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Okay, I will bite.
#bkdk #cheating #agegap #dekuMasu?

“I told you so.”

Izuku could hear Ochaco now. She warned him. Shoto warned him. Iida won’t speak to him anymore. All because Izuku couldn’t help but fall for the kind older man who offered him a ride to University.

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“He’s not married! He told me so!” Izuku insisted.

“Uh huh. And neither was my Father when he started dating that 20 something tattoo artist who calls himself ‘Hawks.’” Shoto rolled his eyes. “Now he’s moved in the basement and guess what? My parents are still married.”

“Is that what you want to be Deku-kun?” Ochaco questioned. “A basement home wrecker?“

“I-I’m not a Homewrecker! Massaru-San is too kind to do something like that. If you just got to know him, you would see! You would know! He would never hurt a fly! Much less cheat! Besides..”

Izuku blushed. “I couldn’t really um..see him being into girl? Like, at all?”

He had said it with every conviction in his core. Bakugo-San was a kind man. He was handsome but he didn’t know it. So humble it was charming. So what if he was older?

Some people didn’t figure things out till later on in life. But when Masaru offered him a ride, Izuku knew it was destiny.

“I don’t normally do this. But you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He had said and who was Izuku to not believe him?

That’s why, this hurt. Izuku and Masaru were on their way to another hotel to get alone time. Izuku lived with roommates so they couldn’t spend time in his dorm room and Masaru had told him he lived with and cared for his mother.

So hotels were the only places they could be…intimate. Not like Izuku minded. Masaru was a very wealthy man and always got them the most beautiful suites. But still, Izuku longed for the day he could afford to help pay for a condo for the two of them to share.

On the way, the handsome brunette realized he forgot his wallet at home. So he pulled into his driveway and told Izuku to stay in the car and if anyone passes by to hide.

“You Um..don’t want me to meet her?” Izuku had questioned. He thought they were getting pretty serious.

Masaru simply stroked his cheek with his thumb and whispered. “I grew up in a different time than you, Angel. People weren’t as open minded as they are now.”

“Oh.” Izuku didn’t know why, but he had a sinking feeling in his stomach. He waited. And waited.

He anxiously looked at his phone. It had been 30 minutes. Izuku knew he was supposed to stay in the car. But, but something told him to go check on Masaru. So before he could think, he unbuckled his seatbelt and walked up to the house.
Should he knock? Should he just go in?

He decided on the latter. He walked in and Izuku was so stunned by the beautiful interior of the spacious living room that he didn’t even notice the arguing from upstairs. He could hear a woman’s voice but it sounded much too…young? That couldn’t have been his mother could it?

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!”

Izuku froze. He had never heard Masaru so much as snap much less raise his voice.

“I MEAN WHAT I SAID! WHY ARENT YOU HAPPY ABOUT THIS?!” The woman yelled.

“WHY WOULD I BE HAPPY? IM OLD ENOUGH TO BE A GRANDFATHER ALREADY. WASNT KATSUKI ENOUGH?!”

“I KNEW YOU NEVER WANTED HIM!” The woman yelled.

“HOW DID THIS EVEN HAPPEN?!” Masaru sounded distressed. Izuku shouldn’t be here. He suddenly noticed the large portrait above the fireplace and his whole world collapsed. It was Masaru with a woman and a Boy Izuku’s age…

“HOW DO YOU THINK IT HAPPENED?! YOU STUCK YOUR DICK IN ME WITHOUT WRAPPING IT!” The woman shrieked and Izuku gasped. He suddenly noticed all sorts of things. Family photos on the counters. Tons and tons of framed pictures on the wall of the boy who looked just like Masaru but-

Blonde with fiery red eyes. Izuku was an idiot. He was a total idiot. The woman suddenly began to cry.

“Angel, don’t cry.” Masaru said softly and Izuku wanted to throw up. “We’ll make it work. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not my fault I have the world’s longest lasting uterus”

The woman sniffled.

Izuku tiptoed out the door and sat back in the car.

“I told you so.” He whispered to himself as he began to sob.

After an hour, Masaru came back outside and started to drive wordlessly.

“What took you so long?” Izuku finally asked.

“I’m sorry.” Masaru chuckled before gently stroking Izuku’s hair. It made him feel disgusted. “My mother was having a bit of an emergency.”

“You mean your wife?” Izuku finally said making Masaru step on the breaks.

“Izu-”

“Save it. Please take me back to campus.”

Izuku had spent the past hour crying all of his last tears. All that was left was anger.

“Listen! I know it’s hard to deal with but you have to understand Baby. I love YOU. Mitsuki, she was…in the past, it wasn’t easy to be myself and now- now I-”

“Got her pregnant again.”

Izuku scoffed. “I don’t want to hear it. It’s over Bakugo-San!” He spat out.

“You really are ending this? Don’t you love me?”

“Love you?” Izuku snapped. “I don’t even know you. Take me home or I’m walking.”

“Fine.” Masaru sighed before unlocking the door. “It’s an hour walk.”

Izuku looked at him in disbelief.

“I’ll take you home if you just spend one last night with me. Your choice.” Masaru bargained.

“It’a getting dark.” Izuku whimpered. He may have threatened to walk but…he thought Masaru cared at least a little bit.

“And I really don’t want you to leave. Stay with me Baby. One last night.” He grabbed his face and kissed him and Izuku gave in for a small moment. He didn’t have cab fare and didn’t know this city that well. He kissed him back. It was once more night. He had no choice.

But then the sound of the woman crying invaded his brain. The pictures. The family.

“Mm..GET AWAY FROM ME!” Izuku slapped him and bolted out of the car. He didn’t know where he was going or where he even was. All he knew were the tears down his face and the anger inside him.

Izuku ran through the city, probably looking crazy. Maybe if he called Shoto, he would come for him. He needed somewhere to sit. A cafe, a bar anything. He saw a sign for a comic book shop and ran toward it when he accidentally bumped into someone exiting the shop.

“Hey! Watch it!” An angry voice said as Izuku fell the ground.

“No! You watch it!” Izuku screamed. What was he thinking? He should apologize and now he was gonna get into a fight.

“The fuck did you say?!”

“I said-” Izuku froze when he looked up saw the owner of the voice.

It was him. Ka-…what did the woman say again? The blonde. The blonde boy in all the photos. Masaru’s son.

“IM SORRY!” Izuku broke down and began to sob.

“Oi! Hey! It’s whatever just….” The blonde kneeled down. “Stop yer crying jeez!”

“I’m a terrible person! I’m sorry! I-”

“I’ve just had a really bad day. I don’t know this city and my boyfriend or-or ex boyfriend cheated on me and I don’t know where to go…and I…” He sobbed more and more

“Come on, yer gonna attract a crowd.” Masaru’s son led him inside the shop and changed the open sign to closed

“Y-you work here?” Izuku sniffled.

“It’s my shop.” The blonde shrugged as he grabbed a tissue box from the back and handed it to him. “Now hurry up and cry all your damn tears out and I’ll take ya home but I’m not gonna fucking do it if yer crying like a baby ya hear?”

Izuku stared at him for a long moment. He may have looked like Masaru but he was nothing like him. He was rough around the edges in all the right ways.

“Why would you do that for me? I’m a stranger. I could be a serial killer for all you know.” Izuku questioned.

“Comic shop owner murdered by crybaby killer with the face of an Angel. Pretty badass headline don’t ya think?” The blonde teased.

Izuku giggled and the blonde smirked.

“Ya have a pretty smile. Don’t let your stupid boyfriend take it away again.”

“Kacchan?” Izuku questioned and the blonde looked at him like he was crazy.
“I-I I’m sorry. This is gonna sound crazy and I understand if you make me walk after this. I understand if you hate me forever but I don’t deserve your kindness. I only remember the first part of-”

“Your name because I heard your parents arguing because my boyfriend was…was Masaru-San! Your f-father. I didn’t know he had a family. I didn’t know he was married and I feel so stupid and I feel terrible telling you! But-but-I’m awful and I don’t deserve your help!”

Izuku confessed as tears fell down his face again.

Kacchan stared at him for a long moment before getting a tissue and wiping his tears gently.

“I knew it.” He laughed to himself. “I knew the old man was seeing another one. He told me he’d stop after the last one. Fucking liar”

“A-another one?” Suddenly Izuku got a call on his phone. Kacchan gestured for him to answer it.

“Deku-kun! Where are you? Are you with that old man again?!” Ochaco questioned.

“No..we broke up.” Izuku told her.

“Oh thank God. Can you help me study for Spanish?”

“No. I have to go.” Izuku said sadly.

“Wait why? Hey De-”

He hang up the phone and sighed. “Sorry.” Izuku sniffled as Kacchan chuckled.

“So Deku’s your name?”

“It’s Izuku. But she misread it one day and has called me that ever since” Izuku shrugged.

“Alright Deku. My name is Katsuki. But I’ll tell ya something about my old man. He’s a dirty cheating asshole but I’m no better. The only reason I own this place is cause I extorted him for all he’s worth by promising to keep shit from Mom AND keep Mom from his side pieces.”

“I didn’t know about you cause the bastard hid ya from me knowing I’d extort him for more. But let me tell ya something. Every one of his mistresses and misters kept seeing him after they found out about Mom. Every one. But not you.” Katsuki said, mesmerized.

“I…can’t hurt a family. And..and he lied to me. He lied to me and..and he’s still sleeping with your mom and he even got her…he got her…” He suddenly wondered if he should tell Katsuki about the pregnancy. This was so fucked.

“He knocked her up, I know. She told me first.”

Katsuki sighed. “That’s why I hoped for her sake, he didn’t get another one. But here you are.”

“I’m really sorry.” Izuku whimpered. “I…”

“You.” Katsuki tilted his head up. “Have to stop fucking crying and apologizing for shit that isn’t your fault.”

“Ya did the right thing and by kicking my old man to the curb. Serves him fucking right. But let me ask you Deku, are you angry?” He asked wildly.

“Yes.” Izuku said with a burning passion. “More angry than I’ve ever been in my life.”

“Then how about we fuck with him a little?”

Katsuki snickered.

“Fuck with him? How?” Izuku blinked.

“Let’s celebrate my new sibling with my parents this weekend. You’ll be my hot date. Mom will love you.” Katsuki snickered.

“Kacchan! That’s-” Izuku blushed as he covered his own mouth.

“What? Am I too young for you?”

“N-no…it’s just um- you’re not weirded out at all?” Izuku squirmed as Katsuki slowly towered over him putting his face inches from his.

“Deku, I’m fucking pissed at the old man too.”

“Why?” Izuku asked as he felt dizzy from attraction.

“Because he got to you first.”

Before Izuku could stop himself, he smashed their lips together. Before he knew it, they were roughly making love on the cashier counter.

Katsuki was so much more muscular than his father. So much…bigger. So much…

“Hey Deku.” Katsuki whispered in his ear. “Who’s better?”

“You! You!” Izuku cried as he felt ecstasy. “1000 percent you!”

“That’s what I thought.”

The drive home was long and a little awkward.

“Hey Deku.” Katsuki said as they got to campus.

“Yes?” Izuku cleared his throat.

“I think I might actually really fucking like you.”

“So…don’t cry too much this week, okay?” Katsuki blushed as he handed a piece of paper with his number. Izuku smiled wildly before landing a chaste kiss on his lips.

“I forgot why I was even crying in the first place.”

“Good.” Katsuki looked away.

“You’re cute, Kacchan.”

Izuku giggled. “See you this weekend.”

“Can’t wait.” Katsuki grinned wildly.

“Thanks again…for um, everything.”
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Izuku was excited and nervous and an emotional wreck all at once. He was going to “meet” Masaru again. And while part of him wanted to see him in agony,

The other hoped once they got their little revenge that Katsuki meant what he said about liking him. He seemed really into him when they texted back and forth the whole week but Izuku sort of expected him to be tossed to the side after they tortured Masaru a little.

Izuku would understand. He just hoped they could have one more night together because that time in the comic shop was…something. He had never had a better sexual experience.

“Be there in 5.” Katsuki texted him and Izuku took one last look in the mirror before heading to the car

“Ya look great.” Katsuki complimented him before kissing him deeply. Izuku hoped it boded well for what happens after dinner. When they got to the house, Izuku squirmed a little bit. It was a bad memory.

“Hey, if ya wanna back out, we can.” Katsuki suggested.

“We could just go to get ice cream or go the beach or something lame.” Katsuki rubbed his hand and Izuku suddenly felt at ease.

“No, it’s okay. Let’s do this.”

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Mitsuki preened herself as she put her red lipstick on.

“Can you believe Katsuki found someone?”

Masaru chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Not now, lipstick! Lipstick!” She swatted him away.

“Sorry.” Masaru chuckled. “I just think you look radiant.”

“What kind of boy do you think Katsuki is into? He’s never brought anyone home before!”

“Probably someone in a biker gang. Or a band member?” Masaru chuckled. “With a shaved head and tattoos all over.”

“Don’t even joke like that! My Katsuki would never bring home someone so tacky!” Mitsuki snapped.

“Whoever he brings home, we have to welcome them. Tacky or not.”

“I don’t HAVE to do anything. If they are trash, I will take them out where they belong!” Mitsuki said in a rage. Suddenly the bell rang and her demeanor completely changed. “Coming!” She said as angelically as she could. Masaru watched her from afar excitedly open the door.

And his jaw dropped when he heard a familiar voice introduce himself.

“Hello! My name is Midoriya Izuku! And your son is simply amazing. I’m pleased to meet you.”

Masaru couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The world turned in slow motion as he watched his wife squeal and

Throw her arms around Izuku. She cupped his face like he was an adorable baby himself. Katsuki simply stared into Masaru’s eyes and gave him the most sickening grin.

“Tell me everything! It’s so nice to meet you. He’s cute! Look Masaru! He’s cute! Katsuki picked a cute one!”

Mitsuki grabbed Izuku by the shoulders and presented him to Masaru like he was a brand new puppy they just adopted.

“Izuku…” Masaru uttered out breathlessly as those beautiful curious green eyes stared up at him. “It’s..nice to meet you.” He bowed.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Bakugo-San.” Izuku said as formally as possible as he bowed back. “Thank you for inviting me into your home.”

“O-of course.” Masaru cleared his throat.

“It really is so nice to meet the amazing people who made Kacchan.”

Izuku sang as he wrapped his arms around Katsuki’s bicep.

“I can’t fucking wait to meet the people who made you.” Katsuki said dotingly making Masaru’s blood boil.

“Mom’s excited about it too.” Izuku beamed as he nuzzled their noses together.

“Aren’t they adorable Masaru?”

Mitsuki squealed.

“Yes dear.” Masaru’s eyebrow twitched. The whole dinner was unbearable. Izuku looked mouthwateringly delicious. His clothes hugged him in all the right ways but Katsuki was all over him. Touching him, kissing him, tending to him like he actually cared.

But Masaru knew, Katsuki was just using him. This was just another one of the brats ways of getting back at him.

“So tell me the story of how you two met.” Mitsuki asked.

“Oh…it’s a funny story actually.” Izuku giggled before looking Masaru’s way.

“You see…I was ruthlessly kicked out of a car by my ex boyfriend in an unknown city when it was getting dark. I know it doesn’t bode well to move from one boyfriend to the next but…Kacchan is so much better that I forgot the other one existed.” Izuku giggled. “He saved me.”

Katsuki grabbed his hand and kissed it. “Fucked you really good too.”

At that, Masaru slammed his fist on the table startling everyone.

“Katsuki. That’s inappropriate at the dinner table.” He used as an excuse for his outburst.

“Oh please Masaru, we’re all adults here.”

Mitsuki giggled. “So tell me Izuku, did my son please you?”

“Um!” Izuku turned beat red. “That’s-”

Mitsuki laughed in delight. “I’ll take that as a yes! Oh you’re so cute! If you have children, use your sperm for the surrogate please!”

“Mom! Stop scaring him!” Katsuki barked.

“I-it’s fine really, Kacchan. She’s no less vulgar than you.” Izuku teased. “And we all know how I can handle you.”

“Izuku, can you come with me?!” Masaru stood up abruptly. “Man to man.”

Izuku looked at Katsuki who grabbed his hand.

“Fuck off, old man. I want him by my side.”

“Let him get it out of his system, Katsuki. He has to act fatherly at some point. And besides.” She winked at Izuku. “I think he can handle anything. He’s absolutely smitten by you. Your father won’t chase him away.”

“It’s okay Kacchan, I’ll be back.” Izuku smiled.

Masaru nudged his shoulder for Izuku to follow him to the backyard.

He had never seen a bigger pool. The night sky was beautiful. Despite everything that happened, Izuku couldn’t help but feel happy everything was going well with Mitsuki.

“Are you done?!” Masaru said angrily.

“Done?” Izuku questioned.

“Are you done entertaining my sons little revenge? I know I hurt you, Izuku. But I can’t have you ruining my family.” Masaru huffed.

“I’m not the one doing that, Bakugo-San.” Izuku said coldly. “You did that not being faithful to your wife.”

“Who’s a LOVELY woman by the way. She’s beautiful. Strikingly beautiful. She’s funny and very welcoming. I don’t understand why you would hurt her. And Kacchan. Kacchan’s-”

“His name is Katsuki!” Masaru grabbed his face startling him. “Don’t tell me about my family!”

“Let go of me.” Izuku demanded.

“Did you really sleep with him?!” Masaru questioned. “Tell me. Did you sleep with my son?!”

“Let go of me!” Izuku cried before Masaru shoved him against the wall. “I’ve been nothing but good to you! And you FUCK MY SON?!”

“Good to me?! You lied to me! You cheated on me! And I actually like Kacchan! He might not be nice but he’s honest! And funny! And he would never touch me like this! Get your HANDS OFF OF M-”

Masaru roughly kissed him as Izuku struggled against him.

“Masaru!” Mitsuki screamed.

“I…I’m sorry!” Izuku cried. “I’m sorry! B-Ba-”

“Go inside with Katsuki, Izuku. You have nothing to apologize for. I saw what he did.”

Izuku nodded before running inside the house.

“Mitsuki, I-”

“You think I didn’t know about your little indiscretions?” She snapped.

“You must think I’m a stupid woman, don’t you?”

“No, dear, of course not I-”

“I don’t want to hear it. This was what? Your sixth since Katsuki was born? Sorry, let me correct that, your sixth consistent one since Katsuki was born. Not counting your little one night stands.”

“Mitsuki, forgive me! I love you, I just- I’m human! I make mistakes!” Masaru cried.

“Well your little mistake this time around happens to make Katsuki very happy. So you’re going to act like a grown up and get over it, you hear?!” Mitsuki snapped.

“I don’t understand you!”

Masaru gawked. “Why didn’t you leave me after the first. Why are you okay with our son being with someone who I have betrayed you with?! Why are you-”

“Because I don’t need you to be FAITHFUL Masaru. You think I am? You think this child is actually yours?” She rubbed her stomach

“What I NEED is for you to keep your shit together. Keep me happy. And never even think about missing any bill payment, you hear? Your last mistress, we got the pool. You know what I want this time? I want a wine cellar. And we should get Izuku and Katsuki a condo.”

“You’re crazy…” Masaru huffed breathlessly.

“And you LOVE it. That’s why you’ll never leave.” She kissed his lips slowly deeply, staining them the deep red color of her lipstick. “Izuku and Katsuki are probably gone, but next time you see him, apologize.”

“And make sure you write his university a check for his tuition. I have a feeling he’s gonna stick around for a long time.” She smiled.

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“You okay?” Katsuki questioned as he kissed Izuku sweetly in his upstairs apartment above of the comic book shop.

They had just finished making love again. It was different this time. Not like a tornado of conflicting emotions, but it was soft, sweet, passionate.

“I will be.” Izuku smiled at him. “If…if you don’t mind continuing to see me after this.”

“Ya still want to continue being with me after knowing how fucked my family is?” Katsuki sighed.

“It could be worse.” Izuku shrugged. “I know someone who’s Dad’s mistress lives in their basement.”

“The fuck?” Katsuki questioned.

“Now THAT is a fucked up family.” Deku giggled.

“Damn. I thought if I could win an award for anything. It would be most fucked family.” Katsuki grumbled.

“Well I know a few things you can win awards for, Kacchan.” Izuku said sexily.

“Oh yeah?” Katsuki kissed him again and again. “Like what.”

“Hopefully best boyfriend?”

“Deku.” Katsuki kissed him again. “My mom would have my head if I said no.”

“So is that a yes?”

“Yes, nerd.” Katsuki whispered. “You’re mine. And only mine. I’m not sharing you with any other family members!”

“Please don’t.” Izuku blushed.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

“When you say it?” Izuku wrapped his arms around him. “I do.”

“Good.” Katsuki kissed him again and Izuku never felt happier.

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“No way! You have a new boyfriend?!” Ochaco gawked.

“Yeah. This one’s really amazing.” Izuku gushed to her.

“How old is this one huh? 60?”

“No, no!” Izuku laughed. “He’s our age! And he’s really funny and handsome and um..really good in bed.”

“Deku!!!” Ochaco squealed. “Tell me more.”

“I really like him. He makes me happy.” Izuku beamed.

“I can tell.” His best friend giggled. “What made you change your mind-

“About Masaru?” She asked. “I thought he was your destined Grandpa.”

“Oh, well it turns out he’s married!” Izuku cackled along with Ochaco.

“See? I told you so!”

/End Thread.

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