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"Hey, Bakugo!" Mina waved as she ran up to the group of boys. "I was sent as an envoy!" She seemed far too pleased to announce that to the naturally feisty blonde.
"The fuck do you want, Pinky?" He snapped.
"We want to know your skin care routine!" Her eyes shined in excitement. "You have perfect skin and it's not fair, spill the secret!" She demanded smacking his desk.
"There ain't no secret it's all natural." He was smug as he should be. Beautiful soft pale skin with no effort put in, women would kill for that.
"I call shenanigans!" She cried swiftly turning her heel. "Midoriya!" She called across the room where he had been talking to Ochaco and Todoroki.
"Ah, Mina! How can I help you?" He waved awkwardly. Their conversation was loud and disrupting the whole class.
"You've known Bakugo the longest, what's he do to keep his skin so clear?"
Midoriya tensed slightly. His eyes slightly shifted to meet Bakugo's calm demeanor. That was so much scarier than a glare, he shivered lightly.
"What do you mean?" He clarified, stepping over to lower the conversation volume.
"Have you seen his skin? It's gorgeous and completely wasted on such a hot head."
“Fuck you!”
"Kacchan has always had nice skin." He attempted to placate but it seemed to rile her up more.
"So what does he do then?" she crossed her arms. He sighed heavily in a mock surrender.
"..his mom’s quirk probably." He mumbled.
"His mom's?"
"Oi Deku-"
"His mom's quirk is glycerin. As a side effect, she looks 20 when she's closer to 40. It's natural." He shrugged and Mina’s defeated whine was heaven sent. Midoriya shot his grumpy secret boyfriend, a look that was received with soft eyes as a silent thanks. Midoriya showed no inclination of any silent conversation as the break ended and everyone went back to their seats.
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"Babe."
"Hmm?"
"Do I really need to participate in this?" Midoriya sat on Bakugo’s floor propped against the blonde’s chest as his boyfriend applied a facial mask with gentle caresses of thick calloused fingers, similar to the one Bakugo already adorned. His hair pulled away from his face by a white headband just like his.
"You have dry skin. This one is super hydrating." he grumbled, smoothing his fingers over the bubbles in the mask to keep 100% contact with his skin. Midoriya huffed a short breath but let his doting love do as he pleased.
This was how Bakugo had such nice skin. It started back in middle school and just continued till this day. He started demanding that Midoriya accompany him for a nightly mask at least once a week after they began dating. That was almost a year ago.
Honestly it was surprising how no one seemed to have picked up on their love life yet. Surely Ochaco or Mina would be able to smell gossip.
He was grateful they hadn’t yet though. These were his favorite moments, when he was pressed against him with the blonde’s soft humming in his ear and his fingers carding through his hair. He could feel all the tension ooze out of his body. He let out a slow sigh relaxing against him completely. He didn't think anyone would ever believe that the normally aggressive and loud boy could be this gentle and loving. He didn't say it often but he could feel his love in these moments. Gentle fingers, the steady rise and fall against his back and the warmth as he caressed him kneaded the love into his body.
He loved Katsuki with everything he had. Katsuki knew it too. The soft smile that eased the frown lines that usually encased his eyes and brows were missing, replaced with longing eyes and small smiles.
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He wasn't sure how long he had slept for, but he woke to nudging against his shoulder and gentle tapping on his cheek.
“Com’on sunshine, can't have you sleeping here.” The mask had been removed and his face felt slightly heavy with the residue product still clinging to his skin. “It's almost 9, gotta get to your room before curfew.”
Midoriya pouted but stood up and clasped his hand into his boyfriend's, pulling him up to draw him into a deep kiss. Katsuki melted into it, wrapping his arms around his neck while strong arms curled around his waist.
Katsuki curled his fingers into his thick locks and tilted his head briefly to deepen the kiss before pulling away. He gave him a small fond smile before patting his chest and sending him on his way.
“I love you, Katsuki.” Midoriya smiled.
“Love you too, nerd.”