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Katsuki looked straight ahead, his eyes darting quickly around and his mouth dry and gaping. The sight in front of him was so beautiful. Izuku in a white T-shirt with tan khaki shorts that were a little baggy on him but still looked nice, and his hair glowing orange in the setting sun.
They were on Bakugou's favorite hiking trail and he had imagined this moment forever, one with him and Izuku standing together. The sight itself may not have been considered beautiful to most but this was what he had dreamed of for so long.
“I love you.”
The words came out of his friend's mouth and that's when he knew that it was fake. “I-”
“Beep beep beep beep beep-” He quickly turned off his alarms annoyed that he'd been interrupted, but these dreams weren't healthy for him. Izuku wasn't like that. Especially lately with Izuku and Pink Cheeks flirting around everywhere they go.
Katsuki hadn't had a real chance to talk to Izuku alone since after the war. He wanted too badly, but every time he tried either All Might was there or it was just about training and one for all.
Bakugou groaned while dragging his hands down his face. “Fuck you Izuku.”
He grabbed his phone off the nightstand by his bed, it was a Saturday so that only meant either the students at UA were up to trouble or everybody was going home for the weekend, only one answer made sense in Bakugou's head and he was quickly proven right when he opened up his texts.
Mina had blown up a group chat that they had with her, Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero, Jirou and himself. He did what he normally did and silenced it, if it was that important they would find him in person.
He heard a knock. Man luck really wasn't on his side today. He sat up on his bed but didn't make any effort to get up. “Bakugou, please open the door.”
He stood up and opened the door to reveal Shitty Hair standing behind it wearing a great hoodie and basketball shorts. Pick a temperature, Katsuki thought to himself. “What the hell do you want?”
“I want you to come to the party tonight.”
“What fucking party are you talking about?”
“Oh so you didn't read the group chat.”
“No I fucking didn't, I'm not going to any dumbass party, especially not if it's your guys’ doing.”
“You had another dream didn't you.” Bakugou reached to shut the door but Kirishima just put his hand on the wall to block it. “Man, you really should tell him how you feel.”
“Shut up!”
“He'll be there, at the party I mean.”
“Like that's-”
Kirishima interrupted him “This isn't healthy for you man, please just go, just for tonight. Maybe it'll make you get over him, you could meet somebody.”
“Don't say that I'll get over him damnit!” Katsuki
said with a snarl. “I'll go to the shitty party. What time does it start?”
“7:00 tonight.”
“Give me some time to clear my head, I'll talk to you later.”
Kirishima smiled and then told him to check his phone, Bakugou looked at his alarm clock, it read 8 AM. Of course it was still fucking early. He decided he wanted to get out to clear his head.
He had ended up going to the gym at UA and training for a while, nobody usually came on Saturday mornings because nobody really liked waking up early. But as Katsuki was doing some curls on a bench he heard footsteps come towards him.
“Kacchan?”
Katsuki immediately felt his heart drop and race at the same time. Izuku came in wearing a black compression shirt with dark baggy athletic pants, the weather had gotten colder noticeably which made sense as to why he chose to train in this outfit. Although UA had nice training outfits nobody ever wore them outside of class. Katsuki himself came in wearing a hoodie and sweatpants but eventually got too hot to keep the hoodie on and was now in a black tank top. Now his mouth felt dry.
“Deku, why are you here?”
“To train.” He shrugged. “Same as you.”
Katsuki looked up as Izuku smiled at him, Izuku was standing right in front of him, his shoes nearly touching him. He felt his heart flutter. He felt his mouth betray him out of fucking nowhere “Let's fight. Get some good combat training in.”
“I mean if you're okay with it Kacchan, I have some new moves-"
Bakugou stood up, making Izuku step backwards.
“Hah? You really think you can beat me Izuku..”
In his mind he decided against using his quirk against the green haired boy because after the war all he had were the embers of what one for all used to be. He knew Izuku would still go hard but he also wanted to make sure it was a fair fight.
Once they were on the mat Katsuki looked into Izuku's eyes as if to see if he was ready. Izuku’s green eyes swirled with excitement as they met Katsuki.
Bakugou lunged at him, kicking his foot up trying to unbalance Izuku's legs. Izuku caught himself and grabbed Bakugou's arm and tried to turn him to the ground, but then Katsuki turned around and slammed him down. Midoriya then sweeps Katsuki straight down onto the floor with a kick of his feet and then stands back up.
As Katsuki tries to get back up he pins him to the ground. “What was that you said earlier?” Izuku grins cockily and then his eyes flick over Bakugou's face.“Do you want a rematch?”
Damn Deku knew what he was doing.. he was teasing him. The match was so quick it was basically over when it began but he knew he had been distracted. How could he not be distracted whenever Izuku looked like that? Right now Deku was on top of him smiling like he owned the world, his forearm holding him down with his bicep flexed in a way that was just too hot for comfort. “Fuck you.”
Bakugou pushed Deku off of him and then stood up to go grab his gym bag. “Kacchan..?”
“Yup?”
“Since you don't want to rematch, do you just wanna get some breakfast with me?”
Katsuki looked at him with the most blank stare, his heart beating loudly in his chest as Izuku stared at him waiting impatiently for an answer. “Fucking fine.” Katsuki sighed. “Let me get changed and cleaned up first. Meet me at my dorm in like 15 mins nerd.”
Bakugou felt like the 15 minutes were the longest 15 minutes of his entire life. He finally heard a knock at the door and tried not to open it as if he'd been anticipating. “You ready Kacchan?”
Bakugou nodded and then walked outside the door. Of course I'm fucking ready. He had on a black T-shirt with a red flannel and some baggy jeans. Izuku was dressed in a long sleeve grey sweatshirt and just a regular pair of jeans and his usual red sneakers. He also noticeably had his glasses on, he'd gotten them at the start of their second year and they honestly looked hot as hell.
“Where are we going nerd..?
“To the Cafe over by the park on the corner just outside of UA, I can't remember the name but they have great pastries there! My treat!”
“Whatever.”
He hadn't been this excited in a long time, so Izuku coming up to him felt like winning a lottery ticket. He had the opportunity to tell him what he'd been feeling like Kirishima had been telling him to do.
Bakugou fought his nerves and decided to say “Are you going to that shitty party tonight?” He looked over at Deku. Deku had really grown from their first year, he was nearly the same height as Katsuki and his whole face looked more mature. Katsuki couldn't help but stare at the way his round eyes crinkled when he was thinking and how he bit his lip right before he answered his question. God did he just want to kiss his lips.
“Yes, I've heard there's gonna be a lot of games and it's going to be a lot of fun, Mina said….” Izuku continued. Bakugou usually paid good attention to Midoriya's talking spurts but today he seemed to be having trouble. Izuku just looked too distracting with his tanned freckled skin in the bright morning sun. His glasses perfectly surrounded his eyes like a picture frame showing off beautiful art.
“Kacchan, you alright?” He felt the tip of his ears turn red and he looked away from the nerd.
“Yes I'm fine.” He hadn't noticed but they were already at the Cafe, Izuku opened the door and held it a bit longer for Katsuki to grab.
Once they were sat down and ordered, Izuku with a blueberry scone and black coffee and Bakugou with a mocha that Izuku laughed at because he “couldn't believe that Kacchan drinks sweet stuff like that.” As much as Katsuki wanted to snap at him he even more wanted to hear him keep laughing because it was one of the best things he had heard in a long time. He was losing his hearing but he hadn't really told anyone that, so he wanted to make sure he could capture the sound of Izuku's laugh in his memories.
“Kacchan there's something I want to talk to you about. I just don't know how to bring it up.”
“Just spit it out nerd.”
“I-” just as he started speaking his phone started ringing loudly and it echoed around the building. Izuku quickly picked up his phone and uttered out a small apology before stepping outside of the cafe. Bakugou looked into his mocha at his reflection in the ripples of the drink. What the fuck could he have possibly wanted to talk about.
He takes a sip of his drink and then Izuku walks back in with a slightly soured expression. “Kacchan, I've gotta go. I'm sorry, there's an emergency with Uraraka. She-”
“Just go. It's fine.” Katsuki said even though it stung.
“Thank you so much for understanding Kacchan”
Izuku grabbed up what was left of his scones and then dashed out the door, they had already paid before sitting down so now Katsuki was just left with himself in this small Cafe as he watched Izuku walk further and further down the road.
That's the thing, Izuku may have thanked him for being understanding but really he couldn't understand. He couldn't understand why Izuku had to go for her. Clearly they liked each other though and Katsuki was stupid to think that there was anything more with him and Izuku.
I mean this was the first time they had talked and had banter and fun in months. Usually he just watched him in awe because even though it took a lot out of him to even admit to himself, he knew Deku was truly fucking awesome.
He could now feel the empty settle in as he realized how sad he was that the green haired boy had left. They were having such a good one time type of day and they didn't even get to see it through. He drank his mocha and tried to blink away any tears that were threatening to form.
Katsuki looked across the table at Izuku's cup that he must've accidentally left that was filled with black coffee. He probably comes here with round face every chance he gets. Bakugou shook his head at the thought. Izuku had come here with him today and maybe that meant something. It at least meant he wanted to spend time with him.
He put his hands over his head and then took a breath, he grabbed his mocha, walked out, and then he called the group chat. Because no matter how bad it hurt and how much he didn't want to see round face and Deku together, he knew he needed to see Izuku's face again and maybe this time he'd move on for good.
“Baku?” Mina said softly into her phone.
“Im going to that party.”
“Man are you okay you sound like you've been crying-” Kirishima cut himself off. “Oh.”
Kaminari joined the call too now, “What is going on?”
“Bakugou is going to the party tonight!” Mina squeaked cheerfully.
Bakugou hung up the phone and then started his silent walk back to UA.
The party was almost exactly as he pictured it. Bright party lights all around the UA dorms, apparently Mic was the teacher on duty for the night and he said a party was okay as long as it was clean by morning and no alcohol was brought in. But these are teenagers so of course there was alcohol there, they just made sure to hide it well but even though the alcohol itself was hidden the drunk students and outsiders were not.
Izuku came right into the party looking hot as shit, wearing a button up t-shirt that was buttoned down revealing the top of his chest and exposing his biceps, his tanned skin mixed with the flashing blue and purple lights made him look as though he were glowing, and he had those stupid fucking glasses on. Those stupid pretty fucking glasses and jeans that fit him just right.
They were in the living area of the dorms and Bakugou was in the kitchen just standing and staring at the elevator because that's where Izuku had just decided to come out.
“Bakubro, you're staring.” Sero said softly into Bakugou's ear.
He felt his face get hot. “Fucking no I'm not.”
The music got louder and then he felt his heart drop at the same time the beat did. Izuku had turned around and grabbed both hands belonging to Uraraka. His stomach felt sick, he shouldn't have come.
Not only was she stunning in a little black and white frilly dress, she's so nice and kind just like Izuku. She doesn't mean to do anything wrong but just her being here feels so wrong.
“Can you get me something to drink, something strong or some shit.” Sero widened his eyes at him but then walked over to a nearby cupboard and opened it pulling out a big thing of vodka that he poured in a red solo cup before pouring some punch over it.
“Only because you asked, but if this is because of Midoriya then please take it easy.” Sero said as he handed him the cup and then hid the alcohol again.
“Mind your business.” Katsuki said as he took a big drink out of his cup, the taste was so bitter and he really hated bitter drinks. He really only drank stuff that was sweet, and this was nothing like that.
The burn in his chest nearly matched the burning in his heart as he watched Izuku take her to where everyone was dancing and dance with her, or when she laughed at one of his stupid nerdy fucking jokes that he used to say to Katsuki all the time. She probably didn't even know what his favorite All Might interview was, or how many freckles he has on his face and how perfectly they are all placed, or how he has a weird and oddly specific way he bites his lip when he's lost in thought.
Before long his cup was gone and he was starting to feel a buzz, he poured another cup. He copied the way Sero had done it except this time he added more Vodka and less punch.
He eventually just sat on the couch with people partying around him. A few people had come up and chatted with him but he really didn't give them much.
“Hey hottie..”
Bakugou whipped his head around to see a girl with long black hair and green eyes looking at him waiting for a response. Her eyes were wide and built sort of like Izuku's.
He grunted in response and she quickly wrapped herself around him but he was too drunk to care. “Do you want to go somewhere?” She turned his face towards her and he just stared in a daze. For a split second she looked like Izuku and that was enough for him to nod.
She had his hand and was leading him to the elevator whenever another hand grabbed hold of his shoulder which actually helped to steady him, he didn't even realize he was stumbling. “He's actually with us.”
Bakugou turned his head around to see Sero and Kirishima. “Oh. Sorry, I didn't know!” The girl said flustered before leaving.
As soon as the girl left Sero let go of his shoulder. “Man what the fuck are you doing, I told you to take it easy!”
“Can't.” Bakugou says softly.
Kirishima sighed loudly and then spoke. “Take this and drink it right now, sober up. The party is almost over but they are doing a game of seven minutes in heaven. Honestly in hindsight you shouldn't play-”
Bakugou shushed him and held a finger up. “I'm fucking playing and doing the shitty party stuff.” He then struggled to open the water so Sero popped it open for him.
He took a big drink of it and then looked around the room again. “Bakugou you can't even open up a water bottle please -”
He stumbled forward towards the couch area and he noticed that Izuku was tipsy and with his friends over on one of the two couches. His curly hair damp and his face flushed. “I'm fine damnit!”
Sero and Kirishima gave each other a look but didn't question it any further, that's where the game was about to start. Bakugou sat down in the middle of the couch diagonal from Izuku on the other couch and he just stared bitterly at him. Izuku was too drunk to notice but sober enough to smile and giggle at everything round face was whispering to him.
Kirishima sat down next to him. “You know that this game is a game that usually ends up with kissing and relationships?” But before Katsuki could respond Mina started announcing the game.
“Everyone!! We are about to do seven minutes in heaven!! We have a bottle and whatever 2 people it lands on has to go and spend time with each other alone in the closet for 7 whole minutes. We are doing the first spins…”
At this point Katsuki didn't really care who he ended up with or what happened, he just wanted to make sure that Deku wasn't going to do anything stupid with anyone else but him. He knew it was dumb, he was back to controlling Dekus fucking life and that was shitty, but he also knew that he really wished that Deku was back to looking at him with starry eyes. In their first year Deku made it seem like he cared about Katsuki more than anything and now he didn't even look at him.
“Bakugou and Midoriya!”
They span it already? Was it him and Deku? He knew HE had gotten called.
“You guys have to go in the closet now!!” Katsuki listened and got up. Deku seemed very hesitant and red in the face.
“Are you coming, nerd?”
Izuku nodded and then they both went and sat down in the closet where the door slammed on them. It was dark but the light coming in from the cracks of the door was enough for them to see.
Once they had settled in everything was quiet, they could hear the music and mutters from people outside of the closet but inside was silence from both of them. Bakugou sat up on his knees making himself a little taller.
“Kacchan, we don't have to do anything-”
“Why not?” Bakugou said. He watched as Izuku looked him up and down and then he licked his lips and that was enough of a sign for him to reach down and plant a kiss on Izuku's lips. Izuku pulled Katsuki closer to him and then they had to readjust their position. There wasn't much room in the closet but Izuku moved his legs out further and Katsuki straddled Izuku.
Katsuki felt the warmth of Izuku's mouth on his and decided to lick Izuku's lips letting his tongue inside. Izuku moaned into the kiss and then pulled away, his eyes blown wide and his glasses sitting crooked on his face. “Fuck Katsuki.” Katsuki was still chasing his lips.
“Don't call me that Izuku.” He then placed his lips back on his and Izuku's tongue met his and got entangled together. It felt like everything he had wanted, like stars colliding. Izuku had one hand on the small of his back and the other hand entangled in his hair pulling him closer. Katsuki had his hands wrapped around Izuku's neck, occasionally tugging on Izuku's messy curly hair.
Katsuki moved down to kiss Izuku's neck softly sucking on the skin there and Izuku was leaning into it and saying light praises about how good it felt.
Suddenly Izuku pulled away from him and took a couple breaths. “We can't do this.”
The way the light shone through the crack he could see that Izuku's pupils were dilated and his whole face was red and at this point Bakugou was sure he looked the same in the darkness of the closet.
He tried to press his lips against Izuku's again but Izuku just put a hand on his chest. “We can't, not right now.”
“What?” Now he knew that the vodka was getting to him because he felt his eyes immediately flood with tears and then he felt sick to his stomach.
“Kacchan, I think we should just sit here. You're too drunk and I'm too sober and-”
“Fuck you Deku, you probably wish it was round cheeks here and you're just too much of a coward to say that.”
“No- Kacchan-” Before Izuku can finish Bakugou shoves his way out, sparks lighting up his closed fist as everyone outside of the closet stares at him. Shoto looking at the clock spoke first.
“That was only 5 minutes Baku-”
“I don't care.”
Bakugou goes down the hallway to his room, stumbling and trying to hold in his disappointment. Meanwhile Izuku was stuck in the closet with a pained look on his face and tears lightly streaming down his face.
Izuku steps out of the closet and Ochako immediately comes up to him. “Deku, what happened? Are you okay?”
“He thinks I like you.”
“What?”
“He thinks that I want to be with you.” He laughs bitterly.
Kiri suddenly comes up to Midoriya, brushing past everyone else in the small group. “Midoriya? Where's Bakugo?”
Midoriya felt tears leak out of the corner of his eyes and he quickly tried to swipe them away. "I think he went to his room.”
“Are you okay Midobro?”
“I really really like him, Kirishima.”
Kirishima suddenly made the realization in his head.
“Midoriya, get some sleep. In the morning I'll text you and then everything will be okay. I promise.”
“Everything isn't okay, Kacchan doesn't understand and it's my fault-”
“Please, trust in me.”
Midoriya nods and then makes his way over to his room.
In Katuski's room he laid down on his bed, his eyes red and damp from tears that went down his face earlier. He had tried so hard not to cry but the more he thought about it the more he couldn't stop it. It had felt so good, his lips on his and the way their faces had melted together for just a few minutes. He heard a knock at the door.
“Go away.”
“Bakugou please.”
“What do you want!?”
“It's about Midoriya bro…”
Before he even had time to think about it he was already making his way to the door. Ever since he had left the closet he had sobered up a bit. He still felt really tipsy but he could walk and see straighter now.
“Just come in.” Kirishima walked over to Katuski's bed and took a seat, Katsuki following close by and sitting next to him.
“You are an idiot for leaving that closet, did you know that?” immediately Bakugou's chest filled with rage.
“What the hell do you know? He wants Uraraka, not me and he never will want me-”
“ Damnit! I know that you both love each other Bakugou!”
Bakugou narrowed his eyes and then slowly shut them and shook his head. “No, if he felt even half as much the same as me he wouldn't have pushed me away.”
“Stop being so self centered for a second please. Maybe he just thought you didn't realize what you were doing?That you were kissing him and that you wanted to?”
“Of course I fucking wanted too, he’d have to be a big idiot not to realize that.” Oh wait. This is Deku we are talking about. Suddenly the realization clicked in his head. Deku liked him; he felt the same.
“Yeah.. you both are big idiots bro..” Kirishima said and Katsuki's head started pounding. “I knew your head would hurt soon, so I brought you some medicine and a bottle of water, here.”
Kirishima pulled the medicine and water out of his pocket and handed it to him. “Thank you Kiri.. I'm sorry if I was rude earlier. I just really hate feelings and shit.”
“Don't sweat it dude, it's fine. Get some rest though and worry about everything else in the morning. The party is already over, after you and Izuku left it kinda fell flat.”
In the morning Katsuki could feel the morning sun beaming over his face and he knew it was far earlier than when he had wanted to wake up. He looked at his phone, the group chat had been blowing up for sure, but so had his personal messages with people asking him why he left the party and what happened with Izuku. He knew mostly what happened but his mind was really foggy, he definitely remembered how jealous he was, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't remember the way his lips felt or how they tasted. The one thing that stuck though was how Izuku liked him.
Katsuki sat up out of his bed, a little too fast though because his head immediately started throbbing, but stupid Deku liked him back.
Bakugou opened his text messages again and there was one from Kirishima telling him that if he heard a knock he needed to answer it immediately.
Bakugou smiled, “Are they gonna throw me my own pity party, damn extras.” He assumed that all his friends were gonna show up and ask him to go out to get over everything that had happened the night before. He heard the knock and immediately got up and opened the door.
As soon as he opened it his mouth fell open slightly.
“Kacchan.”
“Izuku..” Izuku's hair was a mess and he was wearing a pair of baggy black shorts and an All Might t-shirt. His eyes looked slightly puffy and dark yet determined. He was also wearing blue house slippers even though they were in a big shared dorm. Although even if he had all of this Katsuki would still argue that Izuku was the most handsome person he had ever seen.
“I don't want Ochako.” Deku stepped closer to Bakugou, entering his room and taking a deep breath.
Bakugou scoffed softly, “Okay.”
“I don't want her.”
“I heard you shitty nerd!!”
Bakugou sat back down on his bed and Izuku sat down on his chair that he had by a desk in his room. “Kacchan, why did you kiss me..?”
Katsuki felt his face flush, “Why the fuck do you think I kissed you?” Izuku smiled and muttered under his breath as if calculating something before rushing off his chair and over to Katsuki. “What are you- mmph?” Before he could finish responding Izuku grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him in for a kiss that he instantly melted into.
Izuku pulled away and smiled against his lips. “I have always loved you Katsuki, I have always admired you. I wouldn't have wanted anyone else in that closet but you, so could you stop being so ignorant for once? For my sake.”
“I can try, idiot nerd.” Katsuki said softly which made Izuku laugh and then bring his face closer again for another kiss.
Katsuki pulled away again “What was she whispering that was so funny then, when you were on the couch?"
“She told me you were staring at me and I couldn't contain how giddy I felt. Does that make you happy Kacchan..”
“Yeah..” He trailed off as Izuku's lips absorbed him once again.
“ Before you ask, the emergency was that she lost her cat somewhere around town and she couldn't find him anywhere. I-I love you Kacchan, you and only you.”
Katsuki immediately opened his eyes again and grabbed Izuku's wrist softly. Whenever Izuku looked at him confused, that's when he knew.
He wasn't dreaming anymore and God did he love him back.