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Bakugo knows he agrees to this. Albetit during a time when he was feeling utterly not like himself. But now that he is standing, adorned in his school uniform, feeling the bulk of padding between his legs and over his ass, he is greatly regretting ever agreeing to anything.
He slaps his hand on his butt and grips it slightly, Similar to how Kirishma does while they walk down the hall. He can clearly feel the diaper. ‘Fuck’ He curses to himself. He will have to keep any contact with his boyfriend above the waist for the time being. He takes one last look at himself in the mirror before exiting Aizawa’s guest bedroom and entering the hustle and bustle that is the morning in their house.
“Toshi—-No fair! I want papa to butter my toast!” Present Mic whines, Bakguo see’s Shinsou sitting, laughing as Aizawa spreads butter and jam onto a piece of warm bread.
“Do it yourself, Histoshi can't do it because he always get crumbs in the butter stick.” Aizawa sighs, handing the toast on a plate to the unamused looking purple haired kid.
“So you're the reason my fried rice had breadcrumbs in it.” Bakugo smirks and takes a seat at the table. Trying to hide his discomfort at the diaper pushes up against him from the pressure. He shirts a bit from side to side. Looking around the table, eyes are on him so he stops abruptly.
“Hitoshi, Let's get an early start to our day shall we, race ya to the car?” Present Mic scoots back from the table, Aizawa keeps eyes with Bakguo, telling him he isnt leaving with the other two idiots. Shinsou and the sound hero are out the door in a matter of seconds. Bakugo shifts back and forth again now that it's just him and Aizawa again.
“You okay? You seem uncomfortable?” Aizawa questions him,
“Of course im fuckin uncomfortable! I'm wearing a diaper!” Bakugo hates even saying the word.
“It shouldn't be that uncomfortable to warrant that much wiggling, Are you sure you have it right?” Aizawa is now walking towards him.
“I'm sure, I'm not an idiot, it's just…” Bakguo stops and realises, if he is gonna be able to last the entire day like this, he needs his questions answered. “I can't hear if it makes noise, ya know, my hearing aids wouldn't pick up that kinda thing…” Bakugo doesnt look up at his teacher.
“like crinkling? I don't hear anything, and Histoshi has like, extra good hearing and he didn't say anything. Trust me kid, nobody can tell, nor does anyone look or listen that closely to what's happening between your legs.” Aizawa says, monotone as ever, now taking a seat across from Bakugo.
“Eiji-Kirishima, does.” Bakugo says under his breath. He hears a small, exasperated laugh from across the table.
“You can call him Eijiro. I don't mind. In fact, I find it nice that you guys call each other by your first name. Hizashi and I took a lot longer to get to that level of formality when we were your age.” Bakugo looks up, shocked to see what could almost resemble a smile on Aizawa’s face.
“Fine, Eijiro… He, He is gonna find out, or- I'll have to tell him…its kinda shitty to lie to your boyfriend about something like this…” Bakugo basically whispers, He doesn't know why. Maybe because when he does so he can hardly hear his own, embarrassing, admission as they leave his mouth.
“I know him, he is a good kid. This wont change a thing between you. In fact, I think it's good to talk to him about all of this, have someone who can really support you through the next week.” Aizawa clears his throat, “Before we leave, I wanted to let you know I got a call from the station, and if you're up for it, They have a time set tomorrow afternoon to tell them exactly what happened. Only if you're comfortable, if you're not ready, or if it's too soon I can ask them to postpone, but the sooner the better, especially if it's while your mother is still in custody.” Aizawa says Bakugo tenses at the mention of his mother.
“Ill do it. Better to get it over with so I can never think about that old fuckin hag again.” Bakugo says, sliding back from his seat and walking towards the door. “Can Eijiro come with me to the station?” Bakugo stopped in his tracks. Remembering while all of this was happening with him mom, Remembering the pain from her beatings, all his mind was thinking at the time was that he wanted to be with Eiji, That he wanted to feel his warm arms around him instead of his mothers foot slamming into his kidneys.
“Of course. I'll get both of you excuses from afternoon classes. Leave it to me.” And with that, Bakugo simmers on the conversation he is going to have with his boyfriend in silence on the way to school.
***
The pain meds that Recovery Girl gave bakugo are strong. Bakguo took two of them this morning as instructed by Aizawa. He knew what It ment. The pain he has been feeling whenever he needs to go, are his muscles constricting to try to make him not piss himself. Really that's been his own indicator that he even needs to go, is pain. So now that that pain is gone, Bakugo is on edge.
He gave into wearing the diaper but that doesn't mean he is willing to actually use it. Its just there incase he fucks up like he did in class the other time. He has been on top of his game since the first period. With all his teachers being closed in on his issues, he can get up and go whatever without even asking now, witch, he has been multiple times during each class. He knows it looks ridiculous, but he can't tell if he has to go, so he wants to make sure he is always empty.
The last class he went three times. The final time he didn't even manage to push anything out. He had just assumed he should go before his next period, the one he is dreading. Lunch.
Bakugo grabs his lunch. Choosing to not get his usual spicy curry and just get a bowl of miso soup and rice. He doesn't want to eat anything spicy and drink a lot considering all that liquid he drinks will at some point have to exit him. He takes his usual seat with the self proclaimed bakusquad and immediately notices a weird silence around him. Everyone eyes on him as he eats.
“Why can you just get up and leave class and nobody says anything?” Mina breaks the silence first. Bakguo says nothing but gives her an angry glare. He doesn't owe these idiots an explanation of anything.
“Yeah, Bakugo, If you're sick. You can tell us okay? Or whatever is going on. Were your friends.” Sero says from across from him. He doesn't give him an angry glare because at least he worded it better than racoon eyes, but still. He doesn't speak. He finishes his soup and realises he hasn't been to the restroom in half of an hour, longer then he would have liked.
“Bakugo…” The blonde's head turns to his boyfriend. He hasn't said anything all lunch, Bakguo looks away at the doors of the lunchroom leading towards the bathrooms, but decides he can wait a bit to hear what Eijiro has to say. He is the only one here who truly matters to the blonde. “Remember what I was texting you about last night…” Bakugo’s eyes widened.
He had texted Eijiro, filling him in on Aizawa and Present Mic. He knows the two heroes keep their whole relationship a secret. But he couldn't not tell his boyfriend about their gay teachers! He had to. It was then Bakugo got the surprising admission from the redhead that he wanted to come out to their friends today. He wanted to know if Bakugo was okay with him also saying he and him are boyfriend and Bakugo feeling like the worst has already come, agreed to it.
This is happening now. He realises as he feels his hand grasped by a nervous, sweaty hand under the table. He looks at his boyfriend and sees him opening and closing his mouth. The table was engulfed in their own conversations. Bakugo waits a second, but gets annoyed that nobody is paying attention.
“Oi! Shitsquad. Shut the fuck up and listen. Kirishima is trying to talk.” Bakugo yells, Everyone quiets down immediately, all eyes on the both of them.
“Um, So the thing is…” Eijiro starts to speak. Bakugo tenses his whole body. A reaction from the last time he came out no doubt. He tries to calm himself, knowing there is no way this can go as bad as it did with his mom. Still, he grips his boyfriend, shaking hand harder. “I dont know if you guys already know, but I’m bisexual.” Bakugo feels the hand under his stop shaking. He looks over and his toothy smile is taking up his whole face.
“That's great man! Wait- What does that mean?” Kaminari is the first to speak up, giving the redhead a thumbs up. Bakugo watches Eijiro clearly struggling to form words. Still frazzled from his first admission. Bakugo looks at the clock. Lunch is ending soon. His bladder must be full. He must have to go. Impatiently he turns to the group
“It means he’s fuckin dating me.” Bakugo blurts out. Pulling their grasped hands out from under the table. “And before anyone asks, Im gay. I don't care what you think. Or if you think im weird or gross, Ill fucking punch your teeth in if you say anything to either of us! Got it?” Bakugo growls under his breath. He can't stand having to explain himself to people.
“Oh my god! That's amazing! Congrats you two! I always had a suspicion about Bakugo.” Mina laughs, pulling the two into a hug from across the lunch table.
“What the fucks that supposed to mean?” Bakugo asks, the table laughs and the bell rings. Bakugo stands up not letting go of Eijiro’s hands, disposing of his food quickly.
“Let's go to the bathroom before our next class.” Bakguo says, already walking to the mens room, Eijiro still in his grasp. The two often go to the bathroom together between classes to get a chance to talk .
“Katsuki! That was amazing! They took it so well!” Before Bakugo can even react, Eijiro has him push up against the wall in the empty boys rooms, kissing him deeply. “We are really out. They know we are a couple. That's so manly of us!” Bakugo is pulled into a kiss. He wants to pee. He knows he has to pee. But he relaxes into the embrace. He hasn't been able to do this in a long time and it feels nice.
The kiss turned into a full on makeout. Bakugo relishing in the soothing feeling of Eijiro being all his. He is suddenly pulled out from the wonderful sensation but something the opposite of wonderful, a strange unfamiliar feeling. He pulls away from his boyfriend, feeling the warmth expanding and then he remembers. His diaper. He came in here to pee.
“Don't worry, nobody ever comes into these restrooms this long after the bell has rang.” Eijiro pulls Bakuho back into their embrace. Bakugo tries to wiggle away, feeling the sogginess between his legs growing with no ability to stop it when he suddenly freezes. Eijiro’s hand falling down in between them, grabbing onto the front of his pants, his crotch. Like usual when they makeout like this, But this time Bakugo’s eyes widened in horror.
“What's? Huh?” Eijiro’s hand firmly grasps the front of Bakugo’s diaper, as he is peeing into it. As a strong stream of piss vibrates into his pants. “Katsuki, are you..” He feels his boyfriend's hand fall from his crotch and he wants to curl up and die, right then and there.
“I was gonna tell you.” Bakugo says, feeling like maybe he is done peeing. He can't really tell, but he doesn't feel warm anymore so he relaxes his body. Cringing at the feeling of thickness between his legs. “I'm sick. That's why I have to wear it. I'm not some weirdo. You know what my mom did, this is the cause of that. I've never actually used it before…” Bakugo falls limply into his boyfriend's embrace. Not wanting to look at his face.
“So..it is a diaper I felt…” Eijiro asks, Bakguo just nods. “Okay. You're not in pain right?” Bakugo pulls his head back at the earnest tone of the questions.
“No, I have meds that take the pain away, but then I cant feel when I have to go, so I've been going all day, like a lot to make sure I don't, well, do what I just did.” Bakugo usually loves how easy he can talk to his boyfriend. It's one of the reasons they were able to get so close in the first place. But right now, he hates how honest he feels like he needs to be with Eijiro.
“Hey, that's what it's there for! You can't help it. And I don't care, if that's what you're worried about. Sure it shocked me when I felt it because like, you were actively using it but don't be ashamed, I love you, and I want you to get better.” A swift kiss is stolen from Bakugo while he stares at his boyfriend, his kind, loving, perfect golden retriever of a boyfriend.
“Idiot! I pissed myself with your tongue in my mouth!” Bakugo playfully shoves Eijiro away, walking over to the stall to change because even if he was told it can hold more than one accident, he doesn't like the feeling of it.
“Hey! Don't say it like that! That sounds like we were getting up to something else!” The blush over his boyfriend's face almost matches the colour of his hair, Bakugo can't help but laugh.
“If you, no, Actually, can you step out and make sure nobody comes in. I kinda wanna deal with this and I don't want anyone…”
“No problem. Just knock on the door when you are done and i'll let you out.” Eijiro smiles and leaves. Bakugo gets changed as quickly as possible, feeling hope in his dreadful situation for the first time in over a week.