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pre-relationship, pro heroes izuku and katsuki getting stranded at inko’s place for whatever reason, and they end up sleeping in the same room together.
they havent slept in the same vicinity since the ua sleepaway training camps, and even though they’re super close now and stay over at each other’s places, they’ve always tried to sleep in separate rooms. (they both think it’s bc it’s the sensible way, and NOT because they’re avoiding the weird tension between them lately)
but this time, inko insisted that katsuki MUST set up in izuku’s room, and izuku’s all flustered, but that’s normal izuku.
middle of the night, Katsuki is staring at the ceiling of Izuku’s childhood bedroom, glow-in-the-dark All Might stars staring back at him. He hears Izuku’s mattress shift, and then suddenly Izuku is worming his way into Katsuki’s borrowed futon.
Thinking that Izuku is sleep walking, Katsuki moves to see Izuku’s face, only to see him turning away, flustered, eyes downcast.
“What’s this about?” Katsuki whispers, shifting to his side to give Izuku more space to move in.
“I’m cold.” Izuku replies simply and cocoons himself with what was supposed to be Katsuki’s blanket.
“You have a whole blanket and bed, nerd.”
“Yeah, but you’re warmer.”
Katsuki’s stomach flips. Is this Izuku deciding to finally break whatever it is between them, by initiating something first? Is this it? Is this my in? I can’t believe he beat me to it!
Katsuki gulps and says, “Come closer then,” while opening his arms under the blanket.
Izuku blinks up at him and eagerly closes the gap, wrapping his arms around Katsuki’s back, and leaning his ear against his chest.
Kacchan’s heartbeat is rapid, and Izuku almost asks if he is “okay” out of worry. But when he lifts up his head, he sees Katsuki’s soft eyes taking him in, and the words vanish from his mouth.
They stare at each other for a moment.
“Izuku,” Katsuki says.
“Yeah?”
“I’m gonna kiss you, bite me hard if you don’t want it.” And Katsuki leans in, pecks Izuku’s lips before pressing in for a proper lip lock.
Izuku’s eyes flutter and he lets Katsuki guide him. He licks and Izuku opens. His tongue explores and Izuku whines in response. He nips and Izuku bucks against Katsuki’s thigh.
“I like you.” Katsuki sighs into the corner of Izuku’s mouth.
“I like you.” This time underneath Izuku’s right ear.
“I want you so much,” Back into Izuku’s waiting mouth.
Katsuki embraces Izuku into him, and rolls himself under. He slides his hand down the side of Izuku’s torso to his hips, and grins at the way Izuku shivers.
They pull away heaving. Izuku straddles Katsuki’s waist, taking in his debauched face and kiss bitten lips.
“Kacchan…” Izuku rolls his hips a little, just to see Katsuki’s breath hitch.
“Mm-yeah?” Breathless. He is so breathless and beautiful as he looks up at him.
Before Izuku can chicken out, he leans back down for another kiss, “We have to be quiet, okay?”
Katsuki nods dazedly, “ ‘kay.”
They make quick work to take their sleep shorts off (as much as they can at least without separating their lips), gathering both of their arousals into their intertwined hands.
Izuku gasps into Katsuki’s mouth as he begins to thrust into their fists, “I like…you too—mmh!”
Katsuki undulates his hips to meet Izuku’s movements. The slick friction of both their members rutting against each other, sends a satisfying buzz at the back of Katsuki’s skull. He groans a bit too loud and Izuku replies with a wavering “Shh. Kacchan quiet~nnh.”
As a tease, Katsuki takes his thumb and massages the tip of Izuku’s head. Which only causes Izuku to convulse and spill into their fists with a whine that Katsuki can never forget. “Did that feel good, hm?” Katsuki smugly asks, as he chases his own orgasm.
He covers Izuku’s fist with his own hand and tightens his grip against their dicks. He then begins pounding into the hole with vigor, drinking in Izuku’s whimpers from the sensitivity.
“That feel good, Izuku?” Katsuki kisses and kisses like a madman, until Izuku finally replies with a desperate yes, and a plea to keep going faster.
When Katsuki cums, Izuku does so for a second time. They look into each other’s eyes, basking in the haze, musk, and afterglow.
“That was so good.” Izuku croaks out, which makes Katsuki laugh.
“We can keep doing it…” Katsuki sits up to grab tissue paper off of Izuku’s night stand.
“I sure hope so,” Izuku mumbles he stares down at the gentle way Katsuki wipes the spend off his hands. The intimacy makes Izuku’s heart balloon, despite how gross it is. “God, I hope this isn’t just a one time thing, Kacchan. Please tell me this isn’t.”
“What the hell do you think I meant by ‘I like you’ you damn nerd? You’re mine now.” Katsuki scoffs, shoots the napkins into Izuku’s trash bin, and pulls them both back down under the covers. “That means dates with me, kissing with me, and fucking me or fucking you. Whatever you want, I’m down for both.”
Izuku nuzzles into Katsuki’s neck happily, “My boyfriend. My boyfriend. My boyfriend.”
Inko peeks into the room the following morning, heart melting at seeing the two embracing under the same futon. Then her face flames when he sees the discarded shorts next to them, and leaves the house with such speed towards the Bakugo home.
AU where izuku tells katsuki that he’s his first pick to give OFA to if it ever came to it, but Katsuki gets so angry at that idea.
when it does happen and izuku does transfer ofa bc they really both thought it was over for deku, Deku ends up surviving, but quirkless.
Katsuki comes to his hospital room, Izuku’s all like “Kacchan, I’m so glad you’re okay and that the transfer was successful, I think it’s best if OFA is with you…”
But, Katsuki just wordlessly cups Izuku’s face with both hands, and kisses him so softly, it surprises Izuku to quiet down.
They’ve never talked about it. They’re not even together. But the kiss was perfect.
When they pull away, Izuku is dazed and Katsuki is glaring down at him.
He says, “It’s not mine to keep.” And he leaves Deku with the feeling of OFA coursing through his body again.
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There’s an emptiness that hollows within Katsuki’s heart on the nights he can’t sleep.
No matter what he does—play a game on his phone, watch youtube videos, listen to music, journal, he even tries to pleasure himself in the way everyone says feels good—that hollow, nothing persists.
It’s like his stomach is eating itself from the inside out, but he is certain he was not hungry. He tries to eat to see if the physical sensation of something in his stomach is enough to lull him to sleep right after, but here he was staring at the ceiling 6 hours later.
Katsuki wants to cry, but it’s like he is missing that switch that allows himself to feel something enough to make him tear up. He’s not frustrated, or angry, or excited, or anything. He just feels nothing.
Perhaps this was the residual effects of having his heart shredded during that day in The Coffin, finally catching up to him. Perhaps this was divine retribution subjecting him to a life of reliving the sensation of death for his audacity of conquering it.
Though the heart is really only responsible for pumping blood throughout his body, not his gnawing apathy.
The blame shifts to the brain.
Somewhere along the way, between graduation and realizing his Pro-Hero dreams, it’s harder for Katsuki’s brain to feel satisfied. The waves of life push and pull at his limbs, tumbling his body with no gentleness, and spitting him out to a monotonous routine.
Wake-up. Eat. Work. Shit. Almost die, again. Go home. Sleep. Then, repeat, because he has to. Because that’s how it is. You pick a path. You stick to it. You clench your jaw and suck it up, no matter how much he wants to scream at the frustration of feeling nothing.
Katsuki is sad all the time.
And he doesn’t intend to be, nor is there anything that really triggers him. It is like a persistent weight on his shoulders that he can’t seem to explain—a headache that travels from the left side to the divot between his ear and neck, a sore pang on his shoulders, a numb leg, stomach acid threatening to climb up to his mouth and make him gag.
It gets unbearable many, many days.
Sometimes, he sees something similar deep within Izuku’s eyes when they lay shoulder to shoulder on his duvet. When the night gets quiet, and they don’t feel like kissing, and just want to enjoy each other’s presence, Katsuki catches it between the crevices of Izuku’s beautiful smile.
That’s when Katsuki’s apathy breaks like a cloudburst punctuating a drought. And Katsuki gets choked up—feels it in his throat, feels it everywhere. And is reassured that he is human still.
He grieves, knowing that the person he loves more than life, carries sorrow so heavy and waning, and just as persistent as his sadness.
He wants to soothe it, so that Izuku could never feel the numbness that he feels. He wants to shield him from it, carry it for him, love it away for him.
And it angers him so much.
Frustration grips his childish little heart, knowing the reality that some problems simply just can’t be fixed with a sweet kiss, or a great fuck.
“I love you.” Katsuki means it the more intertwined their lives become. “Everything is better with you, you know that?” And it’s the truest fact Katsuki knows.
Izuku looks at him with amusement as they scoot closer together, “I love you too. I will always love you. Forever. Is that cringe?”
Katsuki feels lighter. He snorts as he pinches Izuku’s cheek “Nothing fucking cringe about it.”
Izuku’s replying laugh is a windchime swaying gently in the country breeze. The grass is green, the clouds are cotton, the creek flows so naturally.
Katsuki is still sad. The hollowness comes back on the nights he can’t sleep, but Izuku’s love is eager and a salve, and his love for Izuku is stubborn as hell.
Neither of them can love their sadness away completely, and maybe they don’t need to. Maybe love just makes it easier to carry it.
my favorite post ending bkdk trope rn is katsuki overcompensating and spoiling izuku rotten bc of the immense guilt he carries, for calling izuku useless and bullying him their whole childhood.
he wants to make up for everything he’s ever done, and he does that through actions.
calling him by his actual name was the start.
then the suit became the first tangible step.
the invitation to work with him in his agency was the second, but since izuku rejected that, he had to pivot.
so now he’s constantly showing his support for izuku in many overwhelming ways. money, food, RIDES, helping out Inko, doing favors, and even wingmanning (even though he felt weird about it).
izuku found this sweet at first. then it slowly became uncomfortable to him bc he’s izuku, he doesn’t think he needs to be pampered, or doesn’t ask for more than he has.
they get into a huge fight about it too.
alright that’s all i have, feel free to add more in the replies or reblogs ^^
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well, that’s all folks. thank you to everyone who participated in voting, you’ve made this such a silly story! i’ll be inactive for a bit, so until then, i’ll see y'all when i see y’all!
Bakugo and his daughter walk into a bar full of Class A alumnis.
This sounds like a set up for a bad joke, but it’s real, and literal.
And is certainly not a hilarious moment to witness, as UA’s former Class A slowly pick up their jaws off the floor to the calm lull of Katsuki Bakugo’s introduction of his little girl.
“Yeah. She’s mine.” The little girl surveys the room for a quick second, then buries her face into her father’s neck, shyly.
“Who wants to be her Godparent?” Katsuki nonchalantly says, as if he just didn’t rock everyone’s world.
The room erupts into chaos, and Katsuki is seen pulling his daughter closer to his chest to gently cover her ears.
“WHA-WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!”
“YOU KNOCKED SOMEONE UP???”
“THIS HAS TO BE A QUIRK ACCIDENT! YOU WERE DAUGHTERLESS JUST YESTERDAY!”
“OH MY GOD SHE LOOKS JUST LIKE YOU! HI I’M AUNTIE MINA~”
“Does she like dolls or action figures or both? You know what, I’ll get you both!”
“wHO DID YOU KNOCK UP?!”
“Who knocked who up?” The room quiets and turns towards the entrance where the chronically late comer named, Izuku Midoriya, stands. Who, with his eternal baby face, and boyish grin, looks completely unaware of what had transpired the past 5 minutes. “Sorry I’m late guys, the bike was in the shop and I had to commute—“
Katsuki Bakugo chooses this moment to turn around, unusually wide-eyed (like he just realized the insanity of the situation), and slowly reveals a small little girl with curly blonde hair, and red eyes clinging around his neck.
Izuku freezes, blinks at the little girl, blinks at his Kacchan, short-circuits, reboots, and incredulously exclaims, “Oh My God Kacchan, did I get you pregnant last night?!”
A horrible thing to say in many, many levels, really.
One, they were in a public bar.
Two, they were in a public bar in front of their friends who, a majority, they haven’t seen in a month.
Three, they were in a public bar in front of their friends who, a majority, they haven’t seen in a month, and are, therefore, unaware of the recent development between the two of them.
Four, they were in a public bar in front of their friends who, a majority, they haven’t seen in a month, and are, therefore, unaware of the recent development between the two of them, and Izuku Midoriya just revealed to all that Katsuki Bakugo, bottomed.
Five, they were in a public bar in front of their friends who, a majority, they haven’t seen in a month, and are, therefore, unaware of the recent development between the two of them, and Izuku Midoriya just revealed to all that Katsuki Bakugo, bottomed, LAST NIGHT, and suggested that he had the ability to be with child, in ONE NIGHT.
The little girl in Katsuki’s arms, reaches for Izuku’s dumbfounded form, climbs into his arms, yawns, and situates herself against the crook of his neck.
She must have sensed that he was in danger.
Someone in the bar coughs, and the room violently erupts once more.
Katsuki and Izuku stare at each other, fuming in red embarassment, while the little girl (their little girl) in Izuku’s arms falls fast asleep.
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