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If you asked anyone in class 1-A what type of boyfriend Katsuki Bakugo would be, they would probably tell you something along the lines of mean and distant, hell maybe bordering on abusive his first year. That all changed when Midoriya casually dropped the drama equivalent of an atom bomb on the class the 2nd month into their 2nd year. The resident embodiment of rainbows and sunshine and the embodiment of destruction, death threats and explosions were dating.
The next two weeks the class spent recovering from the shock and getting an eye full of all of Bakugo’s boyfriend potential. Which there was a lot of. Ochaco had practically had a break down from the fucking doting Bakugo was constantly exibiting. She described it in a fit of insanity as an iceberg. You only see the very tip above the surface but it's massive and overwhelming underneath. Muttering about bathrooms and knocking and bleach for her eyes.
Homemade lunches, cuddling, public massages all while his familiar scowl still sat firmly on his face. His prickly personality remained just as strong but bent easily to Midoriya’s will. What used to take days of begging, bribing and bargaining with Bakugo with only a 50% success rate turned into an immediate yes if Midoriya asked or agreed to something.
What was expected however was how possessive he would be. Growling like an animal if people touched him unnecessarily, got too close or god forbid if someone confessed to him.
The aftermath of that was probably years of therapy for a poor general studies student and a lot of property damage.
Luckily after that incident everyone knew to leave them alone, and not encroach on Bakugo’s territory.
Bakugo’s dramatic displays of affection were quickly one of 1-A’s favorite and most disliked activities. But it was pretty unanimous that the first pocky incident was going down in the best stories of UA class of 20**.
“Kacchan!” Midoriya called, coming into the common room where the Bakusquad was occupying the couches. Blonde hair shifted over the couch towards his boyfriend and crimson eyes got just a touch softer.
“What, nerd?” he asked, already standing to greet him.
“I-I wanna try the pocky game.” he mumbled. This caught the attention of Mina who was not enjoying the animated chatter of Sero, Kaminari and Kirishima’s debate on the best racing video game. She whipped her phone out to record, unbeknownst of the two love birds.
“Pocky game?” he asked.
“Yeah! It's supposed to be fun or something. Yuga told me about it.” he broke the seal on the packaging and pulled a pocky stick out.
“Two people bite the ends of one pocky stick and take turns biting towards the center and whoever backs out first loses.” he explained, popping the end of a pocky stick into his mouth. Bakugo didn't hesitate to latch onto the other side and after a few seconds of no movement he got impatient bit forward aggressively taking up half the pocky instantly. Midoriya squeaked and jumped slamming his palm into Bakugo’s face for a reason they still aren't sure of but it was the funniest thing they had seen all week.
Mina’s video was sent to the 1-A group chat and became an infamous go to funny story.
***
After the first failed game attempt Midoriya tried again.
“Kacchan!” Midoriya called. Bakugo turned around to see his boyfriend holding a piece of pocky between his lips with the most scrunched up face he'd probably ever seen.
Bakugo stepped forward but didn't take the bait. Instead he pulled the stick out and planted an inappropriately hot kiss to his lips that stole his breath and apparently his strength as he toppled into a pile on the floor. Bakugo walked away with the pocky stick hanging from his lips like a damn prize.
***
Bakugo doesn’t even let him begin the game anymore. Every time he has even brought pocky into the room, Bakugo steals a stick, steals a kiss and leaves.
*****
The pocky games were only a small part of their acts of PDA though. Bakugo seemed to have zero fucks to give about when, where or who’s around. Not really surprising though, but the equal amount of not caring was surprising from Midoriya who seemed to preen at every little bit of attention he received from the blonde.
Midoriya stepped through the dorm’s front door letting the door close on the darkness outside. His hair was wind swept and he gave a shudder before removing his jacket and shoes by the door. He smiled as Ochaco called him to the couch for movie night. Most already set up and ready, snacks being passed around as the title menu for some horrible looking movie waited on stand by.
“Oi, Deku.” he stopped mid stride from the hand on his shoulder as Bakugo and Kirishima came up beside him.
“What, Kacchan?” he asked only receiving a frown from the blonde that could have been a pout if he wasn't mistaken.
“What’s the hold up? We got movies to watch?” Kirishima asked when they didn't continue in step with him.
“Oh sorry, Kacchan. I’m back.” he smiled. Bakugo swept him into a kiss in front of the whole room and Kirishima who had a front row seat numbly walked over to Ochaco and plopped down next to her. His turn to mutter about inappropriate and too much tongue and why? She merely rubbed his back in understanding.
The two joined the group soon after and took the last of the small couches to the side. Bakugo pulled the blanket off the back and draped it over their laps as the movie began. Some b flick horror movie about bears or something. Bakugo wasn't really paying attention, more aware of the drowsy boy next to him. Midoriya‘s head began to bob with his attempts to stay awake about half way through the movie.
Bakugo gave him a fond smile as the greenette’s breath evened out and his head hung forward. He gently pulled him back and adjusted them to lay comfortably together, pulling the blanket up to his chin and held him tight through the rest of the night. Two more horrible movies later and a room full of sleeping high schoolers, it was the middle of the night and Bakugou, who loved his strict sleeping schedule, was awake, the last awake. He watched his boyfriend sleep with only the dim light on the tv screen in auto power down mode. As the screen went black and the room was fully dark, Bakugo finally allowed sleep to take him, his nose buried in green curls.
*****
It must be said though that Bakugo was not controlling, only clingy. A commonplace occurrence is to see the self proclaimed Dekusquad sitting together with no Bakugou. Completely normal.
“Deku, what about this problem?” Ochaco asked, using her pencil to point to a harder math equation from their study guides. Todoroki and Iida sat across from them at the kitchen table, their own study supplies spread out around the surface.
“Oh for that one..” he went through the steps, writing them out as he explained them until they found the solution.
“Oh that makes a lot more sense!” she clapped her hands happily. Math was not her strong suit.
“Yeah, Kacchan taught me this.” he smiled. A hand pressed to his cheek and turned his face outwards until soft lips attached to his own for a second.
The three bystanders cringed at the display but baukgo continued on his way, grabbing a bottle from the fridge and leaving without a word. Midoriya‘s poor face was burning behind his palms and Ochaco was patting his shoulder in support. Midoriya mumbled about no warning and hot boyfriends and revenge.
*****
Unfortunately the two were a forgetful pair. Too wrapped up in each other to remember small things. Things like shutting doors or noise levels or to sext in their rooms and not the communal bathrooms !
There were many victims of their forgetfulness. Ochaco and Kirishima, the most at risk in their respective positions as their best friends’.
Kirishima stepped out of the elevator and into the carpeted hallways. His towel over his head as he continued rubbing at the wet strands. He pondered asking if Bakugo wanted to play some games tonight seeing as they have a day off tomorrow. The blonde was probably asleep like the old man he was. He grinned seeing the blonde’s door open on his approach and popped his head in.
“Yo, bakubro! Wanna-” he stopped, seeing the two boys tangled together on the small bed. He didn't wait to see if they saw him or if they were even awake before gripping the handle and promptly shutting the door. Thank god they still had their clothes on. He would be able to still look them in the eye.
“I’ll just ask Kaminari.” he whined to himself as he finished the trek to his room, praying for a quiet night with no nightmare inducing screaming from next door.
****
There are however some things that will never change.
“Cheers!” the gang clinked their glasses together over the table. It was spring break and they had all made it through midterms. With the joined squads together it was the best time to go all out so here they were, eating Korean Barbecue with Todoroki’s dad’s credit card.
“Dude, I thought I wasn’t gonna make it through that one!” Kaminari shouted as Ochaco complained about the math final.
“It was so hard!” she groaned into her folded arms, Todoroki awkwardly patting her back.
“You wouldn’t struggle so much if you actually studied more.” Bakugo snarked, stealing a piece of plump meat from the burner.
“Says you mister genius!” Mina came to their defense pointing a defensive finger at him from her cross seat. They continue to laugh and reminisce over past fond memories. Their first pocky game attempt was thrown into the mix and with the addition of the atmosphere and the liquor Kaminari had probably snuck in, they were laughing hysterically and falling over each other. Midoriya only chuckled fondly at the embarrassment and Bakugo spit insults grumpily.
Midoriya paused watching Bakugo lift his chopstick for another piece but the burner was empty and the closed meat was the two pieces on Midoriya’s plate. Midoriya glanced at his boyfriend to lock eyes for the briefest second before they both moved. Midoriya’s chopstick snatching up the meat a millisecond before it was caught by Bakugo and the blonde dropped his own, grabbing his wrist to stop his retreat and the two promptly collapsing backward with a loud shriek. The group settled for a moment only to burst out louder than before at the power struggle for meat currently playing out on the floor.
The other piece of meat left on his plate was eaten by Kirishima.