“Fool Me Once”
A #kacchako thread.
CW: cheating, current izu/0cha, endgame kacchako, halloween/tird-year shenanigans, very light angst
A #kacchako thread.
CW: cheating, current izu/0cha, endgame kacchako, halloween/tird-year shenanigans, very light angst
“What was that about?” Ochako chirped beside him, poking his shoulder.
Katsuki swatted her hand away. “What was what?”
“Don’t forget our study session later,” she mimicked Melissa’s voice, exaggerating the flirtiness.
Katsuki swatted her hand away. “What was what?”
“Don’t forget our study session later,” she mimicked Melissa’s voice, exaggerating the flirtiness.
“What’d I tell yeah about blaring that shitty pop music too loud?” Katsuki said, flicker her in retaliation. “We have a study session later.”
“Well unless you’re helping our TA study, I find that hard to believe.” She countered—
“Well unless you’re helping our TA study, I find that hard to believe.” She countered—
“You’d rather give yourself a root canal than asked to be tutored. And the way she said it.” Ochako smiled impishly at him. “You’re swapping spit with Melissa, aren’t you?”
“Swapping spit? What are you? Five?”
“Swapping spit? What are you? Five?”
“You’re avoiding the question,” she teased. “Is the Great Bakugou Break Up Drought finally over? Are your golden fields finally wet with—”
Katsuki clamped his hand over her mouth, his ears burning.
“I ain’t in a drought!”
Katsuki clamped his hand over her mouth, his ears burning.
“I ain’t in a drought!”
Ochako liked the palm of his hand. Katsuki yanked it away in disgust.
“You and Camie broke up end of last year. We’re halfway through second semester and I know for a fact you haven’t held a hand let alone get laid in that entire time.”
“You and Camie broke up end of last year. We’re halfway through second semester and I know for a fact you haven’t held a hand let alone get laid in that entire time.”
“One,” Katsuki stuck his finger in her face. “Don’t fucking lick this. It could give you heart problems.” He pointed to his palm. “And two, for all you know I’ve been getting laid every night. I don’t tell you everything, Cheeks.”
That impish smile turned into a smug smirk as she pulled out her phone. It only took a fee seconds of scrolling before she raising the volume on her phone loud enough that the entire campus could hear his sad, drunken ramblings.
“Fuck Cheeks. I’m gonna end up like fucking Endeavor, ain’t I? Pimp out my quirk just to get fucking laid.” The undeniable squeak of his dorm mattress rang out as his past drunken self collapsed onto it. “Jerking its so boring now! I—”
Katsuki lunged for her phone.
Katsuki lunged for her phone.
Ochako pivoted out of the way, her evasion skills second nature at this point. She mercifully paused the voice message, but her smugness only grew.
“You were saying?”
Katsuki groaned. “Just be cool about it, alright? We ain’t that far into this thing.”
“You were saying?”
Katsuki groaned. “Just be cool about it, alright? We ain’t that far into this thing.”
“A thing?” She lit up. “It’s a thing?”
“Barely a thing,” he clarified. “A little flirting here and there, some mild dirty talk, but nothing confirmed or physical yet.”
Her smiled fell. “Booooooo!”
“The hell are you booing me for?!”
“Barely a thing,” he clarified. “A little flirting here and there, some mild dirty talk, but nothing confirmed or physical yet.”
Her smiled fell. “Booooooo!”
“The hell are you booing me for?!”
“How long have you been doing this ‘barely a thing’ thing?” she asked.
“Two weeks now?”
“Two weeks?!” she baulked. “You should have at least touched a boob by now! Deku and I have already—”
“Ugh. Please spare me the details about you and the nerd’s sex life.”
“Two weeks now?”
“Two weeks?!” she baulked. “You should have at least touched a boob by now! Deku and I have already—”
“Ugh. Please spare me the details about you and the nerd’s sex life.”
“Why?” she mocked. “You always do your best work when competing against him. Doesn’t the fact that your rival is getting his fields tended to make you want to try hard with our blonde brainiac.”
“Not when I know it’s you doing the watering!”
“Not when I know it’s you doing the watering!”
“You were very supportive of me and Iida’s escapades last semester!”
“That was different.”
“Why?”
Now it was his turn to mess with her. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Because thought of being between the two of you was hot.”
“That was different.”
“Why?”
Now it was his turn to mess with her. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Because thought of being between the two of you was hot.”
Ochako flushed so red the telltale pink spots of her cheeks vanished. She shoved him away and Katsuki felt his weight vanish as her quirk activated accidentally.
“And the thought of Deku and I isn’t?!”
He folded his arms across his chest and leaned into the float.
“And the thought of Deku and I isn’t?!”
He folded his arms across his chest and leaned into the float.
“Nope. Seen that nerd all snot nosed and splotchy too many times to find him sexy.” He scowled. “It’s like picturing a sibling at this point.”
Ochako sputtered. “W-well— He is sexy.”
Katsuki nodded doubtfully. “Uh huh.”
Ochako sputtered. “W-well— He is sexy.”
Katsuki nodded doubtfully. “Uh huh.”
“You should see the shirtless selfies he sends me.”
“I see him shirtless enough in the locker room.” He turned over in the air, well used to the effects of her quirk after Aizawa assigned them as quirk development partners their second year.
“I see him shirtless enough in the locker room.” He turned over in the air, well used to the effects of her quirk after Aizawa assigned them as quirk development partners their second year.
“Now as much as I love an impromptu training sesh can you put me the fuck down? I don’t think Cementoss is gonna be down for me floating above the entire class during our quiz.”
“Only if you promise me you’ll make out with Melissa today.”
“Only if you promise me you’ll make out with Melissa today.”
“Oi!” he barked! “I ain’t trying to rush this shit!”
“Yeah, but your falling behind instead slowpoke. If you don’t seal the deal soon she’s gonna move on!”
Katsuki chewed the inside of his cheek, hating how her words echoed his more anxious thoughts.
“Yeah, but your falling behind instead slowpoke. If you don’t seal the deal soon she’s gonna move on!”
Katsuki chewed the inside of his cheek, hating how her words echoed his more anxious thoughts.
“How about this week?” he offered. “I can maybe make this week happen.”
Ochako rolled her eyes and giggled as she gradually released her quirk. “Fine. This week. Luckily you’ll have Halloween to help.”
“Halloween?” he scoffed—
Ochako rolled her eyes and giggled as she gradually released her quirk. “Fine. This week. Luckily you’ll have Halloween to help.”
“Halloween?” he scoffed—
“What’s Halloween got to do with it?”
“The party on Friday? Kaminari and Hanta said that kids with the booze quirk just learned how to make tequila. People love kissing on tequila.”
Katsuki sneered as his feet touched the ground.
“The party on Friday? Kaminari and Hanta said that kids with the booze quirk just learned how to make tequila. People love kissing on tequila.”
Katsuki sneered as his feet touched the ground.
“So she’s gotta be drunk in order for me to have a fucking shot at kissing her?”
“No. You gotta be drunk in order to get out of your head long enough to make a move.”
“Tch. Whatever.” Katsuki turned on his heels and stomped towards Cementoss’ classroom.
“No. You gotta be drunk in order to get out of your head long enough to make a move.”
“Tch. Whatever.” Katsuki turned on his heels and stomped towards Cementoss’ classroom.
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Ochako ran to catch up with him and slipped her arms beneath his.
“Awwww don’t be like that. It’s sweet that you’re so nervous!”
Katsuki sneered, keeping his gaze focused on the encroaching classroom door.
“I ain’t nervous. I’m being respectful.”
“Awwww don’t be like that. It’s sweet that you’re so nervous!”
Katsuki sneered, keeping his gaze focused on the encroaching classroom door.
“I ain’t nervous. I’m being respectful.”
“I ain’t one of those hit it and quit it fuckbois.” He tried to shrug his arm out if her grip. But Ochako only squeeze his arm tighter, nuzzling her cheek up against it.
“I know. I know. That’s what makes you such a catch. Bad boy exterior with a gooey cinnamon roll center.”
“I know. I know. That’s what makes you such a catch. Bad boy exterior with a gooey cinnamon roll center.”
He groaned. “You’re two seconds away from getting a face full of nitroglycerin, Cheeks.”
She gasped dramatically. “You wouldn’t do that, to your adorable wingman, would you?”
Katsuki looked down at her against his best interest—
She gasped dramatically. “You wouldn’t do that, to your adorable wingman, would you?”
Katsuki looked down at her against his best interest—
—finding a pair of honey brown puppy dog eyes shimmering up at him. If he didn’t know her quirk was zero gravity, he would have sworn it was heatbeat manipulation.
How many times had those eyes have him looking up cardiologists?
How many times had those eyes have him looking up cardiologists?
His sneer lessened into a pout. “Careful with that wingman shit. You’re gonna give Kirishima a complex.”
She giggled and shrugged. “Guess he’s gotta get good then. You helped him land Mina, how’s he helping you out with Melissa?”
She giggled and shrugged. “Guess he’s gotta get good then. You helped him land Mina, how’s he helping you out with Melissa?”
“By staying far as fuck away, thank god.” Katsuki rolled his eyes.
Ochako looked away from him, and lit up with a different glow of excitement. The smile that grew on her face as she let go of his arm could eclipse the sun in brightness.
“Deku!”
Ochako looked away from him, and lit up with a different glow of excitement. The smile that grew on her face as she let go of his arm could eclipse the sun in brightness.
“Deku!”
Izuku pulled his attention away from whatever intense conversation him and Icy Hot were having and smiled back at her. Not nearly as bright, more caught of guard and stupidly nervous.
What the fuck did he have to be nervous about? He had Cheeks in the fucking bag.
What the fuck did he have to be nervous about? He had Cheeks in the fucking bag.
Anyone else but then ceased to exist as Ochako ran to his side. The two of them falling into that little bubble of nervous flirty chatter than made it intolerable for anyone to stand too close.
They headed into the room together, leaving Shoto and Katsuki to meet in the hall.
They headed into the room together, leaving Shoto and Katsuki to meet in the hall.
“The fuck you making that face for?” Katsuki asked. Shoto wasn’t the most expressive bastard, but he knew him well enough by now to tell when something was up.
Especially when he was making that “something is wrong with my soba” face when there was no soba to be found.
Especially when he was making that “something is wrong with my soba” face when there was no soba to be found.
Shoto stared at him blankly for a moment, studying his face.
“I just remembered we have a quiz today,” he answered.
It was an obvious lie, but class was starting soon and Katsuki could give a shit less.
“Well don’t fucking look at my sheet,” he grumbled and stomped off.
“I just remembered we have a quiz today,” he answered.
It was an obvious lie, but class was starting soon and Katsuki could give a shit less.
“Well don’t fucking look at my sheet,” he grumbled and stomped off.
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Were hands an erogenous zone?
They had to fucking be. The half chub in Katsuki’s pants threatening to go full mast every time Melissa grabbed his hands to take another measurement was proof.
They were so fucking sweaty too, but apparently that was a good thing.
Were hands an erogenous zone?
They had to fucking be. The half chub in Katsuki’s pants threatening to go full mast every time Melissa grabbed his hands to take another measurement was proof.
They were so fucking sweaty too, but apparently that was a good thing.
Melissa massaged his palm drawing out more beads of nitroglycerin. “May from Pokémon?” she laughed. “That tracks.”
“What do you mean?”
She ran her finger tip over the length of his palm, gathering a bit if his sweat before rubbing it between two fingers.
“What do you mean?”
She ran her finger tip over the length of his palm, gathering a bit if his sweat before rubbing it between two fingers.
“She’s cute and bubbly on the outside but tough and determined one the inside.” She pulled her fingers apart slightly and studied how the goo glistened in the light. “A girl like that is totally your type.”
“Huh,” he uttered, hoping to set himself up for a clever comeback.
“Huh,” he uttered, hoping to set himself up for a clever comeback.
“Huh, what?”
“Cute and bubbly on the outside, tough and determined on the inside.” He gave her his most charming smirk. “I think I know a girl like that.”
Melissa blushed and started scribbling something down on her notepad, a small smile creeping up her face.
“Cute and bubbly on the outside, tough and determined on the inside.” He gave her his most charming smirk. “I think I know a girl like that.”
Melissa blushed and started scribbling something down on her notepad, a small smile creeping up her face.
God she was cute when she was bashful.
“So who was your big childhood crush?” he asked. “It wasn’t All Might, was it?”
She grimaced down at her notepad. “Ew. Gross. No. Uncle Might looks like a rabbit on steroids.”
“I don’t know, maybe you have a furry thing,” he goaded.
“So who was your big childhood crush?” he asked. “It wasn’t All Might, was it?”
She grimaced down at her notepad. “Ew. Gross. No. Uncle Might looks like a rabbit on steroids.”
“I don’t know, maybe you have a furry thing,” he goaded.
That got her to look at him again.
“I do not!” she squealed.
“Then who was your childhood crush?” he pressed.
She huffed and rolled her eyes, frustratingly returning to her note taking. “Milo.”
“Milo?”
“From Atlantis: The Lost Empire. It’s a Disney movie.”
“I do not!” she squealed.
“Then who was your childhood crush?” he pressed.
She huffed and rolled her eyes, frustratingly returning to her note taking. “Milo.”
“Milo?”
“From Atlantis: The Lost Empire. It’s a Disney movie.”
“I know it,” he said. The nerdy linguist with an unfortunate middle part coming to mind immediately. “So you’re into scrawny guys, huh?”
She scoffed. “It’s not about his looks. It’s about his mind.”
“So you like them brainy not brawny.” Katsuki crossed his arms over his chest—
She scoffed. “It’s not about his looks. It’s about his mind.”
“So you like them brainy not brawny.” Katsuki crossed his arms over his chest—
—making sure to flex his biceps a bit. “I don’t know if I can start skipping the gym. Takes a lot of upper body strength to fire of my explosions.”
Melissa leered over the top of her glasses at his arms. “No. Brawny’s good.”
“You sure?” He scratched his chin—
Melissa leered over the top of her glasses at his arms. “No. Brawny’s good.”
“You sure?” He scratched his chin—
—drawing her attention to his pecs straining against the buttons of his shirt.
“Y-yes but—” she swallowed. “If there’s no brains, what’s the point? I want a partner I can talk too, not just look at.”
“Good thing I’m top of my class then.” He stretched, giving her one last look.
“Y-yes but—” she swallowed. “If there’s no brains, what’s the point? I want a partner I can talk too, not just look at.”
“Good thing I’m top of my class then.” He stretched, giving her one last look.
He pointed down to her notepad. “You try to see how the viscosity impact the force of my detonations?”
Melissa blinked rapidly, clearing her mind of his muscles to focus back on her paper. “Yes, how did you—”
“Brains and brawn, Specs.” He winked, flushing her face yet again.
Melissa blinked rapidly, clearing her mind of his muscles to focus back on her paper. “Yes, how did you—”
“Brains and brawn, Specs.” He winked, flushing her face yet again.
“Ya know,” he drawled, looking over her, delighting in how flustered she was. “You’d make a good Kida.”
She giggled nervously, a little more snorty and sputtering than her usual laugh. “W-what?! No. I—”
“Wouldn’t look good in a white wig and a skimpy blue outfit?”
She giggled nervously, a little more snorty and sputtering than her usual laugh. “W-what?! No. I—”
“Wouldn’t look good in a white wig and a skimpy blue outfit?”
He clicked his tongue and shook his head. “I’d have to disagree. Throw a little bit of that blue face she put on and—” he whistled lowly…
… inadvertently summoning a wild Pikachu.
“What’s going on over here, Kacchan?” Denki cooed, swinging an arm around his neck—
… inadvertently summoning a wild Pikachu.
“What’s going on over here, Kacchan?” Denki cooed, swinging an arm around his neck—
“Don’t ya know ya gotta be quiet in the library? I’m trying to study over here!”
Katsuki knocked his arm off of him. “Buzz off, Dunceface.”
“You’re not giving him the answers to Power Loader’s homework are ya, Mel?” Denki asked.
Katsuki knocked his arm off of him. “Buzz off, Dunceface.”
“You’re not giving him the answers to Power Loader’s homework are ya, Mel?” Denki asked.
“No. Bakugou’s got to earn his grade just like the rest of you,” Melissa replied, quickly slipping into her TA role. “But he has kindly volunteered to help me with my apprenticeship project.”
“For extra credit?” Denki asked. “Why didn’t you ask, Mel?—
“For extra credit?” Denki asked. “Why didn’t you ask, Mel?—
—I’d let you experiment on me for free. No extra credit required.” He clicked his tongue and winked.
As murderous as Katsuki was growing, he was pleased to see Melissa barely bat an eye at Denki’s shit flirting.
“Well, I will be in a way,” she said.
As murderous as Katsuki was growing, he was pleased to see Melissa barely bat an eye at Denki’s shit flirting.
“Well, I will be in a way,” she said.
Denki leaned forward, stroking his chin like the perfect caricature of a fuckboi. “You will, huh?”
“Yes. Once my universal quirk enhancement tech had moved past the initial prototyping phase, I’ll be working with you all to rig your costumes for closed course testing.”
“Yes. Once my universal quirk enhancement tech had moved past the initial prototyping phase, I’ll be working with you all to rig your costumes for closed course testing.”
“You sure you wanna do that?” he teased. “My quirk’s already… enhanced.”
Melissa barked a laugh. “Not really. You’re completely useless on the battlefield once you hit your max wattage. Which is bad during a fight and for your body.—”
Melissa barked a laugh. “Not really. You’re completely useless on the battlefield once you hit your max wattage. Which is bad during a fight and for your body.—”
“—But if you had a piece of tech that could help reroute the excess charge from your attacks, it could keep you in fighting condition and improve the long term quality of your lifespan.”
Denki stared at her with the same dull-eyed gaze he wore during math class.
Denki stared at her with the same dull-eyed gaze he wore during math class.
Melissa sighed. “Next time you do a big zap, you can keep on zapping.”
The hamster in his head, finally got back on his wheel. “Oh!” Denki said. “Sick!”
“Yeah but she can’t help you keep zapping if you keep bothering her,” Katsuki grumbled. “So—“
The hamster in his head, finally got back on his wheel. “Oh!” Denki said. “Sick!”
“Yeah but she can’t help you keep zapping if you keep bothering her,” Katsuki grumbled. “So—“
Katsuki glared daggers at him, willing his quirk shout explosions out of his eyes rather than his hands for once.
Denki’s limited sense of self preservation finally kicked in as he blanched and backed away.
“So I’ll catch you at Lats and Lads tonight?”
Denki’s limited sense of self preservation finally kicked in as he blanched and backed away.
“So I’ll catch you at Lats and Lads tonight?”
“Yup,” he replied popping the ‘p’. “See you at the gym.”
“Give me a call if need a less grumpy lab-rat, Mel,” Denki said, shooting her finger guns. “You know I can’t resist a damsel in distress.”
“I’m aware,” she replied, waving him off. “That’s how you failed 3 exams.”
“Give me a call if need a less grumpy lab-rat, Mel,” Denki said, shooting her finger guns. “You know I can’t resist a damsel in distress.”
“I’m aware,” she replied, waving him off. “That’s how you failed 3 exams.”
Denki disappeared into the book stacks, taking the nice flirty atmosphere Katsuki worked so hard build along with him as Melissa pulled out her graphing calculator and started drafting formulas.
“So, you about the viscosity and denotation correlation—”
“So, you about the viscosity and denotation correlation—”
Katsuki sat back in his chair, settling in for what he knew was going to be another long discussion about physics and theory rather than flirting and fooling around in the chemistry section.
Maybe Ochako was right, maybe they both needed booze to finally make a move.
Maybe Ochako was right, maybe they both needed booze to finally make a move.
Halloween couldn’t come fast enough.
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Lats and Lads was surprisingly light.
A pleasant surprise.
Katsuki didn’t mind sharing the gym with his classmates, but one the nights when all the guys showed up to “swole up” as Eijirou called it, it turned more into a loud show off contest rather than a workout.
Lats and Lads was surprisingly light.
A pleasant surprise.
Katsuki didn’t mind sharing the gym with his classmates, but one the nights when all the guys showed up to “swole up” as Eijirou called it, it turned more into a loud show off contest rather than a workout.
Shitty Hair, Tape Face, Shoji, Zoolander, Sit and Spin, and IcyHot. Not a bad turn out, but—
“Oi. Where’s Pikachu and the nerd?” Katsuki asked as he dropped his duffle bag next to Eijirou on the bench.
“Shinsou and Monoma came back from their undercover mission,” he answered.
“Oi. Where’s Pikachu and the nerd?” Katsuki asked as he dropped his duffle bag next to Eijirou on the bench.
“Shinsou and Monoma came back from their undercover mission,” he answered.
“Goddamnit.” Katsuki pinched the bridge of his nose. “You gonna need to stay in my room tonight?”
“Nah, he headed over to the Class-B dorms.” Ei finished tying up his shoes and stood with a hop. “Which is why Tetsu and I are having a sleepover tonight!”
“Hell yeah we are!”
“Nah, he headed over to the Class-B dorms.” Ei finished tying up his shoes and stood with a hop. “Which is why Tetsu and I are having a sleepover tonight!”
“Hell yeah we are!”
An iron hand smacked against Eijirou’s stone, ringing out like a large gong being struck throughout the gym.
“Fucking fantastic,” Katsuki grumbled, making a mental note to wear his hero suit’s ear plugs to bed.
“Did you need him or something?”
“Fucking fantastic,” Katsuki grumbled, making a mental note to wear his hero suit’s ear plugs to bed.
“Did you need him or something?”
“Yeah. Needed to kick his ass on the mat for ruining my shot with Specs.”
Eijirou’s eyes grew wide. “Dude! You had a shot?!”
“Close to a shot,” he corrected.
“How close to a shot?”
“Had her all blushing and giggling and shit,” he said, a small smile on his lips.—
Eijirou’s eyes grew wide. “Dude! You had a shot?!”
“Close to a shot,” he corrected.
“How close to a shot?”
“Had her all blushing and giggling and shit,” he said, a small smile on his lips.—
“Probably could have kissed her if Buzz-for-brains didn’t fucking interrupt.”
“So she wants you to kiss her?”
“Judging from her texts she wants me to do more than that,” he said. “I think she’s just one of those shy in person types, ya know?”
“So she wants you to kiss her?”
“Judging from her texts she wants me to do more than that,” he said. “I think she’s just one of those shy in person types, ya know?”
“Yeah,” Ei said as he stretched. “Mina’s like that too.”
Katsuki barked a laugh. “Since when is your girlfriend sitting on your lap in the common room and making out with you so hard you can see her tongue down your throat from space shy?”
Eijirou blushed.
Katsuki barked a laugh. “Since when is your girlfriend sitting on your lap in the common room and making out with you so hard you can see her tongue down your throat from space shy?”
Eijirou blushed.
“She doesn’t do it in front of everyone!”
“She doesn’t do it if a teacher or Purple Perv is there!”
“Because she’s shy!” Eijirou insisted.
“Bakubro banging the teacher’s assistant,” Hanta remarked. “I always knew you were into older women bro.”
“She doesn’t do it if a teacher or Purple Perv is there!”
“Because she’s shy!” Eijirou insisted.
“Bakubro banging the teacher’s assistant,” Hanta remarked. “I always knew you were into older women bro.”
“We ain’t banging and I don’t have a thing for older women,” he snapped. “So don’t act weird about it or anything. We’re just talking.”
“You and Melissa?” Shoto asked out of nowhere, downing his bottle of water after finishing up a set of pull ups.
“What? You got a crush too?”
“You and Melissa?” Shoto asked out of nowhere, downing his bottle of water after finishing up a set of pull ups.
“What? You got a crush too?”
“No,” he replied, but that ill expression from earlier still lingered on his face.
Katsuki’s stomach started to hurt.
“There’s that stupid look on your face again!”
“Stupid look?”
“The ‘something’s wrong with my soba’ face!”
“This is water, Bakugou, not soba.”
Katsuki’s stomach started to hurt.
“There’s that stupid look on your face again!”
“Stupid look?”
“The ‘something’s wrong with my soba’ face!”
“This is water, Bakugou, not soba.”
“Icyhot I swear to fuck if you don’t spit out what you’ve got to fucking say can you at least put a skimask on so I don’t have to see you biting your goddamn tongue?” Katsuki stomped over to the punching bags.
Punch pillows, not people, his therapist said.
Punch pillows, not people, his therapist said.
Shoto, annoyingly, followed after him.
“I don’t think you’re going to like it.”
“Well, I don’t like seeing you look constipated every time you see me so why not just add on that?”
“Because I need you to promise you’re not gonna hurt anyone when I tell you.”
“I don’t think you’re going to like it.”
“Well, I don’t like seeing you look constipated every time you see me so why not just add on that?”
“Because I need you to promise you’re not gonna hurt anyone when I tell you.”
“‘Roki?” Hanta asked, putting a hand on his boyfriend’s shoulder. “What’s going on?”
The pair shared a look, and Hanta’s eyes grew wide. “Really?”
“Oh my fucking god.” Katsuki rolled his eyes and started wailing on the punching bag. “Come fucking get me when you two telepaths—
The pair shared a look, and Hanta’s eyes grew wide. “Really?”
“Oh my fucking god.” Katsuki rolled his eyes and started wailing on the punching bag. “Come fucking get me when you two telepaths—
—get the fuck over yourselves.”
“You asked where Deku is,” Shoto said.
Katsuki kept punching. “Yeah? It’s weird the nerd isn’t here. Did he get fucking sick or something?”
“No. He’s on a date—”
“Tch,” he scoffed. “Fucking finally. Cheeks has been wanting—”
“— with Melissa.”
“You asked where Deku is,” Shoto said.
Katsuki kept punching. “Yeah? It’s weird the nerd isn’t here. Did he get fucking sick or something?”
“No. He’s on a date—”
“Tch,” he scoffed. “Fucking finally. Cheeks has been wanting—”
“— with Melissa.”
Katsuki stopped punching.
Which was an odd response considering how badly Shoto’s words made him want to punch something.
“The fuck you mean, he’s on a date with Melissa? That shitty nerd is dating Cheeks.”
“Then why did he skip out on their plans to go pumpkin picking to—”
Which was an odd response considering how badly Shoto’s words made him want to punch something.
“The fuck you mean, he’s on a date with Melissa? That shitty nerd is dating Cheeks.”
“Then why did he skip out on their plans to go pumpkin picking to—”
“—go to the quirk tech museum with Melissa instead?”
“Because he’s a fucking nerd!”
“A nerd who lied and told Ochako, Tsu, and Iida his stomach was upset?”
Katsuki grabbed Shoto by the collar, the fabric creaking from the force as pulled him just inches away from his face.
“Because he’s a fucking nerd!”
“A nerd who lied and told Ochako, Tsu, and Iida his stomach was upset?”
Katsuki grabbed Shoto by the collar, the fabric creaking from the force as pulled him just inches away from his face.
“And why would he do a stupid fucking thing like that?” he snarled, “And why do you know about it?”
Hanta grabbed Katsuki’s wrist in warning. “Kat. Calm down.”
“I am calm,” he seethed.
“He doesn’t know who to choose,” Shoto stated, unphased by his growing rage. “And he feels—
Hanta grabbed Katsuki’s wrist in warning. “Kat. Calm down.”
“I am calm,” he seethed.
“He doesn’t know who to choose,” Shoto stated, unphased by his growing rage. “And he feels—
—guilty about it. He confessed to me at lunch but we think he’s been torn between the two since the semester began.”
“We? Who the fuck else knows about this?” Katsuki let go of Shoto and turned his anger toward Hanta. “How long have you fucking known, huh?”
“We? Who the fuck else knows about this?” Katsuki let go of Shoto and turned his anger toward Hanta. “How long have you fucking known, huh?”
“Look! I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, bro,” Hanta held his hands up in defense as he stepped in front of Shoto slightly. “But I didn’t know you had a thing for Melissa until now!”
“I don’t give a shit about Melissa!” He roared. “Does Uraraka know he’s been doing this?!”
“I don’t give a shit about Melissa!” He roared. “Does Uraraka know he’s been doing this?!”
Hanta adverted his gaze like a dog caught chewing his owners shoes.
“We didn’t want to worry her if we were wrong,” he admitted.
Katsuki shoved him back and stomped off to grab his shit. “Fucking unbelievable.”
“What are you doing?” Shoto asked, following after him.
“We didn’t want to worry her if we were wrong,” he admitted.
Katsuki shoved him back and stomped off to grab his shit. “Fucking unbelievable.”
“What are you doing?” Shoto asked, following after him.
“To the fucking pumpkin patch. Where the fuck else would I be going?”
Eijirou stepped in front of him, blocking him from getting to his bag.
“Move,” he growled.
“Kats.”
“I swear to god, Ei, if you knew about this and didn’t fucking tell her.”
Eijirou stepped in front of him, blocking him from getting to his bag.
“Move,” he growled.
“Kats.”
“I swear to god, Ei, if you knew about this and didn’t fucking tell her.”
“I swear I didn’t know,” he said in that infuriatingly even voice he used when he was trying to calm him down. “But I think we should at least let them tell us why they haven’t told Uraraka yet.”
“Because they’re assholes,” Katsuki snapped. “Move!”
Tap wrapped around him.
“Because they’re assholes,” Katsuki snapped. “Move!”
Tap wrapped around him.
“Because we didn’t want to cause a scene asshole!” Hanta shouted. He gestured to the others around them, workouts fully abandoned for the most part in favor of watching their little soap opera unfold.
Shoji kept up his reps though, smart man that he was.
Shoji kept up his reps though, smart man that he was.
“Then you should have told her the minutes you thought something was up dickheads. The longer you wait the worst it—” Katsuki’s ranting turned to angry mumbles as a piece of tape covered his mouth.
“You all can be fucking cool about this, right?” Hanta asked.
“You all can be fucking cool about this, right?” Hanta asked.
Spindick and Tetsu nodded.
“What happens in Lats and Lads stays in Lats and Lads,” Tetsu proclaimed. “Unless it’s illegal.”
“Great,” Hanta huffed, then turned his attention back to Katsuki. “Look, everyone knows how much Uraraka likes Midoriya, right?”
“What happens in Lats and Lads stays in Lats and Lads,” Tetsu proclaimed. “Unless it’s illegal.”
“Great,” Hanta huffed, then turned his attention back to Katsuki. “Look, everyone knows how much Uraraka likes Midoriya, right?”
Katsuki mumbled something along the lines of “Understatement of the fucking century.”
“She’s be so happy since they started seeing each other. Was it really right for us to shatter that happiness on a wild hunch?”
“But it’s not a hunch anymore,” Shoto replied.
“She’s be so happy since they started seeing each other. Was it really right for us to shatter that happiness on a wild hunch?”
“But it’s not a hunch anymore,” Shoto replied.
“True but him and Uraraka aren’t like, official official yet or anything, right?”
“You mean like registered as dating?” Shoto asked. “No? Is that something we have to do? Do we have to go and do that?”
“You mean like registered as dating?” Shoto asked. “No? Is that something we have to do? Do we have to go and do that?”
“No, babe. I mean official like how I officially asked you to be boyfriend,” Hanta clarified. “Has Midoriya asked Uraraka to be his girlfriend?”
“No,” Shoji answered from across the room. “The girls all had a sleep over in Uraraka’s room last weekend and talked about it.—
“No,” Shoji answered from across the room. “The girls all had a sleep over in Uraraka’s room last weekend and talked about it.—
—She wants to be, but she’s ‘understands’ him being hesitant. Especially with us graduating soon.”
“Bullshit!” Katuski mumble barked.
“Agreed. She did sound a bit sad when she said it.”
Katsuki was about fice seconds away from lighting up the tape holding him and—
“Bullshit!” Katuski mumble barked.
“Agreed. She did sound a bit sad when she said it.”
Katsuki was about fice seconds away from lighting up the tape holding him and—
blasting his way to Deku’s room the singe the stupid fucking freckles off his stupid fucking face.
“Appreciate the info, but it ain’t cool to eavesdrop, bro,” Eijirou said.
“It wasn’t on purpose, I was doing quirk training and just happened to pick it up.”
“Appreciate the info, but it ain’t cool to eavesdrop, bro,” Eijirou said.
“It wasn’t on purpose, I was doing quirk training and just happened to pick it up.”
“Midoriya hasn’t promised anything like that too Melissa either,” Shoto added, “From our talk earlier it really seems like he’s too torn to decide.”
Katsuki managed to get the tape over his mouth between his teeth and tore a small in it.
“Or too much of a limp dick shrimp!”
Katsuki managed to get the tape over his mouth between his teeth and tore a small in it.
“Or too much of a limp dick shrimp!”
Hanta rolled his eyes and ignored him. “Okay so, him and Uraraka aren’t exclusive, and he hasn’t promised Melissa they’d be exclusive, and it’s not like he talking to both with them just to up his body count so…”
“He’s not doing anything wrong,” Sen said.
“He’s not doing anything wrong,” Sen said.
“No one asked for your fucking opinion, Spin Cycle!” Katsuki snarled.
“He’s right though, Kats,” Eijirou said with a sigh. “It ain’t the manliest thing to be seeing too girls at once but if your heart’s really torn between two people, what else can you do?”
“He’s right though, Kats,” Eijirou said with a sigh. “It ain’t the manliest thing to be seeing too girls at once but if your heart’s really torn between two people, what else can you do?”
“Tell them both you’re still fucking seeing other people?” Katsuki countered. “Go with the fucking girl who lights up like bottled fucking starlight every time she sees your ugly mug?”
“Bot things Midoriya has to do, not us,” Shoto said.—
“Bot things Midoriya has to do, not us,” Shoto said.—
“Telling Uraraka would only serve to tear the class apart, have people taking sides.” A forlorn look crossed over Shoto’s eyes. “How horrible would that be, especially with how close we all are, especially when we have to split up once school ends.”
Eijirou placed a hand on Katsuki’s shoulder. “I know you and Uraraka are close, Kats, but they’ve got a point. Midoriya’s gotta make the choice on his own, it just sucks that she could get hurt because if that.” Her hardened his finger and cut the tape. “Sorry about Melissa too.”
“It’s fine,” Katsuki grumbled through gritted teeth as he rolled out his newly freed shoulders.”
“Could be a good thing, though,” Tetsu remarked. “Once Midoriya gets his head out of his ass, she’ll need a big Bakushoulder to cry on.”
“Could be a good thing, though,” Tetsu remarked. “Once Midoriya gets his head out of his ass, she’ll need a big Bakushoulder to cry on.”
The thought tasted bitter. “Fucking fantastic.”
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She texted him later that night.
A bold move, a picture of her searching up Milo Thatch x Reader Fanfiction.
He would have thought it cute, the perfect opportunity to make things flirty even, if he didn’t know.
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She texted him later that night.
A bold move, a picture of her searching up Milo Thatch x Reader Fanfiction.
He would have thought it cute, the perfect opportunity to make things flirty even, if he didn’t know.
But he did know who she’d been with just a few hours earlier. Did she even wait an hour after their little date to text him?
Thankfully it was late enough that if he didn’t respond she would have thought he fell asleep.
Unfortunately, he was still wide awake.
Ruminating.
Thankfully it was late enough that if he didn’t respond she would have thought he fell asleep.
Unfortunately, he was still wide awake.
Ruminating.
Bop bop bop link to the top:
https://twitter.com/sweetdiscords/status/1632189238199439360
Scrolling.
Scowering every fucking social of Melissa’s and Deku’s looking for something credible enough to give him the excuse to knock Deku’s teeth in…
Or knock Peppermint Prince’s teeth in for getting him all worked up over nothing.
Scowering every fucking social of Melissa’s and Deku’s looking for something credible enough to give him the excuse to knock Deku’s teeth in…
Or knock Peppermint Prince’s teeth in for getting him all worked up over nothing.
Mel’s Snapchat had a bunch of pictures of the exhibits, but no sign of green hair or freckles, and her Insta had a new pic posted an hour ago. Her standing next to a poster of her dad, mimicking his pose.
It was cute picture, he’d like it and maybe tease her—
It was cute picture, he’d like it and maybe tease her—
—about being a daddy’s girl if he wasn’t incredibly… pissed? Betrayed? Over the whole fucking mess he found himself trudging in.
He zoomed on the picture, looking to see if the reflection of a freckled fuckwad cameraman was glinting off anywhere, but found nothing.
He zoomed on the picture, looking to see if the reflection of a freckled fuckwad cameraman was glinting off anywhere, but found nothing.
Deku did like the picture though. Which was not nothing.
But then again the nerd fucking liked everyone’s pictures. AFO could post a fucking selfie and Deku would like it because “villains need love too” or some bullshit.
Had Melissa liked his pics?
But then again the nerd fucking liked everyone’s pictures. AFO could post a fucking selfie and Deku would like it because “villains need love too” or some bullshit.
Had Melissa liked his pics?
Katsuki clicked on Deku’s profile and started scrolling, being as careful as he could not to accidentally like any of his posts.
Melissa had liked some of his posts, sparingly, but that wasn’t shocking. The two had been friends since first year.
Melissa had liked some of his posts, sparingly, but that wasn’t shocking. The two had been friends since first year.
Hell, Mel had been friends with the dork for so long she probably didn’t even know it was a date.
That’s it. That had to be it. Didn’t clear Deku from being a fence riding chucklefuck, but it made Melissa less of an accomplice. Surely she knew Deku and Uraraka were thing.—
That’s it. That had to be it. Didn’t clear Deku from being a fence riding chucklefuck, but it made Melissa less of an accomplice. Surely she knew Deku and Uraraka were thing.—
—She wasn’t blind!
Well, fully blind. Her glasses prescription was pretty fucking thick.
BK: Oi. Ever occur to you that Mel thought she was just going to the museum with a friend?
Half n’ Half: Deku said she asked him out on a date.
Well, fully blind. Her glasses prescription was pretty fucking thick.
BK: Oi. Ever occur to you that Mel thought she was just going to the museum with a friend?
Half n’ Half: Deku said she asked him out on a date.
BK: Did she say it was a date? Or did Deku just overthink shit like he always does and assume it was a date?
Half n’ Half:
Half n’ Half:
Half n’ Half: Midoriya sent this to me last night asking for advice.
Half n’ Half: I think she knew it was a date.
“You fucking think, huh?” Katsuki grumbled under his breath and threw his phone to the side. He rubbed the heels of his palms into his eyes and grit his teeth.
Half n’ Half: I think she knew it was a date.
“You fucking think, huh?” Katsuki grumbled under his breath and threw his phone to the side. He rubbed the heels of his palms into his eyes and grit his teeth.
His chest hurt.
It wasn’t that she didn’t know. She didn’t care.
She didn’t care Deku was seeing Uraraka.
She didn’t care that he was starting to care for her. A small voice thought that maybe she was just as confused as Deku apparently was.
It wasn’t that she didn’t know. She didn’t care.
She didn’t care Deku was seeing Uraraka.
She didn’t care that he was starting to care for her. A small voice thought that maybe she was just as confused as Deku apparently was.
But if she was confused wouldn’t she have give both of them a chance?
She’s a fucking scientist, where the hell is her double blind study? Where the fuck was his tickets and katsudon?
His aching heart made his stomach turn.
And where the fuck was Uraraka’s?
She’s a fucking scientist, where the hell is her double blind study? Where the fuck was his tickets and katsudon?
His aching heart made his stomach turn.
And where the fuck was Uraraka’s?
Katsuki wasn’t so far gone that he’d have a hard time recovering. This wasn’t six months down the drain like Camie had been.
But Uraraka — those big doe eyes of hers lighting up like fireworks burned in his mind’s eye — she’d been in love with Izuku for years.
But Uraraka — those big doe eyes of hers lighting up like fireworks burned in his mind’s eye — she’d been in love with Izuku for years.
He wanted to tell her.
He couldn’t tell her.
As shitty and stupid as it was Hanta had a fucking point. Until Deku made a fucking decision telling her or calling him out would only cause drama.
It shouldn’t. But it would.
And the longer it took the worst it would hurt her.
He couldn’t tell her.
As shitty and stupid as it was Hanta had a fucking point. Until Deku made a fucking decision telling her or calling him out would only cause drama.
It shouldn’t. But it would.
And the longer it took the worst it would hurt her.
Katsuki flipped over and screamed in to his pillow. What he wouldn’t give to force the fucker’s hand!
Cut to the center of this bullshit rather than let it linger just to keep up some stupid status quo.
He screamed, and swore, and singed his pillow, hoping that something—
Cut to the center of this bullshit rather than let it linger just to keep up some stupid status quo.
He screamed, and swore, and singed his pillow, hoping that something—
—would stop his chest from hurting.
Stop from seeing Ochako run after Deku, smiling as if her were her entire world, over and over again.
The image growing grimmer every single time.
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“Jeez, Bakugou,” Frog Face croaked. “You don’t look so good.”
Stop from seeing Ochako run after Deku, smiling as if her were her entire world, over and over again.
The image growing grimmer every single time.
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“Jeez, Bakugou,” Frog Face croaked. “You don’t look so good.”
Katsuki stabbed his chopsticks right through the heart of the egg yolk in his bowl and swirled its golden blood into his gohan.
“Are you sick or something?” Tsu added.
“Sick of fucking bullshit,” he grumbled under his breath, trying not to glare at Deku across the room.
“Are you sick or something?” Tsu added.
“Sick of fucking bullshit,” he grumbled under his breath, trying not to glare at Deku across the room.
He was sitting with Tenya and Shoto and Ochako like it was just another bright and shiny UA day.
Tsu was about to join them too judging by the extra chocolate anpan balanced on an extra cup of tea made with cinnamon and honey just how Ochako liked it.
Tsu was about to join them too judging by the extra chocolate anpan balanced on an extra cup of tea made with cinnamon and honey just how Ochako liked it.
Bitterly, Katsuki noted that Deku should be the one getting her breakfast. Especially if he liked her enough to keep dragging her along while going on museum dates with brainy blondes.
His breakfast turned tasteless in his mouth.
God how he wanted to think of anything else.
His breakfast turned tasteless in his mouth.
God how he wanted to think of anything else.
“His bad mood’s my fault I think Tsu,” Eijirou said, stepping between them, shielding Tsu from the miasma of rage slowly oozing off of Katsuki. “Tetsu crashed at my place last night and we might have gotten a little rowdy watching old Schwarzenegger movies.”
“Schwarzenegger?” she questioned.
“He’s this super manly Austrian bodybuilder turned American Actor turned American Governor.” Ei flexed his bicep. “You should see his guns. The man’s an inspiration!”
“How does being muscly qualify someone to be a politician?”
“He’s this super manly Austrian bodybuilder turned American Actor turned American Governor.” Ei flexed his bicep. “You should see his guns. The man’s an inspiration!”
“How does being muscly qualify someone to be a politician?”
Ei shrugged. “Don’t know. America’s weird like that.”
“I guess.” Tsu walked off to join the rest of her happily ignorant crew.
Katsuki hoped Eijirou would follow suit and leave him to stew in his misery, but the redhead was not so easily shaken.
“Bro,” he said as he sat down—
“I guess.” Tsu walked off to join the rest of her happily ignorant crew.
Katsuki hoped Eijirou would follow suit and leave him to stew in his misery, but the redhead was not so easily shaken.
“Bro,” he said as he sat down—
—“I don’t want to tell you how to feel your feelings. But you gotta at least come up with some sort of excuse or else you’re gonna start raising suspicion.”
“Maybe I want to raise suspicion,” he snipped, stabbing at his breakfast. “Maybe if people were a—
“Maybe I want to raise suspicion,” he snipped, stabbing at his breakfast. “Maybe if people were a—
—little more suspicious around her, people would get away with window shopping girls like their trying to pick a new pair of stupidly priced, stupidly big sneakers to wear on their stupidly freckled feet.”
“Kats, we went over this. It’s not like—”
“I know what it’s not like.”
“Kats, we went over this. It’s not like—”
“I know what it’s not like.”
Katsuki grabbed some hot sauce and dumped it liberally over the rice. Maybe that would bring some taste back to it.
Eijirou sighed. “So what do you want to do?”
“It’s not about what I want to do. If it was about what I want to do, it’d already be done and I’d be arrested.”
Eijirou sighed. “So what do you want to do?”
“It’s not about what I want to do. If it was about what I want to do, it’d already be done and I’d be arrested.”
“Then what can I do to help?”
Katsuki huffed a laugh. “Make numb nuts over there fucking choose a chick.”
Eijirou stroked his chin in thought. “I don’t think I can make him but I could probably hype up one of the girl’s a lot. Question is who?”
“Who what?” Mina asked.
Katsuki huffed a laugh. “Make numb nuts over there fucking choose a chick.”
Eijirou stroked his chin in thought. “I don’t think I can make him but I could probably hype up one of the girl’s a lot. Question is who?”
“Who what?” Mina asked.
The bubbly pink gossip also known as Eijirou’s girlfriend sat down beside the pair. Antennas and curls bouncing. Katsuki swore they gave her a super hearing quirk none of the knew about.
“Who Kats is going to be for Halloween!” Ei quickly lied. “He doesn’t have a costume yet.”
“Who Kats is going to be for Halloween!” Ei quickly lied. “He doesn’t have a costume yet.”
“Oooo!” Mina squealed excitedly. “He could be our Subotai!”
“You’re what?” Katsuki growled.
“Ei’s going as Conan the Barbarian, I’m going as Valeria. I’ve still got enough fabric to whip up one more toga for ya if you want to be out trusty archer,” she smiled.
“You’re what?” Katsuki growled.
“Ei’s going as Conan the Barbarian, I’m going as Valeria. I’ve still got enough fabric to whip up one more toga for ya if you want to be out trusty archer,” she smiled.
“Yeah, bro! We’d have to find you a wig and stuff but I’d bet you’d look damn good in a handlebar mustache,” Ei added.
Katsuki shuddered at the thought, recalling the patchy handlebar ‘stache his dad had sported for way too long, insisting it would eventually grow into a beard.
Katsuki shuddered at the thought, recalling the patchy handlebar ‘stache his dad had sported for way too long, insisting it would eventually grow into a beard.
“And want to scratch my face off all night? No fucking thank you,” he said. “I ain’t going to the party anyway.”
“What? Why?” Mina asked.
“Because why the fuck would I want to be surrounded by a bunch of drunk, screaming idiots all night?”
“Because you’d be drunk too?”
“What? Why?” Mina asked.
“Because why the fuck would I want to be surrounded by a bunch of drunk, screaming idiots all night?”
“Because you’d be drunk too?”
“Tch. And deal with feeling like fucking shit the next morning?” he washed the newly added heat of his breakfast down with his coffee. “No fucking thank you.”
Mina pouted and looked down at her breakfast forlorn. “Guess a certain brainiac will be disappointed then.”
Mina pouted and looked down at her breakfast forlorn. “Guess a certain brainiac will be disappointed then.”
His coffee soured.
Mina peered up at him and smiled, clearly misreading his pursed expression.
“Gotcha there. Bet you’re thinking twice about going now that you know Miss Shield will be there,” she mocked. “Denki told me all about y’all’s little study dates. So cute!”
Mina peered up at him and smiled, clearly misreading his pursed expression.
“Gotcha there. Bet you’re thinking twice about going now that you know Miss Shield will be there,” she mocked. “Denki told me all about y’all’s little study dates. So cute!”
“It wasn’t a date,” he grumbled. “I’m just helping her out with her apprenticeship project.”
“By flexing your muscles?” she tugged her earlobe playfully. “News travels fast around here.”
Not fast enough, Katsuki thought.
“Do you know who Mel’s going as for Halloween?” Ei asked
“By flexing your muscles?” she tugged her earlobe playfully. “News travels fast around here.”
Not fast enough, Katsuki thought.
“Do you know who Mel’s going as for Halloween?” Ei asked
“No clue,” she said. “Which means she might be open to doing a couples costume with someone.”
Katsuki chugged the rest of his coffee and stood. “I’m going for a run.”
“Awww come on Kat! There’s no need to be bashful!” Mina called after him as he walked away.
He flipped her—
Katsuki chugged the rest of his coffee and stood. “I’m going for a run.”
“Awww come on Kat! There’s no need to be bashful!” Mina called after him as he walked away.
He flipped her—
—off and headed outside to clear his head with the crisp morning air.
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He had managed to avoid direct contact with all three of them for most of the day, thank god.
Did it mean he had to be an absolute jerk all day to do it? Sure. But honestly it felt good to be a—
🔍🔍🔍🔍🔍
He had managed to avoid direct contact with all three of them for most of the day, thank god.
Did it mean he had to be an absolute jerk all day to do it? Sure. But honestly it felt good to be a—
“Jerk,” Ochako smacked him in the back of the head, surprising him and jolting him to his feet.
“What the fuck?!”
Ochako released her quirk, letting herself down to the ground slowly. “I should be asking you the same thing! What the fuck crawled up your ass today?”
“What the fuck?!”
Ochako released her quirk, letting herself down to the ground slowly. “I should be asking you the same thing! What the fuck crawled up your ass today?”
“Nothing crawled up my ass,” he snapped back. “And how the fuck did you find me anyway?”
Barely anybody knew about his spot in the woods. Only Ei.
Had he told Ochako? Was he setting this up as an excuse for him to tell her what Deku was up too?
“I followed you!”
Oh.
Barely anybody knew about his spot in the woods. Only Ei.
Had he told Ochako? Was he setting this up as an excuse for him to tell her what Deku was up too?
“I followed you!”
Oh.
“You followed me? Why the fuck would you do that?”
“Because you’ve been acting like a jerk all day, avoiding me *and* Melissa, then next thing I know you’re randomly stomping off into the woods,” she threw her arms up in the air. “I was worried!”
“About me in the woods?!”
“Because you’ve been acting like a jerk all day, avoiding me *and* Melissa, then next thing I know you’re randomly stomping off into the woods,” she threw her arms up in the air. “I was worried!”
“About me in the woods?!”
“About you in general! You only act this off and jerky when something’s really bothering you. So what’s up?”
Katsuki chewed the inside of his cheek.
“And don’t say ‘nothing’,” she added with a huff.
He couldn’t tell her outright.
But she would know if he lied.
Katsuki chewed the inside of his cheek.
“And don’t say ‘nothing’,” she added with a huff.
He couldn’t tell her outright.
But she would know if he lied.
“I think Melissa’s seeing someone else,” he said. Not a lie.
Ochako’s eyes widened, the angry furrow in her brow softening a bit.
“No,” she said so shocked and softly, he would’ve found it comforting any other time.
But now it felt like a twist of a knife.
Ochako’s eyes widened, the angry furrow in her brow softening a bit.
“No,” she said so shocked and softly, he would’ve found it comforting any other time.
But now it felt like a twist of a knife.
“Oh no.” All the anger melted from her face. “You’re sure?”
Katsuki kept his eyes to the ground and tapped the toe of his shoe against it. “Pretty fucking sure.”
“Who is it? Someone from UA or—”
“Someone from her past, I think. So—”
“So you’re gonna win her back, right?”
Katsuki kept his eyes to the ground and tapped the toe of his shoe against it. “Pretty fucking sure.”
“Who is it? Someone from UA or—”
“Someone from her past, I think. So—”
“So you’re gonna win her back, right?”
He ran his hand down his face and sighed. “Cheeks I don’t—”
“If it’s someone from her past, then they’re probably from the US, right?” she said. “Which means they’re all the way over there and you’re here. Looking hot, making her laugh, being there for her… you can’t give up!”
“If it’s someone from her past, then they’re probably from the US, right?” she said. “Which means they’re all the way over there and you’re here. Looking hot, making her laugh, being there for her… you can’t give up!”
“Look, it’s alright. I—”
“It’s not alright!” she insisted, stomping her foot for emphasis. “Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t give up! Not in the face of deadly villains and certainly not on winning the heart of a girl he likes!”
“Cheeks if she likes—”
“It’s not alright!” she insisted, stomping her foot for emphasis. “Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t give up! Not in the face of deadly villains and certainly not on winning the heart of a girl he likes!”
“Cheeks if she likes—”
“If she liked this rando so fucking much she’d just be with him instead of flirting with you,” she huffed.
Katsuki’s ground his teeth subconsciously, cutting into the side of his cheek and drawing a bit of blood.
Her footsteps crunched across the leaves towards him.
Katsuki’s ground his teeth subconsciously, cutting into the side of his cheek and drawing a bit of blood.
Her footsteps crunched across the leaves towards him.
A pair of sparkling, kind, brown eyes blocked his view of the dying grass.
“What I’m saying is you still have a chance, Bakugou,” she smiled softly. “You’re here, they’re not. She won’t feel so lonely with you.”
“Tch. I don’t wanna be just a body to keep a bed warm.”
“What I’m saying is you still have a chance, Bakugou,” she smiled softly. “You’re here, they’re not. She won’t feel so lonely with you.”
“Tch. I don’t wanna be just a body to keep a bed warm.”
“You won’t be,” she said. “It might start like that, sure. But over time she’ll see how wonderful you are and fall in love with you slowly, then all at once.” She took his hands in hers and ran the soft pads of her thumbs over his knuckles. “But it won’t happen unless you try.”
The thought of winning Melissa back was far from his mind. He wanted to get even.
He wanted her to hurt just as much as he did, as much as Cheeks would if she ever found out.
Deku too. Fuck however innocent or love torn he was. The nerd had to choose.
He’d make him choose.
He wanted her to hurt just as much as he did, as much as Cheeks would if she ever found out.
Deku too. Fuck however innocent or love torn he was. The nerd had to choose.
He’d make him choose.
His churning thoughts had a new target to focus on, the sparks of a plan already starting to smolder in his mind.
Ochako smiled. “There you are.”
“What?”
“There’s that Dynamight determination,” Ochako cheered. “You want to win now, don’t ya?”
Ochako smiled. “There you are.”
“What?”
“There’s that Dynamight determination,” Ochako cheered. “You want to win now, don’t ya?”
Katsuki smirked. “Yeah, Cheeks. I wanna win.”
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There was a lot of ways to win, but the right way to win was what his mind couldn’t settle on.
Threatening Deku to choose head on wouldn’t work. After the war he’d unfortunately (in this case) developed a spine. Fucker wouldn’t willingly hurt someone—
There was a lot of ways to win, but the right way to win was what his mind couldn’t settle on.
Threatening Deku to choose head on wouldn’t work. After the war he’d unfortunately (in this case) developed a spine. Fucker wouldn’t willingly hurt someone—
—but Katsuki wouldn’t be surprised if he kept dragging his feet just to spite him. Or worst would tell Ochako that he’d pressured him to choose. Or worst worst, end things with Ochako super messily because he would be scared shitless and respond stupidly.
Or he could end things with Melissa super messily. But something in his gut told him that wasn’t going to happen.
Deku was going to pick Melissa, he just needed the balls to do it without worrying about what their classmates might think.
He needed a challenge to do it.
Deku was going to pick Melissa, he just needed the balls to do it without worrying about what their classmates might think.
He needed a challenge to do it.
He needed to feel like he was going to lose her. Which was easier said than done when Melissa was into him enough to ask him on a date.
Katsuki groaned as he flopped back on his mattress, finding himself at another obstacle.
His phone pinged, a welcome distraction—
Katsuki groaned as he flopped back on his mattress, finding himself at another obstacle.
His phone pinged, a welcome distraction—
—before he saw that it was a message from Melissa.
A selfie even. Her with her glasses hung low on her nose, wearing a dark curly wig.
“Think I should go brunette? 😉”
Shouldn’t you ask Deku that? he considered texting back.
A selfie even. Her with her glasses hung low on her nose, wearing a dark curly wig.
“Think I should go brunette? 😉”
Shouldn’t you ask Deku that? he considered texting back.
Was this part of her Halloween costume? Why would she—
At once, two voices echoed in his mind sparking inspiration.
The first belonging to a well meaning Alien Queen.
“…she might be open to doing a couples costume with someone…”
At once, two voices echoed in his mind sparking inspiration.
The first belonging to a well meaning Alien Queen.
“…she might be open to doing a couples costume with someone…”
The second belonging to a pair of kind brown eyes and plump rosy cheeks.
“…she won’t feel so lonely with you…”
Katsuki rose from his bed and opened his dorm door just a crack, listening, quickly picking up Deku’s high, breathy laugh trickling down the hall.
“…she won’t feel so lonely with you…”
Katsuki rose from his bed and opened his dorm door just a crack, listening, quickly picking up Deku’s high, breathy laugh trickling down the hall.
Game night was tonight. Deku never missed a game night and was intense as hell the entire time.
God themselves could be texting him and he wouldn’t answer.
Katsuki’s phone pinged again, bulling him back towards his bed.
MS: What are you doing tonight?👀
God themselves could be texting him and he wouldn’t answer.
Katsuki’s phone pinged again, bulling him back towards his bed.
MS: What are you doing tonight?👀
Katsuki smiled wickedly.
She *was* lonely. Deku’s attention was elsewhere so she put her attention elsewhere.
Not a healthy coping mechanism by any means but one that could be exploited.
BK: Checking out this new cute brunette that just texted me.
She *was* lonely. Deku’s attention was elsewhere so she put her attention elsewhere.
Not a healthy coping mechanism by any means but one that could be exploited.
BK: Checking out this new cute brunette that just texted me.
BK: Still waiting to see her in that white wig and blue skimpy outfit though.
MS: 🤔🤔🤔 I’ll think about it. Would need to find a cunning linguist to sell the costume though.
Katsuki cracked his knuckles and leaned back on his pillows, readying himself for spiteful flirting.
MS: 🤔🤔🤔 I’ll think about it. Would need to find a cunning linguist to sell the costume though.
Katsuki cracked his knuckles and leaned back on his pillows, readying himself for spiteful flirting.
BK: I think I know a cunning linguist 👅 but what about the brunette? What does she need?
MS: A brawny, brainy explorer to help save me from an evil mummy.
So she was going as that librarian from The Mummy.
BK: Well, I definitely think I can help you out of those wraps.
MS: A brawny, brainy explorer to help save me from an evil mummy.
So she was going as that librarian from The Mummy.
BK: Well, I definitely think I can help you out of those wraps.
A picture followed, angled a little lower. The button up blouse she was wearing had opened up a bit, exposing her cleavage and the crimson lace of her bra.
MS: These wraps? But I worked so hard on my Halloween costume. 🥺
Katsuki closed his eyes and took a deep breath,—
MS: These wraps? But I worked so hard on my Halloween costume. 🥺
Katsuki closed his eyes and took a deep breath,—
calming himself, maintaining his focus. She was hot, no doubt about that.
He didn’t have the chance to give a witty response back before she texted:
“What are you dressing up as?”
Fuck.
He didn’t have an answer for that one.
He didn’t have the chance to give a witty response back before she texted:
“What are you dressing up as?”
Fuck.
He didn’t have an answer for that one.
He looked around his room for something, anything to claim was a costume that would be enticing enough for her.
A shirtless pic was the obvious choice, but saying “a washboard” was too much of a douche reply for her. And he wasn’t a fucking cosplayer pulling props out his ass.
A shirtless pic was the obvious choice, but saying “a washboard” was too much of a douche reply for her. And he wasn’t a fucking cosplayer pulling props out his ass.
His gaze fell on the pair of reading glasses resting on his nightstand. Ochako had dragged him out to get them after catching him squinting at their history textbook one study session.
She had picked out the style too, nerdy round shaped frames that she said looked good.
She had picked out the style too, nerdy round shaped frames that she said looked good.
Really they made him look like a dork.
And Melissa liked dorks so…
He whipped off his shirt, threw on his glasses then posed with his signature scowl for a mirror selfie.
BK: The perfect blend of brains and brawn.
MS: 🥵🥵🥵
MS: Those glasses tho 🤔🤔🤔
BK: 🤔?
And Melissa liked dorks so…
He whipped off his shirt, threw on his glasses then posed with his signature scowl for a mirror selfie.
BK: The perfect blend of brains and brawn.
MS: 🥵🥵🥵
MS: Those glasses tho 🤔🤔🤔
BK: 🤔?
The fuck was that emoji for?
MS: Those glasses look familiar. More like a cunning linguist than just some brains and brawn.
Katsuki looked at himself in the mirror. They looked familiar? Did Deku fucking wear glasses too or some shit? Or…
He smiled wickedly.
MS: Those glasses look familiar. More like a cunning linguist than just some brains and brawn.
Katsuki looked at himself in the mirror. They looked familiar? Did Deku fucking wear glasses too or some shit? Or…
He smiled wickedly.
BK: Dunno. Guess you’ll have to wait til the Halloween party to find out.
Katsuki didn’t give two shits what she texted back, he was too busy searching up the perfect picture and knocking on Eijirou’s door.
Mina answered, just as he expected.
“What’s up Bakubro?”
Katsuki didn’t give two shits what she texted back, he was too busy searching up the perfect picture and knocking on Eijirou’s door.
Mina answered, just as he expected.
“What’s up Bakubro?”
Katsuki shoved his phone towards his face. “This.”
“What?”
“You said you’d help me with my Halloween costume. I need you to make me a sexy version of this motherfucker.”
Mina knit her brow and took the phone from him. “Really? I didn’t even know you knew this movie.”
“What?”
“You said you’d help me with my Halloween costume. I need you to make me a sexy version of this motherfucker.”
Mina knit her brow and took the phone from him. “Really? I didn’t even know you knew this movie.”
“I don’t, but Mel loves it.” He exchanged a knowing glance with Eijirou as he joined Mina at the door.
Ei raised a doubtful eyebrow. Katsuki smiled impishly for a moment before dropping back into a scowl as Mina looked up.
“Ohhhh. I’ve got an idea.”
Ei raised a doubtful eyebrow. Katsuki smiled impishly for a moment before dropping back into a scowl as Mina looked up.
“Ohhhh. I’ve got an idea.”
She handed the phone back to him, a smug grin on her face. “What do you think about that? I’ve got enough fabric and some left over festival face paint we can use for it.”
He nodded. “I think she’s gonna love it.”
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Mina took his costume idea and fucking ran with it.
He nodded. “I think she’s gonna love it.”
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Mina took his costume idea and fucking ran with it.
The other guy’s however.
“So run us through this plan of yours one more time,” Hanta said beside him, having made his way up next to him mid-run.
Shoto, Eijirou, Shoji, and Tetsu all fell in stride him, annoyingly crowding the track.
Katsuki rolled his eyes and snarled.
“So run us through this plan of yours one more time,” Hanta said beside him, having made his way up next to him mid-run.
Shoto, Eijirou, Shoji, and Tetsu all fell in stride him, annoyingly crowding the track.
Katsuki rolled his eyes and snarled.
“How many times do I have to fucking go through this?” I’m making Deku choose.”
“By helping Melissa feel less lonely at the Halloween party?” Hanta clarified. “That’s the part we’re hung up on.”
“The party’s gonna be packed with people,” Shoto said. “Why would she be lonely?”
“By helping Melissa feel less lonely at the Halloween party?” Hanta clarified. “That’s the part we’re hung up on.”
“The party’s gonna be packed with people,” Shoto said. “Why would she be lonely?”
“And she’s got 2 guys competing for her heart,” Tetsu added. “That seems like a lot of attention coming her way.”
“I ain’t competing for anything of hers,” Katsuki snapped. “She’ll be lonely because Deku’s will be fucking busy saving face with Uraraka the whole night.”
“I ain’t competing for anything of hers,” Katsuki snapped. “She’ll be lonely because Deku’s will be fucking busy saving face with Uraraka the whole night.”
“Saving face?” Ei asked.
“Everyone knows he’s supposed to be seeing Uraraka, right? It’d be weird if they didn’t spend the Halloween party hanging out together. Which means Melissa’s gotta watch them spend the whole party hanging out together.”
“Everyone knows he’s supposed to be seeing Uraraka, right? It’d be weird if they didn’t spend the Halloween party hanging out together. Which means Melissa’s gotta watch them spend the whole party hanging out together.”
“She’ll be jealous,” Shoji noted.
“And drunk probably,” Katsuki added. “And surrounded by people she’s only sort of friends with. So when the guy she sends titty pics too whenever Deku’s busy walks in looking like her fantasy, I’m sure she’ll be giving me a lot of attention.”
“And drunk probably,” Katsuki added. “And surrounded by people she’s only sort of friends with. So when the guy she sends titty pics too whenever Deku’s busy walks in looking like her fantasy, I’m sure she’ll be giving me a lot of attention.”
“Thus making Deku jealous,” Shoji concluded.
“Exactly.” Katsuki turned to Hanta. “Now 3M if all of a sudden I started IcyHot started flirting with another guy in front of you what would you do?”
Shoto frowned. “I would never.”
“It’s a hypothetical, Peppermint, calm down.”
“Exactly.” Katsuki turned to Hanta. “Now 3M if all of a sudden I started IcyHot started flirting with another guy in front of you what would you do?”
Shoto frowned. “I would never.”
“It’s a hypothetical, Peppermint, calm down.”
Hanta narrowed his eyes at Katsuki. “I wouldn’t let that happen.”
“You’d cause a scene, wouldn’t ya?” Katsuki snickered.
“Not a scene but,” he glanced towards Shoto, “I’d handle it.”
His boyfriend blushed and Katsuki groaned in disgust.
“Anyway. What is Deku gonna do then?”
“You’d cause a scene, wouldn’t ya?” Katsuki snickered.
“Not a scene but,” he glanced towards Shoto, “I’d handle it.”
His boyfriend blushed and Katsuki groaned in disgust.
“Anyway. What is Deku gonna do then?”
“Handle it?” Shoto asked.
“Bingo.”
“But this all rides on Midoriya liking Melissa more that Uraraka,” Ei said. “And I’m not sure—”
“Ya don’t skip out on a date with the girl you like more to hang out with the girl you like less last minute,” he stated. “The moment—
“Bingo.”
“But this all rides on Midoriya liking Melissa more that Uraraka,” Ei said. “And I’m not sure—”
“Ya don’t skip out on a date with the girl you like more to hang out with the girl you like less last minute,” he stated. “The moment—
—he chose that museum date over pumpkin picking with Uraraka, who he likes more was clear. He just needs to fucking own up to it now.”
Their footfalls against the rubber track underscored their processing as they considered Katsuki’s argument.
“How can we help?” Shoji asked.
Their footfalls against the rubber track underscored their processing as they considered Katsuki’s argument.
“How can we help?” Shoji asked.
“Keep Melissa and Deku from talking one on one with each other tonight, and make sure Deku and Uraraka stay together in Melissa’s line of sight as much as you can,” Katsuki instructed. “I’ll handle the rest.”
“You’re sure this is a good idea?” Ei asked.
“You’re sure this is a good idea?” Ei asked.
“You worked real hard to get over you and Midoriya’s past bullshit. I don’t want you throwing that away over something like this.”
“Tch. I’m doing this because I fucking know the idiot doesn’t even realize what he’s doing is messed up,” he replied. Either way it goes—”
“Tch. I’m doing this because I fucking know the idiot doesn’t even realize what he’s doing is messed up,” he replied. Either way it goes—”
“—him and I will be fine. I’ll still be fucking pissed at him for it. But I ain’t gonna beat the shit out of him or something over it.”
“Good,” Ei sighed in relief. “Last thing we need is another Aizawa lecture because of that.”
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“Good,” Ei sighed in relief. “Last thing we need is another Aizawa lecture because of that.”
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To throw an all out rager on campus was an absolute no go.
To throw a ranger at one of the many nearby houses a certain rich kid third year’s parents owned however…
It was perhaps one of the few times being a landlord was a good thing.
Momo had decorated the hell out of it.
To throw a ranger at one of the many nearby houses a certain rich kid third year’s parents owned however…
It was perhaps one of the few times being a landlord was a good thing.
Momo had decorated the hell out of it.
Cotton spiderwebs, paper bats, dry ice fog, and low, Halloween colored lighting. By the time Katsuki had made his way over to the house the party was well underway.
Mineta already had his head in a trash can. Hitoshi and Neito were playing tug-o-tongue with Denki.
Mineta already had his head in a trash can. Hitoshi and Neito were playing tug-o-tongue with Denki.
(CW: Underage Drinking btw)
The smell of booze threatened strip his nostrils of every hair inside them. A bunch of gasps and wolf whistles greeted him as he entered, his costume drawing nearly every eye.
Most of these were underclassmen though, his real target was downstairs.
The smell of booze threatened strip his nostrils of every hair inside them. A bunch of gasps and wolf whistles greeted him as he entered, his costume drawing nearly every eye.
Most of these were underclassmen though, his real target was downstairs.
Shoji had been updating him all night. Apparently with out Deku’s attention, Melissa had take up flip cup, beer pong, whatever game would keep her distracted and drunk. Ei even made sure to take over the beer pong table from her to have a “couples match” against Deku and Ochako.
Now she’d been leaning up against the wall for a while, bobbing her head to the music, pretending to listen to Mei ramble on as she obviously watched Deku from a far.
“Bakubro!” Hanta howled starting off an avalanche of cheers, hoots, hollers, drawing every eye towards him.
“Bakubro!” Hanta howled starting off an avalanche of cheers, hoots, hollers, drawing every eye towards him.
Katsuki caught Melissa’s eye briefly, adjusted his glasses with a smirk, then continued on to meet Hanta by the keg and grab a beer.
“Looking hot dude!” he said.
“Nice Vincent costume,” Shoto added. “I don’t remember him wearing a bedsheet in the game though.”
“Vincent?”
“Looking hot dude!” he said.
“Nice Vincent costume,” Shoto added. “I don’t remember him wearing a bedsheet in the game though.”
“Vincent?”
“From Silent Hill 3.” Shoto pointed to his glasses. “He wears glasses like that.”
Katsuki sneered. “I ain’t no Vincent, Icyhot, I’m—”
“Milo Thatch,” Melissa slurred flirty, running a hand across the blue swirls of body paint highlighting the bulge of his biceps.
Katsuki sneered. “I ain’t no Vincent, Icyhot, I’m—”
“Milo Thatch,” Melissa slurred flirty, running a hand across the blue swirls of body paint highlighting the bulge of his biceps.
Katsuki’s sneer turned into a smirk. “In the flesh.” He let his eyes roam across the old school librarian costume she was sporting, feigning interest when really he seeing all of the booze and sweat stains on her blouse.
“Evie from The Mummy!” she shouted over the music.
“Evie from The Mummy!” she shouted over the music.
“We’re Bert and Ernie,” Shoto added unnecessarily. He must have had a few shots himself too. “He’s Ernie, I’m Bert.”
Melissa smiled at him and used her other hand to rub his bicep. “This sweater is sooo soft.”
“It’s very warm,” he replied.
Melissa smiled at him and used her other hand to rub his bicep. “This sweater is sooo soft.”
“It’s very warm,” he replied.
“Speaking of warm,” Hanta lifted her hand off of Shoto and placed a cup of beer in it. “Why don’t you two go warm up the dance floor a bit? There’s some good looking couples out there, but no one nearly as hot as you two.”
“Oooo yes!” Melissa cooed and tugged Katsuki’s arm.
“Oooo yes!” Melissa cooed and tugged Katsuki’s arm.
“You sure?” Katsuki teased. “I don’t know if you’ll be able to handle my moves.”
Melissa rolled her eyes. “Oh please. Like I don’t have moves of my own.”
He shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “Alright. You asked for it.”
Melissa rolled her eyes. “Oh please. Like I don’t have moves of my own.”
He shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “Alright. You asked for it.”
He threaded his arm out of her grip and made his way to the dance floor.
Whether she followed him or not was unimportant. This was all about the tease. The bait.
Later she was sure to bite.
Kyoka had set up her DJ booth, a brilliant set up that could knock a house down at 11
Whether she followed him or not was unimportant. This was all about the tease. The bait.
Later she was sure to bite.
Kyoka had set up her DJ booth, a brilliant set up that could knock a house down at 11
Katsuki locked eyes with her and gave her a subtle nod to switch the music to one of the songs he’d texted her about.
With insane skill she mixed the current bright bouncy pop song into a dirty, grinding dance song that switched the entire vibe of the dance floor.
With insane skill she mixed the current bright bouncy pop song into a dirty, grinding dance song that switched the entire vibe of the dance floor.
Katsuki knew how to move, that was no secret. With how he fought with his quirk he had to be as agile and precise as possible.
As a kid hiphop lessons were a way for him to let out his access energy. As an adult they kept him sharp, gave him and edge against villains.
As a kid hiphop lessons were a way for him to let out his access energy. As an adult they kept him sharp, gave him and edge against villains.
And now, well…
They had a drunken blonde in a librarian costume practically drooling as she watched him gyrate.
After a bit of peacocking, Katsuki wound up pulling her into the dance with him, hooking an arm around the small of her waist and holding her close.
They had a drunken blonde in a librarian costume practically drooling as she watched him gyrate.
After a bit of peacocking, Katsuki wound up pulling her into the dance with him, hooking an arm around the small of her waist and holding her close.
He guided her hips with his own, keeping them flush together and in time with the music. He let his nose brush against hers every now and again but wouldn’t let himself linger.
Instead he would subtly shift his gaze away, keeping an eye out for tuft of green hair.
Instead he would subtly shift his gaze away, keeping an eye out for tuft of green hair.
Which he found pretty quickly, tucked under some sort of brown leather fedora, glancing their way every now and again as he pretended to pay attention to the pretty pink power ranger chatting excitedly beside him.
Katsuki spun Melissa around making sure her ass was against him.
Katsuki spun Melissa around making sure her ass was against him.
He draped his arms around her hips and dipped his head down to have his chin rest against the curve of her neck. Holding her like like he possessed her.
Izuku’s glance became a full on stare at that. Ochako’s gaze was pulled along with it, finding Katsuki just as the song ended.
Izuku’s glance became a full on stare at that. Ochako’s gaze was pulled along with it, finding Katsuki just as the song ended.
Katsuki pretended not to see her grab Izuku’s arm and start to drag him over.
“Oh my god! Look at you!” Ochako squealed in greeting.
Katsuki untangled himself from Melissa as they approached. “Sup, Cheeks. See you can’t shake the spandex, huh?”
“Oh my god! Look at you!” Ochako squealed in greeting.
Katsuki untangled himself from Melissa as they approached. “Sup, Cheeks. See you can’t shake the spandex, huh?”
“Really?” She smirked and looked down at his chest. “See you found Atlantis but lost your shirt along the way.”
Katsuki smiled genuinely at that before turning smug as he looked Deku’s way. “Guess you found a power ranger in the Temple of Doom there, huh, Izuku?”
Katsuki smiled genuinely at that before turning smug as he looked Deku’s way. “Guess you found a power ranger in the Temple of Doom there, huh, Izuku?”
Izuku laughed tightly as he smiled. “Guess so. I didn’t know you and Melissa were so close, Kacchan.”
“Yeah. I’ve been helping Specs out with her apprenticeship project,” he said, nudging Melissa slightly. “She really likes what I can do with my hands.”
“Yeah. I’ve been helping Specs out with her apprenticeship project,” he said, nudging Melissa slightly. “She really likes what I can do with my hands.”
“The sweat,” Melissa blurted out suddenly. “I’m trying to see how my universal quirk enhancer would work with physically manifested emitter quirks.”
“Sure,” Ochako teased. “Just don’t play with his hands too much. You’ll wind up with a heart condition.”
She winked at Katsuki.
“Sure,” Ochako teased. “Just don’t play with his hands too much. You’ll wind up with a heart condition.”
She winked at Katsuki.
“Speaking of sweat,” Ochako continued. “You two vs. us two. Ultimate beer pong championship. With you two in the mix one of us are sure to beat Kiri and Mina.”
“In a bit, Cheeks,” he said. “I gotta go piss first.” He patted Melissa on the head and looked at Izuku.
“In a bit, Cheeks,” he said. “I gotta go piss first.” He patted Melissa on the head and looked at Izuku.
“Keep an eye on her for me, will ya?”
Izuku nodded curtly with a tight smile. “You got it.”
Katsuki headed upstairs, catching Eijirou calling, “Midoriya! Uraraka! Rematch?”
Just as planned.
Katsuki didn’t head to the bathroom. Instead he made his way to the roof, took out—
Izuku nodded curtly with a tight smile. “You got it.”
Katsuki headed upstairs, catching Eijirou calling, “Midoriya! Uraraka! Rematch?”
Just as planned.
Katsuki didn’t head to the bathroom. Instead he made his way to the roof, took out—
—his phone, and started scrolling through his phone. Enjoying the peace, quiet, and night sky as he killed time waiting to hear—
“He have you seen Bakugou?” Melissa asked Hanta on the patio below him, prompting him to rise and make his was back into the house.
“He have you seen Bakugou?” Melissa asked Hanta on the patio below him, prompting him to rise and make his was back into the house.
Katsuki made his way back down to the first floor, conveniently waiting to round the right corner.
“There you are!” Melissa said, hurrying over towards him. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”
“Is something wrong?” he asked, playing dumb.
Melissa grabbed his hand.
“There you are!” Melissa said, hurrying over towards him. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”
“Is something wrong?” he asked, playing dumb.
Melissa grabbed his hand.
“I really want to dance with you some more,” she said. Her eyes kept glancing towards his lips, lingering over his body. “Please?”
Katsuki smiled. Knowing for certain what would happen next. “Lead the way.”
She all but tore his arm out of his socket as she lead him downstairs.
Katsuki smiled. Knowing for certain what would happen next. “Lead the way.”
She all but tore his arm out of his socket as she lead him downstairs.
She wasted no time pulling him onto the dance floor and grinding against him, touching every inch of bare skin on him, leading his hands to grab her waist, her ass.
Keeping her face barely an inch away from his.
“You look sooo good tonight,” Melissa panted lightly.
Keeping her face barely an inch away from his.
“You look sooo good tonight,” Melissa panted lightly.
“You look pretty good too,” he said. “I like that shade of lipstick.”
“Do you?” she cooed.
“Mhmm.” He brushed his nose against hers. “Does it taste good?”
Melissa threaded her fingers in his hair. “Let’s find out.”
She kissed him. Hard, clumsy, needy.
“Do you?” she cooed.
“Mhmm.” He brushed his nose against hers. “Does it taste good?”
Melissa threaded her fingers in his hair. “Let’s find out.”
She kissed him. Hard, clumsy, needy.
It was more teeth that lips. More cheap beer than cherry.
Honestly it was one of the worst kisses he ever had, but he stuck with it. Deepening it, making her fumbled mess loom good as applause erupted around them. The music even switched to something celebratory and gloating.
Honestly it was one of the worst kisses he ever had, but he stuck with it. Deepening it, making her fumbled mess loom good as applause erupted around them. The music even switched to something celebratory and gloating.
They parted to find the entire basement crowd watching them, applauding…
…save for one person, in an Indiana Jones costume, watching on from just a few feet in front of them. Katsuki kept Melissa’s attention away from Deku, pulling her to dance and jump along with the crowd—
…save for one person, in an Indiana Jones costume, watching on from just a few feet in front of them. Katsuki kept Melissa’s attention away from Deku, pulling her to dance and jump along with the crowd—
—until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Hey dude. Sorry to interrupt,” Eijirou said. “But I need your help with Tetsu man. He ain’t doing well.”
“Fucking hell, Shitty Hair.” He turned to Melissa. “Sorry. I gotta take care of this.”
“It’s fine,” she slurred a bit, lost in the—
“Hey dude. Sorry to interrupt,” Eijirou said. “But I need your help with Tetsu man. He ain’t doing well.”
“Fucking hell, Shitty Hair.” He turned to Melissa. “Sorry. I gotta take care of this.”
“It’s fine,” she slurred a bit, lost in the—
—kiss still.
Perfect.
Katsuki followed Eijirou back upstairs and into “the recovery room”— the master bedroom of the house that had been deemed as safe zone for those who partied too much cuz of it’s huge bed and easy bathroom access.
Tetsu was waiting, completely sober.
Perfect.
Katsuki followed Eijirou back upstairs and into “the recovery room”— the master bedroom of the house that had been deemed as safe zone for those who partied too much cuz of it’s huge bed and easy bathroom access.
Tetsu was waiting, completely sober.
“How’d it go?” he asked.
“It went off without at hitch,” Katsuki replied. “Now we just wait.”
“That kiss was pretty fucking epic though. With the music and the cheering?!” Ei recalled excitedly.
“Yeah and she chewed my lips like they were a fucking roast beef the entire time.”
“It went off without at hitch,” Katsuki replied. “Now we just wait.”
“That kiss was pretty fucking epic though. With the music and the cheering?!” Ei recalled excitedly.
“Yeah and she chewed my lips like they were a fucking roast beef the entire time.”
“Not so cool.” Tetsu said. “Wanna play Kings while we wait? I brought a deck of cards and the Mineta finally stopped puking.”
“Yeah sure. Why the fuck not? It ain’t like—”
Their phones all pinged.
S: Midoriya left.
They all shared a wide-eyed stare of disbelief.
“Yeah sure. Why the fuck not? It ain’t like—”
Their phones all pinged.
S: Midoriya left.
They all shared a wide-eyed stare of disbelief.
Before they could say another word their phones pinged again.
S: Melissa’s leaving now too. Mei’s helping her get her stuff.
Footsteps thundered down the hall and past their room.
“I can’t believe I did that to him!” Melissa sobbed. “I just— I couldn’t—”
S: Melissa’s leaving now too. Mei’s helping her get her stuff.
Footsteps thundered down the hall and past their room.
“I can’t believe I did that to him!” Melissa sobbed. “I just— I couldn’t—”
“Shhhh. It’s okay. You’ll get him, you just have to put a coat on okay? I can’t let you freeze out there—”
“He’s so made at me and I— He was the one with—”
Melissa blubbering faded as they walked away, leaving the room all too silent.
“Holy shit,” Tetsu said. “You did it.”
“He’s so made at me and I— He was the one with—”
Melissa blubbering faded as they walked away, leaving the room all too silent.
“Holy shit,” Tetsu said. “You did it.”
Ei’s phone began to ring. “Shit it’s Mina. I gotta fucking go. Tetsu?”
He stood. “Right, acting shitfaced.” He grabbed a half finished bottle of liquor some poor soul left behind and gargled it around his mouth, “Let’s go, bro.”
Tetsu slung his arm over Ei’s shoulders—
He stood. “Right, acting shitfaced.” He grabbed a half finished bottle of liquor some poor soul left behind and gargled it around his mouth, “Let’s go, bro.”
Tetsu slung his arm over Ei’s shoulders—
—and hung his head as Ei answered his phone with a stained grunt and left the room.
Katsuki sat in the quiet. In disbelief.
He could hear the chaos unfold just outside the door. Chaos he caused. Because his plan worked.
The fucker and fuckette were dealing with the consequences of their actions and he…
…heard sniffling outside of the window.
He could hear the chaos unfold just outside the door. Chaos he caused. Because his plan worked.
The fucker and fuckette were dealing with the consequences of their actions and he…
…heard sniffling outside of the window.
He got up off the bed and looked outside of it, but found no one.
He opened it, screen and all, and leaned his head out to make sure he wasn’t hearing things.
He wasn’t, but the crying was up, not just out. A queasy knot twisted in his stomach.
He opened it, screen and all, and leaned his head out to make sure he wasn’t hearing things.
He wasn’t, but the crying was up, not just out. A queasy knot twisted in his stomach.
He snuck through the halls as quickly as possible and made his way up to the second story towards the little patch of roof he often snuck out onto when the parties got too much.
The sniffling grew louder as he walked closer, turning into a soft cry.
The sniffling grew louder as he walked closer, turning into a soft cry.
He opened the window quietly, curious dread getting the better of him and leaned out to find the last thing he wanted to find.
A crying pink power ranger.
“Cheeks?” he asked softly, knowing better to announce himself than surprise her.
Big brown eyes turned towards him, teary.
A crying pink power ranger.
“Cheeks?” he asked softly, knowing better to announce himself than surprise her.
Big brown eyes turned towards him, teary.
“Bakugou,” Ochako whined quietly, voice breaking as a fresh stream of tears rolled down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry.”
“You’re sorry?” Katsuki climbed through window and sat down beside her. “Why are you sorry?”
“Because you finally got to kiss her and now she— she— she—”
“You’re sorry?” Katsuki climbed through window and sat down beside her. “Why are you sorry?”
“Because you finally got to kiss her and now she— she— she—”
Katsuki pulled her into a hug, catching her before her could collapse into herself.
“I know, Cheeks. I know.” He held her tight, his own heart feeling like it was breaking in the process. His own anger building.
“Y-you said it too. You said you thought she wanted someone else—
“I know, Cheeks. I know.” He held her tight, his own heart feeling like it was breaking in the process. His own anger building.
“Y-you said it too. You said you thought she wanted someone else—
—but Deku? Why didn’t he just tell me he didn’t l-l-like me? I would have understood!”she sobbed. “I’m not as pretty as her or as smart as her or as talented—”
“Uraraka stop it ain’t about that.”
“ I thought she— Why would she have kissed you if he was there?”
“Uraraka stop it ain’t about that.”
“ I thought she— Why would she have kissed you if he was there?”
Katsuki’s stomach sunk. “What?”
“Was she just using you this entire time to make him jealous? Was this all just some game to them?” She looked up at him, eyes swollen and searching for answers he had but couldn’t give. “Make it make sense. It doesn’t make sense.”
“Was she just using you this entire time to make him jealous? Was this all just some game to them?” She looked up at him, eyes swollen and searching for answers he had but couldn’t give. “Make it make sense. It doesn’t make sense.”
She fe# into an incoherent mess in his lap, each heaving sob and broken-hearted utterance twisting a dagger of guilt into his gut.
He had to tell her.
How could he tell her?
Tell her that he had known Deku would leave her for Melissa and didn’t warn her?
He had to tell her.
How could he tell her?
Tell her that he had known Deku would leave her for Melissa and didn’t warn her?
Tell her he cared more about getting even, about winning, because for some reason he thought it better to be her white knight than warn her.
To try and prevent the class from taking side when he could already tell from the broken murmurs below them that people already were?
To try and prevent the class from taking side when he could already tell from the broken murmurs below them that people already were?
He had to tell her.
He had to confess.
Ochako reached for his hand and held it, her soft finger pads clinging on him desperately for comfort.
Just not tonight.
He had to confess.
Ochako reached for his hand and held it, her soft finger pads clinging on him desperately for comfort.
Just not tonight.
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