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Chapter 10 - Kirishima’s “roomies forever” party (1/2)

Summary: Y/N and Izuku gets an invite to a fancy party at Katsuki’s house. They have a really hard time getting there though.

Warnings: Swear words, suggestive - it’s literally 50% reader being thirsty and 50% Deku trying to keep in his pants. 16+

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The weirdness starts with a simple invitation.

Nothing suspicious, it’s just a message from Kirishima in a brand new group chat.

New group chat: Everyone Katsuki definitely does not care about.

Kirishima: Dear friends! I would like to invite you to my house for a little get together this Sunday. It’s our 7th Roomie Anniversary, so please come in smart casual clothing, not in your underwear or pajamas (or that Pikachu onesie I absolutely adore on you, Kaminari. - It hurts me just as much as it hurts you, buddy.)

Please, do your best to be able to attend I have a surprise for him and I want you guys to be there for it!

“Damn, 7 years.” You mumble to yourself, tangled together with Izuku in the bed. It’s one of those days when Izuku miraculously managed to get home by 10PM so you are both lazing around, doing literal nothing because Izuku deserves a fucking break. “They must really like each other to stay together for so long.”

“Well, Eijirou was Katsuki’s first real friend if you don’t count me and trust me, back then, I did not count.” Izuku giggles. “He was the only one who could handle Kacchan’s temper and the only one who could calm him down when he went berserk. But Kacchan wasn’t the only one benefitting from this relationship; Kacchan helped Kirishima with studying and from being one of the worst students he ended up to be one of the best in only a few months. I’m not one of those weird shippers but I must admit they are perfect for each other.” Izuku mumbles into your neck, half asleep.

“Oi, don’t you dare look down on my kind, nerd!” You retort incredulously as you sit up to stare at the hero judgmentally which is a hard task right now, because he’s shirtless and absolutely beautiful and you kinda just want to kiss him all over which then makes you think about your cheeky evening in the hot tub which makes your insides turn upside down and… okay. Focus.

Also, you still haven’t seen his broccoli tattoo properly. This needs to change ASAP.

… not like that’s important right now.

Okay. Let’s go back to the main story. Sorry about that.

“Admit it, it’s weird! I don’t judge you or anything, but it is certainly… a funky little hobby.”

“You know what? I hope they fucking get engaged on the party. I’ll enjoy the pain on your face as you realize how wrong you were.” You pout and Izuku can’t help himself; he attacks your pouty lips right away with small, barely their kisses.

“I love you, but you are deranged.”

“What did you just call me?!” You giggle as Izuku slowly moves down from your lips to your neck, his lips barely grazing the skin and he doesn’t stop there; he makes his way towards your chest then down your belly and…

“Teasing my deranged little girlfriend.” He answers as he yanks your oversized t-shirt (okay, Izuku’s oversized t-shirt.) over his head and leaves tiny kisses all over your naked tummy and chest, slowly making his way up towards your breasts, his head completely hidden under your shirt.

“I’m not wearing a bra, Izu…” You mumble, pink dusting your cheeks. How are you supposed to not make a sound right now?! How?!

“Hmm… indeed.” You don’t need to see Izuku’s face to know there is a shit eating grin on his face. “I’ll close my eyes then.”

“That’s not the point, you silly!”

Honestly, this new, confident side of Izuku will be the death of you. The way he knows you don’t actually mind him there, the way you don’t need to beg him anymore to let himself loose… damn, how much you just want to push his face into your chest and…

Uhm… let’s calm down. He’s just having fun.

Suddenly, Izuku’s head pops out through the collar of your your shirt, the poor fabric almost tearing from the abuse.

“Want me to chill out? I can chill out.” Suddenly, Izuku lays down on top of you with all his fucking body weight and you literally can not breathe.

“Oh my god, you are like those massive Great Dane dogs who think they are lap dogs and suffocate their owners by accident.” You giggle while you ruffle his unruly hair.

“Woof.”

Midoriya fucking Izuku just licked your cheek. Like… literally licked a stripe up your face.

“Izuku, you absolute weirdo, I love you so much.” Somehow, Izuku is taken aback by your sudden confession. He looks up at your face, looking for something, probably signs that you’ve meant it in a sarcastic way but needless to say he can’t find anything but pure adoration. “What?”

“I’m being my absolute worst and your first thought is that… you love me?” Izuku starts drawing circles into your hipbone with his thumb while his ring finger is playing with the hem of your pajamas. It’s getting really hot in here all of the sudden.

“Yeah. I really love when you go all unhinged and just… do stuff you want to do. I love that you know I won’t say no. Because I can’t, Izu. I can’t say no to you and I never will.”

You can see the moment your words get acknowledged by Izuku’s brain because suddenly, his eyes go all dark and half lidded and if eyes could physically devour you’ll be nothing but a few bones by now.

“You make it really hard for me to go to sleep, you know that?” Izuku’s voice goes deep and husky and hell if it doesn’t go right into your core. There is so much restraint in every single syllable it’s actually painful.

“Do you need to?”

Honestly, you should just downright tell him to get down on you at this point. You are way too obvious. Izuku kissing and sucking on the skin on your neck doesn’t help, either.

“I have an early shift tomorrow.” Izuku sighs, defeated. “I… uhm… when we… do stuff I want to have all the time in the world. I want to kiss your whole body from head to toe until your skin is tinged pink all over. I want to take my time. I want to cherish you as long as I can and not rush it.” Izuku mutters with half of his hands down your pajama pants, caressing the skin in your lower tummy as he speaks. “I want to love you all night, maybe even in the morning. Make you breakfast after then cuddle up by the TV.” He murmurs into your ear; your arms are full of goosebumps from the depth of his voice, from the warmth of his breath and…

“Let’s take a cold shower then.” You look at your boyfriend pleadingly. “Ice cold. Yeah.”

“Deal.” Izuku pops his head back into your shirt and skims your nipple with his chin by accident. You can’t help but yelp. “Goddamnit Sweet Pea.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault!” You giggle as a red faced Izuku finally climbs out under your shirt. “I would like to invite you to share the shower with me but I feel like it would just make this situation worse.”

“Please, stay away from me.” Izuku giggles and goes towards his bathroom. “Ahh, why did you say that, now I want to shower together!” He whines once again but closes the door behind him anyway.

“Silly nerd.” You sigh as you make your way towards the main bathroom. You can’t wait for the day when Izuku is free again. You can’t do this for much longer. Izuku pulls you in like a magnet, and you want more and more as the time passes; one day, your restraint will snap and you won’t be able to stop yourself and neither will he so if Izuku really wants to have your first time the way he planned it, he really needs to hurry up.

Damn, you always hated when you were reading a nice, fluffy fanfiction then suddenly, the main character went all slutty for the hero but now that you are living the dream most people only write and daydream about, it really starts to make sense.

Don’t tell them that, though.

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Thanks to Izuku’s inhuman working hours, Sunday comes much sooner than you’ve expected. You are standing by the massive mirror in your room, accessing your dress and looking for flaws but by the look on Izuku’s face as he stares at you while sitting your bed, this dress was the right choice and there’s no reason for you to be stressed about it. You can hear the massive gulp even from the other side of the room as he stares at your your naked back, utterly mesmerized.

“Uhm… this dress… is quite revealing, isn’t it? Like… I could just… move that little strap and it would all fall down… uhm… not like I would…” Izuku mutters and you can’t help but giggle at that.

“You need a cold shower, Izu-Izu?” You slowly push the mentioned strap down. “Oh look, it’s still on! Magic of the dress tape!”

“I’m going to have a shower and put my own shirt on.” Izuku mutters, avoiding eye contact as he leaves the room in two long strides.

“Have fun!” You snicker to yourself, all over the moon from the fact that you have such an effect on your favorite hero.

“First of all…” Izuku pops his head back into the room, offended. “This is not smart casual.” He points at you from head to toe aggressively. You can barely stop yourself from laughing. “Second of all, fuck you.”

“Oh sorry, since when am I dating Bakugou Katsuki?” You snicker, adoration clear in your eyes.

“Oh, if I would be Bakugou Katsuki you would be naked by now.”

Wow. Izuku is in a sassy mood. Thank god you absolutely adore Izuku in a sassy mood.

“The only reason I’m not naked right now is the fact that we shouldn’t cancel on your two best friends.”

“That’s… a fair point.” You can see the steam coming out of Izuku’s red ears.

“Come on now, I want to have my own little meltdown when I see you in that gorgeous dark green dress shirt. Also, those trousers? I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

Somehow, this was the right thing to say; Izuku gets all excited and makes a dramatic leave after grinning like an idiot for half a minute. Ahh, there are literally no words for how much you love this man and his silly little sassy fits.

After around fifteen minutes, Izuku emerges from the bathroom; his dress shirt is messily put on, half of the buttons still open, his hair a mess but somehow, an artistic mess that makes him look badass instead of… we’ll… messy… uhm, fuck, it’s really hard to use words right now to be absolutely honest.

Why?

Because when Izuku turns around to close the door, the sight that welcomes you is…

Izuku’s perfectly juicy peach. In a tailored fit trousers which cup his… well… his bottom… perfectly. The whole messy dress shirt thing also doesn’t help your… well… situation. If this would be a no plot just cheeky stuff kinda fanfiction, this would be the time when Izuku throws his non-existent tie on the floor and devours you without asking for permission and in only a few minutes you would be screaming his name like s mantra. And to be absolutely, totally honest… you really hate that this fanfiction isn’t one of those right now.

“Cat got your tongue?” Izuku purrs as he slowly comes closer and closer while he finishes his buttons on the way to you. For the love of god, stop the violence. This is pure torture.

“I’ll call the police.” You retort awkwardly, your fingers pointing at all the really lovely bits on Izuku’s body, like for instance, his absolutely gorgeous pecks under the green, tight-fit shirt. “This… whatever this is… is surely illegal.”

“Uhm… I really wanted to retort with something cool and flirty but what if I just throw you into the wall and kiss you senseless instead?” Izuku mutters with a red face, clearly embarrassed.

“I mean, that would have been something cool and flirty if you wouldn’t ask for permission… uhmpf…”

Izuku is all over you and he smells like expensive cologne. He kisses your lips, your neck, his hands wandering are all over your back, grabbing and caressing the naked skin and you can’t help but yelp and moan and just make all the sounds humanly possible because it’s not enough, it’s never enough, you want more and you wanted it for so long but you can’t help but respect his decision, but that doesn’t make it easy.

“We need to go. Let’s continue this in the car.” Izuku looks at you, disheveled, flushed and panting.

“Izu, we’ll be really late if we do that.” You giggle into his mouth that moves relentlessly on yours even as you try to speak.

“To quote my good friend, Kacchan… I do not give a single flying fuck.”

Needless to say, you two were really late to the party. Not like any of you really cared.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Damn, honestly, these two need to get a room. I’m actually sorry for them at this point. I will burn in hell for this.

- Haha so funny story: I was so focused on the two specials I literally did not have a single word done of this until yesterday. Then I had a random urge to write and wrote two chapters in one go. Welcome to my life.

- The next chapter will be a Kirishima x Bakugou centered one so I’m sorry if you are not into that! This is my AU though, so like… I can do whatever I want. 😂 You can skip it if you really want but I’ll be really happy if you give it a try. This is NOT the same AU as the original and I’m not a fanatic KiriBaku shipper it just made sense in this AU. I love all the ships and I respect those who don’t ship anyone at all. So please, be nice or else I’ll cry. 😂💜

- Have you read the two Izuku x reader specials? If not, go on my profile and check them out! Send me your thoughts! 💜

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dweebsqueeze · 2 years

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Sweet Taste (Deku x Fem!Reader)

18+ Smut, 7.4k Words Minors DNI

Deku x Fem!Reader, Both of you are in UA University's hero course and are adults

Warnings: switch deku x switch reader, caught masterbating, public masterbating, public blowjob, getting eaten out, overstim

Summary: You are the certified hottie of Class 1A with everything except... Izuku Midoriya. You can't stand how attracted you are to him, it drives you to do something reckless. The dominant side of you takes over which ultimately brings the two you closer. Then, he shows you a completely unexpected side to him.

Part 1: Izuku's Turn

Izuku Midoriya was the sweetest boy you ever met. You desperately wished to ruin him.

You had known shy boys before who always looked flustered when you got too close or said something too suggestive. You were quite beautiful and knew how to yield it powerfully. You knew almost all the boys in class had a crush on you. Other courses referred to you as the hottie of class A.

You were a leader in everything you did. You had top grades, an amazing quirk, and the path to your future career was brighter than ever. You had it all… well, not exactly. You wanted Midoriya.

Some of the boys were definitely cute, but Midoriya was by far the most attractive to you. In gossipy chats with the other girls, some didn’t agree with you. They thought he was too plain looking. He was anything but that. His freckles were adorable and unique. You longed to run your hands through his wild green hair. You loved the way his kind eyes crinkled when he smiled so genuinely. God, you probably spent hours thinking about his body. The boy was chiseled. It was such a stark contrast from his soft face it drove you crazy. You also wondered what his opinion on his scars was, because you certainly thought they were beautiful. He dedicated himself to everything he did. You really respected how much of a hard worker and gentle soul he was. To you, he was the total package.

But, it didn’t mean you couldn’t introduce him to the world of lewdness. Well, technically you were never introduced either. You had no other experience outside kissing, but you always suspected you would take a dominant role when the time came. Considering how embarrassed he got over the smallest things, it was guaranteed he had zero experience. You couldn’t believe someone didn’t snatch the boy up already, but you were thankful. When you were especially bored in class, you imagined ripping his clothes off and having your way with him. He never noticed you staring at him because he was always fully immersed in his schoolwork, sometimes muttering to himself about it.

Lately, you had been trying to hatch a plan to get Midoriya alone. You needed to get closer to him. The entire class had been close since you all shared a dormitory. You weren’t exactly friends, but you were friendly at least.

Izuku Midoriya was just like every other guy in class, he thought you were drop dead gorgeous. He didn’t think about you past that because the possibility you found him attractive as well was so inconceivable to him. He chose to spend his energy on things that were much more tangible. Although, sometimes when he jerked off you entered his mind. As soon as he pictured you, he would cum instantly. He felt very guilty everytime it happened. You were his classmate and it seemed wrong to think about you sexually. The next day he would always be a bit more avoidant of you.

Last night, everything between the two of you changed.

It was late, he returned to the dorms after practicing his quirks privately. He made sure to do this when most people were sleeping because he was afraid of hurting someone stumbling in the area. Your classmates were all in their rooms except you. You were in the common room, drinking tea. Some nights you had trouble sleeping, especially now when Midoriya dominated your brain. You were thinking about him the exact moment he entered the room.

He was sweaty and was wearing a t-shirt that hugged him in all the right places. He looked even bulkier from the exercise. You didn’t know it was possible for him to look sexier, you could’ve jumped him right then. He was still a little out of breath when he saw you. He stopped and ran a hand through his hair. Damn he’s so yummy.

“Hey, y/n.”

“Midoriya, I didn’t even realize you left.”

“Yeah, I work out at night sometimes.” It wasn’t a complete lie, but he couldn’t jeopardize his secret. He continued with a small smile, “What are you doing up?”

“Couldn’t sleep.”

“Oh that’s too bad.” He frowned a bit in concern.

“It’s okay, I’ll be fine. Well, since you’re here do you want a drink? Water, maybe? I’ll get it for you.” You were hoping he’d say yes so that you could spend some alone time with him. Although, you were worried you sounded too desperate for his company.

“Yeah, sure.” He replied gratefully and took a seat on the common room couch across from your’s. You stood up to enter the kitchen. Midoriya’s eyes landed straight to your ass. You completely forgot what you were wearing. You had on the skimpiest pair of booty shorts that you only wore to bed. You had these since middle school when you were smaller, so now the bottoms of your buttcheeks stuck out. You didn’t bother to cover up because you thought you’d be alone. You were so glad he came at a time you barely had clothes on, you could feel his strong gaze behind you. You grabbed a cup from the cabinet and filled it with water from the fridge. Midoriya’s face was already heating up, he was burning the image of your perfect ass in his memory. You came back with his water and placed it on the coffee table, with both hands and made sure to squeeze your boobs together. You also wore a tiny, almost see-through tank top. Midoriya easily found the outline of your nipples and stared at them the entire time you slowly put his water down.

“Are you okay?” You said with innocent doe eyes, knowing full well the effect you had on him right now.

He snapped out of his mouth-watering trance. “Huh- uh yeah, yeah, I’m great actually. Thanks so much for the water.” His face was beet red and and quickly grabbed the water and chugged the entire glass. He took a gasp of air, stood up, and hurriedly said, “Actually, uh I really gotta go to bed right now. I’ve got a lot to do tomorrow, ya know. I think we have an English test tomorrow and then we’re gonna do sparing or something, I don’t know. Uh so thanks again for water I gotta run, bye y/n.” He stumbled through his mutters with nervous laughs and almost bolted out of the room.

Maybe you went too far and underestimated his squirmy nature. You were upset that he left so soon. You were going to have to dial down the sex appeal, or just corner him if you felt devious enough.

Midoriya had to run so that you wouldn’t see the raging hard-on he grew while watching you. Now, he has a very clear idea of what your ass and tits look like and that was way too much to handle at once. He was already riled up from the exercise, it was way too easy for his cock to throb. He immediately went to his room. His heart was pounding from the encounter. He figured the best course of action was to get this feeling out of his system quickly to minimize his guilt. Instead of becoming a passing thought mid-masterbation, you were the complete subject of the session. He kept picturing the shape of your ass and how it wiggled when you walked. He also thought about your nipples poking out of that sinfully thin tank top and how you pushed them together. God, he wanted to bury his face in them. He cranked his shaft with more speed than usual, desperate to cum and let these thoughts go away. He was leaking so hard all over his hand, it didn’t take long for him to finish the first time. He was disappointed that you didn’t leave his mind and his cock stayed rock hard. The only solution was to go again.

You thought about how panicked he looked as he left. You tried not to, but an obsessive little voice in the back of your head was persuading you to do something very stupid. You crossed your legs in your chair, shaking your foot, trying to prevent yourself from pushing any boundaries. You weren’t one for self-control, so you caved.

You swiftly made your way to Midoriya’s room. You carefully put your ear next to the door. You suspected he might be up to a certain activity, you hoped so, it would be proof of his desire for you. Sure enough, you could hear panting coming from the room. You knew this was so wrong, but you were glued to the door. Eventually, the sounds turned to low grunts. You didn’t think he was capable of making such guttural sounds. You found it extremely hot, he usually acted so boyish this reminded you he was a man. What came next was really shocking, he started moaning your name. It was as sweet as honey coming from his lips. Your pussy ached from his moans for you. You looked around the hall, there was nobody around. You slid a hand down your shorts, making sure not to make too much noise. You were soaking and you immediately went to work on your clit. You wanted him so badly, you wished your hands could replace his. You started vigorously circling your clit as he kept moaning. Your breathing was heavy, but you were sure he was too invested in his pleasure to hear anything. You had never been so turned on, so you were close to cumming much sooner than usual. It was another lovely moaning of your name that drove you over the edge. From his tone, you could tell he was cumming, too. Your body shook while still stuck to the door, causing it to rattle. You knew you made a huge mistake as soon as the room went quiet. You ran through the hall for dear life and ducked into the nearest corner, trying to escape his line of sight.

Midoriya hastily cleaned himself up and pulled his shorts up. He opened the door, hearing heavy footsteps. His head swung to the direction of the sound, but nobody was there. He knew there was someone at the door. He was absolutely mortified. Who else would it be other than you? His body was exhausted but he couldn’t get any sleep worrying about tomorrow morning. Maybe he should just jump out and escape? There were other universities that also had great hero programs. God, this was humiliating and why was he stupid enough to say your name out loud?

You were worried he caught a glimpse of your escape. If he did, your plans were surely ruined. It was completely invasive of you to spy on him. You knew you were in the wrong and what if you had to confront the consequences tomorrow? If you had trouble sleeping before, you definitely weren't getting any now.

The morning came too soon for both Midoriya and you. Midoriya mustered the courage to brace the common room first. All the classmates who were up commented on how worn out Midoriya looked. He normally looked cheery at this time, but he was gloomy and developed dark eye bags. His friends expressed concern, but he tried to brush it off. The room could tell something happened, but didn’t want to interrogate him too much.

You decided the best course of action was to… pretend nothing happened. There was a chance he didn’t see you so you decided to take the gamble. You applied extra concealer to your own eye bags and tried to channel your usual confident self.

You entered the common room like any other morning and greeted the group, although you couldn’t manage to look Midoriya in the eye. You did catch a quick glance and he looked thoroughly exhausted. It made you feel even more guilty. You fixed yourself a small bite to eat, and wanted to get out of the dorm immediately after. You walked by yourself and got an early start, you could just wait somewhere on campus for class to start. You needed a breather.

You found a spot to stand by the wall in the least popular building which ensured nobody would be around until class began. You played a game on your phone as a distraction, it was peaceful until you were interrupted.

“Hey… y/n.” You looked up and were weakly greeted by Midoriya. He must have followed you here.

Shit.

“Hey Midoriya, what brings you here?” You said in your normal upbeat tone, your heart was pounding against your ribs.

“Um well, I wanted to ask- I don't know how to say this.” He nervously said, avoiding eye contact.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

He continued, “Did you happen to be around my room last night?” He looked down, rubbing the back of his neck.

What should you do? Do you lie? Do you confess? Every possibility seems terrible. They say the truth sets you free… let’s test it out.

“Yeah… I was.”

“So- you heard?”

“Uh-huh.”

Midoriya’s face dropped. “I’m so, so sorry! I don’t know what came over me, I went a little crazy. I- I shouldn’t be doing that and- and thinking of you. I mean- you’re my classmate and that’s just- that’s just-”

Was he seriously blaming himself when you're the one who spied on him? This boy was way too forgiving and way too hard on himself. You rushed to try and correct him, but stumbled through your apology.

“No, Midoriya, I shouldn’t have listened. It was really stupid of me- that’s so private and I just had to know and I can’t believe I went that far. I shouldn’t have touched my-” You stopped just in time. Midoriya was the one known for rambling, but your sleep deprived mind said too much.

“What? You touched-” His eyes widened as he realized what you almost said. That realization shot straight through his cock.

You froze, there was no digging your way out of this hole. The only thing to do is double down and take advantage of the chaos that is this conversation.

“I like you. A lot. Since the first day of school, actually. I didn’t dress like that last night on purpose but when you came I definitely flaunted it. I think about you all the time. Too much probably. Damn, I didn’t want it to be like this. I was gonna try to get your attention in other ways. But now you know and- and I want you. I want all of you. I don’t think you realize how sexy you are, Izuku.” You never called him that before, but you figured that was the least shocking thing from your risky confession.

Izuku’s face turned to a new shade of red you haven’t seen before. “y/n… I don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t say anything, let me make it up to you.” Your switch flipped, you weren’t going to let the situation ruin your chances with this wonderful boy.

You grabbed his uniform tie and turned the both of you around so he was pushed up against the wall. Adrenaline coursed through your body, then you pressed your lips against his.

Izuku’s eyes stared at your face for a moment, still in shock. Finally he eased into the feeling, closed his eyes, and let you take control. You started slow, but with intense pressure. His lips were so soft it made you melt. Soon you wanted more and grabbed hold of his jaw, squeezing it slightly to make his mouth open. You slipped the tip of your tongue in, testing the waters. You gently massaged part of your tongue against his. He was a quick learner and followed suit. When he got used to your rhythm, you deepened the kiss. He even tasted sweet, too. Your hand left his jaw to explore his broad chest under his uniform jacket. You rubbed each pec with both hands, he made soft sounds of pleasure from the touch. You needed to hear more, your hands went lower, feeling up his abs. His sounds went from whimpers to small moans, his stomach was sensitive and he had never been touched like this before. It still wasn’t enough, you brought one hand lower and palmed the growing bulge in his pants. He broke from the kiss, “y/n, what are you doing?” He said through heavy breaths.

“I’m making it up to you.” You said in a seductive voice.

“y/n, we’re in a hallway right now we can’t-” he cut his own sentence off with a moan as your greedy hand moved faster

“Shh, nobody’s going to be around until the bell rings. We’re early, we've got time.”

“I- I haven’t done…” Izuku struggled to speak from the stimulation.

“It’s okay. I haven’t either, just relax. I wanna make you feel good.”

He let out a breathy moan in response.

Your hand left his full-mast bulge to undo his belt buckle.

“y/n- you're gonna?-” He looked down, he didn’t expect you to take it this far. His impression of you was unpredictable, so he didn’t know just how far you were going to take things in a public setting.

You pulled out his throbbing cock from his boxers. You gasped at the sight.

“What’s wrong?” Izuku’s face twisted with worry.

“Nothing’s wrong, it’s just- You’re a lot bigger than I expected.” Excitement and nervousness mixed in your stomach.

“You can’t say things like that. It’s… embarrassing” You noticed his blush spread to his ears and down his neck. Embarrassing wasn’t the word he really meant. He had never received such a lewd compliment and he wasn’t feeling embarrassment, he was feeling new heights of arousal.

“It’s a good thing, Izuku.” You said in a slightly teasing manner, his cock twitched at the use of his given name. His mind started to spin as you increased the speed of pumping his leaking cock.

He was trying to stifle his moans, still feeling too vulnerable in the spacious hallway. Like the little minx you are, you had to force more of his beautiful voice out.

You ducked down to kneel and prepared to take his impressive length down your throat. He looked down at you in shock, you were more daring than he already thought you were. Before he could interject, you immediately wrapped your needy mouth around the head.

You had never done this before, but you were determined to give him the greatest orgasm he’d ever experienced. You trailed your tongue around the very tip, eliciting a deep moan from Izuku. His voice was so much better in person than behind a door.

Whenever you thought about sucking dick, you were always afraid you might gag and ruin the moment. Or, that your jaw wouldn’t be able to handle a man’s girth. The heated pool between your legs and your absolute control over the most powerful future hero was enough to cast those worries aside. You took a deep breath, tried to relax your throat, and bobbed your head down to swallow him whole.

The sudden warm, wet movement caused Izuku to throw his head back against the wall, lace his fingers through your hair, and utter out, “Fuck, y/n!”

At that moment, it occured to you that you’ve never heard Izuku curse before. You cursed everyday, so did most of your class. Hearing him curse out of pleasure from that intoxicatingly sweet mouth of his, from your doing, your pussy never clenched harder.

This motivated you to push even further. You stroked your tongue along the underside of his shaft and circled his tip every time you came up. Air didn’t matter anymore, you could live off breathing in Izuku. You were taking him in so deep that his green pubes tickled your nose at each bob down. You could smell his manly musk that sparked your most primal instincts. You couldn’t stop your hands from leaving his hips to massage his balls. You desperately wanted to coax out his cum.

His grip on your head tightened and he finally looked down at the cock-drunk sight of you devouring him. He almost came right then and there.

“Y/n I’m close, you can stop now.” You ignored his panting plea, you were past the point of no return.

Izuku was afraid of cumming in your mouth. He didn’t want you to get disgusted by his thick, salty seed. He predicted there was going to be tons of it.

“Y/n, you can- Ahh! Y/n I’m gonna- Fuck I’m gonna cum!”

He saw white as soon as he painted your throat with the color. He was moaning his head off as he released hot ropes of cum that seemed endless. You kept sucking with the same vigor, you had to consume every single drop. His moans were interlaced with little curses and praises for how amazing your mouth felt. You absolutely drained his balls for everything they were worth. You were already addicted to his cock.

“Y/n, s’too much- too sensitive- AH!” His eyes started to well up with tears from the overstimulation. His pants turned to hyperventilating. His grip tightened even further to the point of pain, this was involuntary of course.

You enjoyed torturing him with pleasure way too much. Perhaps you discovered a new sadistic side to yourself. But- you figured you should let the poor, groaning mess of a boy catch a breath. You slowed down and released him with a pop of your mouth.

He was relieved and his hold on your hair softened. His caring instincts took over as he started to stroke your hair while he tried to come back to reality. Finally, he looked down and realized- “Wait, you swallowed it?”

You hummed sweetly in response. “You really didn’t have to do that,” Izuku said, still self-conscious as ever. You looked up at him in awe, his freckled face was beautifully blushed. His lashes were still wet from the tears of your making. His lips were a bit swollen from your passionate kiss. He looked perfect. He was still recovering from your intense performance while you helped him zip his pants. You stood up, placed a comforting hand on the side of his face only to fluster him again. You planted a much slower and caring kiss, exploring his mouth tenderly. Izuku let out a sigh of relief into you as he let the happy hormones course through his body. You pulled out of the kiss, as much as you loved seeing his adorably content face, you had to twist it again.

“See how good you taste?” You said with a devious grin.

A red tint spread all over him as entered a typical ramble of how embarrassing that comment was, worries if anybody saw or heard the two of you, and that hoards of students will be filing into the building soon. You tuned out his words as you admired him, savoring this private moment.

Part 2: Your Turn

Any conflict prior to the best orgasm Izuku ever experienced was just water under the bridge. The two of you- kind of became a thing. It was kept a secret, though. The two of you together was still so new and many aspects of this relationship were left unexplored. You hadn’t engaged in anything sexual since that fateful encounter. The entire class had been busy preparing for the provisional license exam. Any freetime your classmates and you had was consumed by extra training. The only thing Izuku and you had time for was a sneaky makeout session here and there. He got much more comfortable with you. You saw him in his most vulnerable moment and accepted- no, adored him. Sometimes, you would catch him staring at you in class and you would send him a wink back. You found small moments to communicate without words amidst two busy schedules.

Finally, you two carved out a Saturday to have a real date. You had been looking forward to it the entire week leading up. Izuku had promised a surprise, he was in charge of planning everything which you would only discover the day of. When he suggested this, it was shocking to see him want to take control. You anxiously awaited to see what was in store.

Izuku was overjoyed to treat you the way you deserved to be treated. He was a gentleman at heart, he wanted to make you feel special and cared for. Although, getting his cock sucked so intensely with the thrill of being caught was hot… really hot. But, he still wanted to pursue a more meaningful relationship with you.

“Can you give me a hint?”

“If I did, you’re so smart it might spoil the surprise.”

“Aw c’mon, you’re giving me too much credit. Pleaseee.” You looked at him with the biggest doe eyes you could, making an irresistible pout.

Izuku sighed and planted his head into his hand, knowing he’d lose to that face. “Well, I guess you should know… Dinner might be involved.”

Your eyes widened, “And?”

“That’s all I’m gonna say, my lips are sealed from now on.” He motioned a zipper closing on his mouth.

“They can’t be sealed too tight now, I’ve gotta be able to do this-” You leaned in for a kiss and grabbed a hold of his face so he couldn’t squirm too much. He’d gotten used to this by now, actually he’d gotten great at kissing. He gradually took control of more kisses which made you flustered, although your pride couldn’t let him see that.

“What am I gonna do with you?” Izuku said playfully, followed by a sweet peck on the lips.

The day had come. Thanks to Izuku’s small hint, you had a better idea of what to wear. You probably had the best wardrobe in class A. You had several dresses that could work for the occasion. You started getting ready two hours before you normally would. You were… nervous. This was new, you always knew what to wear and you’d flash it proudly. You started to overthink everything. You wished you had more information about where you were going. You tried on all the possible choices- twice. You wanted to look the best you could for Izuku, you don't even know what he likes yet.

You finally settled on a low-cut, red cocktail dress that flaunted your gorgeous figure. You fixed your hair and makeup to compliment the outfit. You were unsure if this was too formal or informal, but you sneaked out of the dorm hoping for the best.

You both agreed to meet outside to avoid weird questions and possible teasing from your classmates. It wasn’t like the two of you had anything against your classmates, you just weren’t ready to reveal anything yet. You walked until you found him sitting on a bench not too far away from the dorms. You were close to him when he spotted you. He stood up, his face was practically glowing. You had never seen him so joyful before and that’s saying a lot for Izuku. Your eyes traveled along his form, you were relieved to see him dressed with the same formality. He wore a pine green button-up shirt which complimented his hair well. The shirt was tucked into black, pinstripe slacks and he traded his usual red sneakers for dress shoes that matched. On further inspection, the top two buttons of his shirt were left undone, revealing part of his chest. You had never seen him in anything other than his school uniform, hero costume, or workout clothes. He looks like a man- a sexy, hunky, delicious…

Your brain temporarily shut off at his appearance, but he snapped you out of it with a big embrace. His arms wrapped around your waist snuggly, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You breathed in his scent, he was wearing cologne. It smelled like warm spices, it was so fitting for his comforting aura. Izuku Midoriya could never let any detail be forgotten.

He released you, but didn’t let go of your waist. His eyes trailed along your dress- more specifically your body.

“Y/n…” His voice cut off trying to think of the right words, but there were none to really express how wonderful you looked. “You look beautiful.” Izuku said, meeting your eyes again.

“Thanks Izuku, you look really good yourself.”

“Aw, thanks.” He replied meekly, his hand rubbed the back of his neck while looking down. You could still make him embarrassed sometimes which you found endearing.

“So- are you finally gonna tell me where we're going?” You couldn’t wait any longer, the suspense was killing you.

“Not yet. It’s in walking distance, though.” He took your hand with his scarred one. “Let’s go.”

The sun set as the two of you walked and chatted. It was nice just to be in his company. He was known for rambling, but it turned out he was a great listener too. He would show you little acts of affection as well. If you were waiting for a street light to let you cross the street, he would rub his thumb on your hand while holding it or he would caress the small of your back. It made you melt.

You were confused when you arrived at your destination.

“We made it.” He said enthusiastically.

“Izuku, what is this?” You were stopped in front of a harbor. There were all kinds of grand boats lined up in front of you.

“You see that one?” He pointed to the biggest, nicest looking one.

“Yeah?” You questioned.

“Well, we’re eating dinner there.” Your jaw dropped. Out of all the possible places you imagined, your thoughts were limited to restaurants. You were still in disbelief when he pulled you in by the waist, “C’mon.” He said while smiling ear-to-ear.

When the two of you got settled on the fantastic boat, Izuku looked a little disappointed, “We’re not allowed to take it off the dock, but at least we’ll be alone and we can take our time.”

“Izuku we’re on a boat, how did you get this?”

“Don’t worry about that, let’s go sit down.” He led you to a dinner table adorned with LED candles and a rose bouquet centerpiece. You knew Izuku and All Might were close, no doubt he was able to pull strings with him. That’s the only possible explanation for how picturesque and romantic this scene is. He pulled out a seat for you facing the ocean.

The two of you admired the view, you still expressed surprise over how fancy everything felt. He dodged any questions about how he was able to accomplish this.

You were interrupted by two people, carrying a plate of food each. They were wearing white chef’s uniforms, there must have been a kitchen below. Izuku thanked them graciously and all you could do was smile and nod.

“How did you know my favorite food?” You questioned.

“I might’ve overheard a conversation between you and Mina about it. Please don’t think that’s creepy.” Izuku looked concerned.

“No, this is amazing!” Nobody had ever done anything this special for you before. You could feel tears start to bubble up from how happy you were feeling in this moment. Times like this make you realize why you like Izuku so much, the two of you have more in common than you think.

“Oh, don’t cry. Because if you cry, I’ll start crying even harder and we won’t be able to eat this.” He said so seriously which made you giggle. He smiled back at you and the tears dried. The two of you shared one of the most delicious meals of your life.

When you were done, the two of you talked about all kinds of things. Like the upcoming license exam, goals for the future, and dorm shenanigans. Izuku took both of your hands that were resting on the table.

“Y/n, tonight- I wanna return… the favor.” He couldn’t stop his face from flushing bright red as he hesitantly spoke.

“What do you mean?” You said, teasing him.

“You know, I wanna- make you feel good.” He said so softly it was almost a whisper.

“Oh… so you mean that favor.” You replied with a cheeky smirk. The thought of him going down on you was exciting. You knew your body very well, you figured you could guide him through it.

“I did some research on it.” He said with hopeful eyes, but went back to being embarrassed by what he blurted out.

You chuckled at that. Of course he would research something like that, typical Izuku.

You figured he had enough teasing, so you continued, “Okay, I’d like that.” You flashed him a gentle smile of reassurance. He squeezed your hands back.

“So, we should get going.” You suggested. You felt ready for what’s to come, or so you thought.

It had gotten late and most of your classmates either went to sleep or were out on their own excursions. It was easy for you both to slip back to your dorm room. The two of you agreed beforehand that his All Might merch might be a distraction. You pulled him into your room by his hand, shut the door, and pushed him against the wall into a deep kiss. You caught him in a similar position that kicked off your last sexual rendezous. But things were different this time, the two of you were much more comfortable with each other and you were in a private setting. He grabbed your hips and matched your pace immediately. You enjoyed taking control, but you also loved this more confident version of himself. You lost yourself to the kiss, you were both exploring each other’s mouths with so much passion-you forgot to breathe.

Izuku pushed you by the hips toward your bed, never breaking the kiss. You both stopped when the back of your knees bumped the edge. He pulled away from the kiss only to push you down to lay on the bed. He wanted to be gentle, but he used more force than expected. You fell on the bed and gasped for air from the all-consuming kiss and the shock of falling.

“Y/n, I’m sorry- Was that too much?” He was still standing by the edge of the bed, but then bent down and rested his hands beside you. You were looking up at him, he looked concerned and anxiously awaited your answer.

Izuku pushed you on the bed and now he’s on top of you. Damn.

He was slightly panting and his lips were already swollen from use. “It wasn’t… that was really hot actually.” Your face heated up… and something else.

He accepted that as an invitation to climb on top of you and continue your borderline feral kiss. His big hands roamed your body, you could feel your core throb and drip already. When one of his hands dropped to your hip, you tried to push it under the side of your dress. You ached for more.

He pulled his hand away and lifted his head up. This made you let out a disappointed whine.

“I wanna take it slow with you tonight. There’s no need to rush.” At any other moment, you would’ve thought you won the man lottery from that statement. But, you were so needy for more stimulation, it just frustrated you. You’ve only made out and he’s already reduced your usually dominant personality into a pleading mess.

“Please, Izuku.” You looked up at him with doe eyes and gently cupped his face with both hands. Your little plea and the look in your eye made his cock twitch. Last time, you completely bombarded him. This time, he came prepared. You didn’t know that at least half of his sexual fantasies involved being dominant despite his usual demanor. Seeing you underneath him like this ignited a fire deep inside that had never been fully explored.

Izuku dived down to suck on your neck which caused you to suck in a breath. His lips felt so warm and soft against you. You just closed your eyes, held his head, and relaxed to the feeling. He worked his way downward, as soon as he was in “usually covered by clothes territory,” he sucked harder. You could tell he was planning to leave marks when he gently bit you to get more of your chest in his mouth. He got to his lowest point yet, the top of your right breast. His hand trailed up to grab hold of it, cupping it deeper into his mouth. You were shocked by how bold he was getting, you were whimpering at the sensation. His other hand followed suit and cupped your left breast. When he succeeded in leaving a mark, he rose and pulled your torso up with him.

“I wanna take this off you.” He said, his hands slid to your back, fumbling for a zipper.

“Wait.” He paused at your request. “Take your shirt off first.”

His eyebrows shot up, “O-Okay.” You had to get some control back somehow, plus you desperately wanted to see his glorious muscles in action. As soon as he had a couple buttons undone, he just pulled the shirt over his head and threw it off to the side. You were satisfied at how quickly he followed your command. Your hands immediately latched onto his pecs. You moved them up and down, admiring his physique. Your hands trailed lower to his abs, you could feel his breath get more shaky as his chest rose and fell. Izuku gulped as he watched you trace the outlines of every muscle. Your pussy was pulsing at the sight of him, this man was going to make you go crazy. Your hands inched even lower until you grabbed his belt, but he quickly stopped you.

Izuku shook his head, “No, I already told you what I wanted to do tonight.” he said softly as his hands reached around to unzip your dress. He slid the straps down to reveal your bare breasts. He already got a strong hint of them when he saw you in your tiny tank top, but this was too much. He pushed you down again and his mouth quickly found your nipples. He started by circling his tongue around one while his thumb circled the other. You moaned at the feeling, your tits felt so sensitive. It shot a wave of pleasure to your cunt. He started to lightly suck on it which really drove you wild.

He released himself from your nipple and took in the vision of you. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful y/n.” Izuku said before sucking the other nipple. You panted and whined at the stimulation. You let your hands feel his strong shoulders holding him up. When he had his fill of your perfect tits, he peppered your stomach with kisses. He slowly slid down the rest of your dress. Finally, he was getting to where you wanted so bad. You were sure your panties were soaked by now. Izuku looked back up at you, you knew what he was asking with his eyes. You answered by lifting your hips up as he completely removed your dress, tossing it to the side where it found a home next to his shirt. Now you were only in your panties, you felt so exposed yet so excited.

Izuku noticed that your panties were indeed soaked. Knowing that it was from his own doing, his cock reached new levels of hardness. Before he took them off, he lowered himself down to leave a sweet peck on your lips.

“Y/n, you ready?” Izuku checked in with you.

You hummed and nodded, stroking his wild curls. He gave you such a joyful smile despite the lewd action next. He moved his body off the bed, slid down your panties, and kneeled in front of the bed’s end. Izuku grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer to him. He took your calves and hoisted your legs over his shoulders. His face was hovering right above your throbbing pussy. He looked back up at you and kept your gaze as he left a soft kiss on your clit. Your body was trembling, he stabilized his grip on your thighs.

Shy, sweet, and gentle Izuku- so you thought- attacked your cunt with his mouth. You were expecting him to start slow and you would have to occasionally give instructions. He definitely did his research. His tongue immediately started circling all around your needy clit. You let out a moan and your hands flew to grab his head.

Izuku groaned at your flavor. “You taste so good,” he mumbled in the middle of lapping up your juices. It sounded like he was enjoying this just as much as you. He was practically humming with glee as his mouth devoured your core. This was nothing like touching yourself. You were ten times as turned on and his tongue gave you just the right amount of light pressure. Your breaths and moans sped up at his ministrations.

Your pleasure was building up, he hit your sweet spot which made you grab his hair tighter. “Izuku, fuck, right there-” You gasped as you spoke. He followed your lead and focused on circling that spot. Your legs were shaking, you never felt better in your entire life. You were flying higher and higher on cloud nine of his creation.

“I’m close- I’m so, so, close. Yes, yes,” You uttered breathily.

“Mhm, cum for me y/n.” Izuku whispered over your clit, “Cum for me.”

What he did next made you crumble and your climax snapped. He started sucking that spot. Waves of pleasure bloomed from your pussy and spread throughout your body. Izuku squeezed your thighs together, smothering himself, and held you down as your body seized. Your hips moved on their own to grind on his face. Your head flew back on the bed and you became a moaning, creaming mess. You were consumed by the pleasure until it started easing away.

But Izuku didn’t stop. “Izuku, I came. We’re done?” You questioned, voice a little strained from all the moaning.

He hummed “Nuh-uh” and shook his head between your thighs as he picked up his slowed pace. Your clit was so sensitive, he didn’t give you a break.

“Ah! Izuku- I can’t, I-” Tears started to form from overstimulation. You were panting as if Izuku stole the air from the room. Your next orgasm was approaching even faster since his mouth never left your pussy. You couldn’t find words anymore. The sensations were taking over your entire being. He didn’t speak either, he just relentlessly sucked your cunt, desperate to see you come undone yet again.

Your body shook again, even harsher this time. His fingers dug into your skin to hold you steady as he maintained his brutal pace. You let out unfamiliar, guttural moans. Not the usual high-pitched, breathy ones. Your voice went deep and you writhed around like an animal as you reached new heights of pleasure. Your new sounds riled up Izuku even more.

You started to feel lightheaded until Izuku slowed down and finally stopped altogether. His mouth went lower to your entrance where your honey dripped out. He carefully licked it, making sure to avoid any area he already destroyed. When you reeled from your orgasmic haze, you looked down at him. You couldn’t help but find him adorable again when you saw Izuku with his eyes closed, slightly smiling, and humming as he savored your cum. After he tasted most of it, he lifted himself up and let your legs rest beside him.

Your breathing was still shaky, but you returned to full consciousness. “Where… did that come from?”

“Uh… I got a little carried away.” He shyly responded as his blush went darker.

“Well, now it's your turn.” You wanted to engage in some playful revenge.

“Y/n, you don’t have to worry about that.”

“No, Izuku- I want to.” You pleaded.

“Really, I’m fine.” Izuku stood up and you realized what he was trying to say. You found a wet patch around his crotch. “I got excited…”

Your eyes widened, he loved eating you out so much he came without stimulation? You were flattered and speechless.

He bent over you, held your chin up, and dived in for an open-mouthed kiss. His tongue pushed inside and you succumbed to his control. You could taste yourself on him, it was tangy yet sweet. The both of you sighed into yourselves, basking in euphoric afterglow.

Izuku left the kiss, smirked, and teased you with your own words, “See how good you taste?”

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h0m0stuckk · 3 months

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QUIRKLESS IZUKU AU

yeah, idfk lol. thought of this the other day, can't stop thinking about it. but an mha au where deku is still quirkless and doesn't go to ua, but he and bakugou made up n whatnot.

they talk on the regular now, but nobody in 1a really knows about deku. bakugous never really said anything about him because nobody's asked.

but dekus a lil creepy here, and by that i mean he literally stalks bakugou. bakugous fully aware of it too, and doesn't mind it at all. he calls it fanboy behavior directly to dekus face and says he thinks it's hilarious.

but since 1a don't know about deku, issues happen. anytime bakugou is out with 1a (or alone), deku is there. he is following and watching just bakugou for the most part. deku knows who everybody in 1a is as he watched the sports festival video multiple times, and bakugou will rant about the class to deku sometimes.

but since the class don't know about deku, they get extremely creeped out by seeing him literally everywhere they go. at first they think he's a general stalker for the entire class or something, but they soon realize that deku is ONLY around when bakugou is there. so they dub deku "bakugous creepy stalker".

they eventually try to shield bakugou away from deku anytime they seem him lingering around, but bakugou always moves away from them so deku can have a clear view of him.

deku manages to get his way onto ua property (he's a master of breaking & entering or smth, idk-) and he already knows what dorm room belongs to bakugou. he manages to get up to bakugous balcony and climbs in through the door, but he's spotted climbing to bakugous room by another classmate.

that classmate would go and tell everybody else that bakugous creepy stalker somehow got in, and a bunch of them would race to bakugous room while others went to get aizawa. when they get to bakugous room, they barge in to find bakugou and deku chatting normally.

maybe they are doing smth together, deku painting bakugous nails black, deku writing things down that bakugou says into his notebook, or just something.

they'd be extremely confused, and bakugou would be furious that they barged into his room without warning. they'd express they were worried for bakugou, saying how creepy and suspicious deku was.

bakugou would get pissed off and tell them to leave his friend alone, and eventually some things would click into place for everybody. but they'd still be weirded out by how deku always knew where to find bakugou snd why he followed them around instead of joining them.

bakugou would mention that he's known the entire time that deku follows them around and that there's nothing wrong with it, and he'd have to give a LONG explanation to aizawa once he got there.

ill probably throw some dkbk into this au just for funzies as well. fanboy x hero in training kinda thing lmao

#mha au #mha #my hero academia #my hero academia au #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha au #alternate universe #au #dekubaku #izuku midoriya #katsuki bakugou #dkbk #quirkless midoriya izuku #creepy izuku midoriya #stalker izuku midoriya kinda

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owlwithanapple · 3 months

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Your Hero

He is one of my favorite characters in mha. I want to write a future version of Bakugou Katsuki, I hope you guys will like it. 😘

Part 10.

( Bakugou Katsuki X Y/N )

8pm Todoroki Abode—

After you and Fuyumi came back, you chatted with Endeavor for a while and gave him the gift before taking your seats. After confirming that everyone was present, Fuyumi raised a glass to everyone and said that today is her father's birthday. Let's have a toast.

You were sitting directly across from Dynamight, with Natsuo on your left and Fuyumi on your right. Natsuo was acting strangely when he saw you. You were wondering if he was warning you?

Fuyumi’s signature dish Kaarage Chicken for you to try. You take a bite and chew it in your mouth, Fuyumi's Kaarage Chicken is still as delicious as before!

"Fuyumi! It's so delicious! Give me the recipe and teach me!" You pulled Fuyumi and said.

"Y/N, can you cook?" Fuyumi asked you curiously.

"Eh? I..." You covered your face shyly.

"Then what do you eat in the United States?" Endeavor asked.

"Fast food...and...fat-reduction meals...I can only fry eggs and bacon..." You covered your face.

"Y/N, this kind of eating habit is very unnutritious." Rei said worriedly.

"When I was preparing the ingredients and cook, an urgent task suddenly came up and then..." You said in a giggling tone.

"Since today is here! I order you to eat more!" Endeavor said loudly.

"Y/N~Endeavor gave the order~" Hawks said with a smile.

"Then I'll eat more today..." You scratch your head.

"Natsuo, when you said the girl who spilled the water just now, did you mean her?" Touya suddenly mentioned.

"Hey!" Natsuo gestured to Touya to shut up.

"Spill the water?" Dynamight wondered.

"When?" Deku asked.

"Shit." Hawks said something was wrong.

You put down your chopsticks and glared hard at Natsuo. He had already sensed that something was wrong and quickly left his seat and stood far away. This is what matters most to you. It is also a side that makes others have a bad impression of you.

The first time you met Endeavor, you were so nervous that you accidentally spilled water on Endeavor. Although Endeavor is not angry, Natsuo always uses this matter to make things difficult for you.

You admire Endeavor so much that you don't want to lose your temper in front of him. Today you dressed up specially to make a good impression. It turned out to be messed up now because of Natsuo's mouth.

"Na...tsuo..." A gust of wind suddenly blew up around you, and you glared at him.

"What should do! Kacchan!" Deku became nervous.

"How do I know!" Dynamight yelled at Deku.

"This is the first time I've seen Y/N look so murderous..." Shoto said calmly.

"Y/N, I didn't care. After all, it's past tense. Can you please let my son go?" Endeavor tried to comfort you.

"Oh! Okay!" You smiled happily and continued eating with peace of mind.

"You deserve it Natsuo." Touya whispered.

"Touya, you are really good at choosing topics." Hawks smiled.

"Stop teasing Natsuo." Rei persuaded Touya.

After the wind cleared, Natsuo carefully returned to his seat. Fuyumi tried to persuade you and Natsuo to make peace, but you ignored Fuyumi's words and Natsuo continued to eat your food.

You almost broke out, after all, this is dark history. The table fell silent. Natsuo glanced at you and knew that you were ignoring him. He shouldn't have made fun of you, he feels a little guilty and sad now because you ignored him.

At first just bumped into you accidentally, but in the end was attracted by your look back and smile. He admitted to himself that he really fell in love with you at first sight. He been thinking about you every moment since the afternoon, but you ended up sitting next to him and he pissed you off.

Touya's mention of that incident caused the current atmosphere to become awkward. Fuyumi wants to persuade to reconcile but doesn't know how to speak. Endeavor and Rei looked at everyone worriedly.

From the withdrawn personality you used to be, you have become such a cute and sunny girl now. Natsuo is already obsessed with you, you are exactly his type. Now that he has met you, he decided to seize the opportunity and not want to miss you.

Natsuo wants to risk his life!

Natsuo reaches out to you. Everyone here looked at you two with surprised expressions. Fuyumi poked you with her arm and told you to look at Natsuo. You turned to your left to see Natsuo blushing and reaching out to you.

"Y/N...I'm sorry. Can you make peace with me...?" Natsuo said with trembling hands nervously.

"Natsuo..." You were surprised to hear his apology.

"Everything I said is true... I really want to reconcile with you." Natsuo is looking forward to your reply.

You know he is stating the facts because it happened. He is usually very easy-going, but he still cares about the feelings of the people around him. Looking at his trembling hands, you felt that he really wanted to make peace with you.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Natsuo was still nervously waiting for your reply.

You lower your head and think about how you should face him... You thought of it! You handed the bowl to him and he took it from you with a confused look on his face.

"Give me some food and I'll forgive you." You smiled at him.

"Aren't you going to scold me?" Natsuo was confused by your answer.

"I can't deny the fact, and I have no reason to be angry. So we reconciled." You said with a smile.

"Haha, I really don't understand you." Natsuo let go of his uneasiness and felt happy.

"Go! Natsuo! Get all the meat Hawks cooked!" you ordered.

"No problem!" Natsuo picked up the chopsticks and prepared to pick up the meat.

"Hey hey, it's a good thing that you two have reconciled. Why are you uniting against me?" Hawks pointed at you.

"Great, it's settled." Rei said heartily.

"Natsuo has become stupid." Touya said.

"What are you talking about! Touya! You're not talking too much!" Natsuo pointed at Touya.

"Kacchan, what's wrong?" Deku asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just unhappy..." Dynamight said calmly.

"Then eat more meat, Bakugou." Shoto said.

"Huh, reconciliation is a good thing. I can finally eat in peace." Endeavor reassured.

"Hehehe..." Rei was laughing secretly.

"What's wrong, Rei?" Endeavor asked.

"Actually...Natsuo fell in love with Y/N at first sight." Rei said quietly in Endeavor.

"NANI!" Endeavor shouted in surprise.

"What's wrong, dad?" Shoto asked.

"It's okay!" Endeavor shouted.

Finally can have a birthday meal in peace. Fuyumi’s Kaarage is the best! So fragrant and crispy! Really want to learn how to cook for myself. The hot pot soup is also delicious! Ms. Rei’s cooking skills are amazing!

"Ms. Rei! The soup is delicious!" you said enthusiastically.

"Hehehe, your mouth is so sweet, I'm happy if it suits your taste." Rei smiled.

Dynamight sensed that Natsuo was interested in you. Natsuo would always look at you whenever you spoke, and Dynamight was fucking annoyed. Suddenly you felt so uncomfortable, both Natsuo and Dynamight were looking at you.

Although you know they are not enemies, you are afraid and feel pressured. Their gazes really make you feel nervous and oppressive. It reminds you of the time in America when people looked at you strangely.

You closed your eyes and covered your mouth to remain silent, trying to calm yourself down. A while back you put a piece of Kaarage in your mouth, but you forgot to chew it before swallowing it and ended up choking.

Dynamight has noticed something is wrong with you. He quickly got up to get some water and walked to sit next to you. He handed you the water and patted your back gently. You drank the water and felt a little better.

"Are you okay?" Dynamight approached you and asked.

"I'm fine, thank you. Nice timing." You said with a smile.

"Fuyumi! Change!" Dynamight said.

"Oh, okay..." Fuyumi stood up and exchanged seats with Dynamight.

"What are you doing? It's weird!" you asked softly.

"Shut up, idiot!" Dynamight said.

"Are you okay?" Endeavor asked.

"I'm fine!" you said.

Now it gets even weirder....Natsuo on the left and Dynamight on the right. Fuyumi and Deku looked at you with confused expressions, and you didn't know what reaction to give them.

It's weird that you're caught between the two of them. You gave in, ignored them both and continued eating. The atmosphere right now is like a fucking Shura field, and frankly speaking, you would be more comfortable sitting next to Hawks.

"Are you okay?" Natsuo looked worried.

"It's okay, I'm fine." You took a sip of water after explaining.

"Y/N, do you have a boyfriend now?" Rei asked suddenly.

"Huh?!" You almost coughed up the water.

"I'm just curious." Rei smiled kindly.

"No. Currently single. What's wrong? Ms. Rei." You asked doubtfully.

"Natsuo has a chance." Touya whispered.

"Touya!" Natsuo looked at you nervously.

"What's wrong? Natsuo." You wonder why Natsuo is so nervous.

"Wow, No.1. You have a rival~" Hawks said teasingly.

"The fuck..." Dynamight glared at Hawks.

"He's already the No.1 Hero and still has such a bad temper." Endeavor said with a smile.

"The characteristics of Bakugou." Shoto said.

"But looking at Kacchan's back is like seeing Endeavor." Deku said happily.

"Shut up! I am Dynamight! The old man is old man!" Dynamight shouted at Shoto and Deku.

"The hell old man! I'm retired but I'm still as powerful as you!" Endeavor arguing with Dynamight.

"Come and fight! Old man!" Dynamight stood up and challenged Endeavor.

"Come on if you dare! I accept your challenge! Damn you brat!" Endeavor stood up with his whole body on fire and accepted the challenge.

The situation is not good! Dynamight VS Endeavor! You look at Endeavor and then look at Dynamight. The fighting spirit has been ignited and is really about to begin!

"Stop it! Enji! No fighting!" Rei shouted.

"I..." Endeavor calmed down and looked at Rei.

"Ha!" Dynamight provoked.

"Damn you brat!" Endeavor said, glaring at Dynamight.

"I'm quite looking forward to the former No. 1 vs. the current No. 1." Touya said.

"Come on if you have the guts! Scarface!" Dynamight laughed.

"Kacchan, calm down!" Deku tried to persuade him.

"Shut up! Damn Nerd! Don't mess with it!" Dynamight yelled.

The situation was very wrong and you just grabbed Dynamight's hand. Afraid that he would rush over and start fighting and injure others. He was surprised to see you holding his hand and he sighed to calm down a bit.

"Tch..." Dynamight sat down.

"No.1 is also very strict with his wife~" Hawks laughed.

"Huh?!" You and Dynamight looked at each other.

Dynamight glanced at the bottom of the table, where your hand was still holding his. He intertwined his fingers and held your hand tightly. You struggled to get away, but couldn't shake it off. He had a proud look on his face, you blushed and glared at him to tell him to let go.

"Let me go! You Idiot!" You approached him and whispered.

"I don't want it, what can you do to me? Idiot." Dynamight teased you.

You tightened your grip on his hand and knocked it hard on the bottom of the table, causing the pain for both of you to quickly let go. Suddenly a knocking sound startled everyone. You hold your hands to comfort yourself, it hurts more than you imagined!

"Fuck you!" Dynamight held his hand.

"You're the damn idiot!" You scolded him.

"Flirting..." Shoto said.

"No! Absolutely not! I'm going toilet!" You quickly ran to the toilet.

Todoroki Abode is just too big. You walked and unknowingly got lost. If known, you would have asked Fuyumi to lead the away, but so embarrassing just now that you fled the scene urgently.

Which direction did you come from just now? Why does this place suddenly become so strange? Where are the toilet? Where is everyone? You really lost this time! And didn’t bring your phone! Shit!

"Want me to lead the way?" Natsuo appeared behind you.

"Oh!Natsuo! Great! I'm really lost!" You ran to Natsuo asking for help.

"Come with me." Natsuo leads you to the toilet.

"Natsuo, wait for me! Don't leave! Don't leave me!" You go into the toilet.

"Damn... so cute." Natsuo blushed.

You came out after going to the bathroom and saw Natsuo still waiting for you, you happily walked next to him. He took you to a room and took out first aid tools told you to sit down.

"Give me your hand." Natsuo stretched out his hand.

"Oh..." You stretched out your hand to him.

He held your hand applied an ice pack to the hand you just knocked. You were attracted to his current behavior, how caring Natsuo was. It turns out he noticed you hit your hand.

"Does it hurt?" Natsuo asked.

"A little bit." You replied with a smile.

"The knocking sound must be painful," Natsuo said.

"It hurts, but Natsuo applied ice to me and it won't hurt anymore." You smiled innocently.

"Haha, such a sweet mouth." Natsuo looked at you with loving eyes.

"Hahaha~, isn't it cute?" You laughed.

"How do you feel now?" Natsuo massaged your hand gently.

"Much better, thank you, Natsuo." You said happily.

"You're welcome." Natsuo put away the ice pack.

You twist your hand thanks to Natsuo applying ice to it, you can no longer feel the pain. You see Natsuo smiling at you, suddenly you feel a little warm and embarrassed on his face.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" You asked Natsuo.

"Hey! Umm...how should I say this. You have become very beautiful and attractive. Sorry I keep staring at you." Natsuo scratched his head shyly.

"Natsuo, what are you doing...! Saying such strange things..." You blushed shyly.

"That's right. I said something strange." Natsuo lowered his head.

"Go back, don't keep everyone waiting." You stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait! I have something to say!" Natsuo suddenly grabbed your arm.

You felt Natsuo's hands were cold. But his face was already red. You start to get nervous. What on earth was he trying to say? Why is his face so red? Do you have expectations for him now? What do you expect him to say?

You took a deep breath, and told yourself not to think too much. Maybe it was because the room was hot that he blushed. Don't worry, maybe just talking about something important.

"Okay..." You are inexplicably nervous and listen carefully.

"I'm telling the truth." Natsuo said seriously, holding your hand.

"I'm listening." You responded to him seriously.

"I fell in love with you at first sight." Natsuo said it.

"Fuck..." You were really scared this time.

"What do you think?" Natsuo asked you seriously.

"So sudden! I didn't have any idea at the moment!" You said in a panic.

"Really... Then let's be friends first, okay?" Natsuo asked.

"Oh, okay." You reply.

"Let’s go back, everyone is waiting." Natsuo said awkwardly.

"...Okay." You said softly.

You leave the room and walk slowly back. You didn't know how to face Natsuo when suddenly said those words just now. What should do? Is that a confession? If that’s true, that’s really Holy shit!

"Y/N, don't avoid me." Natsuo suddenly turned to look at you and said.

"I..." You are shy.

"I'll prove it to you." Natsuo pushed you against the wall.

"Natsuo...too close." You lowered your head shyly.

"Shit, I'm sorry." Natsuo stepped back.

Although the corridor was dark, you could still vaguely see Natsuo looking at you with a blushing expression. Seeing Natsuo like this for the first time is a bit new and a bit overwhelming for you.

"Welcome back! Y/N. Are you not lost?" Fuyumi said enthusiastically.

"I almost got lost, but I meet Natsuo so came back with him." You said.

You and Natsuo returned to seats and remained silent. Drink some water to calm down. Dynamight saw you and Natsuo acting strangely, and he probably sensed something.

Suddenly the lights turned off and it was Touya who walked in with a cake. You all together to wish Endeavor a happy birthday. Touya placed the cake in front of Endeavor.

Hawks throws a cracker at you, you catch it and stand behind Endeavor with Hawks to prepare the moment. After Endeavor blows out the candle, Hawks signals to you.

"3, 2, 1!" Hawks shouted.

"Happy birthday! Endeavor!" everyone shouted. You and Hawks cracked the crackle at the same time.

Applause rang out, you felt happy for Endeavor when you saw his smile. This is probably the first time Todoroki's family celebrates his birthday together. The old grudges were ended.

The atmosphere was so exciting that Endeavor shouted to come the competition and drink. Hawks pulled you along. The rules are simple. In rock-paper-scissors, losers will be punished with a drink, and those who are tied will drink at the same time.

It's your privilege to drink with your heroes. Sometimes you drink alone in the United States. You muster up your energy and hold the wine glass ready to fight. Everyone came to watch excitedly.

"Y/N! Come here! You in the first round!" Endeavor shouted.

"Come on!" you said.

The two of you put the wine glasses on the table and Hawks opened the bottle and filled the glasses.

"Rock-paper-scissors!" you and Endeavor yell.

You play scissors, Endeavor plays rock. You lose, you have a drink.

"The hell?" you asked Hawks.

“Endeavor’s Reserve Wine,” Hawks said.

"Come on! Keep going!" Endeavor shouted.

"Rock-paper-scissors!" you and Endeavor yell.

You play rock, Endeavor plays scissors. He loses, he drinks.

"Hoo! So good! Come again!" Endeavor shouted.

"Okay!" You continue.

"Y/N! Woohoo!" Fuyumi shouted.

"Rock-paper-scissors!" you and Endeavor yell.

Both you and Endeavor play scissors. You both drink together.

"They're tied," Rei said.

"Rock-paper-scissors!" you and Endeavor yell.

You play paper, Endeavor play scissors. You lose, you have a drink.

After 7 games, your body has started to feel so hot that feel faint.Didn't expect Endeavor to be so good at drinking, and he shows no sign of being drunk until now.

You have begun to sweat and become hot because of the strong alcohol. You remembered that you were wearing a cropped tank top underneath, so you tied your hair into a ponytail and unbuttoned your shirt to reveal your graceful figure. Dynamight and Natsuo swallowed when they saw it.

"Y/N! What are you doing!" Rei shouted.

"I'm so hot! Need to cool down! Come again! Endeavor!" you shouted.

"Interesting!!" Endeavor continued.

"Wow...it's really a big deal." Hawks was surprised.

"Deku! Pour!" you and Endeavor yelled.

"Okay!" Deku quickly filled the wine glass.

"Rock-paper-scissors!" you and Endeavor yell.

You play paper, Endeavor play rock. He loses, he drinks.

After a long battle you are starting to feel drunk. Endeavor sitting in front of you is a bit blurry. This time you drank more than you usually drank. You refused to admit defeat and picked up the wine glass to signal Deku to pour more.

"Dad, that's enough! Y/N is already drunk!" Natsuo stopped Endeavor.

"I can do it! Natsuo!" you said excitedly.

"Very good! You have the guts! Pour!" Endeavor shouted.

"Rock-paper-scissors!" you and Endeavor yell.

You play paper, Endeavor play scissors. You lose, you have a drink.

You picked up your glass were about to drink it but Dynamight snatched and drank it himself. After he finished drinking, he put the wine glass on the table, took off his coat and wrapped it around you. You leaned into his arms.

"Why did you steal my drink? I'm so hot, take your smelly clothes away~" You looked at him drunkenly.

"Shut up and don't take off the coat! Exhibitionist!" Dynamight said to you.

"I haven't had enough fun yet, I still want to drink~ Please~ Hedgehog~ I know your best~" You hugged his arm and begged him.

"Wow, it's so erotic..." Touya said.

"Look away! Idiot!" Dynamight scolded Touya.

"Bakugou! Will you help her drink?" Endeavor shouted.

"I can continue..." you whispered.

"Shut your mouth! Fuyumi, keep an eye on her! Don't let her take off the coat! Help her cool down!" Dynamight shouted.

"Ohoh ok." You leaned into Fuyumi's arms and she used ice Quirks to cool you down.

"It's so cold..." You felt sleepy because Fuyumi helped you cool down.

"Change the player! I challenge you, Endeavor!" Dynamight raised the glass.

"It's your turn to help her drink! It's fun! Come and keep pouring!" Endeavor shouted.

"How's Kacchan's drinking capacity? Because I've never seen him drunk." Deku asked curiously.

"Bakugou is dad's drinking buddy. Sometimes he and Hawks come over to have a few drinks and chat when he has free time," Shoto said.

"Who will win?" Rei suddenly asked.

"Bakugou. Dad sometimes gets drunk and Bakugou can still drink." Shoto said.

“No.1’s drinking capacity is really good.” Hawks said.

"The great thing about Dynamight...is that it can drink." Touya said.

After a few rounds of the Dynamight battle, Endeavor was already drunk and fell asleep on the ground. Today is Endeavor's birthday, and the birthday boy himself is drunk. Rei said that everyone can drink as much as they want and if they get drunk, they can spend the night at their house.

Dynamight opened an extra bottle of wine and sat in the courtyard with the others to continue drinking, except for Fuyumi and Rei who were taking care of you. Fuyumi looked at you sleeping soundly and gently stroked your head, like an older sister coaxing her younger sister to sleep.

Rei covered Endeavor with a quilt to prevent him from catching cold. Knowing that he would definitely have fun today, Rei didn't stop him and let him run wild. After,Rei went to the kitchen to prepare some snacks for everyone who was drinking.

"Kacchan, you are so awesome. You can actually beat Endeavor in a drinking competition!" Deku admired him.

"You still stay sober. How do you usually drink?" Shoto asked seriously.

"Damn it! You guys so bad!" Dynamight shouted.

"I really admire No.1 for being able to drink so much. I'll have to trouble you next time when I drink~" Hawks laughed.

"Bakugou, I will compete with you next time." Touya took a sip of wine.

"Dad was so excited that he fell to the ground." Natsuo laughed.

"I'll prepare the room and go to it when you want to sleep." Rei smiled.

"Thank you, Ms. Rei." Deku thanked him politely..

"Mom, where is Y/N?" Natsuo asked.

"Y/N will sleep in Fuyumi's room. It will make me feel at ease if someone takes care of her." Rei said.

"Really...that's good." Natsuo reassured.

"No.1, you have a competitor~ After all, Y/N is a hot commodity." Hawks took a sip of wine after finishing speaking.

"Shut your stinky mouth, damn eagle." Dynamight ate some snacks.

Dynamight glanced in your direction and saw you sleeping peacefully on Fuyumi's lap. He put down the bottle walked over to see how you were doing. Fuyumi said you were so fast asleep that couldn’t get up even if poked your cheek.

"Lead the way , let her go to the room to sleep." Dynamight picked you up.

"Oh okay!" Dynamight followed Fuyumi.

Natsuo felt very reluctant as he watched Dynamight send you to the room. He can't just stand up and drink for you like Dynamight and still take care of you like that.

"Come on..." Touya raised his glass to Natsuo in a toast.

"Hahaha, a bit tricky." Natsuo cheered.

Fuyumi's room—

Dynamight picked you up and walked into Fuyumi's room. Fuyumi laid out the mat, he gently put you down and let you lie down. He covered you with a quilt to prevent you from catching a cold. After stroking your forehead, he stood up and left.

"Thank you, Bakugou. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to lift her." Fuyumi stopped him to express her gratitude.

"You're welcome. Keep an eye on her for me tonight. If anything goes wrong with her, just come to me." Dynamight said.

"Bakugou, you..." Fuyumi was curious.

"I'll go have two more drinks with them. Bye." Dynamight returned to the courtyard.

"Y/N... there is a hero who is guarding you silently." Fuyumi is happy for you.

Part 10 end.

*If you have any ideas, you can leave them in the comment section, and I will try to add in the story.*

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i-will-always-be-happy · 1 year

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Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Summary: During the last few days, Deku has ignored Bakugou, realizing his mistake, he decides to apologize in a different way.

Lee: Izuku Midoriya / Deku

Ler: Katsuki Bakugou

'Ugh, here comes that stupid nerd', Bakugou thought, watching Midoriya approach. He knew what he would say: Hey Kacchan!, he had no idea how much the green-haired man's attitude bothered him. But this time, it was the opposite, deku walked past him and didn't even bother to greet him or greet him, Bakugou was shocked at that.

Bakugou coughed, trying to get attention but he just kept going. He didn't understand what was happening. The nerd, his childhood best friend, ignoring him? He shook his head, what was he thinking? He was a nerd and he didn't have to care about that. Bakugou just turned around and went to his room.

The days passed the same, Midoriya ignored Bakugou. Even when Bakugou was accompanied, he greeted the others but he gave him a cold greeting, he didn't know why, but he was wondering what deku had against him. 'Bakubro, is everything alright?' Kirishima touched his shoulder and snapped him out of his thoughts. 'Of course I am hair shitty hair, why wouldn't it be?, classic Bakugou.'Well, lately I've seen you pensive, is it or does it have something to do with Midoriya not talking to you?', Bakugou clenched his knuckles, responding badly way at first, until finally he had to come clean and tell him that he was right, this new behavior was making him think. 'Maybe... He got tired of how you treated him, I mean, you always treated him badly and told him to die, even though he admired you so much, you despised him', damn, that shark tooth was in the wrong Right, he hated to admit it, but he pretended to him that he wasn't sorry for doing it and let him, Kirishima sighed, knowing that the blonde did care about his friend after all.

All the students went to visit their parents, except Bakugou, well he would, but after doing something. 'Oh hello Katsuki! Come in, come in', Inko kindly invited the blonde to her house. They chatted for a while, Inko noticed the time, she was late, she apologized to the boy for not asking to continue serving him. 'Is Izuku at home?' 'Oh yeah, he's in his room, sorry to leave you. If you go to see Izuku, tell him I went out for a while', he left immediately and that blonde was left alone, sighing and walking around the house for a while, until something he saw reminded him and he knew perfectly how to ask Deku for forgiveness. He went up the stairs silently, until he found Izuku lying on his bed face up, perfect, perfect place, perfect position and no one around. 'Hey Deku', Izuku recognized the voice and turned, turning his back on the blonde, but it didn't last long, as the blonde turned him around and stood on top of him. 'Stop ignoring me already!' 'Wasn't that what you wanted? I thought you wanted me to leave you alone, so I do!', Izuku frowned, earning a smirk from the blonde. 'Deku deku... you know? It's not good to have your best friend as an enemy, because he knows your secrets~'

'What are you talking about-? Wait... No, no Bakugou, don't you dare or I swear what- Ehehehe!', Deku started to laugh when he felt fingers brushing against his neck. 'Oh please Deku, you're not going to get away from me, take this as an apology from me', Bakugou smiled, running his hands to deku's sides, making him squeal. 'Nohoho! Kahahahachahan! Plehehehahhahahahsehehe! Dohohon't' 'Don't do what, deku?', he trailed his fingers up to deku's lower ribs. 'TIHIHIcklehehe EHEHE! Stahahahahap!! Sohoho bahahahad!!', deku squealed, helpless before his best friend, his cheeks began to blush all the way to his ears and he tried to grab his friend's wrists, all to no avail. 'Still tickling you? Damn deku, I knew you liked them, but I didn't think to that level!', he laughed before sticking his fingers into deku's armpits, piercing hard and making him scream. 'NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! WHY?! MEHEHEHERCY!!', Deku knew that the blond wouldn't be content to see him laugh, he wanted to destroy him until Deku was a mess and couldn't breathe. 'Hmmm... No, you were rude to me, this is what you get for being rude'

'BUHUHUT! EEE! KAHAHACHAHAN!!', he begged, the blonde didn't stop for anything I said or asked him for. 'Tell me, Kacchan, I forgive you and I'll stop', it was Deku's opportunity to make those sensations leave his body. He took a deep breath, enough to scream before the laughter came out of his mouth again 'KACCHAN I FORGIVE YOU!!! HAHAHHAHAHA!! I SAID! STOP! PLEHEHEHAHAHAHAHHAHSE!!', and just as the blond said, he stopped, sitting next to the green-haired man, who was gasping for oxygen while still laughing. He directed his teary eyes to the blonde, that blush, those eyes, it seemed that was the expression he wanted to see from deku. 'You're too ticklish a nerd,' he got up and left the room, 'warning' his friend that it would be worse the next time he ignored him. Deku saw how the blonde left and returned with a glass of water, he received it with affection and smiled, definitely, he missed that affectionate part of his friend

#bnha tickle #mha tickle #ler!bakugou #lee!izuku #lee!deku #bnha tickling #mha tickles

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bloodyfeverdreams · 7 months

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Day 1, 2, 3, 7 13, 15-Bakugou "doesn't get sick"

Trying another whumptober whoo hoo! I got a new job, a great one for the first time in my life lol, and I've got a lot of time to be able to sit down and just write. So I'm gonna try my hardest to finish this whumptober, I've been writing as much as I physically can haha

prompts- swooning, thermometer/delurium, "make it stop", "can you hear me", cold compress, "I'm fine"- fever, passing out, sick Katsuki, todobaku pre, shower scene ;)

Feel free to find this on AO3- https://archiveofourown.org/works/50196034/chapters/126773227

This is a long one, so I'm gonna put it under a cut.

Katsuki had been hot and sweaty all day, which is normally something he encouraged for his quirk to work at its highest potential, but today it just felt wrong. He wasn’t sure why, he always took very good care of his body, but something just wasn’t adding up. It was spring, and the weather was supposed to be very nice, but it felt like he couldn’t cool off no matter what he did. He felt like the sun was projecting pure heat through the window as he sat uncomfortably in class, trying his best to pay attention through one of the worst headaches he’d ever had in his life.

To make matters worse, Katsuki had been assigned fucking Todoroki as a partner for an upcoming hero research paper. He hated group work in the first place, but assigning him goddamn Todoroki (even if Aizawa claimed it was random, he never believed that bullshit, Aizawa lied to them all the time) was just adding insult to injury at this point. But he never shirked from his academic responsibilities, he was going to graduate top of his class, so he still had to actually try on this stupid assignment even though he didn’t want to work with the half-n-half bastard. His headache would just have to wait. The sooner they were done, the less he had to talk to IcyHot.

“We’re finishing this as fast as we fucking can,” Katsuki had hissed at Todoroki, who only stared back blankly. Bastard. “I don’t care if you have plans tonight, I’m coming over to your fucking room and we’re finishing this tonight.”

“Aizawa distinctly said we should not do this in one night.” God, even his voice irritated Katsuki. Everything about the bastard irritated Katsuki, from his stupid hair to his stupid muscles to his stupid blank face that never showed any thought Katsuki could pick up on. Kaminari had teased him over ‘how obsessed you are over Todoroki’ and how it ‘sounds like you liiiike him’ but he shut up when Katsuki pushed him off his chair.

Katsuki rolled his eyes. “He was talking to the idiots who wait until the last minute to do the work.”

Like the idiots he couldn’t help but call friends because… well, he didn’t know what else to call them. They wouldn’t leave him alone, always forced him to participate in their activities, and every time he tried to leave the group chat they’d set up, he’d just be added right back in and chastised lightly as if he’d just made a small mistake. It had been hard to admit, but sometimes, only sometimes, Katsuki enjoyed their company, and even had fun once or twice. He would never admit to it, especially since he didn’t know how to feel about it, and he refused to be laughed at because he was unsure of these new feelings.

“I suppose we’ll find out when we attempt the assignment.” Todoroki said, which only infuriated Katsuki more, which caused his headache to spike. He wanted to argue some more, but having done it in the past proved its inefficiency. Todoroki never fucking reacted to anything he did, even when he was purposefully antagonizing the bastard just to see him make some kind of facial expression.

“Whatever. I’m coming over right after dinner,” and didn’t that sound disgusting, “so be ready.”

Todoroki nodded, and Katsuki almost felt cheated since Todoroki never reacted to anything he said. He’d seen Todoroki make facial expressions for fucking pathetic Deku, Katsuki was way better than him, why didn’t he get those reactions? Katsuki was ridiculously past good enough to get one of those stupid ass smiles or little puffs of laughter. Katsuki deserved that more than Deku ever would.

Getting through the rest of the day had been difficult, but nothing he couldn’t handle. He just had a headache from dealing with everyone’s bullshit, and the day was a fluke of being too hot, and he just had to get through it. Katsuki was the strongest person in this entire class, he could handle anything. It got easier after school when he took off his uniform and could put on a simple tank and shorts. At dinner, he forced himself to have some congee rather than his normal, nutritionally balanced meal, but the thought of food was so unappealing that forcing himself to cook and eat his routine foods almost outweighed his knowledge that he had to eat dinner in the first place.

When he went to put the half he couldn’t finish in the fridge, Kirishima was in the kitchen, burning whatever he was trying to make. Usually Katsuki could tell by smell alone, but this time he couldn’t smell anything but it was obviously burning. Even worse, Katsuki knew how to salvage his dinner and he didn’t have a reason not to tell him.

“Your heat is too high. Take it out now and it’ll only be slightly burnt.” Katsuki grumbled, rolling his eyes both at himself and his idiot best friend. He couldn’t believe he was best friends with someone who could barely function like an independent human being.

“Thanks, bro!” Katsuki had given up on Kirishima calling him ‘bro’, it seemed to be a core aspect of the redhead’s personality. The chipper smile directed at him as Kirishima did as he said kinda made up for it. Making his friends happy wasn’t the worst thing he’s ever done. “Are you done already? Usually you’re in here cooking up a storm, I was surprised not to see you.”

Kirishima then saw the congee in his hands as he put it in his tupperware, and he frowned. “Dude, is that all you had? Aren’t you the one always yelling at us to ‘make better dinners’? Are you okay?”

Katsuki bristled at the question, his pride flaring up in defense. “I have to work with fucking IcyHot on a dumb fucking project I don’t need a partner for, and apparently I can’t have a simple dinner for once without everyone jumping down my throat! The fuck do you think?”

“Okay, okay, sorry, bro.” Kirishima held up his hands in defense. “Just wanted to check in. You haven’t seemed yourself today.”

Katsuki glared at him. “I don’t need you to ‘check in’. Leave me the fuck alone.”

“If you say so, bro.” Kirishima shrugged. “We’re gonna have a smash brothers tournament at Denki’s tonight, you wanna join in?”

“You shits are lucky I can’t destroy you tonight.” Katsuki rolled his eyes. “I’m doing my fucking report, which is what you should be doing. When it’s two nights before it’s due, and you still haven’t done it, don’t come crying to me. I won’t help you.”

He would help them. His friends struggled with schoolwork, and if he was going to be seen with them then they had to live up to his reputation. Unfortunately, they couldn’t do that without his help, and he didn’t like watching his friends struggle and seeing them upset over their grades. That stupid feeling he hated outweighed his annoyance at helping them, so, he didn’t really have a choice if he didn’t want that stupid feeling he got when he saw his friends get upset. He didn’t know how, but somehow his idiots had figured that out, and they still came to him every time, and every time, despite him telling himself that he wouldn’t help them this time, he helped them regardless. They were all the worst and he hated them.

But for now, Katsuki was too busy hating the elevator’s stupidly bright lights to hate his friends anymore. Katsuki leaned against the metal, the coolness of the metal a balm on his overly hot skin. He’d never been so glad that the entirety of Heights Alliance had air conditioning. The day had been way too hot today, Katsuki had always been sensitive to hotter temperatures since he couldn’t cool his body through his sweat like other people did, which is probably why he hadn’t heard anyone else complain about it. But he could take anything, any temperature, any obstacle, because no hero worth their salt would let a thing like a hot day stop them so he refused to let it stop him.

Even though he really didn’t want to be doing this, he’d much prefer to just take a cold shower and go to bed early so the day would finally be over, he still pushed forward and went to Todoroki’s room. He went to just walk in, not like the bastard didn’t know he was coming, but the door was locked. He jiggled the door handle a little violently, clearly seeing the light was on under the door, but it still didn’t open. Katsuki’s eye twitched.

knock. knock.

It was the stiffest knock of his life, but apparently that was enough for Todoroki, who finally opened the door. “You knew I was coming, that was a dick move.”

“So is barging in unannounced.” Todoroki replied, raising an eyebrow. Katsuki’s eye twitched again.

“We should get started since you want to finish tonight.” Todoroki said, and Katsuki just growled, and then just set his stuff down on the tiny ass table Todoroki had. Sometimes, Katsuki had to choose his battles. Most of the time, he chose all battles, but this one he had to let go since he didn’t want his grade to suffer.

“I’m taking this pathetic excuse for a chair since you’re apparently so fine with being on the floor.” Katsuki said, referring to the mat Todoroki slept on. Todoroki didn’t protest, he merely just set the mat next to the thing that couldn’t even be called a desk really since it was too damn small. The room didn’t seem to have much in terms of temperature control, as the elevator had been much cooler. It was probably because Todoroki could regulate his own temperature, so he didn’t need the ac unit to do it for him. That was annoying as fuck.

The headache that Katsuki had been working very hard to ignore was becoming more and more of a problem as they worked. Katsuki could at least appreciate the monotone right now since it was quiet, and he spoke slowly enough that Katsuki could hear him despite the pounding in his head. A hammer was slamming into his head with every beat of his heart, and it just got worse as they kept going, the material not interesting enough to get past the pain. He would’ve given up and gone to sleep if he didn’t have to do this damn paper with Todoroki. The bastard couldn’t keep a secret for his life so in order to keep his reputation, he had to keep going, even through the worst headache he’d had in a long time. But with every beat of the hammer, he was losing his resolve. It was only his drive not to be weak that kept him going.

“Bakugou? Did you hear what I said?” Todoroki said, startling Katsuki a little.

“Of course I did. I was just thinking.” Katsuki snapped, trying to brush it off, ignoring the fact that he actually hadn’t heard what Todoroki had said. He hoped it wasn’t important.

“Thinking.” Todoroki echoed, but it wasn’t a question or a challenge. It was just a statement.

“That’s what I fucking said.”

“Are you alright, Bakugou?” Todoroki asked, and Katsuki could almost hear a touch of concern in the monotone. It pissed him off, though he wasn’t sure exactly why. “You’ve been strangely quiet today.”

“I’m fine.” Katsuki sneered, a violent threat in his voice.

Todoroki pursed his lips at him, but only continued on with what he was saying. Katsuki struggled to keep focusing on it, Todoroki’s voice was soothing in its quiet volume, but he couldn’t process the words the bastard was actually saying.

Dammit. He couldn’t keep doing this. If he actually turned in the report they were working on now, Katsuki would get the worst grade he’d ever gotten in his life, even though he very much understood the topic. His headache was just too bad, and the room had only gotten steadily hotter as they’d worked, and Katsuki couldn’t take it anymore, his reputation be damned. He’d just blame it on Todoroki not properly cooling his room and sweating him out of it.

“I’m done, I’m going to bed.” Katsuki said, gathering up his stuff as quickly as he could. He was a little uncoordinated in his haste, but he blamed it on the heat. “We’ll just do this tomorrow.”

Todoroki didn’t even show his surprise beyond a raised eyebrow. “I thought you wanted to do this in one night.”

“It’s not my fault your room is like a sauna and your voice is like a fucking icepick in my head!” Katsuki snapped, absolutely done with today. The room was so hot he was starting to get a little dizzy, and standing just made his vision swim for a moment. “How the fuck am I supposed to focus on court cases and legalities when the room is a million degrees and you won’t fucking shut up?”

That seemed to actually surprise Shouto, though it still only showed in his eyes. “Bakugou, my room isn’t hot. And I was only talking since you wouldn’t. You’ve barely said anything tonight.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, and then had to pinch his nose and shut his eyes when the room blurred, playing it off as annoyance. Dammit, he was so fucking hot. “You wouldn’t notice, you have that stupid temperature thing because of your quirk.”

“I turn on the ac when I have guests, Bakugou.” Todoroki said, and Katsuki scoffed. He was sweating far too much for that to be true. He didn’t doubt that Todoroki was lying, but there was no way the ac was actually on right now. The bastard must’ve just set it to the wrong setting, he wouldn’t be the first in their class to struggle with the thermostat, to his perpetual annoyance.

“Bakugou, I may not be an expert, but you do not look well.” Todoroki said, which only infuriated him more. If he was suddenly going to care about Katsuki, the least he could do was fucking show it. Katsuki knew not everyone wore their emotions on their sleeve, but Todoroki never seemed to have any emotion at all, not even when dealing with Katsuki.

“I’m fine.” Katsuki hissed, parroting what he said earlier, with the same vitriol.

“You clearly are not.” Todoroki said firmly. “I can regulate my own temperature, you’re correct, but I can still feel the temperature around me. My room isn’t hot, and you’re sweating like it’s summer. I think you should see Recovery Girl.”

Katsuki growled an incoherent shout. “I don’t need that old bat, there’s nothing wrong with me beyond suffering from dealing with all you idiots. Fuck off!”

Katsuki turned to leave, but his vision swam so quickly that he had to stop mid-step. His hand came to his eyes, trying to steady himself, forcing himself to push through the heat. But before he could get his body to work, his backpack slipped through his fingers as his vision went black.

“-ugou. Bakugou. Bakugou.” Someone was shaking him, insistence in their voice. He groaned lightly, his eyes fluttering, his head pounding even harder than before. He squinted, and Todoroki then came into focus. He was wearing a look Katsuki had never seen before. It looked almost like worry, but Katsuki couldn’t tell.

He groaned again, and then he felt something blissfully cool against his forehead, easing his headache and the unbearable heat he was trapped in. He sighed, his eyes managing to stay open now. He was in Todoroki’s arms, with Todoroki’s right hand pressed against his forehead. He remembered that Todoroki’s right side was cool, and Katsuki wanted to just sink into him.

“Wha- happen?” Katsuki said, the act of speaking a struggle it had never been before.

“You passed out.” Todoroki said, a frown tugging at his lips. “You have a fever. I’m going to take you to Recovery Girl.”

Todoroki began to push them both upwards, but Katsuki shook his head. “No! No. ‘M fine. Just… just need to sleep it off. ‘M fine.”

“You are not fine, Bakugou.” Todoroki groaned, and Katsuki could’ve sworn he heard concern and frustration in Todoroki’s voice. But that was impossible, Katsuki never got emotion from Todoroki, no matter how hard he tried. “You literally just passed out. You’re sick, Bakugou.”

“I don’t get sick.” Katsuki said, and that was completely true. Katsuki got sick so rarely that he couldn’t even remember the last time. “Be fine. Just need sleep. Don’t need help.”

“You can’t stand on your own.” Todoroki said, deadpan. Katsuki frowned at that, and he opened his mouth again, but Todoroki cut him off. “If you say you’re fine one more time, I’m going to throw you over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes and drag you to Recovery Girl.”

Katsuki pouted at that, and stayed silent for a moment, knowing Todoroki was just as serious with his threats as he was.

“I don’t get sick.” He repeated. “Just need to sleep this off.”

Todoroki pursed his lips again, clearly torn between what to do, before he sighed, obviously coming to a decision. “Fine. I’ll take you to your room, but only for now. I can’t tell if this is just your pride or if this is actually how your body works. If you get worse, I’m taking you to Recovery Girl no matter what you say.”

Katsuki nodded, and went to get up, pushing himself up on noodly arms. He immediately fell back into Todoroki. Thankfully, Todoroki didn’t comment on his weakness, he just wrapped Katsuki’s arm around his shoulder and pushed them both up. With Todoroki’s support, Katsuki could mostly walk, his feet dragging a little as he couldn’t raise his feet off the ground very high.

The elevator ride down to the fourth floor was silent, almost awkward. Katsuki couldn’t find the strength to say anything, but Todoroki didn’t seem to mind the silence. Right now, he just wanted his bed more than anything in the world.

Their next obstacle was Katsuki’s door, as he always locked it when he wasn’t in his room. He couldn’t remember where he put his keys at first, patting down his pockets. Suddenly a hand reached into his back pocket and he yelped a little at the surprise, his reaction was too slow, but he still hated being startled with touch. Had for a long time. Todoroki then handed him his keys, with a sheepish look on his face. “I saw them in your pocket. Thought I’d save you the trouble.”

Katsuki took the keys and opened his door, using the door handle to keep himself up, trying to keep himself upright on his own. Todoroki went to follow him in and Katsuki growled again.

“No one goes in my room.”

“There’s a first time for everything.” Todoroki said, a little snippy, uncaring that he was stepping into Katsuki’s space.

Todoroki turned on the lights, and Katsuki hissed as his headache spiked, unconsciously pressing himself into the nape of Todoroki’s neck. Todoroki immediately turned the light off with a quiet “sorry.” before he started walking again.

Katsuki flopped into bed with all the grace of a newborn giraffe, but his bed was cool (he had special sheets so he wouldn’t overheat as he slept, his parents had designed them for him) and that was all that mattered to him. He rolled onto his side, felt something lift his legs into the bed, and he was out as soon as his head hit the pillow, just barely feeling a cool hand brush his sweaty bangs out of his face.

“- been asleep for a little while… nothing’s changed…”

“- not sure, Todoroki. He really doesn’t get sick that often. I think the last time was over five years ago. Even I don’t really remember.”

He knew that voice. Goddammit, he knew that voice and he went to glare at fucking useless Deku, but he was still squinting in the darkness he’d woken up in, lessening its effect. Todoroki had left the door open a little, the hall lights shining in his room far too brightly for his headache. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been asleep, but his mind wasn’t as fuzzy as before. Still way too fucking hot though.

“You got fucking Deku?” Katsuki growled, refusing to admit that it sounded more like a whine.

“I didn’t know anyone else who would know how your body works when it’s sick.” Todoroki said matter-of-factly, coming back over to Katsuki’s bed. He was mostly forgiven when he put his cool hand back on Katsuki’s burning forehead, getting a soft noise Katsuki didn’t even know he made.

“Well, his parents will know, for sure.” Deku said to Todoroki. Katsuki glared harder. “I can call them, figure out where to go from here.”

Todoroki nodded.

Deku then handed Todoroki a rather big box that Katsuki surprisingly recognized. Auntie Inko knew how injured they got in training, especially since Deku wouldn’t fucking stop constantly breaking all of his bones, and had gifted him the same first aid kit that Deku held in his hands. Actually, it really wasn’t a first aid kit but a mini hospital, with so many things Katsuki didn’t know when he’d ever use some of them. (Seriously, Auntie, when was he gonna need a goddamn stethoscope?) He’d only taken it because his mother would’ve been mad if he made Auntie cry, not that he could handle her tears anyways, and, well… secretly he could appreciate the gesture. He never understood why Auntie continued to try and take care of him even though he really wanted nothing to do with her son, but he supposed that’s just how she was. Deku too, but he was way more annoying about it.

“You should take his temperature, if he’ll let you.” Deku said, still talking to Todoroki and not him. “You’ll have a way better chance with him than I will.”

“Don’t talk about me like I’m not here!” Katsuki shouted, immediately regretting the loudness when he made his own headache worse.

“Sorry, Kacchan.” Katsuki just glared at him, fighting off the wince he’d just given himself. “I- I’ll just go call Uncle Masaru now.”

Deku stepped out of the room, and Todoroki set the kit down onto his nightstand, digging through it with one hand, keeping his right hand on Katsuki’s forehead.

“There are three thermometers in here.” Todoroki stated, seemingly a little overwhelmed by Auntie’s overprotective nature. “And they’re all different.”

Katsuki made a noncommittal noise. Something then pushed gently at his mouth, and he turned his glare to Todoroki.

“I can’t use the other ones, I’ve been cooling you off too much.” Todoroki said, poking him again. “They won’t give accurate results. This is the only one left.”

“I can do it myself.” Katsuki said, trying to move his mouth as little as possible.

Todoroki sighed, definitely sounding frustrated. “Bakugou, will you please just put your damn pride aside for two minutes? I just want to help you. You’re my friend. Let me help you.”

This was the first he’d heard about them being friends, though he supposed he had started paying more attention to Todoroki after their supplemental classes. He hadn’t thought it had been reciprocated though. But even if they were friends now, this was something he couldn’t allow. He wasn’t weak, he didn’t need help, not even Todoroki’s.

Not even if a dark part of him wanted to accept it.

Moving his body was like trying to move through molasses, but he did eventually get his arm out from under the blanket (when did he get a blanket?) and he reached for the thermometer. Todoroki sighed, but gave it to him. This time, the silence was awkward as they waited for the thermometer to beep. He wasn’t sure why this time was so different.

Deku was the one who broke it when he came back in. He still didn’t like anyone in his room, but he didn’t have the strength to blast the fucker out, even if he did have the sweat.

“Uncle said that there’s not much we can do except keep him cool, the illness just has to run its course.” Deku frowned, trying not to talk directly to Todoroki and failing. “And. um. Auntie Mitsuki said, um, not to take any of his, uh, ‘bullshit’. Her words, not mine.”

Todoroki just nodded. Katsuki didn’t know what that meant.

Once the thermometer finally beeped, Todoroki withdrew it without asking permission. Oh, that’s what that meant. Damn hag, and damn Deku. Todoroki took everything too literally, Deku should’ve fucking translated his mother’s stupid words.

“39.27 (102.7)” The monotone was back. Katsuki felt an emotion he didn’t know how to describe, but it wasn’t pleasant. “That’s higher than I was expecting, though unsurprising.”

“Yeah, Uncle said when Kacchan gets sick, he really gets sick.”

Katsuki growled at him again, wanting to yell and blow him up but trying not to be stupid and repeat past mistakes. His head was still throbbing from the earlier shout.

“I-I-I should go, Todoroki.” Deku said, shrinking away from him. “I think I’m just making it worse. He doesn’t want me here.” No. No he didn’t. Especially since he wouldn’t stop talking about him like he wasn’t there in his own fucking room. “Do you want to come with me? I’m sure Kirishima wouldn’t mind looking after him.”

The beat in between Deku’s question and Todoroki’s answer made the emotion he had worse.

“No. I’ll keep him cool for now. It’s no trouble.” Katsuki didn’t know whether that made him happy or annoyed. God, he hated emotions, they were literally the worst. It was so much easier to just be angry all the time.

“Don’t forget to not overuse your quirk, Todoroki. Just let one of us know if you get too cold. We’ll figure something out.”

Todoroki just nodded and Deku very quickly left the room. If Katsuki was more childish like his friends, he would’ve flipped him off as he left. But Deku didn’t deserve what little energy he had, and closing the door until very little light was left was at least the decent thing to do.

“You can leave, IcyHot.” Katsuki grumbled. “I’m-mmph.” Suddenly Todoroki’s cool hand was over his mouth. Katsuki did not like that, he didn’t like anyone touching his face and it had only gotten worse since the-incident-that-shall-not-be-named. He nipped at Todoroki’s hand, and it quickly returned to his forehead, but the message to shut up was loud and clear.

“Stop saying you’re fine.” Todoroki snapped, and Katsuki thought he almost sounded angry. Katsuki didn’t know that Todoroki could even get angry. “Stop lying to me. I don’t care about your stupid pride, and I cannot understand why you won’t let it go for two seconds for your friends. I want to help you but I can’t if you won’t let me. Why won’t you let me? Do you… do you hate me?”

Grand displays of emotion were hard for him. Grand displays of emotion coming from Todoroki were another beast entirely. Katsuki had no idea how to respond to this, and if he wasn’t sick, he wouldn’t have responded to it beyond anger. But right now, with a fever he could no longer deny, his mind didn’t immediately go to the rage he used to shield him from emotions he didn’t like. It just took much energy that he didn’t have, and he hated himself for his weakness.

“No.” Was Katsuki’s response, and it was a lot more awkward than he’d wanted it to be.

“Then why won’t you stop lying to me?” Todoroki said, looking just as uncomfortable as Katsuki was. But apparently, not uncomfortable enough to shut up and let this go. “I thought you respected me, at least a little.”

Shit. Katsuki did not like letting people know when he respected them. They never responded in a way that Katsuki liked or could handle, either acting all smug about it or like it was obvious that they deserved it. Both reactions drove Katsuki up the wall.

Thinking about this was too hard, even with the soothing coolness Todoroki was projecting. He didn’t do emotions, and everything he was feeling right now just made him even uncomfortable in his skin. He’d take the fever and headache over this any day.

“I didn’t lie to you, I’m fine by myself.” Katsuki said. “I can take care of myself.”

“Except you won’t.” Todoroki snapped again and Katsuki internally cursed at his mother for putting this idea into Todoroki’s stupid head. “Taking care of yourself would’ve been canceling our plans, or going to see Recovery Girl. You refused to do either. That’s not taking care of yourself. You couldn’t even admit to me that you weren’t feeling well after you literally passed out in my arms. You’re lucky I was there to catch you, what if you weren’t with me? What if it happened when you’d stepped into the hall and I hadn’t followed you? You might’ve gotten a concussion or worse. If you don’t hate me, then why can’t you let me care about you?”

Katsuki unconsciously curled a little into himself, his quills puffing up, ready to lash out at any moment. His head hurt, and even with the frosty air Todoroki was creating he was on fire, he just couldn’t deal with this right now. Being sick for the first time in years was already way too much for him, he’d never felt so shitty in his life, and having fucking Todoroki of all people see him this weak made him so uncomfortable he didn’t have a word for it. Katsuki didn’t understand why Todoroki was so upset, and thinking about it hurt his head too much. He didn’t even have an answer for Todoroki. He didn’t have an answer when his friends asked him the same question after they were fed up with his insistence on independence and refusing to accept their help. He’d learned the hard way that sometimes he had to depend on other people, but that hadn’t made it any easier to deal with. So he’d rather just not deal with it at all.

After a fair amount of silence, Todoroki just sighed, sounding resigned. This was the most emotion Katsuki had seen out of Todoroki since he’d met the bastard. Katsuki thought that was very rude, and he should’ve gotten this a lot earlier. Though, he could do without the annoyance and anger. “You should get some sleep, Bakugou.”

Well, now he was purposefully not gonna do that, even though he was exhausted. Once spite was activated there was no stopping it. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Then stop being an idiot.” Todoroki hissed.

Katsuki glared at Todoroki but it didn’t matter since Todoroki still wasn’t looking at him, only straight ahead.

“Don’t fucking insult me.”

“I’ll do whatever I want, thanks.” Todoroki said, matching his energy. “Since that’s all you do, I get to do it too.”

“Oh fuck you!” Katsuki snapped, absolutely done with this stupid bastard, throwing his own words in his face was the last straw. “Get the fuck out of my room! Leave me the fuck alone!”

It was quiet for a minute.

“Fine.”

Todoroki ripped his hand away from Katsuki’s forehead and stood sharply. He walked out without another word, and Katsuki expected the door to slam and prepared himself for it. But Todoroki caught it just before it did, and he closed the door quietly behind him.

Katsuki stared at the door for a moment, almost in disbelief. Todoroki never got angry, let alone to this extreme. He thought even Deku hadn’t seen that before, the damn nerd would’ve said something. Even though Katsuki liked antagonizing Todoroki, liked seeing if he could get the bastard to show emotion, even if it was negative emotions, this didn’t… this didn’t make him feel good. The emotion he hadn’t been able to describe twisted in his gut, making his chest hurt in a way that it never had before. He wanted to get Todoroki riled up, it’s why he talked to him the way he did, the way he purposely tried to push the bastard’s buttons, that was his end goal. He wanted to see Todoroki show some sort of emotion, any sort of emotion.

So why did that make him feel so shitty?

Getting what he wanted never made him feel bad in the past. It was a point of pride for him that he basically always got what he wanted, that he’d earned what he’d wanted. Katsuki was always so sure of himself, he always knew what he wanted, and he did everything he could to get it.

Was this… actually what he wanted? Somehow, he didn’t think so. Which never happened, Katsuki always knew what he wanted, and he never regretted anything. (Well, he regretted a few things but he never let himself think about them so that was basically the same thing.) But the more the silence of the room echoed in his ears, the more he regretted saying any of those things, and not just because he’d lost the hand that had been keeping his headache at a somewhat manageable level. The icepick in his head only seemed to make his actions seem worse, and Katsuki did not like that. Even though he knew he was an asshole with no filter, and no intent on getting one, this felt like he’d gone too far. He’d gone too far a couple of times in his life, and this felt worse than all of them.

With the door closed, heat was starting to build up in his room, and the blanket that he still didn’t know how he got was kicked around to his legs. His hand flopped around to his nightstand, opening the drawer and grabbing the remote for his ac unit. He turned it down several degrees, and didn’t have the energy to put it back. His hand just fell to his bed, and his eyes closed on their own accord. Even though he’d wanted to stay up to spite Todoroki, despite the fact that he couldn’t remember why anymore, his body just started to shut down on its own. At least sleep would be a reprieve from the overwhelming pain in his chest and his head, so he surrendered to the thick haze of sleep and hoped he’d wake up without this agony.

Blood. Blood and screams and death and fear. Katsuki spun around, lost and scared, wanting to run but unsure of where he could run to. Screams rang in his ears from all directions, each one different yet full of the same agony. Each one echoed their pain into his heart, overwhelming him with emotions he couldn’t handle. Unable to take anymore, his legs took off running without thinking, his chest heaving as the torturous screams pierced his chest.

He skidded to a stop as an image flashed in his mind, his own scream blending into the background. Deku’s body was still crackling with energy, his green lightning dying as Deku lay still. His arms and legs were both black, bent in horrific ways, and Katsuki’s stomach lurched as his gaze finally landed on Deku’s chest. His ribs had pierced through his skin, his chest cavity a mess of blood and bone, surprise still written on Deku’s lax face, his green eyes dull and lifeless. Again, Katsuki’s legs took off without his consent, tears streaming down Katsuki’s face as nausea built in his stomach.

His arms flailed as he slipped on something wet and sticky, crashing into some sort of small building. Looking up, Katsuki screamed again, seeing Kirishima spread eagle across the top, his head hanging down, his neck brutally slit open, dripping blood into the fiery red hair he was so famous for. Katsuki slipped again in his haste to get up, realizing with a sickening jolt that he was slipping on Kirishima’s blood.

“Make it stop.” Katsuki sobbed. “Make it stop.”

He finally got up again, only to freeze in place. In front of him was Ashido, lying in a heap, her neck bone protruding from her skin as her head twisted the other way. As more and more tears spilled down his cheeks, he turned and turned and turned. Jirou, her own earphones wrapped around her red, raw neck. Sero hanging from his own tape, his limp hands still stuck from trying to free himself. Kaminari’s head soaked, water still dripping from his motionless mouth. His world began to spin, and he crashed to the ground, curling into a ball.

“Make it stop.” Katsuki covered his ears and shut his eyes, trying to block it all out. “Please, make it stop.”

The world went silent.

Katsuki warily opened his eyes. Vast ground filled only with empty space. He was too scared to try and speak, terrified that the death and screams and blood would come back. No matter where he looked, all he found was emptiness until he came across Todoroki, laying on the ground too, facing away from him.

He crawled over hesitantly, his mouth moving to speak Todoroki’s name but his vocal cords refused to make any noise. Katsuki’s hand hovered over Todoroki’s body for a moment, not seeing anything on his red side. Maybe he was just unconscious? His hand finally landed on Todoroki’s arm, frowning as it was cool. No, no, his red was his fire side, he should’ve been warm. His hand jerked as he pulled it back, causing Todoroki to roll over.

Katsuki screamed again, his voice laden with agony as Todoroki’s head lolled to the side. His white side had completely disappeared, charred to ash, his skin covered in burns matching the scar on his face. He cowered away, his hands dragging him away from Todoroki’s dead body. He slipped again, curling back into a ball, sobbing.

Everyone he had ever cared about was gone, and Katsuki was alone. Emptiness beat in his ears, the silence louder than any of the screams had been. His sobs echoed across the vastness, his breath the only other sound. He longed for his friends, wanted someone to still be with him, to tell him that everything was going to be okay. That he would have more than himself to keep him company, to make him smile just a little, to make him let out a breathy laugh. To watch with amusement as they did something stupid, being far too noticeable when he was socially awkward with his stupid confused face, silently sitting with him when they knew he wanted company but couldn’t take any more noise. Grabbing him in one arm hugs, ruffling his hair and dodging when he swatted at them, squishing him when they were all crammed together in too small of a space to fit all of them. He wanted that back, he wanted them back so badly, he’d do anything.

“Anything, huh?” The back of his neck burned, and he was lifted off the ground. He writhed in the grip, sludge rising from the ground to latch onto his body, forcing him into submission.

“No, no, please, stop!” Katsuki wailed, the sludge only growing stronger, binding his body in muck. The heat on the back of his neck increased, and another hand forced his head forward, his eyes only able to focus on Todoroki’s lifeless body. “Not like this, not like this!”

“Aw, I thought you said ‘anything’.” The voice taunted. “Don’t you love them? Wouldn’t you do anything for them? You know we have an offer for you, you remember our last one.”

“Can’t.” Katsuki wanted to shake his head, but the grip was too strong. “Won’t betray them.”

“Then die with them.”

Katsuki couldn’t move, his entire body now encased in the sludge, could barely talk as the goo began to tease at going in his mouth and down his throat.

“Not again.” Katsuki gasped, feeling the horrid taste of the sludge as it crept slowly, maliciously, into his mouth. “Please not again.”

A mocking laugh, and then the sludge forced itself down his throat, cutting off his air. Katsuki panicked, writhing with great strength, but useless, so uselessly. The world spun one last time as he grew dizzy from hypoxia, and he fell into darkness with taunting laughter echoing around him.

Katsuki jolted up in bed, a silent scream on his lips. His eyes rolled at the heat of his room, just as dizzy as he was in his fever induced nightmare, practically seeing the waves of heat energy radiating from his furniture, his walls. He had to cool down. If he didn’t cool down, he thought he was going to die, his body melting into his bed.

His room had a shower. The door was right there. He just had to get there, the water could cool him down. He pushed himself up, his arms too shaky to hold him for long. Maneuvering his body was like trying to walk straight in a gyroscope. He stepped forward with his left foot, shaking as he stood, desperately trying to go forward. His right foot was next, but it was still tangled up in the blanket of unknown origin. He tried to pull it free, but another strong bout of dizziness sent him tumbling to the floor.

The world faded in and out as he lay on the floor, his arms trying to push himself up, but he crashed back down every time. He just didn’t have the strength to get up, the attempts draining what little he had until he just gave up. His vision flickered in and out, his sweat soaking into his carpet, his heart carrying agony all over his body, igniting each nerve with a bonfire, his head pounding like a thunderstorm’s rage.

“Sorry to disturb you…”

“Eh, no worries, Todoroki. If Bakubro needs me, then I’m there, no matter what.”

Even though the door was closed, Katsuki could still hear the voices through it. The dorm walls carried sound better than any speaker.

His door quietly creaked open, driving another spike of pain into his head. “Bakugou? Hey man, are you- oh shit!”

Light blinded him for a moment, before he felt a cold arm heave him up, cradling him in iciness. He whimpered, the sudden shock of frigidity making him wince. A warmer hand came to his forehead before jerking back with a hiss.

“He’s burning up.” Kirishima gasped, cursing again.

“Kirishima, get Recovery Girl.” Todoroki ordered, taking charge of the situation. “I’m gonna try to cool him down.”

Kirishima nodded, his face set in his ‘serious mode’. His best friend should’ve been a comfort, but seeing Kirishima’s frown and furrowed brow just made him a little scared. Kirishima was one of the smiliest people he’d ever met, and Katsuki always told him that his face would get stuck like that. It was always laughed off, bringing out that same smile, which always made Katsuki roll his eyes. But he still liked seeing it, and when it was missing, Katsuki didn’t like it, not one bit.

“Don’t use your quirk, use his shower.” Kirishima said, standing. “Anything lower than room temperature is too cold, you’ll send him into shock.”

Todoroki just nodded, and Katsuki wondered if he’d already known that, or if his temperature regulation thing kept him from getting fevers. Kirishima bolted out the door, his steps thudding down the hall then the stairs.

Another arm came to his knees, and he was lifted into the air. His vision swirled again, able to tell he was moving but unable to process anything else. His legs were gently placed on the ground, but then the sound of a massive waterfall assaulted him and he turned back into the soft, wintry physique. But then he was pulled away from it, and he didn’t know whether that felt good or bad. The waterfall then disappeared, and he saw that Todoroki had switched the tap to shower.

The arm came back to his knees, and another dizzying bit of motion finished with water pelting at him, as he was pressed against something that didn’t feel hot or cold. Even though the water droplets were needle-sharp, they were cool, and Katsuki sank into it, feeling the water soothe the bonfire under his skin. He wasn’t sure how long he was under the spray before his mind finally cleared enough to focus on his surroundings. Katsuki was laying against Todoroki, who was holding him up by his waist, in Katsuki’s shower. Katsuki decided to be embarrassed about this later, when he didn’t feel so shitty and when Todoroki wasn’t keeping him from drowning in his own shower.

“‘roki?” Katsuki groaned, his voice weak and quiet. But thankfully Todoroki still heard him.

“Yes, Bakugou?”

“I don’ feel so good.” Katsuki said, looking up at Todoroki. He must’ve looked like a drowned cat, his hair soaked and stuck to his forehead, his clothes soaked to the skin, his skin showing through his white tank top, Katsuki didn’t think he’d ever looked so pathetic in his life.

“No shit.” Todoroki muttered grumpily. “You couldn’t have said that a few hours ago?”

Katsuki ducked his head a little, his cheeks were already flushed but the pink got a little stronger. “Couldn’t. Can’t be weak. Specially not in front of you.”

That made Todoroki pause, and then meet his eye again. “Me?”

Katsuki nodded shakily.

“Why?” Todoroki breathed, the shower louder than both of their voices.

“Because… you’re so strong.” Katsuki mumbled, the fever that still raged within him loosening his tongue. If he were coherent, he’d rather be caught dead than saying shit like this, but he was still so hot and the water felt so good and his mind felt so worn thin that he just kept talking. “Noticed the first day I saw you. Never met anyone like you. Stronger than me. Pissed me off.”

Todoroki scoffed. “Of course it would.” a sigh. “But why would that mean you can’t be ‘weak’ around me?”

“Weakness doesn’t get notice. ‘N like that. Wanted notice.”

There was another beat of silence. Katsuki turned his head into Todoroki’s cooler side, using him as an ice pack for his still aching head.

“Are you saying that you thought I wouldn’t notice you if I thought you were weak?” Todoroki murmured, his voice low and uncertain.

His body was starting to get wracked with tremors, but he managed a nod through it. He couldn’t tell if he was shivering or shaking, just feeling his body vibrate, and the bonfire inside him was starting to win the battle against the water. His body went limp as the fire began to consume him, his eyes rolling around in his head.

“I, I… Bakugou? Bakugou, what’s wrong? Bakugou!” Todoroki’s voice jumped in emotion, in worry, but Katsuki could no longer differentiate the emotions. Todoroki was little more than a red and white blur now, Katsuki’s world spinning faster than a top, black spots dotting his vision, growing larger with each rotation. His mind lost all sense of reality, darkness swirling around him like a maelstrom. Voices again rang in his ears, but he couldn’t distinguish one from another.

“-hear me? Bakugou, can you hear me?”

“He was talking a minute ago, but…”

“-unresponsive -get him to the infirmary- covery girl can- hurry…”

Someone grabbed his arms, hauling him into the air, and the sudden movement had him blacking out entirely, falling into the black hole the maelstrom had created.

Consciousness was murky, muddying his perception into something unintelligible as he slipped in and out of the darkness always on the edge of his mind. He wasn’t sure how long it took for his mind to clear, but the longer time went on, he sluggishly began to become more aware of his surroundings. He discovered new pain in his hand, but the agony in his head had subsided a great deal, though it wasn’t entirely gone. He was laying on something familiar but uncomfortable, his body propped up against it. To his immense relief, he found that he wasn’t on fire for the first time in what felt like days.

Dazedly, he opened his eyes, immediately squinting at the bright overhead lights. It took him a minute to adjust, but the light didn’t increase his headache much, so he managed easily enough. White walls came into focus, along with cool, white sheets on the bed he couldn’t remember getting in, with a light blue canvas on his chest. He pulled lightly at it, confused, and pulled his hand up to his vision. No wonder it hurt, there was an IV stabbed through his hand, drawing out a noise of discomfort. He felt like he hadn’t slept in years, his mind struggling to keep up with the world around him.

Footsteps had his head immediately turning, his instincts sharper than any discombobulation, and he made another discovery, movement didn’t make him dizzy anymore. But that didn’t answer the question of what had happened, but the old woman walking towards him at least contributed to it. He knew this room, this was the infirmary, but he couldn’t remember how he got here.

“Ah, young Bakugou, I was wondering when you’d come back to us.” The old bat said, sounding far too cheerful.

He frowned at her, trying and failing to process her words in time as Recovery Girl walked up to his bed. His head still swam in uncertainty, cognizance lagging out like one of his friends’ video games. She stood on one of her little step-stools, coming up to his level, patting his hand gently before putting something uncomfortable in his ear. He groaned, attempting to turn away, but she cupped his cheek, gently but firmly keeping him in place.

“Keep still, it’s alright.” Her voice was as gentle as her hand, but that didn’t soothe him much. “Just a few seconds more.”

A quiet beeping and she kept her word. “38.44 (101.2). Much better, considering you came in at 40.5 (104.9). Any higher and you might’ve had permanent brain damage.”

Oh shit. That was bad. That was very bad. A brief flash of fear ran up his spine, a spike of anxiety panging in his stomach.

“Wha’ happ’n?” Katsuki asked, his voice hoarse from disuse.

“A stress fever.” She replied, handing him a little paper cup of water. His hand was shaking a little as he took it, but he kept her help to a minimum. “Unsurprising, considering the amount of stress you all are under, you especially. Normally, they’re not an issue, and they fade rather quickly, but you’re a special case. As you know, your sweat can’t cool you down like most people so you’re easily affected by fevers. Since you didn’t come to me, or do anything to reduce it, your fever just worsened and worsened until your body couldn’t take it anymore. You’re very lucky that Todoroki and Kirishima found you when they did.”

Jumbled memories came to the forefront of his mind, of Kirishima’s voice in his room, a hand on his forehead, of Todoroki carrying him, holding him as they lay in the shower. Fuck, that was embarrassing, and the chastising Recovery Girl was giving just made him feel even worse.

“Didn’t notice.” He said, needing to defend himself, his pride leaving him unable to do anything less. After all, it wasn’t like he’d done this on purpose. He may hate being in this damn room, but he wasn’t stupid enough to not seek medical help when he was seriously sick. He just honestly hadn’t noticed something was wrong until it was too late. He’d dealt with plenty of hot and uncomfortable days before so he thought yesterday had been no different. “Not til af’r dinner. Don’t get sick.”

“Yes, young Midoriya said that.” Recovery Girl sighed. “As did your parents when I called them. They said since they’re currently in Madrid, they’d do their best, but the flight home is rather long, even without layovers. Hopefully, by the time they do get here, you’ll be fever free.”

Well, his day just got a lot worse. Katsuki hated it when his parents had to pick him up from school. He didn’t need his parents to come and fuss over him, he wasn’t a baby.

His unhappiness must’ve shown on his face, since Recovery Girl just tutted at him. “Give them a break, you gave them quite a scare. You’ve gotten very good at that.”

Katsuki huffed, definitely not pouting.

“Really, I should’ve expected something like this to happen.” She muttered. He cocked his head in confusion. “It’s been a week since I’ve had one of you in here, and if someone from 1A isn’t in here, something is very wrong.”

He had to admit, that seemed like solid logic. He was classmates with the biggest dumbasses he’d ever met, and they were all klutzy and accident prone, and that was off the battlefield.

“Speaking of your classmates,” ah hell, what do those idiots want now? “when you’re feeling up to it, you’ll have plenty of visitors.”

Oh fuck no, he was not doing that. His classmates were so emotional, crying and pitying and all sorts of terrible shit he hated being around. He got uncomfortable when one of his friends was upset, he couldn’t take the whole class. Leaving before Recovery Girl said he could sounded like a much better option. He’d rather get yelled at than deal with all of his dumbasses.

“Try to get out of this bed and I’ll sedate you.” Recovery Girl said bluntly. Katsuki deflated, miserably becoming resigned to his fate. Obviously, this was just going to be one of the shittiest days of his life and he couldn’t do anything about it.

“I’ll keep them from overwhelming you.” She said sympathetically, patting his hand again, and that was at least something. Normally, he would’ve snapped that he didn’t need her pity, but he could tell it wasn’t pity. He didn’t quite know what it was, but anything was better than pity. “But for right now, you should get some sleep. Let your body’s natural processes heal you. I’d much rather have your body heal itself, I don’t like how high a dosage of fever reducer I have to give you to help you fight this. I want to take you off that as soon as I can.”

Ah, that explained the IV, and why his mind wasn’t working right. He’d seen his idiot friends on too much cold medicine before, he’d just never experienced it himself until now. It was a lot more disconcerting than he would’ve thought. Next time, he’d have to watch more closely when one of his idiots got sick, this fucking sucked.

Sleep did sound like a fantastic idea, though. Keeping up with this conversation was taking far too much energy than it should’ve, and Katsuki was just fucking done. Even better, if he slept the rest of the day away, he could avoid all of the extras and idiots who wanted to ‘visit’ him and annoy him with their presence. The medication was no doubt keeping his spite under control, as when Recovery Girl stepped down to do other shit he didn’t give a fuck about, he could just close his eyes and let the exhaustion that been on the edge of his mind since he woke up take him without much resistance.

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