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It was a pretty breezy afternoon at UA high. Most of the students were gathered in the library or in their respective common rooms to get away from the harsh wind. It was Sunday, so none of the students had classes and they had pretty much nothing to do.
The students of class 2-A (previously 1-A) had collected in their common room after receiving a group text from Aizawa that simply read: “don’t make a mess.” This lead the students to believe that they were free to do pretty much whatever with their day off.
Kirishima, Kaminari, Shoji, and Tokoyami sat around the T.V. playing video games and shouting swears. The four boys were in the middle of a heated match of Mario Kart, specifically rainbow road. Dark Shadow had just whipped all of their asses and the electric blonde had landed dead last because of a banana peel thrown by Kirishima.
“Aw, dude that is so not fair!” Denki pouted as he threw the controller on the ground. Eijiro rushed to cradle the remote in his hands.
“Hey! My mom just bought me this PS5! So not manly…”
On the couch behind the T.V., Hagakure and Ojiro cuddled as they watched the boys argue over the game. They had just become a couple, and they were in their honeymoon phase. Meaning; grossing everyone else out with their PDA and making everyone who was still single incredibly jealous.
Sato and Koda chatted in the kitchen, giggling and exchanging thoughts as they sipped on hot cocoa made by Yaourozu.
On the left of the T.V., in a circle of bean bags sat Uraraka, Iida, Asui, Todoroki, Shinsou, and Midoriya. The squad sat in a lopsided circle with the green haired boy in the middle, animatedly talking in a broken English. They had been assigned a play to act out by Present Mic for English class, and the group thought that their day off would be the best day for final rehearsals. The group chose Izuku to be the lead, much to his dismay, as he had the best English. And that’s how he ended up pacing around in the middle of the gathering, trying his best to remember his lines as his friends giggled behind their scripts.
Behind the couch, a large dinner table sat where some students lounged around. On the left of the table, closest to the kitchen, Yaoyorozu, Jirou, and Aoyama were knee deep in papers. They had to complete an argumentative essay for Aizawa and while everyone had completed theirs last weekend, the group decided to go shopping and were now paying the price.
“Ughhhh…this topic sucks.” Kyoka complained, tossing yet another paper into the overflowing trash can next to her.
“Maybe we shouldn’t have gone to the mall last weekend when we had time to do the papers…” said the vice class rep.
“Nuh-uh! The outfits I got are très magnifique!” exclaimed Yuga. Deeming the procrastination to be worth it for the pair of boots he got on sale at the mall.
The last few students sat opposite the dinner table. Ashido and Sero heatedly discussed whether dance or basketball was more difficult.
“Well I could totally make a three pointer, but I wanna see you try an aerial!” Mina shouted. She had been a competitive dancer for years and was personally offended when Hanta brought up that he thought it wasn’t a sport.
“You could not make a three pointer, you’re way too short! I’d like to see you try, basketball is a lot harder than it seems!” Hanta yelled back. Mina turned a shade of bright red and stood up, ready to tell him off. Before she could say anything in response, the last 2-A student interrupted.
“Pinky, sit the fuck down before you embarrass yourself, and Tape Face, shut the fuck up.” Bakugou said, addressing the two sitting across from him. He would honestly rather be anywhere else, but he wasn’t in the mood to play video games, and he would rather die than watch Ponytail and Ears flirt while the French bitch third-wheeled.
As for Deku’s group. That was… complicated.
“Oh, now you wanna talk to us.” Mina sat down exaggeratedly. “Why are you sitting with us anyways if you’re just gonna be mean Baku-babe?” The angry blonde turned towards the alien, seeing as she had forgotten about her argument with Hanta.
“Don’t tell me you actually enjoy our company??” She exclaimed, batting her eyelashes innocently as she leaned over the table, resting her head in her hands. It was now Katsuki's turn to turn red, this time in anger. He shoved Mina’s face away from his as he aggressively stood up.
He pushed in his chair rather loudly, making the rest of the class turn towards him in anticipation.
“Fuck this, me and Izu- Deku are going upstairs to study.” He announced as he stormed off towards the elevator.
The whole class stayed silent while the doors slowly closed. After a few seconds, Izuku stood up and smiled apologetically at his classmates before he scurried towards the elevator after Katsuki.
Silence.
…
And then,
Chaos.
“WHAT THE FUCK”
“He almost said Izuku!”
“Since when????”
“Together?”
“There’s no way they’re studying!”
“I though they hate each other!?”
“WHAT THE FUCK.”
All at once, the class exploded in discussion. The two people in class 1-A who hated each other the most had just announced that they were going to study together!
Tenya was the first to speak. As class rep, he usually was.
“Listen, I know this information might be shocking, but I must implore you guys not to gossip about our fellow classmates!”
Mina ran up to the front of the room, in front of the T.V., Mario Kart having been long forgotten in favor of the class drama.
“Listen guys!” she yelled. The talking continued. The information was so surprising that it seemed the students had forgotten their manners!
Kyoka walked up to the front with Mina, pushing past her feral peers.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP.” Jirou yelled through her earphone jacks. The vibrations alone were enough to silence the entire group.
Mina blushed and smiled at Kyoka.
“Thank you Kyoka!” The pink haired girl exclaimed merrily.
“Anywho…” She started with the whole class’s eyes on her.
“Iida’s right! We have to make sure we’re not too loud or we’ll get in trouble with Mr. Aizawa!”
The students nodded in agreement, looking around with approval.
“BUT,” she yelled in order to make sure the class was still paying attention.
“Baku-babe and Midoriya just walked upstairs to study together!” she squealed. After that statement, the up-and-coming heros began to quietly chatter between each other.
“Did you hear what Bakugou said?!” Toru exclaimed. She had been rooting for the two boys since the first day, when she discovered their rivalry.
“Yea, he almost called Midoriya by his first name!” Denki responded. Katsuki wasn’t known to be the nicest person, so it was surprising that he was so close with the most well-liked person in the school.
“I wanna be able to call him Izuku…” Ochako pouted in the corner. After hearing that, Tsu glared at her. Froppy had known about her best friend’s massive crush on Izuku for months, and she was getting sick of the brunette being too scared to admit her feelings.
“I can’t imagine Midoriya and Baku-bro doing anything but arguing, why would they go upstairs to study together? Makes no sense…” Eijiro pondered.
The class nodded along with Eijiro, all wondering the same thing:
What were Midoriya and Bakugou doing in a room alone?
“OMGGUYSIHAVEATOTALLYPERFECTIDEA!!” Mina exclaimed, shaking the young heroes out of their thoughts.
“We should send a group up to spy on them!”
Tenya was quick to disagree, “I must once again state that poking ourselves into others’ private lives in unprofessional and unbecoming of future pro heroes!” He said, as he pushed his glasses onto his face. Tsu and Ochako giggled behind him, mimicking his hand chops as he spoke.
“Awwwww c’mon class rep, don’t tell me you’re not wondering what’s going on up there!” Mina questioned, putting on her best puppy dog eyes (though they were no match for Izuku’s.)
Iida thought for a moment before Momo stood up and walked to wear the specked boy stood. She whispered in his ear, and the class rep actually blushed before he quickly sat down.
“Anyways...” Mina stated, pocketing that info for a later interrogation.
“I think that we should assemble a small group to go up, see what’s going on, and then report back to the group.” She instructed.
A certain candy-cane haired boy was the first to stand up and respond.
“I volunteer!” He stated quickly. It was not questioned by the class, as Todoroki was quite well known as the class theorist. He probably had a hundred theories written down just about Deku and Bakugou’s relationship (or lack thereof).
“Ok..? Obviously me and Toru will go up, since we came up with the idea,” Mina announced further. Toru happily smiled at the fact that her friend roped her into the investigation.
“How about two more people?” Mina asked.
Ochako quickly volunteered, for the sole reason of being nosey and getting more info on Deku (for research purposes).
And it was decided that Eijiro should go since if they got caught, he and Deku are the only ones who can tame Katsuki's temper. Eijiro could withstand the blonde’s explosions, and Izuku seems to have some sort of magic power over the explodey-boy.
“Ok! Now that we have our team, we need a mission name!” Mina shouted excitedly.
“Team BakuDeku!” Shouted Mashirao from the back of the crowd. The name made sense as it is the fusion of both boys names.
Thus, Operation: BakuDeku was formed. Mina, Toru, Ochako, Eijiro, and Shoto would go upstairs to quickly see what was going on. They would then head back down and report to the group their findings.
Shoto had a notebook to write things down, and Ochako was recording on her phone should something happen, like they get blown up by the angry Pomeranian.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
30 minutes earlier, when Katsuki first stormed off:
The elevator ride up to Bakugou’s room was silent, neither boy wanting the class to overhear.
They walked down the hall silently, Izuku trailing behind Katsuki like a lost puppy. The blonde opened the door and quickly locked it behind them.
The second the duo arrive, Izuku complained:
“Kacchan! That was so obvious! Now the whole class is going to know that something’s up!”
“Shut up Izu, we’ve been hiding this for the whole year, I doubt today is the day they find out.” The blonde responded. He sat at the chair by his desk and turned on the lamp and his lover flopped down on his bed. He couldn’t help but blush at the way his boyfriend's green hair bounced as he sat at the edge of the bed.
“Plus, I don’t understand what’s so bad about them finding out, am I that bad?” He asked, somewhat sarcastically. Katsuki had wanted to tell the class about their relationship since day one.
“Kacchan. You know that’s not it, I adore you, but I don’t want it to distract either of us from our hero careers and training.” He states matter-of-factly. “You know how nosy our class is…” Izuku added
“Tch, whatever.” Kastuki responded. He was just pulling his paper and books out of his bag before Izuku bothered him again.
“Watcha doin’?” The shorter asked.
“Whatdoya think? I said I was gonna study, so I’m gonna study.” He responded in annoyance.
Izuku stared exasperatedly at his boyfriend’s back. Katsuki was wearing the usual black tank top. In the lamplight, you could see his defined shoulders and biceps and Izuku was temped to turn him around and get a good look at those pecs. Just thinking about the blonde’s chest was enough to make Izuku blush. He knew better than to interrupt the blonde's study time, but he had a brilliant idea.
Izuku rolled over to lay on his stomach with his head in his hands, kicking his legs behind him in order to look as cute as possible. He put on his best puppy dog eyes before quickly asking:
“Kacchan…If I promise not to bother you for the rest of your study time, will you study with your shirt off?” Izuku asked innocently.
Katsuki swirled around in his chair to look at his boyfriend. One look at those eyes, and he knew it was over.
“You’re such a creep.” Katsuki teased, having grown used to his boyfriend’s antics by now. He grabbed his shirt by the hem and threw it off in one swift motion.
“Only for you, Kacchan.” Izuku responded, already zoning out. Katsuki then turned around, his back facing his boyfriend.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, Izuku's eyes tracing each line of defined muscle on his boyfriend’s back, drinking in the way they flexed as he typed on his laptop. Izuku thought briefly that he should get his Dynamight notebook and write down any new information, but before he could continue that thought, he was rushed back into the real world.
“I can feel you staring, Izu, you better not be writing in that creepy notebook.” Katsuki scolded, even though he secretly liked that Izuku payed so much attention to him.
“Kacchannnnn, I’m bored.” Izuku complained. The smaller boy rolled over to lay flat on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. When Katsuki didn’t respond, he took the time to look around the room. Katsuki's room is a lot less crowded than his own. There was a candle lit in the corner, making the room smell like clean laundry. Izuku chuckled as he remembered the blonde's sensitivity to smell.
“You know, when you said we were going upstairs, I thought we would be doing something more fun…” Izuku thought out loud.
“Oh yeah, like what?” Katsuki mused. He pretty much knew what his boyfriend was asking, but decided to tease instead of giving in.
“Just sayin…It’s not like we’re gonna get caught…” Izuku flipped over on the bed and crawled towards Katsuki.
“Please Katsuki?” Izuku grabbed his boyfriend’s face and held his chin in his scared hands. The blonde groaned and rolled his eyes back in response.
“Fuck, Izu.” He uttered. Katsuki loved to hear Izuku use his given name.
He pulled Izuku's face closer to his glance at his lips.
“You’re so fuckin sexy.” Katsuki growled in a low voice. He crawled onto the bed to join Izuku quickly.
The shorter grinned wholesomely before he pressed his lips against Katsuki's.
Fireworks exploded in Katsuki’s head as he tasted his boyfriend’s strawberry chapstick. Every time they kissed, it felt like the first.
Izuku flipped them over so he was straddling Katsuki’s lap. They stayed like that for a while before Katsuki’s tongue brushed against the shorter’s lips. Izuku opened his mouth, allowing the blonde to explore. Both boys blushed as they pulled away to breathe before continuing.
Izuku slowly rolled his hips on top of Katsuki’s. He moaned loudly into the blonde’s mouth.
“Ah~Kacchan.” Izuku pulled away and panted in the other’s ear. He paused for a moment before continuing to rub their hips together.
“Please~ah..fuck.” Izuku moaned as he pulled away once again. He was fully grinding on the other at this point. The knot in Katsuki’s stomach grew as he heard the shorter swear, knowing it was because of him. He quickly slid his hands underneath his boyfriend’s shirt, lifting it over his green curls.
Now only dressed in short shorts, Katsuki stared at his boyfriend’s bare torso as the shorter continued to rub himself against the blonde. Izuku's face was covered in a heavy blush, scrunched up in concentration. Katsuki couldn’t believe how unbelievably lucky he was to have such a sexy partner.
“Fuck Izuku~…fuck” He groaned.
~~~~~~~
Operation: BakuDeku was a go! The five selected students said their goodbyes to the rest of the group as they stepping into the crowded elevator. Hagakure, Mina, and Ochako chatted excitedly about what they thought was going on with Bakugou and Midoriya. Kirishima tried to strike up conversation with Todoroki, but was quickly shut down with dry answers from the serious boy.
Once they arrived on Bakugou’s floor, the group nervously exited the elevator. The situation might not seem to serious, but if Bakugou found out that the others were spying on him, he would surely explode them all with no hesitation.
The girls quieted down as they approached the hallway, try to hear a hint as to what was going on. Hagakure led the group, being invisible, she was the most stealthy of the students.
Then, they heard it.
“Ah~Kacchan.” Was heard from behind Bakugou’s door.
Mina and Eijiro turned red while Shoto and Ochako paled. They stayed quiet for a moment, trying to hear something else.
“What. The. Fuck.” Mina voiced the groups thoughts.
“We must have heard that wrong!” Eijiro chided.
“Well, what did you hear? Because I heard Midoriya moani-“ Mina was cut off by a hand slapped over her mouth.
“Shut up they’re gonna hear you!!!” Ochako whisper yelled.
Mina proceeded to remove the hand from over her lips before saying, this time in a whisper.
“Oh this is too good, we have to see what’s going on!!”
Everyone in the group was too curious to disagree, so they continued to inched closer to the door.
Hagakure tried to open the door only to find that it was locked.
“Fuck! How are we supposed to get in?” She whisper-shouted aggressively. Her curiosity was overflowing as she thought of what lies behind the door.
Before anyone could respond, it happened again.
“Please~ah…fuck.” They all heard Deku moan behind the door once again.
Shoto, covered in a bright pink blush atop his serious face, stepped forward.
“I know how to pick a lock..” He admitted as he knelt down and began fidgeting with the door handle.
“Random much?” Mina whispered, eager to get the door out of the way.
Todoroki soon got the door opened, pushing it ajar quietly as to not wake the two inside.
From the doorway, the five heroes in training could see the whole scene unfold.
Midoriya was shirtless, only dressed in short shorts, his back facing the door. He rhythmically rolled his hips on top of a red and flustered Bakugou. The two messily made out as the greenette rubbed their crotches together.
Seeing as the two boys hadn’t noticed the group yet, no one knew what to do.
Should they say something and risk getting blown up, or should they gather more info and then return to the group later?
They opted for the second choice, and waited to see what else would happen.
~~~~~~~~~
Izuku stopped to look his boyfriend in the eyes, green meeting red. One look from Katsuki, and the greenette was crawling and kissing his way down the blonde’s neck and chest.
Izuku licked a teasing trail down the blonde's toned abs and torso and .Katsuki groaned under him as he reached his hips. Deku looked into his lovers eyes for permission.
“Fuck~” Katsuki panted.
“Please…Izuku~please.”
Just before Izuku’s mouth reached the waistband of Katsuki’s sweatpants, the pair heard a squeak.
Both boys sat up, their heads turning to the source of the noise. Standing in the doorway of Bakugou’s room were Ashido, Uraraka, Kirishima, Todoroki, and the outline of Hagakure’s gloves.
Deku turned an even darker red, the blush reaching past his face and to his neck. He quickly scrambled to get off Kacchan, clumsily falling face-first off the bed in the process.
The group then looked up at the bed towards Bakugou. His face and neck were even redder than Deku’s, if that’s even possible. The angry blonde stood up (a lot more gracefully than his counterpart) and lifted a hand to shoot an explosion at the intruders.
“Kacchan, wait!” Izuku yelled. He scrambled from his spot on the floor to stand in front of his boyfriend.
“Calm down, it’s okay, I’m sure it was an accident.” He said, in a soothing voice as he approached the blonde. He stood on his tip toes and pressed a kiss to Katsuki’s lips.
“Let’s see what they have to say.” Izuku whispered in the other’s ear. After Katsuki was safely contained, he turned towards the group, smiling innocently.
“I guess you guys want to know what’s going on! Let’s all go downstairs and me and Kacchan can explain to the class!” Izuku exclaimed.
The group was dead silent. All of them had paled, except for Ochako, whose face was bright red as she stared at the greenette’s bare torso.
Bakugou took this moment to step in as he walked up to Deku with a hand on the smaller boy’s hip.
“Don’t stare at what’s mine, round cheeks.” the blonde scolded. Ochako squeaked and Izuku glared at Katsuki in annoyance.
“Be nice, Kacchan.” He said as he lightly slapped Katsuki on the chest.
~~~~~~~~
“Let’s get this shit over with.” Bakugou was the first to speak.
The seven students had made it downstairs and Izuku had managed to keep everyone quiet before they got settled. Class 1-A now sat in the beanbag circle, the rest of the class pining to ask Bakugou and Midoriya questions.
“Yea, I have a question.” Kaminari replied to Bakugou’s, frankly rude, statement.
“Why are neither of you wearing shirts?” the electric blonde continued. Deku looked down, realizing that he and Kacchan forgot to get dressed before they came downstairs. Before he could come up with an appropriate answer, Kirishima responded.
“Oh! I know! Because they were about to fu-“ Ochako was once again the once to slap a hand over the red head’s mouth.
The whole class erupted in chaos. Deku blushed a deep red for what seemed like the 1,000th time that night. Katsuki was quickly to grab a blanket and throw it over him and his boyfriend. After about 5 solid minutes of discussion, the class quieted down enough for Bakugou to respond.
“Bakugou, is this true!?” someone from the back yelled.
“Nah, we weren’t gonna fuck, the nerd was just gonna suck my dick.” he explained matter-of-factly.
“Kacchan!!” Izuku exclaimed.
“What? It’s true!”
“Well yea, but you didn’t have to say that!!”
“Why not? Don’t want the whole class to know you’re a slut?”
“I am not!” the green haired boy defended.
“Remember last week?” Katsuki gave his love a knowing look. Izuku thought a bit before responding.
“Maybe I am, but only for you Kacchan.” Midoriya grabbed Bakugou by the jaw and pressed their lips together. Before things could escalate any further, the pair seemed to realize that they had an audience.
“Anywho…” Izuku started, pulling away from Katsuki to face the rest of the class. While the shorter boy thought out the best way to explain their relationship to the class, Katsuki sat back in mild annoyance as the blush on his face and shoulders faded away. Deku took a breath before continuing
“I’m gonna explain first, and then you guys can ask any questions you want!” Deku exclaimed, his thoughts finally coming to a conclusion.
“Anything..?” Kaminari asked suggestively. The electric blonde certainly had some questions related to Bakugou.
Shinsou, who had scrambled to sit next to Denki in all the chaos, elbowed him.
“Um..Not sure what you mean by that, but sure!” Izuku answered innocently. With that statement, murmurs were heard around the class at the prospect of getting to ask the two boys anything their hearts desire.
“Ok! I think I’ll just start from the beginning.” The class leaned closer to Izuku as he started his story.
“I’ve been in love with Kacchan since I was four years old.” Izuku turned to smile at Katsuki before continuing.
“We both had a hard time in middle school, but once we got to U.A., we made up. Kacchan apologized to me, and he’s been getting better ever since. I know it’s a little hard to notice, but I’m really proud of the person he’s become!” Izuku beamed with pride as he searched his classmates expressions. Kacchan squeezed his boyfriend’s hand in support.
“Kacchan and I have been dating since the middle of our first year at U.A.!” He completed his short speech.
“Holy shit!” Mina was the first to respond.
“Baku-bro, how’d you manage to bag Midoriya?” Kirishima quickly followed. Some other students nodded in agreement.
“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME, SHITTY HAIR!?” Bakugou stood up abruptly. Waving his hands wildly.
“Nothin', just like… Mido-bro is so.. and you’re so…” Eijiro trailed off, not knowing how to elaborate without upsetting the blonde further.
“Bakugou, I think what Kirishima is trying to say is that Midoriya is so cute! And you’re, yaknow…not?” Mina explained.
Before Bakugou could respond by yelling, the blanket fell off his shoulders, exposing his bare torso. No one seemed to pay any mind, having already seen Bakugou shirtless too many times to count, but one person couldn’t seem to keep their eyes off the explosive blonde.
The whole class had caught Deku shamelessly drooling over Bakugou.
“Jeez, Deku, you can stare at your boyfriend on your own time.” Toru commented.
“What!? Ah, I’m sorry!” Izuku stuttered and waved his arms defensively. “Kacchan’s just so pretty…” he trailed off, once again staring as Bakugou sat back down.
“Shut up nerd.” Bakugou responded, although there was no bite behind the words, and the blonde wore a soft expression.
“Awwww.. they’re so.. cute!”