#bkdk #cheating #angst #dekubowl
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BkDk where they’re married and believed to be in love. But then bk cheats on dk with someone they know. Dk inevitability finds out in the worst way imaginable. Bk expects Dk to cry—to become this emotional mess, but to Bk’s shock, he doesn’t…
Dk’s face, once bright with love and adoration for his husband, turns icy and expressionless. As Dk wordlessly begins to pack his things, Bk kicks his lover out and scrambles to convince Dk to stop.
“P-Please I can explain!” Bk cries, clawing desperately at Dk, and reaching out
To hold onto him. The moment his hand makes contact with Dk’s skin, Dk drops his luggage and clothes abruptly.
He roughly snatches his arm back, Dk’s lips curl with disgust, his vibrant green eyes darkened with revulsion, and says, “There’s nothing to explain, Bakugo.”
Bk’s face pales, his hands turning clammy and goosebumps flaring up on his skin. The way he was addressed rings in his ears. Dk dropping his nickname was like an arrow to the heart.
As he watched Dk rub his arm, Bk thought nothing could hurt like this.
But then, Dk reached for his ring—the one he worked so hard to get… the ring he dreamt of placing on Dk’s finger when they were younger—and his mind blanked when he heard him mutter, “Fucking disgusting.”
Bk drops to his knees right there and then, body trembling and stomach churning. A mantra begins to slip out of his lips.
“Don’t. Please. Don’t leave me. I love you. I fucking love you. I’ll do anything. Anything!”
Dk gazes down at his husband, a sneer painting his usually kind face.
Bk knew he looked pathetic—groveling to his husband after being caught with his dick in someone else—but he didn’t care. All that mattered to him was getting Dk to stay.
After a long moment of silence, Dk…
…sighed. Bk couldn’t help but flinch. A sigh was supposed to be quiet, soft, and hushed.
Dk’s sigh was grating to his ears. It was a sigh filled with annoyance. As if Bk begging Dk was a nuisance. Dk mulled over his choices. Underneath all the anger and disgust, was pain.
He was hurt and he wanted Bk to pay for it ten times fold. So, with a malicious grin, Dk knelt down to grasp Bk’s face in his hands. He ignored the way Bk’s eyes lit up with hope and pushed aside his repulsion for the man he once loved.
“Alright, I’ll stay… but on one condition.”
“Y-Yes! Anything! Whatever you want, my love,” Bk said, shedding tears of elation. Dk smiled. His eyes cold and unfeeling.
Bk will regret it.
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“Ah! Kacchan you’re home early!” Dk shouted cheerfully from their bed. Their sheets pooled around his waist. His body marred with lovebites and bruises. Dk’s wild green hair looked as if someone had been pulling on it.
Bk ignored the redheaded man brushing past him.
Its not the first time he’s seen him and it won’t be the last. Bk lost count of how many unknown men has visited his home. Dk seemed to have them on a schedule because just last week it was a dark haired man with icy blues eyes.
The week before that was a two-toned man that looked oddly similar to the aforementioned man. Then there was a couple, a blonde and a sleepy eyed fuck.
So many unknown men have slept in his bed—slept with Dk—and yet…
As he crosses the threshold of the door, past the rumpled pile of clothing, stepping over used condoms filled with other men’s seed, he sat beside his husband. He ignored the smell of someone else on his skin and leaned in to kiss him on the lips.
“I’m home, Deku.”
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[The End]
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