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red-sneakers · 9 months
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You can read "Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou!" (my fanfic which this scene is from) here.
blueasrai is an INCREDIBLE artist. Please check out their other work (including my favorite bkdk comic ever) on instagram.
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doodlejoops · 2 years
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Kacchan and Deku from my zombie apocalypse au DEADICATION
Patreon / Twitter / AO3
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polonium-snap · 8 months
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Just found this literal fucking treasure of a Bakudeku fanfic
(I made art of it too!)
Rated E, please read tags
The Time Between Our Lives by Fitzrovia
Summary:
When a villain sends Izuku and Katsuki hundreds of years into the past, their only mode of escape relies on solving an impossible riddle: what is the beauty of all life?
Alone, quirkless, and separated from everything they know, Izuku and Katsuki have to work together and embrace their unspoken love and devotion towards one another if they ever hope to return home.
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"What if it takes us like… ten years to get back? D'you ever worry about that?"
What if we never get back?
"'Course I do, nerd." Kacchan says it with more fondness in his voice than Izuku knew him capable. "And if we're gonna be stuck here a while, maybe we should start living our lives… here."
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serasarahhhh · 14 days
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Author: Maxine Pairings: BakuDeku Rating: R Chapters: 14/? Notes: Accidental quirk shenanigans result in an unplanned pregnancy. Post-canon, no a/b/o dynamics. Summary: It's not that Katsuki didn't want kids. He figured he'd have them one day, probably. That he and Izuku would adopt or maybe figure something else out. This is NOT how it was supposed to go. ~~~~~ CHAPTER 14 “OI!” Katsuki barks at the rest of the room, even though most of its occupants are already staring at him with arched eyebrows. He swallows as everyone else turns their attention toward him, trying not to fidget in place or do anything that would make him fall. He’s not exactly at his usual level of coordination these days. “Real quick. Uh. I know I was kind of a last-minute addition to the staff roster and maybe some of you are wondering what the hell I’m doing here.” “Recovering from a thing!” Present Mic shouts, and then gives him a double thumbs up when Katsuki scowls. At his side, Vlad King starts snickering. “No – goddammit.” Katsuki huffs. “Look, I’ve been off field work for a few weeks and was getting sick of hanging around my agency not doing shit.” He tips his head in Tsuyu’s direction. “Froppy here was nice enough to suggest letting me double up with her and somehow we got Principal Nezu onboard. Probably just taking pity on me, but whatever. I’m gonna be even more of a pain for you people to deal with than I was in school because…” Katsuki cuts both hands in toward his stomach, more or less framing the bulging curve there. “I’m pregnant. Got hit with a Quirk. Shit happened. It’s Deku’s.” He puffs out a breath and jerks forward into a slight bow. “Thanks in advance for putting up with me, I guess.” “Young Bakugou, please get down,” All Might hisses out in an overly frantic tone, and this time Katsuki does as told. He even accepts the hand the older man holds out to assist him. “See, now that explains it,” a gruff voice says. Katsuki looks up to find Hound Dog stroking the bottom of his muzzle in a thoughtful sort of way. Most of the rest of the room seems completely unphased – likely a byproduct of having years under their belts as both pro heroes and teachers who’ve mentored hundreds of students with all manner of Quirks. They’ve all seen some shit, Katsuki realizes, and the bit of tension that had locked up his shoulders abruptly drains away. This probably isn’t even close to the weirdest thing any of them have dealt with. “Explains what?” Katsuki asks, somewhat warily. Hound Dog shrugs. “Your smell.” “…What?” “You smell pregnant. It was throwing me off.” “WHAT?!” “Maaaan, you’ve gotta share things like that!” Present Mic yells over at Houng Dog. “Spill the tea, share the juice, give me the gossip! How many times do I gotta tell you?!” “Way too early,” Aizawa grumbles again. He pulls open a drawer of a nearby desk and whips out a yellow sleeping bag that’s seen far better days. “Somebody wake me up when the opening ceremony starts.” “Shouta, did you know?” Present Mic demands, spinning toward him before Aizawa can fully disappear beneath the desk. “Shouta! HEY. Did you know??” “Oh man, I’m so glad I signed on this year,” Tokage utters in awe. She looks a little too gleeful, honestly. “This is great.” Tsuyu nods in agreement. “I wonder if it’s always this eventful.” “What the fuck does he mean, I smell pregnant,” Katsuki asks, scandalized. “Is that a fucking thing? Do I stink??” “It’s just his Quirk, Bakugou.” Tsuyu gives him a reassuring pat on the arm. “He probably picked up on the hormonal changes. Don’t worry about it. Want to go over the plans for our first classes?” Alright, well that’s gross and terrible to know. Continue reading at AO3. Through chapter 14 now posted!
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queen-swagzilla · 4 months
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chapter 17 of courting & coupons is up on ao3!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35366950/chapters/88151488
chapter 18 is already up on my patreon if you Just Can’t Wait 🎊 patreon.com/queenswagzilla
merry christmas my little potatoes 💕 #dkbk
rts appreciated! 🎁🎄❄️
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panpanicatmha · 7 months
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@slug-cube (also gonna tag @clawz-loopz cuz idk which you're more active on nowadays) HAPPY ONE YEAR OF FRIENDSHIP BESTIE ILYYYYYYYYY
"It's not okay, Kaminari!" Izuku shouts. "He wants Todoroki to hold his hand, not me! It's not—" Izuku's voice cracks, and the ache of his heart turns to searing heat as it burns its way up his throat and to the back of his eyes. "It's not me. It's never been me, Kaminari. He—" Izuku chokes, except this time there's nothing stuck in his throat except a wet sob. "He's always wanted the best, and that's not me." Ever since he was a kid, he's wanted to be the best. He's always wanted to be the best—he's tried, he's tried so hard— My best isn't enough for Kacchan.
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tell me, if he handed you a bloodied hand, would you take it, only because it was his?
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here you go nomnom eat the soup
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z-mizcellaneous-z · 7 months
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I WROTE A ONESHOT FOR KACCHAN'S RETURN IN LEAKS
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pentagonieslut · 11 months
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hii!! this is my first time requesting something so sorry if its too vague, but i wanted to ask what do you think dkb's reactions would be to dry humping? appreciate your work and I'm glad to see a bb writing something on this app cause there's literally no dkb fics🥲
hi cutie ! i gotcha haha ! i put it in a headcanon type style too if that’s okay with you ! hope you like it ! <3
DKB REACTION : dry humping
E-CHAN:
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you were at a basketball game, him hugging you from behind as you stood up for the final 10 minutes
it was packed so you were already pressed up against him
him slowly bricking up is a lie- he’s been bricked up since you were looking a little too good for his liking in public. he wanted you to look the way you looked now in private
you knew it too that he was bricked..so you took it into your own hands
first pretending to stand on your tip toes to see the players
then pretending to pick something up
finally- outright going for it
his hands grabbing your waist tightly as he hisses
he moves up and down against you, letting out the tiniest whine
“fuck if we weren’t going to an after party i’d rip your clothes off right now”
he can’t hide it so he has to change clothes into bigger ones
D1:
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you guys were watching a movie
you were desperate to have some attention since he just revoked your punishment from testing him two weeks ago
deciding the movie was a good time to try to get some action, you moved
you turned around to koala bear hug him and play a ‘im tired’ card
he thought nothing of it and started stroking your back gently to lull you to sleep
moving your hips, he froze and glanced at you quickly thinking you were just joking
when you continued on he got what you were trying to do and let you continue
“babydoll if you wanted me to help you feel something, you should’ve asked”
he lifted his hips up as if to thrust into you causing you to whimper from his action
he just continues watching the movie and let’s you help yourself- his motto:
want it? work for it.
once you grinded harder down against him, continuing to make yourself get off
“did you finish princess? good girl, now let’s clean up this mess hm?”
TEO:
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(his fucking arms,, i want him to choke me like he hates me with a burning passion)
you were doing the take me down dance that he created, preparing to do a dance video to it
both of you have the hots for each other but he doesn’t know how to ask you out since you’ve got the powerful aura that makes everyone bite their lips
you were wearing shorts since you’ve been practicing all day and just a sports bra
part of the choreography had you hovering above him- just a couple of inches above him
couldn’t stand the fact he was unintentionally be teased
your legs started hurting and you ended up sitting on top of him
which he was okay with
continuing to dance that part, you grinding on him as you only have a sly smile through the mirror
the loudest groan leaves his mouth
you both forget about the dance and he smashes his lips against yours as you continue grinding on him
once you stop and get off him as to not get in trouble, you wink at him and disappear for a ‘break’
HEECHAN:
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with him i highly doubt you’ll even dry hump
like deadass
wooyoung’s little brother frfr
as soon as he started
he’d stop and just fuck you then and there
please when he danced to PTSD
FUCK
has the prettiest whines i bet
but tease him enough, he might just show you why he’s the head choreographer
GK:
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this is unintentional but
you were all in the car
they wanted to take you to this luxe studio they rented since it reminded you of the one you have back home
you were sitting in his lap, the road being bumpy
you planted yourself as hard as you could against him
the bouncing didn’t help the fact that every twist and turn you were grinding on his throbbing cock
whispers into your ear
“please try to hold onto something that will give you stability and not make you move”
his face was red because he was with his members
they wont let him live it down
his moans were about to burst through his throat
only wished for it all to end
LUNE:
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you were at the pool in the middle of the night
he had his eyes closed as he relaxed and listened to the music coming from the speaker
sneaking onto the daybed next to him
you grin and rather than hump him, you lick a stripe up his cock
simulating that you were sucking him off
you suck and he opens his eyes and moans
he’s pretty but that moan is prettier
lemme stop before my thoughts win
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JUNSEO:
FUCK HES ADORABLE
I LOVE U BIG BEAR
anyways
y’all were sleeping
then it got hot
so you started moving whilst in his iron bear hug
he woke up because you were moving way too damn much
hearing your whines turned him on and he bricked up
“b-baby please? stop moving? let me sleep?”
he forced you awake and gave the cutest smile that had the scariest meaning behind it
sheepish apology
can’t recover so he dances away
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YUKU:
he’s so soft my heart 🥺
he’d be sort of surprised that you even asked him
this boy just smiled and says sure
you take it slow
the tiniest sound made by someone else besides the two of you makes him freeze
he’ll help you or try to make you feel good
might even pull something out his ass that yuta aniki taught him
he laughs at your whines and smiles softly
encourages you to do it as many times you like
he might even get handsy and do something for you instead
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HARRY JUNE:
“right now? for real?”
“hyungs are going to come in soon”
“try it”
sitting in his lap on the dance floor
under the guise of finding a comfortable position
he moans out loud once
then chokes and turns red
keeps his head down
notices his precum showing
gets shy
is shocked that he can’t combat nor tease anymore
all because he’s chokeheld by you
now he wants to just go to his room and screw you until you black out
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red-sneakers · 18 days
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There’s something riveting about two fictional characters kissing/being intimate when they don’t know where they stand with each other emotionally. We, the readers, know they’re both in love, but they don’t know that (yet). It’s romantic/sexy AND suspenseful. It’s why I love fluffy “practice kissing” fics and angsty “friends with benefits” fics.
It’s also why I wrote this very silly fic premise where in order to give back One For All, Katsuki has to “administer doses” of his DNA (um.. spit 😅) to Izuku several times a day for months. It doesn’t count as kissing if it’s just to return One For All!! Wait, but… Do they wish it was kissing? Heh 😏
Chapter 1 is out, chapter 2 is written and being edited 😎
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reifukuro · 2 years
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Bakugo is jealous of any who’s near Izuku in this fanfic 💥🙄
Inspired on:
Blood Moon, chapter 7, By Lalazee on AO3!
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legendzjagz · 9 months
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NEW FIC
Hey guys! Just posted the first fic to my newest series! Very excited for this fic. Definitely one of my fav fics I’ve written!
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48840238
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Title: Welcome to the Club…
Rating: M
Words: 2,219
Summary:
Katsuki closed the door to Deku's room silently, before making his way to the stairwell - needing to make it back to his room before others got up this morning. His luck though, Shinsou’s door opened as he passed, and Pikachu snuck his way into the hallway.
“Leaving already?”
“Ah!” Kaminari whisper yelled, turning to face him, electricity crackling over his skin, “Kats, man, don’t do that!”
Katsuki only rolled his eyes, moving to open the stairwell door for both of them. “You should check the hallway before leaving, dumbass.”
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Class 3a shenanigans of trying to make it back to their own dorm rooms without getting caught by Iida or Aizawa
Who knew there’d be so many of them sneaking around?
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ronniegoblin · 10 months
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BKDK - crackfic
"So... You two are or aren't dating...?" Denki asked, looking at the very clearly codependent pair. Bakugo was very comfortable in Izuku's lap, head nuzzled into Izuku's neck as the green-haired male rubbed circles into his muscular back.
"Yes we are."
"No we aren't."
Izuku chuckled, eyes rolling as if the refusal of what ever they had was... Funny.
"Kacchan, where are you currently?" he mused.
"You're stupid lap." he mumbled, barely audible. Denki's eyes did not stray from the two.
"And where are you gonna go to bed tonight?" Izuku asked, a knowing smile creeping on his face. His tone matching that energy.
"Your dumbass bed." he huffed, clearly not liking where this was going.
"So that means?" Izuku waited for a retort, something sassy, something maybe a bit mean, instead he got an answer no one expected.
"I'm spoiled." Bakugou's face was hidden, but his tone told anyone who could hear them that he was smirking.
"So are you two dating or not?!" Denki whined, just wanting clarification from the two idiots who were lost in each other.
"Yes, we are!"
"No we aren't!"
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cloudsu · 1 year
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Petrichor
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Izuku can smell the rain before it comes. It’s an idle ability, useless in nature that really acts as a party trick. The subtle scent of petrichor will lightly tickle his nose before he drags Katsuki by the hand. “Rain is coming, Kacchan.” Katsuki will always laugh, but allow himself to be tugged forward anyway. Maybe once or twice he’s joked that this is Izuku’s nth quirk because Katsuki can’t smell it. “It smells like wetness and Earth, like swimming pool water but less bleach,” Izuku describes. Katsuki always tries to discern the asphalt, grass, and general smoke from the scents Izuku describes, but he can’t. Izuku just smiles at him, cheeks pushing up his eyes, and promises one day he’ll smell it and it will be amazing.
It isn’t until they’re in their late 20s, hands clasped on the street, budding relationship causing blushing cheeks and shy glances that Katsuki finally learns. “Rains coming, Kacchan,” Izuku says. He tugs at Katsuki’s hand but Katsuki stays in place. Izuku turns around, they’re an arm's distance away, just a few steps. A drop of rain falls down from the sky, catches itself on one of Izuku’s wild curls, and then drips down the man’s face. It’s like a teardrop, tracking a pattern across his freckles. Katsuki’s world stops, his senses heightened.
Thump, thump, thump, his heart beats a steady yet erratic rhythm in his chest, eyes flashing as that single droplet finally drops off Izuku’s face and dampens his t-shirt. He can smell it then: damp Earth, a touch of something clean, and Izuku. Katsuki crowds Izuku’s space, lips expelling air in time as the rain falls around them. He bumps his nose against Izuku’s to inhale him deeply.
It’s then that he realizes that he’s been smelling it all along, it is Izuku. Izuku the unstoppable force always tugging him along that Katsuki could not hope to evade. He is the rain. “I smell it, it’s what you are to me,” Katsuki breathes out.
A look of pure love crosses Izuku’s eyes before he presses their lips together, the full gust of the storm now pushing down onto them, soaking their clothes and bones. It melts them together, two people with their hearts thumping, lost in each other, lost in the rain.
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panpanicatmha · 7 months
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BEKIEDEKIE FOR MY BESTIEEEE
@samisnotlegend HAPPY BIRTHHHHHHHH
for you <3333
From the moment he waltzed into class on that first day, he’s been faced with one challenge after another—the realization that he isn’t the only talented person, the Sports Festival shit of being chained up like a goddamn dog, being kidnapped and saved by All Might, finding out about the truth behind All Might’s Quirk— Oh, and having his entire fucking worldview shifted after fighting with Deku, who apparently never looked down on him all this time. That was also kind of a gigantically big deal for Katsuki. To be honest, he still forgets that fact, sometimes. All this time, Deku looked up to him. Even when he was a complete dick to him, he… Katsuki swallows at the sudden lump swelling in the back of his throat, threatening to burst and leak out from his eyes. He never fucking left. Katsuki glances at his clock. 11:49.
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ttttobistuff · 6 months
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「The first three words of a thousand more」
Words: 1.8k
(Fluff)★
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The villain had a shapeshifting quirk. This fight wasn’t as easy as hitting what may look like him…one wrong move and someone might end up in the hospital. He also had the power of changing the appearance of someone else, not for long but just enough to cause a death-dealing situation. Izuku was terrified of hurting the wrong person, of hurting one of his allies in the process of stopping the villain. Unfortunately, he knew this would happen sooner or later on.
Katsuki, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about hurting someone else by accident. His mission was clear: stopping the bad guy, as easy as that. At first he thought he could avoid it, simply be careful with every explosion but after a short while Katsuki was sick of it. As expected of course, neither his fighting style nor Katsuki himself was meant to be cautious or measured during the battle.
Izuku had been holding in for the whole fight, being hit several times thanks to the fear that was bubbling up inside his throat. He couldn’t take it anymore, but hurting a friend would forever be a weight in his back and more if it ended up being something fatal. Katsuki noticed it, he knew Izuku's way of fighting better than Izuku himself. But he also understands the deep fear of the green haired boy, the pain it would bring him. At the same time, Katsuki couldn’t help seeing Izuku restraining so much.
“Just fucking hit him!” Katsuki yelled, Izuku looked over at him…Staring into his eyes, feeling a passion burning behind the light reflected on them. He stole a bit of courage from him and took the risk, Izuku threw a fierce punch towards the villain…or what seemed to be him.
The fist of Izuku formed a small hole in the enemy's torso, making him cough blood and later on stumble his way to the floor. Few seconds later, Izuku realized with horror that the person on the floor was Bakugo. The villain transformed seconds after Katsuki had yelled, leaving him no time to even notice the sudden change. He became paralyzed, the criminal cracked a smile before comprehending the dreadful mistake he had made. Not even a minute later, Izuku raised his fists again and looked over at the man who had tricked him into hurting the closest person to him.
Drowning in rage, Izuku ended up destroying every inch of the face of the criminal. After being stopped by his friends who surrounded him and stared in terror while he tried to slaughter that man, the criminal was taken away by officers with the help of a few doctors and heroes.
Izuku’s hands were covered in blood, leaving a small pond on top of his shoe that drifted down to the floor. Kirishima was still holding him, making sure he didn’t try to go after the shapeshifter. Thankfully, Izuku didn’t have enough energy for that anymore. When the police sirens couldn’t be heard anymore, Izuku stumbled back and forth before running over to Katsuki who was still lying down on the floor.
When he arrived, he fell to his knees and grabbed Katsuki while helping him sit. Izuku wrapped his arms around the other boy’s naked chest, his heart was beating so loudly he could’ve sworn Katsuki heard it. Then, he felt warm tears running down. At that moment, Izuku felt two sturdy arms covering him.
When Midoriya raised his face from Bakugo’s chest, he had thick red blood running down his forehead and making its way to his left cheek. The coldness in his skin was vanishing, being vanquished by the heat of blood. He looked up at Katsuki, he coughed one last time before passing out right into Midoriya’s arms. While the blood was running, he stood up, embracing Katsuki’s body in his arms.
Hours later, Izuku found himself on his knees while holding Katsuki’s hand. He was asleep, his head resting on the other boy’s arm. His breath was hitting Katsuki’s skin, a soft sensation sending shivers down his spine. Izuku woke up as soon as he felt Katsuki’s body move, he looked up with messy hair and red eyes from sleeping in such an uncomfortable position. Katsuki cracked a little smile before reaching Izuku’s hair and messing with it, he smiled back. The softest, most heartwarming smile Katsuki had ever glimpsed.
Before Izuku could open his mouth, Katsuki moved over his hand and covered his lips. An apology wasn’t needed, Katsuki didn’t care about that. He knew Izuku was in deep agony, not physically but mentally for hurting his closest…friend. He stared into his eyes, swimming deep into those red yet tenderhearted eyes. Izuku could feel a profound ardor within himself, having to suck it up once more to avoid ruining his relationship with the boy he so badly desired. What he didn’t know was, Katsuki himself shared that fire. Unlike Midoriya, he had made up his mind just a few days ago to bring to light these feelings.
He moved his hand from Izuku’s mouth as soon as Recovery Girl entered the room, leaving a small blush on Katsuki’s face. Rapidly, Izuku got up and moved out of her way. After a small session of kisses and sermons, he was good to go as long as he rested properly. Izuku, of course, was going to make sure that happened. He helped Bakugo stand up and they both slowly walked to the door. He was angry at first but after falling down from moving without help, he accepted it and allowed Midoriya to keep his hands on him.
“We’re going to my dorm” Katsuki said, no question asked before pulling Izuku’s arm and changing his direction abruptly. He followed without a complaint, he was visibly confused but not upset. After making sure Izuku was all right with this, he walked nonstop before the embarrassment kicked in and a deep crimson blush stifled him. Izuku was puzzled by why his friend was going so fast, putting himself through the agony of that instead of going slowly…he couldn’t comprehend why but either way he couldn’t think much, after all he was basically a lovesick puppy following Katsuki around.
It was around six in the afternoon, Katsuki tends to eat dinner around seven in order to achieve his goal of sleeping at eight. Luckily, Izuku doesn’t enjoy staying up until late hours or eating too late. After opening the door to his dorm, Katsuki let go of Izuku’s arm and walked toward what seemed to be a small kitchen. This didn’t surprise Midoriya a lot; Katsuki doesn’t enjoy people, but he takes eating properly very seriously. Inside that fridge he keeps some frozen meals, they seem very balanced and quite tasty. On top of a shelf, he keeps a microwave and some chopsticks. After heating up two containers of food, he signaled Izuku to bring water and to sit down with him. Midoriya was ashamed, but he wasn’t able to deny such hospitality. Also, it made his heart race to know Bakugo had a soft spot only for him…only for him.
It was uncomfortable for the first minutes, but shortly after taking the first bite, Izuku smiled and a conversation started between the two boys. A sweet laugh coming from both of them, savoring every bite and every glance they both took of one another. After a while, Katsuki looked down and went silent. Holding his chopsticks harder, Izuku noticed the silence and stopped laughing. He stared in confusion and a bit of worry at Katsuki, terrified he had done something wrong and ruined the marvelous moment between the two beating hearts. At that moment, he heard a sentence he wouldn’t have expected in a thousand years.
“I love you” Bakugo said, in a whisper. Midoriya blinked in astonishment, not being able to tell if what he had heard was real or not. Was he desperate to the point of hallucinating Katsuki’s voice? Maybe it was his mind playing a cruel trick on him? He had to make sure, clear everything up before pouring his whole heart into a lovely ramble about how much he likes Katsuki back.
“Say…say that again, Kacchan” That name sent shivers down Katsuki’s spine, making him conscious about what he could lose if it all went wrong. He was shaking, he could feel the drops of sweat tracing the contours of his well-trained back. After all, Katsuki rather die than…lose Midoriya. He couldn’t believe what he was thinking, realizing how much the green haired boy meant to him.
It took Katsuki an unbelievable amount of effort to suck the dread and panic up, but luckily he achieved it. Saying once again those words he had been longing since his eyes laid on Izuku’s freckles and those stupid lips he could stare at for hours unend. “I said: I love you”
Deku stared at him in silence before grabbing Katsuki’s face and letting himself go, finally getting such a craved kiss that had been keeping him awake at night. Even if Kacchan didn’t have a second to process it, he didn’t require it; he kissed him back, wrapping his arms around his torso. Kacchan’s rough hands traveled from his sculpted upper back all the way to the limit of his trousers from behind, slowly tracing Deku's spine with a single finger.
“Kacchan, I’ve waited so long for this moment. I can’t- I don’t know what to say. I've had feelings for you since I learned what feeling was…I cannot comprehend how you managed to make me lose my mind for such a long time but you did and I-” Needles to say the one who spoke was Deku, who’s words slipped through his lips as if they were engulfed with butter. Kacchan knew him well enough to only laugh and smash his face against his as a response, shutting him up yet keeping his mouth open for a more enjoyable kiss between the two boys.
Oh, how long Kacchan and Deku waited for this is beyond comprehension. Neither of them recalls when the feelings started, or why, they just know they’ve been walking around it ever since that delightful moment. As their lips finally touched, their hands on each other’s flesh, a feeling of relief drowned both chests. No more sleepless nights, staying up and thinking of living a long life alone, terrified of not being able to spend the rest of their existence beside their true and only love. Both thanked the heavens everything went well, both couldn’t hold in any longer the burning emotions and passion they felt for each other with a simple sight of the opposite or the simple whisper of their voice…
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