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☆ glaciers

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[ True to his word, Midoriya does get there within ten minutes. He might have cheated, just a little bit to get there a little faster but at eight minutes in he's skidding into the front desk, asking where Todoroki's holed up. A few minutes later, he's knocking lightly on the door and peeking in to make sure he's got the right one.

In one hand is a backpack, stuffed to the brim with all of the notes and books from lectures missed, and in the other is a grocery bag, with the cakes, candy and eating utensils. Sliding in, he lets the door close quietly behind him and toes his shoes off, padding over to where Todoroki's settled in the bed. It never stops being jarring, seeing someone there, but Recovery Girl's made it clear that some things need to heal naturally. ]

With a minute to spare.

[ Smiling faintly at him, Midoriya slings the bag next to the bed and settles the groceries on top of the little table. ]

Do you need anything? Water?

☆ dynamight

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[ Midoriya's mouth opens in protest but he swallows it back; Bakugou's able to do what he wants and if he wants to burn the roof of his mouth with coffee then go for it. For his own, he pads over to the fridge and pours a splash of milk into it, leaving it next to the coffee maker for when the others wake up. ]

Sure, but it's also for whatever you wanted to use it for.

[ Midoriya tugs out his cellphone and bites back a groan. Hot pockets are so small why do they take so long to cook. Leaning against the counter instead of sitting on it, he takes long sips of his coffee, blowing over the top to try and cool it just a little. ] Wouldn't be able to sleep even if I did. Besides, this is nice.

[ Early mornings are quiet and slow and despite desperately wanting a shower after his run, he'd rather be right here right now when both of their edges seem a little softer ]

☆ nocostumesuper

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[ literally every hero you work with so Midoriya can ask them approximately 50000 questions about their powers. ]

Nope, I don't think so? I'll text over my address.

[ His apartment is spotless already, thanks to his mom visiting earlier in the week and him rush-panic cleaning just to make sure she didn't worry, so that's not an issue. By the time Connor arrives, Midoriya's sacked out on the couch waiting for his phone to buzz, lazily flipping through apps. ]

☆ dynamight

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[ Midoriya makes it over to Bakugou's apartment a little later than he intends to; he spends a good amount of time photographing the options he has on his side, which aren't many but helps him remember what he does and doesn't have. When he arrives, though, he's dressed casually; jeans and a t-shirt, with a jacket trimmed in orange. He's absolutely repping Bakugou's merchandise, partially because he loves that he's able to and also because he wants to fluster him just a little bit if he can.

Knocking three times on the door, he waits for Bakugou to answer, thumbing idly through his phone as he waits. ]

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[ Thanks to the nurses, Midoriya's lock screen and his home screen are both pictures of them together. It's ridiculous but Bakugou hasn't noticed yet so Midoriya isn't going to call any more attention to it than he absolutely needs to. It's...cute. Bakugou's face smooths out when he's sleeping and he looks younger, softer. It's the kind of photos that he hopes they're going to be able to take someday when Bakugou's awake, but that's still a work in progress and he knows it.

In the meantime, Bakugou is discharged to his apartment, with the strict instructions of making certain he doesn't tear any stitches. For some reason the nurse from earlier levels a look at him, points, and tells him to make sure which okay, fine, that's valid but it's not like Bakugou's going to listen to him, not really.

They take a cab to Bakugou's place where Midoriya tells him he knows he's not going to follow any of the instructions but like, at least try? Maybe? He vanishes a few hours to get things like food and anything else that Bakugou doesn't have readily available, along with his laptop and a few other miscellaneous things from his apartment. On his way back he buys two more bags of groceries and supplies, so by the time he's back in Bakugou's apartment his arms are full and while he's not straining it's weird to feel like a piece of himself is missing. Maybe missing isn't the right word; it's not a bad feeling, but it feels like there's a thread, something connecting him to Bakugou. Did All Might feel this too, with him?

It's not something he can ask so he shoves it down and focuses on unpacking. Grocery bags are put in the kitchen and Midoriya tugs something else out of the bag - a massive, soft blanket which he casually drops on top of Bakugou's head on the way back into the kitchen. ]

I'm going to make dinner, do you want anything in particular? [ A pause, considering. ] I'm not making hot pockets for dinner, just so you know.