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Izuku Midoriya was not an addict.
“I am not an addict” He repeated out loud, his eyes closed shut as if he was really trying to convince himself of all people.
“You totally are” A characteristically emotionless tone answered, completely shattering his healthy image of himself.
Izuku opened his eyes to shoot an offended glare at his friend.
Shoto looked up from his phone for a second, a slight smirk teased in the corner of his mouth. “Don’t be mad at me for speaking the truth, gambling addict.”
Okay, maybe he was into this game lately. By lately he means in the past year lately. His rank is 59, has a good amount of five-star characters as well as weapons, and his exploration is 100% almost everywhere except a few newer regions. Maybe he was into it a lot… just maybe.
Izuku gasped at the audacity nonetheless “If I am one, you’re one too!” He accused “You’re literally playing right now”
Todoroki just shrugged, putting his phone down after he was finished with his commissions.
It was supposed to be a calm Sunday afternoon. Both men were in their pajamas, seated in two comfortable bean-bag seats, as they were escaping the hardcore pressure of university in their dorm room.
Or well, something like that.
“Are you ready?”
Izuku nodded hesitantly, glancing at his phone screen nervously as if it would attack him at any moment.
60 wishes. It should be enough. She will come home, she has to. I need a good electro DPS.
The Raiden shogun stared back at him as if to tease him and make him doubt his entire existence.
He looked at Todoroki before he began.
First 10 Pull
Okay, okay. A four-star. That was to be expected.
Pulls followed, pulls, and finally, the last ten pull was when he saw it.
“GOLD!! SHOTO IT’S GOLD!” He screamed, shaking his friend who looked unphased, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. He was nervous, scared, and excited. “God, I don’t want to look” He placed a hand to his eyes as he skipped through the pull.
Harbinger of dawn.
Cool steel
Cool steel
Tighnari-
“TIGHNARI??” He shrieked, his expression falling into one of shock and surprise.
That was it. He lost 50/50.
He slumped, devastated, his phone falling to his lap. He felt Shoto patting his shoulder awkwardly. “He’s not bad, I remember you wanted to pull for him when he first came out,”
Izuku nodded “That’s true but… I don’t have anything to level him up... And I collected all of those damn weird samurai materials the Shogun needed…”
“Come on, you can collect his things in no time”
Izuku looked up to Shoto with a newfound determination. “You’re right. I’ll be the best Tighnari main to ever exist!”
He found himself busy again with university programs, projects and assignments. But a week later he was alone, having some time to himself. Finally he could catch up on his game.
As he promised, he built Tighnari well enough, he just needed some more Nilotpala Lotus to make him level 90. The issue was, he already collected every single of them from both his and Shoto’s world.
There was only one option. Ask from someone in co-op.
Izuku glanced at the option and before he could change his mind he clicked “join world” at the first player he saw.
Co-op game loading..
Okay so they accepted. Good sign.
Deku has entered the world.
He looked at the screen, trying to figure where the owner of the world’s character stood and it took him a few seconds to realize that they were not standing but rather levitating.
Ah a wanderer main. Izuku realized.
Wanderer, or Scaramouche is the newest hot shot of the game, almost everyone pulled for him. His abilities were not only great, he had a fun play style as well. But what made him more interesting is his story obviously. And well.. his attitude the greenette guessed. A lot of people were attracted to his degrading words as he destroyed the enemies.
Dynamight: You came here for what
Oh shit, right he wanted those materials. Has he spaced out too much?
Dynamight: Hello?
Dynamight: SPEAK YOU **** ASS***
Dynamight: I'm going to throw you out.
Deku: NO WAIT
Deku: I’M HERE
Dynamight: **** you want
Okay well, this player was.. not nice. But Izuku had no desire to join into another world and send himself into a mini panic attack. Yes, he even had anxieties through the screen if he was meeting new people. Especially when he randomly joined. So he’ll just deal with it, and leave as soon as he collects the materials he needs.
Deku: Can I have a few of your nilotpala lotus?
Deku: pleading sticker sent
Dynamight: No
Deku: Oh.. do you need them? :(
Dynamight: No
Deku: Oh.
Deku: Then why not??
Dynamight: Just to mess with you
Dynamight: evil laughing sticker sent
Izuku gaped at the screen, he couldn’t believe this.. this person. Did he live to make others life’s harder? There was Izuku, farming hard day and night, just for one person to deny him a few nilotpala lotus? He won’t let that happen.
This Dynamight won’t know what hit him.
Deku: PLEASE GIVE ME THEM
Deku: I CAN HELP YOU FARM OR
Deku: DO DOMAINS OR ANYTHING
Okay maybe it wasn’t the most intimidating tactic, but it was one he knew very well. Plus he probably wouldn’t get too far with this person by trying to smart mouth him. Maybe later, when he wasn’t in a desperate need of materials.
Dynamight: What makes you think I need help
Dynamight: My characters are the fu***** best
Deku: I don’t doubt that..
Deku: But still
Deku: Maybe if you don’t want to give your lotus for free
Deku: I can be useful, so I earn them!
Dynamight: Your name literally means useless though
Dynamight: Very fitting if ya ask me
Deku: It does not!!
Deku: It means ‘you can do it’
Dynamight: Whatever
Dynamight: Want my lotuses or not?
Deku: YES I DO
Dynamight: Ok
Dynamight: Come here, I wanna see something.
Dynamight: Bring tighnari
Domain invitation…
Izuku accepted quickly, joining the domain with Tighnari and a healer, Bennett. He noticed Dynamight had an electro character out, Cyno, who was also kind of new. The element electro, and dendro (which was Tighnari’s element) worked well together. Izuku was curious about their damage numbers in the same team since he didn’t have Cyno.
Dynamight has started the challenge, and they both began attacking the enemies. He learned to get used to Tighnari’s playstyle as he was a bow user, and used a lot of charged attacks.
Numbers followed numbers on the screen until
“1.000.000 DMG?? WHAT THE HELL” He screamed in surprise as he saw the challenge finish.
Deku: YOU SAW THAT?!!!
Deku: 1M DAMAGE OHGODO
Dynamight: pfft yes
Dynamight: Cyno does a lot alone but
Dynamight: Dendro buffs him a lot
Dynamight: Especially Tighnari for some reason
Deku: …
Deku: that’s suspiciously homosexual
Dynamight: You ain’t wrong
Dynamight: Are you?
Deku: What
Dynamight: A homosexual
Deku: NO
Deku: I MEAN YES
Dynamight: yes or no idiot
Deku: I mean yes I am into men
Deku: But why ask?
Deku: Are you one of us too..?
Dynamight: This ain’t a f******* cult Deku
Dynamight: But yeah, if you’re interested
Deku: uh…
Deku: Does this mean I can have your lotuses?
Dynamight: No
Dynamight: Give me your discord
Deku: What if I don’t have one
Dynamight: You definitely do
Dynamight: You are the type
Deku: What is that supposed to mean?
Dynamight: Discord kitten vibes
Dynamight: snickering sticker sent
Deku: WHA
Deku: Why do YOU have it then huh
Dynamight: …
Dynamight: This ain’t ‘bout me.
Deku: rolling eyes sticker sent
Deku: Here you go
Deku: Deku#2839
Deku: Are we going to text there??
Dynamight: Nah just asking for it cause I’m that ******* bored
Deku: Oh..
Dynamight: Obviously Deku, what else would we use that for
Dynamight: Unless ya don’t want to
Deku: NO
Deku: I mean, I wouldn’t mind
Deku: Talking to you more
Deku: About the game and stuff..
Deku: I don’t have a lot of friends who play
Dynamight: Not surprised
Dynamight: Now collect what ya need, I gotta leave soon
Deku: Okay dynamight!!
Izuku collected the materials with a smile on his face as he saw a notification appearing when he was almost done.
Lord explosion murder added you as a friend
That made him giggle. His new friend definitely had a unique personality.
After that weekend he obviously had less time to go online, yet it did not stop him from answering Dynamight’s messages as much as he could. He has learned a lot about his internet friend in such a short amount of time.
He did not have a lot of friendships growing up. Due to his nerdy looks, and uncommon interests people tended to avoid him, or just simply ignore him all together. In his middle school days he actually found peace in their ignorance, it was better than the relentless bullying after all. However as high school came, he was tired of being alone all time. He wanted to connect with people, have friends like everyone his age. So he gained some courage and tried to strike a conversation with one of his classmates, his chemistry partner Todoroki Shoto.
To his luck, Shoto at that age was greatly emotionally constipated, due to his own family issues. The boy just spared him a glance, which sent shivers down Izuku’s spine (not in a good way) and made him scrattle away.
He did not give up though as he kept greeting Shoto with every occasion he had. On one fateful day the indifferent boy actually greeted him back, thus their friendship began. Izuku helped Todoroki resolve his problems with his father within himself, and even though he knew he couldn’t fix a whole decade of family trauma, he was glad to be at least a little bit of distraction.
And Shoto proved to be a true friend despite their rocky start.
Well, that was in the past anyway. His social skills improved a lot.
Dynamight: Deku u up?
His phone pinged with a notification, and he hurriedly muted it before it would wake up his roommate.
Deku : yes
Deku: why are you up
Deku : you are never up so late
Dynamight : can't sleep because of some idiots
Dynamight : cant keep their mouth shut during sex
Deku : sex???
Dynamight : what you’ve never heard of it?
Dynamight : it’s when two people fuck
Deku : …
Deku : I know what it is!
Deku : and fucking is a synonym it does not explain anything
Dynamight : Whatever you say smartass.
Dynamight : the point is, they’re doing it so loud
Dynamight : for FUCKING HOURS.
Dynamight : loser sleepless emo has some goddamn stamina
Dynamight : At the least I hope his dumbass boyfriend won’t be able to walk for days
Izuku chuckled, finding his friend’s struggle hysterical. He’d never had to deal with situations like that, since Todoroki was more or less on the asexual spectrum. If he was to bring up someone to the dorms really, Izuku would definitely know beforehand.
Deku : wish that was me for real
Dynamight : what
Dynamight : you wanna get railed by an emo zombie looking ass?
Deku : nah not necessarily
Deku : but it would be fun not being able to walk
Deku : i mean is that even possible
Dynamight : Deku now you just openly admitted that you’ve never had a good sex in your life
Deku : That's not true!
Dynamight : I bet on my C6 wanderer it is.
Dynamight : I also bet I could make you unable to walk for a month if I had my way with ya
Izuku blinked rapidly at the screen in front of him, slowly lifting his hand to rub his eyes because they were clearly deceiving him.
Dynamight did not just say- well texted that.
Even though he had no idea what Dynamight looked like, he couldn’t help but blush a new feeling awakening in him. Was this meant to be a joke? Did he take it too seriously? Fuck, he should give an answer shouldn’t he?
Deku : you sound sure about yourself Dynamight
Dynamight : Katsuki.
Deku :Huh?
Dynamight : My name dumbass.
Deku : Oh
Deku : I’m Izuku
Dynamight : Nah
Dynamight : You stay deku ;P
Deku : ~.~
Deku : Then i should give you a nickname too
Deku : How about
Dynamight : no.
Deku : Kacchan!
Deku: Cute like you!
Dynamight : Cute your ass.
Deku : You haven’t seen it
so you wouldn’t know ^-^
Dynamight : You know what they say Deku
Dynamight : All is not lost that is delayed
Deku : you’re a pervert Kacchan
Deku : discord mod vibes :P
Dynamight : shut up nerd
Dynamight : get online the game
Dynamight : we need to farm
Deku : sure!
To say that they had an unique dynamic was an understatement. They joked a lot, and they actually.. flirted a lot which was new to Izuku. Sure he wasn’t a virgin anymore, he lost his virginity to his best friend at the end of their high school years, having been both curious about what the deal was about. It was okay, but it was nothing really special.
He and Shoto did find out a lot about themselves actually, Midoriya could confirm that he was very into men as well, and Shoto just.. confirmed his lack of need for sexual intimacy all together. Things did not get awkward between them and they even joked about it from time to time. Izuku did not really count that as first time, more like an experiment.
But this newfound feeling with Katsuki was nothing like felt before. It was a bit mean, and teasing, Izuku figured that’s how he preferred it. They became closer after they told each other their real names.
The blonde usually complained about everything happening around him, or flexing his new weapons from the game, but Izuku didn’t mind. He was happy he could have an amazing friend like Kacchan. Their flirting was minimal but it didn’t mean it affected Izuku less. He was getting better at flirting back, and he even felt more confident thanks to that.
After two months of non-stop talking, Izuku has realized that Kacchan has become a part of his life just as important as his real life friends. Yet he didn’t even know what he looked like. Asking for a picture felt like stepping over an invisible boundary of being only internet friends. And honestly Izuku was a little bit nervous. Just as he hadn’t seen Kacchan’s face, neither did he know how Izuku looked like.
What if Katsuki would stop talking to him because of his plain looks? Or maybe not stop entirely just.. the joke flirting. You can only flirt with people you find attractive, no? Oh shit he was overthinking again.
He decided he’ll go with the flow for just now, and will see where it takes his and Kacchan’s weird relationship.
A few days later he was sitting at a coffee shop with his project work laid out in front of him, yet he wasn’t able to concentrate at all. His project partner also seemed to notice that, but he was nice enough not to comment on it just sipped his black coffee like it was water.
“Head in the clouds? Waiting for a call?” Nevermind, he was not nice enough to not
comment on it.
He met his eyes, deep purple orbs looked at him as if they were looking into him. Made him feel sort of paralyzed, as if Shinsou would already know his deepest secrets. Maybe he did, Izuku was told several times in his life that he was very.. transparent.
“Ah,” He shook his head, “Not really,”
There was a minute of silence as they were staring at each other.
“There’s a guy” Hitoshi simply stated, the mind reader genes kicking in.
Izuku groaned, feeling defeated as he dramatically collapsed onto the table. His friend chuckled and took another sip of his deadly poison he called coffee.
“It’s nothing serious,” Izuku mumbled, “I met him a few months ago in the game and he..”
“He?” Shinsou asked, interested
“He’s honest, brash actually, “ Izuku admitted looking up “But I like that about him, he doesn’t sugarcoat things and he helped me a lot building my characters. His favorite color is red, his favorite season is summer, he works out four times a week, he’s 20 years old as well, and I think I like him” He rambled on with one intake of breath, the information about his new friend living vividly in his mind.
Shinsou sighed, as he already felt this coming “Izuku. Have you ever seen a picture of him? His real full name?”
Izuku was quiet for a second “Well.. we didn’t get to that part yet-“
“Is he into men?”
“I don’t doubt there’s something fruity-“
“Izuku.” Shinsou used a tone which made the greenette sigh.
“I know. Don’t worry, I’m not getting my expectations high like.. last time.”
Even the memory of his last online relationship incident made his stomach turn. It was similar to this, but he met the guy on a dating app specifically. They got along in texts very well. He was hopeful he finally had a worthy connection romantically. He agreed to meet up. It was going okay for a while but Izuku was getting weird vibes. The guy invited him to his apartment, and Izuku denied but his partner insisted. He was clear that his preference wasn’t one night stands, yet the guy turned out to be very pushy about it. It made him feel more than uncomfortable.
He sent the guy’s address to Shoto and Shinsou, and they immediately knew something was up. So they showed up, and the guy was unable to keep him there any longer.
Shinsou patted his back “I just don’t want you to get hurt by some asshole again.”
Izuku flashed an honest smile “Thank you, Toshi, it means a lot to me..”
“Hey, why don’t you get out a little?” His friend spoke up, “I was invited to drink with Kaminari and his friends today, and I honestly would not mind you being there. Only if you’re comfortable of course.” He sugarated Izuku with that look of his again.
Midoriya thought about it. Maybe it wouldn’t be bad to actually try to engage in a real life conversation sometimes. He needed to get out of his boundaries sometimes, it was needed for his social self improvement.
He glanced as his phone lit up with a message.
Dynamight : Sorry for not being active, got busy with a few idiots. Tonight won’t be good either.
His heart clenched, he bit his lip as he answered “Sure I’ll go,”
It was loud.
It was the first thing he acknowledged in the club.
The second was the people. It was a friday night, so no wonder the place was packed full. They were mostly college students. Izuku even recognized a few faces from his classes. The atmosphere made him feel nauseous and excited at the same time. He looked towards Shinsou who seemed to be on his phone, probably texting his boyfriend that they’re here. He looked up, and put the device away
“You okay?”
“Yeah” He breathed out
He really was feeling better than the last time he was at a club. Back then he felt more stuffy, and just did not feel he was at the right place.
He was dressed casually for the public eye, black jeans hugging his thighs and a simple green shirt (probably the most decent and sophisticated piece he owned). Not casual Izuku standards, because for him this outfit was already an elegant fashion. But before they went out Shinsou made him promise not to wear the 3 years old All Might hoodie he’s been wearing pretty much every week.
“YOOO” A loud voice cut through the noise, reaching them in distance
“Here we go again” Shinsou sighed, but a smile hid in the corner of his lips.
“Toshi, missed ya too!” Denki fake sobbed into his boyfriend’s chest, holding up a drink. He glanced up noticing the awkward little green dude and grinned.
“You must be Midoriya!” He jumped to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Nice to finally meet you man! One and only friend of Hitoshi”
Izuku smiled “Nice to meet you uh.. one and only boyfriend of Hitoshi” he said, and it actually made the blonde laugh.
“Alright guys, come on, the others are already sitting at the table, waiting” Denki said as he started pulling them by the hand so they wouldn’t get lost in the crowd.
“We are back!” He exclaimed, gaining the attention of five people. “I bought some fresh meat”
“Dunce face your boy toy is anything but fresh” A rough voice commented, earning a few snickers and an eye roll from Shinsou.
“Always nice to see you, Bakugou”
The greenette glanced towards the group and took in every person. A buff red haired man was sitting at the edge of the box, a huge grin sitting on his lips as he had an arm draped around a pretty pink haired, tanned girl. A couple maybe? Next to them a black haired man, a goofy grin was also capturing his features as he laid back leisurely. Another woman, with black, darkish blue, purple hair (Izuku couldn’t quite make it out in this lightning). She had a cool expression, as she sipped on her drink. Lastly there was a blonde man, Bakugou, Midoriya’s brain supplied. As he moved his eyes to him, he froze as he noticed the blonde was already staring at him with an unreadable look on his face.
“Don’t mind him babe, he’s just jealous” Kaminari said with a teasing smile “He’s single as a pringle”
Bakugou rolled his eyes but didn’t comment further.
“And I wasn’t talking about Toshi anyway, his meat is off market.”
Izuku physically cringed and he did not try to hide it.
Denki walked and put an arm around his shoulder as he spoke “Guys Midoriya. Midoriya.. guys.” He said as an attempt at introduction.
“The redhead over there is my best bro, Kirishima. Then we have Mina, her gorgeous girlfriend. That one gentleman there is Sero. And then we have our very own Kyouka Jirou, her songs are deadly bro. And last but not least-“
“Bakugou.” Bakugou interrupted his friend’s speech.
“-Blasty. Be careful with him. He could explode at any moment.” Denki jokingly added then let go of him to take a seat next to Kirishima. Shinsou went sat with him and Izuku slipped beside the Bakugou guy.
“Nice to meet you man. You’re in UA too , right? How come we never saw you around?” Sero chatted him up, as he was handed a glass of something.
“I don’t usually go out like this” He admitted fiddling with his straw.
“Not surprised.” Katsuki noted “You look like a nerd”
Izuku blinked, his brain processing the insult. He threw a glare at the person next to him.
“Maybe I take my grades seriously” He huffed lamely.
Bakugou raised an eyebrow, interested “Are you implying that I don’t?”
“Do you?” He asked back
“I don’t know” Bakugou drawled “Ask my 4,9 GPA”
Izuku grinned cheekily
“Nerd” He simply said, leaning forward in his seat, engaging himself in the conversation with Sero once more, turning away from a very awestruck, shocked, flabbergasted Katsuki.
After a few minutes of processing that the green thing actually dared to talk back- no insult him even. It made him boil with anger and something else, that made him very aware of the tightness in his pants.
“Oi, what did you just say to me?” He yanked on one of the green locks that were practically bouncing in his face as Midoriya kept leaning over so Sero could hear him.
And those emerald colored irises were on him again, flashing with annoyance and it actually made Katsuki shiver .
Now, that was new.
He liked to piss off people alright? Getting them worked up with words, but none of their reactions was this satisfying. He felt like he won, even though he just got called a nerd.
“Uh, Bakugou?” Midoriya blinked up to him, his gaze no longer hostile, shifting towards his hand which was still holding the nerd’s hair. Fucking embarrassing. It’s not like he wanted to see if they were as soft as they looked. Absolute no chance in hell.
Bakugou released him as if he was burnt and crossed his arms.
As he was inspected by Midoriya, he felt an odd feeling of deja vu. He narrowed his eyes, has he met the nerd before? No, impossible. He’d remember. Might not his name, but he wouldn’t forget his face that’s for sure.
“Quit staring nerd” He spoke, trying to cover the fact that he was the one actually staring.
“I wasn’t!” The smaller male denied, a slight pink tinting his cheeks.
Oh? Maybe he wasn’t alone after all.
He looked around at the table, finding his friends already wasted for good. He looked back at Midoriya who seemed tipsy but sober enough, only had few drinks or so. A surprise he could actually hold his drink.
He leaned closer to him, “Want me to show you a place?”
He smirked at the way the green head shivered as he spoke.
Izuku furrowed his eyebrows “Why would I want to go anywhere with you?” He huffed, taking another sip of his drink.
Katsuki nodded towards his friends “Rather you stay here with the drunken idiots?” He nodded towards the group, Sero and Kyouka sleeping on each other’s shoulders while Mina and Kirishima were heavily making out. Kaminari and Shinsou were nowhere to be seen.
Izuku grimaced, and stood up, wobbling on his feet. “Let’s go then”
Katsuki rolled his eyes as he steadied the tipsy dumbass “I should leave you here too” He muttered, as he got on his feet as well.
Izuku rarely had experiences like this.
“KEEP CLOSE NERD! YOU’RE SLACKING OFF!”
He breathed in and out heavily, cold air hitting his lungs as he struggled “Bakugou I have-” A deep intake of breath “-asthma”
He still felt the alcohol on the tip of his tongue, feeling even more unstable when he ran. But it was such a feeling though. Running on the empty street with the blonde tasted like freedom.
He was surprised to see Bakugou actually stopped to wait for him. He was about to thank him when the blonde man spoke
“We’re here”
Izuku looked up at the abandoned building (hospital?) dead, rotten flower’s, and hinges entangled on its surface. The atmosphere was creepy, and the only sound that could be heard was a few half hearted cricket chorus, and Izuku’s heavy breathing.
He glanced towards the blonde “You brought me out here to murder me and hide the body?”
“Nah” The other chuckled quietly. “If I was to do that, you’d already be dead.” He simply stated as he kicked the door open with a loud crash.
Why was he here anyway? Midoriya didn’t seem to know anymore. He just met Bakugou, yet there was. Something about him that gave him a sense of familiarity that lured Izuku in. Maybe it was just curiosity, or a thirst for adventure.. who knows?
“Are you sure this won’t get us in trouble?” He asked, looking around inside.
“Why? Scared?” The blonde smirked down at him from the stairs and it made Izuku’s heart skip a beat.
It felt hot and sour at the same time, somehow feeling like a sort of betrayal towards Kacchan.
Agh I should forget about him. There’s no way.. It’s not realistic. He hasn’t seen me. We aren’t even something. He goes out a lot too, even though he always says he hates it. He wouldn’t feel the same way…
He looked ahead as he inspected Bakugou’s back. Yeah, better live for the moment for now.
It took a few minutes until they reached the top, but god it was worth it.
Izuku stepped out leaving behind the damp, fusty air of the old building, greeted yet again by the scent of fresh air he took a deep breath. The sight was mesmerizing. Million stars illuminated the dark sky, lighting up Midoriya’s face even more.
Katsuki held his breath, not even sparing a glance to the sky. He’s seen that already, and it was pretty yeah. But witnessing through Midoriya’s eyes made his heart beat faster and his throat dry. He reached out, brushing out a green hair strand out of the way.
“Beautiful” The greenette whispered his eyes still in the stratosphere.
“Yeah” Katsuki agreed, drunk on the alcohol or the presence of the nerd in front of him, he wasn’t even sure.
He knew exactly what compelled him to lean closer, and close the distance between them. Izuku was so addictive, he craved his touch like he did no one else’s. There was one thing in Katsuki’s mind at that moment and it was to kiss him silly.
Izuku let out a surprised gasp into the kiss, but reciprocated it nonetheless. The kiss was feverish, the two men holding onto each other like the other would disappear any second. It felt way too good to be a first kiss, yet they both know they haven’t done it before. Their lips fit together perfectly like a puzzle piece that has been long apart. It didn’t just feel good, it felt perfect, in every way. And Katsuki Bakugou didn’t settle for less but the perfect.
They broke apart, both gasping for air. Katsuki took in the sight of a red cheeked Izuku, his eyes dazed with perhaps alcohol and something more that made Katsuki want to wreck him.
“Let’s go back” He whispered quietly to his lips as he noticed Izuku shivering. “My place is close” And so was he, although he didn’t say that out loud.
Izuku gave a nod, and Katsuki couldn’t resist kissing him again.
They went back to his flat holding hands, giggling about stupid things they’ve barely comprehended.
“Hopefully those idiots went back to sleepless guy’s place to fuck” The blonde muttered as he fumbled with the key, Izuku half registering the words as he followed the blonde inside.
“Woah nice place” He complimented as Katsuki turned on the light, casually blinding him in the process.
“Thanks” The host shrugged off his jacket “My bedroom is just as nice though” He added with a smug grin.
“Hahaha is that so?” The nerd laughed drunkenly “Bet mine is cooler!”
“Hah? No way in hell”
“It’s truee” Huh. Maybe Midoriya was a lightweight after all.
Katsuki flicked him on the forehead before walking off to the kitchen. “Drink” He commanded, lifting up a glass of cold water to his lips.
Midoriya, the little fucker plucked his lips close his eyes glinting with mischievousness.
Bakugou glared at him “You wanna play like that eh? Fine by me.” He threatened as he bought the water to his own lips, letting the liquid enter his mouth but not swallowing.
He took a hold of Izuku’s chin and pried his lips open with ease, as he leaned closer. He pressed his mouth to his, it was a little awkward but it managed to get the job done which was hydrating the damn nerd in front of him so he won’t get headaches tomorrow.
“You’re welcome” He murmured against his lips as they broke apart, both completely out of breath.
Green emerald orbs met deep scarlet ones, and they both didn’t know if it was only for a minute they stared into each other’s eyes like that or an hour.
The moment was broken by Izuku’s sudden yawn, which caused the blonde to yawn as well.
“Stupid nerd, “ He muttered as he stepped a little further away “ Let’s go to bed”
They shrugged off the rest of their clothes minus underwear, and Katsuki led Izuku to his room. It was pretty dark, and also due to the effects of the alcohol Izuku could barely make out his surroundings so he just held onto Katsuki trusting he wouldn’t let him into random furniture.
He felt a nudge on his back, causing him to fall onto a soft surface. “Roll over” was heard from above, and so he did just that dutifully making space for the other man.
Katsuki climbed into his bed easily, turning towards the nerd as a question he’s forgotten to ask took place in his hazy brain “Hey nerd, you’ve actually-“ He started, glancing towards the greenette in the dark who was.. very much passed out.
Katsuki rolled his eyes, with a fond smile.
Before he decided to sleep, he checked his phone one last time.
2:34am
He clicked on discord and his heart did an uncomfortable flip at the name on the screen.
He bit his lip as he typed.
Dynamight : Sorry, night got long
Dynamight : Assuming you’re still up Deku
As he sent the two messages a phone screen lit up somewhere, and dinged with a discord notification sound.
Twice.
Bakugou’s eyes widened.
No fucking way.
He slowly reached for the phone that was forgotten on the floor, blinking as he tried to get used to its brightness.
His heart rate picked up as he saw the two damn messages he just sent.
His foggy alcohol tainted brain slowly connected the dots as he glanced between Midoriya’s phone and Deku.
Deku.
Deku, who in fact, was not fucking up.
Deku was in his fucking bed.
Passed out, drunk.
He kissed Deku.
No, scratch that.
He basically fucked Deku’s mouth with his tongue.
Deku.
It was him, it was him all this time and he couldn’t fucking figure out. No wonder the familiarity when they’ve been talking for literally two months.
Deku was the damn reason he went to this damn outing after all. Two months after constant flirting, talking, and playing he’s had it bad for the nerd. The nerd he hasn’t even seen apparently. He only told Kirishima about him, having been too embarrassed to admit he has feelings for someone over the internet. And also the fact that he, Katsuki Bakugou was damn scared (fuck he said it) if he was to take their online whatever relationship into something more, Izuku would outright reject him.
He can’t handle rejection.
And not only that but he couldn’t handle to lose a friend like Deku. In the past months he’s listened to him bitch about everything in his life, and not only that. He had to admit Izuku was entertaining, he clicked him like he did with no one else- and goddamn he had it bad for him.
Laying in his bed, his eyes focusing on Izuku Midoriya, Deku, he only had a single coherent thought before he drifted off to sleep.
I won’t let go of you now Deku. I’ve found you, and you’re not going anywhere.
Izuku was running.
From whom you may wonder.
Well no one in particular.
Just yet.
Waking up in an unfamiliar bed with a very naked man next to you, who looked like he was forged by gods finest materials, lacking in absolutely nothing (perhaps in manners, but god, the look in those fiery red eyes made up for his crude words)
So anyway, the only logical conclusion Izuku came to, was that he needed to get out of there. So he picked up his clothes, his phone, and went for it.
His memory was blurry, he remembered a few parts (like the heavily making out parts, he couldn't forget those) but he didn’t recall the entire time he spent with the blonde.
They were both drunk, that’s true. But it didn’t make the situation less embarrassing for him. He’s never done something like this before.
As Izuku reached his dorm room he was out of breath, his clothes from yesterday feeling dirty sticking to his skin. God he needed a shower.
He checked his phone and his stomach clenched as he saw new notifications from Kacchan.
Dynamight : Sorry, night got long
Dynamight : Assuming you’re still up Deku
He was not up then in fact, and he felt even more guilty because the sleep he’d gotten at Bakugou’s place was far better than any rest he’s gotten the past year probably.
Deku : Oh no I was asleep!
Deku : My day’s been pretty busy too haha
Damn it, he couldn’t have feelings for two people. He felt silly, feeling like he had betrayed Kacchan in some way when he was with Bakugou, but at the same time.. wasn’t it the whole point? To forget about his crush over the internet?
He groaned as he stepped inside his room
“You look terrible”
Indifferent tone as always, Shoto looked up from his phone raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow as a silent question.
“Thanks I know” Izuku’s face scrunched up when he was hit by the smell of his own clothes.
“Tell me about it?”
“I need a shower”
Todoroki stood up “You do that, I’ll go to the store” He stopped as he headed towards the door “I suspect this situation requires cold soba noodles”
“-and then I fell asleep.”
Two empty bowls sat on the floor, along with a deep in thought Shoto as well as a Midoriya in crisis.
“So who do you like more? Bakugou or.. Kacchan?” Todoroki asked
“I- I don’t know. Probably Kacchan. I mean- I’ve met Bakugou just yesterday- there’s no way I could like him that much already. But at the same time.. Kacchan doesn’t know what I look like, maybe he doesn’t even want me if he does..”
“Well one way to find out..” Shoto said nonchalantly as if he hadn’t just suggested casually sending a picture to his crush. God he felt like a high schooler.
“No! I can’t-“
“Then what?” Asked his friend, his eyes attached to his phone again. Izuku was sure he was spending his father’s money on the game and no, not because he didn’t have his own. It was a weird revenge game of some kind.
“I’ll just wait until he suggests something, then I suggest something, then we-“
“Then you grow old and die”
“That’s.. mean Shoto!”
“It’s the truth ‘Zuku”
He was about to retort when his phone’s screen lit up with a message.
Dynamight: fucking deku.
Dynamight: you know what
Dynamight: let’s meet up
Dynamight: today
Dynamight: cause i don’t have time for shit
Dynamight: you down?
Izuku’s eyes widened as he kept reading the texts over and over again. So suddenly?? Out of nowhere? Today?? What if they don’t even live close? What if-
“Ah, sorry, I was wrong. I guess you won’t die of old age before that.” Shoto supplied as he peeked over his shoulder to read the message “So what are you going to wear?
“SHOTO I’M NOT GOING!”
Oh but he did.
He was standing in front of a coffee shop a few minutes earlier than he was supposed to be.
7AM nerd don’t be late
Now who’s the one talking huh Kacchan.
Izuku cringed at how fast he changed his mind about coming. All Shoto had to ask was that wouldn’t it be for the better if he got to know this Kacchan guy in person so he wouldn’t waste anymore time on him. It was a bit harsh but Izuku was so desperately curious. So he’d put on a white shirt, casual jeans (again, not something he’d usually wear, but first impressions were important) and his red sneakers and headed off to the location Kacchan had sent him.
He was surprised to find out that it was close to where his university was, and he’d lie if he said it didn’t creep him out a bit. But he shrugged it off, coincidences do happen. And it was a busy city, with a lot of people living in it. He tried not to think too much about it.
He inspected his red shoes that were a bit worn off but he didn’t have the heart to abandon them.
Red. It reminds him of a certain blonde-
No. No he could absolutely not think about Bakugou while he’s waiting for Kacchan. What is wrong with him?!
Dynamight : I’ll be late, damn traffic.
Dynamight : Go inside, I’ll find ya.
Deku : Okay
Okay, at least he had something to do now to distract his raging nerves. He sat down at a table near the corner, nobody seemed to pay him any mind as he comfortably looked through the menu.
His phone chimed again, and he came to the conclusion it was time he silenced it.
The notification, however, wasn’t from Kacchan though but Shinsou.
Shinsou : Todoroki told me you got home safe
Shinsou : And Sero told me you headed off with Bakugou yesterday
Shinsou : You have a way of getting entangled with the most barbaric assholes don’t you
Shinsou : I’m half joking
Shinsou : If you do decide to take it serious with him
Shinsou : Be careful though, that man…
Shinsou : Have some unresolved issues, and I was being nice about it
Shinsou : take care Izuku, text me about the project later
Shinsou : Oh, and enjoy your date :P
This asshole . Izuku grumbled, knowing damn well this is Shinsou trying to put the ‘Bakugou-bug’ back in his head. And it’s working.
God, he hoped he won’t ever cross paths with him again with the way he just left his house without a trace-
“Deku.”
He snapped his eyes open, pulse quickening as he took in the person in front of him.
Blonde hair.
Black jacket.
Red eyes.
It can not be. He surely is hallucinating. Drunk, still passed out in Bakugou’s apartment.
“W-what.. what are you- Bakugou?” He sputtered out dumbly, his thoughts frozen in place.
“Nah, that ain’t me” Katsuki smirked at his clear helplessness. “You can call me Kacchan”
Izuku’s jaw dropped, his thoughts connecting the people that existed separately in his mind, Bakugou and Kacchan.
Katsuki Bakugou, sat calmly in front of him letting him gape in shock as he found his voice again
“You knew?! And you didn’t tell me?”
Bakugou furrowed his eyebrows “Calm your ass Deku, I’ve only figured it out this morning.” He leaned closer, piercing vermillion eyes narrowing dangerously. Izuku felt cornered by that simple look.
“-And you know what else happened this morning as well I-zu-ku?” He drawled, not breaking eye contact as he took Deku’s chin in his hand not letting him look away “You left. I wake up, fucking ready to share the news and you’re gone. Like I dreamt the fucking thing.”
Izuku gulped “Kacchan I-“
“You know what? I don’t care.” The blonde suddenly let go, and oddly enough Izuku missed his touch on his skin.
“You don’t?” Izuku tilted his head, suddenly not understanding the change of mood.
“No. Because you ain’t doing that again.” Katsuki claimed. “Do you like me Deku?” He suddenly asked, leaning forward again.
Izuku was caught off by the question, his cheeks instantly turning red “I do” He was sure about that. Kacchan was Bakugou, and Bakugou was Kacchan. It was that simple.
“Good, you better do.” Katsuki grinned, and it made Izuku’s stomach do funny flips “Because I’m not letting you go anymore.”