#lee!katsuki

“Bakugou, for the last time, hold still,” Todoroki calmly scolded him, suddenly tracing in a completely different area.

“For th-the last time, I’m f-fucken TRYING! You’re doing that on p-purpose!” he accused, hating how he couldn’t keep his voice from shaking.

“Doing what on purpose?” the bi-colored student asked, now fully letting the teasing seep into his voice.

Fuck.

“I-I- y- you fucken know!” the atomic blonde sputtered out, jolting as he felt Todoroki swipe up his spine.

“Hm, no, I don’t think I do. Mind telling me?” he teased, barely holding back a smirk (not that Bakugou would be able to see it anyway).

“D-dammit, Icyhot, y-you know! You’re t-ti- GAHahahaha!” he was cut off by his own laughter as he felt Todo scribbling over the back of his ribs. “Stohohop that! Ihihicyhohohot!”

“Stop what? I really don’t see what’s so funny about a question,” said Icyhot student asked, using both hands to scribble at Bakugou’s back now. Bakugou twisted and turned in his seat, but, to Todo’s surprise, didn’t actively try to get up.

“Wait, Bakugou,” Todoroki said, as though just now realizing it, “Is your back ticklish?”

The only response he got was the tickle-induced blush on Bakugou’s face spreading slightly to his ears, but was all the answer he needed. He finally let himself smirk as he pointed out, “You know, I’m not holding you down. You could get up if you wanted to. But do you want to?”

Once again, the only response was Bakugou blushing harder, and, once again, it was the only answer his needed as his hands began tickling around Bakugou’s shoulder blades, earning an uncharacteristic squeal from the explosion user, before his dissolved into bright giggles and laughter, mixed together into something almost musical.

Todoroki’s smirk turned into a much softer smile. He knew how much the stressed, aggressive student he called his friend needed a laugh from time to time, not to mention that he seemed to be enjoying this, given that he still had yet to get up from his chair.

“Fuhuhuhucking stohohop! Hehehahaha!”

“If you want me to stop, you have to make me a promise.”

“Whahahahat?!”

“You won’t call me Icyhot for the rest of the day,” Todoroki requested.

Bakugou groaned through his uncontrollable laughter and giggles. “What if I dohohohon’t?” he demanded.

Todoroki responded to this by suddenly digging into the blonde’s armpits.

Bakugou’s arms slammed against his sides. “GAHAHAHA! Alright, alright, I’ll do ihihit! Fucking stohohop!” he laughed, and Todoroki wiggled his fingers out of their captivity. Bakugou pulled his knees to his chest as he tried to stop giggling, the phantom tickles slowly leaving his nerves. He eventually unrolled out of his little ball and sighed, glaring at Todoroki. 

“I swear to God, if you tell anyone, I’m going to fucken kill you. Got that, I- uh, Todoroki?” the blonde demanded, nearly slipping up.

Todoroki nodded. “I won’t tell anyone,” he assured him. “So, what game do we have next?”

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