#eijideku

REQUEST: Please truth or dare approach. Kirishima kissing Deku in the game and Katsuki getting all jealous and possessive

Rated Mature for Language

“Why the fuck did I agree to play this shitty ass game?”

Katsuki huffed from his place on the floor, his back cracked as he stretched up, extending his arms above his head and grunting from the relief it provided. He glared at Mina who just grinned back at him, her hand on the bottle in the middle of the floor. “I feel like I’ve been sitting on my ass for hours just watching you fuckers learn more about each other.”

Mina stuck out her tongue, spinning the bottle in front of her. “Oh hush Bakugou! At least we aren’t playing spin the bottle, and instead the truth or dare version of this game. God knows how angry you would get if-”

“If what huh!? I dare you to fucking finish that sentence you piece of pink haired shit-”

“Kacchan! Please, come on. It’s just a game.” Izuka’s hand reached out and pulled him back against the bed they were leaning against. “It’s a fun way to get to know everyone while playing a game. Come on, the bottle landed on you. So?”

Mina smiled at Izuka before her eyes settled on Katsuki. “So? What’s it gonna be? Truth, or will you take the dare?” Her eyebrows rose up as Katsuki’s red eyes settled her with a look.

“I’ll take the fucking dare. This game's gotta fucking liven up somehow.” Katsuki snorted as he crossed his arms over his chest, taking a look around the small group as Mina seemed to be considering her options.

It was the little friend group that Katsuki tolerated having around him. There was pink-haired alien girl, Mina, who likes to act as the leader of organizing these sorts of things. Then Hair-for-Brains, Eijirou, and his weird crew of followers, Denki and Hanta, who bounded up to Katsuki since day one. Then of course there was Izuka, who Katsuki favored the most.

But he would never admit that outloud.

Mina snapped her fingers, drawing Katsuki’s attention back to her as he quirked an eyebrow. “I’ve got it! I dare you to try and not cuss for the rest of this game, if you do, you have to take off a piece of clothing!”

This got everyone’s attention and the three other boys all stared in horror at Mina as she giggled at her devilish plan. Izuka’s face flamed as she glanced over to Katsuki, his face set in a shocked, enraged look. He was literally steaming from the anger being held back.

Izuka decided to speak up and reached out towards Mina. “Uh, Mina, please, I don’t know if that’s the smartest idea-”

“FINE! You want to see me fucking naked - then here! Here yah go you pink haired freak!” Katsuki sat up and shrugged off his loose flannel, leaving him in a black tight tank top that did nothing to hide the outlines underneath. “Let’s get this game on the fu-fricken roll!” Katsuki leaned forward and spun the bottle, it landing on Denki who looked petrified. “Well Pikachu, what’s it gonna be? Fu-Fricken Scaredy Truth or taking the man’s way and going for the Dare?”

“With how mad you are right now, I’m sticking with truth.” Denki laughed at the angry growl that formed over Katsuki’s face, his eyes avoiding the heated glare by looking at Izuka for help.

“You fucking pussy!”

“Kacchan!”

“Hahahah! Strip another piece of clothing Bakugou!” Mina giggled as his red eyes settled on her before a puff of a groan filled the small room. He reached down and yanked off his shirt and glared at them all, ignoring Izuka’s flushed look next to him. “So, what do you want to know about Denki?”

“Why are you all such pussies! God, this fu-fricken stinks! I hate watching my mouth!” Katsuki got up and stormed over to his fridge to look in it, ignoring the group as they all laughed at his expense. Mina leaned over towards Izuka, her elbow hitting her ribs as she wiggled her eyebrows between them.

“Bakugou’s got a nice sculpted back and abs… Wouldn’t you say?” Mina laughed at the expressions flying across her face. One of confusion, to horror, to embarrassment as her eyes quickly looked away from the shirtless blonde.

“Mina! Please!”

Izuka and Mina missed the look that Eijirou sent Izuka’s way, his mouth in a hard line. Denki contemplated something before he leaned over and spun the bottle lightly, making it land on Eijirou. Hanta pretended not to notice as he glanced around the room and then down at the bottom once more. “Oh hey Eijirou! Denki spun and it landed on you!”

Eijirou looked down and then over to his right to see Denki smiling at him, his wink making him raise an eyebrow. “Oh right! Uh, I’ll take a dare!”

Denki’s smile grew as he glanced over at the other blonde before settling his eyes on Izuka. “Hmmm, alright then. Eiji man, I dare you to kiss Izuka.”

The room grew silent, and Izuka’s hands that were once in her lap, now slapped to her face as another blush broke across her face. “Wha-What!? You can’t be serious!”

Eijirou’s face was just as red as his hair as he glanced from Izuka to Denki, back to Izuka and then towards the blonde across the room who had paused mid-drink towards his lips. Hardened red eyes stood shock still as he looked for Eijirou to Izuka.

Oh what the hell? Why not?

Eiji made up his mind, leaning forward, and grasping the back of Izuka’s neck and pulled her into a kiss. Izuka’s body sat tense before relaxing slightly and she let out a small puff of air before Eijirou moved back. His eyes shining with a grin on his face. He sat back, his hand coming to rub the back of his head as he let out an embarrassed laugh.

“Alright then! So it’s my turn right?” Just as he was about to reach for the bottle to spin once more, a naked mass came flying his way and knocked him on his back.

“YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I’LL KILL YOU AND YOUR PARENTS!”

Eijirou hardened his body that Katsuki was aiming at, the other four classmates staring on in slight terror as the two rolled around the room and destroyed their game.

“DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING DEATH WISH!?”

“CHILL BAKUBRO! IT’S JUST A GAME!”

“SUCK MY BALLS YOU SHIT FOR BRAINS! I’LL MURDER YOUR ASS!”

Mina laughed hysterically, rolling on the floor and pointing at the two boys. “Bakugou! That’s like, your whole set of clothing and then some! You owe me a strip tease!”

“You wanna see my ass!? Fine! Check this shit out! I’ll show you who’s the fucking best around here!”

“Kacchan no!”

“Bakugou, dude! No one wants to see your junk!”

“Shut your ugly mugs! You all asked for this and now you’re going to get it!”

Down the hall multiple students stuck their heads out of their doorways as they glanced towards Bakugou’s door. Aizawa made it halfway up the stairs, his eyes heavy with sleep as his afternoon nap was interrupted by the yelling. He paused as a red blur made it’s way past him on the staircase and a naked blonde close on the other’s heels.