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#bkdk #bakudeku
Ridiculously rich businessman Katsuki hasn't taken a day off in ages.

The bakusquad trick him into going to a stripclub to blow off some steam.

Sero buys him a lap dance from a pretty little green haired stripper who goes by the name Deku.

And Katsuki's HOOKED.

After the 3rd dance, he pulls out his black credit card and Deku leads him to the back room.

The bakusquad don't see him for hours after that.

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Sero takes the last sip of his beer and sighs. "Let's face it, he hates these places, he probably sneaked out the back."

Kaminari's bored expression lights up and he points towards the private area.

"No. Way!" Kirishima laughs.

Katsuki stumbles towards them, a goofy smile stamped on his face, eyes glazed over, and hair dishevelled.

"So..." Sero says taking a good look at him. "Had fun?"

"Hmm?" Katsuki looks at him.

"Are you drunk?" Kirishima asks fighting not to laugh.

Katsuki shakes his head, goofy smile still solidly in place.

"Where's your tie?" Kaminari chirps in.

Katsuki looks down. "Oh... Huh... Deku liked it."

"I bet he did," Mina winks at him.

"Hey bro," Kirishima opens Katsuki's half unbuttoned shirt. "Is that a hickey???"

Kaminari spits out his drink and springs forward in his seat. "No fucking way. Is that what I think it is?!?"

"WHOA!" All three of them look at Katsuki's chest in awe. "You didn't..."

"Hmm?" Katsuki's glazed eyes look behind them and his smile widens.

They turn around and see Deku come out of the private room with a fancy orange silk tie wrapped around his waist like a prize.

Deku winks at him and mouths "call me" before disappearing into the staff room.

Katsuki looks down at his chest where Deku wrote his number with a permanent red marker.

"You got a stripper's number?!?" Kaminari shouts. "Man... You gotta teach me."

"Well done," Kirishima pats him on the back.

"Are you really going to call him?" Sero asks in awe.

Katsuki leans his head back and takes a deep breath. "Oh, fuck yeah I am," he says with a smirk.

"Hey," Mina adds, "Weren't you wearing a belt?"

Katsuki closes his eyes and chuckles.

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Aaaaand that's how Katsuki meets the adorable University student Izuku who he later convinces to become his sugar baby and eventually boyfriend.

Katsuki's happy and learns to relax. 😌
Izuku's happy and spoiled rotten. 😏

/the end 💕

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Well... I wasn't expecting this to blow up. 😳 Thank you for all the love. 🙏❤️
And it looks like I can be bribed into adding more. 😂
So stand by?

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A sexy Deku offering to thank you all so much for the love.

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A few weeks later.

Katsuki has Deku's work schedule memorised.

Like clockwork, his driver drops him off at the stripclub. The owner, already waiting for him, walks him to the champagne room where he waits for Deku.

Deku enters the room, plops in his lap and buries his head in Katsuki's neck.

Katsuki runs a hand up and down his back. "Everything ok?"

"No," Deku huffs, sitting straight. "My ass hurts." He steals Katsuki's scotch and drinks it in one go.

The blond raises an eyebrow.

"Some old geezers kept pinching me even though I told them not to," Deku explains. "Crap, I'm sorry," he adds feeling guilty. "You don't come here to listen to me complain." He stands and grabs the empty glass. "I'll go get you another."

"You're wrong." Katsuki gently hold his wrist and pulls him back down into his lap. "I have a proposal for you."

Deku eyes him with caution.

"What if," Katsuki asks hopeful, "I was your only client?"

Deku rolls his eyes, used to this type of charade. "If I had a dollar every time someone said that, I'd be a millionaire already."

"Oh, I don't doubt that." Katsuki chuckles and put his hand on a warm plump thigh.

Deku leans on Katsuki's chest. "As fun as it would be Kacchan, you have a job and bills to pay."

"You haven't Googled my name yet, have you?"

"Nope," Deku's curls tickle Katsuki's cheek as he shakes his head. "In this business, ignorance is definitely bliss."

Katsuki unlocks his phone, types his name in the browser, and places it in Deku's hands.

Deku looks away. "No, Kacchan I..."

"Try me," he smirks.

Deku's eyes double in size when he looks at the screen. "What?!" he says siting straight. He scrolls and clicks on a few articles. "No. This can't be real."

Without a word, Katsuki takes out his wallet, opens it, and hands it to him.

"It all comes down to you," Katsuki whispers in a blushing ear. "Will you let me pay you to hang out with me... And only me?"

Deku swallows hard.

"I'll pay triple what you make here on a good day. I'll also pay your rent, expenses, clothes, trips... Name it, and it's yours."

"Kacchan... I..." He looks down at the phone and then back at the blond smiling at him. "Do you really mean that?"

Katsuki nods. "You can study without worrying about money, or old bastards touching you, and I get to see you outside of this shitty place. It's a win win."

Deku bites his bottom lip. That does sound nice. He only got into stripping because it paid well and the hours worked for him. But Kacchan's offer sounds good, maybe too good? What if...

A hand combing through his soft hair snaps him out of it.

"You're muttering again."

"Ok." Deku takes a deep breath. "This sounds amazing, but... What's to stop you from playing me?"

"Smart man," Katsuki smirks again. "We can draw a contract if it'll make you feel better."

Deku turns around in his lap to straddle him and lightly pulls on the orange silk tie. "A binding one?"

"Fuck yes," Katsuki lets out a moan at the thought of Deku using his tie again. "Add anything you want to it. I'll sign."

Deku's lips stop an breath away from Katsuki's. "You have a deal."

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A week later.

Izuku glances nervously at the man sitting in front of them in a very expensive looking suit, feeling out of place in his jeans and t-shirt.

"Huh, Kacchan?" He whispers leaning towards Katsuki. "Is this really necessary?"

"You want it to be binding, right?" Katsuki says flipping through the contract. "Todoroki's one of my best lawyers. We can trust him."

Izuku nods and looks down at the contract, doing his best to stop his hands from shaking.

Katsuki rubs Izuku's forearm in encouragement and nods to Todoroki.

"Mr. Bakugou made it painfully clear that this contract's main purpose is to protect you and your assets above all Mr. Midoriya," the man says staring at Katsuki the whole time as if Izuku didn't exist.

Izuku shrinks in his chair and keeps his eyes on the papers, thinking that maybe this was a bad idea after all.

What was he thinking?

Todoroki starts reading the contract out loud and, thankfully, it's much simpler than Izuku anticipated.

All Izuku really has to do is hang out with Katsuki when their schedule allows.

Sex is strictly off the table, unless Izuku wishes it to be, at which point tests would need to be done and they would be exclusive to one another.

Todoroki looks directly at him as he explains that part, and Izuku wishes the floor would swallow him whole.

Their deal starts the moment they sign and ends when Izuku chooses it to. Unless there's a major reason for him to do so, Katsuki can't end the contract.

And in exchange for his company, Katsuki will give him...

"Ten thousand dollars... a WEEK?" Izuku says much louder than he means to.

"After a thorough research," Todoroki says coldly. "That is three times what someone in your... profession makes. Which is what was agreed upon."

"Do you need more?" Katsuki adds calmly, as if this was the most normal conversation in the world.

"No! I..." Izuku puts the papers down. "T-that's WAY too much."

Todoroki raises an eyebrow and looks at Katsuki. "He's not going to like the next part then."

"Would you just..." Katsuki sighs at his lawyer and points to the contract.

Izuku rushes to grab the pile of papers again, feeling light headed as he reads what's next.

"Mr. Bakugou will also transfer the following amounts monthly: 500$ for home expenses such as heating, internet, cellular phone, etc. 950$ for rent fees." Todoroki continues.

... "1000$ for food costs. 1500$ for financial obligations, such as student loans and credit cards. 2000$ for daily living fees. And...Boss I think he's going to pass out."

Katsuki drops everything and leaps out of his chair to catch Izuku before he hits the ground.

"Are you ok?" he asks him worried. "Izuku?"

"That makes a grand total of 5 950$ a month, plus 10 000$ a week," Todoroki continues completely unbothered. "Payable to Mr. Midoriya in US dollars. Deposited into his bank account on the..."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND CALL A DOCTOR!"

"For the record," Todoroki sighs as he starts dialling. "I told you this was a horrible idea."

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Izuku wakes up laying on a hospital bed with his feet propped up.

Katsuki's standing beside him holding his hand and talking to a doctor.

"Welcome back," the doctor says when she notices he's awake. "How are you feeling?"

"A little dizzy," Izuku says, looking around the room.

"That's normal," she says. "Your blood pressure's a little low, but your vitals are good," she adds looking at his chart. "We're going to keep you for a few hours just to be safe, ok?"

"I'm fine really," Izuku tries to sit up but is stopped by Katsuki. "I'll just go home and rest."

"You were passed out for 20 minutes," Katsuki says worried.

"I... " he whispers turning his face away from the doctor. "I don't have insurance."

Katsuki blinks at him a few times before opening his mouth.

Todoroki pokes his head from behind him. "Legally, since you lost consciousness on Mr. Bakugou's property, he's responsible for any and all medical costs you encouter."

Katsuki closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Thank you," he says turning to face the nosy lawyer. "Again, we're good here. /Please leave./"

"I'll be back later to check on you." The doctor laughs. "Rest, and let me know if you need anything."

Once the doctor leaves, Izuku thinks back to what brought him here.

"Kacchan," Izuku says looking up at him. "I... I don't know if I can do this."

"You'll be fine," Katsuki says squeezing his hand. "The doctor said you just need..."

"No, not that," Izuku interrupts. "I mean our deal."

The sad expression falling on Katsuki's face makes Izuku's stomach twist in a strange way.

"Listen," Katsuki says after a moment. "If you need more..."

'NO!" Izuku stops him before he can add anything else. "It's way too much already. You're offering me in a month more than what I usually make in a year. I can't accept this."

"Actually," Todoroki says from behind Katsuki, "Once you include dinner outings, all expenses paid vacations, shopping spreed, and other activities, it comes to three times that amount."

Izuku's jaw falls and he covers his blushing face with his hands.

"Shut. Up!" Katsuki spins around. "WHY are you still here?"

Todoroki lifts his briefcase. "We haven't finished going over the contract."

"Don't you think it can wait???"

"But you said it was /really/ important to you that we do this," Todoroki adds not even remotely ruffled by Katsuki's sudden murderous glare.

"Why do I even bother with you," Katsuki says mostly to himself.

"We're friends," Todoroki grabs a pen from the inside pocket of his coat and walks to the other side of Izuku's bed.

"Like hell we are," Katsuki growls.

Izuku chuckles despite the situation. Their friendship was... something else.

"If you agree to the terms of this contract," Todoroki says handing him the pen and pulling out the contract. "Please sign here, and initial here."

After a moment of hesitation Izuku gathers his senses and looks at Katsuki. "Remove the monthly amounts and reduce to 2000$ a week," he says firmly. "Then I'll sign."

"You know," Todoroki frowns and examines Izuku closely. "People usually negotiate up...not down."

Katsuki shakes his head. "5000$ a week." He lifts a hand when Izuku protests. "You're worth every penny, and I get to spoil you from time to time."

Izuku bites his lower lip. He could pay off his student loans in no time with that kind of money, even put some aside to pay his next semesters, maybe save some for a rainy day...

"Ok," he finally agrees.

Todoroki deadpans and sighs. "I'll come back with the changes for you to sign."

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The top. ❤️

I'll keep adding to this every day or every other day. 😊

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A few days later.

Katsuki's pacing in his livingroom.

He shouldn't be nervous. Really. What's gotten into him?

He's been seeing Izuku for weeks, even saw him naked a few times. How hard could it be to hang out with him fully clothed?

Besides, Katsuki Bakugou doesn't /do/ nervous.

It's not like he's never dated before, quite the opposite. It's just that... it's been a while.

And, was this even a date?

What do you call "paying a guy to spend time with you"?

For fuck's sake...

Ok, so the guy was hot as hell and really sweet, but still.

He combs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath.

This... was a good idea.

Katsuki's practically married to his job.

Evenings, weekends, even the few vacation days he allows himself to take, he ends up working them all.

He might as well live in his office at this point.

He doesn't have time to /date/. So having some fun scheduled on the side without any attachments is a good thing.

The extras have to be wrong about this.

Right?

Izuku and him aren't harming anyone. Their deal is consensual and they both get what they want from it.

Shitty hair and the others are on board with it. So why did four eyes and half and half bitch about it so damn much?

A knock on the door snaps him out of his thoughts.

He doesn't rush to the front door.

No. He. Doesn't.

And he certainly doesn't almost slam into said door, because if no one saw him do it, it didn't happen, OK?!

A quick look through the peephole has his heart racing even faster.

Izuku's standing right there, at his front door, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

Katsuki looks in the mirror to check his hair for the 23rd time in the last half hour, and opens the door.

"Hi!" he says a smile spreading on his face.

Izuku smiles back, a little nervous but as gorgeous as ever. "G-good evening Kacchan."

"Come in," Katsuki moves aside to let him in. "Was the drive ok?"

Izuku takes off his shoes and puts on the pair of plush slippers Katsuki gives him.

"Yes," he rubs the back of his neck. "I wasn't expecting a limousine to pick me up, but it was... nice. Thank you."

"Oh," Katsuki tilts his head. "If you don't like limos, I can send something else next time. What would you like?"

Izuku shakes his head and waves his arms around, stammering something Katsuki can't quite make out.

"Just a normal car is fine," he eventually says, his face redder than before.

"Noted," Katsuki nods a bit confused, he thought Izuku would have loved the limo. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Yes, please." Izuku blurts out. He could definitely use a drink... or twelve.

Katsuki walks ahead of him and Izuku can't help but let his eyes wander up and down the blond's body.

Broad back, strong shoulders, arms that he bets could lift him with ease, a surprisingly small waist, and...

"Did you say something?" Katsuki asks looking over his shoulder.

"What?" he says, eyes darting back up. "Oh, uh, I was just saying... Nice home!" He gulps and forces a smile, internally cursing his mumbling.

"Thank you," Katsuki continues their short walk to the kitchen. "It's not big, but it's just me here, so it works."

Izuku nods and looks around at the pristine house filled with high end /everything/ and fancy decorations.

The kitchen alone is larger than his shared apartment and there's not one, but TWO statues in the hallway.

STATUES.

/Plural./

"Scotch?" Katsuki offers.

Izuku nods.

Strong liquor sounds /amazing/ right about now. He's never felt more out of place in his life.

Izuku spent the whole day trying on outfits for their first meeting. But even in casual wear, Katsuki looks a million times better than he does.

This was going to be a long night.

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Izuku carefully holds his glass with both hands, terrified that he might spill some on the luxurious sofa he's currently sitting on.

Katsuki's sipping from his glass a respectful distance away as an awkward silence builds up around them.

Izuku's heart hammers in his chest and his mind refuses to come up with an interesting topic of conversation.

"Have you... huh," Izuku ventures. "Have you lived here long?" Smooth... Uugh. He hates himself so much.

"About eight years now," Katsuki answers with a nervous nod. "It's a... a good neighbourhood." Damn it, Katsuki can't think of a lamer way he could have answered that.

Izuku forces a smiles and takes another sip.

This is a total disaster.

"Listen," Izuku finally says, unable to take this anymore. "I'm /so/ sorry. I... I'm just, really nervous."

Katsuki lowers his head and exhales.

"You must be so disappointed," Izuku continues.

"What?" Katsuki's head snaps up. "Why would I be?"

"Because you're paying me an outrageous amount of money for really bad small talk." Izuku says his nerves getting the best of him. "You must regret signing this deal. I feel horrible."

"No, no, please don't." Katsuki puts his glass down and moves closer to Izuku. "I'm nervous too. I've never done this before."

"Really?" Izuku looks at Katsuki. He assumed the rich businessman had a whole slew of people to /hang out/ with him like this.

"I..." Katsuki takes a deep breath. "Since I was going to see you every day, a friend of mine suggested that I become your sugar daddy as a joke."

Izuku frowns. "So all this is a twisted joke then?"

"No! As time passed, the idea started to gain merit." Katsuki pauses. "I know it's a little crazy..."

"A little?!"

"Ok a LOT crazy," Katsuki admits. "But you hated it there and I really like spending time with you," Katsuki continues. "And if I get to spoil you a little in the process, then what's the harm?"

Izuku stares at him in silence for a moment.

"I've never done this either and I can't help but think that I'm letting you down," he sighs. "I don't even know what to say or do with myself right now. What do you expect from me exactly?"

"To be honest... I have no expectations." Katsuki shrugs. "You can do whatever you want."

Izuku huffs. Being paid to do whatever he wants. How ridiculous was that?

He looks down at his drink then back at Katsuki who's softly smiling at him, when a thought hits him.

Should he test this "whatever he wants" thing?

He brings the glass to his lips and looks Katsuki in the eyes as he downs it all in one go.

He puts the glass down and Katsuki's smile falters when he swings a leg over the blond's lap to straddle him.

"Whatever I want," he repeats with a smirk. "Are you sure about that?"

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Kacchan freezes, not expecting things to ramp up this fast, or at all if he's honest. This is their first date-not-date after all.

"Because," Izuku leans forward licking his lips. "I can think of a few things I want to do... Mr. Bakugou."

A shiver runs right through Katsuki.

/Fuuuck./

How did Izuku manage to make his name sound so hot?

Katsuki keeps his hands flat on the sofa on either side of him.

He was never allowed to touch Izuku at the stripclub, and sure they're not there anymore, but they haven't discussed any of /this/ yet.

He's not going to risk upsetting Izuku when they're just getting started.

Izuku's lips brush against his and he wants nothing more than to lean in and claim those sweet rosy lips.

Patience is key here.

Izuku rolls his hips and Katsuki's brain stops working.

"S-Shit," Katsuki hisses raising his hips to chase more of that warm pressure.

Patience who?

/Fuck/

Izuku chuckles and bites Katsuki's lower lip, pulling a moan out of him.

"You didn't answer me," he says, spreading his legs to grind down harder on Katsuki's growing erection.

"Yes!" Katsuki's heart flips in his chest. "Whatever you want. /Anything/."

Izuku humms happily.

He rolls his hips again and captures Katsuki's lips with his own, parting them to let their tongues meet.

They both moan into the kiss as if it was their first.

Izuku cups Katsuki's face as he explores his mouth with slow deliberate licks.

He'd be lying if he said he didn't like having Katsuki's attention. He knew as much the second the blond had laid eyes on him at the stripclub.

The expression on Katsuki's face when he first saw him.

The way those burning red eyes raked over him, and only him.

Katsuki never so much as asked for another stripper.

It's an addictive feeling, and Izuku knows that it's a dangerous game to play but, there's no harm in having a bit of fun, is there?

"Do you do this with anyone else?" he asks nibbling his way up Katsuki's jaw.

"No. With my work," Katsuki struggles to form coherent thoughts. "There's no time for anyone else." His hands tighten their grip on the sofa. "Only you," he adds.

Izuku's whole body shivers at those last words and he crashes their lips together, his hands roaming all over Katsuki's chest, feeling every muscle under the thin fabric.

He looks down and chuckles when he notices Katsuki's hands gripping the sofa like his life depends on it.

He runs his hands over Katsuki's defined arms, enjoying the way the man groans and twitches under him.

He tugs on Katsuki's hands, laughing when he doesn't let go.

Katsuki shakes his head. "It's the sofa, or your ass. So..."

Izuku presses their foreheads together and wraps his arms around Katsuki's neck.

"I've wanted you to touch me for a while now," he admits. "But we couldn't."

Katsuki swallows and nods in agreement. It was against the club's rules.

"Now you can," Izuku seals their lips and Katsuki immediately lets go of the sofa to grab two handfuls of a warm, plump, /perfect/ ass.

He squeezes it hard, earning a delicious moan from Izuku that makes him never want to let go.

They grind against each other like animals in heat. Kissing and groping every bit of skin that comes to view.

Izuku pants in Katsuki's ear as the blond leaves possessive marks at the base of his neck.

He wants more.

Izuku's hand slides down between them, stopping only once he feels the heat and hardness of Katsuki's cock under his palm.

The blond moans and he pushes his hips into the touch.

Izuku's smile turns wicked and he stands up, eager to get "whatever he wants".

Katsuki instinctively let's go, confused as to what he did wrong to make Izuku leave.

But his thoughts come to a full stop when Izuku removes his shirt, taking his time to reveal his sunkissed skin to Katsuki inch by inch.

Izuku drops his shirt on the floor and swings his hips from side to side, dancing his way down between Katsuki's legs until he's at eye level with a throbbing, hard bump in Katsuki's pants.

He bites his lower lip and reaches to unbuckle the belt separating him from his prize.

"Oh," Katsuki's eyes double in size at the realisation. "You huh... You don't have to do... that."

Izuku pauses, hands still on Katsuki's belt.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asks suddenly unsure of himself. "You said I could do whatever I want, but if you don't want a blowjob... I won't force you."

"Wait, what?" Katsuki thinks he must have heard wrong.

Izuku /wants/ to do this?!?

Kacchan.exe has stopped working.

"Of course I do," he says unable to tear his eyes away from Izuku's. "I just don't want you to do this because you think you /have/ to. That's all."

Izuku looks down at his own erection then back up at Katsuki.

"I mean," Katsuki continues, hating how nervous he sounds. "I'd be perfectly happy just watching a movie with you. So... Don't feel forced to... you know."

"That's... actually really sweet," Izuku says, his hands still firmly holding onto Katsuki's belt. He tilts his head and thinks for a moment. "We could watch one after?"

"Ok," is all Katsuki's brain can supply him with and Izuku smiles up at him, genuinely happy with himself.

Katsuki's mind implodes.

That's it. He's done for. This man owns him now.

Izuku finishes removing the belt and Katsuki raises an eyebrow, thinking back to the first night they met.

"Are you going to steal that one too," he teases.

"Maybe," Izuku chuckles. "It looks nice, but I'm really more into ties." He winks.

"I have plenty if you're thinking of starting a collection," Katsuki laughs. "You little thief."

Izuku unzips the smug man's pants and slides a hand inside to shut him up, smirking at him when it works.

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CW: Oral sex.

We're about to crank up the spice a little bit.

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Izuku gently maneuvers his hands inside Katsuki's boxers and pulls the hard, already leaking cock out.

He grins as it twitches for him.

The thought of having such a powerful man come undone by his mouth alone has his own cock throbbing just as hard.

He looks up at Katsuki, making sure those hungry red eyes are still on him, and he opens his mouth, tongue sticking out to lick the bead of precum waiting for him.

He hums at the taste, moving his tongue up and down the shaft looking for more, and when there's none left, he goes for the source, sealing his lips around the head, suckling at it, rolling his tongue around like he has all the time in the world.

Katsuki rewards him with a symphony of moans and curses, struggling not to push his hips up to feel more of that wet heat.

Izuku smiles around the shaft, gleaming eyes on Katsuki's the entire time.

He starts to bob his head, up and down, slow and steady, tongue curving around every inch of that thick cock, savouring it like it's his last meal.

He runs a hand up Katsuki's muscular thigh until he reaches heavy balls begging for attention.

He abandons the pulsing cock and leans down to suck on one of the balls, then the other, massaging them with his tongue.

Katsuki bites his lower lip to stifle a moan.

Izuku's free hand wraps firmly around the base of Katsuki's cock and starts to pump, pace slow and teasing.

"Fuuuuuck," Katsuki's hips thrust up to meet his hand at every stroke.

Izuku hums around his balls, sending shivers all over Katsuki's body.

Pleased with himself, Izuku returns his attention to the purpling head of the angry cock, loving how heavy it feels on his tongue.

He bobs his head a few more times, coating every inch of it with saliva, and then he pushes himself further and further until his throat is full and soft blond hair tickles his nose.

Katsuki's breath gets caught in his lungs as he watches Izuku take his full length without even gagging once.

"Holy shit," he whispers, mesmerized by how long Izuku can stay there with his entire cock down his throat.

He could cum from that alone.

He cards his fingers through green locks and hums when Izuku's eyes close.

How dare he look this peaceful while doing something so lewd?!

Izuku blinks away a few tears and slowly comes back up, taking a few deep breaths before going again.

He moves up and down the full length a few more times, stopping to tease and suck at the leaking head before sliding /all/ the way down once more.

Katsuki feels heat coiling low in his gut already. "I'm not going to last if you keep this up," he says, his voice deep.

Izuku moans and picks up the pace, one hand fondling Katsuki's balls while the other slides down to stroke his own neglected erection.

"Fuuuck, is that what you want?" Katsuki growls. "You want me to cum down your throat?"

Izuku's nose rubs against blond hair and he nods.

"Well," Katsuki's eyes grow dark. "You're about to get your wish then."

Izuku takes a deep breath and dives back in with gusto, stroking his own cock at the same pace.

"So fucking good," Katsuki pushes his hips up. "I'm close."

Izuku moans loudly, also on the verge of his climax.

Katsuki groans. "Cuming." His eyes roll to the back of his head, lost in the pleasure waves that come crashing over him.

Izuku quickly pushes his head as far down as he can, eagerly swallowing around the throbbing length as it pumps every last drop down his throat.

The warm feeling has him cuming a second later, eyes half lidded, moaning around Katsuki's cock, emptying in his hand.

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Moments later.

Izuku comes back from cleaning up in the bathroom when the weight of what just happened hits him.

His face turns bright red.

This was by far the weirdest hook up he's ever had. Sucking Katsuki off at the club had been one thing, but this?

Did that make him an escort now?

"Are you hungry?" Katsuki says as Izuku enters the living room. "I can get us a snack," he pauses. "If... you still want to watch a movie that is."

Izuku nods nervously and Katsuki hurries to the kitchen, coming back with a large tray covered with bowls, each one filled to the brim with assorted snacks: chips, popcorn, mixed nuts, cookies, and more.

Then he makes another trip, coming back with a tray of drinks: water, juice, scotch, wine, and a few different brands of sodas.

Izuku stares at the trays in confusion. "Are other people coming over?"

"No," Katsuki grabs the remote. "Why?"

"Because, you brought enough to feed a small army."

"Oh, I didn't know what you liked," Katsuki turns on the wide screen tv and sits down. "So I got a bit of everything."

Izuku nods still a little puzzled, and sits besides Katsuki. "You didn't have to."

Katsuki smiles at him and offers the remote. "Your pick."

Their deal might be weird, but Katsuki's nice and handsome, with just the right amount of /wild/.

Izuku could easily deal with that for a few months.

He leans back into the sofa with a bowl of popcorn and scrolls through the movies.

~~~💋~~~

The next day.

Izuku gets a text from Katsuki during his lunch break, surprised to hear from him so soon.

K: "Are you free after class today?"

I: "I think so, why?"

K: "Want to go shopping?"

I: "That'd be great! I need to buy new shirts and maybe some pants."

K: "Perfect. Meet me in the parking lot at 2?"

I: "👍"

Izuku smiles down at his phone.

It's been a while since he hung out at the mall. This was going to be fun.

~~~💋~~~

Izuku reaches the university's parking lot like discussed.

"Mr. Midoriya," A man opens the door of a sleek all black car as he approaches.

Izuku hesitates before thanking the man and steps inside.

Katsuki's greets him with a smile and the driver exits the university grounds, taking the highway heading North.

"Hum," Izuku looks out the back window. "Isn't the mall the other way?"

"The mall?" Katsuki frowns.

"Aren't we going shopping?"

Katsuki nods. "A friend of mine recommended a store not far from here," he explains. "Said they had clothes there that you might like."

"Oh ok," Izuku nods a little disappointed.

They stop in front of a small store with a name Izuku's never heard of.

Katsuki holds the door open for him and a quick look inside reveals racks upon racks of assorted clothing, all more expensive looking than the rest.

"Oh... wow," Izuku walks in with Katsuki in tow.

The store is empty, which is odd, but Izuku takes a deep breath and starts to browse, quickly noticing that none of the clothes have tags of any kind.

A blond man wearing a sparkly baby blue shirt walks up to them just as Izuku asks Katsuki about the lack of tags.

"Because mon chéri," he says with palpable pride. "We make every piece you see here by hand."

Izuku immediately lets go of the shirt he was looking at and nervously glances at Katsuki.

"Pardon my manners," the man days with a bow. "My name is Aoyama."

Izuku freezes, realizing that this is /also/ the name of the store they're in.

Aoyama takes a good long look at him from head to toe. "Are you ready?" he asks.

Izuku blinks at him. "For w-what?"

"For your VIP treatment," Aoyama smiles, practically radiating light. "We're going in the dressing room and turning you into a work of art!"

"But," Izuku looks around the empty store. "What about your other customers?"

"Oh chéri," Aoyama laughs. "We closed early just for you," he casually explains, as if this was a regular occurrence. "That way you have my undivided attention."

"You what?!"

"Your friend here asked for the VIP experience, and that's exactly what you're getting. Now come on." Aoyama pulls him forward. "Let's make your sparkle!"

Izuku shoots a mortified look at Katsuki who simply smiles back at him.

Why couldn't it have been the mall?!

~~~💋~~~

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~~~💋~~~

The room they're brought into has a semi circle of mirrors on the right, a sitting area with drinks and pastries laid out on the left, and a changing area in the back.

Aoyama's assistant pours Katsuki a cup of tea as he sits down and Aoyama drags Izuku to the changing area.

The afternoon is filled with more clothes than Izuku has ever seen in his life. Some more outrageous than others.

Really... who wears a cape, and what on earth is crushed velvet?!

Aoyama even helps him put some of them on. Seriously, how many holes can a shirt have?!

Katsuki's on his phone most of the time, either talking business or checking emails, but he always puts it aside when Aoyama brings Izuku in front of the mirrors to "show off".

After three hours of this, Izuku's had enough.

He escapes Aoyama's grip while he's busy fetching yet another outfit for him and hurries to sit next to Katsuki.

Izuku holds the silk dressing-gown closed tight around him. "Kacchan," he whisper shouts. "Can we /please/ go now?"

"Already?" Katsuki says offering him a pastry, which Izuku quickly stuffs in his mouth.

Izuku groans when Aoyama calls him over from across the room.

"I'm tired," he says. "I'm starving, and if I have to put on one more outfit," he exhales. "I'm going to scream."

Kacchan chuckles. "Ok. I'll talk to Aoyama."

Izuku sighs with relief and devours another pastry.

"Go change and meet me up front." Katsuki stands. "We can get something to eat before I drop you off. Sounds good?"

"Thank you!" Izuku rushes to the changing area, dodging Aoyama's assistant.

He feels bad for wasting everyone's time like this. He only got two shirts after all, which Katsuki paid for before he was done changing back into his sorely missed jeans and t-shirt.

But Aoyama doesn't seem to mind at all, in fact he thanks them profusely and says they're welcome to come back in his store any time.

Once back in the car, Izuku leans his head back and takes a deep breath, glad that all this is finally over.

Katsuki's frowning and typing on his phone.

"Everything ok?" Izuku asks.

"Some crap at work," he sighs before putting the phone away. "Sorry."

"Do you have to go back?"

"Yeah," Katsuki nods, looking tired. "But we have time to eat first. What do you feel like having?"

"I'd kill for a burger from Joe's, there's one right by my place," he says laughing at the disgusted look Katsuki gives him. "Not a fan of fast food?"

"Hell no," Katsuki admits. "It shouldn't even be called /food/."

"Hey," Izuku turns in his seat to face him. "If I can survive /three hours/ of trying on clothes," he challenges. "I think you can survive /one/ burger meal."

"Fine." Katsuki rolls his eyes with a chuckle. "Give my driver the address."

Katsuki can't help but smile when Izuku lights up and starts babbling on and on about how delicious that place's burgers are.

~~~💋~~~

Once they reach the "restaurant" Izuku beams with excitement.

He LOVES this place.

Katsuki looks up at the menu while Izuku chats up the cashier.

"How's the family?" Izuku asks the cashier. "Is your aunt feeling better?"

"Oh she's much better," the woman answers. "How did your econ exam go?"

Katsuki raises an eyebrow at that. How fucking often does he come here to know the staff's family that well?!

After a few more minutes of chit chat, they finally place their order and Katsuki insists on paying.

"They're super nice here," Izuku says once the cashier is taking someone else's order. "I used to work here before stripping," he explains. "I had just moved here, had zero experience, no references, nothing, but they took me in anyway. They treated me like family."

Izuku's speaks of them so fondly, eyes bright with a soft smile, it makes Katsuki want to kiss him.

By the time Katsuki debates if that would be appropriate or not, their order's called and Izuku hurries to grab the tray of food.

Izuku turns away to find them a place to sit and Katsuki slips a hundred dollar bill in the tip jar, nearly giving the cashier a heart attack.

"Oh my god," Izuku moans as he takes a bite of his burger. "That's soooo good."

Kacchan's eyebrows shoot up as he take a bite and he pauses for a second to examine his burger.

"It's good right?" Izuku says, way too happy at his reaction.

Katsuki squints his eyes at him.

"Come on, admit it," he smirks. "You like it!"

"Alright you win," Katsuki takes another bite. "I'm willing to make an exception and call this /food/."

Izuku laughs. "Oh wait, don't move," he says grabbing a napkin. "You have something here." He wipes a drop of mustard from Katsuki's chin, ignoring the butterflies suddenly dancing in his stomach.

"Thank you," Katsuki says, a smile growing on his lips.

"Wouldn't want to stain that tie," Izuku adds, lightly pulling on it.

Katsuki smirks at him.

Izuku blushes, let's go of the tie and returns to his meal.

~~~💋~~~

Back in the car.

"That hit the spot, " Izuku sighs happily. "Can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?" Katsuki says, typing away on his phone.

"Do you ever drive?"

"Sometimes yes," Katsuki lifts his head to look at him. "Why?"

"Just curious," Izuku looks at the driver in front of them then back at Katsuki. "Sorry, I wasn't judging or anything."

"It's fine," Katsuki says. "I didn't always have a driver, but my business grew to a point where it became a necessity." He lifts his phone. "That way I get to work while traveling."

"You really do work a lot huh?" Izuku looks at him with pity, wondering how lonely of a life he must live.

Katsuki chuckles and nods, not willing to say how much of an understatement that was.

~~~💋~~~

Once they reach his apartment complex, Izuku pauses before opening the car door.

Katsuki's mind races, wondering if /now/ was a good time for a kiss. Was he even allowed to? Or should he wait for Izuku to initiate like before?

"Thank you for today," Izuku says, pulling on the door handle.

Katsuki nods, not trusting himself to speak without sounding like the desperate mess he's becoming.

"Good luck at work." Izuku waves and exits the car.

Katsuki sighs as he watches Izuku walk away.

Spending time with him made his heart soar and ache all at once.

His main consolation? At least Izuku isn't a gold digger like the other men he's been with.

Izuku was leagues and bounds above them all.

He knows there's no way in hell someone like Izuku would ever be interested in him like that.

He only wishes his heart would get the memo.

~~~💋~~~

Izuku plops on his bed, exhausted from this crazy day.

He's just about to close his eyes when his roommate calls him over, saying there's someone at the door with a delivery for him.

Odd... he didn't order anything.

He freezes when he sees Aoyama's assistant standing at his doorstep with 5 large bags /filled/ with clothes.

"Special delivery," she says cheerfully. "Mr. Bakugou said to deliver those directly to you."

"Uh," Izuku looks in the first bag, recognising some of the outfits he tried on earlier. "He did what now?!"

She thanks him again for shopping at their store and she leaves (more like: runs away) before he has a chance to say anything else.

Ochako's standing behind him with a huge grin on her face. "That must have been some blowjob you gave him," she teases.

He blushes and rushes to his room to make a phone call.

"Izuku?" Katsuki answers on the first ring. "Is everything ok?"

"No!" Izuku closes his bedroom door. "What's all this?"

"What's what?"

"The clothes!"

"Oh! Wow she's fast," Katsuki says, impressed. "Those are just the things I thought fit you well."

"But," Izuku looks inside the bags on his bed. "There must be everything I tried on in there."

"You looked good in everything," Katsuki answers. "Sue me!"

"Kacchaaan..."

"Don't /Kacchaaan/ me," Katsuki laughs. "Our deal says I can spoil you."

"Yes but," Izuku digs in one of the bags. "What am I supposed to do with a crushed velvet CAPE?!"

"Wear it this fall when it gets cold?"

Izuku glares at the cape in silence.

"Well we can't return it, so," Katsuki continues after a moment. "Use it as a blanket? Or give it to a friend?"

Izuku doesn't know how to answer to that.

"Oh! I also got you a few of those silk robes," Katsuki adds. "You looked damn good in that."

Izuku squeaks. "But they weren't even for sale!?"

"You're welcome," Katsuki answers, obviously proud of himself.

"T-thank you."

"See you on Friday?"

"...Yes."

"Ok," Katsuki says. "Let me know if you need anything else. Aoyama has your measurements, he said he could..."

"NO!!!" Izuku blurts out. "I'm good for a while, thank you."

Katsuki laughs and wishes him a good night.

~~~💋~~~

Ochako helps him go through the bags of clothes, sorting then in "might wear", "won't wear", and "what even is this" piles.

After an hour, Izuku sits on his bed exhausted.

"This is going to be a theme with him isn't it?" he says with a sigh.

She nods and pets the soft cape. "I don't know why you're surprised," she says trying it on. "The guy's filthy rich. Obviously /spoiling/ doesn't mean the same to him as it does you."

He groans and let's himself fall on the bed.

"You can keep that too," he says pointing at the cape.

She spins around in it, looking at herself in the mirror. "I could probably wear it for Halloween. Maybe I'll dress up as a fancy witch."

Izuku snorts.

"Have you tried talking to him about it?" she says folding the cape.

"Yes," he groans. "He said he's allowed to spoil me as per our contract."

"Then enjoy it!" she playfully smacks his leg.

"But I..."

"No!" she says lifting a finger to shush him. "You are the /only/ person I know who would dare find something wrong with this." She points to the clothes. "He /wants/ to spoil you. He can totally afford it. And he has a nice dick. You're living the dream babe."

Izuku buries his face in his pillow. "I guess I AM an escort now," he says, his voice muffled.

"And what's wrong with that?" she challenges.

He lifts his head from the pillow.

"He's paying you for your time," she adds. "When you think about it, it's just a job."

Izuku sighs, not entirely convinced.

Katsuki wasn't like most other clients he met at the club. He was respectful, always interested in what he was talking about, no matter how weird the subject was. He never judged or treated him like an object either.

He was kind and funny... But the man never asked him out. He only called to ask about his working hours. Nothing more.

Izuku's heart pinched.

"You should be thankful," she continues. "It could be way worse. He could be an old wrinkly dude asking to pinch your bubble butt every day."

"I guess you're right." He chuckles.

"So. Enjoy. It." She sits next to him. "You deserve it," she adds soflty. "You have a lot more time to study. You don't need to worry about bills for awhile, and," she says moving green curls away from his eyes. +

+"If it means your homegirl gets some sweet leftovers once in a while, then it's even better!"

He laughs and playfully pushes her away.

~~~💋~~~

Friday morning, Izuku receives a text right before his first class.

K: Are you still available later today?

Izuku looks down at his phone and chews his lip, somewhat dreading what crazy scheme the businessman has planned for them this time.

I: Yes.

(Kacchan is typing...)

Then nothing.

(Kacchan is typing...)

Then nothing again.

This goes on for a few minutes.

Izuku raises an eyebrow. Maybe Katsuki's busy at work?

~~~💋~~~

At the other end.

Katsuki's sitting in his office, staring at the ceiling.

"Everything ok?" comes Kirishima's voice from the door. "They're ready for you in the conference room."

"Yeah," Katsuki nods and stands. "Are you seriously going to wear that tie?!" he says glaring at the bright red atrocity hanging around his CEOs neck.

"Kaminari said it brings out my eyes," Kirishima grins at him and puffs out his chest.

"You shouldn't listen to that idiot," Katsuki rolls his eyes. "He's given me nothing but bad advice."

"I don't know," Kirishima tilts his head. "That Sugar Daddy thing was pretty solid."

"Shut up! No one else needs to know about that," Katsuki shushes him. "I meant the limo and the shopping ideas."

"What happened?"

"Izuku /hated/ it," Katsuki groans. "He was more excited about a fucking burger joint than the clothes I bought him." He sighs.

"Aww," Kirishima pouts. "I thought for sure he'd like that."

"Me too! I'm seeing him again today," Katsuki looks down at his phone. "And I don't have a damn clue where to bring him."

"You could ask him," Kirishima says plainly.

Katsuki's mouth opens and closes a few times.

"Why didn't I think of that?" he grumbles and starts typing.

K: "What would you like to do?"

I: "The new Plus Ultra movie came out today. Want to go see it?"

K: "Sure. I'll pick you up at 3?"

Izuku: "Ok! 😊"

Katsuki's shoulders relax and his frown turns into a small smile.

"See? You got a smiley face," Kirishima cheers. "Good job man."

~~~💋~~~

Later that day.

Izuku walks towards the parking lot, breathing a little easier knowing that they'll be doing a normal activity this time.

He's been dieing to see that movie for months now and he hopes that Katsuki will enjoy it too.

He thanks the driver before entering the car, and immediately goes into full nerd mode on Katsuki who stares back at him in shock.

He's still talking about superheroes and villains theories by the time they arrive at the theatre.

It's the happiest Katsuki's seen him since they met, and judging by how fast he's talking, that movie must mean a lot to him.

Katsuki's not complaining though. For once, Izuku doesn't seem to hate what they're doing and he loves superhero movies too. He just... can't get more than a few words in before Izuku starts talking again.

So, Katsuki's content smiling and nodding as he opens the door for him.

"Ah," Izuku rubs the back of his neck. "I'm talking too much aren't I? Sorry. I kind of like those movies."

"Kind of?" Katsuki smirks and walks to the counter. "Don't worry about it, it's /kind of/ cute." He winks.

Izuku blushes and looks away. "Wow it's really quiet in here today," he says looking around. The place is deserted. "Are we too early?"

Katsuki shrugs and orders them drinks, popcorn, along with any other skacks Izuku happens to look at.

"Wait," Izuku looks back at the counter when they walk away. "Shouldn't we buy tickets?"

"Already done," Katsuki says walking towards the one of the viewing rooms.

A staff member approaches them and bows. "Mr. Bakugou, Mr. Midoriya, right this way please."

Izuku looks around them again and then back up at Katsuki suspiciously.

"It's an honour to have you here," the employee says, mostly in Katsuki's direction. "Please let us know when you're ready and we'll start the movie."

"Wait." Izuku stops before stepping into the room.

Katsuki plays innocent and keeps walking, thanking the employee holding the door open for them.

"How is this place /empty/ on opening day?" Izuku continues. "Omg... You rented the whole theatre?!?"

Katsuki tilts his head and turns to look at Izuku. "I own the building, so technically they rent from me. So... No?"

Izuku's speechless.

Was that man unable to do ONE normal thing in his life?

"The owner owed me a favour," Katsuki explains. "And I thought it'd be nice to not be disturbed while we watch the movie."

"Well if that's what you wanted," Izuku says throwing his hands up. "We could have just watched a movie at your place."

He blushes immediately, remembering what they did last time.

After a short pause. "This movie looks good." Katsuki says trying to change the subject.

Izuku sighs and rubs both hands over his red face . "You're just saying that to be nice to me."

"No," Katsuki resumes walking. "I've seen all his other movies."

"Oh yeah?" Izuku frowns at his back. "What's your favourite Might Man era costume?"

"That's a trick question," Katsuki says without missing a beat. "You mean All Might and it's obviously the golden era costume." He smirks at him from over his shoulder. "Nice try though."

Izuku's jaw drops and he hurries after Katsuki, immediately bombarding him with more All Might questions, thinking maybe there's hope for him after all.

~~~💋~~~

A little later

Katsuki's torn between watching the movie and stealing glances at Izuku's excited face without getting caught.

Izuku's eyes are bright, filled with amazement, and his smile... God /his smile/! It makes Katsuki melt all over again.

He doesn't remember the last time he's felt that way for someone, and he's still not sure if he should thank or punish his friends for bringing him to that stripclub.

Izuku grabs a sip of his drink and locks eyes with Katsuki.

Shit. Busted.

Katsuki returns his attention to the movie as if nothing happened.

~~~💋~~~

Once the movie ends Katsuki quickly discovers that Izuku has a /whole/ other level of nerdy excitement.

That man is WIRED.

WOW!

He's talking about the movie so fast that Katsuki has a hard time following his train of thought.

He steals a quick glance at his phone to check the time and swears under his breath.

[5 missed calls and 14 text messages.]

Not what he wanted to see.

"What's wrong?" Izuku asks feeling like the evening's vibe completely changed.

"I..." Katsuki sighs and scrolls through the texts. "Shit. Give me one second, ok? I'm really sorry."

Izuku nods as Katsuki takes a few steps away to make a call.

"Hey," Katsuki shoves his free hand down his pocket. "What happened? I thought you had this handled." There's a short pause. "You're fucking kidding. They backed out!?"

Katsuki takes a deep breath in. "No. That's not going to work. Get Todoroki, Sero, and Iida in /right now/, I'll be there soon." There's another short pause. "Don't worry about it. See you in a bit."

"You have to go back huh?" Izuku says, his excitement fading away.

"Yeah," Katsuki pockets his phone and sighs. "I can't give any details, but there's something /big/ going down and shit just hit the fan in the worst way."

Katsuki looks up with a mix of sadness and something else Izuku can't put his finger on.

"I probably won't have a lot of time to see you until it's resolved," he adds.

Izuku nods, his heart hammering against his ribs. "I understand."

"I'm /so/ sorry," Katsuki says. "I had a really great time tonight and I hate to end it like this." He sighs again. "I'll call a cab and have my driver drop you off at home."

"No no," Izuku steps towards him. "I can take the cab. It's your car after all."

"I insist." Katsuki gently touches Izuku's arm. "Please. It's the least I can do."

"...Ok." Izuku steps closer "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Oh you help more than you know," Katsuki gives him a small smile.

Izuku's chest tightens, and before he can fully process his thoughts, he closes the distance between them and wraps his arms around the blond.

Katsuki's eyebrows shoot up in surprise and he hugs him back, feeling the tension roll off of his shoulders.

Katsuki looks down into those beautiful green eyes and takes a deep breath in, committing the image to memory.

Izuku's cheeks turn a light shade of pink and he looks away, breaking their hug.

Katsuki walks him to the car, gives instructions to his driver, and watches them leave.

~~~💋~~~

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CW: Sex and drunken fun (but always with consent).

📝Notes:
- We're going to get spicy in the upcoming scenes.
- I'm working full time again, so updates might be a little slower, but I'll work hard to make it up to you all. ❤️
- QRTs appreciated 🙏

(TBC soon)
~~~💋~~~

Ok, this AU took over my life and I can't stop writing it. 😂
I tried skipping over a few non-important parts so that we can get to the /fun/ ones sooner. 😏

Let's go! 💪

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~~~💋~~~

Two weeks go by with minimal contact between them.

Izuku's finals are coming up and he doubles down on studying to change his mind, NOT because he misses Katsuki...

At least that's what he says out loud but Ochako doesn't buy it.

The few times they do speak, it's late at night, Katsuki's still at work and he sounds exhausted.

Izuku asks him to rest and he replies with a soft chuckle and a "I'll try".

But none of that stops him from spoiling Izuku, no matter how many times he's told it's unnecessary.

Katsuki sends him a new phone to replace his old one, a /huge/ poster of the new Plus Ultra movie which takes half of his bedroom wall, special ordered meals, and even rare superhero figurines in mint conditions.

And YES, Izuku tears up when he opens the package containing the first edition All Might figurine he's been admiring for /years/.

He couldn't help it.

How Katsuki got his hands on that one, he'll never know, but Izuku begrudgingly learns to accept that Katsuki is an observant, very stubborn man, and that he'll be spoiled by him no matter what he says or does.

Izuku has to admit that his gifts are getting better and better...

He certainly didn't ask to return the All Might figurine, which Katsuki secretly counts as a huge win.

~~~💋~~~

A few more days later, Izuku's having coffee in his kitchen when his phone rings.

"Hi Kacchan," he answers, happy to hear from him again.

"Morning!" Katsuki says with a yawn.

Katsuki's sleepy voice hits him just right, it's deep and husky, he could listen to it all day.

"I hope you've been resting," Izuku says glaring down at his twitching dick in betrayal.

This isn't a good time to start a voice kink!!!

Thank god Ochako's busy watching TV in the other room.

"A little bit," Katsuki admits. "I'm almost done with all this crap," he yawns again. "I got a full night of sleep this time at least."

"That's really good." Izuku fights the urge to picture Katsuki, all cozy in his bed, more than likely shirtless, or maybe even naked...

He shakes the thought away.

What is /wrong/ with him?!

"Hey uh," Katsuki hesitates. "I'm really sorry for not spending any time with you lately."

"It's fine Kacchan, really. I understand," Izuku says. "There's a long weekend coming up, you should use that time to recharge."

"About that," Katsuki says. "You don't have any classes from Friday to Monday right?"

"That's right," Izuku raises an eyebrow.

"I have a meeting out of town this weekend and was wondering if you'd like to join me."

"Kacchan," Izuku nearly chokes on his coffee. "I don't think it's appropriate for me to go in a business meeting with you."

"No it wouldn't," Katsuki chuckles. "I have a few to go to but they shouldn't last very long, so I figured you could sightsee or relax in the hotel while I'm working," he explains. "And when I'm done, we can do whatever you want."

"Where are you going?" Izuku asks.

"Paris," Katsuki yawns again. "The place my secretary booked has two bedrooms, so you'd have your own, and she said she could easily find us a tour guide."

"Paris," Izuku repeats, eyes wide in disbelief. "As in FRANCE?"

"Yeah, I think you'd like it," Katsuki says groaning as he stretches. "It's nice this time of year. The food's great too."

"You," Izuku pauses to gather his thoughts. "You want to bring ME... to PARIS... for the long weekend?!"

"If you want to. You wouldn't have to worry about tickets or anything, I'll..."

"Ow!" Izuku suddenly shouts.

"Are you ok?" Katsuki says, worried. "What happened?"

Izuku turns around to see Ochako, her other slipper in hand, ready to toss that one at his head too.

"Izuku Midoriya," she whisper shouts. "You better say yes."

"Izuku?" Katsuki calls out.

"Sorry," he says staring at Ochako who's angrily staring back at him. "My roommate... dropped something. I'm ok."

"Are you sure?" Katsuki doesn't sound convinced.

"Yes, she's very clumsy," he says as she walks closer, pointing her slipper at him. "And I'd... I'd love to go to Paris with you," he adds trying to swat it out of her hand.

"You would?" Katsuki says a little surprised. "T-that's great! I'll make all the arrangements then."

"Ok," Izuku bends down to grab the first slipper she threw at him. "I can't wait!"

They hang up and Izuku spins to face Ochako, wielding the slipper like a sword. "Why???"

"I've always /dreamed/ of going to Paris, there's no way I was letting you screw this up," she says ready to defend herself. "You'll thank me later."

He squints and lunges at her.

"You better take lots of pictures," she shouts, laughing as she runs away.

~~~💋~~~

Thursday evening, Katsuki helps Izuku load his luggage in the car and they make their way to the airport.

The driver takes them to a secluded parking lot further away from the main entrance and they go through a gate with guards on either side of it.

Izuku shakes his head, not surprised that Katsuki isn't doing things the "normal" way again, but his jaw hits the floor when he notices they're now ON the tarmac.

He turns in his seat looking at all the parked planes and airport employees walking around.

"Where are..." Izuku's question dies on his tongue as they approach a black and orange jet with stairs set up to get into it.

"Is that..." Izuku points to it.

"Yep." Katsuki nods. "That's our ride."

"You have a thing for orange huh?" Izuku says as he climbs the jet's stairs.

"That obvious?" Katsuki laughs when Izuku dead pans and points to the ridiculous jet. "Ok, maybe a little."

The pilot, Mr. Kise, is waiting for them inside. He introduces himself and the crew members who will be taking care of them during the flight.

Izuku turns around to look for his seat and his eyebrows shoot up.

The "seats" on the left are large black leather chairs with orange accents, setup around black marble tables, and on the right is a row of light grey sofas covered in throw pillows.

From the carpet to ceiling, everything /screams/ luxury.

He's still frozen in place when Katsuki asks him where he'd like to sit.

"I didn't know planes could look like /this/," Izuku says shocked.

"I know it seems over the top," Katsuki says taking a seat at one of the tables. "But when you travel a lot, it's nice to be comfortable."

Izuku sits next to him. "I guess that makes sense."

"The pilot said we'll be taxiing in 10 minutes." One of the crew members says. "Can I get you two something to drink while we wait?"

"A scotch please," Katsuki says.

"J-just water for me," Izuku says shyly. "Please."

He's not used to having people wait on him like this. Katsuki makes it look so easy.

He takes a deep breath in, wondering how anyone can get used to a life like that.

~~~💋~~~

Right before takeoff.

Izuku jumps in his seat when the pilot makes an announcement over the intercom letting them know they'll be taking off in 2 minutes.

"Nervous?" Katsuki asks. "Is this your first time flying?"

Izuku swallows and nods.

Katsuki leans towards him and takes his hand.

Izuku lets out a shaky breath and squeezes Katsuki's hand. "Thank you."

The engines rumble and they start moving.

Izuku shuts his eyes and Katsuki squeezes his hand back, whispering encouraging words until they're high up in the air.

~~~💋~~~

Halfway into their flight, they settle into a comfortable silence.

Katsuki's working away on his laptop while Izuku watches a movie to distract himself from how high they are right now.

He looks over and frowns, noticing the dark circles under Katsuki's eyes. If all of his "vacations" are like this, no wonder he looks so tired.

Sure, Katsuki has money and everything he could dream of, but he works so hard that he doesn't really get to enjoy it, does he?

The man's going to Paris but won't get to fully enjoy that either.

Izuku looks at him again more carefully, wondering if he could somehow manage to make him relax and have some fun while they're there.

Isn't that what "Sugar Babies" do? Get paid outrageous amounts of money to make someone happy? And since this is his job now, he might as well do it right, no?

He bites the inside of his cheek and returns his attention to the movie, determined to find a way to spoil Katsuki back.

~~~💋~~~

Way too many hours later they finally check-in at the hotel.

It's late. It's dark. And they're both exhausted.

The plane ride took more out of Izuku than he anticipated and Katsuki looks just as bad.

Once in the suite Izuku's jaw drops, yet again. At this point, he's half expecting to dislocate it if this continues...

There are beautiful paintings, plants and statues everywhere.

Seriously, what is it with rich people and statue?! He'll have to ask Katsuki one day.

There's a full kitchen and large livingroom area, the bathroom has the largest bathtub he's ever seen, and each bedroom has a king size bed.

This suite is fit for KINGS.

Katsuki excuses himself to take a shower while Izuku continues to explore the suite, muttering to himself as he takes it all in.

He finds a bottle of red wine in the kitchen and pours two glasses just as Katsuki comes back from his shower.

"Here," Izuku hands him one of the glasses and clinks them together. "To Paris?"

"To Paris," Katsuki repeats and takes a sip looking at him with surprise.

Izuku sips from his glass, studying Katsuki carefully.

He smiles to himself as a plan begins to form in his head.

~~~💋~~~

The next morning Izuku wakes up alone, finding a note that Katsuki left for him next to the coffee machine.

It lists the times of his meetings, along with phone numbers for a tour guide, a translator, and the hotel manager in case he needs anything.

And at the bottom it says that he left him a card to "buy anything he wants".

Izuku's brow pinches in confusion. He lifts the paper and jumps back a step.

There... on the counter... rests a black credit card with /his name/ embossed on it in gold letters.

"Holy shit. Ok... Ok... Wooow!" he says looking at it for a long moment before picking it up.

He holds it delicately in his hands as if it might break.

Izuku's heart hammers in his chest as he slides the card in his wallet.

He takes a deep breath in. Well... the good news is, his plan just became a lot easier now.

He changes and he goes on to explore Paris on his own, a smile tugging at his lips.

-[Sugar Baby mode activated]-

~~~💋~~~

Later in the afternoon Izuku comes back to the hotel with a few bags in hand right around when Katsuki's meetings is scheduled to end.

He pauses when he hears the shower turn off and panics. Oh no, Katsuki must have finished early.

He rushes to hide one of the bags in his bedroom, leaving the rest on the kitchen counter, and slips back in the livingroom just in time.

"Hey you're back!" Katsuki walks in the kitchen changed in casual clothes and drying his hair with a towel. "How's Paris treating you?"

"It's amazing," Izuku says trying not to sound out of breath. "I found a market close by with all kinds of shops and bakeries. Oh, speaking of..." He digs into one of his bags. "I brought some back for you. Sit down, I'll make you a plate."

Katsuki stops walking and blinks at him in surprise. Izuku bought /him/ something?

He silently sits at a stool in the kitchen and watches Izuku, not too sure what to do with himself.

Izuku gives him a plate with a few different pastries on it and happily tells him about everything he saw.

He also shows him what he bought, mostly souvenirs for his friends and some clothes.

Katsuki can't help but smile as he eats the delicious desserts, relieved to see that Izuku had a great time.

He was worried Izuku only agreed to come with him because of their contract, that he would be bored or lonely while he works, but he's glad to be wrong.

He's impressed that Izuku went out on his own, no translator or tour guide, in a country he doesn't even speak the language of.

"That's remarkable," Katsuki says once he's done talking about his day. "Sounds like you had fun."

"I did," Izuku smiles at him and takes his empty plate to put it in the sink.

"Do you have enough energy to do something else?" Katsuki asks.

"I sure do," Izuku smirks.

"We could visit the Louvres."

"Oh uh," Izuku tries to think of an excuse. "I walked by it on my way back and there was a /huge/ line. Maybe we should try going earlier tomorrow?"

"Oh don't worry," Katsuki grabs his phone and unlocks it. "Our tour guide said he could get us in whenever we're ready."

"Actually," Izuku rushes to stop him. "My feet are /killing/ me, and I'd love to sit down before we have dinner."

"Oh." Katsuki's smile disappears. "Ok."

"My finals start next week," he adds hating how sad Katsuki looks. "I need to study at least a little bit, otherwise I won't be able to relax later."

That was a big fat lie.

He's totally ready for the exams, but he hopes Katsuki doesn't know that, and he puts on a fake serious face for good measure.

"Yeah of course," Katsuki says with a nod. "I can work while you study. Then we can go out for dinner."

"Perfect!" Izuku fights back the urge to grin.

Victory!

~~~💋~~~

Katsuki pulls out his laptop to work alongside Izuku at the dining table, and after twenty minutes of watching the blond frown and grumble at the screen, Izuku decides its time.

He walks over to the balcony and pauses to take a breath.

The weather's perfect, the sun's setting over the city and he can see the Eiffel tower not far from them.

There's even a man playing the violin outside.

How much more romantic could Paris get?!

Izuku's heart does flips in his chest and he finally understands why they call it "the city of love".

He'll be sure to thank Katsuki properly for bringing him here.

He looks back in the room to see the frowning man still completely focused on his laptop.

He smirks and sneaks into his bedroom unnoticed.

~~~💋~~~

Not long after...

"Still working?" Izuku says slowly walking towards him.

Katsuki looks up... and forgets how to breathe.

Izuku's standing a few feet away from him, wearing orange lace lingerie that leaves /nothing/ up for imagination and... of course, Katsuki chuckles, Izuku's wearing his favourite tie around his neck.

Izuku takes slow steps forward and closes Katsuki's laptop. "I think it's time for a break," he says siting in the blond's lap with a smirk. "Unless you'd rather keep working?" he teases.

"Fuck no," Katsuki whispers, taking in the sight before him. He runs his hands over smooth skin and soft fabric. "Wow!" Katsuki's voice is deep and filled with lust. "You look damn good in orange."

"Thank you!" Izuku lifts his chin up with pride. "I found a /special/ little shop while exploring," he adds wiggling in his lap.

"Is that so?" Katsuki hums at the thought of Izuku in a sex shop checking out toys and trying on outfits. "Damn, I wish I could have been there."

Izuku nods and leans forward to press a soft kiss on his lips. He peppers kisses up Katsuki's jaw and stops at his ear.

"Put your hands behind the chair for me," Izuku whispers while undoing his tie.

Katsuki lets out a shaky breath and nods, gladly doing as he's told. If this is anything like the first time they met...

"Mmm, /such/ a good boy," Izuku purrs.

Katsuki lets out a long drawn out moan at the praise. He's in /all kinds/ of trouble now.

"You're going to sit back and relax while I do all the work." Izuku winks down at him. "Ok?"

Katsuki swallows hard and nods. He LOVES when Izuku gets bossy. The tent rapidly growing in his pants is proof of that.

Izuku stands and walks behind him, using the orange tie to bind his wrists together. Then he smooths his hands over Katsuki's shoulders to massage them.

"So tense," he whispers in Katsuki's blushing ear, smiling when he sees him shiver. "You've been working so hard. You deserve a little fun, don't you?"

Katsuki leans his head back into Izuku and nods, humming in approval.

Izuku sits back in his lap and grinds down on the very obvious erection. "You're this hard already? I'm flattered."

"With you around," Katsuki huffs. "It's impossible not to be."

"Aw," Izuku chuckles and rubs a hand over Katsuki's chest. "I better take responsibility then."

Izuku runs his hands through Katsuki's hair and grabs a fistful of it to pull his head back, causing the blond to release a broken moan.

He looks down into burning red eyes, feeling Katsuki's cock twitching through his pants, and he locks their lips together for a deep kiss.

Izuku pulls harder on blond locks and leaves a trail of kisses down his jaw, then his neck.

Katsuki leans forward, desperate to feel more of Izuku's hot mouth on him.

"So eager," Izuku teases.

He let's go of Katsuki's hair and rolls his hips into him, rubbing their hard cocks together through the fabric.

He locks eyes with Katsuki and caresses his own chest, paying close attention to his nipples, pinching them with a moan.

Katsuki groans and flexes in the chair, wishing he could touch him. He pushes his hips up into Izuku, staring at him hungrily.

"You know," Izuku smooths his hands over the lingerie he's wearing. "This isn't the only thing I bought." He smirks.

"Oh yeah?" Katsuki licks his lips, eyes darkening, so looking forward to this. "What else did you get?"

Izuku stands up and turns around, slowly bending down to offer Katsuki a good view of his plump ass.

The air punches out of Katsuki's lungs when he sees a flower shaped buttplug comfortably nestled between Izuku's ass cheeks.

"Is... Is that glass?" he asks mesmerized by how the light catches on it.

The plug is transparent enough to give him a view /inside/ Izuku and he feels like his cock might spring right out of his pants.

Izuku slides a hand over his ass, pausing to press on the plug, moaning as his hole flexes around it.

"Holy fuck," Katsuki whines at the sight of Izuku moving it slowly in and out of himself.

When Izuku pulls it out, Katsuki's eyes widen. The butt plug was much bigger than he thought, more like a dildo than a usual butt plug.

Izuku puts it away and sits back in Katsuki's lap, pressing their lips together again.

Without breaking the kiss, he leans back and slips three fingers inside his fluttering hole to stretch himself further.

Katsuki hisses a curse at the wet sounds and the soft needy moans Izuku lets out in his mouth.

That has to be the hottest thing he's ever seen Izuku do.

Once fully stretched, Izuku gives Katsuki a wicked grin. He lifts the blond's shirt up and over his head, trapping his arms further back and popping his chest out.

He hums and gropes Katsuki's defines pecs and abs, savouring the sight before turning his attention lower.

He unzips Katsuki's pants and frees his cock, giving it a few pumps before leaning over to grab a condom hidden in his pencil case.

"Is that what I think it is?" Katsuki asks eyes fixed on the square wrapper.

Izuku bites his lower lip and nods. "I got tested last week," he adds. "Since, you know... our contract says to."

Katsuki realizes /exactly/ what's about to happen and he leans forward as much as he can to kiss Izuku passionately.

"Me too," he breaks the kiss and leans back to catch his breath. "A few weeks ago."

Butterflies begin to form in Izuku's stomach.

He holds Katsuki's cock with one hand and rips the condom wrapper open with his teeth.

"So," Izuku pauses before unrolling it on him. "You're good with this?"

"Yes, fuck yes." Katsuki nods frantically. Like he'd ever say no to Izuku.

Izuku turns around and pushes his lace thong aside, lining up with Katsuki's cock.

He lowers himself slowly, taking it inch by inch, loving how good the stretch feels.

"It's b-been a while since I've had decent sex," Izuku moans out once fully seated. He leans his back against Katsuki's chest, leaning his head further until he can look at him. "And I plan on /thoroughly/ enjoying myself."

"Mmm, hell yeah. Go for it," Katsuki growls and pushes his hips up into Izuku, gaining a surprised high pitch moan out of him.

Izuku lifts his hips up and then back down, establishing a slow teasing rhythm while rubbing his chest under the lacy fabric.

Katsuki groans and moans loudly, unable to do much more than watch as Izuku uses him to please himself, his cock twitching wildly at the thought of being his toy.

"You feel /sooo/ good baby," he whispers in Izuku's ear.

"Aaah." Izuku speeds up, his eyes half lidded.

The room quickly fills with wet sounds and lewd moans as Izuku rides Katsuki faster and faster, his own cock bouncing on his stomach.

"I'm... I'm close," Izuku's voice cracks.

"Yes, that's it baby," Katsuki says breathing heavily. "Fuck yourself on me. Use my cock to make you cum.",

Izuku's eyes close and his hips stutter at those words.

Katsuki lifts his hips up and starts to fuck up into him, determined to make Izuku cum.

He breaks free of the tie, and grabs Izuku's waist, guiding him up and down even faster.

"Oooh shit," Izuku's eyes snap open."Yes, yes, right there, more, p-please."

Katsuki brings him down hard, driving his cock in deep, again, and again.

"Aaaah. I'm cuming!" Izuku's legs shake and his fingers dig into Katsuki's thighs as he spills on his stomach.

Katsuki buries his cock into him and moans as Izuku's tight ass clenches around him. He turns his head to kiss Izuku as he fills up the condom.

Then, he brings his arms up to wrap Izuku in a tight hug as they sit there for a few minutes to catch their breath.

Izuku squeezes Katsuki's forearm. "I need to learn how to make better knots huh?" He chuckles.

Katsuki shakes his head and peppers kisses on his shoulder, cock softening inside him.

Izuku relaxes into his arms, soaking in the warmth radiating off Katsuki.

He turns his head to look into gentle red eyes. "The rest of the condoms are in my room," he whispers with a smile.

Katsuki lifts him up and carries him to the bedroom.

~~~💋~~~

Katsuki carefully puts Izuku down on the bed, then removes the used condom and his clothes as fast as he can, not wanting to spend another second apart from him.

Izuku rolls on his stomach to reach for the box of condoms in his nightstand and yelps when two large hands grope his ass, holding him in place.

"Not so fast baby," Katsuki purrs, spreading Izuku's legs open with his knees. "There's something I've been wanting to do for a long time first."

Izuku looks at him in confusion. "What do you... Aaaaah!" His question's cut short by a hot tongue licking its way up from his inner thigh to his hole. "Oooh, yes."

He pushes his ass up, pressing it into Katsuki's face, needing more.

Katsuki happily obliges, spreading his ass further apart to dive deeper, licking his rim and moving his tongue in and out as far as it can reach.

"You're fucking delicious," Katsuki says, kissing his way up Izuku's back, pressing his body down on the smaller man when he reaches his neck. "I could eat you out all night."

Izuku moans and pushes his hips up to meet Katsuki's. "This hard again already huh?" he chuckles.

"With you like this," he says rubbing his lips on Izuku's ear. "It's /never/ going down," Katsuki reaches for the condoms with a smug face. "Were you looking for those?"

Izuku takes a condom out of the box and tosses it in Katsuki's face. "You're a brat," he laughs. "What am I going to do with you?"

Katsuki hums in his ear and presses his cock right between Izuku's wet ass cheeks.

"More like, what am /I/ going to do with /you/," he corrects him, his voice low and husky.

"Earlier, you said it's been a while since you were fucked properly," Katsuki continues, getting up on his knees to put on the condom. "Let's fix that," he adds with a smirk.

Izuku looks over his shoulder and his heart speeds up. Katsuki licks his teeth like he's about to devour him, eyes dark and eager.

A shiver runs up and down Izuku's entire body.

Katsuki's never taken control like this before, and damn... he likes it. His dick twitches at the thought of being manhandled by him.

His plan was a success. He finally got Katsuki to let loose. And what a beautiful victory it was.

Katsuki grabs Izuku's hips and lifts them up, leaving his face firmly pressed into the matress.

"Mmm, what a view," Katsuki says lining up.

Izuku lets out a choked moan.

The head of Katsuki's cock slides up and down the slick crack and Izuku whines, arching his back even more.

"What's wrong baby?" Katsuki teases.

"Please," Izuku moans, wiggling his ass for emphasis, trying to rile Katsuki up even more.

"Please... what?" he tightens his grip around plump hips.

"Pleaseee," Izuku lets out with a desperate whine. "Fuck me. Hard. I need... I need your cock inside me. /Please/," he begs, his voice broken and needy.

"Fuuuuck," Katsuki groans. Hearing Izuku beg wrecks him in the most beautiful way.

He pushes the tip of his cock against Izuku's quivering hole and hums when it slides in effortlessly.

He thrusts the rest of the way in with one smooth push, staying deep inside as Izuku squeezes around him.

"Aaah," Izuku moans under him. "Yes, YES, please. More."

Katsuki pulls back and snaps his hips forward, hard.

"You're /gorgeous/ like this." He pulls out almost all the way and gives Izuku a few shallow thrusts, smirking when the needy man pushes back onto his cock.

S-stop teasing, aaaah," Izuku gasps as Katsuki sinks back into him without warning.

"You want a good fuck huh? Want me to be rough?" Izuku nods, cheek rubbing against the mattress. "Anything you want baby," he purrs.

Katsuki thrusts into him hard and deep, again and again, hammering against his prostate without rest.

In no time, Izuku's reduced to a moaning drooling mess as Katsuki fucks him senseless from behind, hands squeezing him hard enough to bruise.

He's barely coherent enough to notice when Katsuki flips him over onto his back, his legs resting on the blond's shoulders as he continues thrusting into him, relentless.

Katsuki leans down for a kiss, folding Izuku in half, hips smacking against his ass hard enough to turn them a delicious shade of red.

"Aaah, yes," Izuku moans loud, not caring if anyone can hear them, and they definitely can. "S-so good, K-Kacchan. I'm... I'm getting close."

Katsuki can feel his own orgasm coiling up, and he bites down on his tongue to distract himself, desperately wanting Izuku to cum first.

"There, right there," Izuku shouts. "Oh fuck yes, please Daddy," he whines. "I'm going to cum."

Katsuki's mind turns to mush at being called /Daddy/ and he smashes their lips together.

"Cum for me baby," he growls speeding up. "/My/ baby."

Izuku's back arches off the bed and he cums /hard/, eyes rolling back with a broken moan, nails digging into Katsuki's back.

Katsuki thrusts into him a few more times and drops his forehead on Izuku's shoulder as he cums deep inside him, completely spent and out of breath.

He shakily pushes himself up to his knees and stretches Izuku's legs on either side of him, massaging them back to life as Izuku slowly recovers.

"You ok?" he asks, watching Izuku lazily blink up at him, and he chuckles when a weak "Mmhmm," is the only answer he gets.

"Don't move," he says pressing a kiss to Izuku's forehead. "I'll be right back."

Izuku closes his eyes as a warm blanket is gently placed over him and he hears footsteps fading away, then water running in the next room.

He opens his eyes and yawns when Katsuki returns, struggling to stay awake.

Wow, he didn't expect the afterglow to hit him this hard.

"I'm drawing you a hot bath," Katsuki says siting on the bed beside him. He pushes a strand of hair away from Izuku's eyes. "Do you need help getting into it?"

Izuku nods and stands on weak legs but is quickly scooped up by Katsuki's strong arms and carried to the bathroom.

Katsuki' eyes soften, unable to stop smiling at how adorable Izuku looks all tired like that.

His smile widens. He must have done a good job then.

Izuku leans his head on Katsuki's shoulder as he's helped out of his soiled lingerie, muttering a muffled thank you.

Katsuki checks the water's temperature before helping Izuku into the tub one leg at a time.

Once sitting in it, Izuku holds onto him and mutters something.

"Hmm?" Katsuki says leaning closer.

"S'big enough for two," Izuku repeats. "Come in with me."

"I was going to shower after you but," Katsuki smiles. "Ok."

Izuku scoots up to leave Katsuki enough room to slide into the hot water behind him and then leans back onto his chest.

Katsuki wraps his arms around him and rests his chin into green curls, sighing happily.

He can't remember the last time he did something like this. Something so... calming and romantic.

After a long moment spent enjoying the much needed warmth, Katsuki slowly begins to wash them both, careful to not get water in Izuku's eyes.

His heart melts at the soft noises Izuku makes as he lathers and rinces every inch of his soft skin.

He massages Izuku's legs and back, happy to feel him relax under his fingers.

Once they're clean he helps the sleepy Izuku out, wraps him up in a large towel, and carries him to his bed where they fall asleep spooning under a warm blanket.

What he wouldn't give to have this every night...

~~~💋~~~

(TBC very soon)
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Izuku wakes up and stretches in the bed, smiling when his sore body reminds him of what happened the night before.

He turns around to wrap himself in Katsuki's arms... but the other half of the bed is cold and empty.

Katsuki's gone, and now so is his smile.

Of course he's at work. Izuku sighs. That's all the man does.

He knew his plan would be short lived but he hoped that...

What DID he hope for exactly?

Izuku flops on his back and stares at the ceiling. Is this what life with Katsuki is like? Amazing moments followed by empty ones?

He gets up and finds clean comfortable clothes in his bedroom, ignoring the overflow of emotions brewing inside of him, and the mess Katsuki and him made of his bed.

He starts the coffee machine and wipes a tear away.

"This is stupid," he mumbles. "WHY am I crying?"

He grabs a cup and slams it on the counter.

It's not like he expected Katsuki to stop /everything/ to be with him.

All they did was have sex, twice, followed by a /really/ nice bath... then they fell asleep together and... it all felt so... so...

Oh no. No, no, no.

He can't start having /feelings/ for Katsuki. No. No way!

Izuku covers his face with both hands. How could he be so dumb?

Is he really falling in love with someone who explicitly said they had NO time for relationships? Someone who /pays/ him to spend time with them? Someone who could get /anyone/ they want.

WHY would Katsuki love him back anyway? He's just a university student. The only reason they even met was because he happened to visit the stupid stripclub that one night...

Izuku gave him his number, but Katsuki only called him back asking what his hours were at the club.

If Katsuki wanted more, he would have asked him out on a date.

Izuku wipes tears away from his eyes and takes a deep breath.

Katsuki... is just a job.

He takes a shaky breath in, and lets it out slowly.

Katsuki's doesn't see him this way. He wants his company, NOT his heart.

He wipes another tear and pours himself a cup of coffee.

~~~💋~~~

(This next part was sponsored by @sarcastielx. ❤️ Thank you for commissioning me.)

~~~💋~~~

In no mood to go out, Izuku spends the rest of the day relaxing in the hotel suite.

He checks in the fridge and makes himself a sandwich with a glass of wine, because... why not? He's on vacation.

He eats on the balcony, enjoying the view, while /accidentally/ drinking the entire bottle of wine.

"Oops," he says pouring the last drop of it in his glass.

He stands on wobbly legs and goes to lay down in Katsuki's bed, hoping the world will stop spinning soon.

He grabs his phone and pouts. 2 more hours until Katsuki's back.

All the emotions in his head are mixing together and he /hates/ it. He's confused, happy, sad, lonely...

Why is this so complicated? How do people do this kind of thing without catching feelings for one another???

And HOW is Katsuki fine with all of this? Does he not have a heart?!

It's not fair!

This is all HIS fault. Katsuki's the one who roped him into this messed up arrangement.

How DARE he?

Izuku stands up, determined.

Katsuki needs to suffer too.

~~~💋~~~

Katsuki's phone vibrates in his pocket.

He pulls it out to check it while the people around him in the conference room keep talking.

I: Heyyy Kacchan! 💋 R you still in you're borning meettting??,!.

He tilts his head and stares at the text, not too sure what to make of it. It's not like Izuku to text him while he's at work.

Maybe something happened?

K: Are you ok?

I: Yessss! I'm find. The wine is GOOOOOOOD! 🍷👍👍👍

Well that explains it. Katsuki brings a hand up to hide his smile. Even drunk Izuku manages to be cute.

K: How much wine did you have?

I: I dunno. All of it? I'm alllll alone here. 😔 It's lonelyyyyy.

K: I'm sorry, I'll be done soon.

I: Prommissed?

K: Yes I promise.

I: Soooo.. Whaaat do I to do whith this untilll you cum bakc? [image attached]

Katsuki clicks on the image and chokes on his spit. He quickly pockets his phone and excuses himself from the meeting.

Iida stares at Katsuki as he exits the conference room, leaving their biggest client behind without an explanation.

"Are you alright?" Iida asks, following Katsuki as he practically jogs away.

"I'm fine," Katsuki waves him off. "Let's take a break, ok? I'll... I'll be right back!"

Iida nods and frowns before returning to the conference room.

Katsuki rushes to the closest bathroom and closes the door behind him.

He unlocks his phone, feeling his cock throb at the sight of Izuku wearing one of his shirts, and ONLY his shirt, hand holding the base of his hard leaking cock... in his bed.

He looks around to make sure no one's in the bathroom with him and he calls Izuku.

"Hi Kacchaaaan," Izuku giggles. "Did you miss meeee?"

"Izuku you..." Katsuki's torn between laughing and being upset. "You can't send me pictures like that when I'm working."

"Awwww," Izuku whines. "I thought you liked my dick."

"I do," Katsuki says, honestly not knowing what else to say. How does one deal with a drunk and horny Izuku?

"Sooo," Izuku says, his voice low. "Are you gunna help me?"

"Uuh," Katsuki looks at the bathroom door that could swing open at any moment. "Can I make it up to you when I get back?"

Izuku perks up. "What are you gonna to do to me /Daddy/?" he purrs.

Katsuki's brain short circuits at that word again and he's half convinced he has a daddy kink now, but two can play thay game.

"Mmm, now that's not fair baby," he counters.

Izuku lets out a breathy moan that shoots straight down to his cock.

SHIT. This is not the time or the place to get an erection.

He can hear Izuku's breathing getting louder and a faint shlick shlick sound in the background.

He looks down at the floor and closes his eyes. Izuku's masturbating in his bed... while he's stuck at work.

What a cruel world he lives in.

He's tempted to ditch this meeting and run back to the hotel. But he /can't/.

Fuck.

Iida's going to kill him.

"You're going to get me in trouble." He locks the bathroom door and lowers his voice so no one hears him.

"Aaaah," Izuku moans. "It's so hot when you talk like that."

"Is that so?" Katsuki continues. "Think you can cum just from my voice?"

"Mmhmm," Izuku hums into the phone.

"Then be good and stroke that cock for me baby," Katsuki continues keeping his voice low. "Nice long strokes from base to tip, that's it, just like that," he adds hearing Izuku's breathing getting faster. "How does it feel? Tell me."

"Yes, soooo good Daddy," Izuku moans loudly. "I want more."

"When I get back," Katsuki growls. "I'm going to pin you down and suck that sexy cock until you cum with my fingers deep inside you pressing that sweet spot that makes you scream."

"I-I'd rather have your cock inside me," Izuku struggles to speak. "Come fuck me again Kacchan. I n-need you."

"Oh I want to baby, and I will the second I can get out of here." Katsuki bites his lip hard, ignoring the growing erection in his pants. "Right now, I want you to cum for me. Cum in /my/ bed, wearing /my/ shirt, and I want to hear you say /my/ name. Cum for me."

"Aaaaah, Kacchan," Izuku speeds up. "I'm c-cuming Kacchaaan."

"Good baby," Katsuki purrs. "You're so good for me."

There's a knock at the door.

"Is everything alright in there Katsuki?" Iida asks.

"I'm fine," Katsuki swears under his breath. "I'll be there in a minute."

"Let me guess," Izuku sighs. "You have to go?"

Katsuki's heart sinks at the way Izuku speaks. "Yes, I'm sorry. I'll finish things here quickly, ok?"

"Yeah... sure," Izuku says before hanging up.

~~~💋~~~

When Katsuki returns to the hotel, he finds Izuku curled up in a pile of blankets on the sofa.

"I'm never drinking again," he mumbles from under the blankets.

"I'll makes you some herbal tea," Katsuki chuckles. "It'll help you feel better."

"No," Izuku pushes himself off the sofa and looks away. "I'm... I'm going to bed."

"Ok," Katsuki frowns. "Do you want me to get you some pain killers?"

Izuku shakes his head and bites his lower lip.

"I just need some sleep," he looks back at Katsuki with a fake smile, pushing his emotions down, /way/ down. "Good night!"

"Good night," Katsuki echos watching Izuku close the door to his bedroom.

~~~💋~~~

CW: Angst

{Attention all passengers, this is your pilot speaking}
We're about to get some turbulence. There's an angst storm in the distance and we're headed right for it.
(with a happy ending of course)
Put on your seatbelts. 🥰👍

~[The Top]~

https://twitter.com/fluffy_nsfw/status/1301141950016499712?s=19

~~~💋~~~

The next morning, Izuku's still sleeping when Katsuki wakes up.

He quietly drinks his coffee in the kitchen while staring at Izuku's bedroom door.

Should he check on him before leaving? Or should let him rest...

His phone vibrates on the counter and he rolls his eyes when he notices who sent it.

Iida: Despite you almost ruining everything yesterday, the client finally signed.

K: For the last time, I chocked on my coffee! I got it done, it's all that matters.

Iida: Luckily I was there to do damage control. You're welcome.

K: Oh fuck off!

Iida: Try not to ruin anything at the party tonight.

He pockets his phone without replying and takes another sip of his coffee, muttering a string of curses.

Who did four eyes think he was anyway, fucking breathing down his neck like that all of a sudden?

Last he checked, Iida's office door still said "COO" and not "President AND FOUNDER" like his.

Iida's lucky to be so damn good at his job... The man could get /anyone/ in line, but he was a pain in the ass sometimes.

He shakes his head and rinses his empty coffee cup, still cursing.

Taking a deep breath, he grabs his things and walks out the door.

One more meeting to go.

~~~💋~~~

"I'm glad we could finally agree Mrs. Yaoyorozu," Katsuki bows at the same time she does.

"So am I. We'll do great things together Mr. Bakugou, I can see it," she says walking out of the conference room with him. "Are you feeling better? Mr. Iida said you were ill yesterday."

"Oh yes, I'm fine," Katsuki nods nervously. "It was nothing serious."

She nods and smiles at him. "Well, whoever they are, I hope you invited them to tonight's party."

Katsuki freezes and stares at her in shock. "How did you...?"

"Yesterday was the first time I saw you with a genuine smile," she laughs. "And I'm certain you don't give them to just anyone. It must have been someone special."

"Ha," Katsuki blushes. "I'm sorry, I meant no disrespect to..."

She holds a hand up to stop him. "I /completely/ understand."

"No offense," Katsuki raises an eyebrow. "But I honestly doubt you do."

"We both work long hours," she says with a soft smile. "Taking breaks is a good thing," she adds with a hint of a smirk. "Besides, my wife distracts me at work often enough for me to recognize when it happens to someone else."

"Shit!" Katsuki's turns bright red. He was busted.

"If it's any consolation," she teases. "I don't think anyone else noticed."

He combs a nervous hand through his hair. Fuck, he really hopes so.

"For what it's worth, I'm glad you found someone who cares that much about you Mr. Bakugou," Yaoyorozu says.

"Oh I don't know about that," he sighs. "It's... complicated."

"Well, it takes a lot of courage to attempt to distract someone like you at such an important time," she explains with a smile.

"A lot of wine too apparently," he chuckles.

"However, what speaks louder is that they succeeded," she adds with a wink.

"Haha," he laughs nervously. "I suppose I deserve that."

"I mean no offense by the way," Yaoyorozu bows. "So please invite them tonight, on my behalf."

Katsuki takes a deep breath. He doubts Izuku would agree to that.

"I would love to meet the person who managed to make the unshakable Mr. Bakugou run out of a conference room on the eve of a merger," she says poking his forearm. "I bet my wife would /love/ them."

Katsuki laughs and shakes his head. "Alright. I'll ask him," he says with a small smile.

"You and I," Yaoyorozu smiles back at him. "We're going to get along just fine."

~~~💋~~~

Back at the hotel, Katsuki finds Izuku studying on the balcony.

"How are you feeling?" he asks joining him.

Izuku jumps a little in his seat, not expecting Katsuki to be back so early.

"I'm ok," he says wishing he meant it. "Are you done, or... did you need to go back later?"

"I'm done," Katsuki says siting next to him. "There's a party tonight to celebrate the... Well it'll be public any moment now, so I can finally tell you," he sighs with relief. "My company, GroundZero, officially bought Creati Corp. this morning. That's why I've been so busy."

"Wow!" Izuku's eyebrows shoot up. "Creati?!"

Katsuki nods and leans back in his chair.

"We've been working on this for years, and things will be really busy until we fully reorganize both companies into one. BUT," he smiles at Izuku. "I'll be able to share responsibilities with someone else this time."

"So," Izuku ponders for a second. "Does that mean you'll work less?"

"It'll take a bit of time, but eventually yes," Katsuki smiles. "There's finally a light at the end of the tunnel."

"That's incredible Kacchan," Izuku says. "You deserve it."

"Would you..." Katsuki hesitates. "Would you like to come with me tonight?" Izuku's eyes double in size and Katsuki rushes to explain the rest. "You've been formally invited by Mrs. Yaoyorozu, and we don't have to stay long, just long enough for me to talk with a few people."

Izuku's heart beats so fast he can hear it drumming in his ears. He has so many questions but one rings louder than the rest.

Was Katsuki asking him out as an escort or...

"Am I going as..." Izuku pauses, heart squeezing in his chest. "Kacchan, is this... a date?"

"Would you... be ok with that?" he asks, terrified of the answer.

Izuku nods, feeling hope bloom inside him again.

And Katsuki's smile rivals the scenery around them.

~~~💋~~~

Right after dinner, a limousine picks them up from the hotel.

"Sorry," Katsuki looks over at Izuku nervously. "I know you don't like limos. I forgot to tell Mrs. Yaoyorozu."

"It's ok," Izuku says putting a hand on Katsuki's arm. "I like them."

"But the first time you came to my place, you kind of said you /didn't/," Katsuki says puzzled.

"Well they're usually for special occasions, you know?" Izuku shrugs. "Not for ever day type of stuff."

"But," Katsuki blinks at him. "Meeting you outside of the club /was/ special."

Izuku's cheeks turn pink. "So, it... was a date then?"

"I like to think so." Katsuki smiles and opens the limousine door for him.

~~~💋~~~

The party's held in Yaoyorozu's summer house... Though from Izuku's point of view, it's more like a castle!

It's so beautiful that he doesn't know where to look.

"Is Mrs. Yaoyorozu royalty?!" he whispers to Katsuki who laughs and shakes his head.

"Welcome," Yaoyorozu says greeting them. "This, is my wife Kyouka Jirou," she adds smiling at her. "Everyone's in the backyard."

Katsuki bows first and Izuku follows right after, distracted by everything around them.

"It's nice to finally meet you Mrs. Jirou," Katsuki says "This is Izuku Midoriya, my date," his smile widens at that last word and he turns to Jirou. "Your wife told me you're a musician?"

The shorter woman perks up at that, no doubt thrilled to be asked about something else than her wife's successful business for once tonight.

"I am," she says with a big smile. "We have a studio in the East Wing where I made my latest album. France is so inspiring, isn't it?"

"Really?" Izuku chimes in, immediately bombarding her with questions about her music.

They're taken through a quick tour where every room is more museum than house.

Izuku and Jirou hit it off immediately, talking about music and various bands, laughing and chatting away.

"Looks like I was right," Yaoyorozu whispers to Katsuki while looking fondly at her wife and Izuku.

Once they reach the backyard, Izuku's anxiety spikes.

There are a LOT more people than he expected, and all eyes turn to them as they walk through the door.

Yaoyorozu and Katsuki give a short welcome speech to the crowd and they're taken through a parade of introductions, bows, and countless questions somehow mostly focused on Izuku.

Everyone wants to know about the mysterious green haired man Mr. Bakugou calls his /date/.

Izuku manages to dodge the more private subjects and is thankful when most people focus on his field of studies... which he quickly regrets.

"So," one particularly nosy man asks him. Mr. Monoma, if Izuku remembers correctly. "What specialty are you studying in?"

"I'm thinking of going in Pediatrics," Izuku sips from his glass, wishing this man would leave him alone.

"Oh, you're Pre-Med," Mr. Monoma says with a chuckle. "You're not in Medical School yet?"

"That's right." Izuku grinds his teeth and forces a smile.

Must. Stay. Polite.

"Then why are you saying you're studying to become a doctor when you haven't even been accepted into Medical School?" he says rolling his eyes at Izuku.

"What difference does it make?" Katsuki says as he joins them, his tone bordering on angry.

"He's PRE-MED," Monoma laughs loudly. "He's obviously saying that to get even /more/ attention on him."

People nearby start to turn to look at them, curious to know what the commotion is about.

Izuku wishes he could disappear. This is like highschool all over again.

"I heard something interesting today," Katsuki says with a fake smile that could easily be mistaken for a snarl. "Creati's head of accounting graduated from Harvard, top of her class," he flashes his teeth at a suddenly very concerned Monoma. "That's /your/ job too isn't it?"

Monoma nods, his smile disappearing.

"And you know, with the merger, some jobs are going to be eliminated due to redundancy," Katsuki continues. "What are /your/ qualifications again? I keep forgetting."

Katsuki stares him down and after a few intense seconds, Monoma visibly starts to sweat.

"My apologies." Monoma raises his hands with a nervous smile and walks away.

"Wow," Izuku nods. "I'm glad you're on my side."

"Always," Katsuki says. "And don't worry, that guy's always been an asshole. He deserves what's coming his way," he adds squinting at Monoma before turning his attention back to Izuku. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah," he takes a deep breath. "I'm going to take a break from all... /this/ and get another drink. Do you want anything?"

"No thank you, I'm fine," Katsuki says looking at him with concern. "Don't let them get to you, ok?"

Izuku nods and walks back inside to find one of the quieter bars he saw setup around the /house/ during their tour.

~~~💋~~~

He finds one near the flower garden, placed further away from the main event, and he sighs with relief when he sees no one else is there.

"Can I have a sparkling water please?" he asks the bartender.

Finally!

He leans on the bar, glad to have a little bit of peace and quiet to recharge before going back into the backyard.

This is definitely not his type of event, he feels like a fish out of water, but... this is part of Katsuki's life.

He'll need to make an effort to mingle, and it's a great opportunity to get to know more about Katsuki... just... in a few minutes.

Izuku takes a sip of his drink when he sees a tall muscular man walking towards the bar.

The man adjusts his glasses and greets the bartender.

"Château Monbousquet St.-Emilion 2015, please," he asks before turning to Izuku. "You're Izuku Midoriya, am I right?"

Izuku nods. He doesn't know /what/ the man ordered but he's already thinking of a way to end their conversation.

The man slides some money to the bartender and makes a shooing motion with his hand.

To Izuku's surprise, the bartender takes it, bows, and leaves without a word.

Izuku frowns and looks up at him.

"My name is Tenya Iida," he says taking a moment to smell his wine before taking a sip of it. "And you need to leave."

~~~💋~~~
[TBC very soon - I promise]

"Excuse me?" Izuku says spitting some of his drink on the bar.

Out of everything he was told today, he certainly wasn't expecting THAT.

"The last thing Bakugou needs right now, is a dirty gold digger like you distracting him."

"A... WHAT?" Izuku gasps. "WHO are you to... I... You know what," he shakes his head. "I don't have to take this." He slams his glass down and walks away.

"Do you know many doctors with a background in pole dancing and sexual exchanges Mr. Midoriya?" Iida says, calmly retrieving his phone from his jacket.

Izuku stops in his tracks and turns around slowly.

A cold chill runs down his spine as he sees what's on Iida's phone.

"This /is/ you isn't it?" Iida says making no effort to hide his disgust towards him. "Is this a new medical technique I'm unaware of? Perhaps dancing naked around a pole makes you a better doctor?"

"There's nothing wrong or illegal with that," Izuku walks back towards him, heart beating fast against his ribs.

"You're right." Iida swipes to the next picture. "But a list of previous clients who all claim you gave them /extra services/... is."

"What?! That's a lie!" Izuku exclaims. He only did that kind of thing with ONE man: Katsuki.

"I doubt so, but if word of this got out, who do you think people would believe, hmm?" Iida muses, clearly enjoying making him squirm. "You want to work with children... What will their parents think when they hear you are being paid to have sex?"

"This is different, I'm not... " Izuku takes a shaky breath, completely lost for words. "What is happening?! Why are you doing this?"

"Bakugou hasn't been himself lately, he's distracted, making mistakes, but after some research, it was rather easy to find the reason why," Iida looks pointedly at Izuku and continues.

"When Todoroki told me about your ridiculous contract, I hired a Private Investigator to look into you."

"Why?!" Izuku says outraged. "Whatever it is you heard, it's wrong. I'm NOT a /gold digger/. I don't care about Katsuki's money."

"Well," Iida looks him in the eyes. "What an incredible coincidence it is then, that a student buried in debts, coming from a struggling single parent household with a mother who's drowning in credit card debts herself... /happened/ to meet one of the richest man in the country."

"You leave my MOTHER out of this," Izuku says, tears stinging in his eyes. "How do you even know all of that???"

"The Investigator was /very/ thorough. I know everything there is to know about you Mr. Midoriya," he says taking a sip of his wine. "And I have interesting pictures and documents to prove it all."

"What do you want from me?" Izuku asks, wiping tears away with a shaking hand.

"For you to disappear from his life," Iida's tone is low and threatening. "Bakugou's now become the head of the largest company in our market, but since he's met YOU, he's been acting like a love sick teenager. It's DISGRACEFUL and I will NOT stand for it."

Izuku's head starts to spin as he tries to process everything.

"Your little stunt yesterday was the last straw," Iida continues. "Distracting him with /filth/ at such a time..."

"I didn't know what the meetings were about," Izuku tries to justify. "Otherwise I wouldn't have done it."

"Well," he huffs. "I'm relieved to hear that he had the sense to not trust you with confidential information."

"I... I didn't ask to know, if that's what you mean," Izuku says, fresh tears running down his face. "Listen. I swear I'm not trying to do any of what you're saying to him."

"Lies." Iida stares at him coldly. "Your kind is all the same: manipulative, greedy, and heartless."

"That's not true I lo..."

"I'll give you a simple choice," Iida interrupts him. "End the contract, or I will leak all the information I have about you to your university, along with any other schools or companies unfortunate enough to hire you from now on."

The air punches out of Izuku's lungs. This CAN'T be real. How... How can it be? WHO is this man???

"The university will throw you out," Iida adds, his face emotionless. "No one will hire you, no one will trust you, and you'll have nowhere to live. I'll make sure of it."

"You... You can't do this," Izuku stammers. "You have no right."

"If Bakugou's focus isn't on GroundZero, we stand to lose everything we've worked so hard to build fir YEARS," he explains. "Do you honestly believe I'd let a measly whore get in the way of our success?"

Izuku flinches at the insult and backs away.

"Besides, I'm really doing YOU a favour," Iida swirls the wine in his glass. "Bakugou never stays with anyone for very long. He gets bored easily. He's a bachelor at heart, not the type to settle down. Do you know how many people he's slept with over the years?"

He looks at Izuku for a moment and smirks when no answers are given.

"Models, actors, celebrities... The man really /can/ have his pick. So why would he stay with someone as plain as you?" he frowns.

Izuku's heart shatters in a million pieces.

"I'm sure you have a lot to think about." Iida takes his glass and turns to leave.

"But if I were you, I'd hurry," he says waving his phone from over his shoulder, leaving Izuku sobbing uncontrollably behind him.

~~~💋~~~

Katsuki taps his fingers on the table and glances at his phone again. Izuku's been gone for over 30 minutes now and hasn't answered his last text.

Something doesn't feel right.

"Is everything ok Bakugou?" a familiar voice says, coming up behind him.

"I'm fine," he grits his teeth. "What do you want Iida?"

"Nothing. I'm simply checking up on you," Iida offers him a big smile. "You look preoccupied."

"I'm /fine/" he repeats looking up at Iida. "Why are you so happy about anyway, did you finally get laid?"

"Very funny," Iida shakes his head and chuckles. "No, but I have a lot to be happy for. The future looks bright. Don't you think?"

"Uh huh," Katsuki raises an eyebrow.

But before he can ask anything else, Iida's name is being called by a woman further away and he leaves to go talk with her.

Katsuki frowns and grabs his phone to call Izuku.

It goes straight to voicemail again.

"Damn it!" He stands up and finds Yaoyorozu nearby.

"Have you seen my date?" he whispers to her.

"I haven't, why?"

"He stepped away to grab a drink a while ago and hasn't come back," he says concern clear on his face. "I'm getting worried."

"Maybe he stopped to chat with someone on his way back," she says with a reassuring smile. "I'm sure he's fine. But I'll ask my staff to keep an eye out for him."

"Thank you!"

~~~💋~~~

An hour passes and still no sign of Izuku.

Katsuki paces back and forth in the hallway while Yaoyorozu talks to one of the waiters.

"And?" Katsuki says hopeful.

Yaoyorozu sighs and shakes her head.

He curses and crosses his arms. "This makes no sense."

"No one has seen him since he left the backyard," she says. "Its very strange."

"It's not like Izuku to do this. I'm calling the police," Katsuki grabs his phone and starts to dial when a new text pops up.

I: Sorry. Didn't mean to worry you. I wasn't feeling well and took a taxi back to the hotel.

"Oh thank god!" A wave of relief washes over Katsuki along with a series of new questions.

He calls Izuku who takes a few rings to answer.

"Hello," Izuku's voice is raw and tired.

"Hi! I'm on my way back right now," he says waving to Yaoyorozu as he walks towards the exit. "Are you ok? Do you need me to buy anything from the pharmacy?"

"NO!" Izuku blurts out, and he pauses to catch himself. "I'm ok. There's really no need for you to come back right now."

"But, if you're not feeling well I'll come back. Really there's no problem," Katsuki says dodging caterers and waiters on his way out.

"I didn't want to disturb you during your big event," Izuku forces himself to speak more casually. "I think I'm just tired from my hangover, or maybe it's the jetlag? Anyway, I'm going to bed, so you should really stay and spend time with your new employees."

"Oh that's fine," Katsuki dismisses. "I already talked to everyone I needed to. I'll be at the hotel in less than an hour."

"Kacchan," Izuku sighs. "I feel really bad for leaving the party like this and I'll feel so much worse if you have to leave it... because of me."

Katsuki slows down and stops right before the front doors.

"Please stay," Izuku's voice drops to nearly a whisper. "I'm ok, I promise. All I need is rest," he pauses to take a breath. "You're out celebrating a /huge/ accomplishment Kacchan. It's important to me that you stay."

Katsuki's gut twists at the thought of Izuku sick and alone at the hotel. But there's no doubt that Izuku would be upset if he left right now.

"Alright," he finally says. "If you say so. But I won't be much longer regardless."

"Thank you Kacchan," Izuku swallows. "Talk to you tomorrow."

Katsuki hangs up and stares at his phone with a frown.

What just happened?

~~~💋~~~

(TBC soon, pls don't kill me. 😅)

Izuku hangs up and crumples to the floor next to his bed, dropping the phone beside him.

He can't see anything past the tears in his eyes, his chest feels like someone's sitting on it, and his head won't stop spinning.

How could he have been so stupid?

Things were going so well.

He doesn't /want/ to give up on Katsuki... but it's as if they're from two completely different worlds.

"I'm so stupid," he repeats out loud.

He should have known that someone as influential as Katsuki has people looking out for him. Protecting him. And Iida looks like someone not to be messed with.

What worries him the most however, is his mother... How was Iida able to get information on her and their past?

Who or what else does he know about?!

He climbs into bed and curls up on himself under the blankets, swallowed by his thoughts.

~~~💋~~~

Katsuki arrives at the hotel two hours later and the first thing he does is look for Izuku.

He perks up at the sound of the shower running, both relieved and worried that Izuku's still up.

He takes the bag of medicine he got from the pharmacy on his way back, and drops his coat on the sofa.

He waits until the shower stops and then knocks on the bathroom door.

"Izuku?" he says. "How are you feeling?"

After a few seconds of silence, Izuku takes a deep breath.

"Uhm... I'm ok?" he says unsure of what else to say.

"I wasn't sure what you needed, so I got you some painkillers, anti nausea pills, and something to help with digestion,. The pharmacist said it should help." Katsuki grabs his phone. "Oh and, this hotel has a 24 hour clinic. I'll call the doctor for you."

"Please don't..." Izuku holds the towel tightly around him. "I... I'm ok."

"You don't sound ok," Katsuki frowns at the door.

"I SAID I'M OK!" Izuku shouts, exasperated and near tears again. This is all too much to deal with.

"I'm sorry," Katsuki flinches.

A few long seconds of silence pass.

"Izuku," Katsuki presses his forehead on the door and speaks quietly. "I just want you to feel better... So if there's /anything/ I can do to help..."

"I-I want to go home," Izuku breaks, unable to hold his emotions in any longer.

He shuts his eyes and covers his mouth to silence his sobs.

"Izuku?!" Katsuki panics at the sound of muffled crying and he swings the door open, rushing to get to Izuku.

Izuku's arms stay limp by his side as Katsuki holds him tight against his chest, holding him close as if he might disappear again.

"What's going on?" Katsuki whispers. "Talk to me. Please."

And for a split second, Izuku thinks about telling the truth.

He /wants/ to.

But...

What will the people in Katsuki's life think of them once Iida leaks everything he has?

What kind of mess would their lives turn into?

And what of of their families and friends?

Will their lives be ruined as well?

Having HIS life ruined is one thing, but Izuku's gut tells him that Iida won't stop there.

No.

He'll ruin everything and everyone close to Izuku until he gets his way.

Izuku can't risk that.

He shakes his head. He can't tell Katsuki the truth. He can't. This is a problem only he can fix.

He looks up at the blond and takes a deep breath in, working up the courage to lie to him one more time... It turns out to be a /lot/ harder than it seemed in his mind.

Concerned red eyes search his own for answers.

"I..." Izuku's breath hitches and he looks away. "I think the stress of my final exams is starting to get to me. It's giving me a /lot/ of anxiety." He nods and tilts his head down. "Paris is nice but... I... I need to go home... Please Kacchan. Take me home." His voice cracks.

Katsuki holds him close again, gently petting his hair with one hand and rubbing his back with the other.

"Ok," he answers quietly. "Anything you want. I'll get it done." He cups Izuku's face and wipes tears away with his thumbs. He looks down at him with a soft smile. "Everything is going to be ok. You've been working so hard. I know you'll crush those finals. Trust me."

Izuku sniffs and nods, unable to say anything else.

He let's himself be held for a moment longer, then excuses himself to get dressed and pack his suitcase.

After a few calls, Katsuki confirms that they'll be headed home in the morning.

"So that's what's been bothering you huh?" He gives Izuku the pharmacy bag and sits beside him on the bed.

"I'm sorry," Izuku shakes his head. "I..." The pressure on his chest becomes unbearable. Why was lying to Katsuki so difficult?

"It's ok." Katsuki says, rubbing Izuku's back. "Can I help in any way?"

"No, thank you," Izuku shakes his head and wipes away tears. "I just need to sleep."

"Alright," he exhales and stands up. "I'll be in my room, ok? If there's /anything/ at all, please come wake me up."

Izuku nods and wipes his nose with a tissue.

If only it was that simple.

Sleep doesn't come easily that night. Izuku tosses and turns, haunted by Iida's words.

Why /would/ Katsuki choose to stay with him?

He couldn't come up with an answer.

The next morning, Katsuki handles /everything/, from bringing down the luggage, to handling their papers, and even guiding an emotionally exhausted Izuku to the jet.

Once seated inside, Izuku pulls out one of his school books and pretends to study to keep himself from crying.

Just a few more hours of this... and he'll be home, locked in his room, finally able to let it all out.

Just a few more hours, and it'll all be over.

~~~💋~~~

Two days later, Katsuki's sitting in his office glancing at his phone.

"Are you even listening to me?" Kirishima complains, sitting across from him.

"Hmm?" Katsuki looks at him. "Sorry... something about the Q4 sales report?"

"Not even close... Spill it." Kirishima crosses his arms and Katsuki rolls his eyes at him. "No no. None of that crap man."

Katsuki stares at him in silence.

"Come on, we don't have all day and we both /know/ you'll end up telling me so," Kirishima leans forward. "What is it?"

"It's Izuku," Katsuki sighs. "He hasn't answered any of my texts since I dropped him off after our trip."

"He said he needed space for his exams right?" Kirishima's face softens. "Finals can be brutal. I'm sure he'll talk to you as soon as he's done. Give him time."

"I don't know." Katsuki takes a deep breath and looks at his phone. "Something's been off since the party. Do you think he..."

A knock at the door interrupts him and Todoroki walks in without waiting for either of them to answer him.

"Really?" Katsuki huffs. "Can't you see we're in the middle of something."

Todoroki ignores him and drops an envelope on his desk.

"What is it?" Katsuki asks opening it. He slides a stack of papers out of the envelope and stops breathing. "That's... Izuku and I's contract."

Todoroki nods. "He terminated it this morning."

"WHAT?" Katsuki shoots out of his chair and slams his hands on the desk. "And you're just telling me about this NOW?!"

"I had to cancel the credit card you gave him, put a stop on the payments, and then end the contract," he answers unbothered. "It took a while."

"What part of /tell me right away/ don't you understand?" Katsuki glares at him and then back at the pile of papers. "Did, did he say why?"

"It's on page 24," Todoroki says pointing at the contract.

Kirishima looks back and forth between Todoroki's blank expression and the vein on Katsuki's forehead threatening to explode.

"Hey huh," Kirishima whispers in Todoroki's direction. "You might want to tell him."

"Why did I type it out then?" Todoroki sighs. "He refused to give a reason. And when I insisted, he said he legally didn't have to provide one, that all he wanted was to end the contract."

"That..." Katsuki sits back down, his hearts pounding in his chest. "That makes no sense."

"I tried to warn you, it was a bad idea," Todoroki says, surprised when no angry quips or swears come out of Katsuki.

"I-I don't get it," Katsuki says mostly to himself. "What the fuck happened?"

"Shit, that sucks," Kirishima says leaning back in his chair with a pout. "I'm so sorry, I know how much you like him."

Katsuki stares at the contract with blank eyes, feeling like the world turned upside down.

"Personally, I think it's for the best, he looked like trouble," Todoroki turns to leave, glancing at Kirishima on his way out, but he quickly looks away when their eyes meet.

Kirishima squints and follows him out of Katsuki's office.

Once they're out of earshot, Kirishima spins Todoroki around and holds him by the shoulders.

"You." He frowns. "Talk. NOW."

~~~💋~~~

Later that evening, Katsuki's still at work but can't bring himself to focus on anything other than Izuku.

None of this makes sense to him.

They had agreed to go on a date, a /real/ date, and then, boom... It's over?

Was the party too much for Izuku? Did he meet someone else? Or maybe that fucker Monoma got to him?

His phone vibrates and he /pounces/ on it, nearly dropping it on the floor trying to unlock the screen.

Mina: Hey! Kiri told me what happened. 😔 Come have a drink with us tonight.

Tch. Of course it's not Izuku. Why did he expect it to be? The man clearly wants nothing to do with him anymore.

Mina: 👁️👄👁️ I know you saw this.

Mina: It's rude to leave people on read...

Mina: Come on. 😤

Mina: Answer me!!!!!!

Mina: McLaren's at 8?

Mina: 🍸🍺🍷🥃?

He rolls his eyes. She doesn't know how to quit does she?

K: No

Katsuki puts his phone down and rubs his face with both hands. The last thing he wants to do right now is /talk/.

Nope. Fuck that. Not today. Not any day.

He needs to bury himself into work and put this whole ordeal behind him.

Mina: Blasty... Don't make me break into your office again. You know I will. 💪👽

K: FINE! Fuck. You still owe me 5k for the doors you broke last time btw.

Mina: Worth it! 🥳 I'll round up the boys! 🍻👍 #BlastySupportSquad

K: Please stop.

Mina: N.E.V.E.R. 😘

~~~💋~~~

Sero parks his motorcycle in front of their usual bar, McLaren's, and takes his helmet off.

"Hey stranger," Kaminari says walking towards him. "You got Kiri's weird text too huh? Do you know what the deal is?"

"Not really, all he told me was to keep Bakugou here until he shows up," Sero combs his hair back into place. "And that he shouldn't be alone tonight."

"I heard that Izuku broke things off but," Kaminari tilts his head. "Kiri made it sound way worse though. I don't get it."

"Yeah," Sero puts his helmet away and walks towards the entrance with Kaminari. "I think big red's got something up his sleeve, otherwise he'd be here already."

"True," Kaminari hums. "So what's the plan?"

"Well, it shouldn't be to hard, right?" Sero says a little doubtful. "We just have to keep the angry gremlin occupied for a bit."

They look in the bar and see Mina waving at them frantically while Katsuki's looking down at his phone with a deep frown.

"Right..."

Katsuki's already three beers in when they join them in the corner booth. He grunts a greeting but stays glued to his phone.

"Hey Bakugou," Kaminari says way too cheerful. "How's my fellow blondie doing?"

Katsuki looks up at him and squints before returning back to his phone.

"Greeeaaat talk!" Kaminari deflates and taps Sero's shoulder. "Tag, you're it!"

"That's all you got?" Sero laughs. "Come on."

"Let's see you do better then!"

"Ok kids, settle down!" Mina says over them. "We're not here to bicker. We're here to support Blasty through a hard time."

"Tch," is all Katsuki graces them with before drinking half his 4th beer in one go.

"Izuku probably just needs time," Sero ventures patting him on the arm. "He'll come back. You'll see!"

"That's right big guy," Kaminari joins in. "It'll be fiiiine"

Katsuki only nods and drinks, not in the mood to say anything, much less hope that what they're saying is true.

Thankfully, Kirishima arrives shortly after with Todoroki in tow.

"Who the fuuuck invited /you/?!" Katsuki growls at the lawyer, more than a little tipsy.

"Me," Kirishima says putting both his hands on Todoroki's shoulders. "And guys, I said to keep him /busy/ not drunk!"

"Oops," Mina giggles chewing on her straw.

Katsuki rolls his eyes and returns to nursing his beer, completely missing the wild exchange of looks and hand movements happening within the group.

"Alright!" Kirishima says pushing Todoroki towards the bar. "We'll go grab the next round."

"I still don't see why you needed me to come to your pity party," Todoroki sighs.

"Yeah, yeah. I know Bakugou," Kirishima says leaning on the bar to better look at him. "And trust me, it'll come across a /lot/ better if he learns it directly from you."

Todoroki raises a skeptical eyebrow at him. "He'll be pissed either way."

"Yes, but if me or Mrs. Yaoyorozu tell him," Kirishima leans closer. "He'll definitely fire you."

Todoroki nods with a sigh, and they come back with two pitchers of beer for the gang.

~~~💋~~~

A few more beers and boring conversations later, Katsuki drops his forehead on the table and groans.

"I fucked it up good, didn't I?" he whines and closes his eyes. "I scared off the ONE person I really liked."

They all stop talking to look at him as if he grew another head.

"He's so pretty," he continues, his words slurred. "He's sweet... kind... fucking polite... shy and smart... OH! And he's HOT... I mean, that ASS, and those /freckles/... SHIIIIT. He's sooooo pretty."

He sits up and looks at his phone with a long sigh.

"Oook, I better take this before you do something you'll regret," Sero says taking his phone away. He looks at what's on the screen. "Oh WOW! You sent him 19 texts just while we were sitting here?!"

Katsuki tries to take his phone back but fails miserably.

"Damn look at all those attempted calls too," Mina says looking over Sero's shoulder in horror. "Bakugou, honey. Noooo!"

"Oh you poor, poor man," Sero shakes his head as he keeps scrolling.

"Why isn't he replying to me?" Katsuki sits back with a pout.

"He has some balls considering you're the one who bought him that phone," Kaminari huffs.

"I don't give a shit about that," Katsuki whines. "I'd give away EVERYTHING to be with him... Wait!" His eyes double in size. "That's the problem isn't it? He didn't like to be spoiled, but I did it anyway like a dumbass. THAT'S why he left."

"Bakugou," Kirishima says glancing at Todoroki. "I think you should..."

"He didn't like the limo," Katsuki ignores him and continues. "Or the shopping, or the fucking jet, and the fancy ass party. He HATED those things." He looks down at his empty hands, his expression sad and broken.

"He liked the simple things like cuddling while watching a movie, or having coffee together on the balcony... This is my fault. I ruined it."

Kaminari looks at him and slowly pushes himself up. "I'm gonna get you a shot of depresso... I mean espresso!" Sero smacks him on the arm. "I'm SORRY it slipped out ok? He needs to sober up. I've never seen Bakugou this sad or sappy... It's creeping me out a little."

Kirishima glares at Todoroki, but the two toned lawyer still won't meet his gaze. Instead, his eyes are locked on Bakugou.

Todoroki's eyebrows twitch as he watches Katsuki break down in front of them.

Why did he care about a stripper that much?

Izuku did ask for /less/ money when they negotiated their contract... If he really was a gold digger like Iida said, wouldn't he have asked for more?

And then it hits him.

It's so obvious.

He looks at Kirishima and takes a deep breath. "I know what happened."

"Shut it halfie," Bakugou growls from his corner of the booth.

"He was blackmailed," he says flatly and suddenly, all eyes are on him. "Iida hired a P.I. to gather dirt on him and then threatened him with it at the party. That's why he terminated the contract."

"WHAAAAT?" Katsuki roars. "The fuck? And you know this HOW?!?"

"Iida came to see me a few weeks ago," Todoroki explains calmly. "He said he was worried about you, and I agreed."

Katsuki launches himself towards him, fists swinging. Sero and Mina struggle to hold him back while Kirishima holds onto the table to stop it from flipping over.

"TELL ME WHY I SHOULDN'T KICK YOUR ASS AND FIRE YOU RIGHT NOW!" Katsuki screams.

"Because the contract you had me write was absurd. I only wanted to protect you from a possible liability," Todoroki says loud enough to be heard over the commotion. "Izuku could have taken you for everything you have."

"NEVER! Don't you DARE say that about him," Katsuki says through clenched teeth.

"When Iida approached me with his concerns," Todoroki continues. "I told him about it, and he said he was going to look into Izuku to make sure he didn't have a criminal record. That's it."

Katsuki's eyes burn into him and he slams a fist into the beer covered table. "And you didn't try to stop him?"

"I didn't expect him to go that far," Todoroki shakes his head. "I found out about the blackmailing when I talked to Iida this morning after Izuku called, and honestly, I thought you were better off with him out of the picture, but that was before I learned you two were in love."

"What?" Katsuki frowns, confused. "/In love/? No. We're... I don't know /what/ we are but it doesn't matter."

Todoroki deadpans and the rest of the group follows suit.

"Whaaaat?" Katsuki huffs defensively.

"You talk about him ALL the time," Kirishima says.

"That's not true," Katsuki says.

"You told us what his favourite food is," Kaminari chimes in. "What shows he likes, who's his favourite hero and why."

"We even know what kind of underwears he has," Mina adds patting him on the arm.

"And you've NEVER talked about anyone you slept around with before," Sero says gently pushing him back down in his seat.

"Well he's..." Katsuki pauses. "Different."

"Weren't you saying that you were willing to give up everything for him a moment ago?" Todoroki says raising an eyebrow at him.

"Ok you win asshole, so I do love him," Katsuki groans. "It doesn't mean that he loves me back!"

"You really don't see it?" Todoroki sighs dramatically. "If Izuku didn't want your money or to be spoiled... Then he must have wanted YOU this whole time." He pauses to let it sink into the blond's thick skull. "The payments were just a bonus."

Katsuki's jaw goes slack.

Oh!

~~~💋~~~

(TBC - We're so close! ❤)

Katsuki thinks back to all the time he spent with Izuku and it all clicks together.

"Holy shit," he mutters.

It's mutual.

Izuku loves him.

He looks up at Todoroki who's looking right back at him from across the table, shaking his head like a pretentious turd... and something deep inside him /snaps/.

"I didn't fuck this up," Katsuki stands up and snarls. "YOU and IIDA did! Who gave you two JACKASSES the right to interfere with MY private fucking life?"

"I was looking out for you," Todoroki says defensively.

"That's NOT what I hired your sorry ass for," Katsuki barks back. "Who are YOU to decide what's best for ME? Huh???"

Todoroki tries to defend himself but he's quickly cut off by more screaming.

Katsuki's anger reaches a new high. He's so mad that all he can do is swear and growl insults while repeatedly slamming his fist on the table.

No one tries to calm him or hold him back this time, instead, the gang shares his pain and joins in on yelling at Todoroki, adding to the chaos.

"You said you were going to apologize," Kirishima says, disappointed.

"For wanting to protect him?" Todoroki counters. "No. He..."

Then, out of nowhere... ///SMACK///

The entire bar goes quiet, and all eyes lock on Kaminari who still has his arm raised.

Todoroki looks up at him in shock, a red mark in the shape of a hand swelling on his right cheek.

"Fuck... You," Kaminari says breaking the heavy silence.

"Bakugou rarely takes a day off, all he does is work," his voice is filled with rage. "And now that he /finally/ found someone who loves him for who he is, someone who makes him happy, makes him WANT to take time off to have fun, you... ruin it? Do you want him to be miserable?"

Todoroki's eyes dart between him and Katsuki.

"He built GroundZero up from /nothing/. He spent his WHOLE life working to get to where he is," Kaminari continues. "Let the man do whatever the hell he wants. He's more than earned it, and it's NONE of your business."

"I..." Todoroki struggles to find words. He looks at them one by one and the weight of their disappointment, anger, and sadness settles heavily on him.

"I'm sorry," he finally says, meaning it. "I-I was wrong."

Katsuki huffs and looks away, too pissed to add anything without making things worse.

"There's more you need to know," Kirishima says looking at his best friend. "Todoroki told me what happened after our meeting today and..."

"What!?" Katsuki turns to face him. "You KNEW?"

"I didn't want to involve you until I had proof," Kirishima raises his hands up. "But we went straight to Mrs. Yaoyorozu and the Corporate Security team with this. They launched an investigation and let me tell you... these guys don't mess around."

"What did they find?" Katsuki squints at him.

"I can't say it here, since it's confidential," Kirishima continues, lowering his voice. "But they found so much shady shit that the authorities had to be involved. Mrs. Yaoyorozu is cooperating with them and keeping a close eye on everything. It doesn't look good for Iida."

Katsuki's eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"I'm still waiting on a few calls, but we should know more by morning," Kirishima smiles at him. "Don't worry, I got your back. I'll tell you everything when I drop you off."

"Thanks," Katsuki's stunned, left with more questions than answers. "No wonder Izuku won't talk to me..."

"Yeah," Kirishima sighs. "Hopefully it's not too late to fix things with him."

"Right, now that you know what happened," Mina speaks up. "You should go see him in person and work things out."

Katsuki rolls his eyes at her. "Like he'll want to see me after all that."

"Yes you idiot, /especially/ after this," she smacks his arm. "He's out there thinking his life could get ruined at any time. Don't you think he deserves some reassurance?"

"Shit, you're right," Katsuki nods. Izuku must be going through hell. "I'll go see him right now."

"Wait," Kirishima stops him and points to his clothes. "You better shower and change first, you have beer everywhere. Plus, there's more you need to know... I'll drive."

Todoroki looks at Katsuki's back as he walks away. "I'm fired, aren't I?"

"Fucking right," Katsuki turns to face him.

Todoroki nods and looks down at the table. "I meant it earlier, I really am sorry."

"I know," Katsuki scowls. "But you still went behind my back. Even if you tried to fix it... the truth is I can't trust you anymore," he throws his hands up. "You should have /talked/ to me instead of conspiring against me. You can't fuck with people's lives like that."

"I get it," Todoroki says with a sad expression.

Kirishima pats him on the back and follows Katsuki out the door.

~~~💋~~~

The next morning, Izuku grabs his bag and hurries out the front door with a toast in his mouth, hurrying so he won't be late for class.

He locks the door and turns to walk down the stairs.

"Izuku," Katsuki calls to him, leaning against his car right by the stairs

Katsuki looks like he hasn't slept, his shirt is wrinkled, and his hair is all over the place.

Izuku drops his toast and trips over his feet hurrying back to the apartment.

"Can we talk?" Katsuki says, voice tired and raw. "It's all I ask. Then I'll leave you alone I promise. /Please./"

"I ... I can't," Izuku struggles to find the right key to unlock the door, keeping his back to Katsuki.

"I know what Iida did."

Izuku leans his forehead on the door, fighting to hold back tears, his heart hammering against his ribs.

"The kind of people who usually try to get close to me either want money, a piece of my company, or fame," Katsuki takes a few steps forward. "No one really wants /me/, and I think that's why Todoroki and Iida did what they did... But it doesn't excuse their actions."

Izuku stays very still, taking deep slow breaths.

"They were wrong," Katsuki continues. "And they had no right to threaten you Like that. I..."

Izuku turns around and cuts him off. "Iida /was/ right. I technically /was/ being paid for sex wasn't I? And I /was/ a stripper," he lashes out. "All this will surface eventually, if not by Iida's doing then by someone else's. How can I become a doctor now?? I'm RUINED!"

Katsuki's expression softens and he shakes his head. "Iida was arrested this morning, and all of the information he gathered was confiscated."

"W-what?"

"The authorities found proof that he paid and extorted people to get to you... They also found out that he did the same thing to a /lot/ of other people, including competitors and even government officials..." Katsuki exhales. "He'll be behind bars for awhile."

Izuku lets out a shaky breath.

"My legal team... minus one asshole, made sure that all the information Iida gathered will be kept confidential throughout the investigation, the public will /never/ have access to it," Katsuki adds.

"They also confirmed that you did nothing illegal and I'll gladly sue anyone who dares try to soil your reputation."

Izuku's overwhelmed and sits in the stairs to take it all in.

"I won't let /anyone/ hurt you again," Katsuki looks at him with resolve. "That's a promise."

"So," Izuku shakes his head in disbelief. "He's really in jail...?"

Katsuki nods and turns his phone towards him, showing a picture of Iida in his pyjamas, wearing handcuffs, and clearly unhappy about being stuffed into a police car.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that," he says.

Izuku looks down at his shoes, only now noticing that Katsuki is wearing sneakers and jogging pants instead of his usual fancy clothes.

He almost looks... normal.

"Do you have time to go grab a coffee with me?" Katsuki attempts. "Or dinner maybe? We could get a burger at Jo's. Anything you want."

"Kacchan," Izuku takes a deep breath in. "I don't think it's a good idea for us to keep seeing each other."

Katsuki recoils at that.

He thought that with all of this out of the way... Izuku and him could finally be together.

"I've had time to think about us," Izuku continues, avoiding Katsuki's gaze. "And even if this hadn't happened, we... we wouldn't have worked. We're just too... different?"

Katsuki's eyes start to sting. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No? I-I don't know. I..." Izuku's voice falters. "You've just been sooo nice to me... and it feels like you'd give me the /moon/ if I asked you to and that's...," hot tears start rolling down his cheeks. "No one has EVER done any of what you did for me. I-I... don't deserve..."

"You're wrong," Katsuki walks to the edge of the stairs, not willing to let him finish that train of thought. "I'd give you the moon BECAUSE you deserve it," he pauses to look up at the sky.

I mean," he turns his head around looking for the moon. "I'd have to talk to a shit ton of embassadors and country leaders, so it might take a while," he chuckles, obviously joking, and looks back at him. "It's true, I /would/ give you anything you ask for, bu..."

"See?" Izuku shakes his head and wipes away tears. "That's what I mean. Kacchan you can't..."

"BUT," Katsuki interrupts to finish his sentence. "I know that you would NEVER ask me to do any of that shit because that's not who you are," he smiles down at him. "Izuku, you're the kindest person I've ever met, you're smart as hell, and fucking strong too."

Izuku huffs in disagreement. There's no way Katsuki means that...

"You've been through so much in your life, and even after what Iida pulled you're still this... this absolute perfect human being who's ready to give up /everything/... without expecting anyone to do the same for him... I've never met anyone like you before."

Izuku lifts his head to look at him through tears.

"Izuku... I love you. And if you need more time to think about it... about us... then thats fine. I'll give you all the time you need."

He slowly walks closer to Izuku.

"I'll wait for you for as long as it takes," Katsuki whispers. "Because you are ABSOLUTELY worth the wait."

Izuku stands and backs away towards the door, shaking his head.

"You are to ME," Katsuki insists, climbing the steps to reach him. "I don't care about your past and don't give a rat's ass what anyone says because I LOVE YOU, and if I have to spend the rest of my life reminding you of how perfect you are, then you bet your sweet ass I will!"

More tears fall down Izuku's face and he closes the distance between them, falling into Katsuki's open arms.

Katsuki holds him tight and closes his eyes, burying his nose in soft green curls.

"I love you Izuku."

"I love you too Kacchan," he hiccups against the blond's chest.

Katsuki leans down to kiss him, pouring as much love as he can into one gentle touch.

Izuku breaks the kiss and looks up at him with a frown. "What are your friends going to think?"

"Oh my friends LOVE you," Katsuki chuckles.

"Wha... After everything that's happened. How?!"

"I may have talked about you... a LOT." He looks away, his cheeks getting pink. "And I'm apparently not as big of a jerk when I'm with you... So..."

"You know... That's kind of what Iida was saying." Izuku muses and wipes his cheeks. "He called you a /lovesick teenager/."

"Well, I'm glad that fucker's in jail then," he grunts.

Izuku lifts his head and kisses Katsuki's frown away.

"Can I ask you something?" Izuku says, curiosity getting the best of him. "Why didn't you ask me out on a date after we met at the club?"

"Oh, I thought you only wanted me to see you at work," he shrugs. "I didn't think you were into me."

"Oh I /totally/ was," Izuku tilts his head when Katsuki looks at him confused. "I wrote my number on your chest with a sharpie and gave you a blowjob... How much more /obvious/ could I be?!"

"Well I..." Katsuki sputters.

"You don't date much do you?" Izuku teases, making him blush.

"No, I don't," Katsuki reluctantly confesses. "I've slept around, but it was never serious... Until now."

"Until now?" Izuku raises his eyebrows.

"You /are/ my boyfriend now... Right?"

"Is that really how you're asking me?" A big smile grows on Izuku's face. "No grand gestures or crazy adventures?"

Katsuki puffs his chest out at the mockery and grabs his phone, pretending to dial. "Hi! I'd like to have a million red roses delivered to Izuku Midoriya please."

"You're such a brat." Izuku playfully smacks his chest and laughs.

"Oh really? Make that two millions then," Katsuki sticks his tongue out at him in defiance. "I'll keep adding until you say yes."

"Yes, YES!" Izuku laughs. "Of course it's yes!"

"Good," Katsuki pockets his phone and touches their foreheads together. "I kind of like roses, it'd be a shame if they went extinct."

"What am I supposed to do with you?" Izuku shakes his head and chuckles.

"Anything you want," Katsuki purrs and presses their lips together.

Izuku melts into the kiss and so does Katsuki, finally feeling whole.

~~~💋~~~

[Their future]

Izuku finishes his studies and graduates at the top of his class. He's on track to become a great Pediatrician. He moves in with Katsuki under the condition that he doesn't spoil him nearly as much as before.

Katsuki brags about his /hot and perfect/ boyfriend ALL the time. It's sickening, but no one complains. He makes changes in his company allowing him to take more time off to enjoy life with Izuku, who he spoils no matter what is said or done against it.

The end 💋
(for real this time)
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