[It's no coincidence how the younger's remained de-facto leader... There's still the lingering sentiment, the pull of memories from their earlier days at school, work-studies before the war, then that always-something's that's neatly affixed the idea in place. Their own "team captain"... Shoto peeks back to confirm he's being followed. The use of "boyfriend" makes his stomach twist, and his hands draw up to reach his pinkening ears, unconsciously shy about it. Once again, effectively sandwiched between his two first-someones, which does make this bit seem especially unwinnable. Strongest affection towards the blond, but with an obvious deference towards the younger boy. Chain of command, simply put; and still the existing structure of their old dynamic, their first one. He's loyal to two like this.
Of course, he protests-]
But I am...
[His... "that"... smiling at both-]
He's made a good point, is all.
[Ah- ah- he spies the candy-shop!] Shouldn't we stop to buy our candy too? [Distracted already; Ellipsa's #2 foodie now...]
[It's honestly really funny how the three of them fall in line so easily with their dynamics from home. Izuku, the unspoken leader of the bunch and his two cohorts. Both emotionally stunted and extremely strong... "meatheads" some might call them. And Katsuki would agree if only talking about his shy and easily distracted boyfriend.
He huffs at the both of them, loudly so they know that he's unhappy with them conspiring against him (no, that's not what's happening here he's just dramatic--). But he doesn't argue against it anymore, and instead decides to leave it up to fate to decide who's in the right. He's stubborn as hell and won't budge, so that's about that on the costume front.
As for candy? He tilts his head when Shoto asks, and looks at the shop with it's tantalizing sweets in the window. They do look good...]
It wouldn't hurt. But we should probably get 'em on the way out, shouldn't we?
[Katsuki looks at Izuku with an inquisitive gaze. Asking him with just a look what his opinion would be.]
Ah, right. We should get some, yeah. Maybe after we figure out the costumes? That way, we won't need to carry it around with us if we get it on the way out. But definitely remind us, okay?
[Izuku doesn't really think anything of it, the way they naturally seem to defer to him for whatever reason. He's just going with it. And it isn't like this is anything that major. It's just their preparations for Halloween. Of course, he wants it to be great, since it is Todoroki's first time celebrating, but still. It isn't like he really needs to overthink; his usual strategies and tactics he is used to in battle.]
Ah. [More than food makes itself a distraction now, and as the trio moves to looking over the various shops, Shoto pauses at a loud, bright-lit signage affixed to the outside of the next shop he's peering at. Aisles of trinkets crowd an otherwise neatly planned floorspace. Tall displays boast plastic fangs, brightly shimmery wigs and tchotchke. A row of capsule machines tempts the passersby to try one's luck. Racks of costumes line backs of walls and matched with cheap paired accessories. Above this, bottles of dye and bright makeup sit in their place neatly stacked. On separate shelves, decorative boxes flash smaller peeks of black and orange party gifts. Naturally, the visuals aren't anything he's familiar with, and he's drawn by blinking spotlights to a moving, black-cloaked animatronic hovering at the entrance. Sickle in hand to mime the reaper.
It's full, gaudy, eye-catching setups spread thoroughly throughout its entirety. Of course, all appropriately themed for the holiday. Sharply grinning, inflatable pumpkins sit neatly on the floor; colorfully holographic ghost figures faintly illuminate. Strings of lantern-lights brighten an otherwise dimmed interior. When he peeks in corners, clear balloons hold fillings of gold confetti and glitter; while thinned, gauzy webs lace corners of walls, shelves, and card-racks. On these, ghost-shaped buckets hold packets of chips, treats, and trading cards. A cute blue cat peeks over the glowing signage, clearly a mascot. All in-store spectacle... The boy watching blinks up, then thinks quietly first of Nyanperona, the overwhelming display of holiday cheeriness. Sensory overload.
[It's... so damn cute seeing Shoto's eyes light up just looking at the decorated store. He's full of so much childlike wonder at the things he never got to see, growing up. And it has Katsuki feeling both angry with his upbringing, and grateful that he and Izuku can at least help that inner child of his experience things he should have long ago.]
After you, dork.
[He affectionately calls his boyfriend, as he waits for him to take the lead. And when Shoto steps in before the two, he looks over at Izuku with a slightly confused and also quite amused grin.]
"Pon Pon Doki"?
[Where the heck did Shoto get that from... he's yet to see the cat mascot, himself. Not that he really expects Izuku to know, either.]
[If nothing else, he's doing this for Todoroki. Seeing him experience things for the first time was really fun. It almost reminds him a little of Eri. Though part of him still wishes that his friend had a better childhood that he hadn't missed out on so much. It just means they had to make up for it now! He lets the other two enter first, shrugging at Bakugo and following along inside, glancing around.]
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Of course, he protests-]
But I am...
[His... "that"... smiling at both-]
He's made a good point, is all.
[Ah- ah- he spies the candy-shop!] Shouldn't we stop to buy our candy too? [Distracted already; Ellipsa's #2 foodie now...]
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He huffs at the both of them, loudly so they know that he's unhappy with them conspiring against him (no, that's not what's happening here he's just dramatic--). But he doesn't argue against it anymore, and instead decides to leave it up to fate to decide who's in the right. He's stubborn as hell and won't budge, so that's about that on the costume front.
As for candy? He tilts his head when Shoto asks, and looks at the shop with it's tantalizing sweets in the window. They do look good...]
It wouldn't hurt. But we should probably get 'em on the way out, shouldn't we?
[Katsuki looks at Izuku with an inquisitive gaze. Asking him with just a look what his opinion would be.]
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[Izuku doesn't really think anything of it, the way they naturally seem to defer to him for whatever reason. He's just going with it. And it isn't like this is anything that major. It's just their preparations for Halloween. Of course, he wants it to be great, since it is Todoroki's first time celebrating, but still. It isn't like he really needs to overthink; his usual strategies and tactics he is used to in battle.]
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It's full, gaudy, eye-catching setups spread thoroughly throughout its entirety. Of course, all appropriately themed for the holiday. Sharply grinning, inflatable pumpkins sit neatly on the floor; colorfully holographic ghost figures faintly illuminate. Strings of lantern-lights brighten an otherwise dimmed interior. When he peeks in corners, clear balloons hold fillings of gold confetti and glitter; while thinned, gauzy webs lace corners of walls, shelves, and card-racks. On these, ghost-shaped buckets hold packets of chips, treats, and trading cards. A cute blue cat peeks over the glowing signage, clearly a mascot. All in-store spectacle... The boy watching blinks up, then thinks quietly first of Nyanperona, the overwhelming display of holiday cheeriness. Sensory overload.
He stares. He keeps staring.]
"Pon Pon... Doki"?
[All lit up; he lights up too.]
Why not start here?
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After you, dork.
[He affectionately calls his boyfriend, as he waits for him to take the lead. And when Shoto steps in before the two, he looks over at Izuku with a slightly confused and also quite amused grin.]
"Pon Pon Doki"?
[Where the heck did Shoto get that from... he's yet to see the cat mascot, himself. Not that he really expects Izuku to know, either.]
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See anything, Todoroki-san?