Hero Deku is well known in the fandom, talking a lot with his fans on the internet about the news about heroes in general or his favorite subject : Dynamight.
But little did he know, Katsuki was one of his followers on his page. Even if Katsuki was used to praises from the nerd, he discovered that Deku was totally fangirling but also was another type of man while talking about him on the internet. Always respectful or private with awkward questions.
And one day, the first day of June to be exact, Hero Deku shared an unusual picture of him that triggered Katsuki immediately. It was a picture of him, in his apartment, Katsuki went once or twice but something was odd. Then he looked at the sentence below the picture saying "Happy pride month everybody! I'm glad to be able to live it with you this time!"
Katsuki's eyes widened at the screen and found what was odd. The bisexual flag on the wall behind Deku. Of course the media went wild about it and some of the fans asked if Deku knew the other Hero's sexuality!
After one hour on the net, Katsuki discovered that also Kirishima, Kaminari, Jirou, Momo and Tsuyu came out that day. He hadn't even had a hint about their sexuality before. Katsuki never had interest in that but he couldn't let the thought of Izuku, loving men.
He knew the guy since they were in diapers and he didn't know that he was Bi. That bastard should have told him. They were friends, right?
But what was shaking Katsuki's was mostly that the nerd could be his. After all this pining, the years of different types of relationship, Katsuki had never thought his dream to be with Izuku that way would be possible. So, he decided to DM Deku via his fan page through his fan account. Thinking it would be a good idea.
"Hey, congrats for your CO."
"Thanks, BoomBoomLove!"
What now? It's not like he could say anything about him, he didn't want to blast his cover.
"Since some of the others are coming out, do you think we will see you dating someone soon?"
"I'm not interested in any of my friends. Plus, I can't date right now."
"Why? You also deserve love."
"Because I can't date, I'm a hero."
"And? What's the matter?"
Katsuki knew exactly why. As a hero himself, he knew the risk of dating. The person being a direct target for the villain, or the fact that having a private life is hard and also hard to find time for them. But it wasn't a problem for Katsuki. They were both top heroes, so everything would fit.
"Because I don't want to think of losing that person."
"But, if the person loves you and knows the risks, why not give it a shot?"
"Thanks boomboomlove, but not many heroes go in a relationship for those reasons."
"I'm sure Dynamight would date someone."
"I don't think so..."
Katsuki huffed, of course he wouldn't date anyone. Anyone except Deku.
"If Dynamight was gay, would you date him?"
"First of all, it's a personal question so I won't answer. And second of all, I won't assume his sexuality, we never speak about it."
"Oh. I thought you would date him, you're all about him and you knew each other for years so I assume you had a crush on him."
Katsuki felt almost guilty for asking things like this. He was known to be direct but when it comes to Izuku, he couldn't help and be that fucking pussy he hated so much. Katsuki watched the three little dots going back and forth before actually having an answer.
"I'm happy that you think we would make a great couple but that decision isn't only up to me. Although, thank you for not questioning me again about my private life. Have a nice day."
For everybody that could be a formal answer but Katsuki knew the nerd enough to know that, struggling to respond and then saying he was happy and not disgusting was enough hint for him to actually squeal in his bed like a teenage girl. So he decided to try another thing.
"Oi, nerd!" He texted at Deku's real account.
"Yes, Kacchan?"
The answer was immediate and Katsuki smiled in the same instant.
"I'm going to grab food at our restaurant, wanna join?"
"Okay, but I need to go to the bank before, they don't take the card."
"I didn't ask if you had money, you idiot."
"But I can pay for myself, Kacchan."
"I don't care about that!"
"Okay Kacchan, thank you!"
"Tch, I'll pick you up in ten minute." Katsuki hesitated a bit before adding : "It's a date."
By the time he got ready and left his apartment, Katsuki didn't have any reply. It was only when he went on his motorcycle that he felt his phone buzzing. His eyes widened when he saw Izulu's answer.
"You finally decided to ask, boomboomlove! See you in ten, Kacchan."
Katsuki huffed before noticing he had DM real's Deku's account still with his fan account. Katsuki panicked before laughing at his stupidity. Of course the nerd would know his cover, he knew him too well. And that's why Katsuki was madly in love with him.
My sweet @edema--ruh is turning 25 and I want to congratulate you for making to your quarter of a century 😏🤫
You're an amazing person, an amazing writer and an amazing artist! I didn't know what to give you as a gift and I opted for a little drawing of our fav' ship ✨
Deku—Izuku was back after weeks of chasing villains alone, and Katsuki couldn't be more relieved. This weekend was his birthday and his wish was granted. He had apologised to his childhood friend after years of bullying and leaving him alone during a hard time. Izuku had accepted it and their relationship was better.
But what surprised him the most was the feeling in his heart when Izuku and his friends were all around the table with a cake and gifts. Izuku was there, as if he always had been, smiling and singing with the others, those green eyes glittering with happiness. And Katsuki understood that the best gift he could wish for would be to never spend a birthday without Izuku.
He rushed to the greenette’s side and put his hand on Deku's waist to pull him against his chest.
"Kaccha—" Izuku tried to ask but was cut off by Katzuki pressing his lips against his.
Yeah, they will definitely spend all their birthdays together. Forever.
Thanks @cluelesspigeons for beta reading! 🥰 A little birthday fic for our great explosion murder god dynamight ❤️
All I can think about tonight is a bkdk au I want to write where PR is trying really hard to come up with a way to make pro hero Dynamight more likable when they overhear Deku saying something about his cooking and how skilled he is.
Brilliant, a weekly cooking show with Bakugo. That’s sure to warm the public to him! Bakugo is, of course, furious but not in a position where he can refuse so instead he drags Deku down with him. It was Deku’s fault anyways. So if he’s going to cook, Deku is going to eat. And that’s how the general public is treated to the weekly cooking show by the two most popular heroes which, in and of itself would be a great. Except it turns out to be so much more than that.
It starts out small, with Deku sharing little anecdotes from their childhood while Bakugo cooks, revealing small secrets and laughing in the face of the threats that Bakugo throws his way, wielding a spatula like a weapon as he makes the food extra spicy in retaliation.
It’s a PR dream because the public is not only getting to see a new side of Dynamight, they’re getting to know more about him. And having the endorsement of the #1 Hero and Japan’s sweetheart certainly doesn’t hurt.
But it evolves from there. And the public falls in love with them together. With the way Deku hops in to open jars for Bakugo when his hands are wet and he can’t, the way the stories evolve to talk about more personal things, the way Bakugo starts to tell stories about Deku. There’s something about the way they bicker that seems less like bickering and more like flirting and suddenly the whole internet is alight with theories about them secretly dating, looking for evidence that they’re more than friends.
People start tuning in every week because now they’re invested in the relationship more than they are in the cooking. And our heroes, oh, our hopeless heroes who have secretly been crushing on each other for YEARS and assuming it’s unrequited are only falling harder every week. The world is literally watching them fall harder in love in real time, watching them be obtuse about it and learning to cook on the side.
And then the episode comes where Deku surprises everyone and cooks because Bakugo had been out late working the night before and it comes out that Bakugo was the one who had taught him how to cook in the first place and the internet damn near breaks for at least 24 hours.
I’m not sure how they finally get together yet, but they do. Probably with some cheesy food related pick up line and a lot of eye rolling. And the world celebrates it because god they’ve been shipping this so hard for weeks.
And anyways, Bakugo’s whole PR team gets promotions because it ends up being a wild success 😂
The paramedic arrives right on time with her team; they quickly gather the fallen heroes, well... they're just students, but after this battle she truly believes they'll give them all their hero licenses in no time.
Fortunately, most of them are alright and conscious; only a few scratches here and there that can heal at home.
Although there are two of them that weren't that lucky...
"How are my students?" Eraserhead demands, startling the paramedic for a moment.
"Just one of them is unconscious and another badly injured, but they'll both recover soon. We'll be taking them to the hospital now."
The man sighs, trying to appear irritated, but she can tell he's very much glad to hear they all alright.
"Midoriya and Bakugo I bet," he mumbles.
She nods.
"I've been told the blond one is a little bit aggressive towards paramedics... And he's the conscious one so–"
"Listen... Do you want him to behave? Do you want him to be compliant?" Eraserhead doesn't even wait for her answer, he knows all paramedics are praying not to get their hands bitten off by the feral boy. "Just do not, under any circumstances, separate him from Midoriya and he'll behave. Do whatever you have to just keep them together and tell the nurses to put them in the same room when you get to the hospital."
She wants to ask more about that but knows it's not her place.
***
Bakugo does indeed behave, he doesn't even complain when the paramedics start checking on his wounds and patching the more serious ones up before putting him on a stretcher; he's quiet, just staring at the unconscious boy next to him.
"Midoriya will be fine," the paramedic assures him and although Bakugo pretends not to listen, she watches as his shoulders relax a bit.
"I think we'll put Midoriya in the first ambulance and Bakugo on the second–"
The other paramedic doesn't get to finish because the blond has jumped from the stretcher and approached the other one.
"I'll ride with him," he growls, even though he can barely stand.
"But–"
"It's alright," the first paramedic assures the other, remembering Eraserhead's instructions. "We can take them in the same one."
The ride to the hospital is almost peaceful... There was just a bit of a problem when the other paramedic accidentally put a little bit too much pressure on one of Midoriya's wounds and the boy grimaced in pain.
He didn't wake up though.
"IF YOU HURT HIM AGAIN, I'LL BLAST YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!"
She's grateful they arrive at the hospital quickly; she gives the same instructions to the medics and the nurses as she watches out of the corner of her eye Bakugo taking Midoriya's good hand in his.
Because she's curious, she comes back a couple of hours later and asks about those two again; one of the nurses takes her to the room and informs her that the aggressive one has finally fallen asleep.
"You said to keep them in the same room, but it seems that wasn't enough..."
"What do you mean–" the paramedic stops mid sentence as soon as she sees them through the window; Bakugo probably jumped on Midoriya's bed at some point and now he's all wrapped around the green haired boy.
"I told you," Eraserhead mumbles, walking past her to get in the room.
Aizawa telling class A that they have to pretend one them is a villain in their next training exercise and this time it's Midoriya's turn to be the villain and he takes it way too seriously: determined to use every single trick he has up his sleeve in order to win.
So when they finally corner him and he has Bakugo a few inches away from his face, grinning smugly at him while threatening him with blowing up his face if he doesn't surrender immediately, they all stare in shock as Midoriya just... smiles back at him.
Because this is not his usual sunshine, pure smile they all love, this is different; the grin on his face is almost dangerous and seductive. Everyone watches almost mesmerized as Midoriya puts his arms around Bakugo's shoulders and freaking flutters his eyelashes at him.
And poor Bakugo, who's not used to this side of Midoriya at all, just freezes for a couple of seconds, watching as the green haired boy runs one of his fingers down his chest.
"Pro hero..." Midoriya purrs. "Why do we have to fight all the time if you could join me instead? I promise you we'll have so much fun together."
At this point Bakugo is completely red, clearly flustered... Aizawa thinks for a moment he'll finally explode in anger, but the blond just nods like a very obedient puppy.
"Alright, nerd. I-I'll join you."
After the initial shock, Todoroki pushes Bakugo away, takes Midoriya's hands in his and says:
"I'll join you too if you give me a kiss, villain."
When the rest of the class starts seriously considering joining Midoriya as well, Aizawa facepalms himself, mumbles something about not being payed enough to deal with this and ends up the exercise before Bakugo starts fighting Todoroki.
"Alright, everyone go back to your dorms," he sighs before turning to Midoriya. "And you, remind me not to let you play the villain ever again."
Izuku was waiting for his train when his phone rang suddenly. It was his mother. Kacchan sighed beside him.
It was always the same thing when they came home. Izuku's mother would phone him just before taking the train.
"Hey, mom!"
"Izuku!" Inko's voice was high and excited "Are you on the train already?"
"It's always the same train, at 10:55, mom. It's only 10:53."
"Oh right, sorry. So I talked to Mistuki this morning and we thought about having dinner at home tonight. You and Katsuki can talk about your training with all of us."
Izuku hummed just before hearing the horn, indicating the train was there.
"I have to go!"
"Okay, ask Katsuki what he wants to eat so we can go grocery shopping later!" she urged.
Izuku turned his head to see the blonde boarding a wagon. There is no way Izuku could make it on time.
"Ok, bye mom!"
Izuku hung up and tried to walk to the door but once he was in front of Katsuki he knew it wasn't possible.
"I'll take the next one," Izuku said more to himself because Katsuki was on his phone.
The train rang so Izuku stepped back but at the same time he felt a hand grabbing the handle of his backpack. He was pulled back just in time before the door closed.
"You're small enough, nerd," Kacchan mumbled, putting his phone in his pocket.
Since the train was crowded there was no room for Izuku to move. Kacchan's body was too close to his and Izuku could feel the buzzing of Kacchan's phone in his pocket on his inner thigh.
Izuku looked up and saw Katsuki's face. He was blushing red. Standing so close to other each other and other people in the beginning of spring made them sweat.
The train stopped abruptly and Katsuki got pushed against Izuku.
"Ouch!" Izuku said, as he was crushed between Katsuki and the door.
"Fucking extras…" Katsuki mumbled before putting one arm on top of Izuku's head to have more room. "We're heroes. They could leave us some space. "
"Former heroes," Izuku corrected. "And I could have taken the next train."
"We have always taken the train together and you're thinner than me. It's not a problem."
"You haven’t left me alone since—"
Katsuki's phone buzzed once more, cutting Izuku off. The greenette moved, uncomfortable. The vibrations were starting to turn him on and he could feel Katsuki looking at him from above.
"Uhm.. someone is texting you, Kacchan."
"It's not like I can text back," Katsuki breathed in his ear.
The buzzing was more intense and suddenly Izuku let out a small moan. He was so used to using a vibrating dildo on his dick that the feeling was overwhelming. Not to add Katsuki's musk and warm body against him.
"Deku?" whispered Katsuki in shock. "What was that?"
Izuku muffled his mouth on the blonde’s flannel shirt, his dick asking for attention. Izuku couldn't dare look at his childhood friend but pulled himself closer to the buzzing phone.
Katsuki surprised Izuku when he pushed him slowly against the door, one hand touching his erected dick through the fabric of Izuku's trouser.
"Kacch—"
Izuku didn't push him away. He was in need of attention. He had wanked so much to the thought of having this kind of moment with Kacchan. But never, never in his mind, he would have thought it would be in a public place. Not even on a train!
"Look at you, Deku," Katsuki breathed in his ear, giving him the friction he wanted with his hand. "You're so hot."
Izuku moaned again when Katsuki's body leaned more against him. Katsuki kissed him on his neck and Izuku put his hand on Katsuki's waist, steadying both of them, making them look like they were just waiting for the train to start driving again.
"Be good, nerd. I've got you," Katsuki whispered while palming the length through the fabric.
Izuku only nodded and gave Kacchan some space to work on him. Gosh, he craved Katsuki's hand so much it was almost humiliating. When a jolt of pleasure came, Izuku bit down on the fabric of Katsuki’s shirt.
"Good boy." Katsuki praised the effort Izuku was making to stay quiet. "You're doing great."
The train started again and the people moved a little against them. Izuku clinged more onto Katsuki. He was shocked to feel the hard dick against his hips, twitching for attention too.
Katsuki was turned on.
Izuku didn't lose time and gave some friction to both of them with a little movement of his hips against the hand and Kacchan's erection.
"Damn nerd…" Kacchan moaned against his neck.
"Kacchan!"
Izuku started trembling. It was too much. He wanted to cum. He needed to cum. His dick was too tight in his pants and the hand gripping him was so pleasurable. Katsuki must have sensed it because he moved faster and steadied him so no one could see them doing their stuff.
"Soon?" Katsuki breathed. Izuku only nodded, not trusting his voice. "Good."
Izuku wanted to bite Katsuki's shirt again to muffle his last moan but Kacchan grabbed his chin at the last moment, crashing his lips to swallow the sound of pleasure. Izuku came instantly, trembling on his weak legs while the blond was deepening the kiss, their tongues playing softly.
Suddenly, the train stopped and the door behind Izuku opened. The greenette almost fell outside but Katsuki kept him in place, still kissing him.
Everybody could see them, some made a sound of disgust. It wasn't ethical to kiss in public but Izuku didn't care. All he wanted was Katsuki, right here, right now.
The first morning after they defeat AFO, Izuku wakes up feeling a heavy weigh on his chest; he notices the spiky blond hair and the feeling of arms possessively wrapped around his waist.
"Kacchan?"
When Katsuki turns his head up to look at him and Izuku notices the boy's been crying, he decides just to let things happen.
"The first time you left me and the other I looked away for one second and they took you away from me..."
"It was just temporary, we saw each other a few hours after that, it wasn't–"
"If you think I'll let that happen again, you're completely mistaken," Katsuki growls as his grip becomes even tighter. "You'll have to deal with this from now on..."
Izuku nods, smiling down at him as he starts running his fingers through his hair.
It doesn't end there. Perhaps the most surprising thing about it is that their classmates don't find it weird: they see Katsuki next to Izuku, one hand on his shoulder or waist at all times and they don't even question it.
Eventually Izuku offers his hand for him to hold and Katsuki doesn't hesitate to take it. Izuku believes this thing is going to pass, that Katsuki will suddenly stop being attached to him, but he doesn't know the explosive boy is already planning their future together: a nice apartment for the two of them, the name of their hero agency...
Because he realized one thing after being separated from Izuku for so long: he hates not to have him with him at all times so he's determined not to let him out of his sight ever again.
Izuku is sitting on the dorm's couch, dozing off when Kacchan flops next to him. He jumps in surprise before giving his friend a smile. They are still battered and carrying several bandages from the fight, but they're alive and here.
They won, and they did it together.
"Hey," he mumbles, happy to see him.
"Tch, you're such a nerd, you know?" Kacchan says, rolling his eyes.
"You keep telling me," Izuku rests his head on the back of the couch, studying his profile. "Is there a particular reason right now?"
"I talked to Round Face," he says, crossing his arms and avoiding his gaze.
Izuku frowns; he hasn't had much time to talk to anyone, and the last time he saw Uraraka it was while they were getting medical attention.
"Okay?" He says. "Did she tell you I was a nerd then?" Izuku teases him, and Katsuki snorts.
"She might as well have," he replies, and finally turns to look at Izuku. "Crepes and hand holding, really?"
Izuku feels his face heat up. He hadn't had the chance to think about his answer to Toga's question.
"What?! It's not like I have a lot of experience!" He defends himself, and Kacchan starts laughing. "It's a perfectly acceptable answer under the circumstances!" In a fit of bravery, Izuku shoves his shoulder. "What would you have said, huh? Fighting?"
Surprisingly, his friend answers.
"I like hiking," Kacchan says, voice calm, even if his expression is a little nervous.
"I would like that," Izuku grins before Kacchan's blush clues him on what he just said. "I wasn't- I didn't mean it like- Kacc-" A hand covering his mouth stops the rambling.
"I don't like sweet shit," Kacchan blurts out and Izuku understands.
He doesn't need Kacchan to shout what he means, he can read him just fine. They might have struggled in the past, but they're getting better at understanding the other.
His heart is hammering inside his chest and he feels like he's floating, which is concerning, because he can actually float, but he still brings his hand up, removing the palm covering his mouth and interlocking their fingers.
Kacchan watches their joined hands, eyes wide, but he holds onto him.
"Savory crepes," Izuku says and Kacchan glances at him.
"Hah?"
"The crepes don't have to be sweet," Izuku mutters, playing with his fingers. "If you're interested, of course."
Kacchan smiles, pleased and so unlike his victory smirk, that Izuku crosses the small distance between them and rests his forehead on his shoulder, shying away from the sight before he does something stupid, like kiss him.
"You might not be such a shitty nerd after all, Deku."
"Is that so?"
"Well, you can't be, since you just got yourself a date."
Kacchan squeezes his hand and he beams. Yeah, Izuku knows a thing or two about romance.
Deku : Yes, I'm in the coffee shop, above the fountain's floor, you?
Baku : The fashion clothes shop, below the fontain's floor.
Fucking villain, what is this monster, a creation from the devil himself?
Deku : I don't know but it kind of reacts with the noise, that why I'm texting you and not calling
Baku : I figured. What's the plan?
Deku : We need to save those civilians and capture that villain.
Since he reacts to the noise, we need to distract the villain and lead it somewhere else, where there aren't any people.
So outside isn't an option
Maybe underground?
The parking lot can be a good place
Baku : You put those civilians in a safe place, I'm taking care of that fucking cyborg.
Deku : Kacchan, if you're making noise, it's over! He will find you and
Kacchan?
What are you doing?
Fucking hot head, you're lucky I love you!
I'm done with the civilians, but where are you?
Kacchan?
I'm going on the parking lot
Kacchan???
That's not funny, answer me!
Baku : fucking nerd, you distracted him, I was almost on him!
Why did you do this?
Deku : I panicked, and I saw the cyborg walking alone
I thought you were dead!
Baku : I'm not you morron! I was doing my job!
Deku : Sorry, Kacchan.
What is the plan now?
Baku : where are you?
Deku : Behind the red car
Baku : Beside the pilone?
Deku : Yes
Baku : ok, then I'm making noise
The cyborg will come to my direction
You trap him with black whip
Then I blast him, easy, no damage.
Deku : ok
I'm ready when you are.
Thursday, 06/23 11:07
Baku : Sorry for the blast, I didn't think it would resonate like this. You okay?
Deku : I'm okay, Kacchan, the doctor said we will hear again soon.
Baku : Stop smiling like that, I can't stand hurting you.
Deku : But we won
We always won together
I love you ❤️
This was my sample for an application for a zine. Unfortunately, I'm not into it, so I decided to post this one here anyway because I'm proud of this work! Love you ❤️
When you live in the same dorms with everyone you learn quickly who is making noises. Katsuki knew exactly where Izuku was at every moment. It was easy because he had a loud walk and he was often mumbling to himself while going from one place to the other.
So it was natural that when Katsuki was in the bathroom he loved to tease the nerd every time by opening the door at the same time Izuku wanted to enter the stall.
"Waaa—chan!" Izuku shouted in surprise. "Stop teasing me like that!"
"Damn nerd!" Katsuki hissed but he was beaming in his mind. "Don't stay in the doorway!"
He pushed Izuku against his shoulder and the greenette looked down, apologizing. Katsuki did the same almost each time he knew Izuku was going somewhere. At school, at the cafeteria, at the bathrooms, even when he was in Todoroki's dorm room.
"Kacchan!" Izuku groaned this time after being pushed out the doorway.
"Watch where you’re going, Deku," Katsuki said with a smirk.
But this time Katsuki was pushed against the wall across Deku's room. Katsuki screamed in surprise, his fist ready to punch but the fierce look in Deku's eyes was stunning.
"Stop messing around with me!" Izuku growled.
"Don't think too highly of yourself, nerd," Katsuki bit back. "You're just in my way."
"You're only doing this to me. It’s like you're only stalking me!" The green eyes showed some anger, things that Katsuki thought were hot.
"That is not—"
"It's been months, Kacchan!" Izuku came closer. They were almost nose to nose. "Do you still have a problem with me? Are you punishing me about my escape last year?"
"Don't you like the attention I'm giving you?" Katsuki tried to argue back. This proximity was overwhelming, in a good way.
"What?" Izuku seemed taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"You cried for my attention for years. Now that I'm giving it to you, acknowledging you every time you're close to me, you don't like it?"
"That's your way of giving me attention?" Izuku asked doubtfully.
Katsuki shrugged. In a way it was true. He liked seeing Izuku jump in surprise or even blush. He liked seeing his rival not being used to Katsuki touching his arms as he surprised him behind the door.
"I like messing around with you," Katsuki said while Izuku was searching for something in his eyes.
Izuku finally released his grip on Katsuki's shoulder. They pulled apart then, and he walked away.
From that moment, Katsuki couldn't surprise Izuku anymore but it was the other way around. Izuku was always on his back, always behind the door. Even when Katsuki tried to scare Deku, the green haired teen took him back with a confidence that Katsuki had never seen before.
Izuku touched him more often and if he jumped, he didn't jump back but jumped in Katsuki's arms. It wasn't natural. As if…
Izuku was messing with him!
Katsuki smirked. It was exactly the answer he wanted. Befriending his rival was onething, but flirting openly was another thing. Until, after a year of messing around, Katsuki learnt another thing.
He couldn't leave Izuku. He wanted more.
So it was natural that Katsuki burst out of his room in the middle of the night and waited in the hallway. He waited for Deku to finally move into his room. It was the morning. Katsuki was tired but he wanted to do it one more time.
He heard the loud steps, going from the bed to the wardrobe. Then towards the desk and finally, coming to the door. Katsuki was ready for the moment Izuku turned the knob. The blonde stepped forward, pinning the greenette on the doorway.
"Kacchan!" Izuku whisper-screamed, almost not surprised.
"Quit messing around, nerd," Katsuki whispered back, putting his hand on Izuku’s left cheek.
"Tired of me already?" Izuku smirked, his nose brushing Katsuki's.
"Tired of not doing this already…" Katsuki growled but smiled at the same time.
His lips brushed Izuku's slightly. It was one thing befriending his rival. But it was another thing loving him.
Eijiro narrows his eyes down at his phone, for some reason it refuses to take a photo of the cute cat they see in the shopping mall. Midoriya and Uraraka are playing with the cat, laughing as it purrs at them whenever they scratch its soft belly.
When he notices that Ashido, Todoroki and even Bakugo are taking pictures of it (although the blond is trying his best to be subtle about it, probably doesn't want anyone to find out he has a soft spot for kittens) Eijiro decides to ask any of them later to send him some.
He doesn't think about it again until he takes a selfie with Ashido in the common room and realizes that for some reason his phone is working again. Everyone is exhausted after training session; Midoriya just collapsed and fell asleep on the couch and he's taking so much space some of them have to sit on the floor.
Honestly, Eijiro doesn't mind and knows the others don't mind as well, but it's very confusing to see Bakugo sitting quietly next to him; he hasn't tried to kick Midoriya out of the couch nor complained about being one of the unlucky people who has to sit on the floor instead.
Perhaps he's too exhausted to be angry, or he's just trying to be nice to Midoriya after the apology. Whatever the reason, Eijiro is glad to see his friend being kind to someone for once.
"Hey, Bakubro, hand me your phone! I want to send myself the cat photos from yesterday," he has used Bakugo's phone a couple of times (although never to send himself a picture) so he doesn't think too much before taking it; he even grins when he realizes it's already unlocked with the photo library open.
"HA? What cat photos?"
His friend must be really tired indeed because he doesn't realize what Eijiro is doing until it's too late.
"OI, SHITTY HAIR! GIVE IT BACK!" However, he doesn't actually take the phone because a couple of their classmates look at him.
"Shh! You'll wake up Deku-kun!" Uraraka scolds him, prompting Todoroki to glare at him as well.
"Tch!" Bakugo tries to make it look like he doesn't care, but Eijiro can see he's panicking already.
However it's too late now; Eijiro has seen the photos already, not all of them but enough to have an idea why Bakugo is so desperate to have his phone back.
"Here," he hands it to him and watches as his friend presses it close to his chest, like he's trying to shield it from everyone.
He's blushing.
"What did you see?"
Everything.
He saw a photo of Midoriya asleep on the couch (he honestly has no idea how Bakugo managed to take that one without anyone noticing) a couple of him during training session and others of him at the mall, looking and playing with the cat from yesterday but it's obvious that Bakugo didn't give a damn about the cat.
They're excellent photos. They capture his wide smiles and bright green eyes; in every single one he looks excited and beautiful and Eijiro quickly realizes that's exactly how Bakugo sees him all the time.
"I think it's really manly, Bakubro," he grins encouragingly instead of answering his question.
"Shut up!" Bakugo whispers furiously, trying not to draw everyone's attention again. His face is completely red now.
"You should tell him."
"No!"
Eijiro sighs; he knows already that becoming Bakugo's wingman is going to be a real pain in the ass, but he's his friend and he has to help him otherwise he'll probably die alone.
"How many?" He suddenly asks, curious. Bakugo doesn't answer but the blush quickly spreads down his neck right after the question. He looks embarrassed.
"That many, huh?" Eijiro mumbles, trying so hard not to chuckle, but it's honestly nice that his friend can actually be that soft under his explosive personality.
Bakugo doesn't say anything to that. Instead he glances in Midoriya's direction; the boy looks so soft that Eijiro is sure his friend's fingers are itching to take another photo.
"Do you have a favorite?"
For a moment, he thinks Bakugo is going to growl at him or flip him off, but the blond takes his phone and starts scrolling down his library.
Looking like he already regrets it, he hands the phone to Eijiro.
Midoriya is looking right at the camera lens this time; his eyes are open in surprise and soft confusion, but he's not frowning, just looking adorably curious. He's outside, the sun was probably getting down at the moment because the tips of his hair are shining with a gentle yellow/orange glow.
It looks so good, for a moment Eijiro feels as if those green eyes are staring back at him and blushes before giving the phone back to his friend.
"How did you manage to take that one?"
A soft, fond smile quirks Bakugo's lips up for a second as he glances down at the screen before locking his phone again.
"I made him believe I was taking a picture of something behind him," he whispers. A guilty, sad expression appears on his face before he adds: "After I took it I told him to get out of the way because he was blocking the view."
Eijiro sighs... again.
"That's not manly, Bakubro."
"I know... I just... I don't want him to find out."
"Why not?"
"Because he'll turn me down," Bakugo says, looking down at the floor so Eijiro doesn't see the pain in his eyes.
"You don't know that!"
Before he can say anything, Midoriya moves on the couch, blinks his eyes open and manages to sit. He's rubbing his left eye as he yawns again. His hair is a mess over his head; he honestly looks adorable.
Next to him, Eijiro notices Bakugo's hands on his phone, but he stops himself before doing anything, probably realizing there are too many people around.
"Hey, Midoriya!" Eijiro grins, taking a picture of the boy.
"Let me see it!" Ashido pleads at the same time Uraraka leans closer to him.
"Kirishima!" The green haired boy pouts. "Why?"
"I promise I'll delete it," Eijiro assures him to everyone's disappointment and he does that, right after sending it to Bakugo.
"Thank you," Midoriya mumbles with relief and Eijiro does feel a little bit guilty because of it, but Bakugo's pleased grin as he looks at his phone is worth it.
He still doesn't have a plan to get those two together (Bakugo certainly doesn't make it any easier) but he's sure he'll come up with something.
***
Bonus Tddk:
Still determined to get those cat photos, Eijiro decides to ask Todoroki the next day.
"Do you remember the cat from the mall?"
"The one Midoriya was playing with?"
"Yes, I saw you taking pictures of it! Can you send me at least one?"
Without changing his expression one bit, Todoroki shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, Kirishima. I only took photos of Midoriya because I thought he looked cute that day."
Katsuki was used to watching Deku leave the dorms every Saturday at the same time, coming back hours later also at the same time for three years. He assumed he went home to see his mom.
But one week, Katsuki decided to follow him. It had been a long time since he had seen his parents. Katsuki then put on his camel coat and walked at a good distance behind the nerd.
After years of being in front of the greenette, it was weird being behind him. Katsuki wouldn’t admit that Deku had become fucking hot. Those black jeans were making this ass really nice. Not that he would admit it outloud.
Katsuki was too much into his thoughts that he almost didn't notice that Izuku turned to the left instead of the right, toward the train station.
"Where are you going, nerd?" Katsuki growled, irritated that he was wrong all along.
After all those years, Katsuki had never thought the nerd would keep a secret from him. Even for One for All Deku didn't keep it a secret very long! That only made Katsuki grind his teeth.
It was with anger and curiosity that Katsuki followed the little yellow backpack moving from street to street. Until they reached the hospital.
Suddenly Katsuki panicked. Deku wasn't injured and even if he was, there was an infirmary at school. But with time, he had learnt to stop having big injuries.
After 3 years it was about time! So why? Was Inko sick? He should have had a call from his mother about it. They were best friends after all.
It was with more curiosity that Katsuki walked toward the entrance and was surprise to see that Deku was being greeted by all the women from the reception with a lovely face. It was sick to see that.
Izuku smiled back then took the stairs.
Katsuki smirked. Since he had told Deku once he was a lazy ass for taking the elevator, he had seen Deku taking the stairs only because 'you're right, Kacchan. I should train my legs more! Thank you for your advice!'
It wasn't an advice. It was an insult. But Deku was Deku. Always seeing the good in Katsuki's attacks.
So he climbed the stairs slowly until Deku reached the door on the 4th floor. When Katsuki stepped out, he saw many walls painted in different colours and childish drawings everywhere.
Pediatrics.
The noise was unnerving, children crying everywhere, nurses running from room to room. Katsuki had never liked children. He couldn't understand them. And they usually didn't like him either.
Izuku on the other hand was perfect for them, always smiling and listening to them. Even when they were angry at him.
He spotted the green curly head stepping inside a room on his left. He decided to keep investigating until he was face to face with a bunch of children behind a large window.
They were all sitting in a circle, Deku on one of those tiny red chairs. He was doing movements with his hands and the children did the same.
A nurse pushed Katsuki away from the door when she opened it to go out and Katsuki's eyes widened at the realisation.
There was no sound in the room.
It was silent. Only the fabric of the clothes when the children were moving made some noises.
Izuku was talking to them in sign language.
Without anyone noticing, Katsuki entered the room and put his back against the wall. Some children noticed him but Deku didn't make the effort to acknowledge him.
Katsuki didn't mind. Well, that was a lie. He did mind it. But seeing Deku talking with only his hands was fascinating. The children replied without noise. Katsuki felt pleased.
A little girl gripped his jacket and pulled it to catch his attention. He looked down at her and she signed slowly, as if she was talking to someone who couldn’t sign. How wrong she was.
He smiled fondly when he signed back and the girl's eyes glittered with joy and she signed quickier.
They talked like that for a little while before Katsuki heard someone clear their throat. Katsuki turned his head at the noise and found Deku with the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.
"It's time to go. They need to rest," Deku said with a soft voice.
"Okay," Katsuki replied then let the little girl hug him before she left with the nurse.
Katsuki watched Izu—Deku clean the room. He tried to help but, for the first time, Deku pushed him away.
"Hey!" Katsuki groaned, "What was that for?"
"Kacchan," Izuku sighed but his eyes were full of something.
"Why are you here?" Katsuki cut off. "Since when can you sign?"
"Because it's what heroes are for. Helping people."
Katauki grabbed Izuku's hand when he passed by with his arms full of blankets.
"Since when?"
"Since you have your quirk, Kacchan."
"My quirk? But you never—"
"That's because I hoped I would be wrong."
"About what?"
They looked at each other, no sound except their breath.
"About you. About your future."
"My future?"
"That's nothing, Kacchan. I'm doing this for the children now. They need a Hero and who’s better than us, former Heroes?"
"I'm the one who judges if it's nothing, Deku. You're talking about me! Spit it out, nerd!"
"I was afraid you would become deaf one day because of your quirk! And I wanted to be able to stay your friend even if you couldn't hear me anymore…"
Karsuki's heart melted and so he turned his hand into a fist. Izuku would never let him go. Always being there for him. Always believing in him. Always taking care of his well being.
After all this time, Izuku had always wished to be next to him. Kacchan had always felt safe with him, even while being mean to him for years.
His body moved without his consent but Katsuki didn't mind when his lips crashed onto Izuku's.
The greenette gasped in surprise. Well, he would have if Katsuki hadn't pushed his tongue in his mouth. Katsuki smiled when Izuku fought and kissed back.
They kissed for a moment and when Katsuki pulled back he saw that Izuku's mouth was a mess. His lips were red and swollen and it was the most exciting thing Katsuki had seen. He wanted to bite them.
"Ka—Kacchan!" Izuku moaned when Katsuki pulled him closer, breathing against those red lips.
Katsuki used to play the drums and the piano since he was a kid. But there wasn't as much time now since he was in university. So when he did have time, he tapped his finger to some melody here and there. Until the random melody wasn’t as random anymore so he decided to put it in a notebook.
After a month he had a bunch of songs. The blond never talked about his hobby to his friends. He was in a sports university after all. He was the leader of the football team so being a musician wouldn’t be a wise thing to share. He had a reputation to keep up.
After a training, one day,he suddenly heard one of his songs—a piano one—being played in one of the music classes.
"What the fuck?" he growled. He took his sports bag and only noticed that his notebook was missing.
"What's up, bro?" asked Kirishima, watching him being a tornado from the benches.
"It's gone!" Katsuki shouted.
"What is gone?" Denki asked but Katsuki ignored him and ran away.
If a fucking extra took his notebook, there was no way they would take his songs. Those were his songs.
When he arrived below a window, he heard not only his song but also some lyrics. Good lyrics. And that voice!
Katsuki moved without thinking and jumped. If the person—probably a guy judging by the voice, had his notebook and had decided to put lyrics on a song, then it wasn't by accident. His hands grabbed the windowsill and he climbed. His eyes landed on green hair and the back of a guy with a flannel shirt. Katsuki stayed still on the window frame.
His song was played perfectly. The lyrics fitted perfectly. And the voice was perfect for it, too.
"Perfect…" Katsuki whispered.
Suddenly the piano stopped and the man shivered. He slowly turned around, big green eyes landed on his own. The guy had freckles all around his cute face.
"Wh—what are you doing here?" the greenette asked nervously.
"You're playing my song. You stole my notebook!" Katsuki growled but smirked intensely.
"Oh my—"
"Who are you, nerd?" Katsuki said, jumping out from the window. He was taller than the other man.
"Iukzu. Izuku Midoriya." He gulped. Katsuki could easily crush him. He was so small.
"Do you know who I am, Deku?"
"Kacchan, I mean, Kat—"
"What did you call me?"
"Kacchan." He was now looking down, Katsuki wanted to grab his chin to force him to show him those beautiful eyes.
"You think putting lyrics on my songs gives you the right to be familiar with me?" Katsuki growled.
"Sorry, it's just… The music was good and I thought I could add a little of myself to it." He gave the notebook back, stepping back from Katsuki's gaze. "I didn't mean to upset you. I didn't even know you were a musician either."
"I'm not." Katsuki snapped, taking his notes quickly.
"You should be. These are amazing."
Deku smiled. It was like an angel had fallen from heaven. The golden hour didn't help Katsuki. He couldn't stop staring at the nerd in front of him. But the student was ready to leave. Without thinking, Katsuki grabbed Deku's hand.
"Kacchan?" Deku asked, surprised. "I won't talk if that's what you want."
"What?" Katsuki said, taken aback.
"I won't tell others that you're also a musician. You're amazing on the field, I understand."
"You do?"
"Yeah. I know you," he said while pulling his hand away. "I'll see you at the next match."
Katsuki looked at the nerd, taking his school bag and leaving the classroom. He was the first person who knew about his secret, the first one who successfully put lyrics on one of his songs which weren't lame.
That’s not an option!
Katsuki ran out the room and shouted,"Oi! Deku!"
The nerd turned around.
"Come back here tomorrow, after my training. I'll have another song I want to work with you on!"
The smile on Izuku’s face was the best thing Katsuki had ever seen. He didn't know why but he wanted to see more of it.
The first time Katsuki entered the café, it was before going to campus. The coffee shop was at the corner of the street, just on the right of the faculty and was well known by the students. How to survive college without caffeine? So when he decided to give it a shot, he saw a cute guy with a big smile like he had never seen before. The line wasn't huge and the girls in front of him were giggling when the guy asked their name and winked.
"Fucking lover," Katsuki huffed.
He focused instead on the black board on top of the counter, but the green hair was always in the corner of his eyes. It looked soft. Katsuki wondered what it would be like if he touched it.
"Next!" the guy shouted and Katsuki was back to reality.
"Black with two sugars. A big cup, please." Katsuki said nonchalantly.
"Name?" The guy, whose name was Izuku, according to the name tag on his shirt, said with a flirtatious smile.
"Katsuki." he growled, annoyed.
"Okay," Izuku took the largest cup and quickly wrote something. "Okay Kacchan, you can wait here."
"I'm not—"
But he didn't have time to protest becauseIzuku was already walking to the coffee machine. He came back a minute later, handing the cup.
"Have a good day, Kacchan!" Izuku said with a smile.
"Whatever!"
_____
The second time he went to the coffee shop was after his last class, in the middle of the afternoon. Denki had decided to study for their next exam at the coffee shop. Having a cup of coffee right next to him made him think better. Not that it was really helping because other than his degree he was as dumb as a child in Katsuki’s opinion.
Eijirou and Mina followed and pushed Katsuki to study with them. Definitely not because he was top of the year. Not at all.
When they entered, Katsuki spotted the green hair almost immediately. He was cleaning the counter while laughing with his colleague, a brown-haired girl.
"Hello!" Denki said loud enough so both of them would see them heading to a table next to the window.
"Izuku is here today. We're lucky!" asked Eijirou, not breaking eye contact.
"Calm down, shitty hair. He's just an extra." Katsuki sighed at the same time Izuku walked toward them.
"Well, I would love to be his extra!" Eijiro said with a wink.
Izuku smiled at them and took their order. This time he didn't ask for their name. Maybe it was only for the to-go cups. But when he came back with the cups of coffee and tea he knew all of them by name.
"Your tea, Mina. Denki, your latte. Kiri, here’s your black coffee and Kacchan, your caramel mocha."
"Thanks bro! You're the best!" Eijiro said, bumping a fist with him.
"Kacchan?" asked Denki.
"Kiri?" Katsuki asked back.
Izuku giggled but didn't comment and left the table, ready to serve another one. Mina looked at Katsuki with a knowing look, sipping her tea. Katsuki tried to ignore her but Denki didn't drop it.
"Why is he calling you Kacchan?"
"Dunno, because he's stupid? He called me that for the first time weeks ago."
"Damn, and he didn't forget you? You must be special!" Ejirou exclaimed.
"Huh?"
"He didn't recall my name for weeks and I came here almost twice or even thrice a week," Eijiro said. "It was only when I said my full name that something clicked and he calls me Kiri now."
Kastuki huffed and focused on his studies. There was no way that the cute guy had a click on him.
"Stupid Deku," he whispered while writing his notes.
_____
The third time, Katsuki was alone again. He sat at a single table after school, though he didn't know why he was there. He was only staring at the cute guy behind the counter. He spent almost an hour without being acknowledged.
Anger started flowing through his heart so Katsuki did the only thing he was known for. Being angry.
"Oi! Deku!" he shouted, scaring almost all the customers. "Come here, you damn nerd!"
Izuku patiently served the guy in front of him before coming toward Katsuki’s table.
"Yes,Kacchan?" he asked with a small smile.
"Quit the flirting. Why are you ignoring me?"
"Because you're creepily staring at me."
"Tch. Kirishima kept talking about you and how amazing you are."
"He did? He's a cool guy!"
"He said that you shouldn't be here but that you should be at school with us instead. He said you're quite intelligent. So if that's so, why are you working here?"
"My mom owns the coffee shop,”Izuku said. “she asked me to help her. We didn’t have enough money for me to go to college."
Katsuki lifted an eyebrow, not really sure about what to do with this information.
"Do you need something? I have others customers, Kacchan "
"Surprise me, Deku."
"Why that nickname? It's mean."
"It's mean to not remember the name of your customers. You're stupid. You're Deku."
Izuku frowned but left with a smirk anyway. Katsuki snorted. Izuku should be stupid to let him win like that.
It was a girl who served his coffee, though he saw something written on his napkin.
"I think it's cuter to call you Kacchan, Kacchan. You're cute."
Then a line of numbers. Katsuki’s head snapped toward the counter and he saw Izuku staring at him then blowing a kiss.
He didn't know why but that made his heart flutter with desire. No one had ever dared to reply to him like this. No one had ever dared to flirt this intensely with him.
_____
The fourth time, Katsuki was with his friends again. He had texted Izuku several times since the last time he had seen him, and the chemistry was definitely there. But they hadn't seen each other for a month because of exams.
The group of friends was now heading to the coffee shop to celebrate. When they entered, he was hugged almost immediately by Deku.
"Congratulations! You finished your exams, Kacchan!"
"Oi! Calm down, nerd!" He laughed, green hair tickling his nose.
"Watch out, Midobro. He will beat you!" Eijiro said nervously.
"Yeah, Izu, no one has ever touched him like that. He doesn’t let anyone around him!" Mina exclaimed, also afraid.
"Oi! I'm not a brute!" Katsuki shouted.
Izuku giggled and pulled away. "Don't worry guys, he's like a Pomeranian. Loud barks but he just asks to be petted."
Katsuki's eyes widened while the others broke into laughter.
"What did you say, Deku?" he growled.
"I said you’re cute’!"
"Izuku!" One of the other waitresses called behind the counter. "I need your help!"
"I’ll be there in a minute, Uraraka!" he shouted back before turning to Katsuki. "I’ll see you later?"
"When do you—"
"At 7:30. And I don't like fancy places."
"I'll pick you up here."
Katsuki head toward the other at the second Izuku left.
"No comment. Not your business."
His friends didn't talk about it but he saw them texting each other after that. Of course it was his first date that interested them more than their exams. But Katsuki couldn't blame them.
Since the first semester of their third year, Izuku has developed a new habit. Everyday, after doing his homework, around 7 o'clock, he went down from his dorm and sat on the chair in the kitchen, focused on his quirk notebook. At the same time, Katsuki left his friends from the living room and started cooking.
Both of them didn’t talk until the meal was halfway ready and Katsuki took a spoon and turned around.
"Nerd, I need your tongue," he said, ignoring the glances from the other students.
"What is it tonight, Kacchan?" Izuku asked before taking a good mouthful of the meat with sauce.
"Curry with chicken," Katsuki simply answered before going back to his meal.
"It's delicious," Izuku complimented without looking at the blond.
Izuku tried hard to not listen to their friends on the couches saying that they looked like an 'old couple' but internally, Izuku's heart fluttered and he glanced at Kacchan. He wanted so much to be a couple.
"Oi! Deku!" Katquki shouted, waving his spoon in front of Izuku's green eyes. "Stop dreaming."
"Sorry, Kacchan!" Izulu said apologetically. "What were you saying?"
"Stop listening to the others' shitty rumors." Katsuki huffed.
"How did you—"
"I'm not deaf yet," he said, sending death glares to the students who turned around, anxious. "And to be an 'old couple' we have to be old first!"
"But, Kacchan?" Izuku asked, not understanding. "We're not a couple!"
"Really?" Katsuki looked at Izuku, leaning his body on the table. "Then let's change that."
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