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“Auntie?” Katsuki called softly as he unlocked the front door “Auntie are you sleeping? I’m coming in! Not an intruder Deku!” he quietly closed the door behind him and slipped his shoes off before padding into the apartment in his slippers
“Ah Katsuki” Inko yawned from the kitchen table with a coffee mug “Good morning”
“Morning” he greeted back “Where’s Deku? We have homework to finish”
“He’s in his room” she responded a bit sadly “Has been ever since he got home, won’t even come out to eat”
“That’s weird” Bakugo agreed, heading off to his friend’s room “I’ll talk to him, go get some rest Auntie.”
“Thank you Katsu-kun” she sighed getting up and putting her mug in the sink
Katsuki went down the hall and knocked on Izuku’s door
“Oi nerd!” he called out, knocking again “You in there?” there was no response and it ticked him off “Hey! Open up you little shit! We have work!” still no response “Fuck it.” He swung the door open and let himself in “Bitch, can you not hear me banging on the- whoa.” The room was in an utter disarray, well, more than usual. Izuku himself was curled up on the floor in a plain brown blanket and surrounded by All Might merch and mess. His green haired head lifted up slowly at the sound of the closing door and the flicking of the lights on
“Kacchan?” he mumbled, rubbing at his puffy eyes
“What the hell happened in here??” Bakugo scoffed, carefully stepping around the items and crouching down next to the boy sitting up
“I… I don’t know” he admitted softly, tightening the blanket around his shoulders and staring at the floor tiredly “I got home after what happened yesterday and the day before and I… I just- I lost it I guess.” He gestured to the All Might things on the floor “I can’t even look at them right now” he growled, curling in on himself “I just wanted to tear it all down. Burn it, shred it, throw it away I don’t care but” he gave a sigh and slumped a little “I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.”
“I see” Bakugo nodded, looking around at all the posters still on the walls and the printed bedding before getting up “Alright then, let’s get started”
“Huh? Get started on what-“ Bakugo ripped the sheets off Izuku’s bed and the greenette let out a little yelp “Oi! What are you-“
“It’s like a breakup right?” Katsuki said, balling up the blankets and tossing them in the least messy corner “If shitty romance movies have taught me anything, it’s that you take down any possible thing that reminds you of the person who fucked you over “ Izuku blinked slowly before a small sad smile played on his lips as he got up
“Yeah, I guess so…”
“You do have other sheets besides those monstrosities right?” the blonde asked, beginning to take down the All Might posters on the walls
“Hey” he whined “They were comfy-“
“They burned my eyes every time I came over jesus” Bakugo snorted “I got rid of mine when I was like, 9”
“Rude.” Izuku grumbled “And yeah, we have some spare sheets in the hallway closet”
“Good. Go get those” he ordered, scowling down at the poster he held “Seriously? Are you fucking six or something?”
“Kacchan~” Midoriya pouted “Stop being mean!”
“Go get the fucking sheets idiot!” he snapped, yanking the blanket still draped around the other’s shoulders cruelly
“Ack! Okay! Okay!”
The two worked together in tandem to carefully take down all the merch covering Izuku’s room, Katsuki constantly cracking insults at his friend’s lack of style and Midoriya chuckling back
“Seriously??” Bakugo snorted, pointing to the plastic All Might hairband he had on, two golden tufts of plastic hair meant to resemble the hero’s signature look, sticking straight out of his lighter colored spikes “What the hell dude?”
“Oh!” Izuku cried, setting down the box he held with a laugh “I forgot I had those!”
“These are from a fucking happy meal Deku!” he yelled, trying to fight back a grin of his own “Why the fuck do you still have these?!”
“They were cute so sue me” he giggled, taking the plastic off his friend and putting them on his own head “See! I’m adorable!”
“You look like a fucking rabbit that’s what” Katsuki scoffed, noticing another under the mess and snatching it up “Hey! You stole mine!”
“No I didn’t” Izuku said with a roll of his eyes “I got two, obviously”
“This is definitely mine”
“Is not.”
“It has my fucking name on it.” Izuku peered over the blonde’s shoulder at the trinket to see he had a point
“Huh. What a coincidence.” he noted
“You little shit!” Bakugo shrieked, tackling the boy to the ground and tickling him “Thief! Bastard! Liar! You told me I lost it!”
“No!” Izuku howled with laughter “Kacchan!! Stop! Let go!!! Please!!! Stop it!!!” he wiggled out of his hold and kicked the boy off, the both of them cackling
They eventually managed to pull themselves together long enough to pack away the things into the carboard boxes Izuku had managed to scrounge up from somewhere in the apartment
“Now what?” Midoriya asked, the both of them staring down the piles of merch and tossing their childish headbands on top
“I don’t know” Katsuki shrugged “Burn it, throw it away, donate it- fuckin sell it on eBay if you want, it’s not my shit” Izuku looked sadly at his boxes
“Maybe someday I’ll sell it, but I don’t think I’m ready for that yet” he admitted softly, fidgeting with his hands nervously “A part of me is still screaming over the fact I just took everything down”
“Ugh, fine” the blonde groaned, throwing his head back in annoyance “All Might is admittedly a good hero so I guess you can keep a piece of merch or something.” Izuku lit up “One thing Deku.”
“I think I can handle seeing that” he chuckled, immediately grabbing one of his favorite posters from a box and putting it back on his wall
“So where’s this gonna go?” Bakugo muttered, glaring down at the boxes and kicking one lightly “The apartment is small enough without adding more clutter to it” Midoriya threw open his closet and pushed aside his parkour and school backpacks
“Shove it in the back!” he chirped
“That works” Katsuki sighed as they started putting the boxes in the dark corner “Out of sight, out of mind-“
“Hey, wait not this one!” Izuku cried, snatching up a little figurine on the top of a pile and clutching it fondly
“I said one thing Deku” he snapped “How are you supposed to get over him if you keep something that reminds you of him”
“That sounds weird when you phrase it that way” he responded with a scrunched-up face “And cut me some slack. I’ve had it since was like, three dude” he smiled softly down at the toy, paint faded from years of use “I’m not quite ready to put this guy away yet”
“Fine, he can stay” Bakugo grumbled before pointing an accusatory finger and narrowing his eyes at the doll “But you’re on thin fucking ice mini might” he warned, much to Midoriya’s amusement. They closed up the closet and sprawled out on the floor side by side, starring at the barren room
“Is it just me” Izuku began “Or without the merch does my room look… I don’t know…”
“Pathetic?” Katsuki suggested
“Depressing.”
“Pitiful.”
“Tragic.”
“Dismal.”
“Terrible.”
“A prison without the bars. The most miserable sight I’ve ever witnessed in my life. The exact thing I would expect from a loser with no life or friends.” Bakugo continued
“Harsh Kacchan” Midoriya snorted. The blonde sat up and groaned
“Goddamnit!” he yelled, tugging at his hair and getting up angrily “Get dressed and get your money!” he ordered, stomping over to the door
“What? Why?!” Izuku startled, sitting straight up
“Your room is a fucking nightmare!” Katsuki snapped “Now hurry up!”
“Where are we going?” the greenette panicked, tripping over his own feet to get changed out of his too big shirt and sweatpants
“We’re going shopping idiot!”
“Seiyu? Really?” Izuku groaned as they walked up to the large store. After leaving a note on the fridge in case Inko woke up, the two friends had taken the train down to the shopping center.
“Seiyu has literally anything we’ll need in redecorating your room” Katsuki huffed, snatching up a basket and shoving it in his friend’s direction before grabbing another for himself
“I guess” he grumbled, trailing after the blonde down the aisles
“First things first” Bakugo stopped them in front of the posters “Your walls being bare are freaking me the fuck out so get some new ones”
“Eh?” Midoriya faltered “Really?!”
“Yes now hurry it up!” he snapped “We don’t have all day you know”
“Yes!” he exclaimed excitedly, flipping through the posters on the rack “I’ve always wanted new posters and now I actually have room!”
“Yeah, yeah” Katsuki huffed, examining the posters on the rack behind him “Hey look. There’s a poster for that manga you like”
“Ooh! Get me that one!” Izuku grinned, arms already full of plastic covered paper rolls
“Jesus that’s a lot” he snorted as the smaller boy tossed them in his basket, handing him the poster he’d requested “Who’d you get?”
“Present Mic, Snipe, Mirko, Hawks, Ryukyu, Gang Orca and The Wild, Wild Pussycats!” Midoriya gushed happily “Wish Eraserhead had merch though. I’d totally buy his poster.”
“Well I found some pre-quirk era ones” Bakugo pointed to the rack behind him “If you’re interested-“ Izuku shoved him aside and began flipping through them
“Batman, Black Widow, Cat Woman, Iron Man- hey look! A Wonder Woman one!” he placed all of the corresponding tubes in his basket eagerly and hefted the basket up “Okay, are we done?”
“Nope!” Katsuki grinned, striding past him “That desk of yours is too empty. Figurines next motherfucker”
“Ahh~ those are expensive!” the boy whined as he followed
“We’ll just get one then” the other shrugged back “You can grow you collection later” he backtracked down another aisle and picked up another, wider tube of paper, throwing it at Izuku’s face, which he caught in time
“Hmm? What’s this?” Izuku puzzled, looking it over “Blank blueprints?”
“Yeah! That way you can start designing your hero items or other illegal things” Katsuki grinned
“Kacchan!” Midoriya squeaked, turning red “It’s not illegal-“
“You are literally the only 14-year-old I know who walks around with a homemade flame thrower made out of a lighter and a can of hairspray” the blonde scoffed “That’s got to be illegal in some prefecture”
“…No comment.”
“I fuckin knew it” Bakugo snickered
“The blueprints could be useful though” he muttered “I really should figure out a way to make my flame thrower more efficient, maybe if I fused the two together-and then there’s the other things in my notebooks and now that I’d have a proper scale I could start with in-depth designing-“
“God I hate you” Katsuki groaned, shutting off his hearing aids to block out the stream of mutters from next to him
They headed down the art aisle next, which was enough to snap Midoriya out of his crazed mumbling. He turned to Katsuki hopefully, standing in front of the glass case that held the spray paints
“Fuck no” he scowled
“Fuck yes” Izuku grinned back “Please Kacchan? I’ll only use it on my room! Promise! I’ll even get the small cans!” Katsuki glared at him some more but the other kept grinning widely
“Urgh fine” he grumbled, rattling the locked handle before walking over to the empty desk to ring for assistance
“Ooh! They have glow in the dark!” Midoriya squealed, tossing the can in Bakugo’s basket “And that gold shade I’ve been looking for!”
“What the fuck?” the blonde blinked in surprise “How the-“
“It was unlocked!” he responded sweetly, gazing up from his crouch with an innocent expression in his wide eyes
“It most certainly the fuck was not!” Katsuki hissed back “What did you do??”
“Bobby pin” Izuku admitted, pointing to his mess of curls “Never leave home without one in here”
“What have I let you become?”
Midoriya simply grinned cheekily back and tossed the cans he wanted in his friend’s basket, the two of them hurrying off before an adult could come over and check on them.
“Are you even allowed to buy those?” Bakugo asked
“It’s fine” Izuku dismissed “Seiyu usually doesn’t check for ID and if they do, a couple extra yen lets them turn a blind eye”
“I hate the fact you know all this” Katsuki muttered “Anything else you want?”
“Yes” he responded, pausing in front of the dollar bin and reaching in “These!” he held up a packet of glow-in-the-dark stars and planets before tossing them into Bakugo’s basket “You want some?”
“Do I look like I’m five?” his friend snapped, marching on ahead.
Izuku grabbed a couple extra anyway, knowing the blonde too well.
“Oop. I’m getting you this” Bakugo announced as he took the full-length mirror off its rack
“Eh? Why?” Midoriya puzzled from where he was looking over corkboards and calendars “I already have a mirror in the bathroom”
“Okay, first.” Katsuki huffed, placing the box gently over his shoulder “Your bathroom lighting sucks. Too much unnatural light and it throws everything off. Second. There’s nothing that boosts your self-confidence more than seeing yourself in a kick-ass outfit in a full-length mirror and a bathroom mirror just doesn’t achieve that. Third.” He gestured to himself with a smug smirk “When have I ever steered you wrong with fashion advice?”
“Never” Izuku admitted reluctantly
“Damn right” He huffed proudly “God, what would you fucking do without me?”
“Be a total incompetent mess that doesn’t know the difference between eye shadow and eye liner?” Midoriya suggested playfully
“Worse. You’d probably be a whiny little brat that always cries- oh wait!”
“Shut up!” Izuku screeched, punching the blonde in the arm lightly and laughing as he said it
“Alright” Katsuki huffed, dropping his bags on Izuku’s bed “Let’s get this room fixed up!”
“Whoo!”
Izuku cranked up an upbeat playlist on his computer, the two of them singing, dancing, arguing and laughing along to the music as Izuku pulled out his hidden stash of paints.
“Jesus!” Bakugo coughed, running over to the fire escape window to slam it open “Prop open a window before you fumigate the room!”
“You’ll be fine!” Izuku cackled from behind a mask of his own, rattling a can of paint and tossing the other a spare bandanna “Put that on you big baby! A little paint never hurt anyone!”
“Oh go fuck yourself!” the blonde retorted cheekily, snatching up a can himself and splattering it all over the walls.
Once the paint had dried enough to Midoriya’s satisfaction, both boys began putting up the new assortment of posters haphazardly along the walls, without much care for alignment.
“I’m putting the mirror on your closet door kay?” Katsuki told him as he unboxed the looking glass
“Mmkay!” Izuku chirped, still trying to figure out the best place to hang up his new corkboard/calendar he’d gotten. Once finished, the greenette dumped out the final bag full of glow-in-the-dark decals. They simply stared at the pile
“Was it really necessary for you to get that many?”
“In hindsight… yeah… that’s too many” Midoriya admitted
“How the fuck are we even supposed to get them up on the ceiling??” Bakugo puzzled. They both turned to the bed then glanced at each other
“This is your stupidest idea yet.” Katsuki warned as Izuku bounced up and down on his bed to try and stick the stars to his now galaxied ceiling with little success
“Well I don’t hear you coughing up any ideas smart-ass” the greenette snapped, right before slipping on his pillow as he landed and tumbling off the bed much to Bakugo’s glee
“Well…” he started “There might be another way…”
“HOW IS THIS ANY BETTER THAN THE BED IDEA??!” Izuku screeched from atop his perch on Katsuki’s shoulders
“IT SOUNDED BETTER IN MY HEAD!!” He yelled back, stumbling around as his friend flailed wildly
“WILL YOU JUST HOLD STILL?!!”
“YOU’RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS MOVING!!”
“AAH!! I’M GONNA FALL! I’M GONNA FALL!”
“SHIIIIITTTT!!” the two gave undignified screams before toppling over in a tangled mess on the carpet
“Owww~” Midoriya whined, untangling himself from Bakugo “I told you it wouldn’t work- Are you laughing??” Katsuki was curled up on the floor, shoulders shaking in silent giggles
“The look on your face!” he cackled “And the way you screamed!! Holy shit!”
“Asshole!” Izuku shrieked, yanking a pillow off his bed and smacking the boy with it before getting pulled into a wrestling match with him.
After finishing up and being thoroughly exhausted, the two boys lay side by side once more, examining the mess of a room they had created. Izuku began giggling, followed by Katsuki’s own chuckles until the two of them were besides themselves in laughter.
“It’s so mismatched!!” Izuku howled
“This is even worse than before!!” Katsuki agreed as they continued insulting the room
“What were we thinking?!”
“Well at least we know not to get into interior designing!”
“I’ll say!!” the greenette was still curled up with giggles, wiping away his tears before noticing his friend grinning at him “What? Do I have paint on my face?”
“Among other things” he snorted, reaching over and messing up Midoriya’s curls up even more
“Oh shut up” he giggled, swatting away his hand
“Glad that’s over” Bakugo sighed, settling into the bed more comfortably “And you’re back to normal”
“Huh?” Midoriya sat up “What are you talking about?”
“You’re not holed up in your room anymore” the blonde grinned up at him “And you’re actually enjoying yourself again” Izuku blinked at him before giving a small smile
“Did you do all this to make me feel better about the whole All Might thing?”
“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t” Bakugo shrugged “I’m sure as fuck not telling you.”
“Aww~” he squealed, draping himself over his friend “That’s so nice of you Kacchan!”
“Oh shut it” Katsuki grumbled, begrudgingly accepting the awkward hug “Don’t get used to it. I’ll be an asshole tomorrow.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way”
“What happened in here?!” Inko laughed when she opened the door. The boys looked up from the homework they were doing
“Deku was being depressing as fuck so we re-decorated his room!” Katsuki piped up before Izuku could answer “As you can see Auntie, we did a pretty shit job!”
“Well I quite like it” Inko told them, looking around more closely at the new posters and paintings “I think it fits your style Izuku, much more than all that All Might stuff you always had up”
“Ouch ma~” Izuku whined from where he half-hung upside down off the bed
“Auntie has a point” Bakugo agreed and Izuku smacked him with a pillow playfully
“Well, I’ll let you get back to you work” Inko said and Izuku turned back to his textbook ‘“And Katsuki?”’
“’Yeah?”’ he signed
“’Thank you”’
“’Not a problem Auntie”’