Thread by @C3H5_NO33

⚠️ dead dove do not eat, violence, obsession
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"who's that?"

hitoshi followed izuku's line of sight, they were a few of the seniors that were dragged into this year's freshmen orientation. he stared at the blond that stood out among the rest of the freshmen.

he could be around 6'2, platinum blond hair, handsome feature, and a sex appeal that was hard to ignore.

"well, i think his name is bakugou katsuki," hitoshi replied, turning to his friend.

"bakugou katsuki," izuku repeated, sipping from his mug of beer. "he's handsome."

hitoshi let out snort, "i heard he's straight." he playfully nudge izuku who let out a soft laugh at what he said.

"really now," izuku finished his beer.

"seriously, don't even think about it, we're already busy with finding internships and our research paper."

"what are you talking about? i am not going to do anything," izuku smiled brightly as hitoshi rolled his eyes, pouring beer into izuku's mug.

"what's the use of telling you all these when you'll just end up doing what you wanted."

izuku let out a laugh.

"i won't do anything," izuku sipped from his mug. "since i heard from some reliable sources that the guy is straight." hitoshi only rolled his eyes on him as they began to transition to another topic while drinks and food were being served.

almost an hour after, izuku excused —

— himself as he went out for some air.

pulling a pack of cigarettes from his coat, he lit one stick, expelling smoke in the air.

"can you spare me one," izuku turned to look at the guy next to him. he was so tall, towering. izuku smiled, offering the pack of cigarette.

all throughout the night, he had been glancing at this man. he knew he was going to be tall but he didn't expect him to be that tall. but the thing that he didn't expect more was his voice. it's deep and rich and perfect for him.

"i'm midoriya izuku," he smiled.

the blond just looked at him before lighting up the cigarette with the lighter izuku offered him. "didn't your friend tell you my name? i'm pretty sure you asked."

izuku didn't reply.

"since you have been looking at me all this time."

izuku laughed at that.

"is it too obvious that i am interested, bakugou katsuki-kun?"

katsuki didn't reply and just took a long drag from his cigarette.

"my friend also said you're straight, how true is that?"

katsuki turned to him with a smirk, "depending on who's asking."

izuku was beyond amused by his answer. "so, are you straight?"

katsuki leaned down, their nose almost touching. "i am fucking gay." his hot breath fanned against izuku's lips. he could smell the cigarette and his expensive perfume.

izuku only smiled as katsuki pulled away.

pulling his phone out of his pocket, izuku handed it to katsuki, "well, i am very interested."

katsuki stared at the phone before finally accepting it and keying his number. he even called his phone to make sure he'll also get izuku's number.

"i am not a big texter."

"thanks for the heads up, i appreciate it."

katsuki didn't reply but izuku wanted to hear more of him. wanted to know more so he then asked, "any reason why you choose ua?"

the blond snorted at the question but entertained izuku nonetheless. "do you want the truth?"

"why is there a fake answer or something?"

"well, i could tell you that it's because ua is the best university."

izuku nodded in agreement. "okay, let's here the truth."

"my best friend had been missing for three months now."

it took izuku few seconds before he reacted.

"i'm sorry to hear that," izuku looked on the ground. "i am unsure if i can ask you things but i hope that you'll be able to find him or her soon."

katsuki looked at him before moving his eyes in front of him, taking a long drag from his smoke. "it's a him."

"i see, i just hope there's some progress."

"well, the authority already gave up in finding him and just ruling it as jouhatsu."

silence.

katsuki then added, "but knowing that idiot, he's not the kind of person who'll do that." another pause. "i know something happened."

"does your best friend study in ua?" izuku asked.

katsuki looked at him. "yeah, he's a sophomore. and that idiot had been really proud of studying in this dumb school."

"well, the passing rate is quite low."

"he got in by pure luck," katsuki chuckled, finishing his cigarette.

izuku met his eyes, "well, i hope you'll find him. you know what they say about missing people..."

katsuki didn't reply.

"maybe i knew him," izuku offered.

"maybe," katsuki replied. "his name is... kirishima eijirou." red eyes never leaving izuku.

izuku let out a hum.

"i think i heard that name before," izuku said. "maybe if i see a photo, i might recognized him more."

katsuki shrugged, he then reached for izuku's abandoned cigarette in his hand. he then took it and began smoking it. "since you ask your question, i'll ask mine."

izuku let out a soft chuckle, "well, i am one of the most boring people you'll ever meet."

the blond didn't respond to that. silence ensued before katsuki finally asked his question. "how long did it take you?"

with furrowed brows, izuku asked back, "what do you mean?"

"to perfect those smiles, those laughs." katsuki took a drag off izuku's cigarette. "they almost felt and look real. no wonder you got everyone fool."

izuku tilted his head, "i am not sure what you are talking about, bakugou-kun."

katsuki let out an empty chuckle.

"izuku!"

they both turned to see hitoshi almost staggered toward them. "goddammit, don't tell me you gave your number to him," he was talking to katsuki who only shrugged. hitoshi let out a loud sigh, "seriously?"

"what?" izuku laughed. "you'll make it sound that i'm bad."

hitoshi was clearly drunk as he placed his arm over katsuki's shoulder, "let this be your only warning, this guy," he pointed at izuku. "he's a serial dater. he doesn't take anyone seriously so please, don't fall for his charms okay? i had enough of men crying because of him."

"hitoshi, you're making me sound like i am dating a lot of people!"

"because you are!" hitoshi retaliated.

izuku turned to katsuki, "please don't believe him."

"don't worry, i am up for the challenge," katsuki replied with a smirk.

"oh no, he's fallen for your charms."

"hitoshi, you are drunk." izuku laughed as he grabbed his friend. "don't listen to him," he told katsuki again. "i hope you'll find your friend soon." with that izuku excused himself pulling hitoshi with him as katsuki only looked at him, taking one final drag from his cigarette.

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izuku opened the door of his place. he quickly reached for the light switch turning them on. after removing his shoes, he walked to the kitchen where he grabbed one bottle of water from the fridge, drinking it.

he walked to the living room, settling on the couch.

"you wouldn't believe who i saw," izuku smiled, crossing his legs. his eyes stared at the man stripped down into his boxers, tied against a wooden chair. eyes were covered with a leather blindfold while red clothe was covering his mouth. it was wet from being tied the whole day.

izuku let out a sad sigh, "you never told me that you have such an interesting and handsome best friend."

pushing himself to stand up, he settled on eijirou's lap, as he gently removed the red cloth wrapped around his mouth.

"izuku?" he heard him groan.

"yes, ei, i'm here."

izuku gently cupped his face as the eijirou kept repeatedly calling his name like a prayer.

"did you miss me?" izuku asked giving the guy quick pecks on his lips. "you must be hurting all over," he added eyeing the red marks on eijirou's skin under the ropes around him.

"i'm fine!" eijirou replied, almost panicked.

izuku let out a chuckle, "maybe i should remove the rop—"

"no! please, i'm okay! i'm okay, don't remove them!" the red-haired begged. "please, don't remove them. i am okay, izuku. i promise."

"are you sure?" izuku smiled.

"yes, i am sure!" eijirou nodded enthusiastically.

izuku cupped his face, pushing the blindfold off him. he stared at eijirou's red-blown eyes. somehow it reminded him of katsuki.

"eijirou, you're broken," izuku laughed. he then rested his head against the guy's shoulder.

"i was thinking of disposing you, i did enjoy breaking you," izuku ran his hand against the guy's skin. "it took so long before you finally crack."

eijirou was not even listening. all he was saying was izuku's name over and over like a broken record. izuku giggled at that.

"just when i am getting bored, your best friend came," izuku straightened and looked at eijirou. "you two have the same red eyes."

izuku smiled, "how long do you think it will take him to find you?" izuku stood up and began undoing the rope. eijirou begged him not to.

rope began pooling on the floor.

"hey," izuku gently pulled eijirou to stand up. the guy was bawling his eyes out. he gently wiped eijirou's tears away. "do you think he'll find you alive or dead? which one do you prefer?" eijirou continued to cry.

"ah, you're a lost cause."

"come on, you big baby, let's clean you up, and let's sleep, okay?" eijirou just continued to cry as izuku guided him to the bathroom, making him sit on the tub and turn the water on. eijirou barely reacted to the temperature.

izuku just watched him cry more before he finally —

— calmed down.

"please don't leave me," eijirou said with a hoarse voice, his hand holding on to izuku's desperately.

"if you behave, i won't."

"i will do anything and everything you wanted," eijirou promised.

"aren't you too sweet, ei."

"i promised."

"i know," izuku smiled, resting his head on the edge of the tub. eijirou kept his eyes on him.

"i love you," eijirou declared.

izuku smiled at him beautifully, "me too. you know i do right? that's why i did all of this."

and izuku wondered how does this love truly feel like

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"so, how's it going with bakugou katsuki?" hitoshi sat down next to izuku. he reached for izuku's iced americano, taking a sip.

"what do you mean?" izuku asked. it was actually pissing him that katsuki never messaged him and it had been a week since the freshmen orientation.

"oh no," hitoshi has a shit eating grin on. "is the great midoriya izuku charm not working?" he clicked his tongue shaking his head. "don't tell me he haven't messaged you?"

sometimes, izuku wondered how it will feel to finally stab a knife to hitoshi's chest.

he played multiple times with the idea of finally killing his /friend/ however he needed someone to play as his friend because a normal human being was supposed to have friends.

izuku doesn't need a friend if he was more honest.

his hands itched to kill hitoshi.

"you know it's not really that bad if you message him first. at least once in a while, you have to make the first move," hitoshi nudged him gently. "besides, that kind of guy won't message you first."

"you think so?" izuku only put on his practiced smile.

"yep."

he wouldn't really have a problem messaging katsuki first, however, it will lessen the complication if katsuki was the one who messages him first.

"i'll think about it," izuku replied.

"your pride needs to take some hit every now and then, you know," hitoshi shook his head.

izuku was tempted to send eijirou to katsuki in pieces then maybe he would stop ignoring him.

"but you know, i heard he's just like you," hitoshi sighed.

"what do you mean?"

"a player," hitoshi grinned.

"i am not a player," izuku smiled.

"what a big fat lie."

"hitoshi, i am not."

"you can barely keep it in your pants. every time we go out, you take someone home or something," hitoshi rolled his eyes.

"just a bit more and i'll think you're jealous." izuku chuckled, wanting to move away from the topic.

"shut up, zu."

izuku only smiled, hitoshi doesn't really know what he does with the people he takes/home/ with him. it's something he couldn't tell him or anyone.

suddenly, he felt restless. "should we go out tonight?" izuku asked him.

"your treat?"

"yeah, sure."

"take me anywhere."