No kissing

Synopsis:

About Shoto trying to irritate her boyfriend with the fact that they can't exchange kisses, but being caught in their own trap - after all, Katsuki didn't have to limit himself to kissing on the mouth.

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Nothing has ever bothered Katsuki so much as not receiving a measly "good morning" from her boyfriend in the morning. He felt ignored - even if he had received a wave and a little smile - so he obviously spent the whole class pissed off, shooting the damn half-and-half every five minutes until the lunch bell rang.

They always had lunch together, it was practically a ritual, so he thought it was very good that Shoto was at the side of his class right after the irritating bell rang. He took the lunch he had been making for both of them lately and looked up at the other boy, not sparing him from his asshole.

"Good morning," he said, making his indignation clear with every word, before getting up and handing him the lunch box.

- Day ... - Shoto murmured, accepting the food and then following the boyfriend out of the room, as he always did.

The destination was the unused staircase of the old laboratory building, where only the two knew how to enter due to a loose board in particular. Usually, the path was quiet, but something seemed very wrong there, in the blonde's opinion. Either that, or he was just paranoid about not having a good day - which was very likely.

Sitting on the bottom steps, almost on the second floor, Bakugou watched her boyfriend opening lunch, looking at the food as if it were the eighth wonder of the world. I expected to see him picking up the chopsticks and telling him to, but he just pouted and sighed. Okay, something was definitely wrong with that kid.

- Okay, you don't even give me a fucking good day and now you don't want to eat. What is the problem? - Asked with all his lack of natural delicacy, trying to understand how someone who had all that aura of elevator music could stress him so easily.

- But I want to eat ... I just don't think I can make it. - Todoroki's voice sounded slightly curled and he placed the food next to it, covering it so that no dust would enter, since they were in an old and maintenance-free building.

- Why?

And perhaps Katsuki was not mentally prepared for the answer, which by the way was not even verbalized. A simple gesture was enough; Shoto stuck out his tongue and there was the cause of all that morning's communication problems: a piercing. Silver and cute, right in the middle of the visibly swollen and painful tongue.

- What the fuck ... No, better: how the fuck did you do that? - Okay they were in the last year, but it was not so easy to get a piercing, especially when you were part of the Todoroki family.

- My brother is working on it and asked if I wanted to try to put one ... Then I said yes, because we think it would irritate our father. It did, indeed. - Shoto chuckled briefly, still talking a little funny, but soon frowned, after all, any slight movement caused pain. - Oh, and I thought it would irritate you too ...

- And why would I get angry? The language is yours - he countered, ignoring the slight sadism of that look. Besides, I had found that piercing quite… attractive. There was no reason to be irritated.

- It's just that we won't be able to kiss until it heals completely.

Okay, I had to be annoyed. With that, it was Katsuki's turn to frown, but it wasn't from pain, but from being properly pissed. Shoto want to annoy the father? Perfectly normal. Now, wanting to irritate him, with the bonus of depriving him of kisses, that was too much. She felt that her boyfriend was on his way to becoming a beautiful monster, but he didn't have the strength in him to try to stop it - because, deep down, he liked that more acid side of the owner of the two-colored hair.

- And do I need to limit myself to kissing only your mouth? It misses me. - He laughed, getting closer to the taller boy, enough that he could kiss his forehead.

And then the nose, the cheeks, the chin, the neck ... Everything that wasn't Shoto's mouth, which, in turn, just smiled. Caught in his own trap, he saw nothing to complain about, letting the blonde enjoy himself as long as he could - after all, when his tongue healed, it would show him what that piercing was capable of.