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"Katsuki over here!"
May 31st 20XX
"Katsuki look at me! Look over here!"
March 12th 20XX
December 16 20XX
The streets were covered in cars and slush, snow covered the sidewalks and fell from the sky. 19 year old Todoroki Shouto had just run away from home, seeking shelter and warmth. Almost everything was closed since it had to be around 10 p.m. He ran into a nearby hotel, immediately heat began to take over his shivering body.
"Do you live here?" a rough voice asked from behind him, turning to the voice. Shouto saw a man who seemed to be around 5'7, he had blond hair and sunglasses on. "I'm just seeking warmth, it's pretty cold out there." the teen replied, the other male tilted his head and scoffed, "Well we're in December kid. What did you expect?" he smirked.
"I'm 19..." Shouto replied, "Still a kid."
"So, you don't got a coat, or nothin'?" he asked. The shivering teen hummed, "So you're a runaway?"
Shouto stilled for a second, "No. I'm just far from home." he replied, 'If I tell this guy anything he'll probably report me.' As if reading his mind, the other spoke. "Sure, half 'n' half. Since you're technically an adult, I wouldn't care to report you to the authorities for coming into my hotel without a pass." the blond male took his sunshades off, glaring his red eyes.
'Half'n'half? Is that because of my hair?'
"Is your hair even real or dyed? Never seen someone with that kind of style. It's new." the shorter man's lips turned into a smirk. "It's natural." he answered, his teeth still slightly chattering. The other hummed.
"I want you gone by tomorrow. Make sure you stay in the lobby, or they'll do something about it." he said pointing to a woman and man at the front desk. "Oh, okay." the teen muttered. After that the blond took his leave.
Once everyone had left Shouto walked over to the couch near the lounge area. 'Maybe I should start looking for a job tomorrow.' he thought before simply drifting off into a deep sleep.
"Hey kid."
Shouto turned over and groaned, "I'm gonna need you to leave the premises." Shouto opened one groggy eye and glared at the bald man, he had on a thick black suit and looked professional. "Mmmm..." Shouto groaned, "If you don't leave, I'll have to remove you myself." the man explained calmly. Shouto slowly got up, rubbing his eyes and standing up, he and the bald man were around the same height.
Shouto took his leave out into the cold, looking for the nearest thrift store for a jacket.
After finding a nice brown jacket for 12 dollars, Shouto went and looked for a job. Starting at a clothing store.
"Hi! How may I help you?" the woman at the front asked, "I was wondering if I could apply for a job.?" he asked, "Oh! We're not hiring right now, sorry." she replied warily. Shouto replied with understanding and took his leave, next he went to a Mr. Chicken.
"Welcome to Mr. Chicken, how may I make your order?" the boy at the front said, he had curly brunette locs, almost like those creepy baby dolls. "I was wondering if I could apply for a job here?" Shouto asked, this time he was nervous. "Oh, I'll have to ask my manager." the boy replied, "I'll go get her." then he rushed to the back.
After about 2 minutes did, he return with a woman who looked to be in her mid 30s. " You want a job here?" she asked getting straight to the point. "Yes please." The dualled hair male said.
"You know how to work a stove?" she asked, Shouto thought about the time he attempted to make something simple as eggs, he ended up burning them and the stove caught fire.
Shaking his head in response, "Do you know how to count change?" she asked again, the boy nodded quickly. "Too bad! We're not hirin'!" she shouted, the brunette boy besides her shrugged and mumbled a sorry. Shouto glared at the woman, "Then why did you asked me those questions?" he asked, "Because if you can't work the stove, you can't work here!"
"Ma'am I don't think that's how it wor-" "Do you want to be fired!?" she shouted, her face slowly turning a pink shade.
Shouto bid his farewell and began searching again. Walking between crowds of people. "You people are selfish! You'll see how good my photos really are! You'll regret ever getting rid of me as a photographer." a angry man shouted, it quickly caught people's attention including Shouto's.
"Your photography is bad, I fired you because your photos almost made us lose number 2 on the charts! So quit your whinin' and go home Lashae! You'll receive your check next Tuesday" the woman yelled back, she turned on her heels and walked towards the doors leading back into the building, 'Did he just get fired?'
"Wait!" Shouto called out, rushing onto oncoming traffic. Cars began to abruptly stop and honk at the hurried boy. "Ma'am!" he called out again rushing up the white stairs, the woman turned around irritably. "What is it boy?" she asked, "I was wondering if you're hiring?" he said out of breath. "Why do you ask? Because you saw me fire a trashy man?" she replied.
"No, not at all. I've been looking for a job all day." he lied, that's exactly why he's asking. "Do you even know how to work in the fashion industry?" she said looking him up and down, "No ma'am... but I do know photography, I did it through high school." he replied, the woman hummed, "Do you have any sort of proof?" she asked, "None on me no... I left my camera at home." he muttered solemnly.
"I want to see what you can do young man, if you fail, you'll leave immediately do I make myself clear?" she asked, Shouto nodded and followed her into the building.
The building smelled like fresh paint, the bright chandelier brightened up the lobby, it looked similar to the hotel he was at prior only, there had been frames of models covering the walls. "This way." she said leading him to a elevator, "What's your name boy?" she asked. "Shouto." he replied. "And your last name?" she sides eyed him, "It's just Shouto miss." he responded promptly.
She hummed in satisfaction before pressing the 6th floor. She pulled out her phone and dialed a few numbers before the line began to ring, "Hello? Yes, I want Camie Utsushimi in the modeling room, bring a backdrop, and a camera please. I'll need some feathers too and tell her to change into a white dress." she said into the phone before quickly hanging up.
The elevator chimed before the doors slid open, "Follow me Shouto." she said walking past some doors before meeting a pretty bigger one. "You'll be demonstrating your photography skills on Mrs. Utsushimi." she said walking to a desk that was in a corner, the room was spacious.
He turned to his right to see two men in black putting the backdrop up, and setting items which looked like feathers, around the floor.
"Here you go." a girl who looked around 24 handed him a camera, 'She must be that woman's assistant' he said looking at the blond elder. "I'll tell you when to start, Utsushimi start getting ready to pose and don't play around." she told the strawberry blond.
"Woah! He's a totally cutie, where'd you'd find this one Mrs. Bakugo?" Utsushimi said as she got into a pose on the ground her whites silky dress slightly rising.
The elder paid her no mind, 'Where have I heard that name from? Bakugo...Bakugo...' he thought. "3...2... Go." Mitsuki said raising her voice snapping Shouto out of thought.
Shouto began to capture the model in front of him, getting all her angles as she twisted and turned. "Stop." Mitsuki shouted. Shouto lowered the camera and Utsushimi got onto her knees and smiled.
Mitsuki's heels clacked against the hard concreate floor, "Let me see." she asked, Shouto handed the camera over to her and watched her monotone expression turn into something unsure. "These aren't bad, but they can use some work, you're hired." she said.
Shouto's normal blank face morphed into a smile, "Thank you! When can I start?" he asked immediately. "I want you here by Tuesday." she said with a smirked handing her hand out, Shouto got off his knee and shook it. "Thank you again Mrs. Bakugo." he said gratefully. "Call me Mitsuki." she said before removing her hand.
Shouto left with a slight smile on his face, 'Maybe I should buy a camera, and maybe some new clothes. I only have 60 dollars left though; I'll make the best of it.'
The next few days Shouto spent the rest of his money on clothes, mostly used shirts and pants. When was the last time he even changed his underwear? Tomorrow was Tuesday, he'll be able to work and get some money for new clothes, maybe even an apartment. He walked on the busy streets, snow crushing under his shoe.
"I wish today was Tuesday." he muttered to himself as his teeth chattered, as he walked into a restaurant, he has never been this poor in his entire life. "Welcome to Risume cafe! How may I help you?" a girl who looked around 16 said coming up to his table. "Uhm, just some water please." he asked, "Okay!" she rushed to the back cheerfully.
'I'm so hungry, I should've brought more money.' he thought to himself as he looked outside, watching the pale snow fall onto the ground. "Here's your water sir. Will that be all?" she asked. Shouto nodded and watched the gleeful girl leave. Sighing to himself, his mind traced back to the blond he met at the hotel, 'He was pretty...' he traced back to those beautiful ruby red eyes, covered by blond lashes.
"I wonder if I'll see him again." he muttered, "See who?" Shouto flinched at the sudden voiced, it had been the girl from the shoot. "Oh, Mrs. Utsushimi." he muttered, "Hey hot stuff!" she shouted gleefully. "I saw you from over there and thought I'd say hi!" she sat in the booth across from him.
"Oh." he muttered, "Are you ready to start tomorrow? I totally am, you should low key be a model!" she exclaimed, "Oh, no. I simply applied for some extra money, I want to move." he replied humbly.
The girl pouted, "Awhh noo, don't go you'll send me into my grief era! Why do you even wanna leave? Your way to cute to go." she said, Shouto thought about the question, " I appreciate that, but being in Japan isn't for me anymore. It has too many memories and I would like to start over." he stared down into his drink. "Oh? Yeah, that's so real, I get it" she said.
Shouto slightly smiled, "Ughh.. Bakubabes is gonna be there all grumpy and shit. I hope he doesn't fuck with you." she said taking her phone out her pocket. "Bakubabe?"
"Yeah, he's Mitsuki's son, they're basically the same just one is a man." she said
Shouto hummed before turning his gaze back to the window. "Don't be worried though, he'll probs pay attention to his work, he's a total workaholic." she said rolling her eyes.
"Is that so." he muttered, "Yeah, he's the second biggest model in the whole modeling industry or just in Japan, his rival Midoriya who's a total cutie patootie is first, every time they see each other it's just drama." she blabbered. "I think Deku is a cute little guy though, his innocent little face is probably what got him the charts though." she continued.
"Oh, does Midoriya also work with Mrs. Mitsuki?" he asked, "Nah, he works with the big dawgs like Toshinori-san. We've collaborated with them a bunch but every time we do Bakubabe and Deku just get into it, more like Bakubabe starts shit and they argue for a bit." she replied, turning her phone off.
"So! Do you have any modeling experience?" she asked.
Shouto thought back to what his father would make him do, it was mostly taking over the company and becoming the CEO of Endeavor's Co. Shaking his head, "No, I asked to do photography simply because I'm familiar with it." He replied avoiding eye contact.
"Hmm... Okay, I never caught your name by the way cutie, I'm okay with calling you cutie and all but I gotta at least know your name!" she said with a cheery smile. "Shouto." he replied.
"Omgee cute guy with a cute name? You can call me Camie" she said resting her head into her palm.
Shouto smiled slightly, his gaze remaining on his cup. "Excuse me, are you two going to order?" the waiter asked, "Ahh no-" "Yes! It's okay Shouto I'll pay for us!" she said before briskly opening the menu. The new waiter scoffed at Shouto, causing him to cringe faintly.
The food was amazing, when was the last time he had a hot meal? "Woah handsome, when was the last time you've eaten?" Camie asked watching the 19 year old chowed down on his burger. Shouto ignored the question and continued to feast. Camie hummed in awe before continuing her salad.
Ketchup began to slide onto his fingers as he death gripped the burger, Shouto was never a messy eater, he didn't even enjoy burgers as much. But God was he hungry, he missed the taste of food like this. "Shouto, how old are you?" Camie asked, wiping her face with a napkin.
Shouto's eyes darted to her, before he took his own napkin and cleaned himself up, "I'm 19." he replied before grabbing a fry. Camie hummed, "So do you live alone or with a family member?" she asked, "Alone." he replied grabbing another fry. 'Why is she asking me so many questions.'
"Do you...have any other family?" she asked, "That isn't your business." he said, he was obviously frustrated by his tone, so Camie didn't push. "Your right! Let's go on a shopping spree, I need some new clothes anyway." she said getting up and grabbing her phone. "Oh okay."
Camie paid for the food and had Shouto follow her out the door.
The two spent the whole day shopping for clothes, Camie ended up buying some clothes for Shouto and herself, getting them nanny petties and more divine treats.
The day of enjoyment soon came to an end when Camie had to bid her farewells. "Praying I see you tomorrow Shou baby, you're not as doom and gloom as I thought you'd be. But your girl gotta get her beauty rest!" she said waving as she walked away, Shouto simply returned the gesture before heading to a nearby hotel to crash at.
The next day Shouto rushed to Mrs. Mitsuki's modeling agency, 'I need to get a phone if I'm going to be answering calls from her.' he made his way up the cold white stairs, "Eh!? Who are you!"
'Isn't that the guy from last week?' "You...You took my job! You're the reason she fired moi! You don't deserve this job!" he shouted at the teen. "You don't even look like you shower!" he continued, 'I had one this morning...' Shouto cringed, " Sir-" "Don't sir me! Let me guess you're not here for problems!? Well working with that crazy loud woman has already got you many! Don't let me start with that ungrateful brat she has! He's a lying slu-"
"Lashae." an irritated voice grumbled from behind the two, both males turned their gazes to the voice. Standing there behind them was the same 5'7 blond, Shouto met at the hotel who had been visibly frustrated.
'It's him.'
"Mr. Baku- Katsuki!" Lashae stammered, "What are you doing here, didn't we fire you." The blond said walking past them both. "I'm here to pick up my check sir. Your mother said it'll come-"
"We'll send it to you, go home." Katsuki said turning a cold shoulder. Lashae began to mutter apologies before making his way down the steps, "You're the new photographer?" the blond said staring down at the boy. Although Shouto was taller than him, seeing the other above him felt somewhat intimidating.
Shouto cleared his throat, "Yes." he mumbled. "You only brought that?" Katsuki said using his device to point at the cheap black camera Shouto had around his neck. "Uhm, yes." His face began to heat up.
Katsuki simply hummed before making his way to the entrance of the building Shouto simply following.
Everyones gaze quickly focused on Katsuki; whispers slowly filled the halls. 'So, he's Mrs. Mitsuki's son?' "You're the kid from the hotel, yeah?" Katsuki whispered, his eyes still ahead as they made their way to the elevator. "Yes sir." Shouto muttered, "You got new clothes I see; did you pick pockets?" he smirked.
Obviously offended Shouto groaned and denied. "Where'd you get the coat then? You didn't have it last time, finally decided to invest?" he snickered at his own joke before pressing the 5th floor. "I bought one with some extra money." Shouto replied.
The other hummed, "Do you even know where you're going" Bakugo turned his head to him. 'No, I was just going to ask Mrs. Mitsuki.' "Tsk, and she told me you had experience." the blond muttered. The doors chimed and slid open, "Follow me rook." Katsuki instructed as they walked out together.
The walk was pretty silent, only the sound of Mr. Katsuki's designer shoes hitting the hard wood floor, once they made it to their final destination Mr. Katsuki instructed Shouto to head inside.
"Are you not coming with me?" the male in black simply smirked, "Do you need a babysitter?" Shouto blushed faintly before heading in on his own.
"Shouto! Great timing, this is Mrs. Nobura" Mrs. Mitsuki introduced, "Oh, nice to meet you." he replied, "Yes yes, you too." she looked around Mitsuki's age, "She needs photos taken of her cats before they pass. Since today's your first day you can take this" she continued.
Shouto nodded, listening to the directions as Mitsuki and Mrs. Nobura conversated.
"Okay, that should be all then! Tomorrow the photos will be taken. Shouto in the meantime we can work on some of your skills." Mitsuki turned her attention to the boy. "Oh alright." he said looking down at the cheap camera, "Oh about that, we'll supply you with a new one. Utsushimi brought it to my attention that you don't have much. So, I don't want you to worry about the camera expenses." she spoke again, Shouto stilled for a moment, "Oh, thank you." he muttered.
The sounds of clicking quickly caught his attention, Shouto had simply taken a break from 'practice' to head to the bathroom. His curiosity getting the best of him as he peaked into a nearby room, "So manly Bakubro, just like that!" the man with red hair shouted. 'So, he's also a model. I think Camie mentioned that.'
Katsuki had been laying on his side striking a seductive pose, he had nothing on but a simple pair of white panties, and yet he looked gorgeous. "Do you work here?" a gruffy elder voice came from beside him, the man had greasy black hair and tiring eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept in weeks, "Uhm yes. Today's my first day."
"Oh? Who's that."
"The new photographer, it doesn't matter get this one." Katsuki said laying on his back as he arched. "Yeah, but when did we hire a new one?"
"Kirishima. That's not fucking important, just get this shot so I can go." Katsuki responded in displeasure. "Sorry man!" Kirishima said nervously before clicking the camera a few times, "So did they finally fire Lashae? He was pretty weird to you." Kirishima asked as Katsuki put a warm robe onto his body, "Yeah they did, serves that bastard right. Fucking creep." Katsuki said grabbing a pack of cigarettes out his coat pocket.
"You said you'd quit bro." Kirishima said uneasily, Katsuki scoffed and walked out the room, the sound of his slippers clacking against the floor. Kirishima sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, "Maybe I should call Izuku."
Releasing a large puff of smoke Katsuki watched the world from below, 'That damn rookie's gonna get fired if he doesn't stop allowing himself to get distracted.' He tapped the front of his foot onto the ground, 'He's pretty cute though, nice face, good build...No what the hell am I saying that's a damn kid, probably just turned 19' Katsuki tapped the cigarette lightly, watching pieces of the bud fall down below.
The sound of the roof door opening quickly caught his attention, "Oh, just the rookie." he said turning back to the city.
"I didn't think anyone else would be up here." Shouto muttered his face flushed, he quickly looked down at his camera in hand. "Came to capture the city, huh?" Katsuki watched as the dual haired male walked up to the railing, "Yes sir."
"Sir? God I'm only 23, quit with that." Katsuki chuckled, Shouto simply blushed in embarrassment. "Why'd you choose here out of all places to do photography? The old hag is gonna be on your ass for every single thing."
"Oh... is that so? She seemed pretty nice." the embarrassed male muttered, Katsuki simply hummed, "Maybe because you're hot."
There was a pregnant pause, "Wait! It's not like I think that Camie goes on and on about your damn looks! So don't get ahead of yourself kid!" Katsuki grumbled realizing what he said.
'He thinks I'm hot.' "I appreciate that Mr. Katsuki."
"Oi! Did you not just hear what I said you damn rook!"
'I think I found the perfect job.'