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#BKDK, #BakuDeku, Quirk Accident, #SFW, Accidental Confession, Happy Ending

Title: "Dolled Up"

A huge special thanks to @/CamelKtdk for giving me permission to write a drabble based off their GORGEOUS art! Please go check them out and follow them for more art.
The common room was strangely quiet.

Sure, it had the normal hustle and bustle of students from Class 3A wandering around, prepping breakfast and the murmur of quiet discussions, but there was a certain gremlin notably missing.
Izuku was surprisingly one of the last ones to venture to the common room, rubbing his eyes to rid himself of the sleep causing a heavy fog over his brain.

While pouring himself a generous helping of coffee, he was approached by a way too energetic Kaminari.
“Mido~riya saaaaaan~” Kaminari heavily drapes himself around Izuku’s shoulders, nuzzling cutely against freckled cheeks.

“Ah, good morning, Kaminari-kun”

“Sorry about him, bro. Kami, let Midobro get his drink first before you assault him,” Kirishima lightly scolded.
“Oh, Midobro, since you’re here, is Bakubro coming down soon too? We haven’t seen him so far and normally ya’ll are the first ones down here.”

Kaminari pouts, but pulls himself away from Izuku, making grabby hands towards Kirishima instead.

Midoriya chuckles softly, watching
as Kirishima subconsciously corrals Kaminari into a side-hug cuddle, while waiting for his response.

“Kacchan had to go visit Auntie and Uncle this weekend. He left late last night and won’t be back for a few days.”
“Aww man. He was supposed to come with us to the mall this weekend. Mina wanted to go check out some new store and we needed his clothing expertise.”

Just then, Uraraka pops into the kitchen, followed by Mina and Jirou.

“Ooh the mall? I wanna go! I’ve been meaning to check
out this newly released sun visors,” Ochako says.

“Blasty isn’t coming?! Oh man what a drag. How could he bail like this?” Mina whines. “Ah! I know! Why don’t we just turn this into a class outing instead?!”

Jirou smiles before saying, “I have been interested in checking out
some new tunes at the music shop. Yeah, an outing seems like it could be fun.”

Midoriya has only taken a few sips of his coffee before he’s practically dragged out of the kitchen area and forced back upstairs to change into real clothes. Soon enough, the majority of the class is
on their way out of the door in route of the mall.

He isn’t sure what made him turn his head, but Midoriya is happy he did when he suddenly sees some sort of cloth object lying on the side of the sidewalk, partially under the bushes.

He stops walking to try to get a better
look, his friends calling out to him.

“What’s up, Deku? Whatcha looking at?” Uraraka says, peaking over Izuku’s shoulder.

“Dunno. There’s something there” Izuku walks closer to the bushes, crouching down to pick up the small object.

There’s a couple of leaves stuck to the
fabric, but it does absolutely nothing to hide the brilliant shock of wheat-gold hair exploding from the top of the small doll’s head.

He flips the doll over and is immediately smitten with the incredible resemblance of his dearest friend.
He doesn’t even realize that he’s lovingly stroking the golden spikes until Uraraka comes up next to him and softly says, “did someone make some merch of Bakugo?”

Izuku looks over and shrugs his shoulder, “they must have…I wonder what it’s doing over here in the bushes though.”
He barely has the words out of his mouth when he suddenly hears Kaminari, Kirishima, Mina and Sero making their way over to him.

He realizes that everyone must have stopped to wait for him when he first decided to grab the little doll.

Instinctively, Izuku clutches tighter
onto the fabric doll, intent on keeping it safe from their rambunctious energies.

“Find something neat, Midoriya?” Sero says, doing his best to get a better look at the object.

“Oh, uh…yeah, I suppose so.” Izuku says, still clutching onto the doll.
Ochako looks at the others, “someone made a little doll of Bakugo!”

The remaining group all gasp. Their eyes all stare, unblinking, at Izuku’s hands, which finally open to reveal the small toy.

It’s clearly meant to be Katsuki, complete with his signature glare and frown.
He’s wearing some sort of winter garb: a red scarf around his neck, long sleeve black top and matching black pants. Small gloves and matching boots adorn the doll.

“Who knew Blasty could look so cute?” Mina squeals, picking up the toy from Midoriya’s hands and smooshing it
against her cheeks with glee.

It takes every ounce of will power he has for Izuku to not snatch the little doll back. The doll is passed around the group before Kirishima gives it back to Izuku with a bright, toothy smile.
Izuku looks up at him with wide, green eyes, clearly confused.

“You and Bakubro go way back. It only makes sense that you should be the one to keep an eye on MiniBro for now."

A light rosy dusting dances across Izuku’s cheeks, eyes widening a fraction.
He looks down at the doll in his hands, smiling softly while running his crooked fingers over the cushy fabric. “Minicchan…”

“Oh my gosh! MINICCHAN!!! That’s the cutest name ever!!!!” Mina gushes, hugging Kaminari tightly until he’s fighting for air.
The group laugh and continue on their way to the mall, Minicchan now sitting on Midoriya’s shoulder, tucked into the crook of his neck.

Izuku has the brightest smile, constantly nuzzling against the little doll while they walk.

///
Once the group of teens reach the mall, they all break off into smaller groups, venturing to various stores.

Izuku starts off with Uraraka, but eventually is left alone to wander the busy mall.

Well, not completely alone, he still has Minicchan to keep him company.
Midoriya decides to spend his time checking out new comics and various merch stores.

He takes the time to show Minicchan all the coolest merchandise, complete with intense rambling of stats for every hero he comes across.
Midoriya suddenly stops in the middle of a tangent about Kamui Woods, sadly smiling down at Minicchan.

“The real Kacchan would probably be really irritated with my mumbling by now. He’d definitely say something like ‘SHUT UP STUPID DEKU!’ Hahaha…”
For a moment, Izuku remains silent, staring at the little doll version of Katsuki.

Shaking his head, his smile brightens and he says, “But that’s okay. Now I have you, Minicchan! You’ll listen to me ramble without getting mad, right? Besides, Kacchan isn’t all bad.
We’ve even gotten closer recently! I said he’d get grumpy, but he’s really a good guy once you get to know him.”

Minicchan remains silent, staring unblinking into nothingness as Deku now begins to ramble about how amazing his Kacchan is.

///
Katsuki can’t believe his unfortunate luck. He set out late at night to head to his parent’s place to help with some last-minute emergency with their fashion line.

Something about a model throwing a fit and literally turning into a giant, round blueberry?? He didn’t care enough
to get all of the information. All he knows is that instead of getting to wake up early and spend a few blissful hours alone with Deku, he has to deal with his loud ass mother for the weekend.

The scenery is already thrown into full darkness as he walks towards the bus station.
He doesn’t make it too far before he hears a commotion.

Perfect, just what he wanted to help get his mind off of the annoyance that is this coming weekend. He can just blast away whatever minor villain is causing the ruckus and get out some of his simmering frustration.
The extra causing a scene is a small-fry that’s taken down in a few quick minutes. Some loser who tried to steal a wallet from someone in an alley way, now unconscious and being hauled away by local police.

The female victim is weeping and clinging to Katsuki, desperately
thanking him over and over for helping her. He’s doing everything he can to wrench his arm free of the woman, walking backwards to create some distance between them.

In the efforts to get away, he accidentally causes the distraught woman to bump into one of the officers and he
suddenly feels a strange warmth travel up the length of his arm and across his chest, settling uncomfortably throughout his body.

The woman startles and releases Katsuki’s arm. She makes the move to try to say something to him, but Katsuki is more than annoyed with the series
of events and makes a quick escape of the scene entirely.

He walks a couple of blocks away, noticing his breathing rate has increased and he feels hot. So hot. Too hot.

His head begins to spin and his shuts his eyes, trying to hold on to his consciousness as the world around
him fades into darkness.

The next thing he knows, he’s being picked up and turned over to reveal Deku’s viridian gaze.

He can feel crooked fingers running across his face and hair while he gazes into the most gorgeous set of eyes he’s ever known.
He tries to speak, but nothing happens. He’s unsure how Deku got so big that he can literally pick Katsuki up, but clearly something is wrong.

He’s passed around his group of extras (read friends) before he is plopped back into Deku’s hands once more.
He hears that he’s been turned into some sort of doll, but he can’t focus on that right now as he’s being /cuddled/ against Deku’s soft wild curls, the scent of his shampoo surrounding his now fabric face.

Maybe being a doll for a little while won’t be so bad after all.
TBC

I just need a small break before I can sprint through some more of this.

Hope you're enjoying so far
At least, that’s what he thought until he heard Deku’s heartbreaking voice confessing that Kacchan is mean when he rambles.

Talk about a kick in the teeth. Minicchan could only lay there motionless, unable to convey his feelings to Deku.
Even with Izuku perking up and going on about how amazing Kacchan is, Katsuki could only think back to his sad face.

True, they had grown closer over time, but does Deku still think of him as a bully? Has he not done enough to prove that he can be better, that he is better than
the shitty brat he was back in middle school?

The two move around the mall, one silent and made of cloth, the other chatting amicably with said doll.

Deku was so adorable as he’d move Minicchan’s fabric hands around, doing his best to mimic Katsuki’s voice while forcing the
doll to ‘say’ responses to his rambles.

There were a couple of families that would occasionally stop Deku as they walked, their children asking for Deku’s autograph and going spastic while reminiscing how great Izuku was in the recent sports festival.

Deku, of course couldn’t
help but stop and chat with the children. He’d have Minicchan come forward to ‘talk’ to the kids and let them know they could be heroes too, one day.

Then he’d pose with the kids and Minicchan for a quick photo and the families would move on.

Katsuki had a rare opportunity to
watch Izuku in his natural habitat, making people happy wherever he went while still having time to nerd out with his new fabric friend. It was endearing.

By the time the group of students met back up again for lunch, Izuku was more than happy to set Minicchan up next to him
while he ate and joked with their friends.

The group would still occasionally poke at the adorable little doll, teasing Izuku about how happy he must be to finally have a Katsuki that was willing to follow him around without any complaints.

///

Izuku is quick to retreat back
to his room when they return to the dorms. He loves being with his friends, but they can be quite exhausting with their boisterous attitudes.

After a long day of walking around the mall, buying new merch, taking photos with a few young fans and playing around with his
classmates, Izuku was ready to just relax in the silence of his room.

He took some time to gently place all of his purchases in their proper place before setting Minicchan on his bed, against his pillow.

Izuku stepped away to switch into lounge wear then flopped face first
onto the mattress, making the doll bounce in its place.

Izuku rubbed his face against his plush quilt, making his curls wild with static energy. He peeked a jade eye over to his cloth companion, smiling sweetly, innocently.
“Minicchan, today was so much fun! I never thought I’d be able to have so many wonderful friends that I could just hang out with whenever I wanted.” Izuku giggled lightly, dragging doll-Katsuki closer to his face.

Katsuki could feel his non-existent heartbeat frantically gallop
and a blush invade his face. He was so close to Midoriya, he could see every single freckle decorating his cherub face.

Izuku smiled brightly at the doll, before whispering, “I wish Kacchan could have been with us. He likes to say that he doesn’t enjoy everyone being around,
but I know he treasures them as friends too. He’s just difficult sometimes. Kacchan is the best at most things but being honest is not one of them. Still, I think he would have had fun too, don’t you think Minicchan?”

Obviously, Katsuki couldn’t respond to the boy, but it didn’t
seem to bother Izuku in the slightest.

Instead, Izuku rolled over, bringing the toy with him to rest on his chest, while he looked up to his ceiling.

“Ya know, Minicchan, Kacchan and I used to be best friends. We did everything together and always spent our time with one
another. Middle school was really hard on us and we kinda drifted apart. So I’m really glad that we could both get into UA and continue to be together.

Kacchan will always be my most important person, even if he doesn’t know that anymore.”

Izuku sat up, lifting the doll
upwards slightly, so he could gaze down into the lifeless eyes of his rival. The intensity of his stare continued, without blinking, eyes swimming with emotion.

“I’m sorry you lost your way, Minicchan, but thank you for being here for me while Kacchan is gone. I hope he and I
can continue to get closer and closer until we are best friends again. But don’t tell him that Minicchan, or he will definitely blast me into the stratosphere!”

Izuku takes a moment to caress the doll’s hair and fidgets with the small clothes adorning the toy.
“Wanna know a secret, Minicchan?”

Katsuki holds his breath, as if anything he did could reveal he was really trapped as a doll. He’d just heard something he definitely shouldn’t have.

Izuku felt comfortable in his own space to speak so openly with this fabric imitation of him,
but he knows the freckled boy will be upset once he figures out how to get back to his real body and it’s revealed he’s listening in on this private moment.

Still, the rush of whatever this new secret is makes Katsuki wish with all his might that he can stay Minicchan for just
a few more minutes.

Izuku smiles down at the doll in his hands, eyes crinkling, before whispering, “I’ve always liked Kacchan the most. I think I’ve been in love with him for longer than I’ve known what true love even is. I can’t tell him that though. I know Kacchan would never
look at me that way. I’m just thankful that he at least seems to want to be around me a bit more. We train together all the time and he really sees me as an actual rival now. A proper rival. That should be enough for me, and it is. Sometimes. I like that there isn’t this
animosity anymore, but sometimes I wonder what it could be like. What would have happened with us if I had been born with a quirk and we never had a falling out. Would I be allowed to love Kacchan openly? Would he still hate it or would he…?”
Izuku’s voice fades away. Katsuki can feel that strange warmth again. It isn’t as uncomfortable as it was the first time, but it’s alarming nonetheless.

‘Please! Just a little more time!’, he thinks. He can’t interrupt this moment!

Izuku pulls the doll close to his face once
more and plants a sweet kiss to Minicchan’s face, still smiling brightly.

Katsuki blushes fiercely. Could it be that Katsuki had it all wrong from the beginning?

He thought his silly feelings for his childhood friend would never be reciprocated because of how awful he was
when they were kids. Hell he definitely didn’t think he deserved Deku’s affections, but maybe this could be a chance? He could prove from here out that he could be the kind of man that did deserve Deku. He’d do whatever it takes.

He notices that Izuku’s face no longer has a
smile, instead it’s scrunched up in clear confusion.

“Minicchan…your face is…red? But how can that possibly be? You’re getting warm…”

The doll begins to radiate a strange heat until Midoriya is forced to drop the toy back onto his bed, backing away from the area. Green
lightning arcs across his forearms, up his chest, and around his head as he feels every ounce of One For All engage in preparation for whatever fight might come.

There’s a sudden hissing sound emanating from the doll before a small poomf is heard.

Sitting in the same place as
Minicchan is Kacchan.

The two stare at one another in confusion, unsure if either should make the first move.

Katsuki is the braver of the two, glancing downward quickly to note aloud, “Ah…the quirk kept my overnight bag with me while I was a doll, I guess…”
Sure enough, when Izuku’s gaze strayed, he could see Bakugou’s duffle haphazardly laying on the floor.

“Uh. De-No…Izuku. Did you really mean all of that?” Katsuki asks.

Izuku continues staring at the forgotten bag, his face aflame, lower lip trembling with shame.
“Kacchan…I’m sorry, I know we are barely even friends now. I just- I’m so- I didn’t mean for you to hear it! Please don’t abandon me again, Kacchan! I swear it won’t change anything!”

Katsuki rushes forward, off of the bed to envelop his childhood friend in his arms, rubbing
his back awkwardly. “Hey nerd, it’s okay.”

Izuku fists Katsuki’s shirt in his hands, clinging to the taller male while shoving his face into the broad chest in front of him. A small solace if this is to be the last time he is blessed enough to embrace his not-so-secret crush.
“Look at me, Freckles.” Katsuki uses a hand under his chin to lift the boy’s face until they’re gazes meet.

“I’m not good at this emotional stuff, but…I ain’t going anywhere. You’ve been a pain in my ass our whole lives and you’ll continue to only be MY pain in the ass
forever. Got it?”

Katsuki’s face flushes a ruby that rivals his molten red eyes, lips twitching with the nervousness of laying his heart out for the other so openly.

It takes a few horrific moments for the words to really be understood, but when the lightbulb goes off,
Izuku’s eyes widen comically. His tears cease immediately as he stutters out, “Kacchan…you…me? Really Kacchan?!”

Katsuki has only a moment of relief from the waterworks to nod in confirmation before a waterfall of tears pours from the smaller boy’s eyes.
“Hey! What the?! Come on, I thought that would make you happy, Shit Nerd! What are you crying for?!”

“Ugh, Kacchan! I’m so-so *sniffle* HAPPY!!!!”

Katsuki grimaces, the blush still proudly sat atop his cheeks as he shoves Izuku’s face harshly into his own chest.
Izuku squawks out in alarm, but his flailing stalls when Katsuki says something that makes his heart stutter.

“Can’t believe my boyfriend is such a crybaby.” The blonde pinches freckled cheeks just a tad too hard, causing Izuku to whine pitifully.

“Kacchan~! Lemme goooooo.”
Katsuki smirks, “What’s wrong? Can’t handle it, I-zu-ku~?”

Smooshed cheeks flush and green eyes sparkle with unshed tears. “Kacchan. You’re really okay with me?”

Katsuki rolls his eyes affectionately, ruffling fluffy curls. “If you’ll have me”.

“Oh, Kacchan!” Izuku launches
himself at Katsuki, wrapping his arms around the older boy’s neck and pulling him down for their first kiss.

It’s awkward and slightly misses the mark, but it’s perfect nonetheless.

When they pull apart, both of their faces are covered in a blush and Izuku bites his lower lip
to keep himself from rambling about how amazing his first kiss was since it was with Kacchan.

“You’re gonna bite it off if you keep going, baby.” Katsuki uses his thumb to gently pry the abused lip from it’s confines before running lovingly over a freckled cheek.
“B-baby???” Izuku trembles with glee. “I’m Kacchan’s boyfriend. I’m KACCHAN’S boyfriend. I’M KACCHAN’S BOYFRIEND!”

“Jeez, shout it louder, I don’t think the whole dorm heard ya, nerd.”

“Oops, haha, sorry Kacchan. I just can’t believe it! This is everything I’ve ever wanted.
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” Izuku rubbed the back of his head nervously.

“Well, get used to it. You’re never getting away now, baby. You’re all mine.”

The two giggled and kissed again, excited for their new relationship.
Who knew turning into a doll could lead to this?

Guess it was worth getting all dolled up.

-End
Thanks for reading! It was my first SFW piece.

Thanks again to @/CamelKtdk for letting me write based off their work!

It was a bit rushed at the end, but I hope it was okay

Catch you in the next fic!

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