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Shouto knew that Natsuo had a rebellious streak, but when he brought Bakugou, Shouto's classmate, home for dinner then fucked him loudly throughout the night, he was surprised to say the least. The sound of Natsuo's headboard hitting the wall repeatedly all while shouting 'Suki! Ahhh~ you're so-' he's not going to continue thinking about it.
It started during the middle summer break, a month after Katsuki had turned 16 and a few days since Natsuo had just turned 19. Father had immediately told Natsuo that Bakugou wasn't allowed back.
That didn't work.
The next day, right after dinner, Natsuo locked his bedroom door and Bakugou climbed through the window. That night went about the same as the last one but this time they had moved Natsuo's headboard against his and Father's shared wall. They also screamed each other's names louder.
Shouto decided to move into the guest bedroom on the opposite side of the corridor next to Fuyumi's room on the third day.
Father didn't do anything about it because he was too stubborn. But he did shout at Natsuo. They had an argument and Natsuo left for the night to stay at a friend's house, aka he went to piss off Bakugou's parents.
Shouto now dreaded going to bed when Natsuo was home. It was horrible. He and Fuyumi now had chats over cups of chamomile tea at ridiculous times of night whilst the sound of their brother moaning floated down the stairs.
Too soon Shouto had gotten used to Bakugou grabbing a slice of toast in the morning then booking it before Father finished his morning workout. And way too soon had Shouto replaced the sound of harsh skin on skin with Natsuo being home instead of slapping or hitting.
"Todoroki-kun, you're looking at Kacchan really weird… are you okay?" Midoriya put down his chopsticks and stopped Shouto from thinking any further about a certain blonde-haired boy.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, just… thinking." Shouto wasn't going to tell anyone, this was something Shouto never needed to say. Ever.
"If you say so…" lunch went on and Uraraka and Iida joined them at one point. Uraraka always looked at Midoriya with such loving, but when they connected eyes they would blush and turn away, Shouto would put that in his folder of conspiracies.
"Todoroki-kun, you got something to say to me?" Bakugou had dragged as much attention to himself and Shouto as possible. It was a self-study period but Aizawa-sensei could probably care less about what they were doing.
"Please don't make as much noise tonight. I want to sleep." Bakugou smirked and Shouto could not look him in the eyes knowing what the boy does almost every night.
"I'll keep that in mind next time I get-" the bell rang before he could finish his sentence and Aizawa shooed them out of class and into the hallway for break. The class muttered about what Bakugou meant and when Uraraka asked what he was on about, he rushed to the bathroom to avoid any further questions.
"Hi, Bakugou," Shouto slid into the kitchen, rubbing tiredness from his eyes, Natsuo and Bakugou were making out on the counter. Gross.
"Guess it's time for me to go, bye, Nato, Shouto," Bakugou kissed Natsuo one last time before sliding out of his arms and out the back door. Natsuo watched longingly as Bakugou hopped on his bike and pedaled down the street and into the distance.
Natsuo and Bakugou actually liked each other, as in like-like, they weren't only doing this to piss off their parent's.
"Bye, Suki…" Natsuo sighed, then started on making eggs on the stove. He was actually sad that Bakugou left so early.
Bakugou came over, through Natsuo's window of course, every other day since school had started again. They would make as much noise as possible until 11 then they would sleep. After about a month the noises got quieter, less out there and more just for each other. It was nice to know that Natsuo had someone to rely on, just maybe they could rely on each other quieter.
It was 2 months before Katsuki, he had started calling him that as they were around each other so much, and Natsuo had gone on their first date, a movie date to be exact. Natsuo returned home smiling for once and it didn't even disappear when he saw Father. Katsuki also seemed more relaxed at school, he was less likely to shout at someone.
"Shouto-kun, I have something to tell you…" Midoriya sat at the edge of his bed next to Shouto, chewing on the inside of his cheek.
"What is it, Midoriya?" He sighed and rubbed at his eyes, mumbling something incoherent under his breath.
"I- I like- I like Kacchan, as in love… you're my best friend, Shouto, I wanted to know your opinion," Midoriya looked up at him, big, green eyes that showed so much emotion, Shouto knew that one misstep could cause an avalanche.
Plus, he didn't even know what Natsuo and Katsuki called their relationship or if they truly were in one. It did seem like it, but he wouldn't put labels on something that he wasn't part of.
"I… I'm not sure what I would say about that… I'm really sorry, Midoriya, but I have no idea what to say to you…" Midoriya wrung his hands at the answer.
The second day after the kidnapping Katsuki was back at Todoroki house. But Natsuo and Katsuki didn't have sex, or if they did it was really quiet. The only noise was small sobs and Natsuo comforting the blonde.
Katsuki stayed in Natsuo's arms even after Father had finished his morning workout. The older had just hugged Katsuki protectively when Father even dared to come near them.
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Katsuki had reluctantly agreed to go to an arcade after school with the self proclaimed 'Bakusquad'. It was a shit name and Katsuki hated it but every time he protested they insisted further.
"Kirishima, look at this!" Kaminari was going at it on the dance machine or whatever it was. Arcades were stupid.
"Sakura! I didn't think I'd see you here!" Katsuki watched as his boyfriend walked towards them with his volleyball friend trailing behind him. They must've just finished a game because they were still in uniform, it made sense that they were here since the gym where they played was just down the street.
"Yo, Todoroki, you didn't say that your boyfriend went to UA!" Katsuki had forgotten that he was still in school clothes.
"Hi, Nato. Can I still come over tonight?" Katsuki moved from his place on the wall.
"Always, baby," Natsuo smirked and kissed him on the forehead.
"Breaks almost over, we got's to go." One of Natsuo's friends said, showing his phone.
"Well, see you later, Katsuki." Natsuo kissed him one last time then walked out of the arcade with his friends.
"Awwwwww! Bakubro has a boyfriend!" Katsuki scowled as Sero sang in his ear.
"Fuck off." They did not.
"Bakugou Katsuki, I can not believe you stole my celebrity crush!" Ashido shouted, waving her arms around.
"He ain't a celebrity." Kaminari looked so incredibly shocked at that statement, Natsuo wasn't a celebrity, right? Katsuki skipped social media a lot so he could never be sure.
"You're joking right? He's the captain of the Buzzers volleyball team! Are you dumb?!" Ashido looked like she was about to faint of shock and even Kirishima looked surprised at Katsuki's lack of knowledge on the topic.
"I guess we just don't talk about that kinda stuff too much, like I know he's on a popular volleyball team but he doesn't go boasting about it."
"So you have no social media at all? I honestly can't believe you, Bakugou! Let me see your phone!" Katsuki sighed as he handed it over, putting in the passcode and telling her not to look through his texts.
"Wait! You're Snapchat friends with Jaqob Barker and you didn't tell me! He's like so famous! And Amilia Rabbits! Let me check Instagram! So you're being followed by…. Yo Timano, Ridoyu, Jack Stone, how do you know so many famous people! But you didn't know that your own boyfriend was famous!?"
"I have no idea who half of the people you are."
Katsuki dragged his boyfriend behind him as they entered the house. He was planning on packing a bag so he could stay over at Natsuo's new apartment for the night.
"I just have to grab some stuff then we can leave, we don't need to talk to the hag," Katsuki pushed off his shoes on the porch and stepped into his slippers, Natsuo following suit.
"Katsuki! Finally!" The hag screeched at him, grabbing his wrist and smacking the underside of his head, making Natsuo flinch.
"What! I'm not even supposed to be here until tomorrow!" Katsuki tightened his grip on Natsuo's hand then realized that Aizawa and All Might were sitting on the couch opposite to his dad.
"Your teachers are here! I told you!" She hadn't, she always lied like this.
"I'll go and wait at the apartment, spare keys are under the mat." Natsuo slipped his shoes back on and kissed him gently on the lips.
"I know, I know, love you," Natsuo shouted 'Love you too!' before shutting the door behind him.
"So what are you two here for?" Katsuki crossed his arms over his chest, mad that Natsuo had to leave because of his mother's incompetence.
"Well we were asking if you wanted to stay in the UA dorms that are being built." Aizawa said, he looked fed up already.
"Would I be able to leave campus?" Katsuki knew that the rules would be strict.
"Not without using the buddy system, you'll have to bring someone with you."
"Would it have to be someone from UA?" Katsuki sat down beside his dad, the hag sitting on the other side of him.
"No, but you couldn't bring a two year old with you and say that you had someone with you."
"Would a 19 year old work?" The hag sighed, she never approved of him dating Natsuo, always going on about how 'That nice brown haired girl, Uraraka I think, or maybe Ashido would fit better with you. That being said I'm not sure how you manage to get anyone to love you.'
"...He can take you, just make sure to get a notice. Are we done here?" Aizawa finally said, picking himself up from the sofa.
"Sure." All Might and Aizawa made their leave, probably going to someone else's house next.
When Katsuki arrived at Natsuo's apartment, Natsuo was wearing one of Katsuki's favourite hoodies. It sagged down just above the older's knees and was super baggy.
"How'd it go… I know your mum doesn't like me." He wrapped Katsuki up in a hug as soon as he stepped into the front room.
"I've got to obey a 'buddy system' but you count as someone who can take me." Katsuki was carried to the couch, boxes full of stuff pressed against the walls, the couch was wonky and nothing was set up yet.
"Good, I wouldn't want one of your friends have to sit on the sofa whilst we fuck in the other room," Natsuo put Katsuki on his lap and pulled the bottom of his hoodie up and over the blondes head. That was why he liked the hoodie, it was big enough to fit both of them even if Natsuo was a giant like the rest of the Todoroki family.
"That would be a little awkward. I think that I probably only do weekends though, which is shit." Natsuo pulled Katsuki close so that his nose was against the older's neck. Katsuki's body temperature was above average due to his quirk, it fitted perfectly with Natsuo's cold body temperature though.
They sat coiled against each other until morning, the sunlight streamed into their eyes, forcing them awake.
"Sakura, do you want pancakes or waffles?" Katsuki could care less what was for breakfast, he just wanted to sleep.
"Huh, maybe he's dead. Quite unfortunate that." Natsuo slowly crept toward Katsuki, then decided to flop on top of the blonde, crushing him under his weight.
"Agh! Get off! Asshat!" Natsuo hummed, only moving to rearrange Katsuki so his arms and legs were pinned to the sofa.
"I can still hear his voice," he said with fake sadness.
"Get off me! You're too heavy!" Natsuo rolled off him but pulled him to the floor with him.
"Don't you know to never comment about a lady's weight?" He teased, pressing a kiss to Katsuki's forehead.
"Fuck off with that shit and I want pancakes." Natsuo picked them up off the ground and carried Katsuki into the kitchen.
"Your wish is my command!"
"What if I wish to get fucked?" Katsuki cocked a brow, smirking at his boyfriend, fuck you hag.
"That can be arranged, but first I want pancakes."
Natsuo pushed Katsuki against the bed, pushing their mouths together passionately, making the blonde moan underneath him. One hand had pinned Katsuki's arms above his head and the other was exploring under the blondes shirt.
A string of saliva hung between their mouths when Natsuo pulled away. He peppered kisses all over the blonde's face then moved on to his neck, making Katsuki gasp whenever his teeth scraped against the skin.
Slowly they stripped themselves of their shirts and Natsuo started making a trail of hickeys down the younger's torso.
"Since I don't know when I'll next get to fuck you, I'll make this extra good," Katsuki huffed and loosely wrapped his arms around Natsuo's neck, straddling him.
"You mean you weren't doing your best the rest of the time?" He asked with faux annoyance.
"Oh, shut up," Natsuo tugged off the blonde's jogging bottoms then took off his own trousers leaving them only in their pants.
"Make me." The neighbours must hate them.
Katsuki had started wearing Natsuo's old volleyball jersey, it was the one that had a damaged sleeve so they gave him a replacement and the old one was given Katsuki as a present. It wasn't damaged enough for it to be unwearable, just enough for it to break uniform rules.
"Bakugou, I didn't think you were a big sports fan." Tokoyami had started cutting up an apple next to the blonde.
"I'm not." Katsuki sneered. Why did people always make that assumption?
"... Then why are you wearing that… last I heard was that it was being sold for thousands of yen." Tokoyami eyed Katsuki's jersey, Natsuo can't be that famous, right?
"Raccoon Eyes!" Ashido slid into the kitchen, phone in hand.
"Yes, almighty one?" Katsuki scowled.
"Why the fucking hell did Bird face just say that my jersey's being sold for thousands of yen? Natsuo can't be that popular. Plus who would pay this fucking much for a shitty jersey?" Ashido looked at the jersey and full on screamed, probably sarcastically, but it was still hurting his ears. Why on earth did he let these people hang around him?
"Ashido!? Are you okay-" Hagakure stopped to stare at Katsuki's jersey as well. What the fuck?
"What's going on here? Why are you two screaming?" Suddenly everyone was in the kitchen. What the fucking hell was going on and why were people screaming?
"Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?" No one answer they were more focused on getting Ashido and Hagakure to stop screaming.
"That's it. I'm texting Natsuo. He's getting his ass kicked." Katsuki pulled out his phone and went into contact's.
(Sakura)
Why the hell are Gloves and Raccoon Eyes screaming over my jersey?
(Nato)
Which one?
(Sakura)
Your volleyball one
(Nato)
I still can tbelieve you don't use socials
(Sakura)
🖕
(Nato)
My jerseys really expensive cause imma shitty celeb or smth
My popularity would be much lower if I didnt have certain family members tho.
(Sakura)
Kay
Still not sure why they're screaming tho
Love you
(Nato)
Love you to
(Sakura)
*too
(Nato)
I take it back
(Sakura)
Rude AF
"I texted him and I still don't get why you two screamed. It's literally a jersey. A ripped one at that." Katsuki sighed and Uraraka looked so fucking mad.
"Just because you have lots of money doesn't make you better than anyone!" She screeched. He didn't even pay for the jersey, and if he did it would be from his own money.
"I was given this by Natsuo, I have no idea why any of you are being so irrational about a piece of clothing." Aoyama gasped dramatically.
"Is everyone alright? Class 1-B said they heard screaming- oh, their screaming about your jersey, aren't they?" Aizawa rounded the corner prepared for a fight, took one look at the situation and just sighed.
"Yeah, why though, it's a jersey. Why is everyone so fussy over my boyfriend's shitty ass jersey? It's just clothing. Well whatever. I have food to make and none of you are supposed to be in the kitchen whilst I cook." Slowly the class meandered out of the kitchen, all in some level of shock, they would fully realize what Katsuki said later-
"WAIT! BAKUGOU HAS A BOYFRIEND!? AND IT'S TODOROKI- WAIT NOT OUR TODOROKI BUT THE OTHER ONE!?"
"Todoroki! Are you here for- um, you have the same name as him… Todoroki?" Midoriya opened the door of the 1-A dorms to let Natsuo in. Something must be wrong because he was at least 20 minutes early for his and Katsuki's date and Aizawa was trailing behind him.
"Actually, I'm here for Katsuki. You seen him? I'm like 10 minutes early so I don't 'spect him to be waiting in the parking lot." Natsuo chuckled and slid past an in-awe Midoriya.
"Um… I think he's in the kitchen… over there… I'll show you." Midoriya muttered something under his breath as he led Natsuo over to the kitchen, only to realize he wasn't there.
"You don't need to go searching for him, I'll just shoot him a text." Natsuo waved Midoriya off just as Katsuki walked in from the courtyard with Kirishima by his side.
"... Natsuo. Why the fuck are you here? And now?" Natsuo chuckled and walked over to them.
"One of the upper floors in the apartment complex set itself alight when the owners were out, the fire brigade got it under control, though. Didn't reach our apartment. No one got hurt." Katsuki sighed in relief, he didn't want Natsuo to move back in with his father.
"Good, I'd be pissed off if you got hurt." Apparently, Midoriya couldn't keep his trap shut because most of class 1-A were now peering at them around corners or over the cushions on the sofa.
"You wanna meander around town for a bit?" Natsuo suggested, hands running through Katsuki's hair.
"I didn't know you knew such big words."
"Ima take that as a yes." Natsuo waved the class goodbye and followed Katsuki and Aizawa out of the building.