Thread by @sabrinart19

#bkdk #fluff
I was going to draw this but like... nah ajbjajsja
I had an idea where Bakugo was in an interview, like in a show like snl or whatever and they were showing a selfie of his ig that blew up where he was in front of a mirror, shirtless and it was the first time

That he showed his scars intentionally, like he always covered them up

[Foto that inspire this mess]

And the interviewer was asking him about it, bc they were pretty big and they looked healed, old.
-"I got them saving someone, it was the only thing I could do for them to not die right there in front of me. I was a brat and so was them, we did pretty stupid stuff back then."

-"It must be hard, being so young and having to carry that weight. I bet it wasn't easy on your self steem, right? Do you regret it?"

Deku was in his house having dinner with Ochako on his couch. They used to do this every now and then. Just grab dinner and watch tv to catch up

On life. So of course they were watching Kacchan's interview. Izuku was eating a bowl of ramen, very focus on what they were talking about.
He was aware of that selfie. Honestly, he stared at it so many times it made him feel like a creep. But everybody knew Kacchan was

Built like /that/ and it would be a crime not to appreciate it as he should.
He also was aware of how insecure Katsuki was of his scars. Everytime he entered the UA's locker room or even now in the agancy.
When Deku entered the room. He would get a shirt,

A sweater, whatever he had in hand so quickly, like he was embarrased.

It never made sense to Izuku himself since hereos are supposed to have scars, they are a memory of battle, and what you are willing to sacrifice to the sake of others. At least that's how he percieved them

But Katsuki didn't have any other scars besides that ones. The ones he got protecting the greenette.
Since he mostly fights from afar, he is very unlikely to come so up close to a villain that could mark him.
Or if so, they were really small and the doctors could take care

Of them.
So yeah, they were talking about something that made Katsuki really insecure and Izuku better than anyone knows he doesn't manage well those emotions.
Let alone in a place like that, where you feel like they are waiting for you to fuck up to make a big trend on youtube

You know, like you excist just for their entertaining and not a real person? Yeah.

So, let's say Izuku was a little bit nervous for his friend, his best friend, being there.
He didn't tell Izuku he would be there tonight. Actually they cancelled their usual hang out because

"He was busy".
Izuku can see that now. Still, is weird he didn't tell him about this.
These day they tell each other evrything. It's like they are the same person. There's not a single thing that happens in the one's life that the other doesn't know.
It's for safetly, mostly.

And maybe because they like counting on each other.
Going 30 is not simple for a hero. Most of their friends are getting married, or having kids even.
But not them. Not the workaholic duo.
Izuku knew there wasn't anybody else in this world who could understand him like

Katsuki did. And he was pretty sure it was the same for the blond.
They have lived together for like five years now. And it was perfect.
No, really it was.
It didn't matter to Izuku that he never could lay down his feelings for the boy. He knew this was the closest

He could get of what he really wanted, but he was fine with it.
Since Katsuki didn't seemed interested in having a love life, or a sex life even, it wasn't that painful to be in love with his best friend.

The greenette was focusing on his friend again, he looked nervous

But no the explosive nervous when he blow up things, it was a very rare facial expression on him Izuku almost didn't recognize him.

Katsuki moved on his sit and readjusted himself a few times, he scratched his face while he moved too. Again, very unlikely.
-"Well..."

At that, at the hesitation, Izuku felt a heavy weight on his stomach.
What if Kacchan doesn't go out with anyone, doesn't have a love life because of him? Because he is insecure of his looks and so he shuts himself out so anybody can see them?

But the blond continued before he could go on with that thought.

He was playing with his rings and looking down at his hands.
-"It was hard at the beggining, but I don't regret it for one second. After all, because of these, I got to save the person I loved." And a faint

Of a smile appeared on his lips. Then he looked up to the interviewer. "The same person I'm in love with to this day, and fuck, at this point, to the day I die."

The bowl of ramen Izuku was holding was now on the floor. Same as his jaw.
Ochako was pretty much the same looking

From the boy beside her to the tv to the boy again. "Oh. My. Fucking. God."
Izuku would have told her that it was unlikely for her tu curse, if he could speak that is.
Kacchan loved him? Loved him then? Loved him /now/? Since then??
Everybody was quiet for what it felt like an

Eternety. Until the interviewer spoke again.
-"Does this person know how you feel?"
Kacchan chuckled at that.
-"Well if he didn't know then, he sure knows now. I bet your ass he's watching me right now. Stupid fucking nerd."
The audience gasped, if you know the

Wonder duo you know who Dynamight calls a nerd every five minutes.
So now, pretty much anyone with a tv knew that Dynamight loved Deku.

-"what the fuck" izuku let out in a breathless whisper.
-"you gotta go to him."
-"what?" He looked at her friend.
-" you need to go there,

/now/ before I float you and kick your ass to that stupid show." Her tone was sevire but her smile was soft, as her. She knew how he felt, the endless nights he rant about Kacchan gotta make Ochako a new kind of saint.
-"what should I tell him?" Izuku was reacting very slow

And he was aware of that but the only thing he could listen was Kacchan saying that he would love him until the day he dies.

Ochako grabbed his face with both her hands.
-"You go there. You tell him you feel the same, and want to spend the rest of your

Life with him. As his boyfriend. And make out and have sex and stop turturing me with your pining.
Do you understand?"
-"Yes" he said with squished cheeks.
He realesd him.
-"What will you do?" She was smiling now, and Izuku realized he was smiling too.

-"I will tell him that I love him."

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Tbc??? Idk
Aghwhrjdu why so long this ws meant to be 4 or 5 tweets wtf, anyways, it was just a thought

continuing this this!
#bkdk

The interviewer was holding back his grin.
-“Do you, by any chance, call all your friends a nerd?”
-“I think we both know that I’m pretty original with my insults. So, no. There’s just one nerd. Always has been.”
The crowd’s whispers were louder now.

-“This is the best day of my life. I’m so sorry but we ran out of time! I can’t believe I have that on camera, oh my God. Dynamight, it was a pleasure, please come back soon!” He said as he was standing up offering a hand to Katsuki
-“Thank you for having me. Good night everyone

They shook hands and bowed towards the camera and the people there. Katsuki gave a quick look at the public who were screaming and applauding with enthusiasm. He needed to run out of there, and so he did. It was enough exhibition for one night.
Or all his life.
What the fuck.

No, for real what the fuck did he just did?? What if the nerd wasn’t watching him? What if he just made a fool of himself on national tv for this dumbass to be sleeping, or with someone.
Or sleeping with someone.

Nope, we don’t wanna go there.

He was walking to his dressing room when he decided to check out his phone. He had a million texts from his group chat with the idiots, which he chose to ignore.
Kirishima even wrote to him in private.
“DUDE YOU DID IT I’M SO PROUD OF YOU

YOU ARE SO MANLY DENKI ALMOST CHOKED ON HIS BURRITO”
At least that got a little laugh out of him. That dumbass.
There were a hundred more texts of sorts. But the one person he wanted to hear from was silent as the grave.
With a heavy sigh he opened the door of his dressing room

Only to have the most beautiful freckled boy in front of him.
Bakugo froze in place.
He wanted to talk to him but seeing him /now/ was something he wasn't expecting.

A lil’ text saying ‘Kacchan we need to talk when you get home’ was enough, that’s all he wanted.

He was standing up from his seat as Katsuki entered the room.
And nobody said a word for a solid minute.
Until of course, the grinette spoke.

-“Hi.” He had this dumb look on his face, like he was seeing Katsuki for the first time.

The blond would've made fun of him like he always did, but he couldn’t fucking /move/. “They let me in from the back, because… well, you know.” Deku was slowly walking towards him, quiet enough to not scare him out. Like he was a stray dog who would run off at the

smallest sign of danger.

Say something.
Anything.
- “Yeah.”
Brilliant.

- “I was with Ochako at home, watching the show.” Oh, cool. Totally cool.
-”Yeah.” Do you know any more words? It’s literally a million of them you dumb fuck.

Deku was so close now, how did he do that? Was his own hand still on the door?
Those green eyes were looking for something in his face, so big and beautiful and expressive as ever.
He could hear him breath, like he was struggling just from that.

He could relate because Bakugo was sure he wasn’t breathing right now. How could he when the love of his life was watching him like that?
-”Did you mean it?” the greenette whispered. Izuku looked so vulnerable, Katsuki wanted to hold him with care, because

he was sure he could break at any moment. But he knew Deku, he needed to hear it, right here and now.
-”Every word.” And apparently he said the wrong thing because Deku lowered his head and let out what sounded like a sob. He reached out to hold his face with both hands, wiping

his tears.“No please, please don't cry.” His chest was feeling so heavy, at every possible outcome he never meant to upset him. Not again. “We can forget it happened, okay?” He pulled the boy into a hug. “We’ll forget it and we can come back to be us.”

he closed his eyes, and he took a shaky breath because fuck, he might cry too.
Izuku moved away just a little and Katsuki immediately missed the softness of his hair.
-”Forget?” And oh wait, was he… angry? “Fuck you.” The blond chuckled at that.

-”Hey don't need to get all violent here” he joked, just for him to realize that Deku didn't pull out any further, just enough for him to look him in the eyes.
He felt how the greenette gently put a hand on his cheek.
‘God please don’t do that, don’t give me hope.’

He watched how those green eyes travelled from his hair, to his eyes, to his mouth.

Katsuki felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest, what this man does to him for fuck’s sake.

Izuku’s hand lowered to his neck, and for the love of God if you just saw him shiver, no you did not. But he kept going and his hand reached his collarbone and then, that goddamn scar.
Even if Izuku couldn’t see it because of his clothes, he knew perfectly where it was.

-“I thought you hated them.” He spoke so quietly, Katsuki wouldn't have heard him if he wasn’t that close. And then he felt another hand on his waist and his stomach and holy shit he was about to explode to oblivion. “You always covered them up.”

-”Around you.” It’s easier to be honest when you are trying not to get a boner with your childhood friend huh.
-”What?” Izuku looked up to the blond. He had such an earnest look, and they were so, so close.
-”I always cover them up around you, because…” He took a deep breath.

“Because I know you. And if you’d see how big and ugly they are you’d feel guilty. I just didn't want you to walk off my life when we were just starting to get closer.” he tucked one lock of hair behind his ear.

“And then I kinda get used to it. But I was never ashamed of them, in fact I kinda love them. Mostly this one” he put his hand on Izuku’s. the one on his shoulder. “It’s stupid. I know, but it’s the closest to my heart, just like you.”

The greenette couldn’t hold the sob that escaped his mouth.
“And yes nerd, I mean it. I am in love with you. All of you. since what it feels like forever and ma-”
Izuku closed the space between them, putting his lips on his.

Fuck if he didn’t wait all his pathetic life just for this moment.
He was perfect. His lips were so soft he could die on them. And his hands, on the contrary, stained with scars and a roughness that only hard work could develop.

Katsuki was sure this is the feeling of an addict finding their favorite drug.
Deku pulled back to catch his breath, and Bakugo then only remembered that he was supposed to breathe too.
-”I love you too. So stupid much Kacchan.”

The blond felt his cheeks hurting from smiling, but he couldn't do anything else but to lean down and keep kissing him. This was heaven he was sure of.
But then Deku, that damn demon licked his lip and Bakugo was more than happy to follow through.

Deku’s hands were everywhere, in his waist, his hair, his neck. When the greenette slided a hand under his shirt he was sure he went crazy. He grunted.
Fuck he wanted to devour him. /Now/.
But he couldn’t, not here, where every camera in this stupid country was waiting for them

outside. He broke the kiss this time to find the prettiest face he ever saw totally wrecked, and a prideful smile splashed on him.
‘I did that’
They didn’t need words, When Izuku could think like a proper human being he understood they couldn’t take this any further.

And Deku gave him a warm soft smile. Calming them both down.
-”Wanna go home?”
And that’s when it clicked to the blond that this was real and happening. He was loved back by his best friend.

And they would continue their lives, just that now he would be able to kiss him anytime he wanted to.
-”After you.”

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end?💞