Thread by @katsukiN1hero

#bkdk 🧡jealous bk; possessive bk;
(bkdk endgame, no angst)
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“Oh, Izuku? Your ex, right?”

Katsuki feigned nonchalance, sitting back in his chair while throwing an arm around the chick at his side. Her name, what was it again?

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“You should have seen him! God, he looked like a wet 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮! But, honestly, the guy he brought with him was more my type!” She said, giggling as she let her arm travel to his chest, laying a flat palm as she batted her eyelashes.

In his defense, this chick was definitely trying to get something of a reaction with this, but he wasn’t sure what the fuck it was about, because the only thing ringing in his ears was “𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮”.

He swallowed once, sucking on his teeth as she continued.

“He was tall, almost as tall as you! Kind of looked like you too, if I remember correctly.” She laughed, and he tucked that piece of information into the back of his mind. “Isn’t that hilarious?”

He turned to her, vaguely admiring the freckles dotting her plump, red cheeks, smirking with his teeth, leaning in to whisper in her ear.

“Very.”

They stayed like that for a while, sitting at the booth with his arm around the chick he met some time ago, club music blasting through heavy speakers.

The dim lighting of the floor left a hazy feeling in his skull—or maybe it was just the alcohol from the couple of shots he’d taken.

Either way, the thought of Deku lingered, or of the 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬 who thought he had any right to stand by his side.

There wasn’t a lot of worry, just mild (𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦) irritation. Bitch probably knew of Katsuki too, just like the chick at his side knew of Izuku. They were a package deal, broken up or not.

It was as the music changed to something more lax (𝘠𝘰 𝘕𝘰 𝘚𝘰𝘺 𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘥 𝘉𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺) that the entrance became a little more crowded than usual. He leaned up to see, adjusting the girl at his side who was engrossed in conversation with her friends,

spotting a fluffy tuft of green hair next to, some 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦.

He scoffed, making motion to get up as the chick shot him a curious look. He just smiled, saying he had to piss as he made his way over, crowd parting for him and

his size as he finally came to stand behind one 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘺 dressed Izuku. God, he’d never let him leave the house like that without Katsuki himself beside him. The puny-ass motherfucker at his side 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 didn’t know how to fight.

The thought soothed some distant part of him.

He placed a hand on Izuku’s shoulder, leaning to speak into Izuku’s ear over the loud music.

The green-haired man didn’t even 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩, too used to the feeling of Katsuki’s hand on him, of his voice in his ear.

“Nice date, my love.”

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Izuku glared, not even chancing a glance at Katsuki as he was 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 with his blonde date. His date was slightly occupied, talking with some mutual friends of theirs as Katsuki smiled.

“Don’t call me that. Watch it.”

“Don’t be like that, baby. He looks.. 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦.”

Izuku didn’t even turn his head, only moving his eyes to the side to shoot an annoyed look. “I mean it, Kacchan.”

Katsuki shined his canines, laughing as some of the friends around him shot curious looks at their exchange. Izuku had even interlocked fingers with the dude, how 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨.

He stood at full height, looking down at Izuku, and unsurprisingly, the top of the other guy's head. He was practically giddy.

Izuku must’ve seen his face, because he just sighed, waving a disinterested free hand.

“Play nice.”

Katsuki’s smile was 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤, and he winked at Izuku before clicking his mouth twice, and 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘮 around New Guy like they were buddies.

The force of it was enough to disconnect him and Izuku—but that was neither here nor there, because the guy was looking at him in bewilderment, conversation abruptly cut off.

Katsuki could see the moment he was going to complain, impulsive irritation morphing into a calmer acceptance once he’d seen 𝘸𝘩𝘰 threw their arm on top of him. Katsuki fucking Bakugou, of course. Who the fuck else?

Everybody and their goddamn mother knew he and Izuku were practically attached at the hip, it shouldn’t have been a surprise.

“Ah, sorry! Didn’t see you there, buddy! (A/N: 😂🫵🏼) Nearly forgot to say hi!” Katsuki started, giving off the energy of an over-excited dog.

He 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 kept himself from ruffling the top of the guys head, only stopped by Izuku’s exasperated groan behind him.

“B-Bakugou?”

“Call me Katsuki. I feel like I’ve seen you before, is that just me?”

“We were lab partners for two years..”

Were they really? Now 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 was fucking funny. He didn’t flinch, smirking wide as he did a fake double-take on Izuku, who had his arms crossed, tapping his foot in irritation.

“Ah, you had a date! Should’ve seen him, looking fuckin’ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 as always, amiright?”

The man under his shoulder shifted uncomfortably, before giving a hesitant nod, little whispers traveling over the small, hushed crowd.

“Y-Yeah, I guess. Uhm, can I help you K-Katsuki?”

“Just came to say hi to my favorite 𝘭𝘢𝘣 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳. Always admired how you could be yourself. Admire your confidence, yeah, buddy?”

He pulled away, patting the guy on the back hard enough to make him stumble a bit, and he definitely looked like he wanted to throw up under the crowd’s attention.

“Kacchan.” Izuku stated, giving him as good as a death glare someone like Deku can give, and he backed off.

He only leaned in to laugh, and whisper, “Sorry, y’know how he gets, right?”

Lab Partner Guy just shot him a fishy look, nervous and curious at Izuku’s 180° degree attitude towards Katsuki.

He seemed like an entirely different person, a deep scowl breaking his usual soft features. “S-Sure?”

“I’ll see you guys around, yeah?”

The guy let out a laugh of strange, strained relief, giving a shaky agreement, Izuku shaking his head in annoyance as he turned to walk back to his booth.

He could feel Izuku’s eyes on him as he walked away, probably on the way his muscles flexed under his tight, black t-shirt, but he could save that hunger for later.

He eventually navigated through the thick crowd, settling in his seat next to the freckled chick he’d connected with just a couple hours ago. Said he’d had to take a shit, that she gave a nervous laugh to, obviously too enamored with him to give a fuck about his bowels.

She didn’t matter all that much to try, because he was definitely taking that green-haired beauty home tonight.

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