Lucky Guess
Izuku Midoriya zipped through the darken city as the cars down below whizzed by of people who were getting off work. His mask stuck to his face as he breathed and his dark green costume hugged his body. His black, dark webbing would wrap around or stick to the buildings as he swung.
"Anything new happening Sho?" He said into his ear piece that stuck to his ear.
"Not that I see. It's pretty quiet tonight. Kind of suspicious." His best friend Shoto Todoroki said into the ear piece.
"That does seem pretty suspicious. I'll keep swinging around more before I head home." Izuku said and heard a "gotcha" before the earpiece went silent, signaling Shoto was probably heading to bed for the night. Izuku landed on top of a light post, crouching and using his ability to stick to objects to help him stay on. The city was cold that night, smoke emitting from people's mouths as they walked below. Izuku breathed heavily, catching his own breath as he shivered from the cold. The suit was thick and tight, but not enough to keep him warm from the cold night. He kept watch of the street and the city before sighing and getting up to swing away. It was quiet, for as quiet as a city can be at night, and no crime was being committed. Should be a good thing right?
"Right." Izuku convinced himself. He didn't need to be Spider-Man that night. His six sense being tamed and quiet as well. He turned to go home when he felt he nauseous and and dizzy feeling his six sense gave him. He turned around loomed over the building just to spot the problem. Someone was in danger. His spider webs shot out of his wrists and attached themselves to buildings so he could swing towards the problem, his heart thumping in both fear and excitement. After years of doing this secretly with his best friend at his side he should be used to this, but every new crime gave him a sense of anxiety.
He dropped down near the alleyway, careful to be quiet so he can see what was making his six sense go haywire. He looked down the alleyway and noticed three men, taller, older, and clearly drunk, in front of another man who wasn't as tall, but just as sober as they were drunk. Izuku couldn't tell who the victim was just could tell it was a man from their voice.
"We know you have money. You dress rich so you must be rich. Just hand over everything you have mister." One of the men chuckled, Izuku could smell alcohol from the three men alone.
"I told you I don't have my wallet on me. Now fuck off." The other man, the sober one, grumbled. His voice gruff and familiar, but Izuku couldn't quiet place his finger on who it could be.
"You're lying. And I don't like liars." The same man from before screamed and bashed his half empty bottom against the wall, pointing the sharpened end at the victim.
"Give us everything you have you little shit or much more than your pretty face will get hurt." The other two drunken men smirked, one cracking his knuckled and the other taking a swig from the bottle he was holding.
"Listen, I don't have time for three jackasses like yourself to beg me for things I do not have right now. If I were you I would turn around and leave me alone." The sober man said angrily. He was bluffing, Izuku could tell. This man has money on him, but no sense of ability to fend off three men by himself if he wanted to survive.
"Boys. Grab him. Strip him of his garments. Tonight we celebrate!" The man who was supposedly the leader said and the other two men grabbed the sober man.
"Hey get off of me! I'll kick your ass!" The man shouted trying to fight back, but with three men on him it was useless. It was time for Izuku to step in.
Before the first man went to throw a punch at the sober man Izuku shot a web at his fist and forced it to connect with its owner's face. He then began to run forward, making sure to dodge the other two large men who started to chase after him. Izuku gripped the shirt of one them, slinging him to the right to connect him with the other man to where they both stumbled and fell to the ground. Since they were in a drunken state it was taking them a lot longer to process what had happened. Before long one got up making Izuku cringe at the smell that emitted from him. He reeked of not only the insane amount of alcohol he consumed that night, but of cigarette smoke and body odor.
"You asshole! I'll kill you!" He slurred his words. Izuku jumped and grabbed hold of a set of bars that connected to a latter to the building to his left and used his upper body strength to pull himself up before landing a kick to the guy's head knocking him out. Izuku looked at the other man who had slowly gotten up to continue fighting. Before Izuku could react the leader wrapped his arms around Izuku to hold him in place.
"You mother fucker who do you think you are?" He spit on Izuku's mask making him gag. His odor was also terrible and combining with his breath made it worst.
"I believe I'm someone's who's going to kick your ass." Izuku glared before throwing the man off of him and onto the ground. He also rolled with the man, considering he was much larger and still connected to him, but the the impact the man let go with a groan. Izuku shot a web at the other two men to keep them from moving before finally moving towards the leader who rubbed his now aching head.
"State your name, sir." Izuku said, biting his lip from being weirdly polite to the man who could of killed both him and the victim that night.
"Kree Izumaki." He muttered, rubbing his head some more.
"Alright Mr. Izumaki. I'm going to ask you to leave." he continued politely as if he didn't beat the shit out of all three of the perpetrators that night.
"Please Mr. Spider-Man sir. We didn't mean any harm I was just curious that's all." Kree Izumaki anxiously muttered, trying not to get Izuku more angry than he was.
"I know. You are your friends need to leave before the cops show up. Don't mess with anyone else tonight, got it?" Izuku grabbed the man's shirt and pulled him up towards his face.
"Y-yes Spider-Man! We will go!" Kree Izumaki stuttered before getting up as quickly as he could and attempting to drag his two unconscious, tied up friends away.
Izuku sighed. The nausea and dizziness from his six sense finally went away so to conclude his mission that night he turned toward the victim to ask if they were okay. When he did his heart stopped.
"Ka-Bakugou Katsuki? Are you okay?" Izuku bit his lip, almost fumbling the nickname he had given his childhood best friend for years and revealing his identity.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Bakugou grumbled, red coating his face.
Katsuki Bakugou, son of multimillionaire fashion designers Mitsuki and Masuro Bakugou. A rich, but stubborn man with a little bit of anger issues and lonesomeness that only directed him to a few friends, including Izuku even if they weren't on the best of terms always. Soft, spikey, blonde hair, crimson eyes, expensive clothing such as a one of a kind Bakugou Corp. brown leather jacket that came to his waist and kept his arms warm from the cold in the city. Izuku knew this man like the back of his hand, considering they grew up together practically wearing each other's diapers.
"Mr. Bakugou, do you need help getting home? I wouldn't mind to lend a hand." Izuku said, Katsuki's name on his mouth felt weird considering all his life all he had ever called him was "Kaachan."
"No, that's fine. I'm not that far away and you can just call me Bakugou. Mr. in front of that is weird." Bakugou glared at the wall, not wanting to make eye contact with Izuku.
"Are you sure? It's my duty to make sure everyone here is safe and I don't think Au-Mrs. Mitsuki Bakugou would like it if you got hurt uh Bakugou." Izuku bit his lip. He almost slipped again.
Growing up it was just easy to call each other's mothers "auntie" because of the closeness each family had with each other. Masuro Bakugou was designated as "uncle Masuro" as well, but with the absence of Izuku's father it was only Auntie Inko.
Katsuki sighed and turned around, giving his head a wave as if silently saying "come on." Izuku reluctantly followed.
The silence between them was heavy, but Izuku was use to it. Katsuki wasn't much with words when he didn't feel like speaking and getting older he talked less and less. Katsuki kept to himself, not really following in his parents fashion footsteps and more went on to major in chemical engineering.
"Where is your building, sir?" Izuku asked, trying to bypass the quietness just as little.
"It's over there. I'll have to be requested to be let in since it's late. Hope the hag isn't asleep just yet." Katsuki muttered making Izuku giggle. Just like always, Katsuki called his mother hag, but affectionately.
They walked toward the front doors of the large skyscraper that held the big time apartments in the city for people like Katsuki. Izuku had been here many times before as a kid and throughout high school to see Katsuki. He remembered which floor Katsuki lived on and which balcony was his considering the bench with the bright orange and black pillows situated on it, the Bakugou's signature colors for their fashion industry.
There was a speaker on the side of the door along with different buttons that led to different apartments. Katsuki picked the 8th button that held the name "Bakugou" beside it. A buzz was sounded through the speaker, but no one spoke. Katsuki grumbled and pressed the button again and the same thing happened. Izuku stood there somewhat awkwardly as this interaction happened between Kastuki and the door speaker.
"Sounds like she's asleep. great." Katsuki groaned and leaned against the door.
"Is your balcony possibly unlocked? I could get you up that way!" Izuku said enthusiastically and Katsuki stared at him.
"I mean yeah probably, but how will you get me up there?" Katsuki was smart, but sometimes he forgets the obvious. Izuku is Spider-Man, he could easily climb or grab hold of the balcony to swing up.
"Just come here." Izuku rolled his eyes under his mask, grateful Katsuki couldn't see. Katsuki nudged over before Izuku grabbed onto him, earning a tiny gasp and grabbed somewhere on the building to swing up. He felt Katsuki grab him harshly and hold his face into his neck out of fear. Another thing Izuku was aware of, Katsuki hated heights.
Izuku held onto his tiny waist before dropping down his respective balcony. Katsuki was slightly shaking, not making a noise on what had happened. Izuku called his cute with the way this grumpy, harsh man looked so small with one inconvenience.
"It's okay we're here." Izuku said quietly to get his attention. Katsuki looked away from Izuku's neck to notice he was indeed on solid ground once more.
"T-thank you uh Spider-Man." He mumbled and moved away slowly. Izuku started walking back to the fenced part of the balcony before Katsuki stopped him.
"How-how did you know which balcony was mine?" He asked. Izuku stopped and looked at him.
"Uh, lucky guess? Anyways see you later bye!" And with that he was off, leaving Katsuki dumbfounded and thinking as he watch Izuku swing off.