Just Roommates (Todobaku Sequel to Just A Hookup)

16 Bakugo's POV

I'm listening through my ear piece at every moment until it abruptly turns off. He walks out the door and I see tears frozen to his face. He gets in and he's clearly crying. I wrap my arms around him and he clings to me. I reach to his side and turn the sound piece off. "I love you." I say and he stutters it back while crying. "Let's switch seats and I'll drive us back, Little One." I say and he nods. We struggle and awkwardly swap spots and he leans across the middle console to rest his head on my shoulder, still crying and clinging to me. I race away as I see Natsuo open the door. I hate them all. I can't wait to ruin Endeavor's life. I'm speeding and we get to the parking lot quickly as he holds my hand desperately. "Okay, baby. Okay, I need you to calm down." I say softly and he tucks his head into my shoulder as I run my hand down his side slowly. "I-I-" He stutters and I whisper "Shhh~" soothingly. He clings to me and shakes as he shoves the audio recorder into my hands.

There's a soft knock on my window and I roll it down to see Yūmeina Kisha, a famous reporter. She's shocked at the sight of Shoto but bows to us. "I am so sorry for what you've been through." She says as I hand her the audio recording, rolling my eyes. I know bringing dowm Endeavor will bring her thousands. I've already got a copy. She pulls her camera up and he hides in my arm before I shove it away. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Take it and go. He's shaking and crying and you want pictures? And I though heroes were desensitized. Go ahead and ask my agency for interviews, we'll give them." I growl and she nods before thanking me and leaving. I roll up my window and he sobs. My heart breaks and I want to cry with him but I just pull him into a hug. He curls into me pitifully and grips my shirt. "I've got you, I got you." I say soothingly and he whimpers. "T-They didn't even oppose him..." He breaks and I smooth his hair back. "I'm so sorry, baby. It'll be okay, they'll have to break free eventually." I say and he looks up at me. "They weren't my family, were they?" He asks, sounding broken. He's not broken. He can't be broken. No. "Little One. They're just torn. Its hard to break away from all you've ever known. He's manipulative and has them exactly where he wants them. They'll learn." I say and he rests his head on my chest. "Let's go for a drive." I say and he nods in agreement. I start driving and head to the mountains. He leans against me quietly as the truck follows down the winding road. I turn on some soft music and hold his hand gently.

I keep driving, taking backroads to a mountain I used to climb all the time as a teenager. By the time we get to the top, he's staring in quiet awe of our surroundings. "I used to climb here all the time. Its called Asahi." I say and put the truck in park for a moment. He flips up the middle comsole and unbuckles before moving to the middle so he can cuddle into my side. I press a kiss to his head and wrap my arm around him. He relaxes at my side and stares out the window. "I used to love coming here. Its like up here, the world below doesn't matter. Its so far away, sometimes you can pretend it doesn't. And its beautiful. Reminds me of you." I say softly and he rests his head on me. "Thank you..." He says quietly and I frown. "Don't thank me, Little One. Its the least I could do." I say and he turns to look up at me. "You were going to propose at graduation..." He says quietly. How the fuck!? Did Deku tell him? My heart is racing, this could ruin everything. The careful balance we've laid out of not dating but definitely involved... everything. "Yeah..." I finally say quietly.

"Why didn't you?" He asks quietly and I look down at him. His face is unreadable. I can't tell if he's upset or sad or anything. Like he uses as a pro hero. "We had that argument about everything then we broke up and it seemed like a horrible time." I say gently and he nods. "Doesn't mean I didn't love you." He says quietly and I manage to muster up enough courage to ask him what I really want to know. "Would you have said yes?" I ask and he thinks it over a moment. "Yeah, I think I would have." He says, so quiet I almost miss it. We sit a while longer before I crank the truck up and start home. He falls asleep against my side about half way there.. Once we get there, I carry him inside, cradling him to my chest and daring anyone to stare. We go to the couch and lay down, him curled up on my chest. I toss my phone onto the coffee table and let my eyes close, tired but satisfied that Shoto's safe and we're home.