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It had been so peaceful and romantic these four months since him and Katsuki started dating. The man wasn’t lying when he said he’d make Izuku happy and full of smiles all the time. Izuku didn’t remember the last time his mind drifted off to the dark corner of thoughts because whenever he seemed to be slipping, Katsuki was there to pull him back into his arms.
He had left the apartment him and Shouto shared a day after he unofficially broke up with him. Collecting all his belongings, he happily accepted Katsuki’s kind offer of staying together. Izuku quit his job at the agency and after a few weeks of depending on Katsuki, who didn’t mind at all but Izuku insisted to pay him back in advance, he found a job in another company as an advisor. Since the company was a growing one, his salary wasn’t much but it was more than enough to pay Kacchan back and have some more for his living expenses so it was ok.
He blocked Shouto’s number from his phone because… he was still afraid of his reaction when he found out that Izuku was gone. He knew they’d eventually have to have a conversation and settle things between them but Izuku didn’t deem himself ready yet. After so long time of suffering and hurting, he was finally free of this burden and he wanted to be selfish for this once.
“’zuku, are you waking your lazy ass up or you gonna cover my bed with crumbles again with another breakfast-in-bed? This time you’re changing the sheets.”
Izuku chuckled as the morning sun barely showed itself with all the clouds gathering around it, fall was here already. He smell the humid air signaling a rainy day ahead of them and sighed. He spread himself on the, no, their, king sized bed and closed his eyes. He could smell the delicious meal Kacchan no doubt aced cooking from in here and he could hear the melody the ash-blond was softly humming. ‘If this isn’t the paradise then what is?’ thought the greenette.
A few minutes later, he heard footsteps.
“Hey, who am I talking to here? Your food’s getting cold, nerd. I ain’t cooking you one more if you get it spoiled.”
Despite the attitude, the man was smiling. Izuku looked deeply into his eyes and saw nothing but adoration. He felt loved. It’d been a long time.
“Nah, you would make me another one.”
The man smirked and got closer until he sat next to where the shorter man lied and leaned in, lips only inches apart.
“Oh ho, our little Deku is getting spoiled I see?”
Izuku’s eyes fell half lidded as his words came out melodically.
“What if I am? Are you gonna put me in my place, Ka-tsu-ki?”
Katsuki’s next breath came out as a pant as he slowly bent to close the distance between pink lips…
…only for the door to nearly go off its hinges with how hard it was knocked.
Both Izuku and Katsuki jumped to sit up and look outside their bedroom’s door and then to each other as the answer of who the hell is knocking like their life’s depend on it was written in their faces.
“What the fuck? Who is it this early in the morning?”
“A barbarian as it seems. I’ll take it-”
“No, no, I’d like to see firsthand who is the brave guy at this hour with the cockblock.”
“K-Kacchan!”
Izuku blushed and followed Katsuki out the door until they reached the front door of the apartment. Katsuki was fuming by the time because the knocking only got harder as time ticked. Izuku realized he didn’t put on anything other than his boxer so he ran back to the room to put on one of Katsuki’s bigger hoodies.
Katsuki opened the door as violently as it was being knocked and was about to give a piece of his mind to whoever was on the other hand only to be pushed aside immediately. His apartment was invaded by a certain red and white man, fuming himself as he searched the house with his eyes frantically.
Katsuki wasn’t having any of it.
He held the man by his collar and pushed his back to the wall until he hit and kept him there with two strong arms.
“Who the fuck do you think you are to just barge into my-”
“Where is he?!”
Katsuki felt his left eye twitch as he was cut and the man’s reason for a short visit was explained by this.
“What the hell are you talking about?! Get outta my house!”
“I know he’s here- Izuku! Get out wherever you’re fucking hiding! Bold of you to just dump me after all those years! Izuku, I said!”
Katsuki let go of one side of his collar and wrapped a hand around the man’s neck. He was overstepping. He was talking too much and being annoying. He had to go.
“Todoroki, leave my fucking house or I’ll kill you! That’s a promise!”
The man began to struggle, only now looking at Katsuki and not somewhere in the house. His brows were knitted and he was turning red as his hands found place on Katsuki’s to unwrap them.
“K-Kacchan, don’t! Let go of him! Kacchan, please!”
Izuku heard the shouts and his blood froze. He shakily put on a hoodie and some shorts and closed his ears as Shouto began to shout his name. He wasn’t supposed to come here. Izuku wasn’t supposed to see him yet, not yet.
And then he heard a thudding sound and the shouts were shortly interrupted only for them to grow more accusing and louder. Then they all stopped as Katsuki’s growling was heard. That’s when he rushed inside to see Katsuki choking Shouto to death. He ran towards the bulky man and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, trying to detach the man from his ex-boyfriend.
Katsuki didn’t falter at first, too determined to erase the man from existence but then he felt hot tears running on his back with sobs and he just let go to hug the smaller’s frame, trying to calm him down.
Todoroki fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes and started coughing and wheezing as he held his neck. His eyes were widened with horror despise.
Katsuki kissed the tears away from Izuku’s eyes as Izuku trembled and hiccupped in strong arms. Todoroki noticed that and that’s when he opened his unholy cakehole again.
“S-So you ran to the first man you found like the whore you are, huh? Not even bothering to let me know that you b-broke up with me?! After a little fight and you run to another’s arms, huh?! That’s how much you’re worth, no? That’s what you’ll ever give him, a broken second hand bitch!”
Katsuki stopped in his movements. Izuku’s eyes fell to the ground in shock. All those years and never would Izuku have known he’d hear such words from Shouto. However broken the half and half man might be, the words he spit out were nothing less than venom and it hurt.
It hurt to know that he once was madly in love with this man.
Katsuki was shaking with how much rage he felt all at once. In a single statement, the fucker with a mad courage called his lover bitch not once but twice. He screamed his vengeance out and threw up disappointment like he wasn’t the guilty one here, like he didn’t cheat on Izuku for months while he abused the freckled man’s love.
Katsuki was practically steaming, his fists tightly in position, he stepped closer to the trash bag in front of him for Izuku to put a hand on his shoulder and stop him. Katsuki whipped his head and turned his burning gazes to Izuku who stopped him from killing the scribble of a man twice but was shocked by the sheer strength of his hold on Katsuki’s shoulder. Then Izuku slowly raised his head where he hung it and his face was full of hurt, disappointment, disgust and fury.
Katsuki halt on his step and clicked his tongue as he let the nerd take the stage. It was right, they needed to settle it once and for all. Izuku had to finalize what he wanted to do with Todoroki.
Izuku was mad. No, mad wasn’t nearly close to what he felt inside right now. If he didn’t know better he would just snap the man in front of him in half and never turn back but thankfully he knew better.
“You…”
His voice came out strangled and low. He got scared of his tone for a mere second but continued anyway. He was getting over with this nonsense already.
“You have the nerve, the fucking nerve, to think about finding me after four whole months; I repeat, four, whole, months and then just welcome yourself in Katsuki’s apartment like you fucking own the place and disrespect both of us and your own self?!”
“Watch where you stand, Izuku-”
“Oh, I know where I stand very well and it’s nowhere near you, Shouto. All these four years we have been the model couple everyone envied, I… loved you, and I thought you loved me, too. I’ve been such a damn fool.”
Todoroki grimaced and got up in a fury. He tended to take a step forward only for his way to be blocked by a muscular arm owned by dangerous red eyes.
“Don’t you fucking dare get anywhere near him. I won’t warn again.”
Todoroki growled and brought his chest out.
“What are you, his lap do-”
A slap sound rang across the apartment. Todoroki held his right cheek as it burned and throbbed by the force of Izuku’s slap.
“You won’t talk to my boyfriend this way, Todoroki. You also won’t come here demanding answers while you cheated on me for months and treating me like less than a cheap toy. I feel more loved and home than I ever had in the last year with Kacchan and you will not ruin this for me.”
Izuku was the one grabbing the man’s collar up with one hand now as he spoke to his face with disgust written all over his.
“And think twice before you call someone a whore when you can’t keep count of the bitches you hopped on your lap and threw away, bastard.”
Izuku let go of the collar abruptly, making the man stutter on his step a little. He snarled and pushed his way open to the door. Katsuki stepped in front of Izuku and sent death glares to the other man.
“H-Hmph, have fun with a broken doll, Bakugou. Finding a better one after him is easier though, just so you know.”
“You fucking-”
“Kacchan, let go.”
“Izuku-”
“Just let it go!”
Todoroki slammed the door behind him and left the couple to a silence neither dared interrupting.
Izuku was the first one to let his strong façade fall. He fell on his knees and covered his face as his shoulders shook with the force of his sobs. Katsuki was on him not a second later, hugging him and drawing soothing circles on his back. Izuku hiccupped and held onto Katsuki’s shirt’s front and Katsuki simply carried him back to their bedroom. He sat down, letting Izuku’s legs on either side of his waist and buried the man on his chest meanwhile whispering to him about how strong he was and how he overcame such a big thing.
“You’re bravest little nerd ever walked on Earth, Izuku. My perfect nerd, my beautiful lover… It’s not worth for a trash like him baby, don’t waste your precious tears away. Shh, it’s ok, darling. Let’s calm down now.”
It took Izuku a while though. It was as if a train ran over him that was called Shouto Todoroki and despite the bitter break-up they had, he didn’t think they would have such a heated fight when they faced each other again. The words… The words exchanged were too hurtful and Izuku still couldn’t believe how a mad Shouto could be such a heartless monster to be calling his four years long partner a cheap whore. H never thought the latter could get so ugly, even though he witnessed firsthand for months how painful his words could stab him in the heart.
Not only Izuku but the man was spiteful towards Katsuki, too who only taken Izuku under his wings and loved him with an everlasting passion. Izuku would understand and tolerate the insults thrown his way to some point but no one, and that meant not a single soul, could spit shit to Katsuki Bakugou. Not on Izuku’s watch.
They both calmed down from their adrenaline high and Katsuki reached for the bottle of water on their bedside table for Izuku to drink. Izuku took the bottle and gulped down a little before he turned his gaze away in embarrassment. Katsuki didn’t miss the gesture.
“What is it, baby?”
“I-I’m sorry… you had to see all that. I’ve gone pretty ugly, too. I didn’t mean to bring you into this mess.”
Katsuki sighed and cupped soft, freckled, blushing cheeks. He didn’t speak until their eyes met.
“The only thing I regret is not saving you from that asshole a long time ago. Nothing about you can ever upset me, Izuku, and I mean the all of you. I welcomed you to my heart not only for the ups but also your so called ugly sides and imperfections. I’ll always be here for you as long as you want me with you. A-And I hope you never stop loving me. I sure as hell won’t.”
Izuku’s lips wobbled and he buried himself on soft pink lips with a devouring and apologizing kiss. They lost themselves in emotion for god knows how long before Izuku gasped and pulled back a hand on his burning hot cheek.
“T-The breakfast!”
Katsuki huffed before he laughed, hand holding his stomach. Izuku hit his shoulder lightly as he also smiled shyly.
“Why are you l-laughing at me, Kacchan?!”
Katsuki smiled bitterly.
“The breakfast is the least concerning thing that’s spoiled today, ‘zuku. Don’t worry, I’ll make another one.”
Izuku blushed in guilt.
“S-Sorr-”
Katsuki put a finger on his kiss swollen lips.
“Uh uh, none of that! I am not letting the bastard ruin another second of your, our mood. You’ll get your ass up now and help me is what’s gonna happen.”
Izuku giggled and kissed the finger on his lip.
“I thought I was banned from the kitchen after the last dinner fiasco?”
“Take this as your last chance to make it up to me…”
Then Katsuki leaned in until his lips brushed Izuku’s ear, whispering.
“Or you’re gonna have to apologize in some other ways.”
Izuku held his burning ears the whole breakfast as Katsuki messed with his frustration very chance he got.
Like he said, Izuku never felt more loved and home before.