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background shinbaku, good friend Bakugou, Uraraka won't take a hint
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Izuku and Eijirou have been dating for 6 months and the class refuses to leave them alone for even one date. So KiriDeku has to create more and more elaborate plans to get away.
“Kacchan, please you have to help me!” Izuku begged, collapsing on the others bed.

“I don’t have to do anything. You the idiot that decided to date Shitty Hair, figure it out yourself.” Katsuki's gruff voice was slightly muted as his face was shoved into his closet.
Sadly, that meant Izuku's puppy dog eyes weren't working.

Despite how much the blond protested helping him, Izuku knew he’d cave. He just had to wait for Eijirou to join them and then Katsuki would have no choice but to bend under the will of their pleading.
Katsuki, known to Izuku as Kacchan, had the esteemed position of being both Izuku and Eijirou’s best friend. Izuku had known the blond his entire life and despite a few rocky years in the middle, they were basically brothers.

They’d do anything for each other.
“If you don’t help, I’m going to rip out all my hair and go crazy!”

Izuku threw a pillow at Katsuki the second he heard the other giggling, whispering around how he’d look as a, ‘bald nerd’.
“Just tell them all to fuck off. Simple as that.” Katsuki told him, shrugging his shoulders and pulling out the black skull shirt he’d been looking for.

One of Izuku’s eyes twitched in response.

The problem?
Izuku and Eijirou were dating. Which would have been fine if people would just LEAVE THEM ALONE, but alas, that hadn’t happened. Not even a single time.

Was Izuku gratefully that his first kiss was captured on film? 6 months after if happened, yes. It was a lovely memory.
The moment that it happened though, he was ready to give up him provisional license and commit a few villainous acts against his classmates.

Class A had gone through so many life altering things together that there was no way they couldn’t NOT be close.
They’d lived in the dorms together for three years, they changed in the same locker rooms, they worked shoulder to shoulder.

Hell, half of the guys carried at least one tampon in their bags, just in case.
He wouldn’t change how comfortable or close they were, but he did wish that maybe they could just dial it back a little.

He knew he wasn’t the only one struggling with the lack of alone time either.
The first time Denki barged in and sat in between them when they were trying to watch a movie in Izuku’s room, Eijirou laughed it off.

6 months later, Izuku was having to hold him back from snapping his teeth at people.
Katsuki seemed a little proud of his friend that first time Eijirou actually growled like an angry dog.

Unfortunately, the lack of privacy was only being made worse by the fact that Izuku kept being asked out.
It made the entire situation feel like not only was the class disregarding their relationship, but also both of their feelings.

Thankfully, Katsuki was usually around to either reassure them both or yell at their classmates.
Izuku couldn’t count the number of dates they’d been on with Katsuki. The one time he tried to leave them alone, Hanta and Shoto just happened to be walking by and ended up joining them for dinner. After that, Izuku and Eijirou just asked Katsuki to third wheel with them.
Because nothing screams romance like your best friend/older brother figure watching you flirt with his best friend.

Katsuki’s door burst open, breaking Izuku out of this thoughts.
“Hey babe, looking good! Hey Kat, manly chest.” Eijirou greeted, giving Izuku a smile and giving Katsuki a nod as the blond was just finishing changing his shirt.

“Don’t look at me, perv.” Katsuki responded out of reflex more than anything malicious.
“Okay, so, if we sneak out the window right now, we’ll have at max 5 minutes to make it off school grounds and hide before Denki and Mina realize I’m not coming back from the bathroom and come looking for us.”
Eijirou excitedly grabbed at Izuku’s hands, pulling him off the bed and pushing him towards the fourth story window.
Yes, Izuku could, for all intensive purposes, fly. But it still felt like the thought of him and his boyfriend jumping out of a 4th story window just to escape...
their friends should have been more concerning.

“Kacchan, how are you getting out?” Izuku asked, looking over to see Katsuki just finishing the final look at his outfit.

“Using the front door. If any extra tries to crash, I’ll just explode their asses all the way back to UA.”
Before Izuku could say anything or even wish his friend luck, Eijirou opened the window and blocked his view.

“Baby, darling, love, God among men, we do not have time for this. 3 minutes...
...You either jump out the window now or Mina and Shoto take turns asking us about what color flowers we’ll have at the wedding.” Izuku grimaced and glanced around the large frame of his boyfriend.
“Good Luck, be safe, have fun, tell Hitoshi I said hello!” Without waiting for any response, Izuku did the only reasonable thing and jumped out of the window.

Float and black whip activated as he grabbed Eijirou’s wrist, letting him swing as he slowly let both of them down.
Katsuki’s room faced the back of the campus, so all they had to do was-

“Deku! There you are? What are you doing? Do you want to come watch a movie with Iida, Tsu, and I? We can grab Todo and it was be a whole Dekusquad night.”
Uraraka rushed over to Izuku the second his and Eijirou’s feet hit the ground.

Izuku could have screamed.

Not only because the 2 minutes they should have still had was pointless and because it was just another foiled attempt for them to have alone time, but also
because Uraraka and Iida were two of the people that Izuku was avoiding.

In first year, Izuku had thought Uraraka was pretty, friendly, and so utterly nice. So thought all of that meant that he liked her, and he confused that for romantic feelings for weeks.
It wasn’t until one late night, when Izuku and Eijirou were both in the kitchen, trying to avoid the nightmares that their first official raid gave them, that Izuku realized how wrong he’d been.
Eijirou, with a baggy shirt and tired eyes, smiled at Izuku and his whole world fell off kilter.

It wasn’t until another year that Izuku came out as gay to the class.

He’d never told Uraraka that he’d liked her, never flirted, never led her on, but that didn’t seem to matter.
Since he’d come out, she’d asked him out at least a dozen times, half of which were when he was dating Eijirou. Once Iida had told him that it was rude to discount a young woman’s feelings, and he insisted that Izuku give her a chance.
The fact that the conversation look place while Izuku and Eijirou were trying, and failing, to have a study date in the latter’s room, didn’t help.

After that, Izuku separated himself from the pair.
He and Tsu were fine, and she was one of the few people who respected his need for alone time.

Shoto stopped considering himself a member of the squad when Uraraka and Iida gave him and hour long speech about the importance of family and how
they were sure that Endeavor’s feelings were hurt by Shoto’s refusal to answer the Hero’s calls.

Unfortunately, Izuku had on patrol when it happened and didn’t find out until Hanta had called him in a panic because Shoto and Katsuki were going head-to-head in one of the gyms.
The Bakusquad adopted Shoto as their own after that, much to Izuku’s relief. Though, that relief turned quickly into dismay when Mina realized she found another person who was more than willing to ask people invasive questions and who also enjoyed
watching Izuku blush from his roots to his feet.

“I actually have plans right now, Uraraka. Maybe another time.” Izuku told her calmly, trying to get out of the situation and amicably as possible. He could also feel how tense the hand holding his was.
“You said that last time.” Tears began to well up in large brown eyes. “I thought we were friends, after everything we’ve been through.”

“I’m just trying to go to dinner. It’s not because we aren’t friends.” Izuku tried to reason, ignoring the swirl of agitation
that was spreading through him limbs.

“Then, can I get dinner with you? Just the two of us?” Hope shined through tears and Izuku almost felt a little bad about wanting to crush that hope.
He was literally holding hands with someone else, who Uraraka had pointedly not even glanced at, and she still had the audacity to ask if they could get dinner alone.

ALONE!

“Ei! There you are!” Denki called from the building, his head sticking out the kitchen window.
“Five minutes is up.” Eijirou whispered dejectedly behind him.

Izuku would stand by the three days of detention he got from Mr. Aizawa, after he took his anger out on one of the nearby trees until the day he died.
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Aaaaand that's Attempt Number 1
Stayed tuned for more :D
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The next morning, feeling probably far more pumped than he should have been, Izuku started spreading the word about a full class movie night. Which really meant he got Mina to agree and she demanded everyone’s presence.
“Look Mina, I’m going to be honest with you, this is a cover.” Mina’s eyes flickered up from where her thumbs were flying over the screen to look up into Izuku’s own.

“OMG, tell me everything!” She crowded into his space with excited eyes and a far too mischeivious grin.
Gently, he pushed her shoulders away until there was enough room between them for him to breathe again.

“I really want to spend time with Eijirou.” Her unblinking eyes continued to stare into his soul as a flush began to spread over his cheeks. “Alone.”
The squeal that left Mina’s mouth was under no circumstances, a noise that humans should be able to make.

“My little boys, growing up so fast!” Arms wrapped around Izuku’s waist, squeezing all the air in his body out.

When she finally pulled away, Mina gave him a devious smirk.
“My my, you naughty boy, has he even met your mother yet? Should I teach you about protection? Oh my, do you need some!? We can ask Momo to make you some!” Before Mina could run off and start God only knows what kind of rumors, Izuku put a hand over her mouth.
“Mina, I’m begging you, please calm down. I didn’t say we were going to have sex! Under no circumstances do I want you to ask Momo to make me anything. Please, all I need your help with, is making sure everyone goes to the movie night and is too engrossed with the movie to
notice us slipping away.” He slowly peeled back his hand from her face as he watched her eyes morph into determination.

“Count me in, Izu!” One blinding smile later she raised an eyes brow at him.
“Though, I don’t know why you’re putting in so much effort. Can’t you just tell everyone you want to be alone?”

“You’d think that, wouldn’t you.” He was sure his tone and face rivaled anything first year Shoto could even dream of not expressing.

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The days passed in a flurry of hero training, quick kisses with giggling observers, and thankfully quiet lunches joined only by Katsuki and Hitoshi.

“So, you really think your movie night tonight is going to work, Deku?” Katsuki asked, shoving four perfectly made bentos onto
the table before collapsing into his seat.

Izuku eagerly passed them out, almost forgetting he needed to answer.

Katsuki and Izuku were the only two in their group who knew how to do anything in the kitchen other that search for takeout menus.
Normally, they’d trade off so that they didn’t have to cook daily, and to make sure that a certain faux red head didn’t pour protein powder into instant ramen…again.

Hitoshi had joined their little group not only when he and Katsuki had started flirting back and forth, but also
when Izuku watched him pour a five-hour energy into his coffee and call it lunch. When he tried to claim that he could just eat the same energy pouches that Aizawa had, the decision was only solidified.

“Mina is taking care of it. Hanta, Denki, and Shoto have all agreed
to leave us alone from 5pm to tomorrow at noon. We should literally have the entire night.” Eijirou answered for him, dopey smile lining his face.

“You know, Iida told Katsuki and I that it was inappropriate to be alone together in his room yesterday."
"You wanna know how I got around that?” Hitoshi questioned lightly, opening his bento. Izuku was instantly suspicious. “I told him to fuck off and shut the door.”
Katsuki and Hitoshi both broke out in a laugh that Izuku only responded to by kicking wilding at both of their shins.
“I get it, we were too nice.” Izuku sighed dramatically, stabbing at a carrot. “It’ll work out tonight.”

Looking back, Izuku knew he should have just yelled at everyone to leave them alone from the very first minute they got together.
He knew while some people would have taken offense, the people that he was the closest to would have left him alone.
But they didn’t, they were both dumb, and said that it was okay when people wanted to study with them, or eat with them, or walk around campus with them at sunset.
Honestly though, how are you supposed to tell your mentor that he isn’t allowed to join you for a walk on a nice evening?

He gave Izuku a quirk and fatherly love, and Izuku was weak!
“I mean absolutely full offense when I say this, but you know you’re not that lucky, right?” Katsuki commented, not even retaliating when Izuku threw one of his chops sticks at him.

He was right though, Izuku had used up every ounce of luck in his life getting a quirk,
getting into UA, getting Eijirou to like him, and not dying in any of the villain attacks.

He should have known that the second he walked into movie night.

Eijirou and Izuku had gotten to the common room early and claimed to two of the three seats on the couch. It sat farthest
away from the screen and it would make their escape easy. Of course, because the world wanted to make Izuku’s life miserable, Uraraka slammed into the seat on his left.
“Deku, I’m so happy to be watching a movie with you.” Eyelashes batted in his direction and he grimaced back.
“We’re watching with the whole class. Not the two of us.” Told her directly. “I’m dating Eijirou.” He leaned a little back, gesturing to said boyfriend.

“Yeah, yeah, for now.” She waved it off like it was nothing.

Like his relationship was nothing.
“Excuse me?” He gritted out through clenched teeth, standing up from his spot.

“Uraraka, that isn’t okay.” Eijirou told her disapprovingly, reaching for Izuku’s hand.

“What? People break up. I’m not saying anything wrong. Once you get over this phase, you’ll break up.”
Before anyone word could be said by anyone, the class began to fill in with giggles and happy conversations. Izuku abruptly walked into the kitchen for some much needed air.
The second that a familiar hand touched his shoulder, he turned around, using all his anger and fury to grab onto Eijirou face forcefully, kissing him deeply.

“We aren’t a phase.” He told him, ripping away after a few seconds. Eijirou nodded, pulling him into a hug.
“I know, babe.” With Izuku’s eyes just barely peaking over Eijirou’s shoulder, he glared at Tokoyami and Shoji would were staring at them, popcorn bowls in hand.

Both turned away fairly quickly.

“Please refrain from PDA in the common areas.”
Jumping apart at the sound of their teacher, Izuku barely had enough time to prepare before Eri was barreling into his arms.

“Deku! Deku! Deku! I’ve missed you! Hi Eichi! I’ve missed you too!” She greeting them, squirming from one set of arms to the other.
“Eri heard you were having a movie night and wanted to join you.” Aizawa told them as Eijirou set Eri back on her feet. She bounced excitedly, reaching for both of their hands.

“Let’s go!”
“I’ll be back before curfew, Problem Child. Please take care of her.” Aizawa gave a single nod before he sauntered out, likely to find a spot to curl up and pass out.

They walked back into the common room, previous anger still lingering as Izuku glanced to a certain person.
They ended up right in the center of the room, with Eri sitting snuggly in between them.

Izuku didn’t even feel bad after he blocked Katsuki’s number after the blonde sent him a series of laughing crying emojis.
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He was determined and done.
Honestly, it was a deadly combination.
The moment he woke up, his body buzzed with excitement and anticipation. After double checking that all of his homework for the weekend was done, he sped through his workout, did his weekend dorm chores, and even
tidied up his room.

He wasn’t leaving room for any complaints.

When he was finally done with everything, he collapsed against his bed.

Somehow, he’d completed everything before it was even 11am.
The only thing left for him to do was to get both his and Eijirou’s off campus passes, which wasn’t going to be a hard task, but it was going to involve his teacher giving him his signature, ‘I know what you’re doing look’, which had a 50% chance of making him blush
and a 50% chance of just making him spontaneously combust on the spot.

His thoughts were stopped by the buzzing of his phone, alerting him that at least one person wanted his attention.
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Giggling, he put his phone down, nothing bothering to respond to Katsuki again.

Izuku made a mental note to do some research on quirk caused insomnia and remedies around that as soon and he and Eijirou got back to the dorms.
As much as it felt selfish, he knew that Katsuki was more than capable of taking care of Hitoshi and he didn’t need Izuku to put his life on hold to help him.

With renewed vigor, he leapt up and made him way towards his teacher's room.
His enthusiasm was short lived under Aizawa’s judgmental gaze.
“You’re expecting me to give two hormonal seventeen year olds permission to leave campus and spend the night God knows where.” With an eyebrow raised Aizawa crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door.
“At my moms. We’re staying at my moms.” Izuku corrected nervously, feeling a bit like his soul was dying under all the embarrassment.

“And will your mother be there?” Before Izuku could open his mouth in even an attempt to lie, Aizawa cut him off.
“Because she called to tell me she’d be in America for the month.”

With that Izuku shook his head, shoulders slumping.

“No, Sir.”
The silence drug on for a few more moments before Aizawa sighed loudly.

“You’ll text me when you get to the restaurant, when you leave, when you arrive at your mother’s, and when you leave tomorrow. Also, you’ll be back here by noon tomorrow.”
“You’ll text me when you get to the restaurant, when you leave, when you arrive at your mother’s, and when you leave tomorrow. Also, you’ll be back here by noon tomorrow.”

“You and Kirishima will also see Recovery Girl before you leave for a reminder on safety and precautions.”
Izuku instantly let his teacher go and stepped back like he’d been burned.

“No.” He pleaded, receiving a truly terrifying smiling in return.
“Once I get word that you saw Recovery Girl, I’ll sign your waivers.” With that final piece of soul crushing information, Aizawa slammed the door in Izuku’s face and went back to his own weekend.
After spending a solid five minutes lightly beating his forehead into the wall adjacent from Aizawa’s room, Izuku pushed down his dread and embarrassment enough to make the trek back up the stairs to Eijirou’s room.
Seeing the wide shark tooth grin and relaxed bright red hair made Izuku feel like maybe the meeting with Recovery Girl was totally worth it.

“You’re not allowed to see each other yet!” Mina yelled, jumping in between them and blocking Izuku was the best view he’d seen all day.
“Mina, I think that is just for weddings. I don’t think it counts for dates.” Sero chuckled, pulling Izuku into the full room.
“Hey babe!” Eijirou jumped up and embraced Izuku in a warm and comfortable hug, after physically picking Mina up and setting her off to the side. “What bring you ‘round to these parts?”
Izuku cocked an eyebrow up and the fake American accent, loving the way that Eijirou’s cheeks tinged with enough color that they matched his hair and eyes.

“Sorry, we were watching Cowboys Vs. Aliens. You wanna join?”
“Actually, I’m gonna need you to come with me for a few minutes. We have permission from Aizawa to leave tonight, just as long as we do one thing first.
“Really that’s great! What do we have to do?”
“About that…”
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“Why would you do this to me, Izuku?” Izuku barely glanced at Eijirou’s terror filled eyes as he tried to stay strong, clutching desperately onto his boyfriend’s hand.

“Alright you two, let’s begin.” Recovery Girl said, turning back to the large white board she’d rolled in.
“Dear God, why does she have a banana with her?” Eijirou whimpered.
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2 hours, 37 minutes, and at least 4 lives later, Izuku and Eijirou walked out of Recovery Girls office. No longer touching and barely able to look at each other without feeling like they were going to explode.
“Should we talk about stuff? I think maybe before we go out we should talk about stuff? Communication is…important.” Izuku whispered, feeling dazed, aged, and far less excited than he was when he woke up.
“We should, but I think I need maybe like, an hour or two. That was um, informative.” Eijirou told him, face looking exactly how Izuku was feeling.
“Cool. Cool. Cool. Sounds good.” The awkward pause in the conversation did little to ease either of their moods. “The reservation
is tonight at 6:30. Thought we’d leave here at 6, so maybe we just go and get ready and meeting back up at like 5? Talk first then leave?”
“Maybe we should just do it now. This is the first time we’ve been-” Eijirou was cut off by familiar shouts of greetings,
coming from behind them.

Sato and Kota were walking towards them, a few bags of groceries swinging by their sides.

“Hey guys!” Sato happily greeted.

“Oh, hey guys, funny running into you here.” Izuku forced a smile, knowing their interruption wasn’t from ill intent.
“Aizawa asked us to pick up some coffee for the teachers lounge when we stopped by the store today. We were just dropping it off. What are you to doing?” Sato asked again, he and Kota falling into step with Izuku and Eijirou.
“We were actually just about to part ways. I’ve got some stuff I need to do. Sato, nice seeing you, stay manly. Izuku-” Eijirou paused slightly, like he was trying find any words at all to say. “-I’ll uh, I’ll see you later.”
Izuku tried to ignore the pang in his chest at the unaffectionate farewell he was given. He knew Eijirou was probably struggling with the mix of questions and emotions, but it still hurt to see the other just walk away.
With his own shoulders slumping in even more, he bid Sato a farewell and turned to take a lap around the school.
When Uraraka popped up in Izuku’s vision a few minutes into his lap around the campus, Izuku wasn’t even surprised.
“Can I walk with you?” She asked, hands clenched behind her back with her chest pushed out as far as it would go.

“Sure, I guess.” Izuku sighed in defeat, allowed her to match pace with him for a few minutes of blissful silence.
“I’m sorry, about yesterday and saying your relationship was a phase.” She told him, bringing him to an abrupt stop. “It came out completely wrong.” Looking down at her feet, she toed the dirty, before looking up at him with big brown eyes.
“Deku-kun, you know I like you. That isn’t a secret. I didn’t mean that what you have with Eijirou wasn’t real, I just meant that high school relationships don’t always last. We’re young, and as wonderful and amazing as it would be to get it right on the first try,
that doesn’t always happen.”

As much as Izuku wasn’t to disagree with her, he knew he couldn’t. Statistically, forever wasn’t really in his and Eijirou’s future, but Izuku wasn’t worried about that. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more the idea of statistics not
being on his side, kind of made Izuku feel giddy. He'd always been a bit of a statistical miracle himself.

“I was just trying to say that if something happened to you guys, I’d still be here. I’ll always be here for you Deku-Kun. I’d wait for you forever.”
Izuku was pulled from his giddy thoughts with Uraraka confession. To some, it might have been a romantic speech, but to Izuku, who had had far too many interactions with obsessive women, it just sounded creepy.
“Your devotion is… commendable.” He started, trying to be a little gentle with her feeling. “With that being said though, no matter what happens, I’ll still be gay. Don’t wait around for something who isn’t going to like you back. You’re a nice girl, and someone will appreciate
that, but it will never be me. Eijirou and I are going to be just fine, and I’m sure you’ll be just fine with someone else.”

“If you gave me a chance, I could turn you!” Uraraka shouted in desperation, grabbing at one of Izuku’s hands.
“Drop his hand or the only thing that will be getting turned is my fist in the direction of your face.”
Both Izuku and Uraraka looked around to see Katsuki, standing cooly with his hands shoved into his pockets and his nose tilted up in the air, a sneer trained on Uraraka’s face.
Izuku took the moment to pull his hand away from her, and walk over towards his friend.

“I will never like you. Plan and simple. Not even a direction hit from some love quirk would make me look at you like that. Give up and get over it.” Izuku turned his back to her and
walked away, not even feeling bad about how he talked to her. His once reservation about being gentle felt like a fleeting whim among his harsher thoughts.

“Damn nerd, that was cold.” Katsuki laughed openly next to him, bumping his shoulder and they walked away from the loud
sobs behind them.

“Why are you out here anyway?”

“Ei called. Said you guys had sex ed from hell and then he ghosted you. The idiot squad is with him now. Dumbass is probably sobbing into a pillow. He sounded like a kicked puppy that lost his favorite treat."
"So, what the fuck happened?” Izuku’s hurt felt a little bit soothed with Eijirou still trying to take care of him.

“I think we both just realized that sex is kind of a big deal and a big step and we haven’t even been able to be alone in a room together for more than 5 minutes
and now all the sudden there is all this information and it all feels a little overwhelming and real now.”

“Woah woah woah. Stop. If you’re not ready, just tell him that. You can be alone and not have sex. If Eijirou is pressuring you when I’ll explode off his dick.” The dark
look that passed over Katsuki’s face made Izuku smile softly, shaking his head.

“No, he’s not. I promise. We’re gonna talk before we go out, and yeah, I think maybe holding off a little longer would be good. There seems to be a lot more prep that I realized."
"We haven’t even talked about who will bottom.”

Katsuki put his hands over his heads and made a loud gagging noise.

“I don’t want to hear this part you, Shitty Nerd!” Katsuki screamed while Izuku laughed loudly, pulling at Katsuki’s arm so the other was forced to listen to him.
And that was attempt number Three Part 1! Stay turned for part 2 :D

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