Thread by @art_in_distress

#bkdk #bakufemdeku au where Izuku lives in a nice apartment and Bakugou is the grumpy, unapproachable maintenance worker. Izuku has a fluffy little white doggo named Mochi, and has cameras in the house to watch what Mochi does while she’s at work. One day, when-

-Bakugou came over to fix her pipes, Mochi gets out and runs to pester the maintenance man. Instead of getting pissed, Izuku watches as Bakugou sits down and spends more than 20 minutes playing with and cuddling her dog, which leads Izuku getting a crush on him.

So, she starts “accidentally” breaking things in hope of Bakugou coming over, and maybe see him play with her pooch some more, who seems “oddly” fond of Baku, even though the ash blond pretends to be annoyed with Mochi

Added drama of, maybe the window washer, Shouto, also likes Mochi, (and maybe Izuku too) so now Izuku has two attractive men trying to steal her precious pupper

Izuku feels bad for constantly bothering Bakugou, so she tries to make him food as a thank you! While she’s not hopeless in the kitchen, she was a little spaced out, and accidentally added too much spice to the curry she was making for him.

It seemed to work in her favor though, because when she got back from work, she found a note taped to the cleaned out dish sitting in her drying rack.

“Curry was good, usually people don’t add enough spice for me, thanks- BK”

Ah, Izuku was in love

She loves watching her doggy-cam and see Baku playing with Mochi, even going so far as to bring in the dog a new toy! It was so cute, and it was an All Might you! Ah, he was perfect! Maybe Izuku should bring up All Might around him?

The cherry on top is when, one day, when he came in to fix something, Izuku was lying on the couch. She had been sick all night, and only managed to drag herself out of bed before collapsing on the couch and falling into a fitful sleep.

When she woke up, she had a blanket wrapped around her, Mochi in her lap, and seven different containers of something on her glass coffee table. Confused, she sat up, head throbbing from dehydration. She grabbed the bottle of water that was nearby, and chugged it.

Once she downed half of it, she spotted a note stuck on top of one of the Tupperware’s. It read:

“Came over and saw you looked like shit. Fixed your sink and then made you some food. There’s more in the fridge. You looked like you needed sleep, so I took your rat dog-

-for a walk so you wouldn’t have to. I also went shopping for you, your fridge was nearly empty. Get better, or else I’ll take the damn dog when you die

BK”

Izuku smiled and held the note to her chest, absolutely brimming with affection and glee. On one hand, she felt awful-

-that she’d troubled him like that, but on the other, it had been so long since someone had taken care of her! From all the hassle at work, overtime, business meetings, and seeing her friends, she barely had time to date. Maybe it was because it had been so long, but she really-

-felt like she was falling in love with him! He was perfect! He was a handyman, which was always good, he liked her dog, he was caring, he was clearly an /excellent/ cook, as she found out while eating his food, and he was drop dead gorgeous!

But she couldn’t just continue breaking her apartment in order to get him to come over, she was going to get evicted by this rate! Though, how else was she supposed to get him to come over? He was a maintenance man, after all. If there was no maintenance, then...

Gaaah! This was so dumb! Why couldn’t she just ask him out like a normal person? He clearly felt at least somewhat positive for her, even if it turned out not to be special, so that was a good start. She knew he lived somewhere in the building, probably in the lower level?

And he was only one of several maintenance people that helped with the upkeep of the lavish building, she was just thankful he was designated to this floor. Maybe she could ask someone at the front desk? Oh, but that would be so embarrassing! Gah!

She ended up resorting to something desperate: staring out of her peephole until he walked by, so she could casually catch him, start up a conversation, and smoothly ask him on a date. Yes, flawless plan! She could do that!

It took a few days for it to work though, and it didn’t go as smoothly as she had hoped. She was in the middle of baking something, passing the time for her cake to bake by staring out the peep hole, when he happened to walk by, his toolbox in tow. Score!

“Ah, Bakugou-san!” she called out as she stumbled out of her apartment, making the blond turn. It was only then that she realized that she was covered in flour, and still had her apron on, but it was too late, he was already looking at her.

“Need something, Midoriya-san?” he-

-asked, wearing his normally grumpy expression.

“Ah, yeah,” she nodded with a nervous smile.

“I can fix whatever you broke after I deal with this,” he said, pointing a thumb at one of the doors further down.

“Oh no, that’s not, I didn’t break anything,” she laughed.

“So,” he began slowly, looking confused, “what do you need me for, then?”

“Ah, w-well,” she stammered, her cheeks heating up, “um, you, I-I,” she continued, growing nervous with each faltered word. “That is, thank you! For th-the other week!”

No! That’s not what she meant!

“Oh, it was no problem,” he shrugged, “you looked like shit, figured I should do something.”

“I-it was very kind of you!” she half shouted, internally cringing at her own volume. “Um, so, is, I’d like to, c-can we—“

She was suddenly cut off by loud beeping from her apartment.

“/THE CAKE/“ she squawked as she bolted back into her apartment. She pushed the door aside, causing it to slam, and slid into the kitchen, nearly crashing in her haste. She yanked down the oven door and reached for the cake when a large hand wrapped around her wrist and yanked-

-her back.

“You fucking dumbass!” Bakugou shouted at her as he pulled her away. “What the fuck were you thinking?! Gonna grab that damn thing without oven mitts?! Christ, you could’ve hurt yourself!” he berated.

Izuku blinked in surprise as she looked down at her hands, realizing that she had indeed forgotten to grab her mitts. She looked up to see Bakugou snatching them off the counter before reaching in to grab the cake to set on the cooling rack she’d set out earlier.

She felt like an idiot as she watched him yank off the mitts, grumbling to himself about how she was a reckless idiot.

“There,” he huffed as he closed her oven door and set the oven mitts down. “Crisis averted. Now, I should get goin’, else I’ll get my ass chewed out-

-again,” he huffed as he bent down to pick up his tool box. “Ah,” he paused to clear his throat, “I’ll see you later, Midoriya-san,” he finished with a small bow.

“G-go our with me!” she blurted out, immediately slapping her hands over her mouth.

“You, what?” he asked, his brows furrowing.

“I-I mean,” she stammered, her face heating up even more. “I, you, you seem nice, and Mochi likes you, so, y-yeah,” she finished, staring down at her feet. Now she felt stupid, of course he wouldn’t want to go out with her-

“Why?” he asked, making her look up. “Why would you wanna go out with me? Shouldn’t you be palin’ around with some rich dude? Or chick, I dunno,” he finished with a shrug, looking down.

“No, I don’t,” she stammered. “I haven’t been able to get to know you that well, but I-

-would really like to, because, the parts of you I’ve seen so far are amazing,” she finished softly, a small smile on her face. A small noise left Bakugou, making her look back up at him. He had his hand over his mouth, and his cheeks and the tips of his ears seemed red.

TBC 💕

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