Chapter 9
He tried going by Deku’s apartment but he wasn’t there. He looked everywhere for him hoping to talk to him and convince him to at least hear him out.
He had always wanted Deku as his soulmate. He always loved him … he was young and dumb before. He was so terrified of losing Deku as a kid that he tried to protect him in the most fucked up way possible. The things he said and did were the kinds that you can’t take back. He blamed himself for Deku’s nervous demeanor. As a child he wasn’t nervous, he’d always been an excited over talker but at some point… Deku had become a nervous over talker and it was his fault. A result of years of bullying.
He had wished a million times that he could go back in time and just tell Deku “ I don’t want you to die trying to be a hero because I love you. I want you to live.” He would go back and tell his younger self that bullying wasn’t the way. Unfortunately for him, this wasn’t a reincarnation story.
He was about to go to Deku’s mom’s house to look for him but he got a text.
Icyhot: he’s here
:: @ your place?
Icyhot: yes.
:: I’m coming
Icyhot: no. I told him I’d tell you to stop you from thinking he got kidnapped again but he’s not ready to see you yet. If you come, I’m not letting you in.
:: Take care of him yea?
Icyhot: I will
He was upset about it but if Deku wasn’t ready yet he couldn’t force him. Even if he wanted to. Todoroki had tried to convince him to tell Deku he liked him. Uraraka had tried to convince him to tell Deku about the soulmate. He didn’t listen to either one because he wasn’t ready to do it yet. He’d be a hypocrite if he tried to force Deku right now. With that in mind, he went back to his apartment. All he could do now was wait.
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He’d looked at the picture on his phone at least ten times. Both Deku and Todoroki had put in sick days at work, immediately Bakugo called to see if they had actually gotten sick somehow. That bastard declined his call immediately but he followed it up with something better.
Icy hot: image
Icy hot: he’s asleep
Instead of replying, he just hearted the image. It showed Todoroki laying straight on top of a dark blue blanket. Deku was under the covers, green head peeking out. His arms were wrapped around one of Todoroki’s arms. He couldn’t even be upset at the image. Deku looked so peaceful laying there asleep and Todoroki was obviously not under the covers cuddling with him or anything. Strangely he wasn’t sure if he’d mind if he was.
His thoughts were interrupted by extras surrounding his desk.
“Awww, is that Midoya and Todoroki?” Ashido asked, peeking over his shoulder at his phone. He locked it instantly.
“I can't believe you didn’t tell me Midoriya was your soulmate! I thought we were bros!” Kirishima said looking genuinely hurt.
“Yeah me too.” Kaminari chimed in which resulted in those two arguing about which one Bakugo was closer to.
“It makes sense,” Asui chimed in “Bakugo was always
different with Midoriya.”
“It is not good to gossip! Everybody get back to work. Leave Bakugo alone. I cannot believe you did not tell Midoriya but again it is not my business!” Iida attempted to get everyone under control.
“I’m wondering though… do you like Midoriya? Because didn’t you like used to bully him or something?” Kaminari said what he’d been waiting for someone to say. Despite him asking a very valid question Jiro hit him.
He didn’t really owe them an explanation but he was also the reason why Deku was not at work right now. He’s also roped Uraraka and Yaoyorozu into things too. Surprisingly those two were in the back not saying anything.
“Yes I bullied him and yes I like him. I’m definitely not sorry for not telling you all but… Yaoyorozu, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you what I wanted the patches for.” he said then after some thought he added, “oh yeah, and Kirishima over Kaminari, no brainer.”
Everything descended into chaos again as Kaminari tried to accuse Kirishima of stealing Bakugo away. He tried to zap him but Uraraka made him float. Iida was yelling about them needing to work. During all this Yaoyorozu ended up giving him a quick hug. She didn’t say whether she was upset or not but, she seemed like she understood at least.
He looked back up and Kaminari was threatening to tickle Kirishima’s feet if he didn’t say that he’d stop being Bakugo’s friend so that he could be number one. They really were some idiots. It was too early in the morning for all of this. He got up to go make himself a coffee or two to deal with this.
“Wait! I have a confession to make as well while everybody’s here.” Kirishima’s words made everyone else stop.
Ah, so he was going to reveal his soulmate too? Good for him. However, Bakugo already knew the confession and caffeine came first so he didn’t stop making his coffee.
“Ew, I was joking about the feet thing, why are you taking your socks off!!!” Kaminari’s loud ass voice was getting annoying. Why was he yelling so much?!
A few gaps and a thump sounded behind him. Looking over his shoulder he saw that Uraraka had tackled Kirishima to the ground. It didn’t seem to be in anger, it kinda looked like a hug albeit a painful one. Everybody started talking at once again but he saw Uraraka kiss Kirishima. Obviously, she wasn’t too upset about the deception.
Later on that day, she cornered Bakugo to hug him as well. She said without his interference she would’ve felt like she didn’t deserve Kirishima when she found out. She’d always wonder if she only liked him because he was her soulmate or if they genuinely connected. She’d told Kirishima about their conversation in the hallway which resulted in him hugging Bakugo as well. Something about how he was a great friend.
“Next person to hug me is getting blasted in the face.” He announced
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Leaving work early always left a sour taste in his mouth. Hero work was his dream and he’d prefer to be at work. But this trip back home couldn’t be helped. The whole thought of this trip made him sick to his stomach. No one made him do this, he just knew it was time.
The house in front of him looked small any other day, today it seemed big and imposing. Now or never. He knocked even though he had a key. His mom opened the door instantly yelling about who could be knocking at this time. Typical.
Surprise colored her face when she saw him, still, she gathered him up in a crushing hug. Would she think less of him when he told her? He wasn’t sure. Instead of beating around the bush he just came right out with it.
“Mom, Deku’s my soulmate.”
The silence was deafening. It didn’t take long for her to yell for his dad and then make Bakugo repeat himself. They talked for a long time after that. They had never cared who his soulmate was, if it were anyone except Deku that would have been ecstatic. His mom on the other hand yelled at him for his behavior. She felt like she failed as a parent for not helping him understand that his behavior was wrong or notice why he was bullying Deku or how bad it was. He told them it wasn’t their fault and took the blame because truly who else could he blame?
It was his fault. He didn’t have to bully Deku even though he felt like he did as a kid. At the time it made perfect sense to him but now he couldn’t fathom how he thought that was logical.
After lots more discussion, he went to his next, and probably worst stop. Inko Midoriya’s apartment.
This time he knocked as quietly as possible secretly hoping she wouldn’t hear him. Unfortunately, she did and opened the door instantly.
“Katsuki! What a nice surprise.” Her voice was happy, her face didn’t hold any malice toward him. It should though. After what he’d done to her only son… it should definitely hold some kind of hostility or resentment.
“Ms.Midoriya-…”
“Inko! I’ve known you since you were in diapers. How many times do I have to tell you to call me Inko. I swear, using Miss makes me feel old. Oh! Sorry! Don’t stand outside, come in! I was just baking, would you like some?” she opened the door wider and continued to ramble.
Ah, just like Deku. He wasn’t surprised she’d always been like this. It was more nostalgic than anything. He closed and locked her door but remained near it in case she kicked him out.
“Ms. Midoriya,” because he wouldn’t call her Inko “Deku is my soulmate, I’ve known since we were five.”
She just looked at him with a sad smile causing him to narrow his eyes. He wouldn’t yell at her or snap like usual. (He was rude but he wasn’t disrespectful) instead in a calm voice, he said “You knew…”
“Yes Katsuki, when you two were younger I gave you a bath together because you’d been playing in mud. You were around two years at the time I believe. You both were so tiny then, now look at you! Adults and heroes.” she sighed deeply “I still worry about you both.”
This revelation had him reeling. She knew… Deku didn’t know until recently. Why didn’t she tell him? Why didn’t she tell his mom? They were friends, they talked every week. Wasn’t she upset? She had to know that he had bullied Deku for years. She had been surprised when he finally started coming back around when they went to UA. Where was the anger?
“Aren’t you upset?”
She busied herself with something in the stove as she talked to him. “No. I didn’t know that you knew. It was obvious you cared about him until his quirkless diagnosis. I’m ashamed to admit it… I understand why you started bullying him even though I hated it. I was relieved when he didn’t have a quirk because I never wanted him to get hurt. Yet I was extremely sad because he was heartbroken and wouldn’t give up on his dreams.”
“That’s how parents are you know? We want our children to be happy. We also want them to be safe. I love Izuku more than anything else in this world. I didn’t want him to be a hero, I wanted him far away from you and all the other bullies. I wanted him out of UA when he kept getting hurt.”
“Then why…?” He didn’t understand it. Why didn’t she do any of those things? She had the power to do it. She could have taken Deku away from all of this.
“Because he’s my son, Katsuki. He didn’t want to be away from you. He didn’t want to change schools. He wanted to be a hero. Just because I’m his parent doesn’t give me the right to make all his choices for him. You can’t choose for him either. If he wants to be with you, he will be. You should have told him about the mark, you chose not to. That’s your right. I can see that you feel guilty about not saying anything. It’s your mark too. You aren’t obligated to do anything.”
It felt like a weight off his shoulders in a way. It didn’t change the guilt he felt but it was less crushing than before. Still, there was no way she didn’t completely hate him.
“I don’t deserve him after what I did…” he said instead
“That’s for Izuku to decide.”
That was the same thing Uraraka had told him. It was similar to what Todoroki had told him as well. Everybody gave him the same advice, tell Deku and let him decide for himself. Out of all the mistakes he made, he regretted letting Deku find out the way he did. Perhaps if he would have told him at any point it would have been better than him finding Bakugo trying to hide it.
Inko Midoriya forced him to eat some cake after that, they didn’t discuss it any further. Instead he listened to her talk and promised to visit more often.
He was glad to finally have told their parents. Now he just had to wait for Deku to be ready to talk to him.
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The next day
He had a lot to do. They had to deal with a massive fire today, meaning everybody put in overtime. He smelled like smoke even though he showered at work already. Dinner still needed to be cooked, out food wasn’t his style. Not healthy plus he bought groceries to cook them not to let them go to waste.
Dinner was a quick meal of spicy curry which he finished in record time. The smoke smell was still extremely strong. Skipping the dishes he got straight in the shower. It took three washes to clean his hair but it was worth it to make the smell go away.
It was strange. When he got out of the shower and looked at himself in the mirror his mark was on full display. He didn’t have any patches sitting on the sink ready to be applied. Normally he’d have had one on before getting in the shower too but now there was no reason to hide it.
He put on his bathrobe, yes he had a bathrobe. His mom had gotten it for him. Bending down he searched for his hairdryer but he heard a sound. There shouldn’t be any extra sounds in his apartment. He was about to storm out there to see who it was but then he heard familiar muttering.
“Deku?” He asked, throwing the door open.
The man in question was sitting on his bed with a patch in his hand. He didn’t look sad like he did the last time they were together. He looked determined though. What could be going through his head? Was he pissed at Bakugo? Was he here to reject him? His heart felt heavy just thinking about what was to come. Moving past his shock and swirling thoughts he realized the other man didn’t have a key.
“Did you just break into my apartment?” He questioned incredulously
“Obviously, where’d you get the patches?”
That’s not what he expected Deku’s first question to be but he wasn’t in a position to be picky about it. He was just grateful the other man was willing to talk to him, even if he didn’t deserve it.
“Yaoyorozu.”
“You told her too? Who else knew?” The hurt was clear in his voice and on his face. He still hadn’t looked up from the patch he was holding. Bakugo wanted to go comfort him, yet he had no right to.
“No. Only Uraraka.”
“Why did you tell her?”
“She saw it when we got attacked.” the truth would be the only way to go. He could have explained everything in detail but Deku seemed like he was beating around what he really wanted to ask.
“Deku, just ask what you want to ask. I’ll answer it all.”
That seemed to be the prompting the other man needed. Green eyes snapped up to meet his red ones, they were angry and confused.
“Why Kacchan? Why didn’t you tell me? Did you not want me? Was it because I didn’t have a quirk? How did you just sit there talking to me about my soulmate like it wasn’t you? You said ‘ I don’t want to be with my soulmate just cause we got the same mark. If I’m going to be with someone it’ll be 'cause we want to’ that has to mean you didn’t want to be with me. But then I heard you tell Todoroki you liked me but since I wasn't your soulmate it didn’t matter. Those two things basically contradict each other! Did you only do that stuff at the club as a competition? Did you only say you liked me so he wouldn’t try to pursue me?” He seemed like he could keep going but he just suddenly stopped.
Damn, that was a lot. He tried to remember each question as he replied.
“I used the competition as an excuse to flirt with you but I meant what I said to him and at the party. You don’t like me but if you found out I was your soulmate you would have tried to make it work. I didn’t want that. I… damn it… I love you Deku. I always have. When you didn’t get a quirk I didn’t care about that. Then yo-“
“-but you used to-“
“I KNOW,” he snapped, “I know. I used to hurt you and belittle you over not having a quirk. I bullied you for years. It’s not an excuse, okay? It was wrong and I’m sorry. I’m just telling you why I did it. You still wanted to be a hero even though you didn’t have a quirk. I thought you’d die if you kept trying that so I lashed out. I figured I could make you see that you couldn’t be a hero. I wanted you to live Deku! I didn't want to see you die trying to be a hero. I realized I messed up, I realized I was wrong to go about it that way when we got older. I tried to atone for it but I know I never can. After what I did I didn’t deserve you. I still don’t. That’s why I didn’t tell you.”
He finally looked up at Deku… he had tears streaming down his face yet again. He hadn’t meant to make him cry. Bakugo felt strangely himself, moving his hands up he realized he was also crying. He wiped them away quickly.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, please stop crying.” He found himself begging him to stop. He was tired of being the reason for Deku’s tears.
“Kacchan…I love you.”
“ What?” There’s no way he heard that right. He was lying. He had to be. It was impossible. He thought maybe there was a chance he’d started to like him recently but to love him? Impossible. There was no reality in which Deku would feel that way about him. Especially after what he’d done in their past.
“I love you. I always have Kacchan. I already forgave you for what happened then. No matter how mean you were, I only cared about what you thought of me. I…admired you so much. I didn’t think you felt the same way. I wanted to be with you but I thought you had a different soulmate. I was trying to work up the courage… the courage to ask you to forget about your soulmate and give me a chance…” there were pauses but he didn’t hesitate at all. He meant exactly what he was saying.
He was still rooted to the spot in disbelief, he’d never dared to hope for something like this to even be possible. Crossing the room, he cupped Deku’s face gently in his hands.
“Say it again,” he demanded. He still didn’t think it was a possibility. He would be insane to deny Deku though. After pining for years. After thinking there was no hope at all here he was saying he loved Bakugo. It was all his hopes confirmed. It would be crazy not to accept his dreams coming true even if he was undeserving.
“I love you Kacchan.”
Their lips crashed together; his breath caught in his throat. He wasn’t sure if he initiated it or if Deku did it but suddenly their lips were moving against one another.
Hesitant at first but growing more heated the more the kiss continued. Compared to his usual aggressiveness his kiss was tender, full of feeling. He poured all the emotions he’d repressed into a passionate kiss. When they pulled apart since oxygen is a necessity, he made sure to take in the look on Deku’s face.
Flushed skin, dazed eyes, plump lips slightly red. Love burst through his chest making him sappier than usual. He cupped his face again, gently stroking his cheek, committing the feeling to his memories. He’s always wanted to do this but never thought he’d have the chance.
“Kacchan, can I… uh… can I see your mark?” Deku asked hesitantly which sparked his anger a bit.
“One stop being nervous all the time. I’d do anything you asked and I’m positive you knew that before all this. Two, yes but can I put on clothes first?”
He was currently still in his bathrobe with nothing else on. Seeing as he never planned to confess in the first place, he wasn’t expecting Deku to even accept. Now that he had and they kissed… he hadn’t thought much further. Of course, he was sexually attracted to him and had imagined them fucking numerous times but he didn’t plan on them having sex today . Granted he did have lube for masturbation purposes that wasn’t the point…
“No, I want to see now.” Deku was unusually determined which seemed to be happening more often lately.
“But-“
“You said you’d do anything I asked, right Kacchan?”
That was true. He was only worried it would be rushing things for Deku. If he started to touch him, he was sure to get aroused. This was supposed to be a serious emotional moment. No, it’s okay. I have lots of self-control. I controlled myself this long he assured himself.
“Yeah, whatever. You can look at it.” He replied forcing annoyance into his voice
Deku looked like a kid who just got a piece of candy. He practically vibrated in place much to Bakugo’s amusement. Despite him insisting on it and being excited, his hands trembled as he pulled on the robe. Deku pulled it open just enough to see the mark, the tie was extremely loose and only barely kept him concealed. The feeling of his hands tenderly touching his skin sparked his arousal but he tried to think of other things.
What would happen now? Would they start to date? They loved each other they might as well. That would mean publicly coming out as gay together. Would Deku want that? He’d keep it under wraps if didn’t though. He didn’t want to make Deku uncomfortable.
“Kacchan, pay attention to me,” Deku whined but Bakugo kept looking up, ignoring the fingers now firmly pressing into his hip.
“I am.” He snapped
“I don't think you are.” Deku’s voice sounded teasing, like he was up to something.
Bakugo found out exactly what he was up to when a wet kiss was pressed to his soulmark. He looked down to find Deku moving to his knees to place another kiss there. His green eyes were wide with mischief as he made eye contact pressing another kiss there.
His arousal skyrocketed. Deku looked so delicious on his knees especially when he grabbed Bakugo’s hips pressing another kiss near his soulmark but slightly lower than before.
“Deku, get up.” He commanded, this was supposed to be an emotional affair, not a sexual one.
“Why?”
“Because this is supposed to be sweet or something but if you stay down there, I’m going to want to fuck you.” he snapped.
“Maybe that’s what I want though” Deku sounded very unlike himself. No nerves present. That was a quick change…
“You seem oddly bold all of a sudden,” he commented, narrowing his eyes. Perhaps this was some sort of trick. The other man usually seemed uneasy in Bakugo’s presence. Typically conversations were filled with stuttering not whatever this was although… It was hot.
“I‘ve been dreaming about you taking my virginity forever. I wanted to give it to you or my soulmate and Kacchan you’re both I’m so excited. I only ran because I thought hiding your mark meant you didn’t want me.”
That excited him the most. He’d get to be Deku’s first? Somewhere along the way, he thought Deku had experienced his firsts already. Bakugo never had because he’d always known there was only one person he wanted although now there might be another but that was a thought for later. Right now he had Deku on his knees in front of him, asking him to fuck him. Saying stupid things like he thought Bakugo didn’t want him. That was impossible. He had desired him forever. Thinking of them having sex had been a dream, a fantasy, an impossible scenario he craved. Literally, everything he wanted was nicely packed in front of him.
It didn’t take him long to figure out what to say next, Deku kneeling in front of him looking so submissive, so obedient, so fuckable. Self-control was overrated anyway he thought idly before untying his robe and letting his cock free.
“Look how much I want you.”
Deku’s eyes were wide with hunger as he stared at Bakugo’s cock. It was impressive and he knew it. He was eight inches long (yes, he measured. Sue him) although about average in girth. The tip of his cock was a shade darker than the rest, and FUCK, Deku licked it.
Bakugo watched as Deku experimentally licked it again, this time from base to tip. Using his hand he stroked him, a little then lifted his cock up to lick from the bottom to the top again, sucking it into his mouth a bit. Bakugo had to hold back a moan. It felt better and warmer than he could have imagined.
“Kacchan, my dick is definitely smaller than yours… is that okay?”
He tried to clear the lust from his mind to take what Deku was saying seriously but the idiot was still slowly stroking him. His eyebrows were creased in concern but he hadn’t taken his eyes off Bakugo’s cock.
“I don’t give a shit how big it is, it’s not like I’ll be taking it up my ass.” He enjoyed how his face flushed at his words “let me see your cock Deku.”
He didn’t waste any time, he unzipped his pants and worked them down enough to pull his cock out. His shirt was in the way though and he was still on his knees. Bakugo sighed in frustration before picking Deku up and plopping him on the bed. He ignored the squeak of surprise and started to help the other man fully undress.
Once he was naked Bakugo was fully able to see his cock. It was the prettiest cock he’d ever seen (he’d seen a lot of gay porn). It was shorter than Bakugo’s but not by a lot, he was maybe six inches if not a little bit more. His cock was half his skin color and half reddish toward the tip. The clash of colors made him think of Todoroki briefly but he quickly pushed that away. The tip of it was generously leaking precum. Despite Deku looking nervous like he thought Bakugo would be upset his cock was continuously dripping and twitching the longer Bakugo stared.
“You have such a pretty cock Izuku.”
Before the other man could comment on the use of his name Bakugo went down on him. He’d never given a blow job before but he was pretty confident in his skills. He had a dick after all, just had to imagine how he’d want his own sucked. It seemed like common sense not to use your teeth.
The precum was salty on his tongue but he didn’t let that deter him from sucking down on his cock and back up. Izuku moaned “ Kacchan, mhm Kacchan” repeatedly. He was likely to cum at this rate, as much as Bakugo wanted to please his soulmate he didn’t want this to be over too soon. He pulled off him smirking as he whimpered at the loss. Not wanting to waste time he grabbed the lube and came back.
He squirted some on his fingers before taking Deku’s cock back into his mouth. He gently eased his first finger into the hole. Deku moaned and cried out above him but it didn’t sound like he was in any pain.
Bakugo worked his finger into the tight hole while slurping on his dick. He was about to add a second finger when he noticed his lover was suspiciously quiet. Looking up Deku had his hand to his mouth trying to stop the noise. Pulling off his dick he glared at him.
“Izuku,” his dick jumped when Bakugo said that.
“K-Kacchan, more please.”
“Katsuki, call me by my name and stop covering your fucking mouth. Let me hear you.” he didn’t wait for an answer just added a second finger slowly watching as Deku’s back arched.
“Oh my Kac- Katsuki! It feels… mhhmmm.” Deku couldn’t form a coherent sentence but that was fine it was obvious he liked the attention he was getting.
Going back down on him, he scissored his fingers in and out of the tight hole stretching it so that he’d soon be able to add a third finger. His jaw ached a little but he wanted to make Deku come. The cries of pleasure coming from above him just motivated him to suck him harder. He added a third finger and curled them a little causing Deku to curse.
“Fuck! Katsuki!”
“Ooo language. Be a good boy and come in my mouth yeah?” He’d only ever dreamt of saying that. Based on the choking sound Deku made it was worth it to say it.
He went back down, swirling his tongue around the tip of his cock. He really wanted to blow Deku’s mind, so he pumped his fingers in and out his ass, increasing his speed and taking his cock further into his mouth than before. He had almost all of it in his mouth before he had to pull back and try again.
“Kacchan, Katsuki, fuck… I’m about to… ahhh”
He was close, he curled his fingers again hitting the spot from before and cum instantly shot into his mouth. It was bitter but just knowing Deku was coming in his mouth was hot enough to make him swallow it. He kept sucking to make sure he got it all before pulling off.
“Kacchan.” Deku said with tears in his eyes, making Bakugo roll his own.
The nerd was crying happy tears. He was such a sap. He wiped his hand on his blanket to get the lube off before crawling on top of Deku. He propped himself up on one arm and used the other to brush Deku’s tears away.
“It felt so good, I-I.. want more.” He was blushing and barely making eye contact. Even after all that the nerd was still nervous.
“Okay, just let me get up real quick.” he made a move to get up but Deku quickly wrapped his legs around his waist, trapping him.
Their dicks brushed, his hard and Deku’s starting to get hard again.
“Don’t go.”
“Deku, I need to grab a condom. I’ll be right back.” He wasn’t sure why he was so worried. It wasn’t like Bakugo was just going to leave him hanging. He had a condom in his wallet that he always kept just in case although he’d never actually planned to use it. It had been in there for a while but he was pretty sure it was still good.
“No, don’t. I-… um… well” he was trying to cover his face at this point.
“Deku spit it out.” his voice was stern but not angry.
“Okay okay. Sorry! I uh… this is embarrassing Kacchan,” he peeked between his fingers to see Bakugo glaring at him “okay! I want you to finish…in me.”
Bakugo felt his face start to burn a tad bit. He was sure that he was blushing a little but in his defense he was caught off guard.
“Mhhm,” is all he said in reply before he started kissing the other man’s neck. He didn’t have to be told twice, he would gladly paint his insides. First, he wanted to mark his body up more. Sure they had their soulmark proving they belonged together but he wanted more. He wanted hickeys to dot his skin.
He sucked the soft space between Deku’s neck and shoulder, loving how it made Deku whimper beneath him. He trailed hickeys up and down his neck until the other man was hard again. Pulling back slightly he surveyed his work. It seemed like it was missing something.
Deku looked pretty spread out beneath him, his neck had multiple hickeys on both sides. Beneath his freckles, his skin was flushed and his gaze was full of lust. His fluffy hair was spread out on Bakugo’s bed looking a mess, a pretty mess. His mess.
He kissed him again on the lips this time, he meant for it to just be a peck since he likely still tasted like semen but Deku didn’t seem to care. The other man pushed his tongue into Bakugo’s mouth, tangling them together. Deku’s dick was suddenly hard again, pressing up against his own. Perhaps it had gotten hard sooner and he hadn’t noticed until just now.
He broke off the kiss, but only so he could kiss his jaw and down to his neck again. His skin was just so pretty and perfect, he wanted to mess it up. He sank his teeth into his skin. “ Kacchan, nnhhm please” Deku begged when he did it. He didn’t do it hard enough to draw blood but when he pulled back Deku was still light enough for you to see the bite.
He bit him again before trailing a mix of hickeys and kisses down his chest. Deku was begging for more above him though and he finally decided to give him what he wanted. Picking the lube up he squirting more onto his cock.
The sight before him is enough to make him come. Deku lay out on the bed, legs spread waiting for Bakugo, his pale body full of evidence that he belongs to Bakugo. Bite marks, hickeys, that damn soul mark.
He slid his cock into Deku slowly and they both moaned in pleasure. It was so warm and tight he knew he wouldn’t be able to last very long. To make up for it he stroked Deku’s cock as he pushed into him. He didn’t give him a lot of time to adjust before he was thrusting out and back in but the other man didn’t seem to mind. He was sobbing in pleasure.
“Katsuki, I love you. It feels so…ahh… so good. Yes yes, right there… PLEASE. I love you.” Deku cried out as Bakugo slammed into that spot he liked.
He pounded into him, chasing his own release just as much as trying to bring about Deku’s.
“I fucking love you Izuku.” He grunted out as the other man came.
Spurts of cum landed on Deku’s chest, his insides squeezing around Bakugo as he came. It was so tight it caused his own release. Bakugo emptied himself inside Deku.
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A few hours later, after more talks, a much-needed shower, and a change of sheets. The two were tucked in for the night. Deku’s head was resting on his chest as they cuddled.
“Oh! I forgot! I need to call Todoroki and tell him things worked out!” Deku tried to sit up but Bakugo kept him down.
“Don’t move. I’ll do it nerd.” he grabbed his phone and snapped a picture before sending it.
Both of them watched as Todoroki responded immediately
Icyhot: took you long enough
Icyhot: Bakugo, didn’t take you for a biter *wolf gif*
:: Shut up, I’m beating your ass tomorrow. Training at 3
Icyhot: The only ass you should be beating is Midoriya’s
:: Damn right
Despite his message, Bakugo looked over at Deku. He was smiling big with a crimson blush on his face.
“Did you have to agree with him? Are you two always this explicit?” he seemed like he had more to say but Bakugo cut him off
“Speaking of explicit. You didn’t seem to mind dancing all over him.” He accused although not actually angry.
Deku didn’t seem to get the memo. His eyes widened in shock and he started stuttering out apologizes and explanations. He briefly mentioned hearing them talking on the roof too but he would address that bit of information later.
“Honestly, I wasn't listening but also I’m not mad so cool it with the apologizes yeah?”
Deku got quiet immediately and looked at him in shock. He seemed like his mind was racing, Bakugo let it race. He was thinking to himself. It was kind of strange how often he’d thought of Todoroki in the past few weeks. Especially how the picture of him and Deku together didn’t bother him. If it were anybody else he was sure he’d be pissed. He thought of the mismatched eyes grabbing his face and calming him down when he was worried, not once but twice. Before he could come to his conclusion Deku spoke.
“I have a confession… I kind of… I’d never cheat on you! If we’re dating? Are we dating? I want to date you. Wait, please be my boyfriend Kacchan!”
He stifled a laugh at the flustered man but decided not to keep letting him suffer.
“Yeah, nerd we’re dating. Thought it was obvious.” He grumbled the last part because honestly. They’d just confessed, they had matching Soulmarks, they both just had their first time with each other. Why wouldn’t they be dating after that? They did have a bad habit of doing shit backward though.
“THANK YOU! I’m so excited. I can’t wait to tell everyone! Wait… unless you don’t want them to know then that’s okay too. Oh right! The confession part of things… I changed my mind… we just started dating like a second ago so maybe I shouldn’t say this… what if you break up with m-“
“IZUKU,” he didn’t mean to yell so he tried again “Izuku, baby please just tell me what it is. I’m not going to break up with you.”
Bakugo was pretty sure he already knew where this was going anyway. Even if it wasn’t what he thought it was going to be there was no way he was breaking up with Deku. Not now or ever.
“Okay… that’s a relief. Well… I’m just going to say it okay? I kind of like somebody else… I thought about being with them but I wanted to be with you so I wasn't going to say anything at all but then I thought they liked me and well… it’s… it’s… ugh it’s T-Todoroki… and I heard you both on the roof and so I’m pretty sure he doesn’t like me and that’s how I found out you did… uh anyway it won't affect us at all I just… I thought you should know since were friends with him and work with him… if it makes you uncomfortable I’ll stop being as close with him but I -…”
“Okay let me stop you,” he obviously wasn’t going to stop anytime soon unless Bakugo said anything.
His heart was beating a bit faster than usual. He was concerned about his new interest in Todoroki but turns out Deku had liked him all along. A bit unexpected but perhaps not. Those two had been close since their first year at the sports festival. He didn’t even feel jealous hearing that Deku liked Todoroki. Not like he did when Uraraka had been trying to pursue Deku. Hmm.. perhaps? No. It wouldn’t work. Still, he could at least come clean himself, right?
Instead of answering he pulled his phone back out and when to the photos. The first photo in his gallery was the one they just took and the second was Deku asleep curled up around Todoroki’s arm. To his credit, the man looked embarrassed that Bakugo had the photo. He looked ready to apologize again but stopped. Thank god , I’m tired of the apologies Bakugo thought briefly.
He watched Deku’s mind calculate everything. He looked between the phone and Bakugo a few times before nibbling on his lip. Eventually, he spoke up
“Do you…Kacchan do you like Todoroki too?”
No use in denying it.
“Yea I think so. I dunno how he feels though, he might not like us.”
“Us?” Deku looked so stupidly, but all he could do was nod.
“If he did then… do you think…” he asked hesitantly
“Yeah. If is the keyword. Let’s just focus on us right now. We can feel him out and see what happens okay?”
Bakugo had been thinking about their friend more and more lately. His thoughts circulated to their newfound closeness. Was it really new though? They always competed with one another. He always matched Bakugo’s cockiness by being a smart ass. Where others like Deku were afraid to push him, Todoroki had never been afraid of him or backed down. It was comforting to be around someone that was unafraid to push his buttons.
He had begun to realize he let Todoroki get away with more physical touches than he let anyone else. His dreams were full of Deku touching him, the reality was he was afraid Deku would realize how he felt. To avoid this, he avoided being too physical with Deku unless they had been fighting. Lately, he had begun to touch Deku more, many of those interactions were thanks to Todoroki.
The man was extremely close to Deku as well. Ever since UA those two were close in a way Bakugo had always slightly envied. They shared secrets with one another. Deku had helped Todoroki open up to everyone else, meaning the scarred man always acted softer toward Deku. Bakugo had noticed the numerous times Todoroki would be outgoing and soft toward Deku. Yet, despite wishing he was in Todoroki’s place he’d never raged at him. Not the way he had when other people like Uraraka showed interest in Deku.
At the same time, Todoroki said he didn’t like Deku. He also said he didn’t like Bakugo. The way he looked at them, joked with them, touched them, and meddled with them implied otherwise. Unless it was all just wishful thinking on Bakugo’s end.