Thankfully due to rough weather conditions and the general chaos of the villain attack. The world seemed to remain blissfully unaware of the trios promotion in relationship. Honestly, Todoroki didn't expect too much to change. They were close enough already, right?

"Dude, you don't know my second favourite colour? I'm gonna go cry now."
Todoroki stared blankly in response to Kirishima's whine.
Second favourite colours are a thing?

He squinted as a ray of sunlight peaked past his fluttering curtains - barely moved by the weak breeze. Bakugou's thigh was warm against his  head - the blonde always seemed to run hot like that. However, even Bakugou couldn't match the living furnace on his chest. Kirishima had splayed himself across it and Shouto had to actively use his quirk to keep them at a reasonable temperature.
He supposed it was getting rather hot in Tokyo recently - maybe that's why they've been crowding him a lot recently...

Nothing much had changed since they started officially dating. They still put away groceries together, had movies nights, joked, laughed and did... sexual things. Todoroki could barely sit through a day of work without using his quirk to quell the flushing on his cheeks. It still baffled him that he let the other two do what they do to him - completely out of his character and comfort zone.
But he's just addicted.

He's addicted to the way they make him feel. The burning, drugged up high when they touch him there, the tingling-anxious sensation when first breach his personal space, the lingering buzz when they joke and tease him, even the slight squeeze of his heart when they lock eyes.
It's all new and terrifying and he's already so overwhelmed yet he can't get enough.
Is this what dating is like? 

He trapped the sheets beneath him in his fists. He wished he had more experience; at least then he wouldn't be so utterly clueless. Smoothing out the creased fabric, he watched Kirishima's back rise and fall with every breath.

Apparently when people date - they're supposed to know everything about each other. Todoroki thought he knew a lot of things about the other two - appears he was wrong.
"It's orange. His third is blue." Bakugou grumbled, like it was obvious.
"Aw, it's so cute you remember. I think my fourth is yellow and my fifth...-"

Todoroki let the voices of the others drown out again, picking up his phone when he felt it buzz next his head.
Ah.
He had a lot of unread messages.
He's never really been great at texting - or talking to people in general, but even he has to admit he's been slacking in the social department recently. With his job, newfound independence and now two boyfriends - he's seriously neglected everything else.

I.MIDORIYA
Hey Shouto! We literally haven't hung out in ages... U free anytime soon?

A pang of guilt rushed through him as he read Izuku's message.

ME
Hello, I have a day off on Friday if that works.

Midoriya always had a knack of replying suspiciously quickly...

I.MIDORIYA
That works! You could show me your apartment? It's been over a year and you've never invited me :(((

Todoroki frowned.
Has he really lived with the others for over a year?
He feels like he's been with Bakugou and Kirishima for decades.

In his defence, Midoriya had been in America for the majority of that time. Well - that's still not really an excuse as Midoriya frequently visited for holidays and important events. Honestly, after Izuku left the country, Todoroki found it hard to stay in touch with the others in class A. Midoriya was always the safety net, and although he was relatively close with the others - he felt there was too large of distance between them without Midoriya.

ME
Sorry, I should have invited you sooner. I can make dinner.

Todoroki flinched as a finger poked his cheek.
"What are you frowning about?" Kirishima tore his attention from the phone. Bakugou was also glaring at him, as per usual, running a couple fingers through his hair.
He will never get used to two pairs of crimson eyes staring at him.

"Ah... Izuku is coming over. He mentioned I'd never invited him to the apartment before." He replied, shifting slightly under their gaze.
"Tch. Don't let him stay long." Bakugou mumbled, glancing away.

MIDORIYA
Yay! You don't have to cook for me though, let's get takeaway?

Todoroki smiled softly. Midoriya understood him well, he was glad to have a friend like him.

...

Ding dong~

Todoroki opened the front to to reveal a mess of green hair.
"Hey, Shouto!"
"Hello, Izuku."
It had taken a while for Todoroki to start calling Midoriya by his first name. Even now, he still calls him by his family name by accident.

After a brief tour of the apartment, the two of them lounged on the sofa, eating the food Midoriya had brought. He realised how much he missed the other's company. They talked about anything and everything - the coffee table soon filling up with empty takeout boxes. Kirishima was out on patrol and Bakugou was sleeping in his room as he'd had a night shift. He was thankful - Bakugou and Midoriya in the same room stressed him out. They'd gotten over a lot, but there was still a lingering tension.

"So, Shouto."
Todoroki gulped, the last time Midoriya used that phrase was when he found out Shouto avoided Class 3A movie night for English homework.
"Iida says he's barely heard from you - Ochako too."
Intense green eyes were drilling into his soul. Todoroki decided to avoid eye contact.
"I've been busy..."
Which isn't entirely a lie, he tells himself.
"Shouto..." Midoriya shifts a little closer so their thighs are touching, placing a hand reassuringly on his shoulder.
"I have Bakugou and Kirishima - I'm not lonely-" Todoroki answers, Midoriya raises an eyebrow.
He sighs.
"- I'll talk to the others more."

That seemed to satisfy Izuku.
"How is it by the way? Living with those two..."
Todoroki froze.
"Come on then, cum."
"Shouto? You okay?" Midoriya leans closer, observing his flushed face.
"Nothing... Um, it's good." He coughed out, awkwardly.
Midoriya doesn't know.
Should he be telling Midoriya?
"Are they being mean to you?" The others face drops into a frown, unhelpfully jumping to conclusions.
"I wanted to make you cry - fuck you so hard you couldn't take it."
"No..." He really needed to move past the conversation. Quickly.
"You know you can talk to me right? Is it Kacchan? Kirishima's always so nice."
"Make him cum hard."
How ironic...

"They're both-"
A sudden and familiar bang rattled the picture frames on the living room wall. A sleepy Bakugou stumbled out from his room. He was wearing typical work clothing, Todoroki was drawn to his button up shirt with the top two buttons undone - sleeves rolled up.
Midoriya stayed suspiciously quiet at the intrusion - probably in temporary shock from the sudden appearance. Todoroki turned back to face forward, feeling slightly awkward.

"Oi, Halfy - I gotta go into work." Bakugou grumbled behind him, walking over to the sofa. Calloused fingers came to Todoroki's forehead, pulling his head backwards so it rested along the top of the sofa. Todoroki let him do it, eyes widened. The blonde then leant into his space, kissing his lips upside down.
"I dunno when I'll be back but don't cook anything." There was a sleepy softness to Bakugou's voice and a warm glow in his glossy red eyes.
The front door slammed shut.

~ There was a collective silence. ~

BANG

"WHAT THE FUCK IS SHITTY DEKU DOING HERE?!" Bakugou burst back in through the front door - bright red and furious.
"Kacchan? Shouto? You two- you - what? Dating?" Izuku stuttered through his words, shell shocked.

"WE'RE NOT."
"We are."

Todoroki and Bakugou shared a quick glance.

"WE ARE."
"We are... not?"

Midoriya looked nervously between the two.

"Fuck me." Bakugou groaned, rubbing his face in exasperation. Todoroki refrained himself from making a ill-timed joke.
"Is this why you were acting so weird when I mentioned him?" Midoriya turned to him, eyes wide and confused.
"Yes... " He replied, slightly guilty.
"Did you not want to tell me because..."
Izuku glanced over at Bakugou, who seemed to be considering jumping out of the window.
"No... This is kind of a recent thing..."
That technically wasn't a lie - they only started dating a few days ago.
"Haha... I never thought you two would date." Midoriya chuckled nervously, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

"Hah?! Why? Don't think I'm fucking good enough or something? Don't think I can be in a relationship?" Bakugou spoke up, directing his furious gaze onto poor Izuku.
"Ah! No! I didn't mean-"
"I'm the best fucking boyfriend Todoroki and Kirishima could ever have you piece of shit!"
"Kacchan! I swear- wait - Kirishima?"
Midoriya's head snapped back to Todoroki for confirmation.
He genuinely wanted to sink into the ground and pretend this never happened.
"Are you... cheating on Shouto?!" Midoriya sprung up from the sofa - suddenly just as angry as Bakugou.
"THE FUCK?! LIKE I'D EVER FUCKING CHEAT ON-"

"Bakugou? Why is the front door hanging on one hinge? And why are you shouting?"
Perfect timing...
Kirishima came through the door, a few scratches on his face from hero work. He looked pretty worn out.
"Oh and I bought us condoms for-"
If Todoroki wasn't completely mortified he would have laughed at the way Kirishima's dopey smile dropped at the presence of Midoriya.
"For the- um- the dog?"

The fucking what?

"Shit! That sounds um- not dog - um - I meant the... er- the... blog?"

Kirishima really just implied they had a sex blog....

"Please... Stop fucking talking." Bakugou hissed, looking incredulously at the utterly flustered mess that was Kirishima. Todoroki was actually speechless - not realising just how bad the red head was at lying. Midoriya seemed to be in the same position, mouth hanging open comically in complete shock.

They don't even have a dog...