An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Note: I’m so happy I was able to finally update. I’m so emotional right, but in the good emotional. It’s been so long, but I’m not gonna give up. Keep on fighting through all the difficulty. <3 -Unoutan
Summary: Sometimes ripping off the bandage is good, but the end result could still remain a mystery, especially for Katsuki and Izuku. A secret kept since high school is revealed and Izuku tries his best to keep it together. They only just began.
A Bakudeku kid-fic, fix-it fic romantic comedy with a crap ton of drama, smut and more drama.
Mini Excerpt Chapter 6:
The JSL signing, creepy-deep-voiced intern of Aizawa Shouta, stood at his front door, and pulled down the mask covering his lower face – only for a second, but it was long enough for Katsuki’s desire to slam his front door closed right in his face. He resisted. Barely. This asshole was Shinsou Hitoshi.
The puzzle he didn’t know he had to solve clicked together.
“It’s you. You asshole. So then he’s…” Deku is entering the foyer, turning around the corner to see who arrived, and Katsuki doesn’t turn around to see him.
Looking back it should have been clear that the man with the thigh highs working alongside Eraser Head, that damned trainee hero with the squeaky voice and quick-witted retorts, was Midoriya Izuku. But only in hindsight was Katsuki’s vision 20/20 as he stared at the man standing at the front door of his home: Shinsou fucking Hitoshi.
Shinsou nodded; only silently impressed the door didn’t slam in his face. He smiled and whispered, “Yes, me, the asshole. Good morning, Bakugou.”
“Kacchan, wait, wait, wait!” A sigh escaped Katsuki’s lips when the dork consuming his thoughts as of late, the man in charge of watching his kids, the man who shared a bed with him this entire weekend, the man he spilled his apologizes to last night and promised they could start over, ran to his side. Even though Katsuki’s fists clenched tight, he’s not mad. He won’t get mad. “Kacchan, please! I-I’ll explain everything! Don’t be angry yet. I MEAN, not that you’ll get angry, I’m not assuming – what I mean is I can-”
Don’t get mad.
