravenmoore dorms
Rating:PG-13, language as always with Bakugo
Status: In progress
This time wasn't as... disorienting as the first. Todoroki wasn't as ravenous as the first time he bit him, wasn't draining him as fast. It helped that he got Denki to bring him something to eat at the price of letting that idiot play with his ears. Whatever, he was too wiped out to care about Denki messing with them while he was practically inhaling his food. When he was done, he finally batted Denki away and debated what he was going to do. He might not have liked any part of the situation - or it was more how it made him feel, not that he even thought too long about it - but it was just irresponsible to leave Todoroki without a food source around so many strangers.
So whether he was using anyone else as a human blood bag or not, Bakugo eventually did go back to Todoroki's room, looking like the other boy never even bit him in the first place. And back again. The sense of attachment was getting really annoying, but he stubbornly ignored it as he dropped back onto Todoroki's bed. "You gonna get this over with? I have better places to be." Was his muttered preamble, making himself comfortable with his arms over his chest. The sooner, the better and he could go sleep in his own damn bed. If he was lucky, he'd just pass out and he wouldn't have the chance to try.
Which was contradictory considering he'd been sleeping there.
Todoroki's scent still pricked at his senses, something about it subduing his more hostile nature. That bugged the hell out of him too, as much as the sensation of Todoroki sucking at his neck making him want to shiver did. Bakugo leaned against the wall, thinking about anything else besides that while Todorki's fangs sunk back into his neck. If the other boy reached up to put his fingers into his hair like before - or worse brush over his ears - Bakugo tugged it back and kept it in place with his own for reasons more than he would explain. They were already way too close and personal for his liking when they were barely even friends.
Which also went against evidence of the past few days, some of which was spent looking pretty cozy with the other boy.
He was as comfortable as he could be with Todoroki sucking on his neck and the weight of his body pressed against his. That didn't bother him anymore. What did was when the sensation shifted from something even in even remotely in the realm of pleasant to just painful as the magic that put them here in the first place faded away. His body tensed up all at once, the hand holding Todoroki's down tightening while the other came up to push him away sharply. "What the hell, you bastard?!" He snapped, reaching up to touch his neck that was still bleeding. The skin was raised and red, a stream of blood trickling from where Todoroki's fangs were the previous second. There was no irritated thudding of his tail against the bed, no flicking of another set of ears. Just a heavy feeling of whiplash.