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Shouto was having a good day. Everything seemed to go exactly the way he wanted. He woke up early, managed to get in a workout and eat a filling breakfast before heading to work. This was a rare occurrence for him, he’s usually waking up 15 minutes before he has to leave, rushing to brush his teeth and grabbing something to eat as he’s running out the door. Not today though, today he took his time and it felt great. Work went great too, his cases were going well, they had plenty of evidence as well as several eye-witnesses to support the survivor. He had this strange feeling that something was going to happen today, not necessarily bad, but something big.
Katsuki was not having a good day. He went to bed late, barely woke up in time for his shift at the fire station. He didn’t eat breakfast, had to deal with really stupid calls, like how did a grown ass man swallow glue? Like how did that happen? He was fine, didn’t even need to go to the hospital, so it was just an irritating addition to Katsuki’s day. After several other calls like that, he was finally able to go home. He got to the apartment, and noticed someone seemed to be moving in. He saw a bunch of boxes outside his neighbors door. As well as a new name tag. Deku, that’s kind of a weird name, doesn’t that mean useless or some shit? Katsuki thought to himself as he read the sign on the door. Whatever, it’s none of his business. He finally walks into his apartment after his hellish day, immediately greeted by half and half’s feet on their coffee table.
“Oi why the fuck are your feet on the table you nasty shit!” Katuski yelled as he took off his shoes and hung up his jacket.
“Hello to you too, I take it today was not the best day?” stated Shouto calmly, feet remaining on the coffee table.
“None of your fucking business now get your stinky feet off my shit, I’m gonna go shower.”
“Before you do that, Kirishima came by earlier, he wanted to see if you finished the paperwork for something, he didn’t say what it was.” Shouto said, finally moving his feet to turn to look at Katsuki.
“I told him yesterday that I finished it, it’s on his fucking desk I’ll call him later,” Katsuki grumbled as he stomped away to the bathroom.
Shouto rolls his eyes at Katsuki’s antics. He definitely didn’t sleep well last night, he could see the dark circles under his eyes. As much as he loves to tease his roommate, he does genuinely care about him. Maybe he can make Katsuki some dinner? He’s not very gifted in the kitchen but he can make soba. Just as he was getting up to check to see if they have the ingredients, he hears a quiet knock on the door.
Shouto opens it and sees the most adorable man he’s ever seen. His gaze is immediately drawn to those bright green eyes. His eyes are so big and sparklingly with interest, and Shouto has a feeling that the man has no idea how enticing he looks. He has messy dark green curls and cute little freckles decorating his cheeks. Shouto’s eyes widen ever so slightly as he notices the man’s body. He’s shorter than him by at about a foot, yet somehow has biceps the size of his head. He’s wearing a loose pink crop top that shows off his toned stomach, along with some tight grey sweatpants that show off his small waist and wide hips. Shouto almost reaches a hand to his mouth to make sure he’s not drooling. This might be the most attractive man he’s ever seen. He can easily picture his tight little body underneath him. Or on top of him, he’s not picky. The man’s eyes are wide as his eyes roam over Shouto’s body, very obviously checking him out. Shouto understands, he knows he’s handsome, he’s been called “pretty boy” more times than he can count (mostly by Katsuki).
“Can I help you?” he asks with his hand on the door and a raised eyebrow.
The man jumps slightly and stammers out in a sweet, gentle voice, “oh sorry! Um I’m Izuku Midoriya your new neighbor-” adorable Shouto thinks to himself before they are rudely interrupted by an annoyed Katsuki.
Katsuki’s shower was quick, he really just wanted to get the grime off so he could pass the fuck out. Katsuki gets out, dries off and grabs a pair of sweats and tank-top from his room. As he’s pulling on his pants he hears half and half answer the door, and a muffled voice talking to him. It’s probably shitty hair again, asking about the stupid paperwork that he already fucking finished. Katsuki could feel the anger rising in his body as he tears his bedroom door open slamming the door shut, stomping towards the front door.
“I swear to fucking god if that’s shitty hair again I’m going to punch his stupid fucking-” Katsuki cuts himself off as he sees someone that is definitely not shitty hair standing at his front door. Damn he’s cute Katsuki thinks. He’s way shorter than Katsuki with fluffy dark green hair that Katsuki wants to tug on. This guy is way too adorable with little freckles and gigantic green eyes. Now Katsuki knows himself well, but even he thinks he’s a little too nasty when he immediately thinks about how good those eyes would look with pleasure-filled tears. He allows himself to drag his gaze down the man’s body hungrily, immediately noticing those wide, gorgeous hips and thick legs. He’s certain that if he got the man to turn around, an equally thick ass would sit on top of those legs.
“Who’s the nerd,” Katsuki says as he leans against the door frame, showing off his chest and arms, allowing his mouth to form a small smirk. He knows he’s hot shit and he’s not afraid to flaunt it.
This adorable little nerd is muttering like crazy, his eyes nearly bugging out of his head as his gaze flicks between Katsuki and Shouto. He is honest-to-god leering at Katsuki. His eyes locking in on his chest. Katsuki can feel his smirk widening, it seems like freckles has a thing for big guys and muscles, perfect. As cute as he his muttering is, Katsuki would rather his mouth be put to better use.
“Oi the fuck are you mumbling about it’s fucking annoying,” Katsuki says, leaning forward a bit to hear better.
He watches who he assumes is the new neighbor Deku’s eyes cast downward for a second, and Katsuki instantly feels a wave of guilt wash over him. Ah shit, I fucked up he thinks to himself. Thankfully half and half covers for him.
“Ignore him he’s just grumpy because he didn’t get his 8 hours of beauty sleep last night. It’s nice to meet you Midoriya, I’m Todoroki and this is Bakugou.” Shouto says, taking Deku’s scarred hand. Katsuki’s briefly zones in on his hand. It’s surprisingly large for his small frame, and it’s littered with deep, red scar tissue. Katsuki’s eyes narrow slightly as he looks at Deku’s hand with concern. Katsuki glances over to Shouto and notices him having a similar reaction. As he looks at Shouto, his mind registers what that candy cane fucker has just said.
“Hey asshole 8 hours is what you’re supposed to get, and I’m not fucking grumpy you half-and-half bastard.” Katsuki says, yanking his body from the door frame and putting his finger in that pretty boy’s face. Just as Katsuki’s about to put him in a headlock, a quiet voice stops him.
“U-um hi! It’s nice to meet both of you, like I just said I just moved in next door, I was wondering if you perhaps had soy sauce and salt I could borrow? I wanted to make a chicken stir fry but I totally forgot spices and stuff, you both are free to have some-”
Fuck I want him Katsuki thinks to himself as he listens to Deku ramble. His hair is bouncing everywhere and his eyes are huge as he talks, looking like the definition of a scared bunny. And this little bunny needs some salt, which Katsuki is happy to give, but not without some teasing.
“You don’t even having fucking salt, you really are a Deku,” he says with a smirk, crossing his arms to push out his cleavage, he’s pretty sure freckles a thing for his chest if his staring was any indication earlier.
“Excuse me?” Deku responds with dark, hazy eyes, practically drooling as he ogled the line Katsuki’s tits make. Katsuki felt his chest swell with delight as he was leered at like a piece of meat.
“I said you’re a fucking Deku, completely useless and my eyes are up here nerd,” Katsuki says with his trademark smirk, causing Deku to snap his big eyes to meet Katsuki’s in embarrassment.
“Sorry! Um I get distracted easily if you uh don’t want to let me borrow it that’s totally okay! It was nice to me-” he begins to ramble, hands flying everywhere as he gesticulates his speech.
“We didn’t say you couldn’t fucking borrow it,” Katsuki interrupts, rolling his eyes at his little bunny.
Shouto had been watching their interactions with a small smile, eyes lit with amusement. He can tell Katsuki is totally smitten. He’s pulling his classic moves, flaunting his body, smirking, and being an absolute dick. Shouto understands that Katsuki needs some help with his flirting, since sometimes it’s just rude, so he decides to jump in again. He’s totally interfering out of the kindness of his heart and not it all because he enjoys the way Katsuki’s face gets red and his eyes narrow when he’s angry.
“As much as I want to tell you that he’s having an off-day, I must tell you Bakugou is always like this. A temperamental angry Pomeranian.” Shouto whisper-yelled, cupping his hand and leaning towards Midoryia.
Fortunately for Katsuki, Midoryia seems equally as smitten, if his staring and stuttering says anything about it. Shouto can’t help but notice that Midoryia is staring at him in the same way, he wonders if Midoryia is even aware of it.
Katsuki hurried around the apartment, grabbing the ingredients. He really hopes Deku has more than just salt and soy sauce as flavor, that would be pretty gross. His eye twitches as he over-hears that half and half fuck call him a Pomeranian again. Like seriously, he drunkenly screams at a guy once over seat in a bar and now he’s the “angry Pomeranian.”
“I fucking heard that bitch,”
“Oh no how could I have been so foolish,” Shouto’s eyes flashed with mirth as his mouth curved into a sexy annoying smirk.
“Shut the fuck up! Here’s your shit nerd,” Bakugou said, stomping over and thrusting the ingredients into Izuku’s chest.
“Oh thank you! I’m sorry for imposing! I’ll return them as soon as I’m done, if you like I can also bring you both servings as a thank you?” Izuku said, with his head cocked to the side.
Katsuki’s heart skipped a beat when he saw freckles tilt his head like a goddamn puppy. Of course, his first instinct to the fluttering in his chest was rage.
“Who the fuck would want a shitty stir fry made by a Deku like-”
Fortunately, Shouto always has his back and didn’t let him fuck up more than he already has by forcing his slender hand in his face and responding instead with his stupid soft smile, “we would love some, that is very kind of you Midoriya.”
“Oh great! I’ll um go cook that now it was good to meet you both, I’ll be back soon!” Izuku said and before either of them could respond, he darted towards his apartment. And damn Katsuki was right, his ass was so fucking fat. It jiggled as he practically ran away from both of them. Shit, that ass could kill a man.
There was one second of silence where Shouto and Katsuki turned to stare at each other, eyes blazing, before simultaneously yelling “dibs!”