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Secrets - Part 3

BakuDeku X f!Reader

Part 2

Summary: You spent the day with Katsuki, your boyfriend, at your shared apartment. The day went really well but something seems to be bothering him. And in Deku's point of view, he is thinking about you deserving the whole truth.

Warnings⚠️: 18+ smut, established relationship (bakugo x y/n), mentions of cheating, oral, cursing, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, biting, squirting, angst, pining, slow burn, BakuDeku ship, deku x y/n ship. Everyone in the fic is aged up 21+ except for flashbacks.

A/N: ᕱ⑅ᕱ- Apologies for the long wait on part 3, haru and I have had a lot of things going on but we finally found the time and motivation to start writing again🥰

✷*はる*✷- This was hard for me specifically because I had intense writers block. I think Bunny would say the same lmfao.

Word Count: 5.5k

@electricnovaa @juslili

"Shit shit shit shit shit."

Bakugo mumbled to himself, panicking as he rushed out of Deku's bed. He felt the beginning of a splitting migraine from the hangover he knew was about to hit him like a train.

'Fuck, this isn't good.'

'I fucked up. I fucked up so bad.'

'I have to get out of here.'

His brain was running a million miles a minute. Tho the space around him was so quiet you could probably hear a pin drop, but his thoughts were louder than a volcanic eruption.

He frantically grabbed his clothes that seemed to be scattered all over the bedroom floor. When he lifted up his discarded shirt, he jumped at the sight of the lube from last night. He felt sick with guilt as the realization of what happened cut through his hangover. The more his migraine abused his brain, the more he started to remember the events that occurred.

"...Izu i still love you."

"I never stopped loving y-you."

"FUCK!" He blurted out louder then he meant to, causing Izuku to stir in his sleep. He looked over, noticing how Deku shifted, mumbling something incoherent. Bakugo froze, praying that he didn't wake him up. Izuku nuzzled himself into his pillow, still sound asleep. He sighed, relieved before tiptoeing out of his room and into the hall. He looked into the living room as he walked quietly to the front door, seeing Ichi's large frame sprawled out on the floor. She lifted her head tiredly, looking at Bakugo with a yawn. He raised his finger to his lips, quietly giving her a "shhh". She dropped her head back down and closed her eyes, too tired to care as Katsuki put his shoes on. He quickly grabbed his coat before leaving out of the front door.

As he stood in the early morning sun, he took out his phone and dialed the cab service for his hero agency. The driver letting him know it's a five-minute wait and Bakugo saying a quick "thanks" before hanging up. It was quiet, sun sparkling on the snow. The white-yellow glow making the morning surreal. He looked around at the trees as the icicles casted bright rainbows through the air. It would have been beautiful to him if it wasn't for the absolute dread and guilt he felt. He stood in front of Izuku's house, shifting his weight from foot to foot in nervousness. He checked his phone again. 'No missed calls and only a couple texts from Kirishima about work.... I hope y/n is okay.' he thought. As your name crossed his mind, he felt cold. And it wasn't from the morning winter breeze. Relief washed over him as he caught a glimpse of the black car driving his way, knowing he'd soon be home where he should have been this whole night. He tried to clear his mind as he got into the car. "Take me home please, Takashi." he said to the man he's known for 2 years now. "Yes sir." he replied looking at Bakugo in the rearview mirror. He raised his eyebrows, curious as to why Bakugo is at the pro hero Izuku Midoriya's house this early in the morning, but it wasn't his place to intrude with questions to his boss. He was too scared to lose his job to ask anyways.

He unlocked the apartment he shared with you quietly, stepping inside and throwing his coat on a nearby chair after removing his shoes. He held his head, still in pain from his hangover, as he made his way towards your room. He peeked inside. 'Thank god she's still asleep.' he thought to himself as he opened the door all the way and entered the room. He came to sit at the edge of the bed, right next to where you were cuddled up in his shirt. He looked over you, reaching over to move your hair out of your face. His stomach turned, feeling sick with the amount of guilt he had.

All of a sudden, the alarm on his phone started blaring. The one that woke you up every morning. He fumbled with the device, trying to turn it off. Once he did, his gaze turned back to you as you sat up in bed, rubbing your eyes. "Kacchan?" you mumbled in your morning voice. Shit. He smiled at you. "Hey, good morning teddy bear." He kissed your forehead. "How come you're already awake? And why are you in the same clothes from yesterday?" You questioned, a bit confused. "Oh- uh..." He hesitated. His mind plagued by what he did.

'Tell her the truth.'

"I uh... left the bar with Deku last night and had a few extra drinks at his place. Ended up passing out there so I just got home." A partial truth. "Oh, okay. Did you guys have fun last night?" He panicked. "wh-uh what?" He seemed jumpy. And a little.... 'Sad? is he okay...?' You thought to yourself as you scooted closer to him.

" Ya know, at the bar with everyone. Did you have a good time?" Oh, that's what you meant. "Oh, yeah yeah it was nice."

"That's good. You never let yourself take a break, so I'm glad Zuku was able to drag you out." you giggled, and he gave a nervous laugh. You leaned forward, putting a soft hand on his arm. "You okay baby?" The concern in your eyes melted his heart and made his guilt even worse.

'Don't lie to her.'

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just kinda in my head today, that's all." That was... sort of the truth. You gave him a soft smile as you spoke. "You wanna take today off? I'll stay home with you if you want. And we can watch your favorite movie, and order take out." You leaned in close to whisper something else. "I might even do that thing you like so much." And he knew exactly what you were talking about. His cheeks tinted pink at your suggestive comment.

'I don't deserve this.'

You pulled away and flashed that pretty smile. How could he say no? "Yeah, that actually sounds really nice."

"Okay." You kissed his cheek. "You go take a shower, and I'll make breakfast today."

Meanwhile....

Izuku was woken up by Ichi jumping on his bed, licking all over his face. He sat up and tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes while she attacked him with attention. "Alright alright, I'm awake!" He laughed, giving her a scratch behind the ear. "Good morning pretty girl." He cooed, yawing as he ran a hand thru his hair. He crawled out of bed, feeling a bit dizzy from his hangover. "Woahh" He tried to steady himself on the nightstand so he didn't fall over. Once he regained his balance, he started his usual morning routine. He slipped on a pair of grey sweatpants, brushed his teeth and took a quick shower.

When he stepped back into his bedroom, water dripping down his body from his wet hair, something metal shined, catching his attention in corner of his eye. He looked over to where the light came from and saw the sun from his window bouncing off the gold metal watch on the nightstand opposite his side of the bed. He sat down on his bed and leaned over to the other side. He held it up to see it better, taking note of the "K" carved into the underside. He remembers the day you showed him this watch, 3 years ago when you told him it was a Christmas present for Kacchan. Shit.

And then he actually took a moment to look around his room. His pants and boxers in a pile at the foot of the bed, and the bottle of lube that laid nearby. "Oh no... no I didn't-" He whispered out loud to himself as he started to remember last night.

He quickly grabbed his phone, immediately dialing Bakugo's number...

You quietly sang along to the music you had blaring from your bluetooth speaker as you flipped the pancakes in front of you. You felt a pair of strong arms around your waist, pulling you close to him. He kissed the back of your neck and your shoulder, holding onto you tight while he peered over you. "You and your American food." He scoffed. "Well, I did live there for eleven years, what'd you expect?" you giggled, gently jabbing him with the back of your elbow.

His phone rang. He stepped away from you, picking his phone up off of the kitchen table. His eyes widened as Deku's name splayed across the screen. He let it ring for a second. "Who is it baby?" you asked, plating a few of the pancakes. He slid the red button across the screen and set his phone back down on the table. "Nobody, just a scam call." A lie. Knowing Deku, this wouldn't be his last call. So, he quickly put his phone on do not disturb, deciding that no one was more important than spending today with you.

After you finished up with breakfast, you set 2 places at your small dining room table that sat in the kitchen. Katsuki stood at the counter, his eyes glazed over, making him look a million miles away. The radiant morning light beamed through the open windows, making Katsuki's hair shimmer like gold. As you studied his features you noticed Katsuki check his phone. He kept looking at it and you wondered what was going on. The light breeze coming from the window sent a chill through the kitchen. It was surprisingly warm for a winter morning, and it was peaceful. You walked over to him and grabbed his hand. "Come on let's eat" you said with a smile as you led your boyfriend over to your seats. As the both of you ate in silence, you couldn't help but wonder what was bothering him. He wouldn't tell you, but you knew something was wrong....

2 hours later...

"This person isn't available right now, please lea-" he hung up before the voicemail message could finish playing out. Again.

This is the 12th time Deku has called Bakugo as he sat on the train in his full hero costume. It was early afternoon, and he was on his lunch break. His leg bounced as his anxiety peaked once more about the events of last night and waking up alone. Bakugo left while he was asleep 'and now he's ignoring me...' The frustration of not knowing how Bakugo felt and the fear of y/n knowing made him decide to go to Bakugo's agency. 'She should know what happened last night, but I need to talk to him first...' he sighed as the train came to a stop. The automated voice spoke, and Deku stood up.

*DING* Now arriving at Shizuoka Prefecture''

As he left the train station, he looked up at the huge office building looming over him. He waited at the light to cross the street, people and cars bustling through the city. A couple pro heroes and people waved at him, being popular as the #1 pro. He put on a smile and waved enthusiastically as he crossed the busy street and walked into Dynamites agency.

He stepped thru the large glass double doors to the familiar lobby. He scanned the room quickly, glazing over all the black couches and indoor plants. He heard a female voice he recognized. "Good afternoon Mr. Midoriya, anything I can help you with?" He looked over to the small middle-aged woman in a pencil skirt that stood before him. "Oh-, hello Nakamura. Do you know if Dynamight is in his office? Or is he out on patrol?"

"Sorry sir, Dynamight took the day off." What? Kacchan never misses work. "Oh alright, is y/n in?" The secretary gave him a soft smile. "No, sir. Neither of them came in today unfortunately." He paused 'Both of them?' his mind reeled as he bowed his head to her. "Thank you, Nakamura, have a nice day."

"You as well, sir." He waved off the secretary, Walking right back out those double glass doors.

'Does she know already?'

'Is she angry?'

'She's definitely angry. Who wouldn't be?'

He stepped out of the lobby and back into the bright afternoon. The smell of food vendors and the sounds of the city making him feel rushed, in a way. He decided to skip lunch, too anxious to have any kind of apatite, and immerse himself in hero work. He headed further down the long city street, closer to where his agency was. He texted Bakugo again, hoping that he'd get some kind of response before the end of the day.

Deku:

Kachan please call me. We need to talk.

Read 10:21am

Deku:

Hello? I'm sorry about last night. Did you tell y/n???

Delivered 10:30am

Deku:

Kachan she deserves to know. We both care about her. please say something.

Delivered 11:45am

Deku:

:(( Kacchan??

Delivered 12:15am

'He's definitely ignoring me... maybe I should text y/n...'

'But I can't without talking to him first. Why won't he talk to me?'

His eyes pricked with tears as he walked into his agency. He bowed slightly as his secretary greeted him at the front desk before getting on the elevator and heading up to his floor. It was quiet in his office when he stepped inside. He walked over to the window and took off his gloves, tossing them on his desk. The events from last night still flashing through his mind... "Izu....I still love you." The memory made his cheeks burn. It's been 6 years since his "relationship" with Kacchan had ended, if you could even call it that. There hasn't been a day that's gone by that Izuku wasn't thinking of him. Of course, he tried moving on. Growing distant for a while and dating other people.

He was hurt when you started dating Bakugo. Especially since it seemed almost immediate after they ended things. Like Kacchan was just waiting to get rid of him to be with you. He cried that night. mind riddled with the thought of not being enough for Bakugo. not even being good enough to get your attention either. He'd been in love with you since you were kids. Always so kind to him, protecting him from Kacchan and his friends who would constantly bully young Izuku. You made him feel important. Like he could still be special, even as a quirkless nobody. You made him believe he was somebody.

But even still...you always had eyes for Kacchan. He couldn't blame you. He was strong, and handsome. Smart, and capable. He had the capacity to love, though you'd never guess it from looking on the outside. And his eyes.... those gorgeous vermillion eyes...

Those were all the reasons that he fell in love with him, at least. But he still hoped that he could drag your attention in his direction someday. But that was before you left.

He missed you so much. Things got hard for him after you were gone. Kacchan's bullying got worse around the time you left for America when you were still kids. His dreams seemed further away than ever. Especially when the person who made him feel like anything was possible, suddenly disappeared. And then out of nowhere, everything felt so much brighter. He met his childhood hero. All Might, and that was a dream come true. He came to possess One For All, making it possible to become a hero just like he'd always wanted. He got accepted to UA, the best hero school in the country. And then Kacchan... probably the best thing to come of it all. Deku was happy when they became friends, and he was no longer being bullied. But when that friendship turned into something more, God he felt like he was on cloud nine. Those early high school years showed him that people change, and he could too.

And when you came back and he saw you that day in the common rooms, of course it made his feeling for you resurface. You were so different after your years apart, and yet also the exact same. Just as kind, just as beautiful. He would bring you bento boxes from his mom and give you chocolate, hoping you'd actually see him. He knew he probably should have let his feelings for you go and focus on Kacchan, but his relationship with Bakugo wasn't actually public or exclusive, so he didn't see anything inherently wrong with it. He was just being friendly. But he loved Kacchan. They may have not had a label, but Deku would have never dreamed of putting what they had in jeopardy, no matter how much he still felt for you.

'And now I've made him do that to her... fuck.'

Once they split after their fight about you, and Bakugo found his way to your dorm that night, Izuku was left feeling all alone yet again. He buried the feelings he had for you, and tried his best to do the same with Kacchan. But it never worked.

'This is absolute bullshit. I'm in love with my best friend and his girlfriend and NOW he won't even talk to me... I fucked everything up. What am i supposed to do?'

He sighed as he sat down at his desk, trying his best to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from all the overthinking his brain was putting him through. The memories from the past flashing through his mind, his chest aching. He was never good at clearing his mind, especially when he was this anxious, but there was work to be done. He'll handle this situation later. He dried his eyes and pulled himself together as best he could, praying that this situation wasn't as bad as he feared. He turned on his computer and began to bury himself in work.

You were cuddled up to your boyfriend on the couch as the two of you watched his favorite movie together. You'd spent the whole day doing everything you could to make Bakugo feel better. You didn't know exactly what was bothering him, but you wanted to help regardless.

It was around 9pm after the both of you had finished the takeout you ordered, enjoying the end of the day you spent together. It was nice, truly. The two of you rarely had a day off together, and when you did, there wasn't much time for stuff like this. 'Maybe things are getting better.' you thought to yourself, pulling the blanket over your legs and nuzzling your head against Katsuki's shoulder. This was perfect.

You still didn't want him to leave for America tomorrow, but you knew how important it was for him to be there. You'd miss him terribly, but you were sure there was plenty of things to keep you distracted while he was away. 'Maybe me and Zuku could go to the festival of lights while Kacchan is away.' You thought, planning to ask him about it the next time you spoke.

You could see that the sun had set completely as you got up to close the curtains, watching the credits roll across your tv screen. You walked back over to the coffee table and began picking up the mess from dinner. Katsuki stood, grabbing the takeout containers from your hand. "I got it." he said softly. "Are you sure baby? I can take I-"

"You've done enough for me today." Way more than I deserve. "Let me take care of it." He kissed your cheek before taking the containers into the kitchen and throwing everything away, washing the glasses you had set out on the table next. You followed him, wrapping your arms around his large figure. "Are you feeling better?" No, if anything he felt even more guilt than he did this morning. "Much." He replied. He dried his hands and turned around to face you, leaning against the sink with your arms still wrapped around his torso. He brushed the hair out of your face, cupping your cheek and rubbing his thumb against your skin softly. Though he smiled, you could see the pain in his eyes while he stared into yours. You wanted desperately to fix whatever was weighing on his heart. "Kacchan, what's wrong baby?" There was the concern again. "I'm fine, teddy bear."

"No you're not, I can tell. Talk to me honey, what is it that's bothering you so much?" You pouted, eyes a bit glossy. Seeing him in pain hurt you too, and he knew that. 'Goddammit, why does she having so be so caring?' "I-..." He started to speak, but his words caught in his throat.

'You need to tell her. The longer you hide it, the worse it'll be.'

He braced himself, prepared to tell you what he'd done and face the consequences. "I-..." he stuttered again. He stared into you're e/c eyes, and all he could see was all the love you held for him. It would break your heart into pieces, especially right before he was about to leave for 5 whole weeks...

He couldn't do that to you. He couldn't bring himself to admit to his actions, knowing how much pain you'd be in. He couldn't stand to be the reason to watch you cry. He was terrified to lose you. No, no he couldn't tell you. He won't.

"I just... I'm really gonna miss you while I'm gone." His eyes brimmed with tears as the lie left his lips. Yes, it's true that he would miss you. However, he knew that that wasn't what had been bothering him so much. "Awe, baby. That's what's got you so upset?" You leaned into his chest, hugging him close as his arms wrap tightly around your shoulders. "I'm gonna miss you too. You know I'm not going anywhere, I'll be right here when you come home." But would you?

The two of you just stood there for a few minutes, comforting each other before you eventually pulled away. You smiled up at him. "Ya know, there's still one more thing on my 'things that make Kacchan feel better' list." you giggled. "And what would that be?" Your hand traveled up the length of his chest, grabbing onto the collar of his shirt and pulling him into a kiss. Your lips molded against his while his hands rested on your waist. He hummed in approval, getting a bit lost in it.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as the kiss grew more passionate. Your tongues entangled with each other's, and you whimpered when his teeth caught your bottom lip. You pulled away, staring up at him thru your lashes with lust blown eyes. "Kacchan~" You whined. "Take me to bed." He groaned with pink tinged cheeks as his large hands hooked under the back of your thighs. He lifted you up and placed your legs around his waist, slotting his arm in the small of your back. He attacked your neck, pressing his lips against your soft skin and sinking his teeth into your shoulder. You moan when the pleasurable pain washed over you, causing you to bite your lip. He landed on the bed with you beneath him on your back, wasting no time before he started tearing off your clothes. He slid his hands under your shirt, letting his fingers roam while you helped him pull the fabric over your head. He pulled his off next, discarding it somewhere in the room while he hovered over you. He hesitated for a moment, looking over your bare chest. "I hope you know how much I love you, y/n." He spoke softly, staring you in the eyes while he placed a gentle kiss in the valley of your breasts. It sent goosebumps trailing your arms and your face grew hot.

His kisses traveled the length of your stomach and you arched your back, allowing him to slide your leggings, along with your panties past your thighs. You laid with your knees closed tightly. He flashed a pretty smile and tapped gently on one of your legs. "Open up for me, teddy bear." You slowly parted your legs for him, watching his eyes get dark as you did. "Good girl."

He lowered his hand to your heat, running his fingers along the slick you'd already gathered while he stood over you. "So wet for me already." He taunted. "You've been thinking about this all day, huh? ever since you made that suggestive little comment to me this morning." And he was right. He slid two fingers inside of you without warning, toying with the gummy spot at you entrance while you whimpered beneath him. He leaned down and kissed your neck, scooping you up in one hand and flipping you to straddle his waist while his fingers remained inside your hole. You moved yourself against him, riding his fingers while he pushed on the insides of your walls. His thumb played with your clit while his other hand rubbed comforting circles on your thigh. watching you intently while you moaned and whined. He could feel some of you drip onto his hand, so he pulled his fingers out of you and shoved them in his mouth. He groaned. "You taste so good baby." Your face burned at his words. Then he tapped on his bottom lip with his pointer finger. "Come sit."

"But i-"

"I said sit." He commanded, voice harsh, almost like a growl. You did say that you would this morning. You scooted forward, facing him with your body hovering over his face, your clit inches away from his mouth as you looked dumbfounded into his vermillion eyes... you LOVED his eyes. You let him grab onto your thighs as he pulled you closer to his face. You still hovered over him, but he wasn't having that. His grip on your legs tightened as he pulled you flush against his mouth. Making sure that you were straddling his head like you were supposed to. His tongue plunged into you before dragging it slowly against your sensitive clit. His hands ran up your sides, holding onto your hips and groping at your soft breasts. You looked so pretty like this. He could watch you from this angle all day if you'd let him. He was addicted to your small whines and choked whimpers, and that adorably flustered look on your face. "ngh Kacchan~" you cried out when he pinched on your nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb while he sucked on your little bundle of nerves.

You started instinctively moving your hips against his face, getting too lost in the pleasure. He closed his eyes and moaned. Now this definitely was making him feel better. The coil in your stomach was so close to snapping, and then he moved his tongue just right. Suddenly your first orgasm washed over you as you convulsed above him, moaning a string of curses followed by the repeating of his name. You raised your hips and hovered above him again, too sensitive to hold yourself down. You scooted back down to his waist level as he reached up to pull you into a kiss, sharing the flavor you left on his tongue. You laid flat on his chest, legs on either side of his body while his arms wrapped around you. One of them holding onto your shoulders and the other gripping onto your ass with his palm. He squeezed hard while your hair cascaded around his face, kissing him feverishly. He pushed his clothed dick against your core, begging for some kind of friction.

You sat up, leaning back and reaching your arms behind you. He lifted his hips, allowing you to pull his sweatpants down just far enough to let his dick free. You grabbed it and rubbed his tip against your wet folds as he reveled at the sight. He watched your pretty face contort; brows knitted together while you slowly slid yourself down on his length. "ngh~ fuck" You both seemed to moan at the same time. His eyes were glued to your chest while you bounced slowly on him, whining at the feeling of him stretching you out. It wasn't long until you found yourself laying back against his chest while he held a fist full of your hair. When your legs started to get too weak to move by yourself anymore, he wrapped one arm around your waist and bucked his hips up into you. He started slow, but soon he picked up a relentless pace, pressing his forehead against yours while you stared into each other's eyes. "I love your body, teddy bear. Your pussy grips me so tight. Fuck-" he spat the last word out and his pace quickened. in this position, on top of him, every time he fucked into you, your clit grinded on his navel. The feeling of his hand pulling on your hair and the bites he was trailing down your neck, paired with the sensation of him fucking you, sent you into a leg-shaking orgasm that ripped through your body.

"Thats fucking right pretty baby, cum for me.'' He whispered into your ear and goosebumps rolled over your back, making you shiver. You choked out a loud moan. Suddenly you were weightless as he flipped you over onto your back effortlessly. "fuck- ngh Katsuki I love y-you" you moaned out as you felt him slam into you, his body heavy on yours. Hearing you use his first name made him feral. He raised up, a hand on the side of your face and the other on your throat. "You're such a good girl. MY pretty girl, take it baby. take it for me.'' he fucked into you as every word left his mouth. The tip of his dick hitting your cervix and making you see stars. Pleasure and pain mixed, and you opened your mouth gasping for sweet breath as he choked you. "Show me your tongue, baby" He looked into your eyes still not missing a beat. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth just for him to spit on it. The feeling like warm honey sliding down your throat. You swallowed and you felt another orgasm threaten to break through. You tried to speak "K-kachaan I'm about to- fuck~ I'm about to cum" Bakugo's thrusts turned sloppy as he sped up even more. "Me too baby. Cum for me, please. You're so pretty like this. My everything, my teddy bear fuuuuck" He cursed, babbling on with his praises as he emptied himself in you. At the same time, you squirted all over his dick, your orgasm crashing into you like a train.

He collapsed on top of you, breathing heavy against your ear while you came down from your high. Tiny whimpers still leaving your lips as he unsheathed himself from you slowly. You could feel his white, sticky cum leak out of you as he sat up. "Let me get you cleaned up." He whispered leaving you only for a second to grab a warm cloth from the master bathroom. He did his usual after care, giving you lots of gentle kisses while he did.

He laid on his back with you cuddled up on his chest. He stared at the ceiling, rubbing soft circles into your arm. You fell asleep pretty quick, not surprising since you were both exhausted. You more so from the sex, but Katsuki's brain was tired. Over worked with everything that plagued his mind. He looked down at you and started feeling guilty all over again.

He thought about Deku. He could only imagine how Izuku felt about the whole thing. He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing his phone and finally taking it off do not disturb. He saw the 22 missed calls from Izuku, and the 17 texts that he left all day. He did feel a little bad for ignoring him, but he just couldn't handle that conversation right now.

'Why the fuck did i tell him i still loved him?'

'........Why do i still love him?'

Bakugo went to bed that night yet again thinking about Izuku. Thinking about you. As he drifted into his sleep he dreamed about both of you again. Except this time, it wasn't the dream of the three of you together.

It was the fear of losing you both.

Deku:

Please answer Kacchan...

Read 12:17am

Looking at his last message he sent to Katsuki, Deku laid in his bed on his right side. It was dark in his room, and Ichi was snoring peacefully by his feet. Not a care in the world. But Deku's guilt was eating him alive as he laid with his head under his soft matcha green covers. Tears threatening to fall from his eyes as he thought about what happened the night before. 'He really is ignoring me...' Deku clicked off his phone and threw it on the bed in frustration. 'Just forget it. I'm going to tell y/n tomorrow. She deserves to know.' He had no idea that Katsuki felt opposite. Yes, you deserved to know but Bakugo was so afraid. Deku was different... The guilt filling up his body only strengthened his resolve to tell you. Determined to make things right, he set his alarm to 8:00am, knowing you should be at the agency an hour later. His stomach twisted as he drifted off to sleep.

All he could think about was the other love of his life...you.

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Part 4

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You're the Only Thing That Makes Sense - Part 2

Bakugo x f!Reader

A/N: alright, I lied in the last one. There's only going to be 2 parts. I don't think this one was as good as my first but I hope ya'll enjoy it all the same. Feedback is welcome so lmk what u think. :)

Part 1

Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, unprotected sex (no creampie tho), taking v-card, praise kink, dacryphilia (kinda) choking, biting, idk how to tag this but the hand cover mouth thing, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms. Nicknames: teddy bear, baby, and idiot (this is bakugo we're talking about, gotta throw an insult in somewhere)

Summary: you were separated from your childhood friends, just to be reunited with them again 11 years later. What was once an innocent childhood crush, resurfaced years later. You always knew that Katsuki treated you differently than everyone else, but what exactly did that mean?

Word Count: 6.2k

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The next morning you woke by the sun glaring thru the window. Still wrapped in Katsuki's arms. He was snoring quietly next to you and you thought it was cute. For just a second, the thought of kissing him invaded your brain. But you quickly waved away that ridiculous idea.

You'd never told Katsuki this, but when you were little kids, you used to have the biggest crush on him. That's why you followed him around with Izuku all the time. You'd thought that the years that had past would have been forgiving, but now you realized that the silly childhood crush still lingered.

You rolled over taking a look at the clock next to his bed. 7:13am it read. You immediately felt strong arms grip you by the waist, pulling you backwards. Katsuki was still sleeping, but even unconscious he wanted you close to him. Your back now flush with his chest, arm wrapped around your waist. Your face was dusted with a light shade of pink, not sure what to think about it. Nor what to do about it either. You felt his face nuzzle into the back of your neck, feeling the warmth coming from his nose on your skin. Still hearing his soft snores only inches away. You laid there, not daring to move out of his grip. Not that he'd let you even if you tried.

His alarm went off at exactly 7:45am. He reached over you to smack the clock and make it shut up before letting his arm fall back to your waist. He grunted in annoyance at having to wake up. You could tell he wasn't a morning person. He lifted himself up, putting his weight on his elbows. You didn't move just yet. You kept your eyes closed as he adjusted himself, not wanting him to see that you were still blushing from his unconscious actions. He must have thought you were still asleep, because the way he moved your hair to study your 'sleeping' face, was something you didn't think he'd ever do if you were conscious. You heard a deeply pained sigh come from him as he watched you. "I'm no good for you, teddy bear" he said in a whisper so quiet you almost didn't hear him. What was he saying? He surley wouldn't have said something like that if he knew you were listening. What did it mean?

It took everything in you not to react to his words. Instead, you decided to fake it. Pretend like you'd just woken up. Act like you didn't hear a thing. You stretched your arms and rolled over, turning to meet his gaze. "Morning." He said to you in the deepest tone you'd ever heard come out of him. His voice was dark and raspy. The sound sending goose bumps along your back. You did your best to hide your face with the blanket and the sleeves of your hoodie that you still wore. "morning" you replied. He reached to you, pushing the blanket and some of your hair out of the way as his eyes glazed over the still prominent bruise on your face, and then back to your eyes. "You wanna tell me who did this?" You looked away. You didn't want to tell him. But at the same time you wanted to tell him everything. He could tell you were conflicted on how to answer, so he asked you a simpler question. One that could be answered with just a yes or no. "Was it your dad?" He spoke softer. You hesitated, but then reluctantly nodded your head. Still avoiding his eyes. Rage filled him and his jaw clenched. "I'll kill that fucking bastard." He mumbled so quietly under his breath. It was silent for a moment, before you spoke. "Thank you for letting me stay last night. I feel a lot better." You commented nervously. All he could do was nod in reassurance.

There was a knock on the door, slight panic filled both you and Katsuki. Not wanting anyone to see you in bed together, knowing exactly how it looks. But before either of you said anything, the person spoke thru the door. It was Kirishima. "Bakugo, Mr. Aizawa said that we're training at ground beta today so we need to grab our hero suits and meet him there for class." You and Bakugo looked at each other. "Okay" he yelled back thru the door, leaving no further responses. You were relieved when you heard his footsteps fade. But knowing that other people were awake meant you had to figure out how to get to your room without being seen.

Without saying anything, Katsuki rolled himself out of bed. "I'll go out there and I'll let you know if it's clear." He spoke, slipping on a pair of grey house shoes. He opened his door and walked out into the hallway, a few seconds later he stuck his arm thru the the door and signaled a "come" motion. You knew it was safe to leave his room without being seen. Or at least you thought.

The second you stepped out into the hallway, shouji walked out of his room 2 doors over. You and Bakugo froze. Shoujis eyes darted between the two of you, and then you saw him do a zipper motion over his mouth before throwing his hands up in defense and walking away. You didn't realize you were holding your breath until you finally let it go.

You quickly made your way to your room, making sure that no one else could tell that you came from kacchan's, and hoping shouji would actually keep his mouth shut. You waited until all of the other girls were out of the washroom before taking your shower so you could avoid the questions about your bruises. And in that moment you were greatful that you designed your hero costume covering most of your body. You took your shower, brushed your teeth, and did your best to cover up the marks on your face with makeup. Everyone met in the common area before walking to school. Usually you walked with Izuku. Mostly to spend time catching up with him, but also because Kacchan always seemed to prefer being alone in the morning. He would put his ear buds in and ignore everyone, walking by himself. But today, he stayed close to you. You didn't mind, you were happy about it actually. You just weren't sure why his behavior changed. The two of you walked a few feet behind the rest of the group, and he handed you one of his ear buds. You silently accepted and stuck one in your ear. An older song by one of your favorite bands played. You didn't expect him to listen to music like this, but you were pleasantly surprised.

The two of you were silent the whole way to school, but it was a comfortable silence.

Once you got there, you handed Kacchan his ear bud and you parted directions. The group filed into the classroom, everyone grabbing their costumes from a numbered slot before changing into them and heading to ground beta. Mina and Uraraka were talking to you, saying they were excited to see your hero costume since this would be the first time you'd be using it since arriving at U.A.

It was a black skin tight body suit with thick curved purple lines tracing the sides. The suit came up to your neck like a halter top with a chest window and an open back. It cut off at your shoulders, but you had long purple gloves that reached to your under arm, exposing only the shoulders. The legs had slits running the outer sides of your thighs to your ankles, being held together by thick purple stitching, exposing little skin. You liked your hero suit. At first you weren't a fan of how tight it was, showing off the shape of your entire body. But you knew it was best for your agility so nothing would get in the way. And you'd grown accustomed to the tight fit over the past year. You slipped on your plain black boots with a slight heel, and the black mask that was molded to your face around your eyes. You'd added a support item to your boots that let you jump a lot higher then normal. Because your quirk wasn't the best for combat, you had to focus a lot on being fast and flexible.

You'd made your way to ground beta with the rest of the class, and it was your first time in one of U.A.'s training grounds. The group stood in front of Mr. Aizawa as he explained today's training activity. You could feel a few pairs of eyes on you. One was definitely Kaminari. You knew this because you heard kirishima smack him in the back of the head and told him to stop staring. but more importantly, Katsuki's eyes were on you too. His eyes glazed your tight fitted suit, the way it hugged your curves. Not leaving very much to the imagination. You'd definitely grown up, he thought to himself, feeling a lump in his throat. He forced himself to look away, doing his best to pay attention to Aizawa.

"Today I'll pair you up in brackets and we'll be doing some basic combat training. We've done this many times so you all should be familiar with how this works. But I'll explain it for our newest student" he motioned to you. "Essentially. You will be assigned to another student at random. The two of you will fight. Win by pinning down your partner for a total of 5 seconds, or render them immobile. Winners fight winners, losers fight losers. I'll be watching and taking notes. Afterwards I'll discuss with you all individually where you've improved from last time and what you still need to work on."

This seemed easy enough. It was just basic combat training which you'd gotten pretty good at. "The brackets are on that screen behind you and you can check there to see who you'll be fighting next." The whole class looked at the brackets to see who their first match would be. Yours was... Ugh, Mineta??

You didn't like him very much, but you were at least glad that it'd be pretty easy to take him.

A few other people went before you. Winners being Mina, Sero, Todoroki, and Jiro. You and Mineta we're up next. He started throwing his purple balls at you, trying to stick you to the floor. But you were too fast and doged them all. It took you only a minute to pin him down and win. Your name was moved up on the bracket. You sat back and watched the other matches play out. Kacchan was up against Tokoyami. You weren't sure how this would play out because dark shadow seemed very powerful. When the buzzer went off, dark shadow rose from Tokoyami's back, going in for an attack. Kacchan immediately fired off an explosion. Dark show shreeks backwards, and Bakugo just kept throwing more blows. Dark shadow seemed to be weekend by the bright light and you immediately saw how this fight would end. Bakugo was yelling and screaming the whole time. You heard "YOU COULD NEVER BEAT ME, BIRD BRAIN!" come from Kacchan as he pumbled dark shadow with light from his explosions. The fight was over pretty quickly, bakugo clearly coming out on top.

You checked the board, and realized Kacchan would be the person you fought next. Oh boy.

Everyone finished their first round of brackets, taking a break and getting some water.

When it was time for your fight with Kacchan, you felt a little nervous. Trying to strategize in your head.

If you get close enough to touch his gauntlets, you might be able to control their movements. The two of you stood in the ring, waiting for the start buzzer. "Don't worry teddy bear, I'll go easy on you" and with that, the buzzer went off. His words caught you off guard. That was the same thing he called you this morning. Did he know you were awake? Did he say that just now on purpose to distract you? And then you realized that you actually were infact distracted.

Once you came away from your thoughts, Katsuki was already running twords you. "Shit" you whispered to yourself. You quickly jumped right as he was about to make impact. Katsuki turned quickly to wear you'd landed. "So you have springs in those boots huh?" He said loud enough for you to hear, cockyness in his voice. "Just makes a better challenge for me." He wasn't yelling at you like he was tokoyami, but he had the same tone when he spoke. You could tell that he was really into fighting.

He blasted himself off the ground, doing a flip mid air to land a blow before you could get out of the way. The explosion blew you back a few feet, but you managed to keep your footing somehow. The two of you went back and forth for a few minutes, him trying to hit you with an explosion and you doing your best to dodge. He didn't seem to be as aggressive as he was in his last fight. Maybe he was going easy on you. But you had no time to think about it.

He did another flip to get close to you, landing on his feet right in front of you for a close combat blow. You managed to slip between his legs before the blast, touching the inside of one of his gauntlets on your way thru. "YES!" you yelled. You'd finally got close enough to use your quirk. Standing up a few feet away from him, you lifted him in the air with the gauntlet you'd touched. You slammed him on the ground a few time, and he tried his best to blast in your direction with his free arm. You'd left a few good scratches on him for sure. Then he managed to slip off the gauntlet that you'd touched, making him fall to the ground. The gauntlet still flouting above him. "Fuck!" You thought. You threw his gauntlet off to the side, it no longer being of any use to you. "That's a cute trick, but play time is over!" He spoke from a few feet away.

He charged at you again, making sure to hit you with consistent long distance blows so you couldn't get away. Before long you felt him tackle you, pinning your entire body to the concrete. You struggled and squirmed beneath him. You made eye contact and you stopped moving. His breathing was heavy and so was yours. He had positioned himself in such a fashion to have your arms pinned above your head, and his knees rested on your things to keep you in place. His entire body weight was on you and you definitely weren't going anywhere. His stare lingered for a few long seconds. Both of you breathing in each other's air because of how close you were. His eyes never leaving yours. It was an intense moment that felt like it lasted ages.

But soon, the ending buzzer went off and your attention on each other was broken. Kacchan climbed off of you, and held out his hand to help you up. It felt a little awkward and both of you avoided the other ones eyes. You walked off to the side to get some water and bandage up any scratches. At least now you had a believable excuse for the bruise on your body.

Eventually the brackets were finished and class was over. Kacchan came 1st which wasn't surprising to you. You ended up in 5th place which you thought was pretty good. You and Kacchan didn't speak, or even look at each other for the rest of the day. Everyone made their way back to the dorms and for most of the night you were in your room.

You'd decide not to go to Kacchan's room that night like you usually did. You were still thinking about the way he stared at you when being pinned to the ground. You thought it best to give it some time.

Around 10, you were coming back to your room from a shower. On your way to the elevator you passed the common area where you saw Izuku and Kacchan being scolded by Aizawa. Iida was coming from the boys showers too, the two of you met at the elevator, waiting for it to reach your floor. "What's going on over there?" You asked in a low whisper.

"I imagine the two of them were caught fighting on school grounds again. It's a common occurrence with those two." You glanced over in their direction. Your eyes happened to meet Kacchan's. He didn't seem to be in a good mood. "What do you think they were fighting about?" You turned back to Iida. "Knowing them? It could be any number of things." You signed, not having anything else to say.

You made it up to your room where you finished drying your hair and got into something comfortable. A pair of small shorts that barely covered much and a t-shirt that was much too big for you. You shut off your light and sat in your bed, scrolling thru your phone for maybe 20 minutes. The only light in your room coming from the moon shining thru the window. There was a knock on your door. "Coming." You set your phone on the night stand and stood from your bed.

You opened your door, and you saw Kacchan standing there with his hand stuffed in his pockets. It surprised you. You weren't expecting him to be at your door. His head lifted and your eyes met. "Kacchan, what are you-" he cut you off. "You didn't come to my room tonight." There wasn't much emotion on his face but he sounded... Upset? "Well I... figured you might want some space." You hesitated, fidgeting with the end of your shirt. "Why would I want space from you?" He let himself into the room, not needing your permission. "Well I'm...I... I don't know" you stuttered, closing the door.

He walked along the side of your dresser where you'd kept various little items that you've collected over the years. His eyes glazed over your belongings before one thing in particular caught his attention. He picked up a small grey rock. When he turned it over, he saw those familiar shiny purple crystals. A small smile grew on his face. "You still have this?" You switched on the lamp next to your bed and looked up to see what he was holding. The gift he'd given you as children. The last day you'd seen each other. "Of course I kept it. It's my favorite thing that I own."

"your favorite?" He raised an eyebrow. You nodded to him. "Why is it your favorite?" You walked closer to him, taking it out of his hand. "well, I learned that it's called an amethyst geode. They are apparently very valuable." You looked down at the object. "And I think it's beautiful when the light catches it just right." You turned the geode towards the light until the crystals inside reflected it, demonstrating what you meant. "But most importantly. My favorite person gave it to me as a gift. And for that, I've cherished it ever since." You placed the geode back where he had picked it up from.

His eyes went to the floor. You couldn't see it but his face turned pink. "Your favorite person, huh?" You stayed quiet and continued to fidget with your shirt. He sighed, and then he pulled something out of his pocket.

"I found this in your yard the same day I gave you that. I wanted to give it back to you, but I never got the chance." He handed you a tiny panda squishy toy. Your eyes widened. "Oh my God I thought I lost this, you had it this whole time?" You grabbed it out of his hands he nodded and moved his hand to the back of his neck nervously. "I've kept it in my pocket almost every day since then ya know" he laughed. "Really? Why did you keep it for so long?" He stuffed both his hands back in his pockets and shrugged. "I don't know. I guess... It just reminded me of when life was a lot simpler and everything made sense. being a kid was easy." He turned and leaned his back against the dresser. "Yeah, being a kid was definitely a lot easier." You sighed, taking the toy over to your desk and putting it in your drawer. Kacchan pushed himself up from his leaning position and followed you. You didn't notice him so close behind you until you turned around and he was only inches away. It made you flinch.

His expression looked pained. Like there were a million things he wanted to say, but couldn't find the right words to say it. You heard a deep sigh, and the next thing you knew, Kacchan was resting his head on your shoulder. Having to lean forward because of the height difference.

"are you okay, Kacchan?" His head turned into your neck, still resting on your shoulder. "No...I don't think so." His voice was soft. It made you worry. Your hand came up to rest on his hair, stroking it gently. "What's wrong?" He stayed silent. You didn't say anything for a few minutes either.

"was it your fight with Izuku?" He laughed. "Deku? No, it has nothing to do with that damn nerd." his comment made you laugh. "You still call him that?"

A few more moments of silence went by, him just leaning on you for comfort. "Talk to me, what is it?" He sighed again. "Everything just feels so...complicated, and confusing." He paused. You felt his hand grab your free one and lift it into his line of vision. He interlocked his fingers with yours and he spoke again. "You're the only thing that makes sense, y/n..." Your face turned red. "Me?" You questioned him. He fidgeted with the tips of your fingers. "You just have this kind of energy about you. I don't know what it is, but you make me feel calm. You make things feel easy. Even when we were kids. I didn't realize it until you came back." He paused, letting out a deep breath. "You keep me grounded, I guess."

It made sense to you now why he seemed so irritated and angry all the time around everyone else. But he was always calm and gentle with you. He never has been good at dealing with his emotions. His face nuzzled into your neck slightly. "I'm worried that I'll hurt you if I get too attached... I'm not good for you."

"Kacchan, i-" you paused trying to find the right words. You wanted to tell him how you felt, but you couldn't get it out. He lifted his head and your eyes met. It felt like the same level of intensity from earlier. Your words caught in your throat and you couldn't speak.

The two of you stood in silence for a few long seconds. Then suddenly he leaned in to kiss you. It was gentle.

You didn't know how to react. He pulled away from you, leaning his forehead against yours. You still couldn't speak. He thought this meant that he'd done something wrong. He stepped away from you. "I'm sorry y/n, I shouldn't have-" his words were cut off by you grabbing his face and kissing him the same way he kissed you. You pulled away from him, eyes meeting again. "You won't hurt me, Kacchan." He'd never opened up to you like that before, and you didn't want him to feel like it was wrong to do so.

Nothing else was said for a while. His expression was soft and he leaned in to hug you. His head was buried in your neck, arms around your waist. You petted his hair comfortingly and you stayed that way for a long time. You could feel the gentle hum of his heartbeat against your chest.

"you should stay." You whispered to him. He pulled away from the hug and smirked at you. "Do you really think that's a good idea, teddy bear?" You blushed at the nickname. "Why not?" You questioned. You stayed in his room the night before, so you didn't see a problem with it. "Yesterday we-" he interrupted you. "yesterday, you were upset" the back of his hand grazed your cheek the same way it did when he wiped away your tears.

He got closer to you. "We're not kids anymore y/n, there's no more innocent sleepovers." He leaned his head down to your ear, moving one hand to grip your waist. Pushing you a few inches to the wall behind you. "I'm not sure I could keep my hands to myself if I stayed the night with you again." Your breath hitched. His breath hovered over your ear and trailed your neck. Your body tensed up. His hand slipped under your shirt, still resting on your waist. "Relax" he whispered in your ear again. "If you want me to stop, I will." He kissed your jaw softly. His hand moving up a little, pressing his body a little closer to yours. "Do you want me to stop?" He said while laying a soft kiss on the skin of your neck. It made you melt and relax into his touch. "N-no" your face was bright red, and you hoped he couldn't see it in the dim lighting. He smirked into your neck and kissed it again.

"if I'm being honest y/n, I've been thinking about this for awhile since you came back." He spoke in-between kisses. His other hand trailed the outside of your thigh, playing with the waist band of your shorts. "You h-have?" You did your best to focus on his words but his hands and lips were making it difficult. "Mhm" he hummed, lifting his head to kiss your lips. His hand reached around and gripped your ass. It made you gasp into his mouth, and he used this opportunity to slip his tongue in.

His tongue swirled around yours, making them very familiar with one another. He pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting you two at the mouth. Your heart was racing, and your face was as red as a tomato.

There was a heat growing in your stomach and you squeezed your legs together. "Do you still want me to stay?" His face was only inches from yours. All you could do was nod in response, biting your lip in the process. He took a few short steps to your bedside, turning off the lamp. You followed close behind him. He turned and pulled you into a kiss once again, your legs against the edge of your bed. He wrapped his arm around your back and leaned forward, forcing you to fall into the mattress with him. He held himself above you, bracing his weight with his arms on either side of your head.

He started kissing your neck again, and his hands began to roam. "Kacchan, I've never-" you cut yourself off, not knowing how to word it. "I'll be gentle" he whispered, kissing your collarbone. His hands grazed your skin, lifting your shirt above your breasts, exposing them. He took one in his hand, squeezing it gently. And the other in his mouth, coating your nipple with his saliva. He traced circles with his tongue and sucked. Repeating this pattern a few times. Your legs tried to close but his body was in the way, making your knees squeeze his hips.

The hand that was on your breast traveled to the waistband of your shorts once again. He started to reach his hand inside but you grabbed his wrist and stopped him. He looked up at you. "What if somebody hears us?" He smirked. "I guess I'll just have to keep you quiet then." His voice was low. You let go of his hand and he slowly slipped it inside your shorts. His fingers settled into your wet folds, making you whimper quietly. "Can you do that for me baby? Can you stay quiet?" He whispered and started kissing your neck again. The words wouldn't come out of your mouth, but your hand ran thru his hair and the other gripped his upper arm. Feeling his muscles flex when he moved.

Two fingers went inside you without warning and you moaned into his ear. "shhhhh" he said comfortingly while slowly moving his fingers in and out of you. You tried your best to hold in your moans but it just felt so good.

He pulled his hand out of your shorts, sticking those same two fingers in his mouth so he could taste you. "You taste so good baby" he cooed in your ear. He wanted more. His lips trailed your neck, your collarbone, in-between your breasts, your stomach, and your pelvis. He grabbed your waist band and you lifted your hips, making it easier for him to take them off. He put his hands on your knees and spread them open, sinking his head between them. His tongue poked and prodded at your sensitive bud. You were making small noises, still trying desperately not to be too loud.

He ran circles around it, in and out of your folds, sucking on your clit like a pacifier. It was becoming too much. Any more of this and you wouldn't be able to hold back. You pulled your shirt up over your mouth and clenched your hand on top of it, trapping any possible noises inside. You grabbed a fist full of his hair, tugging on it. He grunted into your skin, one of his hands reached to grab your breast and squeeze it as he continued to eat you out. You were coming close to your climax and your legs started to close around his head but he forced them open with his hands, not letting them. A noise slipped thru your hand, a little louder then you wanted it to be but it didn't matter. You started squirming under him, your grip on his hair getting tighter. He let your legs close around him and squeeze his head but he didn't stop until you had calmed down. You removed your hand from covering your mouth, your breathing heavy. "Wow...you're r-really good at that" you said in between the deep breaths. He smirked and kissed you again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

He grabbed your waist and flipped you over. You yelped at the sudden movement. He kissed the back of your shoulder and he grabbed your hips to lift them up. You heard the sound of his sweat pants being pulled down. "You'll go slow, right?" He kissed the edge of your ear. "Of course, teddy bear"

You felt the tip of his dick drag against your wet folds before he pushed it in slowly. You cried out at the feeling of your walls stretching for him. "Oh fuck-" he groaned. He pushed it as deep as he could, giving you the time to get used to it and adjust. "Are you okay?" He kissed your shoulder again. "Mhm" you whimpered. He slowly pulled out of you and then pushed it back in again. His hand grabbed yours, fingers interlocking and you both fisted the sheets together. He was stretching you out with his entire length, the pain causing tears to form in your eyes. "Kacchan it's t-too much" his arms wrapped around your torso and pulled you up so your shoulders were against his chest, your back still arched. "You can take it, you're doing so good" his hand wrapped around the front of your neck and squeezed while he kissed your shoulder. Moving in and out of u and at a medium tempo.

He started to speed up and your cries became a little louder. His hand covered your mouth, the other still choking you. "I know it feels good but you have to stay quiet, remember?" He bit down on the soft skin of your shoulder. Your moans were caught in his palm as he started to pound into you. "Fuck- you feel so good" he felt your walls tighten around him and he was getting close. He let go of your mouth and throat, making you fall forward, unable to hold yourself up. He had a tight grip on your hips now, pulling you back against him while he thrusted into you.

You buried your face in the mattress, trying to muffle the uncontrollable sounds. "Ugh fuck Kacchan" you let out in a whimper as you reached your high. The sound of your voice almost made him cum on the spot but he pulled out just in time, unloading himself on your back. "Holy fuck-" he breathed out, coming down from his own high. Both of you didn't move, trying desperately to catch your breath.

"I think I made a mess" he laughed. You giggled at his comment. "Use the towel over on the chair, I'll put it in the wash tomorrow." He stood from the bed, pulling his sweatpants back up and grabbing the towel, cleaning you up. "Okay, all done." You rolled over onto your back, pulling your shirt back down but not bothering to grab your shorts. Your bed was a lot bigger than his, plenty of room for two people. But when he climbed in he left just as much space as he did when you were in his. Absolutely none.

You felt his arm wrap around your waist and his other slip under your head, turning his bicep into your pillow. He pulled you as close to his body as possible, as if he were afraid to let you go. You could tell by the things he said earlier that he had a hard time trusting. Mostly himself, it seemed. Afraid of hurting people and losing them. Losing you. But u silently swore to yourself that no matter what happened, you'd stay. For him.

The next morning, you awoke to the sound of your phone. Two text notifications. Kacchan was still sound asleep, snoring into a bundle of your hair. You tried to reach behind him to grab your phone off the nightstand, struggling bc of the tight grip he still had on you. You somehow managed to get it, without waking him up. There was two texts from Mina, whose room was right next door to yours.

"ayo

Did you and Bakugo fuck last night?!?👀"

You panicked, someone did hear you. But maybe it was only Mina. You hoped to god it was.

"OMG MINA!😧

Please do not tell ANYONE😭"

You eagerly waited for her to reply.

"well........it might be a little late for that😬👉👈"

Your eyes went wide and you gasped. You felt Kacchan shift behind you but thankfully you didn't wake him up.

"omg Mina! WHO DID YOU TELL???"

"I texted Uraraka and Momo...and I think she told hagakure.

And I also may have asked kirishima about it..."

"YOU TOLD KIRISHIMA?!?"

"He's bakugo's best friend I'd figured he'd know if there was something going on between the two of you...😶

But when I asked he had no idea

I don't think anyone else knows"

Oh if she knew how wrong she was.

Later that morning, when you and Kacchan went down to the common area, meeting everyone before class, the entire room stopped and stared at you. Both of you. You flushed under their gaze, feeling extremely embarrassed. Katsuki's eyes darted between a few of the students. He sighed. "I don't wanna hear a DAMN WORD from ANY OF YOU!" He yelled. And with that everyone's eyes went away from the two of you, probably scared of what Kacchan might do if they hassled either of you about it.

After that, Kacchan walked with you to school everyday, sharing his earbud with you. You spent most nights in each other's rooms, not all of them being very innocent. And he continued to yell at anyone who would bring it up or ask questions. Of course, you told your girls about it, but they were the only ones who really knew what was going on.

Over time Katsuki became more comfortable with affection outside of yours or his room. He'd hold your hand sometimes on the way to school and stopped yelling at people so much when you'd tell him "be nice."

You really did seem to calm the chaotic rage inside him and that made you happy.

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ATTENTION!!!

My friend and I have decided to collab and a sequel series for this fic!

Here it is! :)

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ᕱ⑅ᕱ- Since we just released part one of Secrets, I figured I'd go ahead and reblong the original story on our page so you guys have access to it<3

You're the Only Thing That Makes Sense - Part 1

Bakugo x f!Reader

A/N: Hey guys 👋 I'm not sure exactly how many parts this one will be, but definitely more then 2. BUT Part two will be coming VERY soon, it's already almost done :) feedback is always welcome and I hope you enjoy ❤️

Warnings⚠️: there is no NSFW content in this chapter, but will be later one. There are depictions of physical abuse as well as abandonment.

Word Count: 5.1k

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"Look at this, he wrote the last part of his name as deku" Katsuki taunted. "Woah, you can read that?" One of the other boys asked. "Obviously." he said with a cocky tone in his voice and the other boys laughed. "Deku. That must be what you call a helpless loser who's completely useless." Tears started to form in Izuku's eyes. "Why are you being so mean Kacchan?" He whined. Katsuki walked over to Izuku and pushed him over onto the ground. sparks started to form in his palms. "Because you're-" his words were cut off by you running over. "Kacchan!" You yelled. He stopped and glanced over at you with a confused look on his face. You ran up to the two of them, Izuku on his back in tears and Katsuki ready to strike. "Stop Kacchan, you're gonna hurt him." You reached your hand out to Izuku and helped him up as he coward behind you. "Get out of the way y/n." Katsuki stepped closer to you. "No Kacchan! Leave Zuku alone!" His upper lip twitched in irritation, eyes enraged. But then his expression relaxed. "Fine! Whatever." He grunted, turning to the other boys and walking away. Stuffing his hands in hit pockets as he left.

You, Katsuki, and Izuku were all really good friends. Well, the two of them didn't get along, but you were close with them both. Your mother was close with Izuku's, and you lived next door to Katsuki. Kacchan was always mean to Izuku and you never really understood why, but you felt bad for him. Kacchan was never mean to you tho. When you were around everyone else he wouldn't give you much attention. Probably because you were always trying to protect Izuku. But when the two of you played alone he was always really nice to you. Since the two of you lived next door to each other, you would play together a lot in the back yard since there was no fencing dividing the homes. But when the other boys were around he acted a little differently and it was really confusing to you.

One day, around sunset, Kacchan was walking home from the playground by himself. As he got closer to his house, he noticed you sitting on the steps of your front porch, crying. He looked up to the window and the silhouettes of your parents screaming at each other caught his attention. As he got close, the sounds of screaming and cussing became more and more apparent. He walked up to your porch, where you were sitting. His shadow over you catching your attention, forcing you to pull your head up from being buried in your knees. "K-kacchan?" You spoke quietly thru your tears. "Are they fighting again?" His voice was soft and quiet. Something you rarely heard from him. You nodded your head in silence, lowering it to rest your chin on ur knees. Wiping away some of the tears just for more to fill your eyes. You sniffled and fidgeted with your thumbs. There was a few seconds of silence before you heard him rummaging through his pockets. He pulled out a small round object and handed it to you. It was a smooth light grey rock. When you turned it over you saw shiny purple crystals on the inside. "I found it in the woods this morning." He said, stuffing his hands back in his pockets. "I thought you would like it because it's shiny and your favorite color is purple..." His words trailed off very quietly. You looked up at him, old tears still welled in your eyes, but stopped from creating new ones. You sprung up and wrapped your arms around his neck. Pulling him into a tight hug. It happened so fast that he didn't know how to react. "thank you Kacchan." You whined, face buried in the crook of his neck with your eyes shut tight. You sniffled again and his tense form relaxed, no longer shocked by the sudden contact. He wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. Trying his best to comfort you. Something that was not his strong suit.

You stayed that way for a few long seconds, before your front door was thrown open. Making a very loud noise as it hit the wall. You broke away from your hug with Katsuki. Both of you looking over to the loud noise. Your mother was stomping out of the house with two bags in her possession, and a jacket dropped over her arm. "Mama?" You said quietly as she walked right past you. Paying no attention and ignoring your presence. You and Kacchan watched as she walked to the car in the driveway, put her bags in the back seat and got it the drivers side. Neither of you quite understood what was happening, but you started crying again as she drove away. Your father stepped into the doorway. "Y/n, get inside." You looked at your father, tears streaming down your face. "NOW!" He commanded, and it made you flinch. Katsuki noticed this, he wanted to keep you from leaving but didn't know how.

He watched you walk thru the door, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't concerned. Before long, the door was slammed shut and Katsuki was left alone on your front steps. He sighed, before turning around and heading to his house next door. As he walked down your sidewalk, he saw one of your mochi Squishy toys in the grass. He picked it up, it was a panda. Your favorite one. He put it in his pocket so it wouldn't get lost, planning on giving it back to you tomorrow.

But he didn't see you the next day. Or the day after that. And still didn't for months to come. He kept your panda squishy in his pocket everyday, waiting to give it back to you. But that day never came.

After months of neither of you seeing or talking to each other. There was one day where he was walking home by himself from the playground. Like he did pretty much everyday. His hands were in his pockets, fidgeting with your toy that he kept with him. He walked past your house, and your presence in the window caught his attention. You were playing with some toy on the window sill. You looked sad. He caught your attention too, and your eyes met. He waved at you with a weak smile on his face. And you lifted your head and waved back to him. He noticed a mark along your cheek, and almost immediately after, you flinched and you ran away from the window. His weak smile turned into a frown. And he continued to walk back to his house. A few more weeks went by of nothing. Not even a wave from the window. And then one day he saw a big moving truck in your driveway. He sat in his window and watched as your father put boxes and furniture into the truck all day. And the next morning the truck was gone, and so were you.

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11 years later

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Katsuki sat in class mostly not paying attention and just fidgeting with his pencil.

It was almost the end of class when Aizawa gave the students some news. "you guys are getting a new classmate on Monday. She's transferring from the National Hero Academy in America. She'll be moving into the dorms tonight." The class lit up at the idea of a new student, especially the girls. And Mineta. But Katsuki couldn't really care less "We don't usually get a lot of transfers in the middle of the year so I expect all of you to be on your best behavior and don't cause any trouble this weekend while she's settling in." Aizawa grabbed a few of his things before heading to the door. "Class dismissed."

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A few hours later

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You stepped out of the cab in front of a big brown building that read "1-A Alliance." The cab driver helped take some of your bags out of the trunk, and you thanked him as he drove away. You used your quirk to make your luggage follow you as you walked up to the front of the building. There was a man standing there waiting for you. "You must be Mr. Aizawa." You reached out your hand and he shook it. "Let me show you to your room and introduce you to the other students." He turned and walked into the building and you followed. You walked into the common area where there were a big group of kids located. A couple of guys were on the couch, including someone with multiple arms. 2 girls were on the floor, one of them had pink skin and the other seemed to be invisible. They were playing some card game. There was a short one with purple...hair? Standing a few feet away from you just staring and drooling. And finally, a blonde guy with his back turned to you leaning against the counter on his phone. Your presence caught everyones attention accept the guy on him. They all looked at you and Aizawa spoke. "Everyone, this is F/N L/N. She's your new classmate." Everyone came up to meet you and that's what held your focus. But when Katsuki heard that name he froze. Eyes wide. He turned his head to look at the person Aizawa had introduced. "...Y/N?" Katsuki called almost too quiet for you to hear. The sound of your name caught your attention. You glanced over to the direction you heard it from. The blonde man who had his back turned to you was now facing you, shock on his face. Your eyes lit up. Excitement filled your chest and you ran over to him as fast as you could. "KACCHAN?!" You basically yelled. Throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight hug. And just like he did before, he froze, shocked at the sudden contact and didn't hug you back. Katsuki noticed everyone staring, jaws dropped. He didn't like the attention. He grabbed your waist and slowly pushed you off of him. You were a little confused why he wasn't accepting your hug after being apart for so long. But you were still excited to see him. You were about to speak when Aizawa chimed in. "let me show you to your room and you can get to know everyone later." You were a little disappointed but you understood. You gave Katsuki a soft look and said "catch up later?" as your hand touched his arm. He was still very much in shock tho he only showed it a little bit. But he nodded to you and watched as Aizawa led you down the hall and into the elevator.

The second you were out of sight, Mineta and Kaminari bombarded Katsuki. "What the hell man, you know her??" Kaminari started. "You can't just steal all the hot babes from us bakugo!" Mineta added on. Katsuki yelled. "WOULD YOU TWO SHUT IT! ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Hagakure whispered something to Mina. "I've never seen him not get angry when someone touches him and or gets close to him." "Ikr! Who is she? They seemed to already know each other" Mina whispered back. "Maybe they knew each other as kids? She called him the same nick name that Midoriya does." Hagakure pointed out. "Oh my God yeah your right. That's gotta be it." Mineta and Kaminari were still getting on his ass about who you were, and it was really getting on his nerves so he went up to his room. Leaving them all alone in the common area.

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Once you finished setting up your room it was pretty late. You went down stairs to grab something to eat. You figured most of the other students were already in bed. When you got downstairs you saw one of the boys sitting at the counter typing on a laptop. He had red spiky hair and when he opened his mouth to yawn you noticed his really sharp teeth. He wasn't downstairs with the rest of them Earlier, so you decided to introduce yourself. "Hi" you said as you opened the fridge door. He lifted his head to look at you. "Oh hi, you must be the new student from America." You grabbed what looked like a paper box of meat buns out of the fridge. "Yeah, I'm Y/N" You lifted the box and raised your brow, asking if he wanted one. He nodded before speaking again. "I'm kirishima." You took three buns and put them on a plate before putting them in the microwave. Just in case he wanted two. As you waited for the food, you leaned on the counter in front of him. "So is everybody else in bed already?" You questioned. "Yeah I think so. I know jiro is still up cuz I could hear her music on the way down here. And I think bakugo's awake too." Your face lit up. "Kacchan's awake?" You stood up straight excitedly. "Huh that's funny. You call him the same nickname Midoriya does. You guys know each other as kids?" You got even more excited. "Izuku's here too??" He nodded and you heard the microwave beep. "Yeah we all knew each other as kids but I moved away when we were really young. I haven't spoken to either of them since. I didn't know they went to school at U.A. until I saw Kacchan earlier when I first arrived." You pulled the plate out of the microwave and set it in front of him. He grabbed one and took a bite. "Was he always so angry?" He laughed. "Angry?" You questioned. Kirishima looked at you a little confused. "I mean, he did bully Izuku quite a bit. But he never seemed angry. Just overly confident" you joked. "Well I don't know what happened since then but hes got some major anger issues." A frown fell on your face. "Where's his room?" You asked kirishima. "4th floor, third one down on the right side." He took another bite of his meat bun. "Oh! That's right across from mine!" You grabbed the plate that still had two meat buns on it. "Thank you kirishima, you seem nice." He smiled at you, mouth full of food. "Goodnight" you said as you walked twords the elevator.

You found yourself in front of Katsuki's door. You could hear music playing, tho not very loud. For whatever reason you felt a little nervous. You haven't talked to him in so long, and he didn't seem all that pleased to see you earlier. But you knocked on the door anyway. You heard the music stop, and then some shuffling before the door opened. "What do you-" his words of annoyance were cut off when he saw it was you at his door. "Oh..." His shoulders relaxed. "I brought meat buns" you lifted the plate in your hands, holding the shrug in your shoulders for a few seconds. For just a moment you saw a hint of a smile on his face and he stepped aside to let you into his room. You walked past him and placed the plate on his desk, where it looked like he'd been working on his laptop. He closed the door behind you and walked in your direction, stuffing his hands in his pockets. You turned to him, a soft smile on your face. You slowly wrapped your arms around his waist, making sure not to startle him this time and pulled him into a hug. He did tense for just a second but then relaxed his body, wrapping his arms over your shoulders and resting his chin at the top of your head. "I really missed you, Kacchan." You spoke, nuzzling your face into his chest. He stroked the back of your head comfortingly. "I missed you too, idiot."

The nickname made you smile. Something he used to call you as kids that before you thought was really mean, but right now you realized how much you'd missed it. If only the rest of the class could see this, Katsuki thought. He already knew the reactions they would have. Mineta and Kaminari would be furious that he was hugging a girl and the rest of the class would just be in utter shock to not see him yelling and screaming. But you were none-the-wiser. You hadn't any idea how he'd changed over the years. how angry he'd become since you left. You kept him calm as a kid. Protected Izuku from his bullying and kept him grounded. If you'd stuck around then he might have ended up being a different person but there was really no way of knowing how things would have gone. Maybe he would have been the same and made you hate him if you stayed. These were all the things Katsuki was thinking. But reguardless, he was happy you were here.

You slowly pulled away from the hug, grabbing one of the meat buns and sat yourself at the end of his bed. He sat down in his desk chair, turning it twords you and grabbing his own bun.

"So what happened? The last time we spoke I mean." Katsuki questioned, taking a bite out of his meat bun. You sighed, remembering the last time you talked to him. You layed back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. "Well... as you probably figured out. My mom left that night. We never saw her again." Katsuki's expression went soft, but you didn't notice. Eyes still glued to the ceiling. "And how come you didn't come outside again after that?" You were quiet for a minute. Trying to think. "If I'm being honest, I really don't know the reason." You looked over to him, and he tilted his head in confusion, asking you to continue. You rolled over to your side, propping up your head on your elbow. "My dad wouldn't let me go out and play after that, and he wouldn't tell me why. He kept me locked up in the house until we eventually moved to America. There, I was only allowed to go to school and come home. So 'friends' weren't really a thing." You explained, taking a few bites out of your own bun. "What made you move back to Japan?" He said, finishing his bun and dusting off his fingers. You sat up, finishing your food as well. "I don't know that answer either. He doesn't tell me much. And he yells when I ask too many questions." You said with a calm voice, but it made Kacchan sad.

The two of you talked for a few hours, late into the night. Not even realizing the time until it was almost 3am. "It's getting late, I should probably go back to my room and get some sleep." You said, standing from his bed. "Okay" he nodded his head. You walked twords his door, he stood up and followed you. Opening the door before you could. He leaned on the door frame once you walked out into the hall. You turned to look at him before leaving. "Im really glad we got to catch up, Kacchan." You placed your hand on his chest, unaware of how your actions made him feel. The way you hugged him. The way you touched his arm earlier, and the way you touched him now. You weren't kids anymore. Not everything was as simple, or as innocent as it used to be. In your mind, you were just being friendly. You were always a touchy person because you lacked physical affection greatly as a child. But to him, they felt like gestured hints. Still, he would never do anything about it. He wasn't good for you. The person he'd become. He knew how damaged he was, and thought about how he didn't want to bring you into his mess. You were so kind. He was sure he'd only dim your light.

You took your hand off his chest after he gave you a weak smile. "Goodnight" you said to him in a soft voice, not wanting to wake any of you classmates. "Goodnight" he mimicked as you walked down the hall. He watched as you turned the corner, before closing his door. Sinking back into his now empty room.

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The next morning you woke up really late, probably because of your late night with Katsuki. You reached over to check your phone to find an empty notification bar. That wasn't surprising. You stretched, raising your arms high above your head as you heard a few crack noises coming from your back. You crawled yourself out of bed, slipping on your grey monster feet house shoes. One of many different kinds that you owned. You walked out of you room and you saw the girl who's room was next to yours do the same. She noticed you too. "Oh, hii!" She said all excited as she ran over to you. "we didn't get a chance to meet properly yesterday, I'm Mina Ashido." You smiled at her, she seemed really nice. "It's nice to meet you Mina" the two of you walked to the elevator together as she ranted about how happy she was to have another girl here, as the number of boys greatly outweighed the girls. "Too much testosterone in the air" she jokingly commented, which made you laugh.

Once the two of you made it to the common area, you noticed a similar green fluffy hair with his back turned to you. There was only one person you knew with hair like that. "Izuku!" You called, he turned to face you as you were immediately throwing him into a hug. Katsuki was on the other side of the room, he watched you intently when he saw you wrap you arms around Midoriya the same way you did to him yesterday. But his hug only lasted a few seconds, and the one you gave him was much longer. The thought made him smirk, tho no one in the room payed much attention.

"Y/N?" Izuku questioned softly. You pulled away from the hug quickly "what are you doing here?! Are you our new student?" He sounded confused but mostly excited. "Well duh!" You teased. "I was talking to kirishima last night when I came down to get some food and he mentioned that you were here. I couldn't wait to talk to you and catch up, it's been so long!" You added. The two of you talked for just a few minutes. And then you started officially introducing yourself to everyone. Getting their phone numbers and asking them about their quirks, them asking you about yours all the same.

There was a group gathered around you waiting for you to show them your quirk as you explained how it worked. Kacchan wasn't in the group, but he was still watching you from across the room. Your quirk hadn't manifested yet by the time you'd left, so he was definitely curious. "So it's like telekinesis?" Kaminari asked you, sounding really confused. "Mmmm kinda? Here, let me show you." You grabbed an apple out of the bowl next to you on the counter. "See this apple?" You held it in your hand and the group nodded. "I can make it levitate and move it around, just like telekinesis" you giggled, alluding to Deki's comment. As you said this, you opened your palm and the apple began to float. You waved back and forth, and around in a circle to demonstrate you could control its movements. The apple fell back into your hand and you put it back in the bowl. "BUT, I can also manipulate an object to make it move on its own." You said as you looked around the room for something to use. Finding a broom close by. You leaned to touch the broom that rested on the wall near her. After you touched it, you waved your hand once, and the broom began sweeping the floor all on its own as if it were alive. You heard everyone go "woah" you waved your hand again, and the broom went back to being motionless against the wall. "The only thing is that the object I want to manipulate has to be something I've touched before. But there's no time limit to it, even if I haven't touched that object in a few years, I could still manipulate it."

"That's such a cool quirk!" Uraraka praised. You smiled at her as a thank you.

Over the next two weeks or so you got adjusted pretty well at your new school. Mina was quickly becoming your best friend with her room being right next door to yours. And you got along quite well with kirishima too. You'd figured out that he had a crush on Mina. By the way you caught him looking at her and always being flustered when she was around him. You thought it was so adorable and you desperately tried to set them up together without either of them knowing you were behind it. You also heard rumors from the other girls that Uraraka liked Midoriya, tho she would get flustered and completely deny it anytime it was brought up. And you could definitely tell that Izuku liked her back. There was so many things like that happening between the students in the class and you loved it. You loved the typical highschool girl gossip that you saw in the movies. You'd never had any friends while you were in America, and when you were little you would only hang out with the boys in your neighborhood. You were grateful for the new friends you'd made and the memories you were making.

It didn't take you long to understand what Kirishima meant when he told you that Bakugo had some angry issues. You weren't sure why he was yelling all the time. But he seemed to be so calm when you spent time with him in his room late at night. You'd assumed that it was the same as when you were kids. He'd act differently around a group of people then he did around you alone. You'd frequent trips to his room at night. Always bringing late night snacks for the two of you to share. And after a short time, Katsuki found himself looking forward to your knocks on his door.

But there was one night, the night where mostly everyone had come back to the dorms from spending the holidays back home with family. Only a few students had returned that night. You and Bakugo being two of them. You'd come back very very late compared to everyone else, walking thru the door at almost midnight. When you got there, you immediately went to Katsuki's room. He heard your familiar knock, springing to open the door with a big smile on his face, only to see you at his door with tears in your eyes. The smile fell from his face immediately. and just after, you'd jumped into his arms, desperately needing a hug. He flinched, hesitated for a second before wrapping his arms around you. He was confused. He didn't know what you were upset about. He glanced down at you with your face buried in his chest. He closed the door before placing his hand underneath your chin, forcing your head up to look at him. He saw the tears welled in your eyes, you had a cut on your lip, and a bruise across your face. You refused to meet his gaze, too ashamed. His eyes darted to the hand you had placed on his chest. He took your arm and rolled up the sleeve of your hoodie. Revealing more cuts and bruises. His eyes were wide, filled with anger. He didn't know what they were from, and he didn't dare ask. But he had an idea. He was raging. Infuriated at the thought of the man who was supposed to take care of you, leaving these marks all over you. He was engaged, but the feeling of your trembling body in his arms softened his expression, and the only thought that stayed in his mind was comforting you. Something that he STILL wasn't very good at. He put his hand on the back of your head, resting it back on his chest and he held you tight.

The two of you had been standing there for what felt like forever, before Kacchan slowly pulled away from the hug. You instinctively grabbed a fist full of his black tank top, not wanting him to go. He looked at you, watching as you sniffled and wiped away your tears with the sleeve of your hoodie. "C-can I stay?" You spoke softly, eyes still refusing to leave the floor. "I d-don't wanna be alone right now." The only words that had been spoken by either of you since you'd arrived in his room. His shoulders relaxed and his expression fell soft again, nodding to you. The only answer he could mutter. He grabbed your hand, bringing you over to his bed. He laid down under the covers and held the blanket open for you to get in next. You hesitated for a second, before climbing in next to him. His bed wasn't meant for two people. Not for there to be space between them at least. Once you laid down beside him, he pulled the cover over you and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your head rested in his chest while he rubbed small comforting circles on your back. His touch was calming. It made you feel safe. Now that your tears had finally stopped, and your nose had cleared up, you were instantly aware of the way he smelled. it didn't smell like anything in particular. No definite description for the scent. It was just him. It was soft and musky. You liked it, whatever it was. The rythm of his heartbeat eventually lulled you to sleep.

In this moment. This moment where you were sleeping softly against him, relaxed by his touch, made him realize how much he cared for you. How much he wanted to protect you from all the things that have hurt you. He knew he wasn't good for you. But he could still try his best to be there for you. Even if that meant as nothing more then a friend.

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bunny-x-haru · 1 year

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Secrets - Part 1

BakuDeku X f!Reader

Summary: Your relationship with Kacchan has been a bit rocky lately. It was really bothering you and you didn't know how to fix it. Super slow burn. Bakugo's feelings for deku are resurfacing. How will this play out when he's still in love with y/n? Keep reading to find out. ;)

Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, creampie, established relationship, shower sex, biting, angst, language, Bakugou x Deku ship (KiriMina and DenkiShinsou as side ships) Everyone in the fic is aged up 21+ except for flashbacks. (there is no smut in the flashbacks)

A/N: ᕱ⑅ᕱ- This is the first fic that we (@dabislilbaby and @haru-x-ren) have written together. it's meant to be a sequel series to Your're The Only Thing That Makes Sense, which is a Bakugo x reader I (@dabislilbaby) wrote a few months ago. You should definitely go read that before starting this series. Haru had some ideas, so we collaborated on this sequel :) He didn't want to take much credit for the fic but it is Co-writer.

✷*はる*✷- Just want to say, hey everyone. It's haru. we can answer any questions you have through asks.

This is just the first of many collabs we'll be doing. Let us know if you'd like to be added to a the Tag List for the series, enjoy<3

Word Count: 8.8k

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It was winter. You didn't take well to the cold, but the snow was so pretty. Sparkling from the streetlights and the big full moon. It was quiet and you could hear the snow crunching underneath your boots. As you walked home, you think about the last 6 years. The start of your relationship with Kacchan, U.A. graduation, moving in with him and starting your hero agency together. You were on your way home from the local supermarket. You picked up some groceries you needed, treating yourself to some sushi, making sure to get spicy udon noodles (his favorite) to bring home to him.

Yours and Katsuki's relationship has been rocky lately. And it had been making you a little uneasy to say the least. You'd had a few big fights and both of you had been working a lot, not having much time for each other. Recently, it's felt like there's been a heavy tension whenever you'd see him. It bothered you. You hated how things had been lately, and you wanted it to go back to the way it was. You'd been feeling like this for a while and it's made you fall into a bit of a depressive rut. You felt stuck. It's not that you didn't wanna be with him. You loved Bakugo, more than anything. But this bump in the road the two of you were having was frustrating and you didn't know how to fix it.

You'd finally made it home to your shared apartment. "Baby? Are you home?" You called out into the empty room. Silence. You checked the time on your watch. It was already 11, he still wasn't home? You set down the few grocery bags you carried on the kitchen counter. You pulled your phone from your pocket, getting ready to call your boyfriend, but you stopped yourself. Surely if he was still at work this late, then he must be busy with something important. You thought it best not to bother him, and just wait for him to come home. You finished putting away the groceries, putting the noodles you bought for him in the fridge with a sticky note on it, saying that it was for him. You changed into something more comfortable and found your way to the couch. You ate by yourself in front of the tv, watching something mind numbing.

You looked at your phone. It was 1:20 and he still wasn't home. You wanted to stay up and wait for him, but before long you'd fallen asleep. You were still in the same spot you'd been all night. On the couch, facing the tv, waiting for him. You didn't like going to bed without him, so often times you wouldn't. You'd stay up and wait for him, or until you were so tired that you couldn't keep yourself awake. You'd gotten so used to the way he held you, that it became hard to rest comfortably without his presence. The past couple of weeks he'd been coming home from work later and later. Which meant you had been getting less and less sleep.

Around 2:30 in the morning, Katsuki had finally come home. He made sure to enter the apartment quietly, not wanting to wake you if you were sleeping. Which he was positive you would be at this hour. He kicked off his shoes and he noticed the sound of the tv. Either you were awake or you'd forgotten to turn it off before going to bed. He walked towards the noise, stepping into the living room. The room was dark other than the fast-changing colors coming from the tv. He leaned over the coffee table to find the remote, and he noticed your hunched over sleeping form on the couch. You must have stayed up waiting for him again, he thought. He quickly turned off the tv, laying the remote back on the table. He knelt down to the edge of the couch, stroking a finger over your cheek softly. He slid his arms underneath you, picking you up bridal style. In your unconscious state, you instinctively buried your head in his neck, mumbling something incoherent.

He carried you into your shared bedroom. He gently laid you down on your side of the bed, trying his best not to wake you. He covered you with a blanket before finally getting out of the clothes he'd been wearing all day. He was too exhausted to do anything else other than go to sleep. He climbed into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. His nose was buried in your hair, and he could smell your scented shampoo. He laid there for a few moments, waiting for his mind to relax the same way his body did. Suddenly, the thought of Izuku flooded his brain. He missed him.

Before you'd come back into his life, the two of them had a secret relationship. It was hidden from the rest of your class, including you, for many reasons. Mostly because both of them were just discovering their sexualities. It was difficult for them both, but especially hard on Bakugo. It made him question everything. Especially since the person who made him discover these feelings was someone he thought he despised. It lasted for a few months at best. But in those few months they both became so attached to each other. Of course, in front of everyone else, he was still mean to Izuku. The same bully he'd always been. But behind closed doors, he would soften. A kind of behavior that only you and Izuku had ever been able to pull out of him.

Your return stirred up a lot of trouble in their relationship. At first, everything had been fine. They were both happy to have their childhood friend back in their lives after such a long time. But Izuku became jealous of how much time Kacchan was spending with you. And then that night you spent in his room caused a huge fight between them. The memory started to fill Katsuki's thoughts as he began to replay that day.

6 years ago at UA highschool

Izuku sat off to the side, watching everyone fight at ground beta. He'd just finished up his fight with Sero, moving him up one spot in the bracket. He was watching your fight with Kacchan. At the end of the fight, he watched how Bakugo had you pinned to the ground. He watched the look in your eyes while they stared into his. It made him uneasy. He wished he could see the expression on Bakugo's face, but he couldn't at this angle. It made him nervous. The way you looked at him. The same way Kacchan looked at Deku when they were alone. He leaned over to Shoji, who was sitting next to him. "Hey, do you think something is going on between the two of them?" Deku asked as he nodded his head in the direction of the two of you. "Y/n and Bakugo? Probably." Shoji replied. Izuku flinched. He turned his head to Shoji, wanting to know more. "W- uh...why do you say that?" Shoji crossed two of his many arms, leaning back in his chair. "I mean, she spends like every night hanging out in his room. And I saw her leaving his dorm this morning." Deku sat up straight in his chair. "What? She was leaving his room this morning?" Shoji nodded his head. "Don't tell anyone though, I told them I'd keep my mouth shut about it." Izuku relaxed his expression, not wanting to give away his thoughts. He nodded to Shoji, assuring him that he wouldn't say anything. He leaned back in his chair, and his brain was running a million miles an hour.

'Y/n spent the night in his room...'

That same thought kept playing in his brain for the rest of combat training. After the brackets were finished, he headed straight back to the dorm, too in his head to focus on anything else.

He sat in his room staring at the ceiling. He fidgeted with his fingers while his thoughts ran wild. This must have gone on for hours because the next thing he knew, the sun was setting in his window. His overactive thoughts were becoming too much. He needed to talk to Kacchan about it. Especially since their relationship was always a secret. Closed doors and no affection from Bakugo in public. Does Kachaan really love me...? Doubts flooded his mind. The image of your and Bakugo fighting still fresh in his mind.

He dragged his phone out of his pocket, opening Bakugo's contact and sending him a message. "We need to talk. Meet me at the place." There was a small lake just off campus. There was a spot at the edge of the water that was shielded by trees. There was a park bench there, though no one ever visited the area. Kacchan and Deku would meet up here a lot in the middle of the night. It was somewhere they could spend time together without the worry of being seen. They used to come here a lot but since you'd come back, they haven't as much.

Bakugo sat at his desk, doing some homework on his laptop. His phone dinged. It was a message from Deku. "We need to talk. Meet me at the place." He looked up at the top corner of his screen, it was 9pm. Usually you would have come to his room by now to hang out, but tonight you didn't. He worried that he messed something up by the tension he caused earlier in the day after your fight. But he didn't have time to think about it. He shoved his phone back in his pocket and closed his laptop. He wasn't sure what Izuku wanted to talk about, but he was happy to have some alone time with him, nonetheless. Maybe "we need to talk" was just code for sex. He really didn't know. It wouldn't have been the first time Izuku called him there for something, just to pounce on him once he arrived.

Izuku stood at the water's edge, hands stuffed in his pockets, waiting for Kacchan to show up. He closed his eyes and listened to the quiet ripple of the water, in an attempt to calm his nerves. The moonlight glistened off of the lake. He heard footsteps in the grass behind him. He turned as Bakugo approached him, and out of habit, leaned in for a kiss. Something they normally did when they met here. But Deku pulled away. Bakugo was confused. He'd never refused his affection before.

"Are you mad or something?" He questioned. Izuku immediately shoved him backwards. Not very hard, but enough to make him stumble. Katsuki froze, unsure how to react. Izuku stepped closer to him, shoving him again. And again. And again. Katsuki grabbed his wrists when he tried to push him a fifth time. "Hey, what's up with you?" Deku had never initiated a fight between them before, something was wrong.

Izuku struggled in his grasp, breaking free from his grip almost immediately. He pushed him back again, this time using his quirk. Bakugo flew back a few feet. Green lightning flickered around Izuku's body. The look in his eyes was dark. "Fight me." He said sternly. "Deku, I'm not gonna-" Kacchan was cut off by Izuku yelling. "I said fight me!" He threw a hard punch, making Bakugo's face bleed. He kept throwing punch after punch. At first, he didn't fight back. But he realized that his attempts to get him to calm down weren't working. So, he fired up his palms and started swinging. He'd never seen him like this before. Angry and letting his emotions get the best of him. It wasn't like him at all.

Kacchan was on the defensive. He tried desperately to pin Deku down so he could talk to him for just a second. He didn't want to hurt him, but he fired a few heavy shots at him anyway, hoping it would wear him down. The fight went on longer than he wanted it to. But he finally managed to catch Deku slipping.

He could tell that Izuku's emotions were getting in the way. He was usually so coordinated and precise in battle, but right now he was being sloppy. He caught him off his guard with a blow to the knees, making Izuku fall to the ground. Before he had a chance to get up, Katsuki pinned him to the ground. Straddling his waist and holding his wrists against the grass. Izuku squirmed and struggled beneath him, like a child throwing a tantrum. "Hey- HEY!" Bakugo yelled, making Izuku sit still. "Are you gonna tell me what the fuck is going on with you or what? You said you wanted to talk." Izuku let out a deep breath, feeling defeated. Katsuki took that as a sign that he was done throwing punches. He got off of him and stood, reaching out his hand to help Izuku stand.

Deku sat down on the bench, wiping the blood from his nose on his sleeve. Kacchan sat next to him, resting his arm over the back of the seat. Neither of them spoke at first, but Bakugo broke the silence. "What's going on? What are you so upset about?" Deku was silent. His hands balled into fists as they rested on his thighs. After a long pause, he spoke. "Do you wanna be with her?" He said softly, voice a bit shaky. Almost like he was afraid to ask.

"What?" Bakugo replied, readjusting his position so his body was facing more towards Deku. Izuku took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts and reining in his emotions. "Y/n. Do you wanna be with her?" His head turned, green eyes meeting red. Kacchan hesitated. "...no... yes... maybe? I don't know..." He second guessed his answer every few seconds. The time he spent with you and the growing feelings he felt came into his brain. But just because his feelings for you resurfaced, doesn't mean that he loved Deku any less. Maybe never saying it was a huge mistake. He started to feel... scared. Izuku's eyes shut, and tears streamed down his cheeks. He felt his heart drop into his stomach. Bakugo put a hand over Izuku's balled fist. "That doesn't mean I don't wanna be with you though..." Deku's eyes opened. The look on Kacchan's face was something he couldn't read. It was a mixture of a concerned, loving gaze and fear fueled by self-doubt.

Bakugo hadn't quite figured out what exactly it was that he had with Izuku. He was never good at anything involving feelings, much less feelings as complicated as this. All he knew was that he wanted him to stay. And yet when he thought of you, it was the same feeling. He had feelings for you both, strong ones, and it was so confusing and frustrating. He didn't know which way to go, or what he was supposed to do. But he knew that he couldn't have you both.

Both of them fell silent for a few minutes. Neither of them really knowing what to say. Bakugo put a hand to Deku's cheek, wiping away the tear that threatened to stain his skin. He leaned in, hesitating before pressing a kiss to his lips. Deku didn't pull away this time, placing his hand over top of Kacchan's. He pressed his forehead against Deku's. "I'm sorry..." He whispered. They both shut their eyes, staying in that moment.

Deku sniffled, nose stuffed from his tears. There was another long pause before he responded. "I..." he hesitated, unsure if he should really say what he's about to say. "I love you Kacchan. But I...I can't...not like this." Bakugo felt like his heart stopped when Deku said those words

'He...loves me?'

He was at a loss for words. But he had to say something right? When he opened his mouth to speak, they both heard distant footsteps, so they quickly pulled away from each other. Separating themselves on the bench by a foot or two.

Mr. Aizawa emerged from the bundle of trees that shielded the area. He stopped, noticing the two of them on the bench. Both Bakugo and Izuku looked bruised and battered. "I swear to God if I catch you two fighting in the middle of the night one more time, I'm gonna make you both do summer classes." Izuku stood from the bench, inconspicuously wiping away his last tear, pulling himself together. "It won't happen again sir, it's over now." He walked past Aizawa, heading back to the dorms. To anyone else it would sound like he was talking about the fight. But Kacchan knew what he meant by "it's over now." And his heart sank.

The two of them followed Aizawa back to the dorms, only to be scolded for their behavior while they stood in the common area. Bakugo wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, he'd heard it a million times before. He stood with his hands in his pockets, looking around the room waiting for Aizawa to be done with his lecture. You caught his attention; you were leaving the girls washroom and your hair was wet. He fidgeted with the toy he kept in his pocket that used to belong to you. He watched as you walked towards the elevator, meeting Iida at the door. Your eyes met. His red irises catching in your e/c eyes. He saw you whisper something to Iida, and Iida whispered something back to you before you both disappeared in the elevator.

Aizawa finally finished his scolding, sending them both to their dorm rooms. Kacchan and Deku both stood in the elevator in complete silence. It stopped on the second floor. Izuku stepped out of the elevator without a word. Not even bothering to look back at him. He watched him walk away as the elevator doors closed again, taking him up to the fourth floor.

He hesitated outside his bedroom door. His head was all over the place and he didn't really want to be alone right now. But who else could he go to? Clearly, he couldn't go see Deku like he usually did when something was wrong.

He thought of you. You brought him so much comfort when he was around you. And to be honest, you were the only thing that was making sense to him right now. He was contemplating going to your room. He fidgeted with the toy in his pocket again and sighed. He walked away from his dorm, around the hall to where yours was. His knuckle came up, hesitating before giving a light knock.

You opened the door, and the sight of you calmed his thoughts. "Kacchan, what are you-" he interrupted you. "You didn't come to my room tonight."

[A/N: If you have some confusion about this part, please read the fic this flashback is from. Again, this is a series sequel to You're the only thing that makes sense. with established relationship between y/n and Bakugo. -]

Katsuki sighed, remembering that night. It was both one of the worst, and the best nights. he hated the fact that he lost Deku. But he was so happy to have you. He felt so guilty for having these thoughts lately. For the past couple of weeks, Izuku had invaded his mind on a regular basis. He thought he'd gotten over it a long time ago but now he was starting to question if he ever really did, or just pretended like it didn't happen.

He's never spoken of it since then, never even admitted to being interested in men to anyone aside from Kirishima. His best friend was the only person who knew. Not even y/n. Though Deku had come out as bisexual not long after. But Bakugo decided to remain in the closet publicly.

He wasn't sure what caused this influx of thoughts about him. Maybe it was the fact that him and Deku had been working so closely together lately? The two of them, as well as a few others had teamed up to work a big case against a dangerous villain. You were part of the team too, of course. But having Deku around so much lately might have been causing these feelings to resurface. Or maybe he was just making excuses.

He had to get rid of them. What happened with Deku was a long time ago and he needed to focus on his relationship with you. He knew he'd been distant lately. Staying late hours at work, avoiding you. It wasn't because he didn't want to be around you. But you were good at reading him. Too good. He didn't want you to know. He didn't want you to question what he was thinking about. Because if you'd asked him, he knew you'd catch his lie. He just needed a little more time to get over these resurfaced feelings. And then everything would be okay again.

It wasn't long before he finally drifted off to sleep with you in his arms. Letting the thoughts fade while his consciousness went black.

He dreamed that night. He dreamed that he had you both. He didn't have to choose. He never had to lose Deku. He dreamed that the three of you were happy. Together. But was that even possible? It was just a dream after all...

The next morning, you woke up to Katsuki's alarm. He slept right thru it, but you were now wide awake. You leaned over and grabbed his phone, turning off the alarm. You took note of the fact that you were in bed, and so was he. He had his arms wrapped around you in a tight bear hug, like he always did. You laid there for just a minute. Taking in this moment when things felt okay.

You rolled over, still engulfed in his arms. You brushed the hair out of his eyes. He looked so calm when he slept. He wasn't angry, or sad. He wasn't frustrated or stressed out. He was just at peace. As nice as it was, you decided to wake him. If he didn't get up soon, you'd both be late.

You gently tapped on his nose; he was a bit ticklish there. You watch as his face scrunched, and his nose twitched under your touch. He hummed out a low groan. "You gotta get up so we can go fight crime" you teased in a low whisper. His eyes fluttered open to meet yours. You smiled at him. "Good morning, Teddy Bear." He sighed. "Good morning" you responded. He slowly sat up, while you stayed in your laying position. You watched his back muscles flex when he stretched his arms above his head, the sunlight peeking thru the curtains making his skin glow. He climbed out of bed, heading towards the large master bathroom. You rolled out of bed soon after and followed not far behind. The two of you had a semi-consistent morning routine when getting ready for work, and today was no different.

When you stepped into the bathroom, he was readjusting himself in his boxers while he stepped away from the toilet. Over the last 6 years you've been together, you've both become extremely comfortable with each other. He walked over to one of the double sinks in the bathroom and began washing his hands. You stepped over to the toilet, pulling your shorts down and following suit. "What time did you come home last night?" You asked, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "Around 2:30 I think" he responded, drying his hands on the towel to his left.

He picked up his red toothbrush that sat next to your purple one, wetting the bristles and squeezing the light blue paste onto the brush. You finished quickly and joined him in that action. It was silent for the length of two alphabets. He spit into the sink, picking up the glass he kept next to the faucet and rinsed out his mouth. then shut off the water and put his toothbrush back in its spot.

He turned with his back to the mirror, leaning on the counter and his head turned to you while you finished up. He broke the silence. "I got a call from an Agency in the states yesterday."

"Yeah? What'd they say?" You mumbled with your mouth full of paste. He sighed. "They need me in America for a big case they're working on. They asked me to go overseas for a bit, Kiri and Shinsou too." You spit in the sink and rinsed your mouth. Putting your toothbrush back next to his. "What did you say?" Your eyes didn't leave the sink. He hesitated before answering. "The both of them already agreed to go, so I figured I might as well if they needed the help."

Your heart sank a bit. It wasn't the first time he had to go away for hero work. It usually wasn't overseas, but even then, it wasn't really a big deal. You just didn't like being alone. After you'd finally escaped the hell that was your father, you and Kacchan moved in together immediately. He was your home, and whenever he was away for too long, you'd get anxious. It was a trait about yourself that you greatly disliked, but he's assured you many times that he didn't mind how much you tend to miss him.

"How long will you be gone?" He hesitated again before answering. "...Five weeks at most." You looked over to him, the look on his face was sympathetic. He knew you hated when he was away for long periods of time. "...when are you leaving?"

"Three days." You nodded your head. You didn't really know what to say, you couldn't protest. Ask him to stay. No, that would be too selfish. He was a great hero and people needed him. What right did you have to keep him all to yourself. "Okay..." The tone in your voice was a bit sad, and he caught that.

"Come here" he pushed off the counter and took a step towards you. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, and yours lazily rested at his hips. He pulled your face into his chest and let his chin rest atop of your head. "I'm sorry things have been so rough lately, Teddy Bear. I know it hasn't been easy...but we'll be okay. I promise, I'm not going anywhere." He kissed the top of your head, and you fully wrapped your arms around his waist. Then two of you just stood there for a few minutes, holding each other. He'd gotten a lot better at knowing when you needed comfort over the years. And he'd also gotten better at giving it to you.

You finally pulled away from the hug. "I'm gonna take a shower." you sighed while your arms dropped from his waist. He removed his from your shoulders and placed his hands on your hips. "Is it okay if I join you?" He smirked, pulling you a little closer and kissing your cheek. You nodded your head, face turning a little red. He let go of you and let you turn on the shower. He came up behind you while you stuck your hand under the water to test the temperature. His hands snaked up your shirt and slid over your soft skin. He kissed at the nape of your neck. He was being very soft and gentle with you. Once the water reached your desired temperature, you removed your hand from under the water. His fingers hooked into the hem of your oversized shirt, lifting it over your head and pulling it off your arms. He kissed your neck again, wrapping his arms around you and taking one of your breasts in hand. He squeezed lightly and pressed himself against you. You felt the bulge in his boxers and your face ran hot. Even after so many years, he still managed to get you flustered.

You stuck your thumbs in your shorts, pulling them down and letting them fall to the floor. Bakugo's hands left your body, and he did the same. You stepped into the shower, and he followed close behind. The water was warm against your skin, the steam filling the air. Kacchan grabbed your purple loofah that hung on one of the hooks on the shower wall. It was already wet thanks to the large shower head hitting the wall before the two of you stepped in.

He squeezed some of your lavender scented soup onto the loofah, rubbing it in until it turned to suds. He dragged the spongy material across your shoulders, coating your skin in soapy bubbles. "You remember the first time we did this?" His voice was soft. His hand that held the loofah snaked around to the front of your body. He pressed his chest against your back, letting the soap cover him as well while he coated your breasts with suds. "You were so nervous" he chuckled, smiling at the memory. You felt the loofah travel to your neck, covering it in soap as well. "Your hands were shaky..." He paused, moving the loofah towards your lower stomach. "...and you wouldn't even look me in the eyes." He shoved the loofah in between your legs, bringing a small yelp from your lips as you felt the material drag across your clit.

"Yeah, I remember" you spoke quietly. Your hand grabbed onto his large bicep that wrapped around you. Your hand slid down his arm until it was over top of his. You pulled his hand, along with the loofah, up your body until it was at your chest again. You took the loofah out of his hand and turned to face him. The steaming water hit your bare back and it felt so nice. He peered down at you as your hands raked over his muscular torso, coating him in your lavender soap. You dragged it over his shoulder and around the back of his neck, pulling him a bit closer to you. Your lips pressed against his, and his tongue found yours. His hand rested at the back of your jaw below your ear, thumb on your cheek. His other reached around and squeezed your ass hard. His lips left yours and met the skin of your neck, a spot where there was no soap. He sank his teeth in you, and you moaned. "I'm gonna miss those pretty noises you make, teddy bear" you bit your lip and clenched your thighs together. His praises never failed to soak you at your core.

He slid both his hands to cup the back of your thighs and lifted you up so easily like he always did. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his hips, looking for stability. He turned slightly, resting you on the metal bar of the shower wall, though he still held most of your weight. He kissed you passionately, pushing your back against the cold, wet tile. He shielded most of the water from you with his tall figure.

He grinded against you, dragging the wet skin of his shaft across your clit. He kissed your neck again. "Please Kacchan" you moaned out. You knew how much he liked it when you'd beg for him. It made him feel wanted. Desired. Something you did a good job of anyway, but this just sent it home. You felt him twitch against you. His hand reached between you, and he lined himself up with your entrance, not bothering to give you any kind of prep. He pushed himself into you, groaning at the feeling of your tight walls. Your breath hitched and your eyes shut, followed with a sinful whimper.

He really would miss this feeling while he was away.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and held him close. You moaned and whimpered into his ear while he fucked you against the wall. It was driving him absolutely mad. His palm slapped the tiled surface, looking for stability when he quickened his pace. His other arm wrapped around your arched back, holding onto you tight. Your moans got louder. So did his, echoing in the small space. You'd figured out a long time ago that neither of you were very good at being quiet. He was hitting so deep, abusing your sweet spot. You threw your head back against the wall, eyes rolling with it as you reached your climax.

Your scream echoed off the shower walls and you tightened around him. So much so that it became difficult to move in and out of you without a bit of force. But that didn't stop him. His thrusts became rougher, bullying his way inside of you. The feeling caused your orgasm to last much longer than it should have. The way your walls gripped him, and the sound of your broken cries sent him over the edge. It wasn't long before you felt hot, sticky ropes of cum shoot into you. He slowed down but not by much, continuing to push it deeper. His breathing was heavy, yours shaky. He finally pulled out of you, slowly. He looked down and watched the cum drip out of you and onto the shower floor. God, what a pretty sight this was. The woman he loved most, filled to the brim by him. Screaming for him.

He leaned over you, resting his head on the wall next to yours, still catching his breath. "I love you. So fucking much" he panted in your ear. "I love you too." You spoke softly thru your broken breathing.

He lifted you off the metal bar, though your legs were a little weak. He let you hold onto him for support. The two of you finished washing up in the shower, feeling the cold air as you both stepped out naked. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around you before grabbing one for himself. He grabbed another smaller towel and ruffled his wet hair. He laid that towel around his shoulders while you both walked out of the bathroom and back into your room. You stood at the foot of your bed and continued to dry off your wet skin. Kacchan slipped on a fresh pair of boxers and some jeans. Following with black hoodie, pushing the sleeves up to his elbows.

You were just pulling on a pair of panties and clasping your bra when you felt his hand on your waist and he leaned over your shoulder. "I'll make breakfast while you finish getting ready." He kissed your cheek before walking out of your bedroom. It'd always taken you a bit longer to get ready then him, since you had more steps.

He was being extra sweet today. At least more than he'd been lately. You'd hoped this meant that things were getting better and this rocky period wouldn't last much longer. You went back into the bathroom, blow drying your hair and putting on light makeup. You pulled on a pair of skinny jeans and a cream-colored knitted sweater. You left your hair down, like you did most days and grabbed your phone before walking out into the apartment.

The smell of bacon filled your nose, and you followed it into the kitchen. You saw a bowl of egg yolks on the counter with a whisk sitting in it. You watched as Katsuki laid two pieces of egg-covered bread into a skillet, listening to the sound it made with it started to sizzle. "Bacon AND French toast? Is it my birthday or something?" You teased as you sat in one of the island counter stools. He smirked flipping over the bread in the pan. He grabbed a plate out of the cabinet and put one large piece of French toast on it along with a few strips of bacon. He grabbed the maple syrup out of the fridge and set them both on the counter in front of you. He walked around the counter to where you were sitting and grabbed your face gently. He turned your head to look at him and pressed a kiss to your lips. "Thank you for the udon. I'm sorry I wasn't home to eat it with you, but I'll make sure to take it for lunch today." You paused for a moment. This felt weird. Not in a bad way, but just... Different. He was being nice. Too nice. This was unlike him. "...you're welcome?" Something was up but you weren't quite sure what. "Are you feeling okay?" You asked him as he made his own plate and sat next to you. "Me? Yeah I'm fine. Why?" He responded before dousing his toast in syrup. "You're super lovey dovey this morning, and I just wanted to make sure that nothing was wrong."

he scoffed. "Am I not allowed to show my girlfriend affection?" He teased, trying to break the heaviness of the question. The truth was that he felt really guilty about being distant. About thinking of Deku. And on top of that, leaving for five weeks while you guys were working stuff out. He'd never say it to your face, but he'd always had a fear of losing you. Scared he wasn't good enough or that one day you might see him the same way everyone else did. So, he was trying to make up for it by doing all the things he knew you liked. But he didn't expect to be questioned about it.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. I like it, it's just..." You paused, trying to find the right words. "You don't usually act like this, so I was just checking in." You felt a bit insecure about questioning his behavior. Maybe you shouldn't have said anything, after all it wasn't really a problem. You couldn't complain.

There was that tension again. That heavy tension that hung in the air. The one that has been bothering you for so long.

The two of you finished your breakfast in silence and headed to work. The drive to the agency was silent, apart from the radio that played at a low volume. You walked into the building together, still in silence. You separated into a different locker rooms, both of you returning in your hero costumes.

You both stepped into the elevator and headed up to the 5th floor where both of your offices were. "I'm going to hold a team meeting today so be in the conference room at 10, okay?" He spoke, adjusting the sleeve of his suit. You responded with a simple mhm before it fell silent. As the two of you stepped out of the elevator, you were both greeted by your many sidekicks and assistants. "Diana, could you do me a favor and get a hold of everyone on the PVT case? Tell them I'm holding a meeting at 10am." He instructed one of his assistants. She nodded to him before walking away, presumably to do what he asked.

The PVT case was the "Pit Viper Tokara" case that everyone had teamed up on. The investigation had been running for a few months now and the past couple weeks have been full of immense progress.

Tokara Doku is the high-class villain that's been wreaking havoc on Japan. Up until now, Japan's biggest threat was the league of villains. But since the war had ended, and the new generation of heroes took over, things have been pretty quiet.

Tokara's first appearance was just 3 years ago. There had been a string of Murders linked with poisonous venom. None of the victims had a pattern that the detectives could see, and the type of poison used couldn't be matched in any database. It was a hard case for the police to crack, so they brought it to the pros. It was Chargbolt who made the first discovery of the Venom Villain, a young man by the name of Shio Takumi, more well-known now as the villain Tokara Doku.

Since then, his attacks on innocent civilians have become increasingly frequent and his methods seem to be more and more sadistic. A handful of agencies thought it best to work together and share what information we had on the villain, spending months on detailed investigations. The people attending are Pinky and Red Riot with their shared agency, Creati, Hitoshi and Chargebolt (also together) Shoto Todoroki, along with Deku, and last but not least Bakugo and your's shared agency.

You opened the conference room door, noticing Kacchan and Eiji talking at one end of the room. A few of your fellow pro heroes littered the large space in various locations. The room bright with florescent lights, a long dark Mahagony table with chairs surrounding it. You took a seat at your usual spot, right beside Katsuki's chair at the head of the long wooden table. You sat and waited for the meeting to start, fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve to keep you distracted. Quiet chattering filled the room while your brain scattered.

Thoughts about this morning filled your mind. 5 whole weeks without Kacchan. Come the think of it, the two of you never spent more than just a few days apart since high school. Only ever a week at most maybe.

What if being away from you for that long made things worse...

You were pulled from your thoughts when the chair next to you was pulled out with a quiet scraping against the white tiled floor. You heard a familiar voice. "Hey pup!" You looked to see Izuku beaming his sweet smile at you. "Oh- hey zuku." His smile faltered for just a second before he turned soft.

He noticed something seemed... Off.

"You alright y/n?" He tilted his head down just slightly to level with you. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, but he just had a feeling that something was weighing on your mind. "What? Oh- yeah no no I'm fine." You waved off his concern. He leaned his head forward, raising his brows and giving you a look thru his lashes. "You sure?" You nodded and gave him a soft smile, assuring him that you were indeed, fine.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but before he could, you heard your boyfriend's booming voice fill the room. "Okay, a few things we need to get thru today. But first..." He paused, readjusting his posture, crossing his arms as he shifted his weight onto one foot. His frame towered over the table. "Kirishima, Shinsou, and I will be leaving in a couple days to take up a mission in America for a few weeks. While I'm gone, Deku will take over on leading this case with y/n." He glanced over to the two of you before continuing.

"As of now, we only have one lead on a possible location on where Tokara is hiding out." He picks up a small black remote from the table and turns to the white projector screen behind him. He turned the screen on and cleared his throat gruffly. "He's been able to escape our surveillance for about 2 weeks now, but one of Red Riot's sidekicks said he spotted him outside Shizuoka prison, and he was headed into this abandoned factory just a few blocks away." He clicked the remote and a slideshow of photos popped up of the abandoned building he was talking about.

He turns back to the group at the table. "We will not be taking any steps of action until I return, unless it is absolutely necessary." at the opposite end of the table you heard Hypno huff in annoyance. Bakugo turned towards the purple haired hero. "Got a problem, Shinsou?" he glared at him, red eyes burning. "As a matter of fact, I do, Dynamite." he said gruffly. "Denki still hasn't fully recovered from the most recent attack. He barely made it out of that fucking fight alive. I don't think we should be waiting to solve this issue just so more people can end up hurt!" his voice raised, and the rest of the group looked at Bakugo with expecting eyes. He replied, "I don't think rushing into something this serious, with the little information we have, is such a bright idea, idiot." the last word coated in malice.

Momo chimed in from the seat across from you, trying to lower the tension before it got worse. "Are we positive he's working alone? I know we've found no evidence of a partner or other villains, but his crimes as of late seem to be too complex for just one person to accomplish alone." Katsuki sighed. "We aren't positive, no. But just like you said, we have absolutely no evidence of him working with anyone else. I don't underestimate him to do all of this on his own, however we will be prepared for the possibility of other participants." he said this with a certainty in his voice. Strong and confident.

The meeting continued like any other, after 2 hours of heated conversation, it ended with a final conclusion of what was to take place while he was overseas. Though the two of you started this agency together, and it belongs equally to you both, Kacchan ran this place like a well-oiled machine. Always on top of things, keeping everyone organized and in check. There was a reason he was second only to Deku. And he never let being "number 2 hero" phase him. Getting his job done with efficiency.

On your way out of the meeting, Izuku catches you by the arm. "Hey, so uh, I didn't really have a chance to say this earlier... But we should get lunch sometime, we haven't really hung out in a while and I miss you" there was that sweet smile again, the one that always felt so warm and welcoming. "Yeah, that'd be great! I miss you too Zuku." You replied eagerly, returning his smile. "Maybe I'll even get ya another pup-cup" he teased, brushing his knuckle on the end of your nose.

Two years ago...

The four of you in Deku's black BMW, sat in the drive thru, waiting for Izuku to finish placing his order. You sat in the passenger seat being the DJ (He always gave you the aux.) Kacchan and Eiji were squeezed in the back seat with Ichika, Zuku's black and white spotted Great Dane.

You turned down the music while Izuku spoke the order out the window and into the speaker, mindlessly scrolling thru your phone. You weren't paying much attention to what he was saying, but you did hear your name. "Y/n, what do you want?" You looked up from your phone. "Uuhh I don't really know the menu all that well. Just get me whatever it was you brought me last time that tasted like cookies and cream." He turned away from you and continued with the order.

Next thing you knew you were being handed a cardboard tray of drinks and a little paper bag with warmth radiating from its contents. "Here baby" you handed Kacchan his drink, following with Eiji's right after, then setting yours and Zuku's in the front seat cup holders. He then handed you two small paper cups that were filled with nothing but what looked like whipped cream. You'd never seen this before.

You stuck your finger into one of the cups and tasted it. It was sweet and fluffy against your taste buds. You stuck out your tongue and licked at the cream some more. As Izuku turned back to you, he noticed. "y/n? Why are you eating the pup-cup?" He laughed, and you paused. "The what-cup?"

Out of your peripheral, you saw Ichi with her head poking thru the seat, head tilted, and ears raised as she watched you eat her treat. Izuku laughed again, picking up the second small paper cup and holding it up for the dog. "a pup-cup. It's supposed to be a treat for Ichi." He looked over to his pet, whose large tongue was going everywhere but the whipped cream. Your eyes darted between the two of them for a second as you realized. You heard Eiji in the back seat start laughing when he caught on.

"How's the treat, pup?" Izuku teased. And he never let you live it down. you laughed embarrassed as the three of them chuckled, blushing as you hide your embarrassment behind your hands.

The memory of where his nick name for you originated, seeped into your thoughts as you watched him walk away, pulling his coat over his hero suit before the elevator doors closed.

You could see the last sliver of sun peak over the horizon from your office window as it set. Mostly everyone had left the office by now, only few employees stayed late to finish their paperwork. Kacchan came thru the elevator doors, finishing up his evening patrol. Through your open office door, you watched him enter his own and set his gauntlets in the small chair.

You quickly logged off of your desktop computer, making your way over to him. footsteps quietly echoing in the empty office hallway. You leaned against the open-door frame and lightly knocked on the wood to get his attention. He turned to face you, taking off his green and orange gloves and setting them on the corner of his desk. "You 'bout ready to head home?" You asked quietly as you shoved your hands in your pockets. "I've got some paperwork I need to finish up, but you should go get some rest." He replied, stepping closer to you, pulling a set of keys out of his pocket and handing them to you. "Go ahead and take the car, I'll get a cab when I finish up." He cupped your face and pulled you a bit closer to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. "Okay." You mumbled. He sighed, moving his hand to lift your chin and look him in the eyes. He saw the slight pout on your face. He pursed his lips slightly, mimicking your pout. "I love you." He said in a bit of a whiney voice, trying his best to make you feel better. You let out a huff, staring into his vermillion eyes for a moment. "Yeah, yeah I love you too... Idiot."

He smirked. "That's my girl." He gave you a quick peck on the lips before turning back to his desk. "Drive safe, I'll text you when I'm on my way home."

Katsuki sat at his desk; chin rested in his palms while he filled out reports. Sun fully set now, and only soft fluorescent light filled the room.

"Why am I not surprised that you're still working?" Kacchan looked up from his computer to see the green haired hero leaning against the door frame of his office. "What are you doing here? Thought you left after the meeting." His eyes turned back to his computer screen to continue his work.

"I did. But I had a sneaky feeling you'd still be here, and I wanted to talk. " He pushed off the door frame, taking a seat at one of the chairs opposite Katsuki's desk. "Talk? About what?" He continued to type.

"Something's been off with you lately." Izuku stated. "Hm? Nah I'm good." Kacchan brushed it off.

"That wasn't a question. I can tell." He paused as Bakugo looked over to him. He smirked. "You forget that I can read you like a book." Katsuki scoffed, turning back to his computer once more. "Okay. And if there was something going on, what are you gonna do about it?" Deku shrugged as he spoke; "We can talk about it?" Bakugo scoffed again. "You've known me how many years? And you think asking me to talk about my feelings is gonna work? Yeah, okay." He shook his head.

Izuku pressed his lips into a thin line, not surprised by his apprehensive behavior. It was quiet for a moment before Izuku broke the silence. "I was invited to go drinking with some of the team tonight, you should come."

"I'll pass, thank you very much." Bakugo didn't even bother looking away from his computer. "Oh, c'mon Kacchan, when was the last time you took a breather from all this hero stuff? You're a worse workaholic than me."

"I'm also not number one." He retorts. Izuku stayed quiet and Bakugo looked over at that signature puppy-dog pout that always got him what he wanted. He sighed, rolling his eyes. " who's gonna be there?" Izuku smiled a little. " Kiri and Mina, and also Denks and Shinsou. And me of course." he chuckled. Katsuki looked over at him again, noticing his smile.

'That damn smile...' He felt himself caving to Deku's request. 'it's just a night out. Maybe a few drinks and CASUAL conversation will help me get over these feelings. He lied to himself.

"Fine. Let me finish up this last report and we'll go." He finally agreed, tongue in cheek. Izuku beamed a triumphant smile, telling Kacchan he'd meet him outside before leaving thru the elevator.

He shot you a quick text.

Kit-Kat❤️:

Deku wants me to go drinking with him and a few others, you wanna come?

Teddy Bear🧸:

I'd love to, but I'm really tired :( I haven't gotten much sleep lately

You have fun tho baby<3

Kit-Kat❤️:

Okay teddy bear, love you💕

Teddy Bear🧸:

Love you too🥰

he smiled softly at the message, warmth in his chest from your quick reply. He really was in love with you. Although he was confused and distracted those feelings never changed. He headed to the agency locker room and quickly shed his uniform before finding Deku in the parking lot.

He didn't realize what was about to come...

✰🅱🆄🅽✰ + ❦︎ʜᴀʀᴜ❦︎

Part 2

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Secrets - Part 2

BakuDeku X f!Reader

Part 1

Summary: Bakugo makes the worst mistake of his life after a night out with his friends.

Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, drunk sex, creampie, cheating, praise kink, biting, hair pulling, begging, slight choking, smoking and use of alcohol, BakuDeku ship, (KiriMina and DenkiShinsou as side ships)

A/N: ᕱ⑅ᕱ- This shit is nasty as hell, that's all i gotta say.😭✋

✷*はる*✷- I tried writing a couple of parts to be super intense. Hope you guys like part 2 😏. Asks and submissions are welcome but please specify who you are talking to so me and bunny know who's supposed to respond 😉. Also happy new years to anyone who's reading

Word Count: 5.6k

@electricnovaa @juslili

It was around 8:30pm when the two pro heroes got to the bar.

When they walked in, they were greeted by Mina and Denki before taking a seat at the counter, on the tall bar stools with black leather seats. Denki and Mina walked off after a quick exchange to go to their boyfriends and get drinks. Deku and Bakugo waved at Shinsou, watching him and Kaminari from across the dimly lit bar. Purple neon lights illuminating the dark atmosphere, the sounds of laughter and drinks clinking filled their senses. The bartender, who was a tall lanky man with a cigarette in his mouth, took their orders and started making their drinks. Finishing Deku's first, he pushed the glass of Umeshu in front of the green haired man. Izuku took a sip and set his glass back down while the bartender poured the mixture of Shōchū and soda into a glass with ice, pushing it towards Bakugo. He took it, taking a sip and then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. The alcohol warmed him, which was a nice feeling after being in the cold.

"So, what's this mission in America that you guys are supposed to be going on?" Izuku rested his head in his right palm, looking at Katsuki who sat on his left, with a soft sweet smile while he stirred his drink with a thin black straw. "They didn't tell me much over the phone, said they'd brief me when we arrived. All I know is it's a really dangerous villain they've been trying to take down for a few years. Because of all the heroes that have been killed and severely injured, they called some of the top pros from a handful of other countries."

Deku nodded as Kacchan shared the information with him. "Just be safe, okay? I know you're good at your job, but you never know when it's your last mission." His voice was soft, laced with care and a bit of concern. "I'll be fine." Katsuki responded shortly, taking another sip of his drink.

A couple minutes passed when Kaminari ran up to the two of them. Already a little tipsy, he pulled at Deku's arm. "Midoryaaa they've got karaoke!! Come do a song with me!" He whined. Izuku managed to take one last sip of his drink before Denki pulled him off his seat and towards the stage. Not long after, Shinsou came and took his place next to Bakugo. "What can I get for ya?" The bartender asked him, throwing a white towel over his shoulder. " Uh, just a soda please, thank you." Shinsou said to the bartender.

"You're not drinking?" Kiri said as he came up next to him just as he was being handed his drink. He took a sip and then looked over at the red head. "Nah not tonight. I know that idiot is gonna get wasted, so at least one of us should be coherent." he gestured to Denki, who was helping Deku pick a song. Kirishima looked past his purple haired friend, just now noticing Bakugo's presence. "Bakubro! Hey man, what are you doing here?"

"Deku made me come." he stated plainly, bringing his glass to his lips. Kiri laughed. "Of course Midoriya was the one that got you to come." Katsuki raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about, shitty hair?" He shrugged. "If anyone else would have asked you to come, it would have been a hard no." Before Bakugo could ask him to elaborate any further, or cuss at him for pointing that out, Kiri was already walking away. He grumbled some curses under breath about how Kirishima was full of shit.

Kacchan turned in his stool. The light on Deku and Kaminari caught his attention. Denki was drunkenly singing into mic, but his focus was on Izuku. The way his emerald eyes shined under that golden spotlight. The waves of green hair that moved when he turned his head to Kaminari. His smile...that fucking smile.

Izuku started singing along with Denki. Something not many people knew about the number one hero was his talent for singing. It was rare to get the opportunity to hear it, it's not like he showed it off. But Kacchan swore that it's one of the prettiest things he'd ever heard. Not that he'd ever tell him that.

It's been years since the last time Bakugo heard him sing. His eyes were glued to his childhood friend, almost in a trance with the way he stared. Deku looked over and made eye contact with him for just a second, smiling as he sang, and the sight sparked a memory that filled his brain.

6 and a half years ago..

It was Christmas break. Everyone was home with their families for the holidays instead of in the dorms, and that included Bakugo and Deku. Izuku's mother was asleep in her room down the hall. A few hours ago, right after she went to bed, he snuck Kacchan in thru his bedroom window. "Are you sure we won't get caught? ow!" Katsuki asked, hitting his head on the windowsill as he tried to climb inside. Deku giggled. "Yeah, my mom sleeps like a rock." Bakugo softly fell down onto Izuku's bed, trying his best to stay quiet while he took off his shoes and put them next to the nightstand. "This is risky ya know." he commented. "I don't care, I just wanna spend time with you." Deku said as he wrapped his arms around Kacchan's shoulders and climbed into his lap. "So needy." he grumbled, putting his hands on Izuku's hips.

"Don't pretend like you don't like it, you big baby" He giggled, leaning down and kissing Bakugo's jawline. Without notice, Katsuki quickly flipped Deku onto his back, settling himself between his legs. "Shut up, nerd." Izuku gave him a mischievous smile. "Make me." he said in a teasing voice. Kacchan gave a cocky smirk. "You are such a fuckin brat, you know that?" Before he could say anything else, Bakugo smashed his lips onto Deku's, and Izuku pulled him closer...

It was late, neither of them really knew what time it was exactly. Deku laid on Bakugo's bare chest while he traced small circles on his arm. Izuku was humming quietly while he did the same on Kacchan's stomach. "What song is that? it sounds familiar." He asked quietly. Deku turned his head, so his chin now rested on Katsuki's chest. He stared right into his vermillion irises and started to sing the lyrics.

"~I know that you love me, darlin'. You don't have to say it. You know you can trust me, it's okay its complicated. Nervous, trip over my words. you're so pretty it hurts. Baby I'm yours, baby I'm yours, baby I'm yours. I need something more, pray to the lord. Baby I'm yours.~"

Bakugo couldn't hide the heavy blush that tinted his cheeks, and Izuku noticed. He smiled up at him lovingly, still keeping eye contact. Kaccahn's heart began beating a little too fast. Deku laid his head back down and nuzzled himself closer to him, continuing to trace circles on his skin. That night was perfect.

Present time

"Bakugo! Oi Katsuki!"

The sound of someone yelling his name pulled him from his trance. He blinked. "Sorry- what?" He looked a bit dazed. " Are you good dude? you look a little lost." Shinsou laughed, taking a sip of his soda. "Huh? oh- uh yeah I'm fine I just uh... I think the alcohol might be kicking in a bit." he gave a nervous laugh, hoping it was a believable lie. There was a pause. "Hey uh... sorry for being a bit of a dick at the meeting this morning." Shinsou said.

"Don't worry about it man, I understand your just worried about your boyfriend." He finished off his drink, setting it down and silently waving for the bartender to get him another. "I'm not happy about what happened to Kaminari either." Bakugo paused, looking over to Denki coming off stage with Izuku. Taking note of the stitches along his forehead, and the scar across his shoulder. He spoke " But you gotta trust that I'm doing my best to do this in a way that saves as many people as possible." Shinsou nodded. "yeah, I know."

Denki came up behind Shinsou's barstool and wrapped his arm around his purple haired boyfriend's waist. Shinsou turned to face him, expression turning soft immediately when his eyes landed on his lover. "Hey, you doin' okay?" his voice was soft when he spoke, looking over Kaminari stitches to make sure none of them broke. "MMhm!" he hummed in response. "jus missed you." words slightly slurred. Shinsou was right, Denki was definitely wasted. Kaminari buried his head in Shinsou's neck, leaving little butterfly kisses on his skin. "Denki, what are you doing?" Shinsou whispered to Denki. He mumbled a response that Bakugo couldn't hear, and then suddenly, Shinsou's breath hitched, and he grabbed Kaminari by his throat. There was a bright purple bruise visible on Shinsou's neck when he pulled Denki away.

"You're lucky we're in public, kitten." he clicked his tongue. "You better be ready to finish what you started once we get home, you little brat." Kaminari gulped; eyes wide as he realized what he'd done. Shinsou shifted his gaze back to Bakugo, beaming a forced smile of innocence. "I think I'm gonna call it a night and take this one home." Bakugo laughed, taking another sip of his drink as Deku came to stand beside him at the bar. They both watched as Shinsou picked Denki up and threw him over his shoulder, dragging him out of the bar. Izuku heard inaudible whining, catching something about "too rough" and "strawberry lube."

He giggled as the couple walked out of the bar. "Those two are so cute, I envy their relationship." he sighed. Kacchan scoffed. "I think they're both fuckin idiots." He joked, earning an eye roll from Deku.

A couple of hours filled with more drinks and the soft chatter from everyone in the bar. Izuku stood at the counter with Kirishima, talking about something Bakugo definitely wasn't paying attention to. They were both laughing, and Kiri spoke loudly "That is so not manly." just as he said that; Mina, who had been standing next to him the whole time as she was leaning against his shoulder, suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a passionate kiss. She pulled away, blush covering both of their cheeks. Hers from the alcohol, and his from the sudden display of affection. Mina smirked. "Mkay, c'mon big boy, we're goin' home." she stated, hooking her fingers in the belt loop of his jeans and dragging him towards the door. "Uh... y-yes ma'am." he stammered following her out of the bar. "See ya later, losers." she waved, not even turning around as she dragged Kirishima out of the bar. Bakugo laughed, polishing off his 5th drink of the night. "who's the manly one now, shitty hair."

They heard the bartender shout for 'last call' as he wiped down the long counter and began washing glasses. Kacchan extended his arm out to uncover the watch hidden under his sleeve. He checked the time before running a hand thru his spikey blonde hair. "I should probably head home anyways, it's getting late."

"Already? C'mon Kacchan it's only 11:30." He pouted as he looked up at Bakugo through his eyelashes, a pink blush from the alcohol dusting his cheeks. This particular bar always closed around midnight. Deku smiled at Bakugo from under his eyelashes "I have some soju at my house. Come with me? It's just a 2-minute walk from here around the corner." Kacchan's gaze softened as he looked at Deku, noticing how tipsy he was. "Fine." He grumbled, too hazy himself to even argue. Deku raised his arm, signaling the bartender for the check.

Katsuki zipped up his coat while Izuku paid the tab before leaving the bar. He shivered when he walked out the door. The cold winter breeze and night air hitting him in the face. "it's cold as shit out here." Deku followed not far behind. "Guess it's a good thing I just bought that new irori table then." Deku replied as he walked up next to Bakugo.

As they started their short walk through the winter night to Izuku's house, Bakugo looked over as Deku pulled a thin box of Pianissimo's from his jacket pocket. Opening it with one hand and raising it to his face, he plucked one cigarette with his teeth out of the box before putting them back in his pocket. He covered the tip and lit it. "I thought you quit." he said. Izuku shrugged, taking a long drag from the cigarette. Blowing a plume of smoke into the night air before responding. "I've been stressed lately." It fell silent for a moment before Deku spoke again as they walked shoulder to shoulder occasionally bumping into each other lightly. The alcohol affecting their balance slightly.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Hm?"

"Is everything Alright with you and y/n?" Deku took another drag as he turned his head to look at Kacchan as they kept walking through the night. "Why do you ask?" Bakugo said as he did a sideway glance. Izuku turned his head back to the front of him, blowing out the cloud of smoke into the cool winter air. "She seemed a bit off at the meeting this morning, like something was bothering her. She wouldn't tell me what though." The snow flurries came down softly seeming to muffle their voices.

There was a pause, it seemed like Bakugo wasn't going to give him an answer. But then he spoke, staring at the ground where he walked. "We're just going thru a bit of a rough patch, but I'm sure we'll be fine." Deku was quiet for a moment trying to think of what to say through the alcohol fueled haze. He looked over to Bakugo, watching as they trekked through the fresh dust of snow covering the ground. His breath crystalizing in the air and the streetlights casting a soft glow on both of them, Kacchan's blonde locks turning almost golden in the light. Deku thought he looked so pretty. A car drove past as they continued on, and Izuku could see the gate to his house about a block down.

As they got closer to his home, Bakugo suddenly slipped on a small patch of ice. "FUCK-" He almost completely lost his footing when Deku grabbed onto his arm, gripping at his bicep so he wouldn't fall. Both of them stumbling and regaining balance together. "You okay?" He laughed, finding humor in Kacchan almost face planting on the concrete. He stood up straight, regaining his balance before pulling his arm away. "I'm fine." He grumbled quietly, looking away to hide his blush of embarrassment. He could still feel the ghost of Deku's touch burning his arm, a feeling pooling in his stomach. Izuku didn't notice the blush dusting his cheeks because he was giggling into his hand like an idiot.

They reached the gate of the small one-story home and walked up to the front door. Bakugo laughed at Deku as he struggled to unlock it, cold and numb fingers fumbling his house keys. When they finally walked into the front hallway, Deku's huge Great Dane, Ichi, galloped towards them. She was wagging her tail as Deku dropped down to give her some pets after taking off his signature red sneakers and dark green coat.

"Hi my pretty girl!" he laughed, scratching behind her ears as she licked his cheek and whined, missing her owner. Bakugo took off his shoes and bent down to give her a few short pats on the head as well. "I keep forgetting how damn big your dog is." he chuckled. They both started to make their way further into the house. It was an open space, the kitchen and dining room connected to the living room on the right side and 2 rooms (one Deku's bedroom and the other a traditional Japanese tearoom) on the left side of the hall. The bathroom was further down and to the left. There was potted plants everywhere and a cream-colored carpet. The smell of peppermint and cologne wafted through the air. Dog toys were scattered throughout the house and a large dog bed sat in the corner of the living room by a big leafy potted floor plant. There was a wood irori table surrounded by dark green tatami chairs in the middle of the living room. And sliding rice paper doors leading to the fenced in backyard.

Katsuki sat down at one with his legs crossed, watching Deku light the irori table before joining him on the floor. Izuku picked up the green ceramic bottle that was sitting on the table and filled Bakugo's glass with soju, then his own. "I'm glad you came over Kacchan" He crossed his legs and Ichi rested her head on Deku's thigh. "mhm" Bakugo responded, taking a sip of his drink. Deku beamed at him with that bright smile and took a drink from his cup as well. Both of them relaxed and enjoyed their buzz from the many drinks they've had tonight. Katsuki happy that they were finally out of the cold, the fire from the irori table warming them.

An hour or two passed of just the two of them talking, laughing, and reminiscing on the occasional memory from over the years. They watched and laughed as Ichi played with her favorite toy, which was a bear that was covered in slobber. It was around 1am when the two had finished the entire bottle of soju. Both of them more tipsy than before and smiling like idiots, laughing and talking the night away.

Izuku let out a sigh. "I think I'm getting a bit too hot." Katsuki looked over at him and watched intently as Deku grabbed the back of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. Exposing his thin waist, defined abs and broad chest covered in dark pink, jagged scars. Izuku threw his shirt somewhere onto the floor and leaned back, pointing his face towards the ceiling. His neck and shoulders seemingly sculpted by the most talented artist. The light from the irori fire glowing against his skin. Kacchan's gaze was glued to his body, eyes lingering for longer than they should have before he looked away. A heavy blush tinted his cheeks, both from the haze of the alcohol and the warm heat that seemed to rise in his chest.

'Not right now. You can't think about that right now...'

Katsuki tried desperately to distract his mind from the same thoughts about Deku that had been seeping thru the cracks for weeks.

Just then, Izuku's phone buzzed. They both turned their attention to the lit-up screen, reading "Ex💔" as the contact. Kacchan noticed how he stared at it, watching it ring for a second before he spoke again in a somber tone, his words slurred slightly. "I should uh... I should probably answer that." He stood, grabbing his phone off the edge of the table. He began to walk out of the living room but then turned back to Kacchan. "Hey, do you mind letting Ichi outside while I take this? I'll only be a few minutes." Katsuki nodded and watched Izuku leave the room before standing himself, walking over to the rice paper doors and sliding one end open.

He looked over at the Great Dane that was curled up in a ball in her bed. "Ichi, come outside." He called, snapping his fingers to get her attention. She stood up, her tail wagging as she walked over to Bakugo, happy that her friend is letting her out. As she went outside and relieved herself, Bakugo stood in the doorway thinking about Deku and who he's talking to.

A few months earlier Deku had told Bakugo about his ex, Monoma. Bakugo knew that he didn't treat Izuku well and irritation flooded his senses, remembering how toxic their relationship had been.

'That bastard didn't deserve him.'

A few minutes later, Ichi came trotting thru the snow, back towards the open door where Katsuki stood. He grabbed a small towel that he remembered Deku kept by the door, he bent over, his body swaying from the alcohol as he dried off her wet paws before letting her back in the house. As he closed the door, he noticed that Izuku wasn't back yet. He turned towards the hallway, seeing that his bedroom door was cracked open. He walked down the hall, slowly pushing it open and seeing Deku turned with his back facing him.

"No, you can't come in here! I've already packed all your things in a few boxes. You can grab them out of the garage whenever you have time, but I don't want to see you." There was a pause, and Then Bakugo heard him sigh and say "I'm done, Monoma" before hanging up the phone. He turned around, noticing Kacchan standing in his doorway. "How much of that did you hear?"

"Enough."

Deku's gaze fell to the floor. "Is that fuck-nut shitbag still bothering you?" Izuku looked up, stunned, before he broke out laughing. "That WHAT?" he couldn't hold back the tears that filled his waterline from laughing so hard, wiping them away before speaking again. "Oh, that's a good one." Bakugo rolled his eyes. "That's exactly what he is for what he did to you." He scoffed. Izuku gave a soft smile, not really having anything else to say. There was a long pause as Bakugo stepped into the room more, leaning against the wall next to him. Deku averted his gaze, staring off into the open space.

"Do you ever think about it?" Deku asked. Kacchan raised an eyebrow as he spoke. "Think about what?" Izuku gave a deep sigh. "Us." he stated plainly, before turning his head towards Bakugo. "Like maybe what it would've been like if we never... ended things." Kacchan looked down to the floor, ignoring the redness on his face. Another long pause, agonizing silence. "The thought has crossed my mind a few times..." he mumbled, almost so quietly that Deku didn't hear him. He probably wouldn't have been so honest if it weren't for the copious amounts of alcohol in his system.

When he heard no response, he looked up, just now realizing how close they were standing to each other. He couldn't read the look in Deku's eyes, but the next thing he knew, their lips were connecting. It was a sweet, soft kiss and Deku put his hands on Bakugo's chest.

'His lips are soft.'

'I shouldn't be doing this.'

'This is wrong.'

'God, i miss him so much.'

So many thoughts were running thru Kacchan's mind, but he couldn't focus on any of them. Too clouded from the alcohol to make any proper sense of what was happening. He knew he shouldn't let it continue. But damn it felt good.

He reached his hands up to Deku's face, holding it and deepening the kiss. Izuku's hands slid down and he gripped onto the sides of Bakugo's shirt, trying to stay grounded to reality himself. Izuku pulled himself flush against Kacchan, earning a small whimper that was lost in the kiss. And in that moment, all the blood rushed to Bakugo's core, and Izuku definitely noticed. They began stumbling backwards towards Deku's bed, getting lost in each other.

Without thinking twice, Deku pushed his tongue past Bakugo's lips, entangling it with his. He ran his fingers thru Izuku's soft green hair, remembering how much he liked it. Their lips parted, and Deku started kissing his neck. His neck was sensitive. Bakugo let out a small moan as Izuku snaked his hands under his shirt, familiar warm fingertips roaming his skin. Bakugo pushed Deku onto the bed and stood over him as he began taking off his clothes. He started with his shirt, pulling it over his head and exposing his built torso. Deku marveled at the sight of how his ex-lover's body changed over the 6 years that they've been apart. Muscles more defined and scars littered all over his body. Izuku reached up to his belt, tugging on it, silently asking to remove it. His emerald eyes stared up at him thru thick lashes, almost pleading with him.

Kacchan raised his hand to his belt, quickly unbuckling the clasp as he slid the material past his muscular thighs. His painfully hard dick jumping to life and hitting him on the stomach. His body was the image of perfection in Deku's mind. His dick throbbed painfully as his eyes trailed down the subtle veins running along Kacchan's forearms. His gaze moved to the slight shadows being casted on his defined 6 pack from the small lamp sitting on the nightstand. It was the only thing illuminating them both with soft light. Izuku opened his mouth, reaching for Katsuki's tip but he was grabbed by the throat, much like he witnessed Shinsou do to Denki earlier in the night. Bakugo roughly pushed him against the mattress, crashing his lips onto Deku's.

Izuku whimpered, bucking his hips against Kacchan who was settled between his legs. He removed his hand from around Deku's neck, deciding it'd be put to better use getting his pants off. Both hands hooked into the waistband of Izuku's jeans as he pulled them down, discarding them to the floor. He kissed Deku's neck hungrily, continuing to his collarbones and chest, littering his skin with small purple marks. Izuku reached for his mahogany nightstand, fumbling with the handle on the drawer as he searched for the bottle of clear lube he kept at his beside. He pushed the bottle against Katsuki's chest. "P-please Kacchan, need you." He whined, looking at Bakugo through his lashes with lust blown eyes. It drove him fucking crazy. He snactched the bottle from Izuku's hands "C'mere" the blonde man growled deep in his chest as the blush on his face spread to his ears. He knew what he was doing was wrong but fuck, he was so damn pretty when he begged like that.

His thoughts ran wild at the sight of the green haired boy under him. His thin waist and that pretty face, all for him. Izuku grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down and kissed him again. As Bakugo hovered over Deku, chest to chest, the scent of alcohol and Deku's cologne enveloped his senses. He broke away from the kiss, squirting some of the lube on his fingers, closing the bottle and throwing it somewhere. He used his other hand to flip Deku onto his stomach and Izuku arched his back slightly, pushing his hips up to give Kacchan the perfect view. Bakugo got on top of him, straddling the back of his legs as he began sliding his lube covered fingers across his entrance. Izuku let out a small, breathy gasp as he used the slick substance to ease the stretch when he penetrated the tight hole. Just one finger at first, moving it in and out slowly, listening for his tiny gasps and whimpers. He braced himself by holding onto Izuku's waist like a vice grip, forcing him to deepen his arch. He leaned forward, pressing his chest flush against Deku's back as he continued to stretch him open.

Izuku reached back, grabbing onto Bakugo's wrist and pulling his hand closer to his face. He kissed his fingertips, interlocking their hands and shifting under Kacchan's weight. "God, you know exactly what to do to drive me crazy." He groaned, lust coating his voice like honey. "You're gonna make me lose control if you keep doing shit like that. You've been on my mind for weeks." He closed his eyes, burying his head in Izuku's neck as he pushed a second finger in, slowly hitting the sweet spot inside of him. Deku let out a broken cry of pleasure as he felt Bakugo's second finger. "You're the only one that can make me feel this good, Kacchan. No one I've been with- fuck please just-" his voice almost sounded like a cry as he tried to get the words out, begging, making Katsuki growl low in his chest. It was music to his ears. "Shh." he cooed. "Okay baby, I'm coming." He whispered close to Deku's ear. "You're such a good boy." Bakugo felt him tighten for just a second as he moaned from those words. "imma good boy~" he mumbled out a small whine, burying his face in the pillow.

Kacchan sat up, relishing in the pretty sounds he missed so much. He removed his fingers from Deku's entrance and, using the excess lube on his hand, he started stroking his dick that painfully throbbed with each whimper that left Izuku's lip. He coated it in the slick substance before falling back down on Deku's back. He lined himself up with his tight hole and pushed himself in slowly, wrapping an arm around Izuku's neck and holding onto him tight. He kissed his neck, leaving pretty purple bruises trailing wherever his lips touched. He then bit down on the soft skin of his right shoulder, making him cry out. Half from the hickies, and half from the bittersweet feeling that he remembered so well of Katsuki stretching him out. His mind was numb with longing. Nothing could compare to the way Bakugo fucked him. Izuku moaned and pushed back onto Bakugo's shaft, forcing him deeper. Kacchan's breath hitched and he spoke in a low, primal tone. "fuck~ I missed you so much." He brutally slammed into him, picking up his pace, causing Izuku's eyes to brim with tears from pleasure and pain.

"I- oh god, yes! I missed- fuck Kacchan please~" Bakugo's mind reeled as he heard those words escape Deku's lips, triggering all kinds of emotions. 'God, I love him so much'. he thought, finally admitting it to himself. He moaned and fucked into Deku faster, going deeper and hitting his g-spot. Izuku tried to speak but his words just died on his tongue. "ngh~ k-kachaan I- please I-" He struggled to get all the words out as Bakugo continued his relentless pace. The sounds of skin on skin and wet slapping tuned everything else out. The feeling was so intense that the burning in his eyes turned into tears, threatening to stain the pillow he held onto for dear life. Kacchan pounded into him faster and took a fistfull of his hair, pulling Deku's head backwards. He kissed and bit all over his neck, ravaging it with more and more markings. He snaked a hand around his waist, gripping him feverishly as he pulled him to his knees.

Deku moved his hips along with Bakugo's rhythm and held onto Kacchan's arm. Bakugo sat back on his knees without missing a beat. Reaching for Izuku's length to stroke him while he brutalized his thrusts even more, still pulling at his soft green hair. He always loved Deku's hair. His breathing got heavier, and his thrusts a bit messier as he stroked Izuku faster, his hand gliding effortlessly. "You're taking me so well Izu" he sighed the old nickname out, voice gruff and blown with lust, sending Deku over the edge. Heat pooled in his stomach, threatening to snap. "fu-fuck I'm gonna cum. Kachaan please please please im s-so close!" he couldn't say anything else, all he could do was beg.

Bakugo closed his eyes as the feeling of Izuku tightening around him pushed him towards ecstasy, still milking him and chasing his own high. He groaned as he felt himself start to cum. "Fuck Deku, I missed you so fucking much. Cum for me baby, let go." He said almost angrily. And then a soft moan escaped his lips, the next words that left Bakugo's mouth made Izuku shiver "My pretty boy.... Izu I still love you." He felt Deku's release as he uttered those words before he could even stop himself, his dick twitching with each spurt of the white, sticky substance that covered Bakugo's hand. He didn't slow down, groaning as he fucked Izuku hard through his orgasm "Ngh~ K-kaachan I never stopped loving y-you." A broken whine as he choked out those words.

Bakugo brought his hand to his mouth, licking his fingers clean of what Deku left behind. "Fuck, you're so pretty, I can't hold back, I-" His thoughts came to a halt, and he moaned loudly as his own orgasm crashed through him like a tidal wave. His brutal, messy thrusts came to a halt as he emptied himself inside of Izuku, painting his insides white.

God what a pretty sight this was, the man he loved most, filled to the brim by him. Screaming for him.

Katsuki's eyes fluttered open, squinting at the bright light from the large window in Deku's room. His palms rubbed the sleep from his vision as he sat up in bed. He yawned, shifting his gaze to the beautiful man who laid next to him. His eyes travelled the length of his torso, noticing how the blanket rested at his lower back. His exposed skin and green hair glowing in the morning sun. Bakugo smiled, the calm before the storm.

His smile faltered when the memories of last night filled his brain, and he remembered that he should be waking up next to you.

Fuck.

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Parts 3

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