Thread by @SourPickleLife

#bakudeku #bkdk #angst

⛈the prompt that won my last poll! Some good ol Angst!⛈

Baku and Deku had only been dating for a couple months they were still getting adjusted to the slight change in their dynamic. As well as their dynamics with other people. Of course they were head

over heels for each other but them being together also meant other things effected them. Deku was of course still close with everyone in class, doing his best to not let the extra time he spent with Baku interfere with his other friendships. Especially with Shoto, no matter how

hard Baku made it. He knew Baku was jealous of Shoto even if he didn’t outright say it but he wasn’t going to end his friendship, it wouldn’t be fair. So he just waits for Baku to be busy to hang out with him, he doesn’t tell him about it because he knows he’ll get pouty. He’s

not hiding it he just doesn’t want to start a fight, Baku can be so stubborn!

Baku is busy studying and should be in his dorm for the rest of the night, he knows he can text Deku for anything and he’d be right up to bring it to him. He and Shoto are hanging out in the common

room sitting together and reading a hero magazine looking at the latest news. They were pressed close talking quietly together. They were talking about different hero’s hair styles and he teased about Shoto changing his, running his hands through his hair and pushing it back and

laughing. “You’re actually pretty handsome like this Shoto!” He was giggling and leaned close as they spoke.

“Deku what the /fuck/.” Baku’s voice didn’t hide how furious he was. Deku’s head whipped over seeing the blonde, his smile fell, he could see how upset Baku was.

“Kacchan…” Baku’s hands were in fists by his side, Deku was surprised there hadn’t been any explosions.

Deku went to get up and Baku turned walking away quickly. “Kacchan!” He hopped up and followed but was stopped by the door Baku slammed in his face. He whimpered and

bit his lip. “Kacchan what’s wrong..” He knew, he knew that was a stupid question but he didn’t feel like he should have to defend his friendship. The ping of guilt in the back of his head didn’t help. The silence on the other side of the door was deafening till he hear things

clatter. “Please talk to me!” He bit his lip, usually when Baku was upset about this he’d hold Deku a little too tight and complain. It made him feel better to hold Deku and Deku wouldn’t complain.

But this was different, Baku didn’t even want to talk to him. He whined.

“Kaaaachaaan” He sighed and kicked his door. “Fine, call me when you want to talk” He huffed and left going to his own dorm, he didn’t feel like hanging out anymore. He flopped on his bed and waited.

It had been 3 days. Baku wouldn’t return his calls, reply when he knocked

at his door and was avoiding him. The guilt and worry was eating away at him he couldn’t even leave his room. He was going between crying and wallowing. He fucked up and now Baku was gonna break up with him. What was worst was Shoto kept trying to text him and he wouldn’t

respond. He knew he fucked up and why Baku was upset. He rolled over and cried until he fell asleep.

🌩cont.🌩

Deku woke up and whined, his room was dark and quiet. His body ached, his head was throbbing and he was hungry. He slowly pulled himself up and slid on his slippers looking at his clock.

3:37AM

He sighed and shuffled out to the kitchen, his body was going to

make him eat something and maybe that could get his head to calm. When he got to the entrance of the kitchen he froze. Who was standing in front of the stove cooking but his Kacchan.

“…Kacchan..” his voice was rough, and it hurt. The other froze, he had been cooking. “What

the fuck are you doing up” Deku jumped a little at the tone. “…I.. I haven’t eaten in a while and I came to grab something… please..” The last part his voice cracked and he felt the lump in his throat that had been there the past three days double in size. He moved closer until

he was behind Baku. His hand reached out and gently took hold of his shirt. “I’m… please.. I’m so sorry..”

“For what” Baku set a spoon down and turned, breaking the hold Deku’s hand had. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at Deku, if he wasn’t mistaken

Baku’s eyes looked a little agitated, he really messed up.

“Wh-what?” He didn’t understand the question, his brain was exhausted and all it could do was yell how stupid he was, and how bad he wanted to hug Baku.

“Why are you sorry Deku?” His name sounded so harsh. “Tell me

why, is it because you lied? Found out you two hang out quite a bit when I’m busy. Or maybe you’re sorry for flirting with him so blatantly, or maybe you’re actually just sorry you got caught. You know how I feel about you hanging out with him and there you are all snuggled up on

the couch and then you practically get in his fucking lap playing with his hair and shit! Fuck you Deku, you wanna be with him fine go be with him!” He turned and went back to the food.

Deku was frozen, his mouth agape as he just stared at the back of his head. He could

barely tell but he was crying, tears streaming down his cheeks. He let out a sob and covered his mouth. “N-no Kacchan please! I.. I don’t want him I want you! Only you! I swear” He wrapped his other arm around himself feeling like his legs were going to give out.

“If that

was true you wouldn’t have lied, kept it a fucking secret. And doing shit like that, you knew I wouldn’t like it and you didn’t care.”

“Stop it! Kacchan I love YOU! No one else!”

“Tsk yeah right don’t just say shit like that to get out of this!”

“I’m not! I love you

Kacchan! I’ve loved you since I was seven, when I admired every step you took! Then again since I was twelve when I realized just how much a boy could love another boy! And again when I was seventeen and I finally got to be close with you! I know you’re mad and you have every

right to be! I fucked up and I’m so sorry. /please/ yell at me, tell me not to be his friend anymore, squeeze me so hard I’m sore the next day. Just… please… don’t do this.. don’t break up with me.. don’t say I don’t love you in such a way that makes my heart feel like it’s

crumbling away.. I can’t lose you I’ll do anything” Deku’s head was hung and he was sobbing just staring at his own hands. He didn’t know what to do, he felt like he had no right to be so upset when he knew he had hurt Baku but he couldn’t stand the thought of losing him.

Losing him felt like he was losing everything.

They were both quiet for a long moment, Baku not moving or responding. Deku’s sobs were the only noise before slowly starting to subside. Through out their years, good and bad the space between them had never been this…

uncomfortable, this unfamiliar. Deku felt nauseous, and dizzy. He couldn’t stand there any longer. “..I’m gonna go back to my room.. please just think about what I said… I won’t give up, and I’ll find you tomorrow..” His voice was so small, like he was a child again. He

grabbed a water and something small to eat and went back to his room.

Baku ended up finishing the food and went back to his room.

Deku slept till almost noon his body needing the rest and every time his eyes opened he forced himself asleep again. He was even more sore

then the night before and even though he wanted to find Baku today he was still finding the nerve. He had finally woken up and was sitting on his bed when he heard a single loud thud at his door. None of his friends that had tried to talk to him knocked like that. He quickly

got up and opened the door just a crack before opening it more. Baku was standing there looking past Deku towards the floor, unfocused concentration like he was trying not to look at Deku. “K-Kacchan..” his voice sounded a little better at least.

“Would you stop being his

friend” The question was sharp and pointed.

“Wh-what..” Deku took a step back to give him room to come in, there was a pause in Baku’s step before he went in and stood in front of Deku’s bed. His back to the other as he spoke again. “You said you’d do anything, would you

stop being his friend. “

“…I would.. if thats what it takes I would..” Deku’s heart hurt and he knew he’d be sad but he couldn’t deny how important Baku was to him, how he’d give up everything for him if he needed. And he knew this request wasn’t even that unreasonable.

He had messed up, made it too much for Baku he had to accept the consequences now.

Baku turned to him, his eyes red. “I… I can’t take it.. you and him, you can’t be his friend. You can be his classmate, mutual friends but you two can’t hang out.. it’s too much. “Baku’s voice

sounded like he was holding something back. Deku took a shakey breath and nodded. “Ok! I can live with that! I swear we’ll never be alone or anything!” He bit his lip. “So.. you’re not leaving me..?” Baku sighed and took a step closer and hugged him close, tight and close to

his chest. “..no I’m not.. but I’m still mad so you’ll have to suck up for a while..” He looked down and buried his face in Deku’s curls. Deku sobbed into his chest hugging him as tight as he could, he couldn’t be certain but he was sure he even felt a few tears from Baku.

It took a couple weeks for Baku to get over what happened, allowing Deku to hang out with Shoto in group settings without it bothering him. But Baku also learned to be more affectionate with Deku in front of others which also helped his confidence in their relationship. Deku

didn’t mind keeping space from Shoto, they were still friend they just hung out with other people too and it made Baku happy so that’s what he cared about. He had to learn personal space and even after talking with some of the girls from class he learned that some of his habits

did come off as flirting and so he’s doing better to only do that stuff with Baku.

This was their first major fight and although it was the worst thing they’d ever gone through they both learned a lot from it and it made them closer.

Baku even ended up telling Deku he loved him too after they were past it.

⛈End⛈

Ok I hope everyone liked it!! (´；ω；`)

📌I do like writing angst as long as it ends happy! 💕 thanks for reading I plan on writing more in the future. Feel free to follow, I like doing polls for future threads.

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