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It was not supposed to end this way. First of all, his exam: how in the hell did he end up failing? He was forced to spend time with the half-n-half bastard and a bunch of extras instead of training, or, better yet, stalking Deku on social...no, screw that, he wasn’t stalking. He was just checking. Casually. All of Deku’s social accounts.
And thinking about Deku took him back to ruminate on his second, biggest problem: the fucking ‘quirkless’-not-so-quirkless nerd.
Raising a trembling hand in front of his eyes, Bakugo breathed deep and tried to count to ten before blowing Tape boy out of the atmosphere - he was just jokingly imitating a duck.
“Todoroki! Are you really going to Shiketsu high school this weekend?”
Bakugo’s head shot up, the redness gone and an increasing sense of dread falling deep into his guts.
“Eh? What are going to do at the enemy’s school?”
Okay, Bakugo often shouted against hair for brain...Kirishima for being an idiot. But this time he asked a legit question - he pretended he didn’t see the quick glance Kirishima sent his way. He didn’t need to be worried for Bakugo, Todoroki could even fuck Deku for all he cared.
“Bakugo-chan, the couch is going to catch fire”.
“Midoriya invited me to talk out my problems with Inasa-san. He is quite the worrier, he persuaded Inasa to use words instead of fists. For now, at least. He is a good friend.”
Heterochromatic eyes switched to Bakugo while Todoroki added the last blow to his patience: “You should know about this, shouldn’t you Bakugo? After all he said he is interested to talk to me, he used to want to apply into U.A....”
A blast exploded where Todoroki’s head was just moments before an ice wall appeared to block the blond’s attack.
“Shut the fuck up icy hot bastard. It’s not your fucking business.” Throwing a hard glare to everyone else in the common room, Bakugo added in a threatening tone, “It’s not anyone’s business! Stop looking, go die!”
Todoroki watched with interest as Bakugo stomped his way out of the dorms.
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Midoriya was waiting for his dinner to be ready. Yesterday sure had been a day full of surprises. Pleasurable surprises.
Stop. Izuku no, don’t think about that.
“Zuku my buddy! You are mumbling!” Yelled Inasa behind him.
That guy didn’t know how to level his tone of voice, Izuku thought.
“Sorry Inasa. It’s kinda hard to believe we managed to clear the test as a whole yesterday. For sure I was expecting it to be more competitive but the real exam was whether or not we could do team work I guess. Of course big schools like U.A. and Shiketsu were the favorites, but I don’t think everyone managed to understood the easy way to win. For sure, not going after U.A. and throwing that special attack as soon as it started was indeed the right thing to…”
“Zuku, mumbling.” Inasa said calmly while preparing himself a cup of tea.
Midoriya stopped his ranting and took a quiet breath. His hands were trembling, certainly not because of the exam.
“Ya know, I told Todoroki to take his classmates with him if he wanted. Just because I wanted to see if he was the conceited little brat I saw during the acceptance exam. Maybe he will invite Kacchan.”
Said Inasa, a hand caressing his jaw while turning his eyes upwards.
“You...you did what?! Oh my gosh Inasa! You know perfectly well I must keep my secret about...” looking around and lowering his tone of voice to a furious whisper he continued “...One for All! And Kacchan throwing questions - no wait, punches, around asking for an explanation about my not-so-quirkless status...that’s the farthest thing from secrecy! All Might will actually kill me if I tell another soul!”
“Hey, hey! Camie and I just found out because of All Might’s carelessness! You were just naive enough to fall for Camie’s quirk and confirm all our suspicious” Said Inasa with his usual grin.
“Also” he added, “you could always shut Bakugo up with your tongue down his throa...”
“OK ENOUGH!” Screamed a red faced Midoriya. He really didn’t need that image inside his head.
“Woah, woah, woah! What are my best friends for ever doing here?”
Camie appeared out of nowhere behind their back and hugged them both around their shoulders.
“Oh! Hey there! I was explaining to ‘Zuku what he should do with Bakugo’s foul mouth...”
“Inasa, really!”
Midoriya covered his face with his hands: he knew perfectly well Camie was a big ‘pretty boys’ fangirl. And Kacchan was pretty. Well, more like hot. Especially with his hero costume on.
Oh god, I will never hear the end of it.
Izuku thought shamefully when Camie started to talk with Inasa about Todoroki’s pretty face and Bakugo’s out-of-this-world pecs.
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“Really Kacchan, can we talk about this at another place and time?”
A small part of his brain was wondering exactly how he ended up in this situation.
Glancing sideways to Bakugo's left arm that caged him between the corner of his room and the explosive teen, Izuku tried to keep his composure.
You have faced more fearful situations Dauntless. Just breathe. Don't panic. Dull eyes. Don't show him he still affects you after all this time. Don't check out his muscled arms, don't look at his pecs. Oh my God why did Camie have to talk yesterday? Ok you are mumbling. Stop. He will hear you. Stop. Oh, please dear God kill me now.
“Done with your mumbling, nerd?”
The smirk on Bakugo's face told Izuku he probably heard something that made him act all smug. Fuck his mouth. Literally, possibly.
“Do I scare you, Deku?”
Ok, get your head out of your ass Izuku!
“Not really Kacchan, you're making me uncomfortable with your behavior. Please keep your distance, it's annoying when people don't respect each other's personal space. As heroes we should know better than being a pain in the ass.”
Izuku pushed Bakugo's arm upwards and ducked sideways, successfully getting his freedom – and mental sanity – back.
In the end Todoroki took all his classmates with him. While part of Izuku was enthusiastic with the idea of knowing new people – and their quirks – another part was dreading the meeting. Finding out that Bakugo would tag along with the ice and fire user did not lessen his worries.
At least he had his panic attack yesterday night with only Inasa as witness, and not in front of both classes.
Now the real problem was kicking Bakugo out of his room – because, of course, the explosive hero had followed him into his private room and cornered him. Luck was really not on his side.
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There was something profoundly wrong with waking up at 7am on a weekend day. Smoothing out his shirt and trying to fix his blond hair, Bakugo realized in that moment that he must have gone crazy. That's it, spending too much time with the Baku-squad sizzled his brain.
Making his appearance in the common room where his other classmates were excitedly having breakfast, Bakugo grunted towards Kirishima. It was thanks to him that he would have the occasion to kill Deku today: the previous night, hair for brains included his name into the group of people who would go to Shiketsu High School. That didn't mean he would thank him. Maybe from behind the bars of his prison, when they would charge him with murder.
And here he was now, watching once again as Deku slipped literally away from his arms.
He had followed the green haired guy out of the common living room – stalked, his brain supplied – and into his bedroom where he had slammed the door closed to get them some privacy. As if being four floors distant from everyone else didn't give them enough secrecy.
Straightening his back, Bakugo dropped his arms and angrily pushed his clenching fists into his pockets.
“So Deku. Quirkless Deku. Mind explaining me how you fucking managed to do that the other day?”
“Do what Kacchan?”
The little shit dared to give him his back while he was rummaging his desk in search of his goddamned notebook. Really, a nerd is always a nerd, he went back to his room just to take his shitty book with him to write down U.A.'s students quirks.
“I think you know perfectly well what I am talking about. That's why you are hiding your face.”
Finally, Deku turned his body towards Katsuki, looking at him with his annoyingly empty eyes and neutral face, as if ready to spill other bullshit. Something inside Bakugo snapped and he charged forward.
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Something in his voice rubbed Deku in the wrong way: for maybe the first time ever Kacchan didn't curse. That alone almost made him break his facade.
Parting his lips slightly, ready to answer back with as much sarcasm as his panicky mind could muster up in that situation, Midoriya had the sudden instinct to raise his arms in front of his chest before being slammed against the desk. The action prevented his shirt from being destroyed by the fire of the explosion.
Bakugo had charged at him with his activated quirk, incredibly fast and furious.
“The fuck are you doing Kac...?!”
His sentence was cut off by a foreign tongue inside his mouth. Jerking his body backwards with shock, Midoriya's head hit the wall behind him, making him whine into Bakugo's mouth.
His eyes started to tear up and while he opened his mouth to get more oxygen, his childhood acquaintance took advantage of the situation and plunged his tongue deeper into his mouth.
Two hot hands roughly seized his face and when Midoriya's eyes managed to dispel the few tears that had blurred his sight, he became aware of two red irises burning into his green ones.
Blinking owlish and out of shock, Izuku breathed deeply eliciting a moan from Bakugo.
His brain shut down and he let Dauntless the hero kick in.
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Bakugo didn't know what he wanted to do: he left U.A. thinking of ways to kill Deku and he was probably convincing enough because Kirishima actually looked worried.
In the split of second it took him to assault Deku though, his body setting changed from ‘murderous’ to ‘horny’.
He pushed Midoriya against the desk, involuntarily knocking his head against the wall and then – he really didn't know how – his tongue was inside Deku's mouth.
His red eyes didn't blink until he felt them tear up. He watched intently at the other boys squirming face, thinking about his back, how it arched deliciously when he was suspended into the air.
Ok, maybe he was really horny and gay. And anyway, Deku's mouth was really hot, wet, and making erotic sounds, eliciting a hot wave of pleasure straight into his dick.
It was all Deku's fault! If he hadn't showed up again in front of him, Bakugo wouldn't have been forced to act out of anger.
He had always feared his selfless attitude, his helping nature and hardworking disposition. Even when he was a weakling, Deku never stopped caring for him, stalking him. Until he did. Deku disappeared. While before he could always feel a pair of eyes following his every move, after the sludge incident he felt Deku slipping away from his radar until he vanished after they took the entrance exam at U.A. The same exam Katsuki aced and Izuku failed.
That day he had realized something, he had run a marathon. He managed to shove all the other extras out of his way because he was the number one but every time he looked back he saw fucking Deku. Deku always chasing him, as if he believed he could surpass him. So he ran, he ran faster, he trained harder to leave the nerd in the dust. And one day, when he turned around, he saw no one. He was alone, and he didn't like the feeling.
U.A. saved him in a way. It showed him he didn't have to walk alone, but he never managed to find someone else that gave the same feeling Deku gave him: he had a nice rivalry going on with Todoroki and Kirishima, but they both together didn't even give him half the feeling of competitiveness and that spark of life Deku did.
And then he saw him, all ‘buddy buddy’ with some strong as shit monkey – Inasa – working that body like it was fucking weightless and showing off lots of skin to everyone to see. And with a quirk. A powerful one.
That made him even more angry. Maybe he should just kill the lying fuck.
Not knowing what to do, Bakugo felt himself moan when Deku sucked his tongue, the action awoke Midoriya's brain – or muscles – and Katsuki found himself slammed against the opposite wall.
“The fuck Kacchan. That's gay.”
A little – a lot – turned on by the display of strength the other showed him, Bakugo observed as Deku calmly walked towards the window, opened it and... the fuck, did he just throw himself out?!
“DEKU!!”
A bit worried about the others well-being – come on, Kirishima would never shut up if he ever found out the guy he just made out with threw himself out of the window – Bakugo clenched the window and released a sigh he didn't know he was holding back when he saw Deku landing safely, surrounded by red and green sparks.
So much for getting answers. The only thing he got was a boner and unwanted feelings.
Fuck this day .
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Inasa found Izuku behind the dorms, face absurdly red and... was that smoke steaming off his friend's ears?