Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku (EndGame)
Izuku/OC
CW:
Physical Abuse, Blood and Violence, Drama, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Possessive Behavior, Blackmail, Not Actually Unrequited, Love, Yandere
"Bakugou, someone is calling for you." Kaminari winked at him as he pointed at the door where a beautiful woman with soft pale blonde hair that's in a high ponytail.
It's after class and the rooms are already cleaned. He's supposed to go to the library but fate seems to have other plans. Dunce face winked at him some more when he walked out with his bag over his shoulder.
People are whispering 'a senior' behind his back. This woman is a senior that's two years older but still looking fairly young with her short height.
"Sorry to ask for you but can we talk for a bit?" Her smile is sweet when she asks him.
"Somewhere more private. Please." With a simple head tilt she captivated the people inside the room.
That's how Katsuki found himself behind the school gym with his back behind the wall as the petals of the cherry blossoms fell around this girl making her look angelic in all angels.
She walks closer to Katsuki, her smile never changing.
"Thanks for coming with me." She says softly.
As she got just a foot from him, she leaned closer.
"I have been meaning to tell you this for a while now."
And roughly grabbed his cheeks with her perfectly manicured nails.
"Why are you like this?" Gone is her smile, replaced by a glare and frown that contorted her pretty face.
"Didn't I tell you already before?" Her hold on Katsuki's face tightened. Her nails are sharp that they threaten to cut his skin.
Instead she pushes away him with her same hand, hard enough for Katsuki to hit the wall, his bag falls down on the ground.
She sighs once and tries to compose herself.
"I'm not asking you to stay away from Izuku. All I'm asking is for you to spend less time with him." Her head shakes slightly, and there's a smaller smile on her lips but doesn't quite get to her eyes.
"I get that you two are childhood friends but, come on, I am Izuku's girlfriend. I should be his priority, not you."
But it then fades away as she grimaces at him like Katsuki was some kind of pebble that got in the way of her pretty feet.
Katsuki remained silent. He doesn't even look at her.
"Everytime me and Izuku hang out he always has to leave early because 'Kacchan' this and 'Kacchan' that. That's so not normal. Childhood friends don't go that far." She almost spits it at him. A truly disgusted expression passes her face.
She breathes in again and the sweet smile is back but her eyes there is a threat. She closes in on Katsuki and he tries his best not to wince as her sharp fingers pinches on his side, hard.
"So please /Kacchan/ be a good childhood friend and let me and Izuku have our lovey dovey time hmmm?" She lovingly asked him as her nails dug into his skin.
She only stops when she finally gets a pained groan from him then pulls away.
"Let's hope this won't happen again, ok? Bye-bye." Sickly sweet, and innocent, Harada Hime walks away as if nothing happened.
Katsuki stayed behind for a bit before he picked up his bag and went to the nearest restroom for boys. He locks the door to make sure no one else would come in while he is inside.
After placing his bag on the sink, he removes his polo shirt and clearly sees on his right side of his rib muscles an already dark bruise where Harada touched him.
He sighs as he looks at the mirror before him with all the black and blues and fading purples of bruises around his body. On his shoulder, on his back and on his abs. There's also one on his upper thigh when she kicked him last week.
Harada Hime is Deku's classmate and his girlfriend. A jealous bitch who hates his guts.
Katsuki puts his polo back on, gets his bag and leaves the restroom. He gets his earphones out that are attached to his phone to play music as he sends a message.
("Can't go to library. I need to do something at home.") He sends it to Deku.
Katsuki leaves school, earphones in his ears with music in full blast.
"Stupid nerd. Why did you have to be two years ahead of me… why did you have to get a girlfriend?"
Katsuki seriously wishes that it would rain because his eyes are starting to sting and it's not because of the bruises under his shirt.
Izuku receives the text just as Harada-chan arrives to sit next to him.
"Izuku-kun what's wrong?" She bats her long lashes at him, looking so worried maybe because he also looks worried over his phone.
"Ah nothing, Kacchan just said he can't come over to study with us." He explains to her.
"Oh that's too bad. I was so so so excited to see Bakugou-kun again so I can teach him math." Says Harada-chan sadly.
"But that's ok. Come now, we have finals. We have to study." She shoves herself close, pressing her boobs to his muscled arms making Izuku blush.
"Ok." He says to her smiling but deep inside he keeps thinking about Kacchan, in fact he couldn't concentrate in the next hour and in the end, picking up his notes with an apology.
"Harada-chan I'm so sorry but I'm really worried about Kacchan. I promise to continue our study session tomorrow. I have to go." Izuku gets his bag and just like that leaves the library without even waiting for his girlfriend to reply.
Hime is utterly gobsmacked looking at her boyfriend going away. For a few seconds she didn't know what just happened but when she did, she almost violently shakes.
She takes out her phone to send a message to the number that never replied to her even with all the previous messages in full capital letters.
("MEET ME TOMORROW AT MY APARTMENT!! GO OR ELSE I WILL MAKE SURE IZUKU WILL HATE YOU!!")
She sends the message and as she bites her thumb's nails her mind was already conjuring images of what she would do to that guy.
"Bakugou Katsuki you just wait."
Deku barely left the library when he sent the message to Kacchan that he would be coming over.
It was short and direct but he was in a hurry. He really needed to see Kacchan. He has a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach that he can't explain.
Katsuki closed the door of his room. His parents aren't home yet but will be soon. He's thankful that they aren't as he wipes off the wetness of his face.
"I just need to endure this for a bit more." He stubbornly says this to himself, angrily placing his bag on the study table.
When he took his phone out he saw the message that made his heart skip a beat.
("Heading over there now, Kacchan.")
Deku is coming over instead of staying behind at school.
They are neighbors, with their mothers being friends, so naturally they became friends from birth.
But Deku is two years older than him, something that never bothered Katsuki as they did everything together.
Katsuki looks at the stupid cork board that Deku placed in his room. It's full of pinned pictures of them growing up; Birthdays with cakes, theme parks on rides, summers with fireworks up in the sky.
Even as they went through different years in grade school and middle school, nothing had changed.
High school started for Deku. He went to a different school and they could only have time together at home.
Deku became popular and well liked by his peers but it's always Katsuki who had his attention.
When Katsuki finally started high school, Deku got a girlfriend and everything changed.
But Deku ditched her and is coming over to his house for the first time in ages.
The message was sent 15 minutes ago. He should be here any time now -
Katsuki's eyes twitched at the next message that he saw.
("MEET ME TOMORROW AT MY APARTMENT!! GO OR ELSE I WILL MAKE SURE IZUKU WILL HATE YOU!!")
He received another one from her.
("If Izuku comes over, tell him to leave. You know what will happen if you don't.")
Just as a knock on his door comes.
"Katsuki, Izuku is down stairs." It's his mother who announces to him at the other side of the door.
("I will tell him you have been bullying me if you don't. You know I will!")
Katsuki placed his phone down his study table. His eyes are hidden under the shadow of his hair, hiding whatever expression he has in them.
His mother knocks again after not hearing from him.
"Tell him I'm busy with exams. Tell him to leave." He replies to his mother without coming out of his room.
There is silence on the other side that should have been concerning coming from his very loud mother.
"I understand, Katsuki. I'll handle it." It was the softest he had ever heard his mother speak to him.
He hears fading footsteps then no more. His mother didn't come back for him. He is thankful.
An hour later Harada messages him again.
Katsuki stares at the photo of Harada giving him heart fingers while behind her is Deku sleeping. Deku is naked waist up. Harada is wearing a shirt much too big for her size.
("Good job today, Bakugou. Don't forget meet me tomorrow.")
Katsuki's phone screen cracks in his hand.
It’s Saturday night and the wind is chilly with autumn just around the corner. Katsuki climbs up the stairs to the second floor of the apartment wearing long sleeves against the cold.
He walks until he reaches the apartment room he was told to come into. He didn't even need to ring on the doorbell twice when the door flew open and a pair of hands grabbed his shirt to pull him in.
Katsuki gets thrown on the floor. He hears the door close. He doesn't fight back when the same hands pull him up and a pair of seething blue eyes glaring daggers at him.
"Thank you for coming over Bakugou-kun." Her voice is sickly sweet even with all the hatred on her face.
Harada lets him go. She then pats his shirt to remove the wrinkles that she herself made only for nails to dig into them like barb wires.
Katsuki doesn't react, his eyes are only looking down.
Harada steps back with a forced smile on her face.
"Do you know why I called you here? Oh enough with the bullshit. I know you do." All the pleasantness is gone from her and all that's left is anger.
"I told you many times to just let me have my own time with Izuku-kun but why is it you always get in our way? Yesterday he just ran away from me because he was so worried about you. What did you say to him to make him worry? Why do you always have to make a scene just so he would stay with you?" Harada's goes higher as she talks, her face contorts into something that ruins the pretty face she has.
"Izuku-kun is such a nice guy that he has no choice but to stay with you out of pity as his childhood friend. Aren't you just manipulating him at this point?" She accused him with a sharp fingernail pointed at his chest.
Katsuki still says nothing. His eyes are down, being covered by his bangs. There is no reaction at all.
"You're always like this. Always so quiet, gosh it makes me feel like bullying you." She lets out a small laugh before facing Katsuki up again.
"But I guess silence means you're agreeing. So Bakugou-kun, I think it's time to end your friendship with Izuku."
Katsuki finally looks at her. A reaction that made Harada's lips curl up. This passive boy has never shown anything but now she can see something in those dead eyes of his. It was quite satisfying.
"If you don't, I will make Izuku break it off with you instead. I will tell him you went to my apartment and tried to assault me. A guy coming to a girls apartment all alone, very suspicious. Who would he believe in? Of course me, his girlfriend!"
Katsuki stares at her. Probably contemplating on all the times she had blackmailed him since the start of her relationship with Izuku.
It was not like this before, she was ok with Katsuki at the start but a week in she barely had time with her boyfriend. Izuku didn't miss a day spending time with Katsuki.
He always made excuses to end their days early because he promised to spend time with 'Kacchan' or promised to have dinner with Kacchan at home. It was always with Kacchan, that Harada began to wonder was the girlfriend here.
She had enough of the treatment after a month. She talked to Katsuki, whom she hated the way he stared, making her feel like an idiot. She told him to lie low, give him and Izuku time as a couple. But Bakugou glared but didn't say anything.
/'I'm going to break up with Izuku and tell him it's because you hated me.'/
The way Bakugou's eyebrows went from knotted to shooting high up told her she got her point across.
Everytime Bakugou seemed to forget their promise and started seeing Izuku more often, she would raise the bar higher.
/'I'll tell him you screamed at me today and threatened me to leave him.'/
Which wasn't hard to believe considering Bakugou's bad reputation for starting fights outside of school.
She started to go to the freshmen building whenever she needed to talk to him just so rumors would start and would be more believable.
/'I'll tell him you've fallen in love with me, that's why you want us to break up so you can have me instead. I will make him hate you.'/
That final threat was the most lasting as Bakugou stayed away the longest but Izuku still is the one who kept going after the blonde freshman.
Heck last night Izuku just fell asleep on her while almost crying because Kacchan wouldn’t talk to him. Harada went ahead to wear his shirt on top of her own shirt and send a picture to Bakugou just to spite him.
Harada is just so frustrated at this point. This is the limit, the final end to this stupid friendship that's always stopping her from getting what she wants.
"Tell Izuku you don't want him as your friend anymore or else." She says her final warning.
Katsuki lips open for his reply. Harada holds her breath.
"Why don't you tell him then."
Harada is caught off guard.
"Why don't you tell him everything you said you would then. Go ahead." Katsuki's usually slanted eyes are wide and not a single gleam of light passes through them.
Harada steps back. The fine hair of her skin stands up. Something isn't right. Bakugou never responded back to her like this before. He was always quiet and took everything she hit him.
"Tell him everything. Go ahead. Why don't you? Oh because you don't have the confidence do you? You know that if you told him all of those lies, you're not even sure he would believe in you, his 'girlfriend'." The flat tone of his voice made her back away. Harada frowns at his words that feel like knives digging through her chest. Why is talking back like this now?!
"Go ahead Harada-chaaaan." There is a teasing in his voice now, a mean sharpness on his tongue.
"And let's see who Deku will choose. Me the childhood friend he keeps talking about to you or you who not once I have ever heard him mention to me?"
"Are you really his girlfriend? Deku never said a word about you to me." Her heart almost stops in her chest at the nasty grin she had never seen before on Bakugou's face.
Her hand flew hard, slapping Bakugou right at his face. She had always made sure the places that she hit him can be hidden like under his shirts but right now her fury consumes her.
"How dare you talk to me like that!" With all her weight, she pushes Bakugou down the floor with her on top of him as she delivers slap after slap on his face.
"You deserve all of the blackmailing I did to you! You should have stayed away from Izuku from the start then none of this would have happened! I should have beat the shit out of you, you useless piece of trash! Izuku doesn't deserve you! I will do what it takes to make him hate you no matter how many times I have to lie!"
Harada raises her hand to punch Bakugou this time but on his swollen face is a smile so big and so eerie that she stops.
Only when she did that she was able to hear it clearly.
/'What's going on?! What are you doing Harada?! What's happening, Kacchan?!'/
All of the color drained from Harada's face as Katsuki pulled up his phone with a cracked screen showing an ongoing call to /Deku/.
Katsuki had his phone on call since when? How much did Izuku hear?
/'Kacchan?!'/ Izuku says on the other line sounding so worried and seemed like in a hurry.
Katsuki's grin showed sharp teeth and eyes with so much malice as he said in a weak and pained voice that did not match his wicked face.
And with that he crushed the phone with his bare hands like it was nothing.
Harada crawls off of Bakugou, now pale as a ghost. Her skin crawls when the boy lets out a loud booming laughter.
"I can finally stop with the bullshit." He says, sitting up.
With horror Harada sees Bakugou room a nearby vase on her table and smashes it on his head.
"Ahhh!" She screeches in shock and fear because even with that Bakugou was still smiling then laughs then smiles again right at her even as blood trails down his face from most likely the cut on his head from the broken vase.
"You know I fucking hated you from the start. You got that right bitch. I wanted to kill you badly for having the nerve to take Deku from me. I could have crushed you with my bare hands!”
Harada's legs won't work, her body won't move even if she wanted to run away she just couldn't. So she is forced to watch on.
"But if I did something to you, Deku might hate me like you said. So I had to wait, I had to be patient for the right opportunity. Thank you so much for inviting me to your place. I finally have the chance. It's my turn to make him hate you."
Her eyes grew wider when Bakugou removed his shirt to reveal bruises all over his body. Some looked fresh and even a few cuts on his skin.
She had been hitting him before but these bruises-
"I never made those!" She screams at him. She forces her legs to obey her and she stands up just above Bakugou who is still sitting on the floor.
Katsuki lets out a small chuckle.
Suddenly the door swing open
Harada looks behind her to see a sweaty Izuku who's face went from confused on seeing her to pale terror as he looks down Bakugou, battered, bloody and bruised, to absolute rage and fury as he looks back at her again.
Harada shook in realization of what it all looked like to Izuku.
Katsuki had planned this all along. This is what he meant by having the chance to make Izuku hate her.
"It's not what it looks like! Izuku!" Harada dashes to her boyfriend, desperate to make him see it's all lies.
She reaches out to him but is pushed away violently and she hits the floor.
"Stay away from me!" Izuku screams at the top of his lungs then rushes towards the bleeding Katsuki with such gentleness like he was holding something that would break.
"Kacchan. Oh my god Kacchan! What happened?" Izuku looks at him, from the bleeding wound on his head to the swelling of his face to the many old bruises on his body.
There is broken glass nearby and a broken phone as well.
"How long has she been doing this to you? Why didn't you tell me anything?!" Izuku is crying now. Trying hard to wipe away the blood to no avail.
"I didn't want you to hate me." Katsuki said so weakly. Izuku breaks down in sobs as he hugs the younger boy as gently as he can.
"Izuku he is lying! I never did any of those things to him!" Harada comes back up. She crawls towards Izuku, visibly shaken with her usual well kept hair now wild and all over.
Harada is silenced by a slap on her pretty face.
"Just shut up! I heard you over the phone! I heard everything on how you have been blackmailing and beating him! So just shut the fuck up!"
Izuku looks like a madman with lines of range drawn all over his face. Katsuki is still in his arms, with the blonde's face near his chest.
Harada touches her red cheeks in complete shock that anyone had ever hurt her face.
Moments later a voice of a man comes into the room.
"Oh my god Katsuki! Oh my god my son! There is so much blood!" Masaru is hysterical upon seeing the condition of his son. He kneels right next to him with Izuku.
"Katsuki-kun! Oh lord. I’ll call an ambulance right now! Hang in there, Katsuki-kun!" Inko looks faint but still manages to call for help on her phone.
Katsuki timed the call when it was their family's weekly dinner. Everyone would be there to hear the drama on the phone when he called Izuku.
Mitsuki comes in. She is pale on seeing her son, her brows are high up and knitted. She drops to her knees near her son, hands wanting to reach out and touch but so scared she could hurt him more.
A mother's anguish. She is devastated. Her son whom she took care of for 16 years is hurt and mangled.
"You! You did this to him!"
Harada felt the fury of Bakugou Mitsuki, a mother who only cared for her son.
No one stopped her as she beat up Harada with her bare hands.
Izuku lets her do what he wants to do but knows he can't, not in front of Kacchan. He could never even if he wants to so badly.
"Kacchan. I'm so sorry Kacchan. This is all my fault." He cries harder, far globs of tears fall down Katsuki's face.
Izuku didn't see how Katsuki was smiling ear to ear, enjoying the screams from the bitch who dared to take what was his and now suffers the consequences.
Three days later, with a few stitches on his head, Katsuki is resting at the hospital as Deku feeds his sliced apples.
Harada is also in the hospital, though her room is far and guarded. She has a badly mauled face courtesy of Mitsuki. And maybe Izuku visited her one night with a thread to never show her ugly face to Kacchan and him again or he will-
"Personally slice your hands off." With almost glowing green eyes in the dark hospital room then leaves a crying scared Harada behind.
Now he is slicing apples for Kacchan. When he was done the guilt consumes him all over again when he sees the bandages on Kacchan's head.
"Kacchan, I'm really sorry for what happened. I should have noticed early on what she has been doing to you. If there's anything I can do to make up for it, I would. Anything.I would do anything." He says in tears.
He would do anything for Kacchan.
"Anything?" The boy asked him again.
"Yes. Whatever Kacchan wants I will do my best to-"
Izuku doesn't finish his sentence as soft lips cover his own in a kiss. Katsuki pulls back a little and grins.
"Be my boyfriend forever then nerd."
A blush starts off Izuku's cheeks that spread like wildfire all over his body. Such a bold declaration!
Katsuki pulls him in till they are nose to nose.
"You can never be with anyone but me."
He goes for another kiss and Izuku gives in. The two hug tightly after.
Izuku couldn't say no. After all, Katsuki is the most important person to him in his life; a childhood friend and possibly much more.
Katsuki’s smile can't be whipped off his face and the bliss in his eyes can’t be compared. He got what he wanted and nobody will ever take it from him ever again and if ever another wretched whore comes by, he will make sure to end her in just the same way or much worse.
In Katsuki's mind he only had one thing,
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