Bakugo didn’t seem to care that Izuku called him by his name, as he probably preferred it honestly. “I don’t have to do shit.” He snarled, standing. “And I don’t have to deal with your annoying bullshit right now, when I could just blow you to bits!”
Izuku hummed, cocking his head to the side. "Well, uhm- I'm sorry its hard to put up with you. And if you do that, you'd have to pay for property damage, dummy."
Still, didn't cuss. Classic Izuku. He locked eyes with Katsuki. "And I'm asking you, politely." He grumbled walking past him and patting him lightly on the chest, a smile on his face as he looked toward him, the evening sun reflecting off of him. His eyes glistened, and his skin glowed faintly. "So please, do me a favor and pick.. this up?" He asked-
It literally looked like a movie scene.
Bakugo growled when Izuku patted his chest, shoving his arm away. “Don’t you fucking touch me, prick.” He was practically steaming with anger now. He huffed. “I don’t need this right now, so I think I’ll take my leave before I decide to ruin my own carreer.” He stormed out of the cafe, growling and clenching his fists. Dammit. Deku had just won again…
Izuku giggled lightly, sighing as he walked back. His shift was almost over, so he just cleaned up the mess Katsuki made and walked to the bar-
It had been a long day for him.
He plopped in one of the barstools, as the bartender slid a drink over. Her name seemed to be- Suki- something like that. "So what now?" She snickered.
Izuku shrugged, taking a shot. "Dunno, had Satan walk into the cafe today."
"Satan? My dad-?" She paused, as Izuku laughed. "No- It was Kacchan– Er, Katsuki."
"OhhhHH-"
Bakugo walked to his home, slamming the door shut behind him and plopping down onto his couch, groaning tiredly. “Dumbass Deku… I’m not a fuckin’ Pomeranian!” He mumbled to himself, rubbing his face some. He got out his phone and messaged his high school friend, kirishima. ‘Sup.’ After Kirishima responded, they just talked for a while, the conversation mostly consisting of Bakugo ranting about Izuku.
(Okay so I was thinking at one point kirishima makes Deku jealous heh!)
(OOo- Yes-)
Izuku hummed, now taking WAY too many shots. He couldn't even get up-
Shoto went behind him, an odd… aura coming from him. He wrapped his arms around Izuku, as he looked around. "What are you doing here?" He asked, tilting the smallers' head as Izuku paused, giggling. "Peppermint…" He laughed, as Shoto huffed. "You need to get some rest…" He grumbled- as Izuku..
Kissed him?
Shoto froze. OhgodwhatdoIdo?
Izuku paused, pulling away. "YoU sUcC aT kIsSing HaA~" He laughed, falling backward as Shoto caught him, huffing and walking off with him.
(Oh Jesus… XD)
Bakugo had fallen asleep on the couch in his living room, when his phone rang. The contact read; icyhot. He sighed and rolled his eyes, answering. “What the hell do you want?”
Shoto paused. "Midoriya's drunk." He said, yelping as he kissed his cheek. "HES TRYING TO MAKE OUT WITH ME FHIDSUF- HELP-" He said, as Izuku whined. "Don't be a snitchhh-.." He huffed.
(XD-)
“Why the fuck do you think I care about that? If Deku’s drunk, he’s drunk. I don’t give a shit.” Bakugo said, letting out a laugh as he heard the second sentence. “Hah! But I do want to see that, it’ll be priceless!” He paused a moment to think. “Fine, bring him over. But I swear to god if he tries to kiss me I’ll send him through a wall.”
Shoto scoffed. "Just… help me out here." He grumbled, before plastering a fake smirk on his face. "Midoriya, do you wanna go somewhere else? I know a great place~" He purred, holding in a shiver-
Izuku paused. "YESS-" He said, squealing like a three-year-old-
–
Once they got there, Izuku was clinging onto the other figure like no other. He looked at Bakugo, pausing. "Why is Pomeranian here?" He slurred, glaring at him with a pouty lip- He was acting like a 3-year-old.
Bakugo growled. “Shut the fuck up Deku before I throw you through someone’s window!” He then huffed and turned to Shoto. “So how’d you convince him to get over here?”
Shoto grumbled. "Told him some things he….um…wanted to hear…" He said, as Izuku wrapped Shoto's arms around himself. "He won't let me let go-" He said, burying his face in Izuku's fluffy green hair. Izuku looked up at Katsuki. "Yeah, yeah. I love you too." He laughed, snorting.
Shoto paused-
"Aw-"
"SHUT UP OR I WILL THROW YOU IN A WATER VOLCANO IN THE MARINA TRENCH." Izuku said, his voice- c o l d -
Shoto shivered. "Yessir.."
(lol, poor shoto-)
Bakugo huffed some. Something about Deku acting like that towards Shoto set something off in him. “Just get him inside before he causes any trouble.”
Izuku paused, as Shoto shoved him onto Katsuki and Izuku groaned, just… staying there. He was comfy.
(I gtg soon, if I disappear you'll know why-)
(Okay!)
Bakugo caught the broccoli haired boy, sighing some and taking him inside and sitting him on the couch. “Listen Deku, I don’t want to hear you bitching or whining about anything, just leave me alone. I’m going to bed.” He then started to walk up the stairs in his home to his room.
Izuku huffed. "Meanie.." He grumbled, before literally having the idea to follow him, and plopped on his bed. Shoto paused, giving that 'okay-why-not-' look and shoved Katsuki onto the bed next to him, before running.
Izuku was- h e c c i n drunk, so he rolled over, rested his head on the tallers' chest, and smiled softly, comfy.
(wowdekubeclingy-)
(ahafh-)
Bakugo yelped softly in surprise as he was pushed into the bed, turning bright red as Izuku cuddled up to him and growling. “GET THE HELL OFF OF ME DEKU!!” He shouts.
Izuku whined. "Shut up…" He huffed. "My head hurts." He grumbled, stuffing his face into the others' chest, sighing softly. "Please..baby-" He was obviously still drunk.
Oh,
Wait until he sees himself like this.
Bakugo flushed even more at the name Izuku called him, struggling against him. “I don’t fuckin’ care get off of me!” His grip was shockingly strong…
Izuku huffed. "Make me." He grumbled, his head hurting even more.
Bakugo growled, but stopped struggling, knowing it was pointless now. “I fucking hate you Deku…” He mumbled tiredly.
"I love you too…" Izuku giggled.
(gtg-)
(Oki, bye bye!)
“That’s not what I said.” He muttered in response, too tired to fight at this point as he slowly drifted off to sleep.