Secrets

Unsettlement

Walking slowly through the courtyard, watching the pavement as the orange leafs fell gently from their branches Todoroki fixed out his tie peacefully.
It was quiet, so very quiet, and the only hunch that Bakugou tread this way was the matter of his very own instincts.
A gut feeling so to say.
It may be that he himself walks these paths when clearing his head, perhaps searching for a sanctuary in which he can rest his head and imagine the soft thumping of his mother's heartbeat.
Such peace was perfect for such occasions and therefore he felt as if this would be the one and only place of recovery for him.
Midoriya had told him of how Bakugou had injured himself, with the severe burns and toxicity details involved.
He was reckless to continue fighting.
Injury was inevitable and he replaced concern with ignorance, as does he do with his other classmates...a habit like that can cost you your life.

"Seems like a reflex" Todoroki thought "An instinct reaction"

Moments later his eyes set upon the lost boy, slouched upon a bench bandaging his arm in annoyance.
From what Todoroki could tell he was going about the operation all wrong, a childhood of aiding himself proving his superstition.
Impatient per usual.
He walked up to him and watched observantly.

"The hell are you looking at?!" He snapped

"Nothing" Todoroki replied "may I sit with you?"

Bakugou growled and said nothing, looking back to his arm.
With that Todoroki sat regardless of his gut intentions, continuing to watch the miserable failure.

"Would you like me to do that for you?" He asked

"I'm perfectly capable!" Bakugou grumbled

"Looks like it" he replied sarcastically

Bakugou jolted and looked to him"Fuck off half and half, you don't know shit!"

He threw the bandages away and crossed his arms, the burning becoming more apparent as it caught Todorokis line of sight.
Glancing away was almost impossible, the swelling and abstract bruising across his right arm forcing him to recover the bandages and sit back down.

"Give me your arm" he ordered

"Fuck no!" Bakugou replied

"Give me your arm or it will get infected, if it gets infected you will have to have it amputated, and when its ampurated you will only have one hand to use during battle, DO YOU WANT THAT?" Todoroki stared into Bakugou's palms, daring not make eye contact.

As much as he wanted to hide it the matter did concern Bakugou.
Without his hands his power was practically useless..

"Urgh!...fine, get it over with jackass" he eventually stated, slouching his cheek on his left palm and giving Todoroki his right. "Why do you even care if I get weaker?"

Todoroki first revelled up his sleeve and positioned the bandage to the highest point of the burns which surprisingly almost stretched up to his shoulders.
Having to get his arm into a more appropriate position to bandage he forced upon Bakugou to set his hand on his knee as too allow leeway for the rotations.
Bakugou would be lieing if he said he wasn't uncomfortable, but as usual he ignored the matter.

"I don't care" Todoroki finally stated after reaching the elbow "Midoriya does and that's all that matters"

"Did he send you after me?! Why that little!-" he was interrupted

"No, I came on my own terms, in fact he encouraged otherwise" Todoroki stated "but he does care for you, regardless of how many times you knock him down"

Upon rolling his eyes Todoroki scowled and tugged on the bandage, making Bakugou jolt in an alarmed manner and shoot a glare towards him.
Their fierce eyes met before disengaging.
Cupping Bakugou's hand he began winding it through the gap of the forefinger and the thumb, covering the knuckles and leaving the fingers untouched.