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"Please. Just listen to me"."I am!". Izuku voice rolled out painfully against the kitchen walls. "But you aren't listening to me, Ochako". His scarred hands pointed to the middle of his chest. Against his gray sweater while his eyes pleaded for understanding from the other.
"What I'm listening to isn't making sense. You get up, go to work and barely come back before I go to sleep. It's like you hate seeing me to the point that you work all the time!".
Izuku just sighed in defeat before reaching out for her wrist. Trying to calm her and control this awful tension that they were creating. "Listen—". "Don't touch me! Not right now". She yanked her wrist from Izuku's touch. Her face was filled with anger and heavier emotions Izuku felt guilty of.
"Why? Why do you work so much? Do you not like it here? Do you not like me?". Her head shook to understand. "It's not like that. I've always been like this. Even back at UA".
She finally took a minute and sat down on their very expensive couch. It overlooked the city lights. Shining down like millions of stars.
Izuku remembers the first night they came to this apartment. How proud they both were for finally living a life that they deserve. Sitting on the floor and eating pizza because they had no furniture yet.
It was perfect.
But now....It's far than perfect.
That feeling he had those years ago was nothing but a memory.
"You have, haven't you?". She sighed into her hands with disappointment. "I'm sorry, but that's just who I am. You came into my life knowing how much I work for my dream-". "But that's the thing! You have reached your dream! You're the number one pro hero, what more do you want?" Ochako looked at him with these pleading eyes. It held mostly confusion, but it was greatly carrying pain.
Tears filled her blossoming irises while staring up at her fiancé. "How am I supposed to stop when all my life I am just going. It's like taking a gray hound out of their race. I can't stop". He kneeled down in front of her. Attempting to take her hands into his once more.
This time, she let him. His massive hands engulfed with her own scarred up hands. Sharing their warmth.
"It just hurts". A tear finally slipped from her eyes.
"I mean. Whats going to happen when we start a family? Are you ever going to be home?". Izuku could tell she didn't want to look at him as he answered and truthfully, he didn't blame her.
"I don't know if I even want kids, Ochako. Why are you asking that?". His face twisted. The green thick brows pinched together and his big green eyes squinted slightly, because why in the world is she using that against him.
"We talked about this 'zuku. I know it's not a definite no but—!". "But you are pushing that potential idea out so I would change my mind? It makes me even more convinced to not start a family. It wouldn't even be healthy for us! We fight all the time".
Ochako had enough.
She stood up. Pulling her hands away from the other, she went to the open kitchen once more. Wrapping herself as though she was cradling a child in her arms while Izuku had to stare at her back.
"I think we need space right now".
They set a rule up in the beginnings of their heated arguments. When the one of them says they needed space then other will be forced to leave the home so they can both cool off and collect themselves.
They found it healthier than having long hours of harsh conversations that they will later regret. It wasn't ideal, but they were working with what they got.
Izuku stared at her with a frown before looking away.
"Okay. I suppose I'll be with Todoroki for a while".
Ochako didn't say anything or even look at him when he grabbed his phone from the other room. He was quick to come back just to stop and look at his lover.
"I hate that we fight. I hate...making you upset". He softly says to her.
Her hands tightened by the side as she hugged herself. "I know".
•
"Wow dude". Eijiro sat his beer down against the hood plastered wooden table.
Shoto and Eijiro just finished up their patrol before grabbing a drink. Perfect timing for Izuku to call Todoroki if he could crash for the night.
"I don't know what to do". Izuku's head fell hard against the table before Shoto pat his curly hair in an attempt to comfort him. "I mean Midoriya, there is nothing for you to do. You're right though. She did come into the relationship knowing you're a hard working man. You're the most hard working manliest man!". The rough voice spiked while his biceps flushed against his short black t-shirt.
His teeth were proud and sharp. Showing off his toughness in a way to cheer Izuku up. "Thank you, Kirishima". He smiled kindly like he always does.
He looked back down at his empty side of the table. Even though he was suffering with his relationship issues- the need for alcohol just wasn't there.
"Seriously Midoriya. I'm going to be really honest and you might not like it". Kirishima started while he leaned in over the table so his focus was directed to him.
Todoroki was staring at his Shirley temple.
Also not much of a drinker
"You haven't seemed....happy these past few months. Marriage is a big deal and I'm just not so sure if you're really up for it. Y'know?". Kirishima frowned, but truth be told. It was a topic that everyone was afraid to be brought up to either.
"What do you mean?".
He knew exactly what Kirishima was talking about. "I mean usually...huh". He began to scratch his cheek while he started to form his thought. "Couples usually are a lot...happier? No— lovey dovey! Honeymoon phases while they're about to get married. But you two always seem to be fighting".He had to rethink a lot of his words. Shifting uncomfortably a bit while Izuku raised his eyebrow in a way that made him seem more intimidating.
"I think many couples fight. Even before marriage. Besides, it's not like we love to fight". He sighed before slumping his cheek against his fist while staring at Kirishima.
He was glad that the red haired hero was with Shoto, because...well...Shoto is awful at advice. "But not like that, man. She seemed to have a lot of issues—". "It's not just her. I come home and say some pretty stupid stuff. I just tell you guys or more so Todoroki what she has done. Shoot! I'm sorry! You guys just came back from patrol and here I am complaining about my relationship! I'm so sorry!—".
"Man chill. Hate to say it, but this is the most interesting thing that happened today". Kirishima quickly kept Izuku's head from exploding.
He looked guilty in his seat. Uncomfortable even. Like he was a child being punished for something really small. "You sure?". His mouth barely moved.
"I would hate to see you not talk about these things. Granted, I know I'm terrible with giving advice, but I'm your friend. This is what friends are so supposed to do, right? Talk and listen?". Todoroki finally made his mark.
The quirkless teacher smiled comfortably and nodded.
"What a speech Todoroki!". Kirishima's fist lifted like he was a proud dad or something. "You're right. Thanks Todoroki".
Izuku sometimes forgets how amazing his friends are. Everyone is so busy with life that a lot of times he doesn't want to bother them. "Anyways...How is Mina?.
Eijiro smiled even more at the mention of his own fiancé. "Amazing! She just picked out her dress, but I'm bummed out by the fact she won't tell me anything about it". He let out a loud sigh while pushing his body away from the table.
"That would be bad luck". Shoto said. "I know, but we tell each other everything. It's like she hates me or something".
Izuku couldn't help but laugh with Shoto.
The two eyes closed while Eijiro sat there puzzled.
"Hey...Come on". Eijiro blushed. Cheeks grew red while looking away from them both. "Sorry Kirishima. I needed that laugh". "Glad I can help! Even if i don't get it". His hand reached behind the back of his head.
"Oh Midoriya. Have you heard?". Shoto head tilted. "Todoroki". The red head shushed him before Izuku could ask the rest of Shoto's story. The other hero did in fact ignore Eijiro. "Bakugo. He's coming back from the states".
Izuku could feel his heart skip at just the name.
His eyes widen while he swallowed thickly. Feeling like he was all the sudden light headed. "Kacchan?" Izuku whispered as he looked down in disbelief.
"When was the last time you spoke to him?" Shoto's head tilted before Eijiro shoved his foot onto Shoto's ankle, making the man hiss out in pain.
"6 years ago". Izuku said, still in disbelief and shock.
"Look...We're throwing him a party. I was going to ask you later, when it felt like a better time, but Todoroki thought right now was better". Eijiro gave him a look before turning back towards Izuku.
He was still in disbelief. "When?". He simply asked. "Saturday. Thats when the whole class gets together". Shoto quickly said.
"Look, I know you two had a bad break up, but come on. You guys are Bakugo and Midoriya! Dynamight and Deku! Partners in crime! Enemies to-". "Kirishima, I don't think that's helping". Shoto looked at his hero partner in disapproval.
"All I'm saying is that you should come. Maybe you guys could be friends again, or just respect each other". Eijiro's eyes pleaded at Izuku. Begging the man to understand. Izuku looked unsure. Glancing at the two and back at his lap for a minute.
"Does he even want me there? I don't want to be at his party and ruin anything". He tried to laugh it off. He hoped that they would understand where he was coming from and agree that he doesn't need to go. "He's missed you, man. Maybe not in that way but he said it to me. I know it must be difficult to ignore what happened, but...I don't know". The more Eijiro kept talking about the matter, the less confident he got.
"I'll go". Izuku said while crossing his fingers behind his back.
"Really?" Shoto's eyes widened. "Yeah. What's the worst that can happen?". "Awesome man! This party is going to make him cry manly tears! I can see it!". Eijiro excitingly said with his hands in the air.
Izuku was slowly starting to feel guilty, but seeing Katsuki Bakugo after so many years made him nauseous. Of course he kept up with literally everything that happened with the blonde hero in America. Seeing him in person though...
It just made him sick.
Especially with the fact he was in the middle of a fight with his current lover. What the universe was doing to him was sick and it knows it.
"Enough of Bakugo. Are there any lessons that one of us needs to be at". Todoroki nonchalantly asked. Izuku couldn't help but tilt his head in the question.
Todoroki wasn't the one to ask these sort of things. Izuku would ask someone from their class or just a hero to come in for a lecture however no one eve bluntly asked. "Todoroki wants to meet the new students". Eijiro laughed while hiking his arm around Shoto's shoulder.
"Todoroki?". Izuku was a bit taken back while Shoto looked away in embarrassment. "Well the media is starting to talk and—". "Haha!". Eijiro rudely interrupted with his loud laugh after realizing where the man was coming from. "Kirishima". Izuku warned.
"As I was saying. The media is saying I'm to stand off-ish. I don't know what that means but I need help"
"I can help! I can definitely squeeze in a lecture or a lesson that you can teach but I can also help you in more ways Todoroki!". And just like that, good old Izuku Midoriya is back.
His eyes were too big for his own good. His smile that made him to approachable. His voice that was all so kind.
"Really? It wouldn't be a burden?". "Of course not. My students would love to have the opportunity to talk to the number 2 hero". Izuku smiled happily while clapping his hands together. "Really?". Todoroki seemed a bit more enthusiastic. "Yeah! Being with my students might help you gain the confidence to have good conversations. This group for first years are pretty talkative". Izuku laughed.
"Weren't we?". Eijiro smiled. "Not like these kids. Anyways they have been stressing me out. Maybe having a hero training day with you wouldn't be so bad Todoroki". Izuku sighed in pain.
"Kids huh. Im pretty good with them after that training I did for my hero license with...someone". Shoto stopped himself from talking about Bakugo.
"It's an old wound Todoroki. You can say his name". "Right". Shoto motionlessly nodded. "In any case. I can help with your kids".
Izuku smiled and bowed quickly. "Thank you!".
"It will be like we are helping each other out".
"I'll pay you!". Izuku then began to feel guilty for using shoto. "Midoriya...". They both sighed for the lack of confidence in the number one hero.
"Please never pay me Midoriya. Even though you are number one, I fear I still have more money than you". Shoto stared at the shaken up green head. "R-right". He quickly blushed before setting his head towards them.
"S-so how is kacchan".
"Man's great. Number one in America. Don't know how though. Everyone is to nice in the states while he's all...die die die". Of course Eijiro had to roll his eyes for that part. Not proud of himself for using such violence as Katsuki.
Thats not what Izuku wanted to hear. He already knew he was number one. He already knew he had crazy fans because he is a hot head from Japan. He already knew how much muscle he gain from burning all the American food.
He knew everything but at the same time nothing.
He doesn't know his schedule. He doesn't know his favorite place to eat anymore. He doesn't know when Katsuki calls his mom or dad. He doesn't know who he considers his closest friend anymore.
He lost the connection with Katsuki long ago and it keeps him awake.
He wished...nothing had happen.
Katsuki was the biggest thing he lost.
Bigger than one for all.
"So nothing new?". Izuku pressed on so casually. "Nope. Same old Katsuki Bakugo".He took a sip of his beer with a smile.
•_•
The next day came back fast. Izuku came home the moment the sun broke out. Barely tinting the dark luminous sky.
But it's fine because Ochaco was already waiting for him. She wrote out her apology. Rehearsed it and rewording it. She laid awake in her lonely bed. Thinking about Izuku for all hours of the night.
Wishing he could come back.
And when he did, she forgot about their fight for a few moments to cherish what she already had with him.
"Izuku". She clanged onto him. Hugging him as he hugged her tightly. Her smell...Her smell that invaded Izuku's noses. She always smelt like pastries for some odd reason. It's a smell Izuku loves coming home too. Holding her until she is laughing from how clinging the man is. "Im sorry". He whispered into her shoulder. Ignore how she still had on her light pink pajamas. Her hair a mess too.
"It's okay. I am too".
In a quick minute, Izuku sweeps her off her feet. Cradling her in his arms before he started to walk to their bedroom. "Izuku!". She laughs happily at the way he was carrying her. Her head laid against his chest. Listening to his heart beat while also staring up at him with these wondering eyes.
"Let's go to sleep". He holds her a bit tightly. Smiling down at her peaceful expression.
"Hey. Are you awake?". Izuku asked while he played with her hair. His fingers took pieces of dark brown hair and pushed it behind her ears while she laid on his chest. Her hands relaxed on his abs. On top of many scars that he finds it hard to look at sometimes.
"Mh". She hummed still with her eyes closed. "We haven't been on a date in a while". Izuku mentions quietly. He tucked his other hand behind his head. Flexing out his torso for her to hold onto even more.
The warmth between them was pretty welcoming. They always had a close bond that neither can look away from them.
Their hands never were empty when they went out. They kissed every time one of them leaves or enters the apartment. They even clean together on Sunday's.
Most say they have the perfect ideal relationship. They are Japans number one couple for 3 years straight. Even they would say they had a good relationship despite some rough patch's.
"How about we go on one. This Tuesday?".
Her eyes opened slowly. Izuku took note that she actually might have been asleep and he woke her with the topic but..."Tuesday? You have work 'zuku". Her eyes closed before she let out a softer yawn.
His hands stopped moving before sneaking underneath the covers. Wrapping his massive hand against her soft waist. Her shirt was ridding up but he didn't mind touching her skin to skin.
Physically touch was his love language. Izuku laughed to himself at the thought. He could be lying though. He was pretty sure everything was his love language. Maybe thats why the media loved him so much.
"Im sure someone can take my patrol. I can say my fiancée is in a dying need of me". He kissed her forehead a bit more patently before he climbed on top of her. She giggled while also trying to drown away the tiredness as she stared up at the beautiful green eyes.
Izuku took his hands into hers. Pushing them against the pillow while he also smiled down at her. "Why Tuesday?". Then she frowned. "Uh?".
Izuku emotions flicked quickly before finding an excuse. "Thats Bakugos party. You aren't using our date as an excuse to—" "Never. I didn't even know there was doing to be a party. Much less him coming back". He laid on top of her. Kissing her neck more quickly, trying to distract her from the topic of him.
She let him dance on her neck a little longer. Her eyes were tiredly close while Izuku's were basically wide awake. Kissing her throat and pushing the fabric away from her shoulder to kiss a new spot.
His hand managed to slowly rise underneath her shirt. Touching her soft skin that felt like clouds. Unlike Izuku, she had not many scares on her body. A few but not enough to where someone could randomly touch their body and would most likely be a scare that tells story's of trauma.
Ochaco's mouth slightly opened before squeezing it shut. She forced her hands to shake off Izuku's. Putting it right on his shoulder to try to shove him off.
"Wait, Izuku!". She whined out. Forcing him to quickly pull away with a sad look laminated on his face. "Sorry. I'm tired".
Izuku shook his head before moving off of her. "Sorry. I didn't...I wasn't....". "It's okay. Let's just sleep". She fixed her shirt while Izuku collected himself. He wanted something to swallow him up. To take him and run.
They weren't ones to wake up and do something like that. Usually their time together in bed was better planned. Structured with a sense of passion. It's what worked for them better than randomly asking for more.
But at the same time, they haven't slept together in a while.
Izuku laid awake thinking about the last time they actually have done it.
1....no, 2 months. They haven't had sex in two months.
He glanced at her. Staring at her back that faced him in the dark. Her breathing was soft while her hair was becoming more of a mess.
Perhaps they were just stressed. Maybe all their fighting was unknown stress?
Izuku frowned before shaking his head. He didn't want to think like that. They are happy. Just a few miss conflicts between them, not—
Izuku quickly stood up. Fixing his pants and going to the bathroom to only turn on the shower in the dark to fix himself.
This wasn't the first time he has to do such things. To touch himself because of how much Ochaco has said no.
He won't ever get mad at her for it. It's upsetting but nothing he can do but touching himself is nothing new. Nothing he does to himself is never anything new. He doesn't get excited anymore. He doesn't get satisfied anymore.
His mind was always drift off to when there was a time he never was bored. There was always excitement in his life and in the bed but he hasn't felt any of that in 6 years.
With—
"Fuck".
•_•
Izuku came through the window in a tuxedo. His feet were covered in his boots that helped him with stay at float.
He held out yellow and pink bouquet for the woman in her red dress.
"For my beautiful wife". His feet hit the ground. A foot away from Ochaco while she blushed. "My charming husband".She took the bouquet and jumped into his arms. Wrapping her own arms around his neck. Feet off the ground while Izuku had his own arms around her waist. Lifting her up before they kissed so passionately.
"Even though the hero boots and suit make it look weird. You always look so handsome and make it work". She pulled away with a cheesy smile. "Trust me when I say I had a lot of weird looks at the store. Oh, and not a single person asked for a picture".
She laughed hard before kissing him again.
"Great. I get all the pictures with you tonight".
Izuku put her down before looking at her dress.
It was new, expensive. It cut far down her chest while the red fabric was tight against her skin. A little flow at the bottom but barely.
It was sexy. Something Ochaco rarely wears but Izuku guessed tonight was one of those nights.
While everyone is celebrating with Katsuki Bakugo. Izuku and Ochaco are having a very nice date. Just the two of them. Together.
"Ready". Izuku smiled happily at her. "Of course. Wait! Actually let me put these in water.
"Woah, this is fancy Izuku". She looked around at the dim lights of the low atmosphere. Everyone around is fancy. Talked and dressed fancy.
Even though they're high ranking hero's, they couldn't help but feel out of place.
She picked up the menu and started to look. Not glancing at the prices. Izuku couldn't help but smile at her. Smile at her beauty in aw.
He remembers the first time he asked her out. It was one of the most difficult things he has ever done because how already close they were. He was afraid that he would mess up their friendship with confessing to her but in the end.
It was one of the best things he has ever done.
_•_
Izuku and Ochaco sat on the her couch in her tiny apartment. Watching some romcom after a long stressful mission.
It was quiet between them.
With junk food and drinks spread out on the coffee table. Everything they ever wanted. They shared a massive blanket. Enough to let them have space between them but not that much.
The couch wasn't massive. It was only for 3 people to sit down at a time so they were still pretty close.
Every now and then, Izuku couldn't help but glance at the hero. Scanning her face for a few moments before looking away.
He wasn't sure if she ever caught him. He hoped not. It would be embarrassing if she caught him and forced him to explain why he was staring at her.
Every time his mouth opened to say something, it was like his voice was lost. He couldn't talk. He couldn't tell her anything.
He just emotionlessly stared at the couple kissing on the screen. Being mocked like crazy.
At the end, Izuku finally spoke.
"Uraraka". He finally got out. Staring at her like she had a bug on her face.
"I-is something wrong". She slowly tilted her head in confusion. Both staring at each other now. "I—".
Izuku lost his voice again.
Just staring at her face while she got more uncomfortable.
"Whats wrong? Deku?". She glanced away before moving awkwardly.
"I like you! I like you a lot!". He finally blurted out before dropping his head heavily. Afraid to look at her. Afraid to hear the whole situation unfold.
It made him sick. Both situations.
Her saying she liked him or her saying she didn't. Both made him nauseous.
A hand was placed his shoulder. Shaking him slightly and before he lifted his head. Hands cupped his strong jaws. Forcing him to keep looking at the girl he set eyes on.
"I like you too....dummy". She laughed.
Izuku blushed at how close she is. "Y-you do? But I thought...You like me?". "Why is that hard to believe? I thought I was pretty obvious". Ochaco found it hard to pull away from Izuku's face. All she wanted to do was hold it, cradle and love it.
"H-huh. Im so nervous right now I-I don't....Can I kiss you?".
Ochaco seemed afraid. She took her hands off his face and looked down. "I don't know...I never kissed anyone Deku". She looked ashamed and afraid. Something Izuku never wanted to see on her face.
"It's okay. We don't have to. Im already really nervous so—". "We can! I just don't want you to judge me". She blushed. Actually, both of them were blushing like crazy. Nervous wrecks to the point they can't really form sentences.
"Never Uraraka".
They came close. Izuku pulled her into kiss. Pressing his lips onto her thicker top lip. Engulfing that attraction.
Uraraka didn't move at first but the more seconds Izuku let on the more she for comfortable.
They pulled away after a bit. Izuku didn't want to over step any boundaries and push her into a longer kiss than needed. He timed it perfectly.
He always did when it's in his control.
"How was I?". She cupped her mouth with a soft chuckle while Izuku was enchanted by her beauty.
"Perfect".
•
"You're beautiful Ochaco". He blurted hard. "Izuku". She giggled before tilting her head. "Im serious". His hand dropped down to the table. Letting her padded fingers traces all his scares.
"Well Im gonna up you. You, Izuku Midoriya is the most handsome man in the world".She slide her hand into his. Holding it tight while they stared at aw in each others eyes.
"Caviar". Their waiter came out with two massive plates with small pieces of caviar on a small flat bread in the middle. It was drizzled with some sweet sauce and garnisheed with dill.
Izuku and Ochaco looked at each other before letting out a small laugh. "Enjoy". The man bowed before leaving.
They both looked down at their 2 out of 5 course meal.
"So, fast food after?". Ochaco asked with not an emotion in her voice. "Most definitely".
The two laughed a bit louder.
Head was turned at the table. People found it annoying and disrespectful to be so loud in such place. Even when it was the number one hero involved.
They didn't care though. It was the two of them and tonight is supposed to be special to them. Any dirty flares would most definitely not ruin their night together.
"I heard Ashido found her dress". Izuku wiggled his eyebrows causing her to gasp. "Izuku! Are you trying to see the brides dress!". "Please Ochaco. I promise I wont tell!". He clapped his hands together as he begged.
She sit back for a minute and hummed to herself. "How about I show you the dress she didn't pick". "Ochaco". Izuku whined a bit.
"Im teasing". She smiled while pulling out her phone and going through her camera roll. "Here". She smiled happily while showing the hero, Mina's dress.
"Wait a second". Izuku grabbed the phone to look at the white dress before frowning. "Isn't this the wedding dress you wanted?". Izuku looked at the woman.
She blushed and put her hand on her cheek. Looking away in embarrassment or shame. "What can I say? We have similar tastes". She softly said while Izuku pitied her.
"Hey. That just means there's a better dress for you. Either way, I think any dress would look beautiful on you".
Ochaco would have called him cheesy while she squirmed in her seat. Izuku knew she had a hard time accepting compliments but for some reason this one reall got to her. She smiled with happiness and love.
"You remember how awful you were with your words?". She smiled that made Izuku's jaw drop in aw at her beauty. Not paying attention to any of her words while she picked up her small bread with caviar.
"Izuku". "H-huh? Oh. Yeah. It was almost impossible to complement you". He laughed embarrassingly. "Sometimes. Sometimes it spilled out when you were comforting me. You would tell me how strong, brave, really pretty...And you didn't realize it". She smiled fondly. "But then yes, there were times we both got bright red when we just glanced at each other for to long. Or when Mina or Tsu mentioned something small about my crush for you back in high school". Even though she picked up her small piece of food. She had no time to eat it and finally realized. Putting the food down and looking at him.
"I guess is what I'm trying to say is that it's pretty awesome seeing you grow Izuku. You were the plane dorky guy coming into UA and now you're...You're everyone's dream. You're so cool and Im so excited to call you my husband". Her eyes started to water like crazy. "And remember when I was crying?".
Ochaco laughed. "Shut up". She smiled while Izuku never looked away.
"Hey. Wanna leave now?".
"Please". Ochaco whined out.
•_•
They sat in their bed with McDonald's scattered on the comforter. All kinda of food covered their bed. Ice cream, burgers, chicken nuggets and fries. Everything their diet says is a big no.
But tonight is the night where they will cheat on their diet. They wanted to enjoy their day to the fullest. To the last second. Laughing with a cup of red wine that made them warm and romantic.
This is their more famous dates. Their favorite way to spend time together.
"'Izuku. You can't avoid him forever".She bit into her burger. Letting ketchup mark her chubby cheeks. "Hm?". His head tilted. One hand holding his burger and another holding his drink that he was drinking from.
"I saw your messages from Todoroki. They were wondering where you were at. So you knew about Bakugos party". She ran her finger over the ketchup on her cheek and sucked it off innocently.
Izuku pulled away from his drink and guilt. "Please don't get mad at me Ochaco. Im sorry I lied and this date isn't some excuse to not see him—". "Im not mad Izuku. I understood but that wasn't my question". She said.
"H-huh? Oh". "You both are in Kirishima and Ashido's wedding".Ochaco said. "I know but that doesn't mean we won't ta—". "Do you even know Bakugo?". She snorted into a laugh.
Izuku frowned at her. Watching her reaction. "We didn't end well. I don't think he wants to talk either. I don't think he even wanted me at that party. Everyone probably thinks he does but theres no way. That's not like Kacchan".
Ochaco sighed.
"I don't think that. You two were pretty close, Im sure he misses you".
"Can we not...talk about this?". Izuku looked away uncomfortably. Sitting his drink on the nightstand. "Right. I apologize—". She was pushed down on the bed. Lips locked while their food was shoved away.
Ochaco eyes widen but relaxed. She recognized the needs of her fiancé. Letting him kiss her until there is nothing more.
Her hands grabbed onto his hair. Holding him tight while he licked her mouth like a wild cat. She let him.
She let him kiss her neck. Bite her ear and cheek.
The rougher he got the more Ochaco whined in annoyance.
"Zuku. Make love with me". She whispered. It was a easy way to tell Izuku to be gentle. Her dress was inches from showing Izuku what he wanted but her words are stronger.
He loved Ochaco. He really did.
But his desire cant help but feel unwanted. He would never admit that Ochaco didn't satisfy him. Not in the way Katsuki Bakugo did.
"Please". Izuku begged. "Ochaco please. I will make you feel so good". He whispered hot against her neck. "No Izuku. Just make love to me". Her hands ran over the front of his suit. She couldn't feel how his heart tightened in pain.
"Okay". He sighed before more gently kissed down his chest. Letting his lips rest on her breast that peaked from her beautiful red dress.
His hand reached behind her. Having her arch enough so he could unzip her dress while kissing her soft skin.
His big hands matched the small straps. Pulling them down Ochaco's side before she laid in a lacy panties. Black and beautiful.
One's Izuku never has seen on her before.
"Ochaco". He breathlessly said while dropping her dress on the floor. Soaking every inch of her skin he can. "Like them? Tsu helped me pick them out. Thought it would be a nice gift for all you have done". She stared down past her breast. Looking at her laced panties that Izuku couldn't look away from.
He quickly bent down. Opening his mouth and soaking her through the panties. "So beautiful". He whispered against the cloth.
"Izuku". Her head fell behind while Izuku tongue played with the lace. Licking a strip from her hole to clit before kissing up her thick thighs. "Izuku!". He bit down on her pelvic bone. Making her jolt.
He began to bite down her thighs as well. Marking her up while she whined. "D-don't. I still change in front of the girls—". "You can mark me". His eyes lit up like a puppy. Like he wanted to be marked head to toe.
In the end, they didn't mark each other anymore. It was just slow, passionate love.
Something Izuku knew he should never complain about. Even though his body begged for more tension. For something a little more fulfilling.
It didn't matter.
In the end. He is with who he loved. The woman that has been by his side through it all.
Sex wasn't going to control their relationship. It wasn't going to break or make them. So what he didn't have the sex he wanted. It's fine.
He was holding his perfect fiancée. Holding her from behind. Keeping the sheets covering her while his nose inhaled deep into her brunette hair.
It smelt like roses.
One of his favorite smells.
He held her a little closer. A little tighter. A little harder.
•_•
Izuku sighed heavily.
It was the next day and he already was in long hours with his pencil and paper.
Ochaco wont be happy but neither will his kids if he doesn't grade their test from a week ago.
"Give me an A+ and I will buy you the best katsd-". Izuku sighed in exhaustion as he read one of his students paper. He couldn't help but laugh and reply.
Saying how his mom makes the best katsudon with a little smiley face.
The student ended up getting a -C.
Izuku quickly jot some notes down. Helping the student understand where he was wrong with his hero history and if he has any trouble to come by and visit him for extra help.
He hated failing his students. They were all good kids but some needed extra help than others. Those who do need extra help tend to find it difficult to ask for help.
Izuku understood that.
Quickly, he finished all the test. Standing up and making sure they were all in place by hitting the bottom on the wooden desk before stabling.
Marking a sticky note as test before he headed towards the teachers lounge.
"Oh. Mr. Aizawa, you're still he—". The green eyes looked at the black ones for a minute before he moved over to whom ever the man was talking to.
He felt sick.
Izuku felt like his stomach was doing flips and he was about to barf on the carpet.
His eyes stuck onto the red ones.
He knew he couldn't avoid them for ever but definitely not the day after the party he promise he would attend.
"K-kacchan". Izuku looked away first in anger but then in shame.
He could feel the hero's eyes all over him. Waiting for the teacher to say more or do more at least.
But it might have been a bit more difficult to have a moment when their old homeroom teacher was being oddly nosy and watching.
"...fine. Don't blow up the lounge". Mr.Aizawa stood up before looking at the two. He scoffed.
"It was good to see you Bakugo".
The man only grunted while the two waited to be alone. It only took a minute before Mr.Aizawa left but it was too long to the point Izuku's heart was bounding.
He couldn't look at Katsuki yet—
Yet for some odd reason he forgot everything that happened six years ago.
"Kac-". Izuku eyes barely lifted but it was enough to see the man and his scared arms holding out for him.
It was only his forearms that was up for Izuku's direction and did that make Izuku's green eyes tear up.
He hadn't seen him in so long. Even after everything he can still feel this pull towards his best friend.
Izuku walked up to him. Ignore what he should and what he shouldn't do.
He wrapped his arms around the bigger man's neck. Hugging him tight while Katsuki wrapped his own arms around his back. Not low enough to cause some stress but hugging him a little sentimental.
"Hey, ya nerd".Katsuki whispered while holding Izuku tight. "What are you doing here? Why am I hugging you, Im still so upset with you".Izuku voice was so gentle Katsuki was afraid it might break from how light it was.
"Yeah I know. I was shitty to you".
"Yeah you were". Izuku nodded while his eyes closed as they just hugged each other. "I wanted to see you. You didn't come to my party".
Katsuki never acted nice but only towards Izuku. or more so when it was important to be nice.
Izuku pulled away first. Placing his thumb under his eye lids to make sure Katsuki didn't see his tears that were bluntly there.
"Don't touch me". Izuku shook Katsuki off when the man tried to reach out to him.
Izuku shoulders shook hard to try to calm himself. "Why? Why did you come here?". Izuku looked back at the man. "Izuku–". "No". He took a step back.
"Why?". Izuku voice scratched in pain.
Katsuki just stared at the teacher who was in pain. With anger, disbelief, sadness...all of it.
"Let's grab a drink. Then we can talk about everything".
Izuku shook his head. "Can't. Im already late. Ochaco will be upset if Im late again". Izuku turned around. Ignore Katsuki bluntly.
"The hell. Oh yeah. You're with her now huh". Katsuki voice was rustic. Scratchy with annoyance but not anger. "Fours years Kacchan". Izuku picked up his bag. Slinging it over his shoulder before going over to his desk. Setting the test papers in a folder for later.
"I'll tell her. Let her know you're with me". Katsuki fist tightened.
Izuku doesn't remember him being this straightforward with this kind of stuff. He doesn't remember the confidence he had with feelings and wants.
It's almost refreshing at the same time strange.
"You will let my fiancée know that you are taking me out? Sorry Kacchan but maybe another day". He started walking out of the room before he felt a hand grab his.
"Just friends. Okay you big ball of idiot?". Katsuki squeezed Izuku's hand to keep him from leaving.
The green haired man sighed pathetically. "I don't drink. Remember?". He didn't look back at the built man.
He most definitely had gained muscle weight back in America. He was near twice his sizes when he left. It was hard not to tell from his right black shirt.
Izuku could definitely feel it when he hugged Katsuki. His chest was more filled out and how his arms wrapped around him.
"You drink. You just don't get drunk. You can buy a goddamn mocktail but come on. Im thirsty". Katsuki let go of his hand and walked past Izuku. Bumping shoulders before Izuku followed blindly.
"Where?". Izuku asked while the two head a couple feet from each other in the big hallway. "Shit. What bars are here again?". Katsuki groans. Not expecting to actually forget his hometown.
"I can drive". Izuku suggested. "Sure".
At first, it was awkward. The two had no idea where to pick up after all these years. It felt like they had nothing interesting enough to say even after six years.
The car ride was just filled with oldies music. Light and calming while Katsuki just stared out the tinted window. Remembering all the buildings he once knew by heart.
He really has forgotten a lot.
Izuku stared at his bottle of beer. He was uncomfortable while Katsuki came back with his own beer.
"So". Katsuki started off.
Which was odd. Izuku used to be the one to start their conversation. To fill the blinks between their conversations. He used to be the one carrying everything.
But now— "How have you been". The blondie said while staring at the hero.
"Fine". His voice sounds uncertain. Like he didn't trust the man in front of him. "You aren't happy to see me, are you?". His red eyes scanned Izuku for a minute before sighing.
"I don't think there is a right time to do this but I want to apologize".
Izuku head lifted toward Katsuki.
"Apologize? Apologize the fact that you cheated on me six years ago or apologize you up and left to America?".
Katsuki eyes widen. Definitely not remembering Izuku being so blunt with how he felt. Definitely not.
The only thing the man knows to do is to please people.
"Yes". Katsuki head fell hard. It was clear that he wasn't a fan of being told the truth but he also wasn't a fan on hurting Izuku anymore than he already has.
"I went to America because I knew I made a mistake. I couldn't stay here and fight along side you after what I did to you....I've been attending therapy". Katsuki confessed.
"H-huh?".
"And a shit ton of it. I have volunteered to many places. Manly animal shelters...Dealing with people was starting to piss me off". Katsuki seemed to have the light in him to joke.
Izuku couldn't say anything. He didn't have anything to say other than listening.
"I have been focusing on myself a lot. Y'know?". He took a long drink of his beer. Not daring to glance at Izuku.
"So why did you come back?". He heard from him. Izuku finally meeting Katsuki's eyes.
"I think Im going to take a break from being a hero".