Secret agent Bakugou Katsuki being given his next target and this time he's sat down with the big boss all serious and being asked if he can handle it. Because the target this time is defector Midoriya Izuku.
Bakugou gives them a crass, "The fuck do you take me for? An amateur? Just give me the coordinates."
"Bakugou. This one is wanted dead or alive. I need to know that you can do this."
Bakugou looks them in the eye, serious, and says, "I can."
Cut to Midoriya on his mission, knowing they're after him, now that he's getting close. He'd kept them off his trail for a while, having staged his own death. But no doubt they've learned the truth of his existence, and his purpose. Yet he can't stop. Ever since he learned the truth behind the operations, learned of the dark secrets, he had to go off on his own and try to solve things his own way. He's in his hotel room that he booked under a fake name and he had just met up with his secret source and knew he needed to move on when he exits the bathroom and feels a gun pointed between his shoulders and he freezes.
"Thought you could run forever?"
That devilish voice sends a shiver down his spine, and his skin prickles at the memory of it.
"Kacchan," he breathes out.
"Real stunt you pulled, you know. Had everyone losing their shit."
"Save it. You know why I'm here?"
"They sent you, didn't they?"
"Yeah. Bring you back. Dead or alive."
Despite the weapon at his back, Midoriya whips around to see that familiar cocky smirk carving across that handsome face. That gun tilts his chin up and he's staring into those bold red eyes, the eyes that were still burned into his memory, searing hot. His greatest regret.
"I'm not taking you back there, Izuku."
Adrenaline spikes inside of him. Then the gun pulls away, and a hand smooths up the back of his neck until there are tender fingers in his hair. Instinctively, Midoriya melts into his touch.
"Baby, what have you gotten yourself into this time?"
"Kacchan," Midoriya says, this time a plea. And then Bakugou's arms are around his waist and he's pulled flush with his chest. He trembles, having missed this warmth, this man, for so long. Gentle lips press against his temple, and for the first time in many months, maybe even a year, he relaxes.
"For a genius you're so fucking stupid."
"You know what I know, Kacchan. You know I can't stay there, not while they've got that little girl locked away down there, the heart of their experiments-"
"I know. We had a fucking plan, remember?"
"We were found out. They took her to a different location. They would've realized you were apart of it too if I hadn't-"
Midoriya is silent. He buries into that embrace, wishing that he was allowed to just dissolve right there into the other, and everything else would just cease to exist.
"We were supposed to run away," Bakugou's low voice reminds him while his fingers stroke through his hair. "Together."
"I can't. Not knowing what's going on. There has to be a better way..."
"You always run. And you never take me with."
"It's too dangerous..." Midoriya tries to say.
"Bullshit. I took this mission knowing I was going to fail. It's too dangerous to return. Either I go on the run for the rest of my short ass life until they snipe me from a rooftop in Dubai, or I go with you, and we finish this. Together."
Midoriya's gasp shivers through him. He looks up to see that blazing determination, and he knows there's no stopping the other now. Bakugou had come on a mission, but it wasn't the mission he'd been assigned. After months and months of hardened resolve, Midoriya feels tears prick his eyes.
"You... You idiot," he says, his voice cracking while Bakugou wipes the tears from his eyes and grins.
"I told you Izuku. Ain't nothing but death keeping me from you."
And Midoriya sighs as Bakugou dips down and kisses him breathless. The next morning they will both be on the run. But that night, they spend it in each others' arms, for the first time in such a long, long time. It will have to last them, they won't have the luxury again. Not until they bring down the organization that had taken them off the streets and sheltered them, when they'd had nothing, treated them like family. But they aren't so brainwashed that they can't see through their love. Even before they had the organization, they'd only had each other. That was the life they'd always known, and that is how it will be, forever. Always each other. Midoriya was foolish to think it could ever be otherwise, that they could ever be apart for too long. It may be dangerous, but that's just them, isn't it?
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