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Ochako Uraraka- 24; Trans Alpha (MTF). Very insecure about literally everything. Only the girls of class-1A and the number one hero (sometimes he's number two but that's only because of Katsuki), Deku, know about her secret and she plans to keep it that way. Her hair is very long but she refuses to cut it. She dyed the longer front strands blonde. She's very clumsy and has caused more accidents than she can count. She'll start blabbering as much as Izuku when she's embarrassed. Her dysphoria will start to act up and she just does things to distract herself instead of dealing with it head-on. She is not broke but she acts like she is. She switches from top to bottom so often that you can never guess what's next. Has an abnormal amount of sex toys. Developed a mommy kink during her relationship with Izuku and is also Pansexual.

Fun Fact: She thought she was straight but started watching an ungodly amount of TV and met people of all types so now she's pan.

Izuku Midoriya- 25; Male Omega. Has never had a pimple in his entire life. Overthinking and underthinker. Can be the smartest person in the room and the most oblivious at the same time. Started growing his hair out in the summer of his third year of high school and it's now a bit past shoulder length. He keeps half up and half down most of the time. Loves getting his hair pulled. Also has a mommy kink (from Ochako) and prefers bottom but can rock your shit. Has one singular tattoo on his lower back that says Mommy's Cum Dump. Bisexual with a female preference.

Fun Fact: He's a rope-bunny. And also loves doing things like putting on cat/bunny ears and/or tails.

Katsuki Bakugo- 25; Trans Omega (FTM). He doesn't require anyone to know about his secret but some of the boys from class-1A know as well as Deku (since they grew up together) know about it. His skin-care routine takes too long but he has the smoothest skin Eijirou has ever felt (probably some of his mother's genes showing as well). His dysphoria can go from 0 to 100 and he hates that. He has an undercut and multiple piercings (tongue, bellybutton, and four ear piercings). He also has a bunch of nature-type tattoos on his body like flowers or grass and bees or bunnies. Super sensitive and dry orgasms a lot and he cries as much as Izuku during sex. He just likes anal because it hurts. Bisexual with a male preference.

Fun Fact: He's awfully docile in the mornings when low on sleep and coffee; It's even worse(?) when he's sore from the night before and needs to be taken care of.

Eijiro Kirishima- 24; Male Alpha. He has long hair too and keeps it in a ponytail most of the time. Katsuki loves to style his hair though and keeps the ends trimmed and dyes his roots. He has major sugar daddy tendencies. Bandanas for days. He has a matching necklace with Katsuki and wears it all the time. Oh my God, kids love Red Riot. Obsessed with manliness to the point where that is his only goal in life. Knotting is probably his favorite part of sex and he's the type to cum from getting his prostate teased while he's inside. You'll catch him on bottom 3 out of 10 times. And he's Pansexual.

Fun Fact: He's a sucker for kisses. Any type. Any way. Anywhere. They will fuck with his judgment.

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"Eij," Katsuki says loudly. "For the last time, I'm not wearing your fucking shir-"

"Babeee!!!" Eijirou whines through the phone. Katsuki rolls his eyes then swears at some 8 o'clock drunk driver. "Can you at least check-?" He does the same thing every Monday morning, that's how they just know it has to be Monday.

"EIJIRO, NO!" Katsuki is letting some of his roads rage out on his lover but it can't be helped. He's tired, running a little late, and is behind on his errands for the week. "I'm not going to fucking raise my blood pressure over this at eight in the fucking morning-"

"KATS, IT'S MY FAVORITE SHIRT!"

"I DON'T CARE! IT CAN WAIT UNTIL YOU GET TO THE OFFICE, CAN IT NOT?"

"...Okay...but if you have it, I'm going to hurt you," Katsuki scoffs as he looks for a parking spot. Once he finds one, he starts to parallel park.

"Whatever...okay, I gotta go- see you at work,"

"Oh, okay- I LOVE YOOOUUU!!"

"Love ya too, bye," Katsuki says with a finality then hangs up, focusing to properly park the car. "Shit drivers of Tokyo," He curses then parks the car, getting his debit card out of the glove compartment.

When he gets out of the car, he doesn't waste a moment before nearly running into the shop. The noise of the outside streets of the big city seemed to have seeped into the store because it's just as loud as the outside. Katsuki swerves his way through the crowds to the coffee dispensers, where you can make your coffee, and gets a large cup from the stack.

He pours himself pure black coffee and scoots over just a few inches to pour the tiniest bit of milk into his cup. He then tops it off with one packet of sugar and puts the top on it, going in one of the shorter lines to pay.

While waiting in line, Katsuki feels someone bump into him and he almost spills the hot drink all over his white shirt. "Watch where you're fucking going-" He hisses, turning around and looking down at the offender. The person looks up at him from under a sunhat and he notices the height difference. Goddamn, she's short. He's exactly 6ft (183cm) tall so of course, she's tiny to him. He takes the mental note but he can't see her face.

Just like him, she wears sunglasses and a hat to hide her identity, but he can see her brown hair peeking out from behind her hat. "So sorry!! Did it spill on you?? Do you need me to buy you another-" Katsuki knows that voice.

"Wait a goddamn minute-" He snatches her glasses off her round face and what meets his eyes are a pair of brown ones. "Cheeks, what the hell are you doing here?" He snarls in a hushed whisper.

Ochako snatches her glasses back from him and puts them on her face, punching his arm softly. "I'm doing what every other person is doing here: Getting coffee," She responds to his question with a matter-of-fact tone as if he didn't know that.

"I know that just-" He glances behind him and sees that there's only one person ahead of him. "Never seen you here before,"

"Oh, that's 'cause I'm moving agencies," Ochako states, a hint of joy and excitement in her voice. "Hey, where do you work-?" She asks but Katsuki moves up in the line and pays for his coffee, leaving the shop and the conversation afterward.

Once outside, Katsuki gets right back in his car and starts it again, using his phone to check the time and his messages. Katsuki sees about five texts from Eijiro and checks them. "What the fuck, Eij?" He whispers to himself, reading all the updates:

"I just got back from my jog, but ur not here! :(( I miss u alreadyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"

"Do u have my shirt?"

"Kats, where's my shirt?"

"Katsuki. I can't find my shirt!!"

"I'll see u at work! I love u soososoososoososoososo fucking much baby i'll see you soon!!"

Katsuki can practically hear his voice in his head as he reads, cringing at his boyfriend. He flinches at a knock on his window, turning to see the source of the noise. He rolls his tinted window down and it's Ochako again.

"Why'd you run from me?" She questions as he turns his phone off in a hurry to curse her out.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU FOLLOW ME- AND NO, I DID NOT FUCKING RUN-"

"Stop being so louuuuuuuuuudddd!!" She chastises him, prompting him to lower his voice. "Can you at least answer my question?"

"Oh, for God's sake, I work at the Genius Office!" He answers, exasperated. "Can you leave me the fuck alone now?!"

"OH, COOL!!" Ochako says, disregarding the latter. "I'm starting my first day there today!! Actually, can I catch a ride with you?" Katsuki stares at him as if she has four heads.

"No-"

"PLEEASSEEE, BAKUGO I SWEAR I'LL PAY YOU BACK OR SOMETHING!! JUST PLEASE THIS ONCEEE-" Katsuki groans and waves her in with his left hand.

Once she opens the passenger door, he rolls up his window and checks his phone again. "I swear, if you leave your dirty Omega smell in my car-"

"Heeeyyy!" Ochako whines as she puts on her seatbelt. "I'm actually an Alpha, for your info, Mr. Cool,"

Katsuki clicks his tongue at that and shifts gears, ready to get the hell to work. "Great. I do not give a fuck," He has nothing to worry about. He took his suppressants and he's not in heat so he's fine. As long as Ochako isn't too nosy-

"Hey, Bakugo?" The man grumbles at his name, nearly swearing at her as he drives down the fearful roads. "What're you? I mean, like, your verse,"

Oh.

"What do you think I am-"

"I'd say Omega, if I'm being honest," Katsuki tenses up and Ochako can sense the change because of all the nervous pheromones he's emitting. "So sorry if I made you uncomfy or-"

"Shut the hell up. I'm fine," He stops at a red light and wipes his sweaty hands on his lap. He takes a swig of his coffee and exhales his coffee-filled breath. "And so what if I'm an Omega?" Ochako silently praises herself and keeps asking questions as they near their destination.

"Ohhhh, so I was right? Who's your mate then, if you have one?" Katsuki is near jumping out of the car into moving traffic but stops himself.

"Don't have one. M'just dating Kirishima," He tells her all these things for an unknown reason. And she listens for an unknown reason. But whatever the reason may be, they must think it's a good enough reason to keep going on with it.

"Does that mean you guys don't- do it?" Her face is molded into something resembling sobriety as she says it.

"THE HELL DOES IT MATTER TO YOU IF I HAVE SEX WITH MY PARTNER OR NOT?" Katsuki's cheeks turn red from anger and embarrassment and Ochako tries not to burst out laughing. That damned nosy bitch! "Goddamn...anyways. What about you?"

"Wh- Huh?" Ochako regained her composure and looked puzzled at his question.

"No, since you wanna be nosy. What about you? You have a mate?" Katsuki asks this as he pulls into the parking lot, looking for a space near the front. Ochako shrinks back into her seat and shakes her head.

"No...same as you. No mate, just dating Deku," She says this right before Katsuki properly backs into the spot he found, trying to get it as straight as possible.

When Katsuki finally puts the gear into the parking slot and checks the time, he realizes that he's a little late. "You look like a fucking clown now, don't you?" Ochako turns red in the face and gets her purse from the floor.

"Stop thaatt," She pouts and unbuckles herself along with Katsuki. He gets out of the car a few seconds before her and opens the door behind the driver's seat, getting his bags. When done, he gets his coffee and phone out of the cup holders and closes and locks the car.

Ochako was fixing her hair in her tiny, handheld mirror when Katsuki nearly storms off. Nervous for her first day, Ochako scurries after him. "H- WAAITT!!"

"OH, SHUT UP!" Katsuki snaps at her and she's silent but she remembers something.

"Do you have your keycard?" Katsuki gazes down at her and groans.

"Of course I fuckin' do," He takes the said item out of his coat pocket as they finally make it to the front of the parking lot. "Why does it concern you?" He opens the door to the Headquarters as she answers.

"I lost mine already," Katsuki gives his keycard to the receptionist, signing in for his shift as Ochako continues. "It wasn't on purpose but I think I accidentally took Deku's debit card instead of the ID and now it's my first day and I don't have it and I don't know what to do-" Katsuki sighs and slams the pen on the desk, making the woman behind the desk flinch. He squeezes his fists so hard that his knuckles are robbed of their color.

"Okay! I get it! I'll help you!" He says both sarcastically and angrily. "I can't escape you at this point, so I might as well just have you as a sidekick for today-" Before Katsuki can finish his sentence, a ring comes from Ochako's purse. She goes through her bag for a second then finds her phone, reading the caller ID.

"Hey, Deku," Katsuki rolls his eyes and asks the commissionaire about something. "Oh, yeah, I'm here--Bakugo took me, actually!" There's silence for a moment and Katsuki can hear Izuku on the other side of the phone, rambling on and on. "Waitwaitwait- Deku, slow down!! Repeat it---HUH?!" The sudden exclamation from Ochako makes Katsuki's head ring and he seethes and the woman hands him a few papers.

He starts to read and fill in the blanks, signing where needed. "Wow, okay. That's actually horrible. Damn, what am I gonna do?" Izuku says sorry so loud that Katsuki grimaces. "Oh nonono! It's totally fine, honey! I'll be fine! We'll figure it out--Dynamite and Uravity, of course!" She makes a pose with her fist as if Izuku can see it while Katsuki finishes reading the fine print, just ignoring all of that.

If you wish to cancel the partnership at any time, please refer to the previous line which states that any and all parties have to contact their proprietor beforehand and give a week's notice of the severing of ties between parties.

He reads it and connects the words in his mind as Ochako and Izuku say their minute-long goodbyes. Katsuki knows he'd probably have to be with her for at least a little over a week, which is what the form states. He doesn't want to but Ochako could potentially lose her job over it. "Shit..." He says under his breath, cursing the day she decided to come here. He signs the last line and slides the paper to Ochako, who finally hangs up with Izuku.

As soon as she picks up the pen, though, Katsuki's phone rings. He takes it out of his back pocket and answers, not bothering to read the caller ID. "Hello?" It's Eijirou. "Yeah, Ei?"

"Are you at the office yet?" He sounds worried to Katsuki and he crosses his arms, shifting his weight onto his other hip.

"'Course I am. What's the problem-" Eijirou starts shouting as Ochako goes over and signs the sheet, dotting her i's with hearts.

"OH NO, I WAS JUST SUPER WORRIED- I'M GLAD YOU'RE OKAY, BABE! PLEASE CALL ME AT LUNCH AND CHECK FOR THE SHIRT AND ALL THAT AND DON'T OVERWORK YOURSELF-"

"OKAY! SHIT! I GET IT!" He has to yell to get Eijirou to shut up, and when he does, Katsuki finally gets a word in. "First off, I'm fine and I'll be fine- and I'm not looking for your shirt. And second, I really don't have time to talk- I have to finish clocking in then start my job, y'know how it is,"

"OH, SHIT! I'M SORRY BABE- I'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR NOW-"

"GODDAMN, STOP YELLING-"

"Sorrryyyyyy!!" Eijiro sounds like he's having a ball messing with him. "I'll see you at lunch! Byyeeee! I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

Katsuki smiles softly to himself and whispers, "Love you too," And he hangs up. Being on the phone with his lover must've taken him out of reality because when he hangs up, he's alarmed by Ochako's face just a few inches from his. "BACK THE FUCK UP-"

"Awwwww!! Katsuki's all soft and lovey dovey with his boyfrienddd~~!" She teases him and his face flushes red as he backs away from her.

"Shut uuuppp!!" He goes around her and has his keycard returned to him. "I'm gonna actually do what I came here for-" He starts to walk away but Ochako runs after him, trying to get his attention again.

"WAIT!" Katsuki stops one last time and slowly turns to look at her.

"What?" He sounds desperate to get away from her and do his job so he can pay his mortgage and his car bill as well as the utilities on the house and Katsuki can't forget about food and water as the bare necessities.

Ochako can tell that he wants to leave but she has a few more things to say. "Well, uh- heh, Deku took my card on accident along with his and, you'll see it on the news later, but he and Kiri defeated a pretty big villain with Sero and some others and he says he can't find it-" Katsuki looks like he's about to pop a blood vessel so Ochako tries her best to reassure him. "But- um- well- I asked the nice lady over there and she said it'll only take a month or so to get me a new one-"

"Holy hell, I'm done. Just do whatever the fuck you want." He just turns around and continues walking to the locker room, ready to go home. "Just- stop talking."

"Alri-" Katsuki holds his hand up and she closes her mouth again.

"This is gonna be a long fucking day..." He downs the rest of his coffee and crushes the cup in his hands, setting it aflame with his Quirk.

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"WOAH, MIDORIYA!!" Eijiro can't help his praises from spewing out of his mouth as he runs up to Izuku. His hand is in the air, waving to the number one hero as he shouts. "THAT PUNCH WAS SO MANLY!!"

Izuku finds himself flushed at the comment, turning toward Eijiro to respond. "I dunno, Kiri-" Eijiro suddenly stops in front of him, his smile large as he speaks.

"IF THAT WASN'T MANLY, THEN I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS-" His head spins with excitement as he gives Izuku more and more of his flattery.

"WOAH, KIRISHIMA- CALM DOWN-"

Finally lowered off the high he was on, he speaks with an inside voice and makes Izuku's muscles relax. "Sorry, dude...But that was cool- as expected of you!"

Izuku chuckles at the compliment and scratches the back of his neck. "Thanks...but at the cost of some my fingers-" He holds his right hand in his left, fiddling with the bandages. "Sure, I still have them all, but I need to be able to control my Quirk when it comes to big hits like that one," Eijiro nods and laughs a bit himself.

"It's just a few scratches-" Izuku closes his fist, staring at his hand intently.

"I wish there were none," Izuku's persistence always seems to light a fire within Eijiro; The sheer perseverance to get better and grow stronger with every measly villain was just the utter definition of manliness, in his opinion. "I need to get better!"

"Ah..." Eijiro shrinks away for a second, embarrassed about how he did little to nothing but protections and rescues with Hanta, but he soon smiled again, an idea in his intellect. "Oh, could we go to a nearby Kissaten to get something to eat, if you want, since Sero already went home-?" Izuku's face lights up and his stomach responds for him, a growl coming from it.

"Ah, that'd be nice!" He has finally started looking at Eijiro instead of his hands and he sheepishly smiles. "Is there a certain place you would like to go-?" Izuku moves his fiddling to the ends of his hair as Eijiro antiphons.

"Yeah, actually! There's one by my office that I like-"

"Then lets go!"

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Eijiro likes to get to know people before trusting them too much, so he has a habit of talking a lot. While in the coffee shop, Eijiro nearly talks Izuku's ear off, unbeknownst to the same thing happening to his lover just a few hours before now. "And I just think painting is super fun to do instead of training yourself to the bone everyday, you know?" Izuku nods and takes a sip of his latte, his green irises glazed over.

Eijiro seems to notice and snaps out of his instincts. "OH! I realize I've just been rambling on and on- what do you do- as a hobby, I mean," Izuku also comes out of his sub-conscience and smiles again.

"Oh, sorry, it's my fault that you're talking to yourself-" He shifts his legs on the stool, subsequently watching at Eijiro instead of the crowd of people in the Kissaten. "Usually it's me blabbering on, Kirishima, not you!" He lets gaiety leave his mouth before he continues. "But a hobby-?"

"'sides yoor 'apbooing', of ourse," Eijiro says with a mouthful of a cinnamon bun. It translates to: "Besides your 'scrapbooking', of course,"

"Well, I'd consider it a hobby in itself, but if we're being serious...I'd say I like to bake a bit, if that counts?" He finishes with a high pitch indicating that it was a question and Eijiro smiles with a nod to accompany it.

"Yeah! That totally counts!" He finishes the last mouthful of the sweet treat with one big bite and continues after he swallows. "If you're up to it, maybe one day you could let me try some? I don't have much of a sweet tooth but some things I can tolerate!"

Izuku nods, a pink tint to his cheeks. "Heh, y-yeah...not that I'm g-good at baking or anything even though I do it a lot! I just like doing it- not that I can't or won't make you anything or anything like that I just can't promise you that it'll be good- ahhhh I'm sorry I'm fucking rambling again-" After he swore, Eijiro flinches.

"Woah, I've never heard you swear like that besides when you're talking about villains- and even that isn't too bad-"

"OH I'M SORRY I JUST FUCKING- CURSE WHEN I'M RAMBLING OR CONFUSED OR EMBARRASSED-"

Eijiro starts panicking a bit at the people turning around, trying to figure out who the person with the potty-mouth is. "Midoriya- I think you should lower your voice before someone sees the hero Deku swearing-" Izuku puts a scarred hand on his mouth and his face turns beet-red out of embarrassment. Eijiro is chortling while Izuku points to the door, trying to get out as quickly as possible.

Once outside and inside Eijiro's car, the latter bursts out laughing and Izuku lightly bangs his head on the dashboard. "Ahhh, fuck, I'm sorry-" He covers his mouth once again, realizing what he's done. "So sorry, Kirishima-"

"Oh, no! It's fine, really! I've gotten used to it- Don't be embarrassed- it happens to all of us at some point-"

"It's just not supposed to happen to meeee though!!" Izuku continues to complain about his vulgar vocabulary while Eijiro starts the car, putting on his seatbelt. He urges the other to do the same and he reluctantly does so, his face pink with embarrassment.

"I'm just sorry, Kirishima! I've been acting weird all day-"

"No, no, no, Midoriya," The redhead interjects, starting to get out of the parking spot he chose earlier. "I don't mind...unless it's something more than I know that'd you like to share-?" His inner help button is being smashed a thousand times a second so he has no choice but to do so.

"No, it's nothing really- I've just been a mess with all the moving and telling my mom and all my friends and getting the apartment cleaned out and stuff-"

"Oh, yeah! Moving can be very hard sometimes," He says empathetically. Once he pulls out of the parallel park and gets onto the road, Eijiro continues his conversation. "At least you're going to move closer to me! You'll have a new workout buddy!"

"Haha, yeah...you're right," Izuku was half-joking when he said that but after a moment of silence, his face gets even redder. "Hey, Kirishima?" He hums in acknowledgment and Izuku goes on. "S-since I'm moving- uh, near you- do you think that we'll be- y'know...doing that more?" Eijiro somehow knew that this would be a topic of discussion and he looks at Izuku when he stops at a red light.

"...Probably," Eijiro looks back to the road ahead of him, biting his lip nervously. "Why? Would it be such a bad thing...?" Izuku shakes his head and takes a sip of the latte he never finished and starts fiddling with his hair again.

"Yes but no?" Izuku knows they can't but he can't stop just yet. "I don't know yet- Fuck..."

Eijiro smiles a bit and cocks his head to the side as he continues driving. "You're swearing again~~!"

"It's 'cause I'm fucking embarrassed- ugghh..."

"I should know that better than anyone at this point," Eijiro retorts, waiting for an opening to the parking lot at the office. He continues to speak after he gets into the parking lot, looking for a spot. "But, I mean, we could totally stop if you want to-"

"Nonono, I'm not saying we should stop-" Izuku quickly defends. "I just think that...maybe we should be a bit more- uh-"

"Sneaky? Sly?" Eijiro fills in the blanks for the other after he finds a perfect spot for his car. He starts to back in and Izuku grabs the bags from the pit-stop, placing them in his lap. "I just personally think what we're doing is y'know- so fucking wrong- but-"

"If we said something...it'd be okay kinda?" Izuku speaks as if he's wondering himself. Eijiro clicks his tongue at that and shifts the gear into park.

"Right. I don't want to keep doing this behind their backs but it's gotten to a point where-" He pauses for a second to check for all his belongings then looks directly into Izuku's eyes, dead serious. "Even I don't know what to do- not that I ever know something useful- but it's kinda crazy! Straight out of a movie or something,"

"I don't want to stop but it feels so wrong- I want to say something but I'm afraid-"

"You're not the only one, dude-" As Eijiro sighs, Izuku's phone rings. He nearly drops the technology on the ground but answers it.

"Hello?" The car gets turned off by Eijiro and the keys are shoved into his pocket. "Oh, yeah! We're actually just about to go inside- Of course!" He continues to talk with who turns out to be Ochako while Eijiro gets his things and exits the car.

After he gets all of his items, Eijiro patiently waits outside the car for Izuku. He hears them say their byes and Izuku hangs up and at last steps out of the car. "Ah, I'm sorry, Kirishima!"

"No, it's okay- let's get going, yeah?" He ushers Izuku toward him and offers to take the bags from under his possession.

"Ah, thanks," Izuku gives him his gratitude and they walk alongside each other as they near the office doors. "But um...I was thinking we should maybe find a day to tell them...? If you want because I'm not forcing you or anything I just think you should- or w-we should-"

"After you-" Eijiro opens the door for Izuku and lets him go in front of him. "You have your card, right?" Izuku nods then hands the said object to the receptionist.

"Thank you," The woman nods and takes Eijiro's card as well then the two hero's sign in. The process is quick and easy and when it's done everyone resumes their tasks from before as if nothing happened.

"But you were talking about a day or something?" Eijiro asks Izuku who walks beside him to the locker room. "I think we could manage with that-"

"We'd have to find a time though- and how would we do it- GAH!" Izuku jumps out of his skin and trips over his own feet. Eijiro stops walking and turns around, his lover greeting him.

"Fucking embarrassingass nerd," Katsuki sneers at the one on the floor and Eijiro tries to help him up but Izuku politely denies the help.

"Thanks but I'm fine," He stands up and dusts himself off as Katsuki starts looking inside the bags Eijiro brought back. "Where's Uraraka?"

"Still in the car or something, I dunno," Katsuki answers, taking a salad from one of the bags. "This mine?"

"Yeah, of course it is," Eijiro smiles despite the bit of tension in the room from the opposing parties.

"Thanks- Been fucking starving all-day-" He looks back into the bag and takes out a bottle of Kombucha. "Who's this for?" Izuku commences texting Ochako while he waits for the redhead to be free again.

"You, of course," Eijiro lets him take the drink on a condition. "Let me have some though," Katsuki nods but doesn't say anything else because he takes a large gulp of the drink, internally thanking Eijiro.

There's an awkward moment of silence where Katsuki doesn't bother to sit down to eat his food, Izuku squirms in his shoes, and Eijiro just stands there, not knowing what to do but Ochako finally runs into the room, nearly yelling. "HEY, GUYS!! SORRY I'M LATE!" Izuku runs to hug her before she can reach the other two and knocks the wind out of her. "WOAH! DEKU, WHAT-"

"I've missed yooooouuu!"

"Whaf's fheir eeal?" (What's their deal?) Katsuki queries, swallowing a mouthful of kale salad. Eijiro moves closer to him and crosses his arms over his chest, shrugging.

"Don't have a clue," They watch the couple as they show their affection for one another. "Actually, it could be that Midoriya just came back from that mission in Hosu," Katsuki grunts in response then clears his throat.

"They look like middle schoolers getting back together after golden week," They're still clinging onto each other while the other two converse. "Anyway, how's work so far? Anything genuinely interesting?"

"Yeah! We fought a semi-big villain this morning- Kamui Woods was there too- so was Kami," His hair falls in his eyes when he turns to properly answer Katsuki, and the blonde brushes his bangs out of his eyes. "Thanks~"

"Shut up," Katsuki snaps and turns Eijiro's head to the side, checking for any discoloring. "I have to trim your ends and re-color your roots later...but I haven't met Kamui before, I don't think,"

"Ah, well he was nice- Mt. Lady wasn't there though," He says, picking a piece of tofu out of Katsuki's salad and plopping it in his open mouth.

"Yeah, she was out sick today," Izuku suddenly joins the conversation, clarifying for them both. "Said she had a really bad stomach bug or something which comes as a shock to me how she could so suddenly get something like that- I saw her yesterday on the way home and she was fine-"

"Hero's are humans too, idiot," Katsuki rolls his eyes and goes to sit down at the table that they were all so conveniently standing beside. Eijiro follows and sits across from him while Izuku sits beside the latter and Ochako trails after Katsuki, sitting beside him and across from Izuku.

All four of them are still in their hero costumes and only Katsuki and Ochako are eating after Eijiro remembered to give her the sandwich and strawberry milk he brought for her. The silence is dreary and uncomfortably long until Ochako remembers something.

"Did Deku tell you about what happened today?" She directs the question toward Eijiro, who looks up from his phone to answer.

"Yeah, but I don't get it," He puts his phone on the table and looks instead at Katsuki. "Why do you guys have to be partners-"

"She's my sidekick, not my partner," Katsuki hisses after finishing the food.

"Oh, you actually let her work with you? That's surprising." Izuku sounds like he's disgusted and simultaneously challenging him. Ochako notices the hostility and pipes up.

"I was surprised too! He actually offered to do it-"

"But why'd you guys partner up?"

"He had 'no choice' but to help Uraraka because without your ID that the office gives you, you can't work until you get another one or if you partner up with someone-"

"Basically against my own will 'cause she's a helpless Omega-"

"I told you already!! I'm not an Omega! Isn't that you?"

Izuku looks at Katsuki from across the table, meeting his gaze dangerously. "Oh, you're an Omega, huh, Kacchan?" Izuku knows that he is. He's known for almost 10 years. He just wants to piss him off.

"Don't act like you're not- I don't even know how you got through middle school like that," He grimaces, remembering those days of the past. "Even I could smell you during your heats, fuckin' disgusting-" Izuku stands up and nearly lunges at Katsuki but Eijiro grabs his shoulder. Katsuki stands up too and Ochako starts panicking.

Their combined anger and pheromones make their scents even recognizable by the woman behind the desk. It's so bad that the Alphas nearly choke from the overwhelming smell. "That's bullshit. Yours were worse than mine- everyone in the school could tell just when you walked in the hallway-"

"That's a lie- you know I took suppressants-"

"You did not. You stank up the whole room-"

"That's enough from you lot," Everyone turns to look at the unidentified voice and Shota Aizawa, Eraser Head, is in their midst. "Have you grown up at all from the last time I saw you?"

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"That's enough from you lot. Have you grown up at all from the last time I saw you?"

They all, in fact, have grown up a bit since they last saw Shota.

Izuku has adapted his shoot-style into different forms and learned to manage with punches and other things of that category.

Eijiro and Katsuki have both learned to readjust with whoever they're put with, even though they operate better with each other with Red Riot and Dynamite's flexibility.

Lastly, Ochako has nearly perfected her hand-to-hand combat skills as well as using her Quirk as an aid to catch people off guard.

Shota might sound irritated with them but he's proud of how far they've all come. Talking to them like this reminds him of when he used to be their homeroom teacher and he almost smiles. "AH! Mr. Aizawa!" Ochako jumps out of her chair, hands in the air as she beams. "Long time no see!!"

"I'm on duty so that would be Eraser Head to you," Izuku finally backs away from Katsuki and shakes Eijiro's arm off while the other two catch up a bit.

"Sorry, Eraser Head-" Izuku quickly bows, returning to his usual self. Katsuki just scowls and looks away.

"No need to say sorry. I don't care about what you do in your free time, but once you put your signature on the sign-in sheet, you're on duty-"

"SOOO THAT MEANS YOU GOTTA DO YA JOB!!" Shota sighs and he doesn't bother to see who it is. "NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, RIGHT 'RASER?" Yamada Hizashi, professionally known as Present Mic, walks right in with Yagi Toshinori, who was (and still is) know as All Might, and invites himself to the conversation.

Eijiro chuckles lightly and Ochako nods, telling herself to do better though it's not her fault. Shota continues what he was saying. "So, keep personal affairs to a minimum, okay?"

"Yes sir," Comes their monotone rejoinder.

"I don't want to lecture you again. We're too old for this-"

"Especially me," Yagi says, about to sit down at the table. Izuku snaps out of his trance and the mood in the room transforms from a rainstorm to a sunny day.

"ALLLLL MIIIIGHTTTT!!!!" Izuku pulls him into a tight embrace and Katsuki gathers his trash from the table, walking to the trash can to throw it away. Eijiro moves closer to the assembly of heroes and joins in the conversation.

"What're all you guys doing here?!" Usually something like this would mean that something bad and/or important is going on, but Shota calms their nerves with his answer.

"Since Best Jeanist isn't in right now and most, if not, all of his staff is out on an overseas mission, we've been sent to pick up after him," Shota shakes his head in embarrassment at the fact that one of his colleagues needs this unnecessary help.

"OH!" Ochako yelps in understanding. "Is that why he'd not here!! Man, it's my first day here too...!" Yamada throws his hands in the air in the anticipation of a newbie.

"WELP! THAT'S JUST HOW IT IS SOMETIMES!!"

"Yeah, usually he's here every day to keep us in line!!" Eijiro agrees as Katsuki comes by his side, sliding his arm around his partner's. "Right, Kats?"

"...Yeah. It's fuckin' annoying as hell-"

"I heard he makes you wear jeans sometimes!" Izuku beams, startling Yagi.

"Yeah! I remember reading that article with you, Deku-!" Ochako sounds excited just to walk on the same ground as the hero, her face resembling something of a child meeting their hero.

"HE'S STERN, ISN'T HE~~?!" Yamada hollers, frightening Katsuki, who flinches from the noise. Eijiro quietly asks if he's okay and he dismisses it as the others continue. Ochako notices this but doesn't say anything aloud while everyone continues.

"...Fun to work with when he started out-" Yagi finishes, remembering those days.

"Ahem... Toshinori. That's not why we're here-" Shota reminds him and everyone looks back at him. Yamada mouths Party Pooper behind him while all the young heroes all listen intently, wondering what it is he has to say. "We have some missions for you- If you want them that is-"

"I'll take anything at this point; Nothing happens over here anymore," Katsuki says, sounding tired but still pissy. Eijiro agrees with it and smiles weakly.

"Yeah there's nothing really happening anymore-"

"Tokyo is kinda borrrring at timesss!!" Ochako groans. Izuku nods and chimes in.

"Even the villain we fought today was just by chance," Katsuki whispers 'Lucky you,' under his breath and Shota continues with Yagi and Yamada remembering the days that the villainry just wouldn't stop.

"Anyway, here are your information forms-" Unbeknownst to the group of four, Shota came inside the building with an envelope which has a good amount of paper for them. He hands one to Ochako and one to Izuku while Yamada follows behind to give them pens. "Sign the registration, then we can proceed with other things," He returns to his original position as Katsuki voices his concerns.

"Why'd only the dorks get one?"

Yamada answers the question for Shota while the said dorks look over the abnormally thick papers. "ISN'T THE NEW DUO ON THE STREETS DYNARAVITY??!!" Yagi and Eijiro hold back their laughs and Katsuki straightens his posture, letting go of his boyfriend. Ochako starts speaking before he does though.

"IT SURE AS HELL IS!!" She gives Yamada a high five and Izuku snorts.

"Really, Bakugo?" Yagi asks the hot-head, genuinely curious. "You guys are partners-?"

"FOR THE LAST TIME, WE'RE NOT PARTNERS-"

"No, I think we should be partners!!" Ochako beams and Katsuki seethes but stops talking.

"Either way, you two are going to be working together regardless of your partnership status. The same with Red Riot and Deku," The two boys give each other a side smirk, and Katsuki growls. "Now that you know who you're with-" Izuku raises a hand. "Yes?"

"Um, why is All Might here?" The question was a subconscious one brought to the surface and now everyone wants to know the answer.

"OH!" Yagi exclaims and his face turns pink from embarrassment. "I forgot to say that I'm just here to see you guys! I haven't seen you in a long time!"

"Oh, well, we're all doing great, aren't we!" Eijiro holds up his arm, flexing his biceps.

"'Course I fucking am," Katsuki responds, taking a hit at the other couple in the room. Izuku ignores it but Ochako pipes up.

"Yeah! You're always in tip-top shape-"

"I'm going to finish. Then you can talk. Are we clear?" Shota groans and Yamada pats his shoulder playfully. Everyone mumbles their apologies and he continues. "So, Dynamite and Uravity; You two are going to stop a sex trafficking exchange," Katsuki leans over the table toward Ochako and slides the form toward him, skimming over it.

"It's in Hosu, huh?" He says softly and Ochako continues to listen to Shota.

"We have very little information on it so you need to investigate and find clues- be a mole if needed- just figure out how to stop it. There's one day where this group will gather up the people they're going to use and do all the transactions then," Shota pauses and Katsuki sees his gaze. He continues to speak after a moment. "I understand if you deny this request, but the date will be on the twentieth of April-"

"Great. I'll do it," Katsuki decides to sign his signature on impulse so fast that Izuku speaks up.

"Are you sure you want to do that Kacchan?" Izuku has an eerie edge to his voice and Katsuki glares at him, his pen just millimeters from the paper.

"I said so, didn't I, nerd?"

"Yeah...I just thought maybe you wouldn't want to-"

"Why's that?" Izuku furrows his brow as Katsuki stands up straight and the green-haired Omega doesn't respond but instead huffs. "Thought so," Katsuki says, signing the form. His hero name looks dull beside Ochako's bright pink signature but he couldn't care less.

"Anyway," Shota sighs and checks the time on his watch. "I trust that you'll do it and put you're all into it?"

"You won't be disappointed, sir! Erm- Eraser Head!" Ochako corrects herself and Katsuki seconds that.

"When have I ever let anyone down?"

"Very few times," Shota concludes turning to the other pair of heroes while Yamada tells Ochako and Katsuki all they know about their mission. "You lot have to go against the LoV. Are you up to it?"

"MOST DEFINITELY!!" Eijiro shouts, his smile returned. Izuku also grins, excited.

"We're saving people in the process?" Shota nods, his long hair swaying. "Awwh, cool! So who're we saving now?"

"It's more so protecting rather than saving but you guys know about the clans that live in Japan, right?" Everyone should know about the clans that live in Japan; They're always doing something nefarious or out of this world. So they nod in response and Shota continues. "Right. So, one of the bigger clans, Le Prugatoire, has accidentally made a daughter with a quirk that could potentially help the LoV. Of course, we found out about it the second she was born but of course, they plan to kidnap her and use her for their own personal reasons-"

"So we're on duty to protect the family?" Eijiro asks, his interest piqued.

"Correct," Shota continues after a moment's consideration. "Since we never know what the hell the LoV is planning, I've already taken it upon myself to assign a few others to work with you two,"

Izuku, who was over-analyzing the entire thing in his head, now speaks up. "Who're we going to be working with?" He figures since there are at least five in the group, they'd need someone with good searching skills, defense, and offense as well as good overall cooperation.

"Earphone Jack, Pinky, Chargebolt, and Cellophane," Izuku dashes away in the other direction, and Shota just shakes his head.

Eijiro chuckles nervously in his absence. He then remembers that the retired number one hero, Yagi Toshinori, is right in front of him. "Hey, All Might?"

The latter turns toward Eijiro at his name and smiles. "Yes, Kir- Erm- Red Riot?" He catches himself before Shota catches him slipping.

"Did you ever do a mission like this?" Taken back by such a question, Yagi struggles to get the right words. Even though he used to be a hero, he was never a good people person, so being asked anything even as simple as what he'd like to eat at a restaurant could be hard.

After a moment of thinking, he responds, finally having a proper answer. "Yes, a few times," He remembers it so vividly now that he can feel the emotions that he was feeling during those few times. "Why do you ask?"

"I just think it'd be nice to have some advice- if you have any, that is," He adds, scooting over when Izuku returns with a notebook in hand.

At this, both Izuku and Yagi's faces light up. "Wait, advice from All Might?!" His voice nearly quivers from excitement like he's never gotten it before and Yagi seems beyond flattered.

"O-Oh! You want advice from me?" Eijiro and Izuku nod furiously as Yamada comes over toward them, slapping Yagi on the back.

"Give 'em the best ya got, coach!!" Shota rolls his eyes and walks over to the other set of heroes, dragging his partner back with him. Now, as Yagi gives the advice the fresh heroes are expecting, Shota and Yamada interrogate the other two.

"So, now that you know more," Shota starts, taking the form back from them. "What're you going to do?"

Katsuki, who's tired from a late-night, answers. "We'll do this. Just..the fucking two of us..." He says the last bit with little to no conviction and Ochako laughs at his terse answer.

"Great-"

"Weeellll, times runnin' low- you might wanna get started!" Yamada exclaims and mimics jazz-hands.

"He's not wrong, Bakugo!" Ochako yips, jumping up out of her chair. "Let's go do our patrols so we can get started!!" She grabs him by his arm and drags him to the door.

"Cheeks, you fucking-" The blonde starts to growl, but she turns around and says her goodbyes.

"BYYYYYEE, GUYSS!!! SEE YA LATER!!" Katsuki flushes at all the attention directed toward him and it becomes even worse when Eijiro waves bye to him, blowing him a kiss like a cheesy little teenager.

Katsuki hisses into Ochako's ear and she stifles giggles. "Outside. Now." She obliges and she takes him outside as requested.

Once outside, Katsuki feels refreshed with the cool air blowing his hair out of his ruby eyes. Ochako noticed how nervous he was and now makes a comment on it. "Heehee- Sorry if I embarrassed you-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Katsuki snarls despite his face being bright red. "I wasn't embarrassed of anything, you tiny shit!"

Ochako giggles and starts walking across the street to the adjacent sidewalk. "You're adorable, Bakugo!" A low rumble comes from his throat but he doesn't say anything. "Even though you can be a bit bitchy-"

"HUUUUUUH???! WHO'S THE BITCH HERE, HUUUH?" He immediately goes into defense mode at the tease and it feels just like their high school years to Ochako.

"Seeeee?" Katsuki eventually stops talking and looks away from her. "Anyway, when are you gonna let go of my hand?" She says it so calmly that Katsuki believes that he's just imagined the sentence, like his brain replaced it for something else. But when he looks down to his right, sure enough, Ochako's hand is enclosed in his own.

He snatches it away and puts his hand in his pocket, swearing under his breath. Ochako seems to stare at him for a while longer before she starts to giggle softly. Well, it starts softly, then slowly evolves into hysterical laughter.

"Fuck you laughin' at?" Katsuki looks at her as do onlookers, wondering why Uravity is losing her shit on the street.

"N-Noth-haheehaNOTHING!!" Katsuki huffs and practically prances ahead of Ochako, making her jog after him.

This patrol is going to be a long one.

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Mere moments after Katsuki and Ochako round the corner to continue their patrol, Izuku and Eijiro leave the building to drive to the other side of town. The two of them are going to an area close to U.A, so they know their way around it pretty well.

But, in all honesty, they aren't thinking about patroling. Their minds are elsewhere as they walk side-by-side on the sidewalks of Japan, not on the amazing weather of the middle of March. It happens to be a bright day, the sun shining even from behind the occasional cloud, citizens relishing the breeze which becomes refreshing after the morning they had. It varies for everyone, but in some regards, people can talk for days about their hectic schedules.

No matter how good of a topic it is to converse with, Izuku and Eijiro don't dare think about it. Their heads are filled with thoughts of each other, their eyes filled with regret as they traverse the streets of Japan, near Musutafu. Even a small brush of fingertips seem to set both of their instincts in disarray, apologies sprouting from their mouth faster than mold on damp wood.

While walking, many people stop the pair to take pictures, get autographs, or just a hug from Deku or Red Riot and it barely distracts them from their thoughts. So much so that an angry conservative mother shouts at Eijiro, to which the redhead responds by apologizing and giving her daughter another hug.

"Pretty nervous, huh?" Izuku says a few minutes after that interaction. Eijiro sighs as if the silence was keeping a big weight on his shoulders.

"Kinda...yeah! I know we've kinda been known around these parts since our first year in high school, but it's still weird to have people want pictures with me-"

"It's kind of surreal, isn't it?" Izuku turns to look at Eijiro as they walk together. "It makes me feel more like a real hero though!"

"You're more of a hero than any of us will be..." He seems to bask in his statement, looking up at the clouds as he thinks.

Izuku chuckles nervously, denying it. "I wouldn't say that...I'd say you're chivalrous as ever and that's a trait some heroes use in the wrong way-" Izuku puts a hand on Eijiro's chest, stopping him from moving further. "Did you hear that?"

Confused, Eijiro shakes his head. He was lost in his thoughts and wasn't even sparing a thought for anything work-related, and when he looks up ahead, he realizes what Izuku is talking about. "Is that- Midnight?!?"

Indeed it is; Nemuri Kayama, the Rated R hero Midnight, is running down the sidewalk, yelling at people to get out of the way. Izuku and Eijiro can't identify the threat yet but when another hero, Rumi Usagiyama aka Miruko, rounds the nearest corner, the person they're pursuing starts to run as well.

Unfortunately, the said person happens to be just feet away from Eijiro, and Izuku notices, pushing him out of the way. With all the commotion from the random outbursts, people have already gone into hysterics and Eijiro tries to calm them down after he gets up while the female heroes get closer. "EVERYONE, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!!" Izuku tries to keep the perpetrator in his arms but after a few seconds of struggling, Izuku feels a light shock, dazing him ever so slightly that the other man can wriggle away. Izuku is about to scramble after him when there's another yell from behind him.

"WATCH OUT, DEKU!" The hero rolls out of the way and when he looks up, he sees that Rumi has already left him in her dust. "LET THE LADIES GET THIS ONE!" She and Nemuri, who's just a few paces behind her, have already got it in the bag.

Rumi jumps up into the air, landing in front of the criminal, civilians both amazed and afraid. Seeing that his first exit is sealed off, he turns around but in his way is Nemuri's bosom, and taking advantage of his confusion, she turns him around and twists his arm, pinning him down to the ground which immobilizes him. Eijiro and Izuku stay a few steps behind them, prepared if anything happens.

The first to speak is Rumi. She sounds irritated but somehow still lively. "What's a tiny guy like you doing down here?" She kneels and looks at him from above. Her red eyes meet his quivering blue ones, staring him down with such intensity that even the other Alpha's around them feel nervous. "Stealing prized jewels from just anyone, huh?"

When there's no response from him, Nemuri presses her foot further into him, causing a groan to leave his lips. "Are you going to answer Miruko, dear?" He whimpers under the exposure and pressure and ends up caving in.

"I-I'm sorry!!" His voice is surprisingly deep for what he's saying and he sounds like he's crying already. "I just w-wanted to have s-some money for m-my family-!!"

"How humble of you, darling..." Nemuri muses, tightening her grip. "There's many other ways you could've done it though-"

"N-NO!" He shouts suddenly and everyone tenses up. He sounds scared more than anything like he doesn't want to hurt anybody but himself. "I-I can't do that!"

"Why's that?" Rumi brushes her nose with her thumb, her patience running thin.

"It's because- because of my Quirk," He looks up at Rumi, his eyes pleading. "N-No one ever wants me because of my Q-Quirk-"

Nemuri and Rumi have heard it so many times before that it's not a shock to them. "And what is your Quirk, darling?" Nemuri asks.

"I- um-" The man starts to stutter and Rumi stomps her foot, scaring him even more. "GAH! OKAY, okay!! My Quirk is- it's desire"

"Oh, my," Nemuri exclaims, licking her lips. "That sounds absolutely delicious~" Rumi scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest. The crowd of people has started to thin out by now and Eijiro and Izuku get closer. "How does it work, hun?"

"I h-have to touch someone with all f-five of my fingers and then th-they feel a shock...um, after that, there's a pink mark s-somewhere on their b-body...the mark sh-should have a requirment that has t-to be met before it goes away...If not th-then the person will preform their deepest, darkest, desires..." And he passes out. Anyone far enough would think he passed out from fear or something of the sort, but it's really because Nemuri activated her Quirk, putting the poor man to sleep.

"Poor boy..."

"Nothin' poor about it," Rumi snaps, helping Nemuri pick up the man's limp body. "He shouldn't have been stealing in the first place- AND YOU, GOOD-FOR-NOTHINGS!" Izuku and Eijiro jump, confused. "Get the civilians out of here; We'll deal with the rest," The men nod and hurry to do what they were told, not wanting to get on Rumi's bad side. "On my goddamn day off, too," Rumi curses as they walk away.

After the Alpha-Omega duo reassures everyone and gets them back on track, Izuku asks if they can go back to the car. Eijiro looks down at him, puzzled. "What for-?"

"I need to show you something..." Eijiro doesn't respond, he just nods because the look that Izuku gives him, despite being a sidelong glace, gives him chills. "Thanks..."

Eijiro mumbles a "Don't mention it," and they continue walking, the anticipation of what will happen eating away at their insides.

~

"Ahh~~! Dynamite!!" A devoted fan proclaims, holding his hands up in the air. "I've always wanted to meet you in person, y'know? And who woulda thunk it'd be on the street like this?" Katsuki sighs, hiding the urge to roll his eyes. Ochako is also getting fangirled and fanboyed over, so it's just him and this peculiar fan.

"Hmm...I guess?" He's honestly trying his best not to walk away right now but it's challenging when the person you're trying not to walk away from is annoying as hell. "What do you want? Autograph? A picture to show your little nerd friends?"

The boy laughs a little, shaking his head. "Oh, no, no, no, I don't want that," His dark brown hair falls in his eyes and he brushes it out of his face. The black hoodie he wears hides his mullet and the bangs of the mullet, in turn, hide his narrow red eyes from the public. "I actually just want a hug," Katsuki raises an eyebrow and tilts his head forward.

"Huh? You want a what now?"

"A hug."

"Take a picture. It'll last longer-"

"This hoodie'll last longer if I don't wash it," Katsuki feels unnerved by the comment and glances over to his left. Ochako is still giving photos and hugs to people so he might as well do this one thing.

He exhales and gives in. "Okay, wierdo. One hug, then get the fuck out of my face,"

A smile paints the boy's face and he agrees. "Alright, fair enough. But shouldn't you be nicer to your fans?"

"I would if you weren't doing whatever the hell you're doing right now-" The fan opens his arms and moves a bit closer to Katsuki, who reluctantly moves in closer.

"Okay, just..." He puts his arms snuggly around Katsuki and finishes his sentence. "...Get fucked," The boy pulls away and his smile seems to be more of a hindrance than the statement he just made. "Ah, well, thanks!" Katsuki seems dazed for a second like he was just paralyzed. After a moment, he walks over to the crowd of people around Ochako, pushing them out of the way and grabbing her arm.

"Baku- Dynamite!? What's-" She starts to exclaim as some of the fangirls start to squeal as if being graced with both of their presences is a gift from the gods.

"We gotta go," Katsuki mutters, pulling her out of the crowd.

"Oh, I-" Ochako turns and waves to the crowd. "BYYEE!! IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU GUYS- AAAAAAAAAHHH!!" Katsuki slings her over his shoulder then jumps up into the air, using his Quirk to propel them onward.

"BYYYYYE, DYNAMITE~~!! THE NAME'S OSCAR, BY THE WAAAAY!!" Oscar yells from below, knowing he's caused mayhem.

~

"S-So, you're telling me that...you're under the effects of the Quirk?" Eijiro says, hunched over Izuku's stomach. They're both in the backseats of Eijiro's red car, the top of Izuku's hero outfit unzipped, and the seats folded downward. Izuku has his back to the wall on the left side of the Jeep, his legs spread out so Eijiro can properly see. He took off his shoes as to not dirty the car seat with them, and his toes curl awkwardly.

"I- um, I grabbed him and I think he touched me..." On his stomach are pink Omega symbols (Ω, ω), and directly under them is a single sentence. "What does it say?"

Eijiro clears his throat and looks back up at Izuku, reciting the words on his abdomen. "It says, 'To release: Have an Alpha knott you.'" He reads the words slowly as if that would release Izuku of the troublesome Quirk.

But they know it won't happen. Even with Eijiro, an Alpha, as close to Izuku as he is, his breath slightly brushing his stomach, the only way to be rid of the Quirk is to follow the requirements listed. They fully understand it. "Are you...going to...?" Izuku doesn't finish his sentence, his words caught in his throat.

They both know what's about to happen. It doesn't have to be said. It's an unspoken rule between the two men when an opportunity such as this one arises.

Eijiro's hand slithers up Izuku's shin and down his thigh, teasing him just with his fingertips. That's all it takes. A gentle touch to the nape or a graze of soft lips against soft lips can practically drive the pair mad. "And if I am...?"

Izuku's delicate whisper could be confused with desperateness in this state of lust. "Kirishima..." The redhead moves closer to Izuku, his fingers already pulling the rest of the ensemble off, exhibiting his green boxers.

"Ah?" Eijiro takes it upon himself to pull Izuku's underwear off, his twitching cock greeting him from under the fabric. "What's this? You're already as hard as a rock and all I've done is touch your thigh~~" He teases him with both his words and his mouth, a kiss to the tip of his length making Izuku squirm.

"A-Ahh..." Izuku's rather big for his disposition and yet he's still smaller than Eijiro (both height and dick size), so it works out for them both. "W-Wait- Don't- AHHNN~~!!" Eijiro already has his lips around Izuku, sucking on him. Not knowing what to do with them, Izuku's hands find their way into Eijiro's red mane of hair, pulling it out of its steadfast.

With Eijiro's hair no longer in a ponytail, it tickles the insides of Izuku's thighs, making him quiver with excitement. Eijiro's inner walls squeeze Izuku's cock so snuggly that he can't control his instincts.

"Aahh~~! Nnghugh Ha- Sh-shit, Kiri- OUUGHH~~!!"

They've both done this so many times before now that it seems like a practice. Like a teenager trying to perfect a favorite hobby. If they're going to do something like this, they might as well do it flawlessly.

Izuku can't help but enclose Eijiro with his legs, the heels of his feet digging into Eijiro's bare skin. He already feels like he's about to reach his limit and his back arches as he moans. "I-I'm going to- CYUUUMMAH~~!!" Eijiro's red eyes make their way to Izuku's green irises, which only stay in contact for a moment before they roll back into his head from the sensation.

Eijiro doesn't lay off on him as his body shudders, his hands and legs tightening around his hair and body. He lets Izuku's semen go directly down his throat, regretting the fact that he can't taste it as the warm fluids make their way into his stomach. Maybe it's the fact that Izuku looks absolutely gorgeous that he keeps making him cum, or maybe just the fact that he has the balls to do something like this with him over and over again. Whatever the reason is, he just can't seem to resist Izuku when he's like this.

"Mmm...Haah~~ Unnhhn..."

Izuku's breaths sound so sweet yet so tainted as he relaxes, Eijiro finally detaching from him. He puts his hands behind Izuku's neck, his fingers intertwining at his nape. Eijiro then pulls him down and their lips meet, at first only their lips, then progresses into their tongues mingling with each other, Izuku tasting his own juices within Eijiro and Eijiro tasting Izuku's saliva, savoring how sweet it is.

Once they disconnect, Eijiro's right hand finds its way to Izuku's hair, pulling his head back a little so he can use his tongue to pleasure his neck. He stops his mouth at Izuku's chin, kissing it before praising him.

"God, Izu...You're so fucking perfect..."

~

While Eijiro and Izuku feel on each other in a desolate parking space, Katsuki has found an alleyway far enough away from civilization that he can perform this task in. He now lands in the space, putting Ochako down. Oblivious, yet still on guard, she questions him. "What was all that for-?"

"Shut the fuck up," His voice is harsh but surprisingly quiet, which makes Ochako listen. "You saw that- uh, fan with the black hoodie?" She nods while he starts to pace relentlessly. "The fucker hugged me and t-told me to- well, IT DOESN'T MATTER I JUST DON'T HAVE MUCH CONTROL OVER MY BODY RIGHT NOW-" Finally starting to understand, Ochako starts to take action.

"OKAY! I GET IT NOW!" She grabs Katsuki by his shoulders which stops him from walking any further.

"D-Don't touch me, or I'll start doing what he said to- FUCK!" He grabs her arms too, stopping himself from moving any more than this. Looking at his face this close, Ochako notices how flushed Katsuki's face is, how his red irises seemingly quiver under this pressure and she could maybe even call him cute.

Her heart steadily beats faster with every given moment, but she shakes her head, shaking the feeling away along with it. "What did he tell you to do...?"

"..." He looks down at her from his height of 6 feet and hers of 5'6.5" (The half counts. It always does). He swears again and moves closer to her. "SHIT! Fuck it!" Katsuki seems to come to a revelation as he speaks, his body now acting of its own accord. The first thing that it craves is a kiss, so he kisses her, catching her off guard.

The kiss lasts for about three seconds longer than it should and Ochako pushes him away, covering her mouth. "What the-"

Katsuki struggles to form his words as he backs her onto the wall. "I- I'm sorry- I can't fucking-" Ochako smacks him then grabs his face with the same hand, her pinky a few centimetres away from his face.

"Shut up." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it does the job. "I now understand what type of Quirk it is, and I'll gladly help you out," She moves even closer to him, their noses touching and breath mixing. Their rationality has seemingly disappeared with Katsuki under the effects of the Quirk and Ochako slightly interested. "I just want to let you know that I'm not going to be gentle, okay? I'm going to do what I have to but have fun while doing it-"

"Wait, how-" He starts to fret about how the hell she's going to fuck him but Ochako shushes him once again, willing enough to give up her secret to Katsuki. After all, she's always had a crush on him. Ever since high school, she's been attracted to him and his nearly explosive but somehow perfect personality. Ochako isn't dating him, though. This sex they're about to have is strictly between them and is only to release him from the Quirk.

Even so, she believes she can still trust him. "Don't worry about the details, I'll take care of everything..." Ochako nearly squeals at the nervous look on Katsuki's face, not sure if that's the Quirk on his actual emotions flooding through. Either way, he looks absolutely adorable to her. For a moment, they seem to stare at each other, just taking in the sight of one another until Katsuki loses balance, his knees wobbling.

Ochako helps him not fall over and once he's regained control over himself, somewhat, he realizes that his head is right in front of her groin, his nose just inches away from touching her. He notices the zipper between her thighs and pulls it up, the clothing slowly exposing her entire torso. Ochako's not wearing matching undergarments but the white underwear mixed with her black sports bra somehow is enough for him.

Ochako doesn't take off the rest of the clothing, she just takes in a breath, then pulls her underwear down, exposing one of her most unexpected features to Katsuki.

Katsuki looks at her, then speaks again, treading lightly. "...You-" He words the question carefully. "Have a dick?" She looks down at him and nods. "If-" His words seem to be peeling away at his sanity as he goes on, unable to believe such a thing. Whether or not he believes it is different from it being in front of him. "If you had- this- then why didn't you take me to Kiri or something-?"

Not knowing that Katsuki can empathize with her, she just says what's on her mind at the moment. "On a whim, I wondered what you'd say," Something like this would usually piss Katsuki off, but he stays silent as she continues. "Nothing's worse than going on with your day knowing you didn't try," Ochako means what she says, but continues with what they need to get over with before the real reason gets locked away. "Whether or not I'm trans isn't what we're here for, though, is it?"

Katsuki doesn't respond because he doesn't have a response. His eyes seemed glazed over as Ochako runs her fingers through his hair, grabbing it and holding it firmly. His hands trace her legs up and down until they rest at her hips, his face reluctantly going closer to her.

Doing something like this is destined to have a bad taint on both his personal relationship with Eijiro and his professional relationship with Ochako. If only this damned Quirk knew that.

Of course, it doesn't, so he has no choice but to go through with it, or who knows what'll happen. "Don't you dare tell a soul about this," He snarls despite the position he's in and puts a hand around Ochako's length, staring at it. It's barely hard, not that it has to be, but it's embarrassing for Katsuki if he's the only one horny. It's more of an unwanted type of horny.

Either way, he starts to lick from the balls up to the very tip, licking at it a little too eagerly. Just at the feeling, Ochako feels herself get excited as well and Katsuki sees it happen right in front of his eyes. "Oh? Expecting something, Round Face~?" His growl is low within the secluded area, yet loud in Ochako's ears.

"You wish," Her whisper puts more effect on him than it should and his free hand ends up finding its way to his thigh, inching its way to please himself. With his right hand still occupied with Ochako, Katsuki dives right in and tries to put the entire cock in his mouth. He doesn't expect her to get even bigger as he deepthroats her and he starts to choke on her.

Ochako wasn't expecting Katsuki to even try to put all of it in his mouth either and her true nature seeps out, pulling him further onto her. He's already down deep enough that it touches his uvula, making him choke wildly as his eyes sting.

Seemingly changed into a different person, Ochako edges him on while his fingers slip into his pants, his fingers rubbing his clit to atone for his starving of touch. "Is that the best you can do, Dynamite~~?" Just her tone of voice pisses him off but his body can't resist her. Not like this. He can't lie and say she's not being sexy right now, making his insides twist and turn and his sweet spots pulsate to feel something besides himself.

Lately, with Eijiro being busy, Katsuki hasn't had a choice but to get comfortable with masturbation, only reaching climaxes by himself. So, in a situation such as so, he can't help but lean toward having sex with Ochako since his big-dicked boyfriend has been busy for no reason.

"Ahh~~ Yes...that's good... You're doing perfect, Bakugo~"

Having sex with a vendetta is not a good choice.

"Hmmhhghhff~"

But neither was letting Ochako be his partner.

"I'm greedily sucking this cock like my life depends on it...how fucking gross of me." That's what Katsuki would think if he could process thoughts properly.

~

"A-AHHNNGH~~!! OUGH MY-" Izuku nearly screams out, his voice as sweet as sugar to Eijiro. The latter has decided that he's going to properly knott Izuku for the first time and is now making sure the Omega is stretched enough to take it on such short notice. "KIRI- FHUUUHUHCKK~~!! J-JUST- KNOTT ME ALREADY-"

With Izuku in his lap, his arms around him, and begging for his knott, Eijiro damn near loses it, but he contains himself and kisses Izuku's cheek, reassuring him it'll be soon. "Don't worry, Izu... Just a few more seconds; Do you think you can do that for me?" He feels Izuku nod vigorously on his shoulder and he commends him once more. "Ahh...what a good boy~"

"HNNGH AHH~ OOHH, FUCKFUCKFUFUFUUUCK~~!!" Izuku exclaims as Eijiro presses against his prostate, making him leak uncontrollably. "PLEASE~!" By now, his pleading has turned into half sobs, which makes Eijiro hold him tighter.

"All right," He suddenly takes his three fingers out of Izuku, which gains one last eupnea from his lips, and Eijiro continues. "You want to do the honors for me? Go on, let me watch you do it," Izuku, who is completely naked atop Eijiro, properly sits up against him and his fingers slowly make their way to his pants.

He just uses one finger to pull the fabric down ever so slightly, pulling both the pants and the underwear down in one go. Izuku could feel just how hard Eijiro has been when he was sitting on him, but to look at now, he feels intimidated. It's nearly eleven inches of dick and a knott that has to go inside of him.

Watching it twitch in front of him, for him, Izuku feels both fear and arousal in his stomach. Eijiro still has his hands on Izuku's waist and squeezes him a tiny bit to get his attention. "It's not going to ride itself, is it?" Izuku puts his hands on Eijiro's, shaking his head.

"N-No..." For some reason, Izuku seems a little on edge and Eijiro subconsciously comforts his nerves with his soft Alpha pheromones. "I just-" His face is red with embarrassment and he can barely get his words out.

Eijiro urges him to continue. "Hey- look at me-" Izuku averts his attention toward the redhead once again and lets Eijiro encourage him. "What is it?"

"I'm kind of...um, scared..." Eijiro's heart nearly shatters and it shows on his face. "OH, NO! WE CAN STILL DO IT! WE DON'T HAVE TO STOP BECAUSE I'M BEING SO FUCKING STUPID I'M SORRY-" Izuku stops because his lips are now covered with Eijiro's lips, rendering his mind unable to function correctly.

The kiss connects them like rope and when they separate, their faces are only a few centimeters apart. Izuku's long hair acts as curtains for a moment and confines their faces together. Eijiro puts his hand on the Omega's face, while Izuku's hand rests on Eijiro's waist while he tries his best to comfort him properly. "We really don't have to do this...you can always go to Uraraka instead-"

"I don't want her right now." Izuku whispers back, sounding resolute. "I want you, Eijiro," The blush has been evenly distributed the two, both of the men lost in each other, forgetting about their lovers for this extended moment.

"...Then...come and get me," It seems like a dare. Like Izuku won't do it, but he does. He inhales a breath of fresh air and Eijiro helps him lower his body onto his shaft, breathless moans escaping them both. "Haah~"

"Hnghhnn... Eijirooouugh~~!!" Izuku holds him closer, his only thoughts being of the one holding him close and embracing him so sweetly. His mind has made the thought of the swell at the base of Eijiro's cock fade, his brain focused on Eijiro himself.

"I-Izuku..." He hasn't begun to move yet and he speaks softly as he continues. "I'm gonna move now, alright?" A trembling breath escapes Izuku and after a moment he responds.

"Y-Ye-AAAH~~!!" His whisper quickly turns into a needy shout as Eijiro lets his feral instincts take over.

"OOUGH!! AHH~! F-FHUUCK" Izuku clings onto Eijiro for dear life as he slams down onto him, the very tip going as far as his uterus with each thrust.

"I'm sorry..." Eijiro starts his seemingly never-ending tangent but in all honesty, Izuku doesn't want it to end. "I just- I want you to feel soooo fucking good, Izuku~~ I don't regret being so rough 'cause you love it, don't you~~?" The preciseness of the things Eijiro says hits Izuku so hard that nearly he hits his peak right then and there. He pushes himself away from Eijiro's arms, now just bouncing atop the hero as he nearly bursts from ecstasy.

"AAAAAAAUGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~!!" His screams of pleasure can be heard miles away but he doesn't care right now.

"Are you gonna take this knott, huh, Izuku?" The edging on with words helps as Izuku does take most of the knott in, both of them moaning in pleasure as he continues to go up and down. "Anghn... Your greedy little hole is sucking me in so weelll~~" Eijiro compliments as Izuku digs into his skin with his nails, drawing blood. He unconsciously hardens his hands and pierces Izuku's skin as well.

"AUUGH!??!" Izuku cries out in surprise as he climaxes, his eyebrows skewed upward in pleasure and his body shaking madly even as Eijiro stops thrusting. "EIJIROOOUUGHH!! I'M GONNNNA CHUUMMM~~~!! I'M CHUMMINGGGGAAHHH~~!!"

"F-FUCK!!" Eijirou shivers too, his body seemingly knowing that he's not alone in pleasure. "AHHH~~!!" Izuku can feel the warmth of Eijiro's sperm as he gets stuffed with both his dick and cum, which makes his head spin.

"Oouuughhh..." Izuku lets a few more moans leave his lips as Eijiro finishes, his mind finally slowing down and coming back to reality. He looks down at himself, realizing that the Omega symbols are no longer on his stomach, making him breathe a sigh of relief. "K-KIRI, LOOK! IT'S GONE-!" Eijiro pulls his body down again, their faces inches apart.

"Y'know why that is?" Izuku swallows, nervous by the tone of his voice. "It's because you were such a good boy and took all of Daddy's knott, right?" Izuku's heart skips multiple beats and he nods, embarrassed once again. He then flinches when Eijiro's hand traces the bump on his stomach, his ears turning red from the attention. "See? You've even got a little bump on your tummy to show it, yeah~?"

The slight edge to his voice is what makes Izuku kiss him, the tiny bit of tease in his tone makes Izuku connect their lips just so they can be closer together. It's just the slightest of movements with them.

~

In comparison to Izuku and Eijiro, Katsuki and Ochako aren't trying to be gentle and loving with each other. There happens to be two wooden crates on top of each other and Ochako has Katsuki bent over them. He hasn't removed any articles of clothing but when Ochako pulls down his pants, he knows there's no turning back.

Even though he'd prefer her to not know, he has no choice, does he? His body isn't listening to him and it's become even worse as time has worn on, so going to Eijiro is no longer an option. He wishes he wouldn't feel so embarrassed about his body or be so scared just because of his genitalia.

Some stupidass non-penis thing he has.

Very stupid.

"..." Ochako's fingers trace his raised ass for a moment then they go to his waistline, about to pull his pants down, but he stops her. "W-WAIT!"

His yell startles her and she snaps out of her trance. "What is it-?!?" Katsuki stands up straight and turns around, facing her properly. He fumbles with the hem of his shirt for a second then rips some fabric off the bottom. "What's that for--!?"

Katsuki puts the black and orange textile around her eyes and ties it at the back of her head, temporarily blinding her. "I- I don't want you to fucking look at me, okay?" He's not lying all the way, it's more of just not telling her everything or something like that. "Just- Just put it in-"

Now returned to his original position, he pulls down his pants and boxers, disliking just how turned on he is. "Okay...?" Ochako agrees to this and continues, never opposed to bondage in any way, shape, or form. Katsuki helps her align herself with his entrance, and then she pushes forward, making him squeeze her tightly. "Ooohhh~~ Kats, you feel so good~!" She only has eight fingers around his waist, keeping her thrusts somewhat stable.

Biting his lip to suppress his noises, the blonde chastizes her. "D-Don't call me- th-THAAAT~!"

"You're already so loose for me!" Ochako continues to say things like this and Katsuki can't help but moan as he responds.

"WH-WHO'S LOOSE FOR YOU~~?!?!" He suddenly yelps when Ochako hits a certain spot that usually makes him climax unnecessarily fast. "FUUUUUUCCCKKK~~! AAAAH~!!"

"I can't believe I have the number one hero screaming over me~~! How coooooll is thaAAHT~!" She feels Katsuki clench even more around her and it feels like heaven. "OOGHH!? DID YOU LIKE THAT, KATS? DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN I FUCK YOU HERE~~?!?!"

His gasps and shouts give him away in spite of the words coming out of his mouth. "N-NOOUGH STOOP~~!! FUCK YOOOUGH!!" He despises his body for giving into such things, to succumbing to both Ochako's and that extra Oscar's desires, but damn, why does it have to feel so fucking good?

Ochako holds Katsuki's hips tighter as she goes faster, and the blonde can't stop his explosions from forming as he holds onto the crate. His drool falls from his mouth onto his gauntlets and grenades just below him that he took off a while ago. "AH, FUCK, KATS!"

"NGHMM~!" Both of their minds are fogged over with pleasure and if anyone saw them, Katsuki's eyeliner (for his mask, which is now pushed up into his hair, out of the way) smeared and running from his tears as he moans from Ochako's dick, they'd probably have to look twice to make sure it was them. "OUGH FUCK FUCK FUCK~! I'M C-CUMMING~~!! FUUUCK- GONNA CHYUUUMMMAHH~!!"

Ochako's insides nearly turn into mush at Katsuki's adorable whines of desire that float to her ears. "ARE YOU GONNA CUM FOR ME? CUM FOR ME, KATSUKI~~!! So he does. Katsuki can't stop his shouts from leaving his mouth when it happens; The pleasure is so overwhelmingly good that he nearly passes out from pleasure. She fills him to the brim with her semen, which makes him shiver violently.

"Annnghhh~~ Fuuuccckk..." Ochako loiters for a moment but Katsuki reminds her there's no time to linger. "P-Pull the fuck out-AH~!" She does pull out, flips him over onto his back, then puts it right back in. "WH-WHAT ARE YOU-?!"

Ochako puts his right leg on her shoulder and smiles, despite having no sight. "Let's go once more to make sure you're okay, yeah?" She's already started moving her hips before Katsuki can stop her.

~

It's around twenty minutes after the marks have disappeared and now Izuku and Eijiro are properly sitting in the front seat and the passenger seat of Eijiro's car. Izuku still has the top of his outfit unzipped, but the bottom of his outfit is still on, and Eijiro's pauldrons are on the floor behind the driver's seat. "Umm...Eij- I mean- Kirishima?" He corrects himself before the car starts, the engine revving.

"Yeah? Do you need something?" Eijiro shifts into caring mode, looking over at Izuku as he speaks.

"Umm...well..." He looks over to the dashboard, embarrassed again. "Since we- you know- didn't use a condom- I'm kinda scared that-" Eijiro gasps and remembers something. "What is it?!?!"

"I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU- GIVE ME A SECOND-!" Eijiro gets out of the car, leaving Izuku's mouth ajar. His eyes follow him as he rounds the car, going to the trunk. He sees him open it and after a few moments, he comes back into the car, his hand held out. "Here!" Izuku takes the small object and observes it.

"What is-" He reads the kanji on the box and his brain clicks. "OH!" He realizes that he's been given birth control. "THANKS A BUNCH!" Izuku gives Eijiro a kiss on the cheek, not even realizing that he's just kissed him casually. After a moment, they both realize and go red in the face. "AH! SORRY!!!"

"No, it's okay! Just- take the pill-" Izuku smiles ever so slightly and looks back at him. When it's been over a minute and he hasn't taken the pill, Eijiro questions it. "What's wrong?"

"I don't have any um- water or anything-" Eijiro takes the box back from his fling and takes one of the pills out of the box, placing it on his tongue. "WHAT'RE YOU DO-?!" Eijiro kisses Izuku, his tongue traveling places inside of his mouth. Izuku squeezes his eyes shut, letting Eijiro do as he pleases with his mouth. A hand goes to his cheek then to his hair, resting there as they kiss.

Eijiro finally backs away from him as Izuku swallows, his face flushed red. "Problem solved, huh?"

"Th-Thankshnnhnh..." Eijiro focuses his attention back to the road and softly laughs as Izuku sinks into his seat, fuming.

"Yep! Don't mention it!"

~

"C-Can you stand!?!?" Ochako hurriedly asks, helping Katsuki stand up properly. He swats her hand away, though his legs are shaking.

"FUCK OFF!!" He growls, trying to steady himself. "I-I'm fucking fine- no fucking thanks to you!!"

Ochako giggles and turns around to zip up her suit while Katsuki pulls up his underwear and pants. He looks down at his stomach and curses himself for making his shirt look like a makeshift crop top. "Sorry about that, though!" She continues to talk as Katsuki has an internal conflict with himself.

"Tch...It's nothing," He responds, pulling his pants further up after he puts on his boots. She's talking about all the sperm just sitting inside of him since she couldn't get it all out. Well, she tried to eat it out but Katsuki insisted that she didn't have to since he probably would've outed himself by doing that. "Maybe if you had fucking pulled out instead of cumming inside none of this would've happened-" Now fully dressed, Ochako turns around her hands searching for Katsuki.

He, at first, flinches, then he holds out his hands for her to grab a hold of, letting her come closer to him. "You said you didn't want me to-" He grunts loudly to stop her from finishing that statement. "Weeell~~ Anyways...I could've helped you but you didn't want it so now you have to deal with it, I guess!" Katsuki sighs and rolls his eyes as she continues. "Can you take this off, actually??" He reluctantly moves to take off the handmade blindfold, as if keeping it on would make her forget this entire thing.

When her sight is returned, Ochako smiles, looking up at Katsuki with eyes that practically shine. "Fuck is wrong with you?" His snarl does nothing to her grin and she suddenly backs away, going to the end of the alleyway.

"Nothin'!" He eyes her suspiciously as he squats down to get his gauntlets and grenades from the ground. "Hurry up so we can go!" He grimaces as he stands up again, putting on the gadgets while he swears at Ochako for going so hard. He doesn't know how the hell he'll get up tomorrow but thank God Eijiro forced him to get a day off.

After a few minutes and Katsuki has all his bearings, he starts to walk toward Ochako. "Okay, let's go- SHIT!" He trips over his own feet.

"PFFFFFFFFT!!" Katsuki, once again, curses the day she decided to come and work at the same agency as him.

"Fucking hell,"

Chapter Text

Katsuki's eyes flutter open, the sun from the window shining in his eyes. The wind blows in his face, making him shift on his stomach from the chill of it. "Uuughmmnmfngbnmf......" He can barely register where he is but after a moment realizes that he's in his bed. Soft... His right hand rubs his eyes free of sleep and he turns to his left, his bed empty. He goes into a moment of fear and sits up, thinking that he's late for work, but remembers that he has a day off thanks to Eijiro.

Eijiro... Katsuki looks around, pushing his bedhead out of his face. "Ah-!" He feels a searing pain in his head and swears. "...Uuughh...What the fuck did I do yesterday?" His memory seems to be a little slow this morning and he has to think for a moment before remembering exactly what happened.

After a second of pondering, Katsuki remembers Ochako and everything seems to click in his mind. Once it clicks, he wills himself not to panic. His pulse has already started to quicken and he's only just woken up.

His head rings, his hands become clammy, and his breathing becomes uneven as his body starts to tremble ever so slightly.

He starts to spiral as he curls back up into his blanket, hiding from the outside world.

He cheated on his lover.

The one guy who said he'd love him no matter what, he betrayed.

And with Ochako of all people. How fucked is that?

Who does that?? Not the number one hero.

He should've known better- Ah, but, fuck- He couldn't help it.

He's not defenseless though, so what the hell is he thinking now?

All these things go on in his mind as he silently questions his existence.

What was it that Eijiro said to do if he ever had a panic attack again?

"Breathe, baby...Just breathe for me...Then, if you really need to- take your meds...And make sure to call me if I'm not there, 'kay?" He had smiled after saying that and held his hand as Katsuki had sobbed in his arms.

Katsuki closes his eyes, somehow able to calm down for a bit just by thinking of Eijiro. Then, after a moment, his heart starts to race again and he feels hot under the blanket. So he gets from under the blanket and grabs his phone off the bedside table, dialing Eijiro's number.

The phone rings once.

...

Twice.

Fucking pick up already.

...

Three times.

...

Katsuki moves the phone from his ear and his finger hovers over the red button. "Hello?" He freezes for a moment, staring at the caller ID. "Kats? You ther-?"

"I- I'm here-" He sounds a bit too excited to just hear his voice but Eijiro is already rambling before he can get another word out.

"I hope you're okay though, you know, with all that happened yesterday with you fainting and all that-" Katsuki cuts him off, his voice slightly shaking.

"I- fainted?"

"Yeah! I was worried but you seemed tired so I tried not to worry- But are you okay, babe??"

Katsuki swallows, his brain speeding up again. "Uh- Yeah- Yeah, I'm fine-"

"Thank God! I was actually really worried- What'd you do yesterday? Don't tell me you worked yourself to the bone again-?" Eijiro sounds like he's teasing but Katsuki takes it too personally.

"What are you talking about? I said I'm fucking fine, Eij! Don't worry about me-" He discerns that he sounds bitter and apologizes. "Fuck- Sorry. I was just tired yesterday- We had a, um, long patrol, that's all," When he stops talking, there's a bit of an ongoing silence then Eijiro responds.

"Oh, alright! I'm glad I came into the locker room when I did, or I would've missed your call,"

"Yeah," Katsuki gets out of bed and yawns, getting the attention of Eijiro again.

"Awh, when'd you get up?"

"Couple of minutes ago-"

"Damn. It's almost twelve too- You really must've been tired,"

Katsuki stops walking and sits on the floor, staring at the dresser in front of him. Wearing nothing but boxers and sitting on the hardwood floor and against the cold bedframe isn't comfortable in the least bit but he'd rather not overheat in his bed. "...Yeah...I was...Eij?"

"Yeah? What is it?" Katsuki unconsciously traces his fingernails across the floor. The sound it emits fills the silence before he continues.

"I love you," He circles a certain spot on the floor with his pointer finger.

"I- I love you too, Katsuki-" Eijiro sounds surprised by his lover's monotone declaration of love and comments on it. "I- Is something wrong?? Is that why you called??" He sounds more concerned more than ever.

"Can't I call the one I love?" He looks away from the dresser and turns onto his left side, still leaning against the wood as he now stares at the wood on the floor. "Is that not allowed?"

"N-No, yeah! It's okay! You can- It's just- You never say it first I just thought something had happened-"

"Mmm...No, just me thinking about you," He says it as if it's a confirmation for himself.

"Ah- Okay-" Katsuki pushes himself off the floor, standing up again. He opens the middle drawer of the antique dresser, looking at the variations of pills inside; Birth control, painkillers, Benadryl, antidepressants, suppressants, and his anxiety medication.

"Gotta go, Eij," He picks up the drugs meant for anxiety and the birth control pills, putting them on top of the dresser.

"Oh? Are you doing something today?"

"Nah." He sighs then looks at the open window and the curtains swaying in the wind. "Not much. Gonna work out then run some errands, I guess,"

"Oh, then don't let me stop you! I've gotta get back to work too before Deku waits too long-"

"Yeah, that's fine- I'll see you later, Bubba," Katsuki uses the once-in-a-while nickname, and Eijiro squeaks.

"Ah-! O-Okay-! I'll see you at home! Love you-"

"Love you,"

And Katsuki hangs up, throwing his phone on his bed. He stares at the white drapes for a moment longer then turns back to the dresser, picking up the pill bottles. Take one pill every day. He thinks back to what his doctor said, but that was years ago. He stopped taking these a while back but-?

Fuck it. He opens the bottle and puts one in his mouth, not even needing water to swallow it, and does the same thing for the birth control, putting them back into the drawer for now.

He's going to act as if he never opened this drawer. As if he never even thought about it. And he opens his other drawers, getting clothes to change into.

I'm going to have a normal day.

No fucking pill can do anything to me.

~

After an hour of thinking and running around his neighborhood, Katsuki runs back home, sweat dripping from his hair and face. The run was supposed to be short and just distract his mind for around thirty to forty minutes but he ended up stopping under a tree for around ten minutes then ran home.

Once home, Katsuki opens the door, walks inside, and feels a little slumped inside the four walls. "Haa...haah...fucking...shit..." He walks to his room, takes off his shirt, and just throws it on the floor. Before he can even spare a thought about himself, the doorbell rings.

"Huh? Who the fuck-?" He can't possibly understand who the hell would want to bother him right now and on his day off of all days. He jogs from his bedroom to the foyer and opens the door. What meets him on the other side is Ochako.

"Hii, Bakug-" He slams the door in her face, the hairs on the back of his neck on end. After a moment, he reassures himself that he was just hallucinating and it was just the mailman or something. So he opens the door again, and somehow, someway, she's still there, her smile the same as the one she used yesterday.

The one she used yesterday after...After that...

Anyways, Katsuki looks down at Ochako, grimacing. "Why the hell are you at my house- no let me rephrase that- how are you at my house?"

"Well I asked Deku and he asked Kirishima who willingly gave me his number and yours- which I did text you but you didn't respond so I just came over-"

"WHY, THOUGH-? WH- WHERE ARE YOU GOING-?!?" Ochako lets herself in, walking past Katsuki to enter the hallway and look around. She stops by the stairs to properly examine the foyer.

"Oooo... your house is nice and looks new-" She notices the glint from the sword hanging vertically on their wall, which is, for some reason, right beside their stash of alcohol. "OOOH, IS THAT A SWORD!?!?"

"MIND YOUR BUSINESS, YOU SHORT TWAT!!" He slams his front door shut and marches over to her. Ochako reaches out a hand to touch the sword on the wall.

"IS IT REAL??!" Katsuki smacks her hand away from the antique, hissing in her ear. "YEOWCH!!"

"HANDS OFF! OF FUCKING COURSE IT'S REAL!" He still proclaims the statement with so much confidence like he asked her to ask about it.

"Ooooohhh...Is it yours?"

"No...It's Eij's- from his mom's-"

"Are they warriors or something?"

"'Course not- They just gave it to us as a home warming present...NOT THAT IT'S ANY OF YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS!!"

"..." Ohcako sighs, looking back at Katsuki. "Anyway, you know, I actually came over to ask you if you want to do some research for the mission-?"

"Uh, I-" Katsuki seems to be confused by her question like he expected something else. She's already moved on. I have no reason to be thinking about this anymore. It's just me stuck on this. "I'm busy today- I have a life to maintain,"

"Oh," Ochako also seems let down by his answer and it shows just way too much on her face. Katsuki feels a bit bad and considers it for a moment.

"Ah, fucking hell..." He looks at the clock on the wall behind him. "It's nearly 1:30...I have errands to run buuut...I guess I could do some research-? Fuck," He walks away from her and to his room again, sliding the door open. "Fine. I'll do it- On one condition; Help me do some shopping and I'll help you, I guess," He walks into his bathroom, taking off his pants.

Ochako seems to think it's an invitation for her to follow, and she stalks after him, seeing him in the process of getting naked. "Alright then-"

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" He shouts at her, and she covers her mouth, stifling giggles. "JESUS CHRIST HAVE YOU HEARD OF PRIVACY?!" It was a near miss. He almost flashed a little more than she saw yesterday but caught himself before he did.

Today isn't going to go too well and he already knows it.

"SORRY-"

"CAN I TAKE A SHOWER IN PEACE?!?!" Ochako laughs her way to his living room, sitting down on his couch and Katsuki properly closes and locks his doors. This is the second time he almost let his secret out.

The second time his only disgusting feature was revealed.

His heart can't take this. He can't take this.

Katsuki turns the knobs on the shower and makes it hotter than he normally would. He only does this when he's going to either have a mental breakdown in the shower or just cry his problems away.

He gets in the shower. He lets the water hit his face and soak his body. He seems to already feel the tears welling up.

Katsuki laughs softly to himself as the sweat rolls down the drain, making fun of his fragility.

"I don't even have time to do this today, do I...?"

He has things to do for the house.

Food to put on the table.

No time to cry.

Katsuki Bakugo isn't supposed to cry.

Katsuki Bakugo isn't supposed to cry.

I'm not supposed to cry.

This is- This is no time to cry.

...

After his shower, Katsuki looks into his mirror, staring at himself. He stares for a few seconds and as he does, the water from the shower continuously drops onto the shower floor.

Drip

Drop

His towel is around his waist, covering himself from the world. He looks at his chest, his T-surgery scars staring back at him. His hands, which fiddle wildly with anything nearby, find their way to trace those scars.

Drip

Drop

Why am I...trying to be something I'm not meant to be?

Drip

Drop

He looks down at the white towel that looks pink from a hair dye mishap. He tugs lightly at the hem of it as if that would make him perfect. "The fuck am I saying?"

Drip

For some reason, his brain goes back to his second year of junior high, remembering the day that he told his mom about his true feelings.

Drop

Katsuki feels the sudden urge to throw up. He sprints to his toilet, regurgitating the Okinomiyaki from last night. Who eats that for breakfast?

"BLEEGH! Cough! ACK! Retch!"

Out goes his breakfast.

Out go the pills.

He finishes letting it out and flushes, wiping his mouth free of vomit. Katsuki stays over the toilet for a few more moments, his face on the seat. He coughs dryly, his eyes stinging as he thinks about all the doctors he had to see.

All the therapy he had to take.

All the pity he got.

Now is no time to cry.

~

"Are you ready to go?" Ochako, who now turns around, asks. She was looking at their china cabinet but now looks at the homeowner. "Where're we going?"

"Don't worry about it." Katsuki responds thickly, sniffling to clear up his congested nose. "You'll see when we get there," He gets his keys from the dish by the door and puts them in his pocket then grabs his coat as well.

"What's wrong?" Ochako asks another question, this time concerned. "You're sniffling-"

"Allergies." He puts his coat over his shoulder and bends down to put on his shoes.

"Okay?" She knows he's lying but doesn't say anything about it.

"Let's go." He opens the front door again, breathing in a breath of fresh air.

He took two pills after throwing up the original ones; A birth control pill and a pill to suppress his heat.

He'd nearly forgotten about his heat that he just didn't take it in the first place.

At least he's got it now. He doesn't want a situation like yesterday going down. After all, his anxiety wouldn't like that very much.

Chapter Text

Katsuki and Ochako have been out shopping for around four hours, almost five, getting things that he needs for the house and things she wants to eat.

"Bakugo-" Ochako asks, now that they're at Ito Yokado buying things for dinner.

"What?" Katsuki is semi-distracted by chicken broth brands as she talks.

"Can we get mochi?" He turns around to look at her, and Ochako has a box of the said food in her hands. The frozen foods are just beside him and he decides to put a few packs of broth in the cart before addressing her.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"PLEASE??"

"No-"

"PLEASE!? IT'S STRAWBERRY FLAVORED HOW CAN YOU SAY NO TO THIS?!" Ochako tries one last time and Katsuki continues walking.

"...Just this once," She cheers and runs after him to put it in the cart. "Do we have any more wasabi...?" The second sentence is directed toward himself but Ochako still responds.

"Ugh, gross! I don't like wasabi, bleeehhh!" She sticks out her tongue and pinches her nose in disgust. He doesn't even feel it in him to shout at her anymore.

"I'm not making dinner for you, so no need for you to shit yourself over it," As Ochako silently fumes, Katsuki turns the cart to the left, going into the next aisle. The shelves hold a multitude of snacks and his eyes fall onto a box of Pocky.

He remembers the day that Eijiro came up to him with a box of Pocky, asking if he wanted to kiss for a stick. Katsuki, to this day, still isn't sure where the hell he got the notion that you kiss someone for a stick, not you kiss someone with a stick, but he agreed to do it anyhow.

That was their first kiss and yet they still didn't even dare to tell each other anything. Two lovesick boys in high school not knowing what the hell to do with those unrequited feelings.

"Oooooohh, I want some Senbei!!" Katsuki seems to snap back to the present and sees Ochako picking up a pack of the rice crackers just a few feet ahead of him. "No, I've actually been craving some Dango for daaayss now-"

"I'm not buying all that fattening shit for you- You can buy that shit on your own time-"

"BUT IT'S 700 YEN FOR ONE PACK I CAN'T AFFORD THAT-"

"HOW BROKE ARE YOU?"

"It's frugal, not broke," She finishes with a huff and puts the snack in the cart.

"I hate you," He sighs and they continue walking around the store, Katsuki looking for the ingredients for a good batch of some simple ramen and Ochako looking for nothing in particular.

Once the pair gets to the register, they spend a good five minutes arguing who's going to pay as the cashier awkwardly watches the off-duty heroes hiss at each other.

"FUCKING FINE! I'LL PAY THIS TIME- BUT NEXT TIME, YOU'RE PUTTING SOME YEN DOWN!" He takes out his debit card and pays as Ochako waits.

After paying, the man behind the register speaks, pointing to the touchpad. "Would you like a receipt, sir?" Katsuki presses the green button then waves Ochako back toward him.

"What is it?" She says as she walks up to him.

"Put some of these in the cart," She nods and pulls the cart from beside him as the long receipt finishes printing. "Need me to sign that?"

The man nods and slides him the paper and a pen. While this happens, Ochako puts all the bags in the cart and pushes the cart near the door. She waits for him as he walks up to her, his receipt in his pocket.

"You push that," Katsuki doesn't wait for a response and jogs to his car, getting the keys out of his coat pocket as he runs.

He's glad he's a fast runner because if not, Ochako would probably notice his suppressants wearing off. "Fucking stupid pills," He swears under his breath and opens the door, leaning over the steering wheel to get to the glove compartment. Katsuki opens it and looks for a bright blue box that holds his savior for the day. "Where the fuck is it?" He slams it shut, sitting back in his seat. He thinks for a moment and inclines his heart to slow the fuck down.

The last time he needed them like this...

Where the fuck would he put them?

Fucking hell, this is Kiri's Jeep.

This isn't his car, so, of course, shit isn't going to be in the same place. He gets out of the front seat, slamming the door just as Ochako reaches the trunk. "Move."

"What is it-?" She starts to speak but Katsuki squeezes through her and searches in the trunk for a moment. He finds the suppressants and just shoves them in his pocket, turning around to help her unload everything.

"Nothing." He exhales through his mouth as he speaks and urges her to do something. "Use your Quirk for this so it's easier,"

"Ah, okay..." Ochako helps but still can't help but notice the look of dread on Katsuki's features.

~

While stopped at a stoplight, Katsuki ends up putting on some music (as you should as well; ily_kiribaku on Spotify). Ironically, 911 / Mr. Lonely starts to play.

Ochako, who's on her phone, doesn't notice but Katsuki grips the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turn pale. He hums the melody to the song, trying to calm his nerves on his own. He lets himself get lost in the song while simultaneously whispering the lyrics, his voice barely audible.

Ochako gets bored of her phone, turns it off, and directs her gaze to the window, watching the cars outside as they pass. Things like this make her happy. She's happy that she's gotten to a point in life where she's happy with herself and happy with who she's become. Being able to look out at the buzzing city as they cross a bridge back toward Katsuki's home, that's something her parents had to fight for and Ochako is glad that she can help them keep that.

Katsuki and Ochako.

Ochako and Katsuki.

They have their problems but they're closer together than they'd ever expected.

~

"Why'd you stop here?"

"I want some liquor." Katsuki and Ochako are stopped outside of a Konbini, a store that sells alcohol. The first to head inside is Katsuki, who already knows what he wants. Ochako quickly hurries after him and they enter the store together, attracting unusual glares. "Get one of whatever you want, I don't care anymore." He waves her away but she sticks close to him as he looks for whiskey.

His red eyes scan the rows and rows of liquor, and he stops walking when he finds what he's looking for. "Finally," He drops to a squat and Ochako finally walks to other bottles. He picks up a bottle of Suntory Whiskey Toki, standing up after. He looks to his left, wanting to get Ochako and get the hell home so he can indulge. She's not there though.

"Where the hell-?" He walks a few paces and turns the corner by a shelf and a sweet smell wafts to him and he nearly chokes on the scent. Ochako is around the corner, getting a fresh bottle of Umeshu.

She notices him by his fumes as well but tries to stay indifferent to spare his ego. "Can I get this?" He nods and takes the bottle from her, rushing to pay. Ochako tells him that she's going to go outside and wait and he acknowledges it. She goes to the door of the Konbini again, and opens it, running to sit on a nearby bench. She puts her purse down on the ground and puts her hands on the bench, exhaling a breath of relief.

Ohhh, nooo!! Her thoughts are loud in her head as she thinks to herself. He smelled soooo gooood, and to think I put my hands on him just yesterday...Ah, shit! What am I going to do! Ochako squeals and puts her hands on her face, activating her Quirk. He was kinda cute though...I wish I could've seen his face- WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING??

She doesn't even notice that she's floating nearly fifty feet away and when Katsuki comes outside he yells to her. "URARAKAAA! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??!" Ochako moves her hands from her face and looks around, realizing that she's floating away.

"OH- I-"

"COME DOWN HERE!!"

"I CAN'T REALLY-"

"JUST FALL- I'LL CATCH YOU!" That catches her off guard and her fingers all touch each other, and she starts to fall.

Bystanders are already recording it as the scene plays out;

Katsuki puts his bags down and sprints toward her, jumping as he uses his explosions to propel himself to her. Just as someone snaps a picture, he catches her, holding her close as they land. He's caught her in his arms and she's been caught in his arms.

People who're buying liquor usually would give no fucks about this but they can't lie and say it wasn't heroic of Katsuki. People look up to him for that reason, he'll save anyone no matter what.

People just stare in awe as the two heroes talk. "You're fine, right?" Ochako nods, too embarrassed to speak. She looks up at him as he holds her, looking into his eyes. Both of their eyes meet and she just seems to feel a change in his aura. He notices the subtle change as well, putting her down. "I don't gotta hold you no more, then,"

Ochako scurries to get her bag while Katsuki gets the bottles he put down. He starts to walk toward his car and she just stands there for a moment, wishing her heart would calm down. "B-Bakugo?!"

Katsuki turns around, their eyes meeting again. "What?"

"Um..." She hesitates for a moment. "Th-Thank you!" He scoffs and turns away.

"Hurry up, you idiot,"

~

Back at his house, Katsuki finally lets his guard down, letting an exasperated sigh leave his chest. As Ochako gets the last few things from the car, he gets his bottle of whiskey and a shot glass, pouring himself a shot. He doesn't waste a second before downing the glass in one go.

It burns his throat every single time he drinks it.

That's the point.

He forgot about the suppressants but he's so fucking done with pills today so he leaves it in his pocket, pouring another shot as Ochako comes inside the house, closing the front door. When she walks inside the kitchen and sees Katsuki taking shots, she barely knows what to say. "Um- I-"

"Shut the hell up."

"Okay then," She starts taking things out of the bags as he just stares at the wall, thinking. He thinks about a lot of things in the span of five minutes and Ochako brings him back to reality. "You want one?"

She's suddenly beside him, holding out a rice cracker. He stares at that next, but only for five seconds this time, turning to the sink to wash his hands. "No. Gonna start cooking then I guess we can do that shit you asked for-?" He washes his hands and she shrugs her shoulders, about to eat the food. He drys his hands and shifts back around, snatching the food from her and eating it. "'Kay, you're foona helf me," (You're gonna help me.)

Ochako smiles and nods, excited. "ALRIGHT!!" She takes off her coat and shoes, going to put them by the door, and washes her hands while Katsuki prepares himself to make ramen. He clears the counters of anything unnecessary and wipes them down with a damp paper towel. "What do you need me to do?"

"We're going to marinate the pork first so I need you to go in that cabinet," He points to the one he's referring to and Ochako hums. "And get a big bowl-"

"OKAY!!" She rolls her sleeves up and skips to the cabinet, looking for something ample enough. After a moment, she finds something and holds it out to Katsuki, who's gotten out everything he wants to put in the marinade. "Is this big enough?"

He looks at it and hisses. "Bigger than that, you dimwit!!" Katsuki has suitably put everything they need to make the ramen on the table and counters by the time Ochako has a bowl big enough for the job. "Have you made ramen bef-"

"Of course I have!!" She scoots over closer to him, trying to get in on the action. "How low do you think of me??"

"Very low..." He sighs and continues. "Anyway, have you marinated meat before?"

"Once. With my mom. At fourteen."

"So, ten fucking years ago?"

"Yep!"

"Amazing. Watch and learn-"

"I learn better with a more hands-on approach," Katsuki looks at her with disgust but lets her do it.

"Fine. You can do this and I'll teach you how," Ochako does a little victory dance and Katsuki decides it's fine. More drinking for me.

"So, what first?"

"There's a bunch of knives 'side you; Take one and cut the meat this way- not all the way through, though," He makes the motion with his hand and she tries to copy, to no fulfillment.

"H- What?" Katsuki goes up to her and takes the knife from her, doing one slice for her.

"Hope you're looking, 'cause I'm not doing this again," He gives her the knife and she furrows her brow as she tries to replicate what he did.

"Uh...??" Katsuki rolls his eyes but moves behind her, putting his hands atop hers, helping her properly cut it. "B-Bakugo??? What are-"

"Stop talking and watch," Ochako seems mildly distracted as he holds her hands but somehow still understands it. Her face goes pink from being flustered while Katsuki does two of the things he does best: Teaching and cooking. "Cut it like this, okay?"

"Yeah, thanks..." He moves away from her and watches as she cuts the meat.

"Then add some teriyaki sauce and add some soy sauce. Add a lot," He gets himself a glass this time and fills it with ice. "But add more teriyaki than soy-"

"Got it!!" She does what he instructed while he pours himself half a glass of whiskey. "Now what?"

"Take the seasonings and add a lot of everything- drape it all on the pork so it actually tastes good, though I doubt you could do that," Ochako purses her lips as he continues to tell her what to do. They end up genuinely talking about things to each other than just cooking and Katsuki ends up letting her further into his comfort zone. Maybe one step further but that's better than nothing.

After an hour and a half of cooking, dinner is done, and the sun is finally starting to set. Katsuki hasn't finished his glass of liquor but he doesn't want to get drunk for no reason. Ochako notices as she finishes putting the rest of the food away to save him the work. "Do you want some tea?"

Katsuki eyes her as she sets down his bowl of ramen and shrugs. "Sure,"

"Where's the kettle? Oh, and the tea?"

"Over there, above the stove," She makes him tea and comes back after a while with two Yunomi's. "What'd you make?" He takes the cup as she sits down.

"Soybean black tea with some honey and lime 'cause it was in the fridge," He puts his hands together as does she.

"Itidakimasu,"

Katsuki takes his chopsticks and first takes a piece of pork, putting it in his mouth. Ochako is staring at her running egg yolk as he savors what she's made. "S'not bad for a first-timer,"

"OH, REALLY?!?!" She gasps, her smile wide with enthusiasm. "THANKS!!"

Katsuki puts his utensils down and places his hands in his lap, looking away from her. Ochako's smile fades at the slight blush on his face and she herself flushes. "No, th-thank you, for- erm-" He stumbles upon his words, uncharacteristically awkward. "For the fucking food and for the tea and not j-just that but-" She looks back at him as he speaks, and he also looks at her, his pulse quickening. "But also- sticking with me and my annoying shit today- Thanks,"

Ochako's mouth is parted just a tiny bit but it turns to a smile after a moment. "It's no problem!!"

Katsuki feels weirdly comfortable with her like he can trust her with anything. And he feels like he wants her to feel the same way about him. Such a weird concept. Katsuki thinks about how she's more like him than she'd ever thought. He wonders if he can fall in love with more than one person. He wonders if Ochako is thinking about it the way he is.

She's thinking about how her heart reaches out to Katsuki. She can't place what it is that has had her attracted to him for so goddamn long but she thinks it's the way he's easy to talk to. Even though he seems difficult, he's nice in his own way. She thinks she's fallen in love with him all over again.

~

"What's this?" Katsuki holds up the bottle of Umeshu that Ochako got. They've been outside watching the stars and enjoying each other's company as the evening grows darker. Katsuki now asks about the alcohol from the doorway and Ochako, sitting on the stairs, answers his questions. "What's at the bottom-"

"That's Umeshu- it's wine-"

"I know that much, idiot," He says as he walks away to get another glass from inside. "But what's in it-? Smells fuckin' sweet,"

Ochako asks for a glass too and nods. "It is sweet- there's plums in the bottom-"

"Sounds gross," He comes to this conclusion but still pours himself some. "Ice?"

"Yeah. I think you'll like it," She says as he gets her glass.

"Here," He brings the glass toward her, and she thanks him.

"Thanks- go easy on the liquor, now-"

"Shaadup," Katsuki snarls, taking a sip as he sits down beside her. The taste is, at first, sweet like a plum. Then as he swallows, he notices the change in the flavor. "Oh. It has a sour aftertaste,"

"Do you like it?" He turns away from her as he takes a larger drink from his glass.

"Whatever...it's not horrible," They drink in silence until Ochako says something.

"Katsuki?"

"Don't call me that,"

"What did you think about me yesterday?" This time, he doesn't panic. It's probably the alcohol taking effect, but his heart stays at its normal rhythm for now. "I mean, the fact that I'm transgender?"

Katsuki turns his head to look at her in her eyes, making her feel nervous. "I didn't think anything of it." He isn't lying. "After I realized I wasn't having some weird wet dream, I just- I let it happen," He looks back up to the sky as if searching for a constellation. "In this day in age where we live, I don't think it's weird or unheard of- plus, I had no choice really. My body wanted you for some reason that I can't explain," Ochako learns that Katsuki is a talkative drunk. "But you've got a nice cock, I'll say that-"

She stares at him for another second before going red in the face. "WH-WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEEEANN?!?"

"It means what I said. Hits all the right spots-"

"Right- uh- okay..." Ochako hooks her arms around her knees and brings them to her chest as she continues. "But that- Th-that means a whole hell of a lot to me- Thanks..."

"The fact that you can fuck really good?"

"N-NO! NOT THAT!"

"Oh,"

"I meant the o-other thing you said...Thanks-"

"Don't thank me," Katsuki finishes his drink, puts it down, and looks at his arm. Before he starts thinking about what's on his arm, he pulls his sleeves down. "It's cold..." He says something he'll regret in the morning. "Can we- cuddle up for a moment? I'm tired,"

"Eh-? Well, isn't Kirishima coming home soon? I don't think he'd like to see us-" Katsuki leans his head on her shoulder, mumbling.

"He's staying at your house for the night...with Deku..." He says it with so much distaste that Ochako just feels like she should let him do whatever he wants. "Just a few minutes?"

"Ah-" She fumbles for a bit, realizing she can't say no to this. "Just a little while longer, okay?" Katsuki groans and she scoots closer to him, putting her arms around him as he nods off.

"Thanks,"

Chapter Text

"I think I should go home soon, actually-"

"Awwwhhh!" Izuku whines and scoots closer to Eijiro, nuzzling against the crook in his neck. "Can't you stay the night~~?" His face is pink and flushed from being drunk, and his hair is all down, resting on his back as he rests on Eijiro, who's just a little tipsy.

"I mean..." He seems to think about it for a moment then shakes his head. "I can't...I promised Kats I'd be home by tomorrow morning and you alwaaaayys make me stay longer in the mornings, don't you?" Izuku doesn't respond but he grumbles because he knows that Eijiro is right. "I can stay a little longer now, if you'd like?"

"Yes, please," Izuku continues to snuggle up against Eijiro, kissing his neck and face like a kitten. His lips travel to caress the redhead's lips, just giving him chaste, short things.

"Ah-" Izuku shifts his weight to sit completely atop Eijiro, properly kissing him. "Izu- Wai- Mmphf-!" Knowing how kissing is his weak point, Izuku uses his tongue as a weapon. Eijiro seems to fall for it, just for a second, but when they come up for air, he still smiles and tilts his head to the side.

"Did my plan work? Are you going to stay with me tonight?" His lopsided smile compliments his features well, as does a kiss on the tip of his nose, which brings a pink hue to Izuku's cheeks.

"I was just going to hold you, cuddle, then leave-"

"Eijiro?" He smiles at his name, intertwining his fingers with Izuku's.

"Yeah, Izu?" Hearing the nickname Eijiro uses, he feels a bit better to say what he wants to say.

"Uhhmm..." He lets the other brush his green bangs out of his eyes. "I'd rather you just leave than fuck me and leave."

"Oh," Eijiro and Izuku feel no tension between each other, just a bit of sorrow. "I'm sor-"

"Don't be," He smiles weakly and kisses him again, squeezing his hand. "It's fine if you want to go- I'll see you on Thursday, okay?"

Eijiro grins softly as well, kissing Izuku's hand before he responds. "...Yeah, I'll see you on Thursday,"

Then they both get a little needier and just cuddle for an extra forty-five minutes.

~

Eijiro finally comes home at 11:17, putting his shoes, keys, and coat in their selective places by the door. He sighs, happy to be home.

"Aahh...Katsuki, I'm home~" He whispers to himself as he makes his way from the front door to his bedroom. The door is ajar and the lights are off, so he turns the light on and pushes the door open a bit to check on Katsuki. "Ah?" He doesn't see anyone in the bed and thinks for a moment. Oh, yeah. He said Uraraka was over...I wonder if they're outside talking? He puts his bag down by the bedroom door then turns around, going through his living room to the deck outside his house.

He opens the door and sure enough, Katsuki and Ochako are outside. Oh, are they sleeping? No one has moved since he opened the door, so that's the best bet. It's a chilly night right now, the sky is pretty clearer than usual and the breeze blows all of their hair in their faces. Their backs are turned to Eijiro, who decides to wake them up. He inches steadily closer to them and taps Ochako's shoulder, to no avail.

"Um, Uraraka?" He lightly shakes her and they both groan but no one wakes up, so he moves to squat in front of them, this time tapping her with a little more pressure. "Ura?" She grumbles and properly sits up, which causes Katsuki to lightly fall into her lap.

"Mmmm...what?" She finally opens her eyes and slowly realizes where she is, his brain clicking. Before she can make a loud realization, Eijiro puts a finger to his mouth, gesturing to Katsuki, who's still sleeping. "Oh!" Ochako whisper-shouts and nods. "Sorry! Did you, um, want me to leave?"

Eijiro smiles and his hand drops back to his lap. "Well, I mean you could stay but I think Izu'd be pretty lonely, don't you think?" She breathes a laugh and looks around for a moment before answering him.

"Yeah..." Katsuki stirs, getting closer to her as they talk. "A-Are you-" Her smile seems shaky as does her voice and Eijiro's face looks more concerned than anything. "Are you mad?"

"Uh-?" He wasn't expecting Ochako to ask such a question and is taken back by it, but answers it even so. "No. Why would I be-"

"I don't know I just think that- I don't want you to think I'm trying to take him from you or anything I just- want to be his friend," Eijiro's face stays blank even after she's said what she's had to say. "I know how he- how he feels about you and Deku- I get it- you guys are close- best friends even- I don't mind but have you ever...heard how he talks about you two?"

"Y-Yeah..." He swallows, nervous that Katsuki could be awake and hearing the entire thing.

"I don't want you to think of me that way, okay?" Ochako doesn't wait for him to answer but shakes Katsuki awake. "Wake up, sleepy-head!"

"Ugghhmmnghnmm......" He groans loudly, turning over in her lap. "Shut uuupp..."

"You have to get up, Katsuki-"

"Don't call mehgh that-"

"GET UUPPP!!!"

"AAAAARRGH, OKAY!!" Katsuki stands up a bit too quickly and wobbles for a moment as the other two get up, Eijiro moving to the door to just watch while he processes.

"You okay?" As his eyes adjust and focus on her, he looks a little innocent, like he's just a stressed teenager who needs one night of sleep. Because of his tiredness, he just lets himself fall into her arms again and she unexpectedly catches him, hugging him. "Kats-?"

"Shut up. I'm tired." He doesn't even notice Eijiro by the door.

"Ah, okay..." And he just passes out again, this time nearly knocking Ochako over. "Um...Kirishima?"

The redhead clears his throat. "Yes?"

"I think I'll take that ticket home now," He smiles weakly as she tries to carry Katsuki toward him.

"Use your Quirk-"

"Oh, right!" The two of them transfer Katsuki from Ochako to Eijiro in a matter of minutes and once he's in bed sleeping peacefully, they properly talk. "Thanks for helping,"

"Oh, it's nothing," He checks the time on his phone then crosses his arms over his chest. "But thank you for coming over- spending time with him- Being his friend, I mean,"

Ochako looks shocked for a minute then responds. "Uh- you're welcome," She sighs and keeps talking. "Why do you say that?"

"I just- Usually it's me who brings all his friends over to hang out and stuff and even though we have the same friend group, Katsuki doesn't really interact with them he just shuts himself out," He looks back at his bedroom door, hearing the light snoring. "I don't know- I just want him to actually go out there and make some friends- and sure, he gets overprotective and stubborn as hell but once people get used to it, I'm sure he'd have a lot of friends,"

"I get it," She's not planning on elaborating but she understands Katsuki more than Eijiro can fathom. "I'll make sure he at least has me," Ochako looks away and continues. "For you,"

Then neither of them say anything and after a while, Eijiro speaks. "Thanks, again." She nods. "But I gotta get to bed and I'm sure-"

"Yeah- I'll go- Good night,"

"Night,"

~

The next day, the first to be awake is Katsuki. It's eight in the morning but they both have the day off. He knows exactly why and yet it unnerves him. He doesn't want to be so goddamn nervous this early in the morning but he feels like he did something.

He gets out of bed as quietly as possible and decides to run into the shower. He's going to go in there and wash himself as if doing that would wash away all his sins.

There's no reason he has to let yesterday fuck with his head so he won't let it happen.

~

As Katsuki gets out of the bathroom fully refreshed, his phone rings. He curses the damn thing for being so loud at eight in the morning and Eijiro groans, putting a pillow over his head.

Katsuki answers the phone, the toothbrush in his mouth not stopping him from cursing the person on the other end out. "Who the fuck is calling me right now?"

"It's me," He knows who the 'me' is before she finishes. "Uraraka!"

"Oh," He continues to brush his teeth. "I'mf kinfuh bffhy rifgh mow-"

"What?"

He rolls his eyes and finishes doing what he's doing before talking again. Once his mouth is rinsed out and he's sure his pearly whites will stay perfect, he responds. "I'm kinda of busy right now-"

"OH, THAT'S FINE I JUST HAVE A QUICK QUESTION-"

"Which is?"

"Do you- Uh- Remember any of last night?" He stops for a moment and furrows his brow.

What's the shame in honesty? Katsuki regrets even thinking about that. Nevermind; There's a lot of shame why am I lying to myself right now? "Uh- Yeah,"

"Oh! That's- That's good!" Ochako sounds a bit strained and blows a bit of air between her lips before continuing. "Anyway- That's all I really wanted to know- In case you forgot-"

"Great. Bye." Katsuki hangs up.

He doesn't even know what the hell he did but it can't be that bad.

Said every Omega in heat ever, okay Katsuki, you're acting like a high-class dumbass.

"Katsuki?" The latter flinches at his name, surprised at the sudden noise.

"Uh- Yeah?" He looks over to Eijiro, who's moved the pillow so now he can see one red eye, staring at him.

"Who was that?" He grumbles again, turning on his back and putting the pillow beside him. "So early in the morning, innit?"

"Ah, just-" He puts his phone back into his pocket and walks over to the edge of the bed. "Just a telemarketer,"

"Oh, okay..." He closes his eyes again and nearly drifts back off to sleep.

"Don't go to sleep on me just yet, dumbass," He leans over Eijiro and kisses him, making him open his eyes and put his hand on Katsuki's. They both smile a bit as the blonde talks. "You can go back to bed when our anniversary is over, 'kay?"

Eijiro sits up and kisses Katsuki's hand. "Okay, Honey,"

"Told you to stop callin' me that,"

"And I said I will when you stop calling me Bubba,"

"You're evil,"

"I'm not, you're just adorable,"

Chapter Text

"Here's breakfast!" Ochako says, putting down a bowl of Okayu for Izuku and one across his for her. On this cool Wednesday morning, Ochako and Izuku are up early to go to work at around ten o'clock. The woman has her hair in a very messy bun though her bangs are just out in every direction but down. She also has one of Izuku's baby blue shirts on that says boyfriend shirt with leggings that fit snuggly on her curves and some white, fuzzy socks that she likes to wiggle her toes in. The man didn't bother to do anything with his hair, and it rests on his back as he looks at his food. His pajamas consist of too-short shorts and a long-sleeve shirt that feels too soft to change out of.

Instead of his usual green tea with just a dash of lemon and honey, Izuku has settled on coffee and Tylenol to make last night's hangover dissipate and his energy come back. "Okayu?" He questions and picks up his spoon after saying "Itdakimasu."

"Yup!" Ochako sits down across from him and gets her spoon as well, ready to eat. "You know how it is...Just one of those days-"

"Oh, you're homesick?" He looks at her with a soft gaze and she seems lost for a moment then brushes it off.

"W-WEll- not really, I'M FINE, YOU KNOW? JUST KINDA THINKING ABOUT THEM-"

"Then, Ochako," She stops talking at her first name and focuses on her breathing. "Call them. You don't have to sit here eating porridge to cope-"

"You're right- But what if they don't answer I mean it's kinda early anyway I should just eat-"

"I'll call my mom too, okay?" Izuku takes in another spoonful of porridge and smiles. "I need to check on her too,"

"Ah- Izu-" He's already dialing his mother's number before she can stop him.

"Good morning, mom!" He waves her away to call her mother and Ochako reluctantly gets her bearings as well as her phone. "Oh, yeah I have to work at ten today..."

His voice fades out as she goes back to their bedroom where she left her phone. The object is resting on the nightstand and Ochako picks it up, turns it on, and takes a deep breath. She often gets these moments where she wants to talk to her parents, but either chickens out or convinces herself they don't want to talk to her.

"What's wrong?" Ochako looks around and her eyes land on the doorway, which Izuku is leaning on.

"N-Nothing-"

"We both tell that lie a lot," He moves from the door to stand in front of her, taking his hands out of his pockets. "Please? Tell me what's wrong?" He sits down beside her and his hands inch their way toward hers.

"Um..." She sighs, holding his hand instead of the phone. "I just- I can't do it. I can't call my mom and just- pretend like nothing's wrong-"

"You can't. But you can at least call-"

"Can you?" Izuku tilts his head to the side, confused.

"What?" Ochako picks up her phone again, turning it on and off.

"Can you call them- and just- start it off for me?" Izuku blinks then looks at her with a soft glance. "I don't know what I'm going to say- they just like you better-"

"No, they don't like me better," He gives her his undivided attention as he gets his phone from his pocket, talking with a reassuring nature. "I'm only calling because I love you. I want you to try talking to her, okay?"

"What happened to your mom?" Ochako deviates with another question like how she always does, making Izuku smile.

"She said she had a date, actually-"

"Oh, that's-"

"Ochako," The brunette flushes at her name, something Izuku only uses in that tone of voice when he really needs her attention. "You can't run away from your fears- something I learned the hard way and you know that-"

"I do," She nods and looks down at her hands. In her mind, Izuku sometimes sounds like a wise man, someone who knows almost too much for his own good. Knowledge is a good thing to have but it can be scary to her.

He kisses her cheek and pushes her hair behind her ear. "You can do this, I absolutely know you can," Such a short sentence has too much effect on Ochako and she knows it. It's what her dad used to tell her. If there wasn't anyone else in her life, it'd be him. Even as a young child, she remembers her father's encouragement toward her dreams and ambitions. The only thing she could ever wish for was support.

"Hi, Mr. Uraraka! Yeah, it's been a while, hasn't it?" Izuku speaks calmly to her dad like he was his son. It makes the edges of her mouth twitch, ready to birth a smile but she can't possibly smile in a situation like this. "We've been good, thanks for asking- and you?" Her head spins with thoughts of doubt, even though she wishes she wouldn't think of things like this. "She's right here, actually...Oh? Yeah, she'd like to speak with you first, if that's alright? Give me a second then," A few seconds pass then Izuku moves his phone from her face, trying to hand it to his girlfriend. "Here-?"

The phone hangs in the air for a moment to Ochako, as if grabbing it would make the Earth stop spinning. At least, that's what it feels like. To not think about that outcome, she takes the object, putting a shaky hand to her ear. "Um..." She closes her eyes, wanting her heart to slow down on a whim. "H-Hello?"

The person on the other line is indeed, her father. "Ochako?"

"Y-Yeah, dad?"

"Ochako, babygirl, it's been a while!" The voice of her dad both comfort and scares her a tiny bit.

"Yeah, it has been a bit- hasn't it?"

"When are you and Deku gonna see your ol' parents again?"

"Daad~!" She looks down at her hand in Izuku's, squeezing his hand. "I will...someday-"

"I'll wait then!"

"Uhm- Actually, dad?" She takes a look at Izuku beside her and he nods, urging her on. "Can I- Can I talk to mom?"

~

"Katsukiii~~!!" Eijiro whines, holding the blonde's hand as tight as physically possible. "Can I take this off?"

"SHUT UP!" Katsuki snarls at Eijiro, keeping his composure as his hand loses circulation. "Fuck. Sorry. I'll stop yelling-"

"It's okay. That's progress~~" Eijiro praises him and a smile spreads across his face as he speaks. As of now, Katsuki has a blindfold on his lover's face. He's taken his lover to an undisclosed location for their anniversary and he's planning on keeping it a surprise until he says otherwise. They're still in their car, both ready to take the day by the collar and show it who's boss, but first, Katsuki kisses Eijiro for a moment, then takes off the blindfold.

"Happy five-years, dumbass,"

Eijiro tilts his head to the side, his brow furrowed as his eyes adjust to the brightness of the outside world. "Huh?"

"Okay," Katsuki rolls his eyes but his management skills kick in. "First, get out of the car then I'll explain it to you,"

"Okay...?" Eijiro may be confused but he still gives Katsuki's hand another kiss before letting go and getting out of the car. "I'm sorry, but-" He looks around as Katsuki locks the door then moves closer to Eijiro before they start walking. "Where are we?"

Holding Eijiro's hand again, Katsuki walks and talks. "Remember when you told me you wanted to get pets?" Nodding, Eijiro looks at the building ahead of him. On the outside, it looks as old as the library down the street, cracks, and crumbles everywhere in the pavement and concrete seeming as if it'll cave in at any second as they walk across it. "Well...I may or may not be allowing it to happen right now-"

"You're finally letting me get a dog??" Eijiro looks over to Katsuki as they walk, going inside the building. The inside looks practically abandoned like it hasn't been touched for years. "REALLY-?!"

"Baby-" The blonde glares at him, wishing he would use his inside voice.

"Okay, okay- sorry I'll be quiet..." The redhead inhales and exhales, semi-relaxing himself before whispering. "But a dog??"

"Yes, a dog," Katsuki hisses right back to him, his eyes smiling instead of his mouth. "Now, I'm going to go inside there and you're going to contain yourself, okay?" Eijiro nods frantically, excited as if he's a dog about to meet other dogs for the first time. Once assured that his boyfriend will behave, Katsuki looks ahead again and they find themselves in front of a door, stairs behind them. He realizes he can hear the barking, squawking, hissing, and crying of the animals behind the door and he mentally prepares himself. "Okay. Let's go," He puts his hand on the knob and opens the door, putting one foot in front of the other with Eijiro.

"Hi!" A very loud and energetic woman greets them as soon as they walk in, scaring the shit out of Eijiro. "Welcome to your local rescue cent-" Once she comes into view, both she and Eijiro gasp. "EIJ?"

"ASH?" Katsuki chuckles under his breath and lets his lover go hug one of his best friends. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME THING!" Mina Ashido squeezes Eijiro tight as the animals get rowdy from all the commotion. Once they've held each other for long enough, they back away and Mina slowly cocks her head to the side. "Wait a damn minute-" Her yellow pupils shift to Katsuki, who looks directly away. "OH! SO THIS WAS-"

"SHUT UP! JUST-" He makes random gestures with his hands as Eijiro looks between the two of them, Mina smirking and Katsuki nervously blabbering. "DO WHAT WE'RE HERE FOR!"

"Alright, okay..." She lets go of Eijiro and moves to the desk to the left of Katsuki, getting some forms and papers from it. "Anyway," Eijiro hums, waving to the barking dogs in cages while Mina continues. "This is your local rescue center, would you like to adopt or drop off a rescue?" She looks up, her smile not fading as Katsuki answers.

"You know why I'm here. Stop playing dumb," Giggling, she puts all the forms on a clipboard and holds them out for Katsuki to get off the wall and take.

"Protocal, Katsuki," He picks up the pen, reads, and signs as he talks, Eijiro too infested with the animals to spare them a thought.

"Yeah, whatever- Katsuki Bakugo, I'm scheduled for 10:30 a.m," His snarls send the animals into more disarray but as Mina walks from the desk to lead the couple to where they need to be. "Can you do your fucking job now?"

"Sure can! Eij," The man finally comes back into the same astral plane that they're in, and answers.

"Yeah?" He stands up, turning to properly look at her.

"We're going to go meet the animals now, 'kay?" She turns around and starts walking and they follow.

"But- aren't these the animals?" Mina laughs.

"Oh, Katsuki, you're the best, y'know that?"

"Shut the fuck up and do your job,"

"OH, about that-" Eijiro continues talking as they make their way down a maze of hallways. "Why're you here?"

"Side hustles, baby!" Mina finally stops by a door labeled 1789. "Here we are!" She turns around and her smiles shrink at the look on their faces; Eijiro overly excited and nervous at the same time makes his features morph into this weird smiley, confused, blushy mess while Katsuki has what seems like a resting-bitch-face, but he's just as nervous as his lover. The blush on his cheeks gives him away and he holds Eijiro's hand out of habit. "You guys ready?"

This gives them a chance to silently confirm with each other and they do, being able to read the other's mind.

You ready, Kats?

Of fucking course I'm ready.

Katsuki hands her the clipboard before Eijiro responds for them both. "Yep. Let's go, Ash," Turning the doorknob, Mina opens the door and lets them walk in first.

In the room are two animals, a cat, and a dog as well as another human. "That's good, Jamie, you can go-" The said Jamie nods with a smile, acknowledging the two off-duty heroes on her way out. "There ya go, Eij," She pulls the chair from the tiny desk in the corner, sitting on it and gesturing to the animals in their cages. The room isn't too big, no windows, no color, nothing of that sort. The only items in the space are the food bowls meant for the animals and a litter box for the cat. "The cat's a female Manx and the dog's a male Huskey,"

It doesn't matter to Eijiro though. He feels his heartstrings pulled as Mina continues to tell him more about them as Katsuki leans his head on his shoulder. "They've both been abused verbally and physically- it got so bad that they both have permanent scars; One on the Huskey's eye, one on the Manx's stomach-" Both animals are very quiet, the brown and white canine just staring at the foreign humans and the feline huddled in a corner with her back turned toward them. "And she's pregnant," Katsuki knew this, of course since he's been here before, but hearing it again makes him feel something different than before. "Eij..."

"Yeah?"

"You can go up to them if you'd like," Eijiro has been itching to do so, and when actually given permission, he doesn't move at all.

"Go on," Katsuki lets go of his hand and nudges him toward them with his foot. "I'll be here."

"Ah," He meets eyes with the male again and finally gives in. "Okay...hey there buddy," The Huskey backs into the cage further as Eijiro nears, whining. "Aw, don't be afraid- I won't hurt you..." The Manx doesn't even pay him any mind but Katsuki knows that cat isn't really ignoring him. "Can I?"

"Yeah, open it- see if he likes you-" Eijiro slowly opens the cage, backing up a bit to let the dog out.

"How old are they?" Katsuki asks, genuinely curious.

"She's barely one, he's less than one I believe," Eijiro coos again and holds out his hand for the pup to sniff. "They don't even respond to any names." Mina shakes her head. "How can you do that to an animal? What's wrong with people?"

"People are disgusting. We're all just trying to live on the same planet that's going to go into eternal damnation when the sun explodes and you'd think we'd be a bit nicer to each other and earth's inhabitants." Katsuki scowls but before Mina can answer, Eijiro speaks.

"There you go! That's a good job!" The Huskey trusts Eijiro enough to lick his hand, which nearly sends him straight into tears. "Good boy!" His tail twitching with excitement, the dog lets himself get head scratches, to a certain extent, which makes Eijiro coddle him even more.

Without speaking, Katsuki's legs move on their own, steering him to the Manx's cage. He saw the cat just a few days ago but he'd like to observe her a bit more. He opens the cage as well, sighing. "Hey..." He doesn't know what to say. He's not like Eijiro. He doesn't know what to say to a cat who's barely been alive for a year and that year was spent being abused, bred, and harassed for whatever money some old guy wanted to milk from a cat. "You gonna ignore me?" Mina notices all the familiarity between the men and the said animals and excuses herself.

"I'll be outside if you need anything," She takes her leave before anyone can say anything.

Katsuki keeps his hands in his pocket, not wanting to disturb the cat without obvious permission. He clicks his tongue a few times and the feline finally moves. She gets on all fours and stalks to the adjacent corner, sitting down and staring at him. Her spotted fur seems on end and Katsuki notices, treading lightly as he speaks. "Remember me?" The cat yawns but makes no move to him. "I gave you free scratches and you don't remember me? Okay, well, I remember you though. I got you some sardines." She tilts her head to the side, seeming to recognize the word. After a moment, the cat licks her lips and she moves around a bit, coming a bit closer to Katsuki. "There we go..." He has the fish in a ziplock bag which is in his pocket, so he takes it out of his pocket and holds it up for her. He boiled the fish before leaving so he wouldn't accidentally poison the cat and Ashido cleared him for treats.

"Mrrroow..."

One tiny mewl comes from her and Katsuki finally gives her a tiny scratch under her chin. "...Here you go..." He picks one of the fish out of the bag and holds it out for her, to which she responds by snatching it out of his hand. "Oh, no, see what we're not gonna do is that-" The Manx cowers back into the corner and eats the fish, ignoring Katsuki until done. When she comes back to him for more, he narrows his eyes, and a Tsk forms on his lips. "Behave and you'll get more, okay?" Her bright yellow eyes that contrast with her black, brown, and white fur stare at him for a moment longer before she licks his fingers, silently asking for more. "Words?" The cat continues to lick his finger but every now and then there's a small meow. So, Katsuki gives her another fish, which she gently takes in her mouth but scurries back into her corner. "Good girl..."

"Good with cats, Katsuki?" Eijiro whistles, making the Huskey bark. He's now spoiling the puppy with tummy scratches and kisses and the sight softens Katsuki's hard exterior. "Look my honey is good at everything, isn't he? He sure is, yes he is~~!"

"I didn't know you liked dogs that much, Eij," He replies, ignoring the compliments.

"I love dogs- I grew up with one, remember?"

"Yeah, you've told me the story a thousand times, babe, I think I fucking know-"

"I want them both." Katsuki stops and his mouth his left parted for a second, his brain taking a moment to process.

"What?"

"The cat and the dog. I want to take them both home." Katsuki's face is blank for a moment, having not expecting such a response.

"Don't you like the dog better? We don't have to-"

"But you like the cat, right?" This stops them both for a moment until Eijiro stands up and faces Katsuki, and the Huskey notices the tension, staying quiet. "I also want what's best for you and if you like the cat I want them both, uh- if possible-" He adds, looking back down at the puppy.

"Fine, then," Katsuki agrees, a thin smile on his face. "I'll go- uh- tell Ash," Eijiro nods and he gives one last glance to the Manx before turning on his heel to the door.

~

"Awre you weedy to goo~?? I know you awwreee, yesh you awree!" Eijiro uses his baby voice on the Huskey as he puts the dog in the backseat, while Katsuuki does the same (minus the baby voice) to the Manx. "Awweee~~ What a gud boy you aree!!" The canine yaps accordingly to the praise while Katsuki closes his car door then goes to the trunk, helping Mina put all the things in the trunk.

"And just to make sure, if and when you name them," She reminds him as he closes the trunk. "Call me so I can document it so if you go to the vet or anything we have their files and stuff-"

"Yeah, yeah, Pinky, I got it," Katsuki, like always, says he's got it.

"Great. Then, I guess I'll see you later then?"

"Don't count on it," He grins and she jogs across the parking lot, waving.

"BYEE, EIJIRO!!"

"BYEEE, ASHIDO!!"

~

"Where the hell are we now, Eijiro?" Katsuki queries, looking around at all the nature. It's around noon, the sun is shining overhead but the clouds keep blocking it from everyone, making shadows leave and appear every other second. He and Eijiro are just standing there, holding hands with the Manx close by and the Huskey pawing at Eijiro's legs and feet.

"The great outdoors, Katsuki, the great outdoors- OUCH~!" Katsuki suddenly smacks his shoulder. Being on a random hill doesn't appeal much to him.

"You idiot~!!" He looks at the clearing in front of him, the grass green, healthy, and vibrant as it blows in the wind. The shrubbery on both the right and left side of the couple and animals seems to go on and on for miles, though staring directly ahead, only the sky is visible. It's as if they could just keep walking for an eternity and they still wouldn't reach the ends of the earth. "Where are we?"

"I haven't the slightest idea," Another hit. "OKAY, OKAY!! WE'RE AT MY FAVORITE SPOT IN THE WORLD!" Katsuki glances at him.

"And, what do you mean by that?" Eijiro lets go of his hand and jogs to the car which isn't parked too far away and the dog follows, sniffing things along the way. "Ki- Eij, what-" He sifts through the trunk, and after a while, a comes back with a woven basket, cooler, and the pet's food bowls. He puts them in the clearing then runs back to go get the food for them and once back, he rushes to set everything up while Katsuki awkwardly watches.

Five minutes later, there's a grey blanket on the grass, a tan basket on one corner of the blanket, a cooler on another, and food bowls set up beside the blanket with water and food in them. Eijiro walks up to Katsuki, whose brow is furrowed with his hands shoved in his pockets and his hair blowing in the wind. "This is- My very poor attempt at an anniversary- lunch? Dinner? It's too early for dinner but I planned it to be dinner and I know this is super cheesy and corny and you're probably fighting the urge to walk away from me but I'm asking- no, begging you to at least spare my feelings and pretend to want to do this-"

"Kirishima-" Katsuki tries to interject but Eijiro keeps talking.

"I just want to make you feel special and nothing I can do can make up for all the years we lost or make up for what you've given me or anything-"

"Eij, I-" He keeps the words going before the tears start flowing.

"I-I just want to be happy. I want you to be happy. Us to be happy. I l-love you too much to see you in pain like how the last few years were, I j-just want the best for you and this is the only way I-" Scratch that. He's crying either way.

"EIJIRO KIRISHIMA!!" Everyone flinches, including Katsuki, who said it.

"S-Sorry-"

"NO! DON'T FUCKING- DON'T GO DECIDING SHIT ON YOUR OWN!" His face turns red from the anger but Eijiro can no longer speak. "I DON'T KNOW WHO TOLD YOU THAT I NEED YOU BUT THEY'D BE RIGHT!" The expression on his face goes from solemn to surprise even as Katsuki continues yelling. "I LOVE YOU, GODDAMNIT! I NEED YOU! I WANT YOU!" He takes a step toward Eijiro and grabs his hands in his own. From the steady stream of emotions coming from Katsuki, he can't focus on his Quirk and emotions so he feels Eijiro's hands harden as the explosions start to pop and crackle under the pressure. "We can't turn back time. We fucking can't. And, I-I know how you feel and how you felt, Eijiro, I know. But we couldn't do anything about it then and we can't do anything about it now. The only goddamn thing we can do is move on. I- I...I can't move on without you so why the hell do you think I'd leave?"

Dumbfounded and shocked, Eijiro doesn't know what to say. "Katsuki, I-"

"No. Let me kiss you first." So he does just that. He pulls the 6'2" (189cm) male down by his hands and their lips meet, Katsuki putting his arms around his neck to support himself as he has a mini-makeout with the very love of his life. They kiss and kiss until they remember they were having a conversation beforehand, and it's Katsuki who pulls away ever so slightly, despite the fact that he doesn't want to. "Fuck...You can...speak now-"

"Katsuki." He can't help but steal one more kiss before letting Eijiro speak. "I- I have zero words to explain how much I love you- I just physically could never express how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you...I told you when we graduated that I wanted too much from you. That I was...too scared to tell you..."

"...And I told you that being selfish once in a while isn't bad..."

"So, then I told you I'd tell you one day." With no mythical explanation, Katsuki has a feeling he already knows what Eijiro is going to say. The words don't even form in the back of his throat before Katsuki knows. He understands just by looking into those crimson red eyes. The irises that sparkle even in the darkness. The ones that never have looked down on him in his entire life. He knows.

"Eijiro, I-"

"So, I'm telling you today. I-" He takes in a deep breath before continuing. "I want to spend the rest of my short, meaningless life with you Katsuki. I want to wake up with you every single goddamn day of my life. I want to properly call you mine, mark you, claim you, and I want you to claim me right back- It's been five years- not even, it's been over a decade since I met you and you just- you were so perfect and so amazing...I-I don't even know why you took my hand that day I really don't- but you did. A-And when you looked at me, acknowledged me, I felt like someone noticed me. Actually noticed me. So, to thank you for that-" Eijiro slowly lets go of Katsuki, who now has a few tears running down his cheeks, and puts a hand in his pocket, grabbing hold of Katsuki's right hand in the process of getting on one knee. Once his right hand returns to the light, Katsuki sees the box in hand and, although he knew what was coming, he gasps in spite of himself. "Will you marry me?"

At this moment, time seems to stop. The world seems to stop spinning. They forget about the dogs or cats laying in the grass waiting, Izuku and Ochako nowhere near their minds. The answer is written across his face before he even opens his mouth. When he does, he can barely get it out. "Y-" Eijiro looks blurred in his vision, tears clouding what he wants to see the most. "YeSSAAH!" This time, Eijiro pulls the blonde down to kiss him because if he hadn't done that, he'd sob right now.

It's inevitable. They're going to sob. They are. But right now, all they need is just a few tears shed to categorize these feelings that they're feeling. From the sudden movement, both rescues become avid, and the Huskey starts to lick their faces while the Manx scratches them and Eijiro becomes noisy as well. "A-KISS OUWWW!! SMOOOOCH A-AH!"

"GOD, YOU'RE SUCH A DORK AND IDIOT AND YOU'RE MY DORKY-IDIOT OH MY GOOOOD- I LOVE YOU I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL MURDER YOU FOR PROPOSING TO ME, EIJIRO KIRISHIMAAAAA!!"

Chapter Text

~Many hours later~

"So you brought me champagne and- Apple Cider?" Katsuki says for about the fifth time this evening. He's half-drunk while Eijiro is completely sober but feeling as high as the sky.

"Noooo, you very adorable but dumb blonde~!"

"I'm not dumb! Blondes are not dumb-"

"I'm joking~~" He takes a sip of the apple cider and Katsuki downs the rest of the champagne in his glass, pouring himself more. "I bought you liquor because I know you'd want it and I bought myself something non-alcoholic so someone can drive us home~"

"Oh. I can drive."

"No. You cannot."

"Finnee...I can't drive- as of now- but I can get you to tell me why this is your most favorite spot in the world, can't I?" He looks down at the sleepy cat in his lap, stroking her.

"Yeah...you sure can, baby...you can do anything to me- OWCH!" Eijiro gets a flick to the nose and Katsuki grimaces.

"I will not have you seduce me just because I am a very horny Omega which also happens to be engaged to you, okay?" Eijiro nods but he plans on doing more than seducing Katsuki later. "Now, tell me."

"Alright! Alright!" He lays down on his back and the Huskey runs over to him, jumping over him then circling the grey blanket before deciding to lay down beside Eijiro. "So...the story starts with Eijiro Kirishima. Five or six years old, no dad, just two amazing moms who taught me better than any dad could. After my mami came into the picture, my mom and her didn't really know what to do to bond with me...with me being a little boy and these two lesbians having no idea to replace some guy that got my mom pregnant at 16. So mami was like 'let's go to a park!'. Pretty weird, isn't it? The park didn't work out; I didn't like other people nor did I like mami back then-"

"Why not?" Katsuki finally says something, tired of just listening. "You're very nice and kind and friendly how could you of all people not bond with people?" Eijiro tilts his chin up and sighs.

"People change, I guess..." He seems to forget the rest of the story for a moment, the ambiance of the city just below them filling the silence. He stares at the blue sky as it slowly fades into deeper purple, stars starting to sparkle in the late evening. After a while of pondering, he finally continues. "I didn't like mami even though she was trying her best; Dating my mom, juggling jobs, and trying to love me all at once must've been a lot. Out of pure consideration for me, she thought it'd be better to go someplace less overflowing with people...my mom thought it'd be weird since I wouldn't say anything to them even when alone. But surprisingly enough, she took us here and we all bonded. We got to know each other. Turns out, this is where they got engaged when I was ten or so. So I thought, maybe I oughta do this for you. Maybe I'd finally get all the magic it brings or whatever mami said-" He's cut off by Katsuki's sniffling.

He thinks he's misheard, so he sits up as does the Huskey when Katsuki starts taking in large rushes of air, trying to muffle them with his hand. Eijiro's frozen as his lover slowly descends into tears, so many that he can't control them. He's just crying and crying, sobbing uncontrollably as Eijiro watches, unable to move. "G-GOOOOOD, EIJIRO I- SOB I C-CAN'T E-EVEN- SNIFFLE SP-SPEAK BECAUSE OF Y-Y- AUUGHH!!" Finally able to feel his limbs again, Eijiro moves toward Katsuki, pulling him into his chest as he sob-screams. The Manx has found her way out of the commotion, going to the other side of the blanket to sleep comfortably. "I CAN'T F-FINISH MY FUUUUCKING ALCOHOL B-BECAUSE OF Y-YOOUGH GAASP AND I-IT HURTS-!! GOD, EIJ, I'M SAD AND HORNY DO YOU KN-KNOW HOW BAD THAT IS?"

Eijiro doesn't speak anymore as Katsuki just loses himself in his arms, the tears are seemingly nonstop as they fall. They just wrap their arms around each other to escape every other reality they've placed themselves in, forgetting everything else.

~

"I-I'm goinf in da shooowerr- kay?" Katsuki slurs his words horribly and doesn't even wait for a response before going into the bathroom, closing the door. Eijiro doesn't have time to spare with the animals running around and observing their new home as he finds places in the previously desolate house for these new additions.

Even though he doesn't have time, his thoughts are riddled with Katsuki. The fact that Katsuki, the guy he's been affiliated with for years on end, accepted. Accepted him. His very being and soul, all of Eijiro Kirishima.

His mind multitasks when it pleases, and this is one of the times it pleases, so he thinks about wedding ceremonies and simultaneously puts up cages. He walks to his very lonely bedroom, closes the door, and gathers his clothes though he's fantasizing about a honeymoon. The stridency from behind the bathroom door is the only thing that averts his thoughts to one thing: Katsuki Bakugo.

"BUUUUBBAAA!!!" The call from his fiance startles him but he makes good use of acting when he responds.

"YEAH?"

"CAN YOU BRING ME A TOWEL??"

"YEAH, I CAN!" He scrambles to his feet, his desire to marry Katsuki staying close by his side.

A few moments later, Eijiro opens the door, his body immediately engulfed with the humidity of the space. With the way the house was built, the shower is practically see-through, just covering Katsuki's lower half. That's unfortunate for the Alpha, who wants to do unspeakable things to the Omega at this moment but that marble that's hiding his body is holding him back. Once he reaches the tile that separates his eyes from his lover, he looks up at the ceiling, the lights, the tiny chip of paint on the wall. Just anything besides Katsuki. Because if it is Katsuki, he might just sink into his excitement, let it cloud his head. Let it cloud his judgment.

"Iiidiiooott~?" He hears his lover call him, but when he turns to him, he covers his eyes, holding out the towel in his right hand. "Thanks..." He pushes the shower door open with a click and takes the towel, putting it over the shower door. When the door doesn't close, Eijiro peeks through his hand a bit. "Eij? What're you doing?"

"Uhm..." He closes his fingers and looks father away, his hand feeling hot and uncomfortable on his overheating face. "I was- j-just giving you your- towel- y-you knowAH!" He yelps when a wet hand moves his own off his face, taking him by surprise.

"Calm down...you've seen it all before- HEY!" Katsuki snaps to get Eijiro to look at him. "What is your problEMMPGHF!!" He gets his fair share of surprises of the day when Eijiro kisses him, not worrying about the water in his hair, dripping down his neck. He pulls Eijiro's wet face off of his own, though he still gets pushed further into the shower and gets pressed against the wall. Katsuki would to cringe at the soaking-wet clothes his lover's sporting but his mind is far from that.

"I can't control myself anymore, Katsuki, I-" He's looking at him with these shaking red eyes again that make Katsuki feel like he should be sorry for him like there's something traumatic about his past he's not letting on. His body language paints a different picture though; His hands continuously explore his body, making him feel giddy and impatient as he listens to his words. "I'm so horny right now, though it's not manly to blurt out- I just- you're so perfect and I can't help but feel like I want to knot you everytime I see you like this-"

"Then," Katsuki interrupts, grinning slyly like a child telling you they just stole their favorite candy from the store. "Knott me. Surely you haven't forgotten how to do that just yet, right Eijiro~♥?" He may have been sobbing his eyes out just a while ago, but after most crying sessions, he feels like he could either do whatever he pleases or nothing at all. "While you're at it, you might as well mark up my nape- make me completely yours and yours only."

Could you guess which he's feeling right about now?

~

While the newly engaged couple participates in something resembling what they think will be their honeymoon night, Izuku and Ochako are in bed, just staring at the wall and ceiling. Ochako has underwear on but her top half is covered by the blanket they're under. She's the one staring at the wall for various reasons.

She's thinking about Katsuki Bakugo. There's only so far one girl can go before blurting out the truth. He obviously doesn't remember what happened so there's no point in pressuring him about it since nothing happened...but what if he thinks something happened that did not happen but in all honesty, I wish something had happened because there's nothing happening here... Her thoughts are interrupted by a disturbance.

The disturbance is her near-naked boyfriend. Sighing, Izuku turns on his side, snuggling up to Ochako. "Y'know, it's not your fault-"

"It is though-" She sits up and puts her bra back on, gently brushing Izuku away. "I'm just distracted and you know me I can't focus on two things at once and I definitely cannot have sex while thinking about my parents so-" She stands up and looks at him after putting her hair in a ponytail. "It is my fault," Ochako sees the defeated look on Izuku's face and leans over, kissing him. "It is not you."

"Mmm...okay..." He sits up as well, turning on the bedside lamp to his left. When he turns back to Ochako, she's putting her hair in a low ponytail, now with a black shirt that shows a tiny bit of cleavage on. "Are you- going somewhere?"

"Yeah," She looks on the floor for some pants to shove on. "I'm going out for a drink with Ash- er- Mina and I are going out for a couple of drinks- but I swear I'll be back soon and I won't get drunk either 'cause that won't be very fun for you or me but I just-" She buttons up her jeans and turns back around. "I want a night out and a drink, if you don't mind," She remembers to smile and Izuku can't help but laugh at her.

"Oh, okay then~" Sometimes they don't even have to say anything to express what emotions are running through their minds. Izuku can tell, but he'd rather not pressure her about it. "Don't stay out too late-" Kissing him again, Ochako reassures him with her lips.

Once they break away and she's at the door again, goodbyes are said. "I promise I won't- SEE YOU LATER!" She waves and then steps outside of the room, closing the door.

~

Ochako slowly weaves her way through the crowd of the bar, not used to the aura of such a place. It's late at night, so an extraordinary amount of people have chosen to reside behind the doors of the bar, the temporary getaway seeming like paradise to some. She's only been here on a few occasions and each time it'd been under the pretense of relaxation and usually ended up being she and her friends ranting on and on for hours.

But tonight, it's just Ochako and Mina. Mina and Ochako. Just the two of them. And maybe Crystal.

...

"...Yeah, sorry kiddo, but it's a no from Pinky- but you'll find someone even if it lasts a second long- baiii~~!" Mina's voice becomes audible above the crowd as Ochako sits down in the vacant seat beside her, waving to Crystal, the bartender. Mina notices the smile from across the counter and turns to look beside her, a smile of her own inching across her face. "Ochakooo~~! Took you long enough!" The brunette sighs, rolling her eyes.

"I'm not latee-"

"You're always late," Mina reasons, leaning her weight onto the counter, using her arm to keep her head up. Ochako looks at her with tired eyes but still smiles and Mina grins as well, not yet in the understanding of her friend's problems. "Can you get us a margarita and a martini, please? Thanks," Crystal hums, not saying anything but going to prepare the drinks for the overworked women.

Ochako shakes her head and purses her lips, about to deny the drink. "Ash- I'm not having any-"

"Shut up." Mjna sits up and gives Ochako a look that only a best friend would give her. "You look like you need a drink and I sure as hell can't deal with relationships and be sober," The look on her face makes Ochako feel calm, at peace. She hasn't felt that in a moment and once she realizes, her shoulders relax and she allows the rush of the night to sink into her skin.

"Ah, okay..." She watches as Crystal does her job, making their mini-in-a-cup getaways while her friend keeps talking.

"So, how's your life?" The question catches her off guard since nothing has been ordinary at all in the past few days and she immediately flushes just replaying the events in her mind.

"N-Nothing's happening-"

"You're lying- Thanks," Mina shifts back to the drinks when they arrive, freeing Ochako from the stress for a moment.

"'Course," Crystal responds, her violet eyes landing on a red Ochako. "Hey, Ura! It's been a while since we last had you here...what's been up?" Tonight, her long, dark hair rests on her rigid shoulder blades, some of it tied behind her head resembling something of what Izuku does every day. Crystal's dark skin glistens with sweat as she talks but her expression is anything but tired; Her bright, lavender eyes that contrast to not only her tone but her personality, are staring at Ochako as she speaks, the slight dip in her cheeks from her smile making her seem soft.

"Ah...nothing-"

"You're fucking lying," Crystal accuses, pushing herself off the counter to clean some glasses. Mina jerks her eyebrows up in a way that says told ya so she's right but Ochako ignores it, taking a sip from her martini. "I've never seen you go this long without at least one drink-"

"OKAY!" She yelps, causing both her friends and some bystanders to look her way. "Sorry- but, ahem-" She comes closer to the marble of the bar, tempting her companions to do the same to hear what she has to say for herself. "I had sex with Katsuki Bakugo-"

"YOU DID WHAT?!"

"It's finally happened- OWUCH!" Mina gets pinched in her shoulder by Ochako, wincing. "WHAAAT? I was just stating the truth-"

"It's the truth? Wait, why didn't I know about this?" Crystal puts a glass down by the sink while Ochako waits for one of her coworkers to pass by. Once they're gone, Mina answers.

"Truth is, she's had a fat crush on him since our first year at U.A," The brunette's face heats up, remembering those days of immaturity, though, it seems to her that nothing has changed. "Anyone could tell from a mile away, 'cept him, that is," Mina glances at her friend hiding in her hands, her goldish-yellow eyes curious as to just what happened.

"How come no one ever told me?!?" Crystal flicks Ochako's fingers, even though she doesn't move, too scared that one extra inch will cause not only her mouth to start blurting out things, but her body to just float away. "Just because I'm a drop-out doesn't mean I don't get to know these things...these very life-changing things-"

"Gosh, Crys," Ochako finally sighs, putting her hands back on the table, but fidgeting with them as Mina takes a sip of her margarita while Crystal makes a piña colada. "It wasn't too bad-"

"You mean the sex?" Mina asks.

"It's the number one we're talking about here, I'd think he can fuck good too-" Crystal chimes in.

"N-NO!" Ochako cuts their remarks off, finally making them stop. "I MEAN- I mean the damage- like- well-" She struggles to find the right words as the other two listen intently. "I just- We're friends now-" Mina can't hold back her tongue after this, though.

"FRIENDS?" Crystal holds back a batch of laughter as her pink friend questions everything Ochako has said. "Okay, now you gotta explain-"

"RIGHT NOW?"

"Right now," They both agree and Ochako shakes her head, forcing the blush on her face to go away. Mina cocks her head toward the bathroom, past the crowds of people.

"Someone can cover for me, RIGHT?" She raises her voice a little louder as Ochako and Mina head for the restroom, hinting that someone should cover for her. "You. Cover for me," She points at someone abnormally close to her, presumably trying to get something but too nervous to ask, and then she rushes away, putting her apron on the rack. The boy can't even get a word in since she's already gone, but he wouldn't know what to say to her fearful aura in the first place.

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"Katsuki?" Eijiro whispers into the early morning light. There wasn't a bit of disturbance before this, just the chirps from the few birds outside, getting used to the late March weather plus the light snoring of the couple before the Alpha said anything.

His Omega finally grumbles after a moment though he doesn't understand what's happening, let alone where he is. "Hmnnmm..." Eijiro smiles at this reaction, having not expected him to wake up this late and finding it cute at the same time. He's been as awake as an owl at midnight and only just now decided to wake his lover.

"My knott went down so- can I pull out now?" Such a question bothers Katsuki so early in the morning, such irrelevance he believes it is. Mornings are the time of day when the sun is just peeking over the horizon to give earth's inhabitants fresh warmth, to reassure them they've lived another day. Questions as such don't even have to be asked, for the answer could be as easily answered by an infant with little grasp of the world.

Katsuki has the same grasp of the world as a fish. Though, no one knows what the fish knows. "Yeah, go ahead," The half-hearted answer doesn't require him to even open his eyes and pretend his interest is for Eijiro, nevertheless, he still gives him attention, looking over his shoulder to him.

With the consent, Eijiro moves them into a more comfortable position while they lay down on their sides, Katsuki laying his head onto the pillow to support his head full of thoughts, regardless of the time of day. Hands rest on his torso, feeling foreign at first before he meets those hands with his own. "I'll move now-" A soft kiss to Katsuki's red and tender nape calms him down a bit before he starts to move.

Cold air replaces the spots where Eijiro once was as he moves and chills run down his back as they separate further.

Fish haven't a clue about humans until they see one. Their goals in life are to find food, stay in the water, and reproduce. Nothing much. A simple life plan. Katsuki envies that.

He envies it so much. Too much. What he would give up just to have such insignificant responsibilities. Then he wouldn't have to fret about Ochako and her perfect body or how Eijiro proposing has just widened the ravine between his partner and the truth. At the bottom of it is water. Miles and miles of water that go on for lifetimes. The water is a comfortable temperature, but sharks still lurk around, circling his doom. Across the ravine is a field of unique flowers, bees and bunnies buzzing and hopping around. Who knows how far it leads? It's not within sight, but he'll take the unexpected. Going down isn't an option. Maybe he'll go around the flesh-eating piranhas.

Maybe he'll find a way out of this hell.

The walls he put between himself and society have long since crumbled in the past couple of days, and his emotional vulnerability is now painfully visible. "Okay, I'm donnnee~~ Can I get a kiss before I go?"

"Do as you please,"

Maybe when he gets out, he'll realize he isn't that different from the amphibians.

~

Knock Knock Knock!!

Eijiro waits a moment outside in the cool weather of the morning, his guilty hands in his coat pockets. He's waiting a while in the early light when a neighbor comes out of their house to presumably go to work, and he waves to them, smiling. They notice him standing a house away, waving and they nod before going into their car, leaving him alone for a while longer. His hand stops moving and he glances at the ring gleaming from the sun.

"AH! KIRISHIMA!" Izuku is suddenly at the door, snapping Eijiro out of his trance, shoving his hand back in his pocket. He smiles, charming Izuku with his sharp teeth. "A- Uh- Good morning!"

"Wonderful morning, Izu," His voice, although he's tired, sounds very energetic to Izuku. Nothing he wants to say is going to be energetic. Emphasis on "wants".

Then they stare at each other for a moment, Izuku in an awkward position with his arm holding the door open and Eijiro swaying back and forth on his heels. "Um...S-s-so uhm- what brings you here this early in the morning- it's like-" He lifts his arm holding the door open and forgets that gravity exists for a moment before he starts to fall. "GAAH!!" Eijiro is beyond used to the tactlessness of the hero, and steps closer to be his hero for a moment.

"Are you okay??"

"Y-yeah I'm fine- I'm just tired..." His eyes wander back to Eijiro's and his heart rate increases. "Do you want to come inside? Uraraka went in early...?" He adds hesitantly.

~

"Wh-what are you doing-?!?" Eijiro exclaims, nervous blush on his face. He's leaning against the quartz countertop, his jeans getting unzipped by Izuku, the black coffee sitting on the other counter, forgotten. "I actually-"

"Did you want to do something else-?" He's already about to service his cock before Eijiro opens his mouth to give a quivering statement.

"I- um-" Izuku stops right before his tongue touches Eijiro at all, his breath teasing him. He awkwardly smiles and the redhead can't bring himself to say anything that he doesn't want to hear. He can't bear to break his heart. To hurt him would be the equivalence of hurting Katsuki, he thinks. He doesn't want to hurt either of them. Ever. "Ah, nevermind- well, actually- I wanted to try something different-"

Izuku was scared to hear what he had to say until he said it, and it surprisingly wasn't what he thought it'd be. Just, something new. Something fresh, brand new, and exhilarating. "Which is?" He finally answers after a moment of silence, his brain returning from his doubts.

~

"Are you sure you want to do this, Kirishima-?" One last check comes from Izuku, who's laying on his back now, his pants gone and Eijiro just the same, sitting atop him. "Your rut is over right-?"

"Yeah. Just yesterday was the last day. I'm fine," He adds, smiling softly. "I just wanted to try it- since Katsuki would never even think about it-"

"I can gladly provide what he can't," Izuku tries to hide his repugnance by smiling as well but Eijiro leans over and kisses him, softening his features and relaxing him. "Ah, sorry-"

"I-It's okay, Izuku; It's just a force of habit for you-"

"No, I'm still-"

"Let's just-" He nods and Izuku nods as well, refocusing on the task at hand, holding one of Eijiro's hands. "Yeah...♥that's i-it- let's do this together, okay?" They stare at each other again for a moment, their smiles seeming to be their defining feature until Izuku speaks once more.

"S-Since it's your uh- first time...it's probably gonna hurt a bit at first but you get used to it..." The way he says it, it sounds like he's talking about something he dreads, the slight tone being able to be heard in his voice. Eijiro regrets to notice this small detail with his nerves on end while he's about to bottom for the first time in his life. "But don't worry- I'll be here to help you-"

"Thanks...okay-" Eijiro can feel Izuku twitching against him before he lifts his hips, the Omega holding him steady. As he gets lowered down onto the length, he focuses completely on that and that only, forgetting that Izuku is even there. His face molds into something in between pleasure and confusion as he reaches the halfway mark. "Mmmnmghn...♥♥" Every nerve in his body appears to be attentive to the foreign body entering him as his Alpha structure changes to support this change. "Okay...I think we're all the way in-"

"A-AHHNNGHNN~~♥!" Izuku can't help himself from moaning wildly, not used to being the one giving and not on the receiving end of the spectrum. "Y-YEAH, WE'RE DEFINITELY ALL THE WAY IHHNNNGHAH~~♥♥!" They let go of their hands for a moment, Izuku seizing the sheets to squeeze them with everything he has while Eijiro takes his hair out of its ponytail, letting it fly free for a moment while he adjusts. "OOOUGH~~♥ H-HOW DOES IT FEEL FOR Y-YOU?!"

The redhead puts his hands on Izuku's stomach for a moment, stabilizing himself. "I- I don't feel anything yet-" His breath hitches and his blood pressure rises a bit. The slightest movement inside him makes him pleasurably aware of his prostate and colon at the same time. "Ah- I felt- AHUGH!!" Izuku's hands instinctively find their way to Eijiro's hips.

"AH! A-Are you okay- does it hurt? Do you need me to take it o-"

"N-No!" Eijiro manages, gasping for air as he looks at Izuku. "I'm okay- It's- we can keep going- I'm fine-"

"Does it hurt?" He asks again, this time taking both of his hands and meeting eye contact with him. As they hold hands and stare into each other's eyes, the world seems to stop for just a millisecond. And in that fraction of a second, Izuku sees the moment in which Eijiro's face crumbles. "W-Wait- Kiri-"

He's a bit too late. The tears have already started to fall before either of them can even register it. "Oouughh...gasp I-I'm s-sorrrryy...!" He's pink with embarrassment and damp with tears while Izuku is shocked for a few seconds before pulling his shaking arms around his freckled back, trying to assure him.

"It's okay, Kirishima- It's okay-" Izuku has a bit of trouble with the increased height difference with Eijiro sitting in his lap, but he manages, looking up at him with empathetic irises. "You can let it all out-"

"I'M SORRRRRYY!!!" Eijiro sobs again, pulling Izuku into his chest as he sniffles. "I SH-SHOULD'VE- I SHOULD'VE G-GONE TO WORK-"

"KIRISHIMA, YOU'VE GOTTA STOP CRYING O-OR I'LL-"

"SORRRRRYYY!!" Now they're both overcome with the nagging need to sob, and they try to as they console each other. "I-I CAN'T KEEP D-DOING THIS-"

"Y-YOU DON'T HAVE TO! WE CAN S-STOP-!"

"YE-YEAH! WE HAVE TO STOPAGH!" They declare this so suddenly like it was a decision whether or not to use a mechanical or wooden pencil. Then they go back to what they were originally doing as if they never said it. Avoiding their problems, hiding them away until further notice.

~

"Katsuki? How're you feeling?" An unidentified woman asks, leaving a glass of water on the bedside table. He doesn't move, just responds. Katsuki doesn't know how he got here, he just has a weird feeling. A feeling of deja vu.

Though he doesn't know how he's here or what business he has here, every urge to run away is gone. "Fine." It's like he knows his chances of getting out are slim to none, so there's no point in trying. And, for some strange reason, he knows exactly what to say. It comes out of his mouth naturally.

"No pain or anything? I can give you some more morphine if-"

"I'm fine."

"Alright, um," The woman fumbles with some papers for a moment before addressing him once again. "Do you want to speak to your shrink?"

"No." He's been hidden under the covers, it seems, cowering from something. He doesn't say anything else after this, but the woman does, annoying him.

"Well, you have a visitor coming in a few-"

"Visiting hours are over," He says the sentence with little to no emotion but both he and who he believes is a doctor or nurse know that he knows what he's talking about.

So there's a bit of silence until she clears her throat and properly answers. "Yes, they're over but we make few exceptions, meaning this is important-"

"Whatever," He cuts her off but she doesn't finish her sentence. He hears her footsteps as she leaves the room, leaving him staring at the rain on the window. After a few seconds, Katsuki hears another set of feet enter the room, and the door closes behind them. He doesn't bother looking away from the night just beyond the window, he just intensifies his glare at the window.

"Kat-" This time, he immediately recognizes the voice and sits up to look at them. Just from this alone, Katsuki finally knows where he is. He's back in his high school years, in the psychiatric ward of a hospital, getting constantly checked upon to make sure he wouldn't try to end his life again.

"What?" Across from him is his boyfriend from the past. The boyfriend of his past. Yo Shindo. "What do you want?"

The dark-haired boy sighs but holds his tongue. "I just wanted to check on you, that's all," He finally responds, pulling up a chair and coming closer to bed. He gently puts his hand atop Katsuki's, to which he responds by looking back at the window. "Isn't that fine?" Lights from outside illuminate up their faces as they speak.

"Shindo." Katsuki whispers, inclining the other to listen properly. "They- I- Was-" Yo smiles, encouraging him.

"What did we talk about? Take a deep breath, calm yourself, then speak," He inhales and exhales, hoping Katsuki will follow his lead and do the same. And he does, trying to relax himself a bit before talking. "That's good, now try-?"

Katsuki finally looks at him, his red eyes glossed over. "They caught me trying to kill myself, Shindo," He finally says it. "I- I didn't know what else to do- I just- It just happened I was just angry and I-"

"Katsuki," Yo interrupts, clearing his throat. The blonde stops talking, trying to catch his breath. "They saved you- You're alive right now-"

"But- I was going to die," He vaguely remembers. All the blood. It felt like it was everywhere. Maybe that was the fatigue from all the blood loss. He doesn't know. He wishes he did. "I was bleeding out on my fucking bathroom floor. I don't think I was- I-In any shape to keep living..." Yo's smile fades and he lays his head down on Katsuki's left arm.

"Can you?" He asks quietly.

"Can I wh-?"

"Keep living. For me?" He lifts his head and looks back at Katsuki's quivering lip as the blonde starts to cry. "Actually, not for me. Keep going so you can be the best. Be your best, please?"

"I-" He gasps and sighs though it doesn't stop the tears at all. "I'm sorry, I can't pr-promise you that,"

Katsuki opens his eyes, barely aware of where he is. He's sweating furiously through his shirt even though his blanket is on the floor. He's cuddling a pillow close to his chest as he lays on his side, hyperventilating. He's shaking and crying violently but for some reason, his mind hears the scratching from the other side of the door. He nearly jumps out of bed and rushes to the door, opening it.

On the other side of the door is a Huskey, which starts whining as its tail wags in the presence of Katsuki. He doesn't feel mentally prepared to take care of animals right now but this is his fault. This is his responsibility until further notice. "Ah..." So he reluctantly drags himself from the room and into the kitchen, the puppy following close behind. On his kitchen countertop is his sleeping Manx, which wakes at the sound of the incoming human and dog. It doesn't move but Katsuki picks her up. "You can't be on here- aww I'm sorry but I gotta feed you free-loaders," He adds when she hisses, trying to scratch him.

Once the cat is out of his arms and he's about to pour them some food, his mind starts to wander. What the hell was that? Just thinking about the dream makes him shiver, despite his body being covered in a nervous sweat.

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Katsuki coughs over the toilet bowl, trying not to look at the vomit in it. He just wipes his mouth then flushes the toilet, ignoring his problems by blocking them out. But he doesn't know how to block this out. He stands up and lets his mind settle along with his body, not sure how to react to any of this.

Is it going back to how it used to be?

Will it be how it used to be?

His mind already has multiple horrible outcomes as he replays the dream over and over again. It didn't feel like a dream. It felt like a nightmare, to be in that situation again. That's hell to Katsuki. He doesn't want anything to do with Yo Shindo. Nothing at all. He doesn't even want to remember him. Or even say his name. Ever since then, he's been dead to him.

Or so he believes.

When Katsuki looks in the mirror again, he stares at his body again. He took off his shirt from all the sweat and now his chest is bare, just tainted in his eyes. He glares at his array of tattoos, both admiring and hating them for what they hide. His eyes trail up and down his body until he stops at his neck, looking at all the marks Eijiro left on him. He asked for them. He begged to be claimed. His fingers trace the indents on his skin, dabbing at the tender flesh. From this point of view, he looks like a whore if anything, with hickeys and bite marks all over him, ranging from his thighs up to his ears. He feels disgusting looking at himself like this. He feels angry with himself for feeling disgusting. He's supposed to be overjoyed that he's now officially Eijiro's mate.

But he doesn't feel that joy the slightest bit.

~

"KATSUUKII!!" Ochako yells excitedly, waving to him from the receptionist's desk. He hasn't even opened the door yet but she's already tiring him out. When he does come inside and starts to sign in for his day at work, she continues to pester him, nearly forgetting her hot coffee in hand. "Good morning!! We have to-"

He finishes signing what he has to sign then glares at her with his dreary eyes. He doesn't look irritated to her, just tired, which doesn't make her want to keep bothering him. "Where's Eij?" He calmly asks.

"I think he and Deku just left on patrol around where we went last TIME KATSUKI, WHERE ARE YOU-??" He's off and running out the door before she even knows where he's going.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!!" He shouts at her as she follows. "EIJ!!"

"WHAT? W-WAIT!!" She runs after him across the street as he looks for the distinctive bright red hair. He scans the area for a moment before he sees Eijiro's distinct ponytail, running after it. "WAIT FOR MEEEE!!"

"EIJIRO!!" Katsuki's greeted by both Izuku and Eijiro's surprised (and a tiny bit of disgust on Izuku's side) faces when they turn around he stops moving, his feet aching to run closer and yet farther away. Katsuki's skin crawls and prickles at the sight of Izuku and Eijiro while Ochako just wavers a few feet behind. He doesn't want to do what his heart is racing for, what his mind is thinking about, but by the time his fiance opens his mouth to question, he's forced himself into Eijiro's warm chest, hugging him tightly.

"Oh," Ochako mumbles to herself, a bit of her smile fading. Something about the way Katsuki squeezes him with all that he's got reminds her that Katsuki will always be a dot on the ends of the earth; Just within sight but always out of reach. Seeing her boyfriend huff and puff at the couple makes her jealous of them and their perfection. Izuku, though, isn't thinking about perfection.

"KATSUUKIII!!" Eijiro manages to squeak after his lover loosens the hug just a bit to look up at him with his guilty red eyes. He stares back with his own fault, feeling internally ashamed. The wound deepens when Katsuki closes the distance between them, causing bystanders to open Twitter and Reddit.

Ochako's coffee becomes a victim of gravity, and as it falls on the ground, everything seems to move in slow motion; The brown liquid near splattering the ground as Izuku turns on his heel, about to storm off across the street while lights flash all around them, hypnotizing Ochako as the moment drags along. It's not too soon before she feels dizzy on her feet as if she'd been using her Quirk vigorously, and she swivels through the crowd, running back to the office.

While she makes her way back, last night's conversation goes off like a firework in her mind. "Stop worry about Bakugo, 'Chako! He's not worth you or your feelings." Ashido had said last night, giving her a beer to sip on. "Yeah! An asshole like him isn't worth falling for- He'll just break your heart all over again." Crystal had agreed, rubbing her back. She can't help now but think they're right.

By the time Eijiro and Katsuki pull apart, people have gotten their fair share of exposure and some are still left, asking them questions while some yell because their child was innocent and shouldn't be exposed to homosexuality at such a ripe age, but the two of them try their very best to not spare a fuck. Katsuki's feet stayed glued to the ground before Eijiro pulls him back to the office as well, blushing and smiling wildly as the noise from the crowd fades, conversation similar to that of a high school cafeteria replacing it. "What happened to your 'No PDA. Ever.' policy?" He finally asks, his whisper tiny as they walk past the front desk, the woman so engrossed in her phone that she doesn't notice them.

Embarrassed by his impulse decision, Katsuki shrugs and whispers back. "I dunno. People change-" Eijiro stops just shy of the doorway leading to the common area, not aware of all the commotion just one step away. Katsuki stops too, letting Eijiro hold his hand as he speaks, still not daring to look at him. "What?"

There's silence between them for a moment, and just at that moment, the Alpha opens his mouth to elaborate but not a syllable is made before the scream of Denki Kaminari is heard to Katsuki's right, Eijiro's left. "GUUUUUYYSS!!!!!" The common area goes silent as well and Chargebolt keeps shouting. "YOU'RE DATING??" His question is answered just by how fast the pair's faces turn beet-red, and a cheer from what looks like over half of their high school classes is made. "LESSSS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

"WHAT IN THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!?!?" Katsuki snaps back to himself, letting go of Eijiro's sweaty and shaky hands as he addresses the room. "WHY IS- HOW ARE- WHAT?!"

"CONGRATULATIONS ARE IN ORDER, BAKUGO!" Tenya Iida marches up to meet him in the middle of the room, respectfully bowing before speaking again. "CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU! YOU TOO, KIRISHIMA!" He nearly zooms over to him and Katsuki is left to deal with the many others.

"May God lead you from now on, dear Katsuki," Ibara Shiozaki hymns.

"It was only a matter of time before it got out, right?" Hanta Sero says, cooly. "My horoscope doesn't lie, dude!"

"Well done!" Pony Tsunotori compliments, her English sounding foreign in the cloud of Japanese.

"HOW DARE YOU GET IN A RELATIONSHIP BEFORE I DO, BAKUGOOOO!!" Minoru Mineta screeches from below.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE KIRISHIMA WAS DUMB ENOUGH TO GET WITH YOU! I KNOW HE'S DUMB, BUT COME ON, NOW- ACK!" Neito Monoma gets cut short by Itsuka Kendo who smacks him on the back of the head like Mitsuki to Katsuki.

"Ah! I'm sorry about him! Brat hasn't stopped since first year!"

"Bakugoo!! Bakugooo!! BAKUGOO!!" Toru Hagakure yells in his ear, pushing him further into the mess. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S FINALLY HAPPENED!! YOU AND KIRI ARE PERFECT-!" Before she or anyone else can finish singing their praises and shouts of approval, someone is causing them to be quiet.

Someone amongst the jumble noticed their presence by the door and told the person next door, who then took the people beside them and so on until the silence was beseeched from the thrush. The special someone causing all the quiet is none other than Izuku Midoriya, one of the few not rushing to congratulate him. He'd just recently entered the building from the back as to not draw attention toward himself but he now sticks out like a thunderstorm on a sunny day. "What?" No one speaks, and the only one moving is Katsuki, who gets out of the crowd, though he's unable to see Izuku. "Carry on. I don't care, it's fine." He grumbles and swears under his breath as he finds a seat whilst Katsuki looks for Eijiro, lost somewhere in the sea of people.

It takes a moment for things to resume as everyone knows Izuku and Katsuki's impending hatred for one another. It doesn't take a psychic to figure that out. But they'd need one to figure out, why, though. No one has a clue, not even the people closest to them.

It's bound to stay that way. At least for a while longer. Long enough to satiate their fears.

Chapter Text

Izuku watches the makeshift party from the sidelines, his face solemn as he thinks about Eijiro. Though the two of them had ended it so quickly, it's taking longer than expected for him to let it go. Sure, he knew things would end, maybe he thought about hundreds of different outcomes for this relationship they now used to have. But not a single fantasy enlisted such an abrupt end.

Although, all this thinking has made him realize one thing; Izuku wanted more. He wanted much more than what he got from Eijiro, which was sex. He loved the sex, sure, but he wants more, it seems. He wants to pass out in Eijiro's arms because they were cuddling while watching a movie, not fucking. He wants to be able to kiss him without thinking about the consequences. He wants to give himself up for that red-headed idiot and he doesn't know why.

His eyes fall on Katsuki, who's now talking to Eijiro. They don't notice him from across the room, which is fine, but watching the newly engaged couple (based on Eijiro's most recent tweet) just talk makes him a little jealous. He doesn't take back the things he said but he does realize how absurd it was to say those things. Even though he shit-talked his lover, Eijiro still put up with him and because of that, Izuku is now crushing on this man like it's high school.

While Izuku curses himself for ever having sex with him, Katsuki suddenly stands up and kisses Eijiro before he finds his way through the thrush of people and to where the bathroom is, leaving Izuku to stare at Eijiro from afar as the hero talks to people in the room.

~

The bathroom door opens with a gentle push and a tiny click follows when it closes. Before doing anything at all, Katsuki locks the door then checks the stalls, and then drops the bag he came in with, leaning on the nearest sink. Katsuki then stands there for a moment, stationed there, staring at the pale tile as he calms himself down. The sound of nothing sounds blaringly loud as he stands there, legs crossed behind him, palms sticking to the surface of the sink, and his nerves on end. After a moment of just sinking into this still state, a voice starts, throwing his entire mental balance off.

"What're you doing? Hiding isn't really your specialty-" Katsuki looks up at the glass in front of him, his face reflected clearly in the light.

"Stop." Just a few paces behind him is a tall figure and after a moment, the person steps forward into the dim bathroom light and Katsuki's heart feels like it's in his throat, blocking his airway and stoping everything else in his body along with it like a switch.

"Whaaat?? I'm not doing anything wrong-" Without any warning, Katsuki has this person pinned against the bathroom stall by the collar, staring into those eyes, the eyes of what feels like a murderer; Guilty, scary, tired, and above all, enticing. Yo stares at Katsuki for a second longer before speaking again. "What's up with you, Kats-"

"Shut the fuck up." Yo finally shuts his mouth as if Katsuki scared him into silence. Katsuki stares at him with his terrified look as he continues, feeling both confused and horrified. "Why...Why the hell are you here? Again?" He emphasizes the word and Yo purses his lips, looking away.

"I can't really say...I'm just a part of you so ask yourself that; Why am I here?" Yo honestly answers with a gentle tone which pisses Katsuki off even more, but he lets go of Yo's collar, pushing him away. He sighs, exasperated like the conversation was a heavy strain on his body.

"That doesn't help me." Katsuki rubs his head as the pain inside of his noggin gets worse like a hammer is being smashed against his head. "Wh- Shit...what are you- why are you-?" Yo abruptly moves closer, his hands now on Katsuki's shoulders, massaging them. "What in the fuck-?!"

"Sshh..." Yo soothes, his voice now low beside Katsuki's ear, making the blonde shiver with terror. "I told you...I can't tell you that. What I can do, though," Yo turns Katsuki's head to the reflective glass again, staring into it as he talks. "I can make you feel-"

"STOP!" Katsuki pushes him away from him again, this time inching toward the door of the bathroom, ready to leave. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU THINK THIS IS, YOU ENTITLED PIECE OF SHIT!!" Katsuki looks furious but feels petrified, his pheromones smelling the part. "BUT I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING TOY AND I NEVER WAS! I DON'T JUST GO AROUND DOING- NO! YOU'RE DISGUSTING DON'T COME NEAR M-"

"But at one point you were, weren't you?" Yo interjects, brushing his shirt off before looking back into Katsuki's eyes, meeting his terrified gaze with a conceited look. "You just admitted so yourself." This leaves Katsuki speechless for a moment, and Katsuki blinks, and for a second it feels like he's right back in high school with Yo.

Katsuki shakes his head and refocuses, then speaks. "That- I-" He feels embarrassed for even saying it and his face reddens with shame. "THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" Katsuki turns around, picking up his bag and putting his hand on the doorknob. He can no longer see his past lover but his voice sounds loud and clear when he speaks again.

"Then, what is the point?" The question catches Katsuki off guard and he stops for a moment, puzzled. Yo doesn't say anything more but the silence inclines Katsuki to answer.

So, after a bit of silence, Katsuki opens his mouth to answer. "The point is..." He stops like saying what he wants to say will be the end of the world. It won't, but his nerves want him to think otherwise. "The point is I've moved on." Katsuki lets out the complete sentence and when Yo doesn't say anything at all, he turns around.

But there's not a person there.

Like the interaction never happened.

~

Eijiro checks the time on his phone for about the hundredth time this evening and then sighs, worried about Katsuki. He reassures himself that his lover is fine and tries to distract himself by talking to someone, and thankfully, Mina is nearby, on her phone presumably texting someone. Eijiro calls to her and when she sits down beside him, instant relief overcomes him. "How're the pets?" Mina first asks, putting her phone away.

"They're okay- I walked the pup this morning but the lil kitty didn't want to eat- I gave the pup some of my eggs though-" He says, reciting the morning quickly and peculiarly as Mina stares like she already knows something is fucked.

"What's up with you?" She interrupts, narrowing her eyes as Eijiro stutters.

"N-nothing!!" Eijiro finally lets out, looking embarrassed as he tries to cover his true feelings. To Mina he sounds like a child caught stealing 55 yen lollipops and Dango from the candy store. "Why do you say that-!?" Mina pinches his ear and he squeals, pulling away from her freshly manicured hand. "OUCH, ASH!!" Her long fingernails jab his ear uncomfortably and it makes him wonder why girls like to do that to their hands.

"Spit it out or I'll have this entire room know all your secrets- even the ones from junior high-" Mina starts to threaten but the words alone scare Eijiro into confessions.

"OKAY, OKAY!" Eijiro scoots closer to her and lowers his voice, scanning the room like someone's out to get him. "Alright, you cannot tell anyone-"

At this, Mina scoffs and blows airs between her lips. "Of course I won't! Now spill before I do," It's like she's even offended that he even suggested such a thing.

Now, Eijiro musters up the courage to confess to his best friend, feeling bad that he didn't tell her immediately when it first happened. "S-so, I uhm- I slept with- well uh-"

"GO ON!!" Mina rushes, her interest piqued like a Beagle seeing its first blue-jay. Nervous, Eijiro hesitates and he distracts himself by looking over to his right, his crimson eyes falling on Izuku, who's now sitting with Fumikage Tokoyami, talking quietly to him. Fumikage must've made a joke of some sort because Izuku laughs, and Eijiro knows how he sounds even without hearing him; When Izuku laughs like that, Eijiro feels fuzzy and warm inside like his laugh is a blanket he could grab and huddle himself in. Mina notices Eijiro staring and dazing out then when she looks over to her left at Izuku and Fumikage, the gears in her brain come together. "Oh no, you didn't-"

"Nooo~!" Eijiro whines like a lost puppy, looking back at her. "But I did-!"

"Holy shit, Eij," Mina sits up and rubs her eyes, tired from hearing and keeping all the secrets. She feels like a locksmith with all the keys to their secrets. "How long?" Silence. "You're kidding-"

"I can't exactly put a '/j' on this, can I?" Eijiro groans, fiddling with his hair to occupy himself. "And you know what the worst part about this is? It's not that I'm engaged and in love with Kats or that I've been lying to him for months about my relationship with his nemesis...It's the fact that I fell in love with Izu-"

Before he can finish his rant, there's loud feedback in the room, and all the chatting amongst each other stops. Mina, Izuku, and Eijiro all look up to one of the tables at the very back of the common area, and standing on top of it is Katsuki. In his left hand is a microphone (courtesy of Momo Yaoyorozu) while his right hand is hiding in his coat pocket, probably shoved in there out of pure habit. Knowing he has the full and undivided attention of the crowd of a few dozen, Katsuki clears his throat and begins to speak.

"Um, I don't know what the fuck you lot are doing here seeing as- oh I don't know- WE'RE FULL-TIME HEROES?!?" The shout doesn't surprise anyone but people boo just to piss him off. He scrunches his face at the thrush of people and it vaguely reminds him of the U.A Sports Festival. "Yeah, yeah! Boo all you bumbling idiots want but aren't you dumbasses on-call?" Some people nod while Denki and Hanta's boos grow louder, though Tenya chastizes them for the inappropriate conduct. "Look, I'm not gonna be around to listen to this yammering all day 'cause I got patrolling to do. So, if you free-loaders got somethin' to say or a reason for being here and fucking with my day, I'd advise you to say it now- what?" Katsuki adds, noticing a raised hand.

The owner of the hand squeezes her way through the crowd and excuses herself before she steps on the chairs then the table, holding out her hand for Katsuki. Mei Hatsume still looks as greasy as ever, her hair all over the place, oily dirt on her skin as well as her lab coat, and even her shoes have holes in them. Even so, Katsuki hands Mei the microphone, stepping aside. "Hello, one and all, all and one!!" Her voice is chirpy like she belongs in the wild with talking parrots or toucans. "I'm Mei Hatsume; I used to work in the support course at U.A! I may or may not have made a super, duper, cute baby for you! Whether or not I have, isn't what this is about," Mei's voice and face suddenly darken and Katsuki glances at the sea of faces, seeing Ochako just arrive from only God knows where.

Mei waves her hand and suddenly Tenya makes his way up, taking the spotlight. "We've all gathered here to this office to discuss the matters regarding La Prugatoire," Tenya straightens himself and continues as Katsuki gets off the stage, going to sit down by Denki, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Shoto Tetsutetsu, and Hanta.

"Okay now, Eraser Head, Present Mic, and Best Jeanist in addition to us, have decided that this mission is much larger scale than originally anticipated." Even as his brain hooks on every word Tenya and Mei say, Katsuki can't help but notice Yo sitting on the table, the dark-haired Alpha glancing at him every now and then.

Just a few seats away sit Mina and Eijiro. Ashido whispers in Eijiro's ear. "Falling in love will get you fucked by the universe in so many different ways; Be careful."

~

"Ah, that was a tiring day for sure! Whew~!" Ochako sighs, yawning as she gets her car keys. Izuku follows close behind, dragging his feet. It's now around 6 in the evening, almost 7 when people are just starting to go home. "First what happened with Kiri and Katsu- then the big talk and all that planning...what a day! And we still had to do patrols and all that paperwork? Jesus," Ochako rants, opening the car door.

"I'll drive," Izuku offers, taking the keys. Ochako stands there for a moment but then gets in the passenger seat, buckling up as Izuku starts the car. "I don't wanna talk about today, if you don't mind," He finally says after a moment, turning on the windshield wipers as it has started to drizzle.

Ochako looks over at Izuku, confused but then hums, too tired to fight it. She instead picks up another topic. "You okay? You seem a little-"

"It's nothing," Izuku says, pulling out of the parking lot. "I'm fine," Ochako looks back ahead as they slowly move in the traffic, concerned. Before she can comment on it, Izuku just plays his Lil Darkie playlist. The first song that comes up is SHOOT PEOPLE YOU DON'T LIKE.

-

Back home and whispering some of the lyrics to FUCK ALL OF YOU <3, Izuku finally calms down as he lays in bed, slowly drifting off to sleep. Just as he's slipping into REM, images of today slip into his mind, sneaking into his dreams.

Izuku dreams and dreams. He dreams about kissing Eijiro out in public just like Katsuki did like he's replacing him. That feeling alone fills him with happiness but soon the world goes pitch black and the warmth of Eijiro is gone, replaced by icy, yet stinging like fire coldness. Katsuki's voice rings about the darkness, frightening him.

The voice sounds incomprehensible yet he knows what Katsuki is trying to say: Stop. Please. It hurts. Wait for me. Then Izuku's running. And he's running. I'm right behind you. He feels like he's running so fast that he's floating. Turn around. I'm right here. Izuku turns around, reaches for the hand but he falls, and he screams and he cries.

Izuku jerks awake, sitting up as his eyes adjust to the darkness. For a second, he believes he's still there, engulfed in that nightmare and he sits there, staring. Then he spirals into tears, sobbing. Izuku hasn't a clue why he's so scared of that dream or what it even was but he wants it to stop. Just having those night terrors remind him of back then when it was all taken from him. Just thinking about it makes the tears fall faster and his gasps grow louder which wakes Ochako up.

"Dek- Izuku? What-"

"I-it's n-n-nothing...I'm f-fine-" Despite the words coming out, Izuku's still shaking violently with terror and fear. Ochako slowly creeps her arms around him but he tries to shake her off, refusing her affection. "St-stop! Let g-go- Ochak- s-s-stooop!!" His sobs get worse by the second but Ochako doesn't let go, she instead gets closer and kisses his neck softly until he just melts into her arms, no longer fighting it. Izuku whines and sniffles all over her arms but Ochako doesn't loosen up.

"Hey- hey- Ssshh, shh...calm down now, I'm right here," The phrase makes him scream and cry in one go but she still kisses and cuddles him, helping the best she can.

Izuku's labored breaths slow down but he still sheds tears, the fear as close in his mind as Ochako is.

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Izuku is sad.

Ever since Eijiro left him, every chance he gets, Izuku goes to take a shower, cries, then comes out, gets dressed, turns on music, and lays on his bathroom floor in complete silence until he gets too emotional to stay awake and he goes to bed. It's been weeks since this started happening. Ochako noticed around a week into this but he wouldn't stop. Ochako would bring it up in conversation and Izuku would act like it never happened. So, now she doesn't ask about it anymore. It hasn't affected his work performance so Ochako assumes it's okay for now.

Izuku doesn't talk about what's bothering him because he's bound to burst into tears. For that reason, he never talks about it. Izuku has already replayed their entire relationship inside his mind and even overanalyzed it to properly understand it but no matter how many times he looks back he can't change anything about it.

During the weekdays, after work, he just sinks back into this state, sulking. The weekends have become even worse since Ochako isn't around much anymore; All he does is watch k-drama and romance, eat ice cream until he can't feel his jaw or lips, and pretend he's in an Olivia Rodrigo music video. Izuku's supposed to be calling and talking to people to help plan what they're all going to do on May 1st about La Prugatoira. However, he can't move on. All that's on his mind is Eijiro and he hates and loves the feeling.

~

"And I'm going, then! Bye guys- Have fun!" Eijiro has just left his home with his Huskey, Chipoya (they named the animals a while back), leaving Katsuki, Ochako, Mina, Tsuyu Asui, Hanta, Shoto, Tetsutetsu, and Denki in his house. They're all here to talk about plans for late April and early May. Eijiro would've joined as well yet he claimed he had to rush to the library for research. No one could get him to stay so he left, and now the group discusses strategies without him.

They've been talking and Katsuki's been delegating for around 20 minutes when Tetsutetsu and Shoto suddenly stand, Tetsutetsu's arm around Shoto's waist as if Shoto is his life-support. Katsuki stops talking and looks up from the floorplans that sit on his hardwood floors. "Wh- You idiots. What are you doing? We have shit to do-" Hanta and Denki giggle wildly like teenage girls. It could be the weed or just their usual dumb selves but either way, Mina hits them as a warning.

"What's so funny, Kami-Chan?" Tsuyu asks, their curiosity piqued as Ochako joins in on the laughing when Katsuki yells at the couple making their way to the kitchen as if they do it every day.

"What's funny is the fact that we're here for a mission and we have two idiots getting snacks-" Denki catches his breath long enough to speak like he's been underwater for the last minute and has just now come up for air.

"SURE! 'SNACKS'! OKAY, HAHAAHAH!!" Hanta and Ochako double over, wheezing even as Tsuyu shakes their head and the remaining two try not to laugh.

"St-stop laughhnn Snort! STOP LAUGHING, CHEEKS!!" Katsuki finds himself laughing along with the rest of them like children. Even Tsuyu and Mina giggle like the laughter is a contagious yawn.

The group calms down after a moment, everyone catching their breath until an unidentified yelp whips around the room, silencing them all for a second. Katsuki relaxes his facial features again, and holds up his hand, keeping everyone silent. "I hope to God, Buddha, and Jehovah that y'all are not fucking in my kitchen,"

There's silence again until Ochako just loses it like that was the funniest joke in the world. Everyone else burst into giggles too, Hanta and Denki having a horrible case of cackling. Katsuki hisses through his laughs, pretending like he didn't find it funny as well. "You shiiitsss- CHEEKS, GET OFF MEEE!!" Ochako shoved her face onto Katsuki's thigh, wheezing into it like he's a paper bag for her to breathe into. Everyone else finally starts to calm down as these two still laugh and Katsuki pulls Ochako off him by her neck, looking into her stupid, huge brown eyes with his stupid, narrow red ones.

"'SUUUUKIII!!" Ochako whines with her lips pointed outward like she's about to pose for a photo. Katsuki grins and pulls her ears. "OOOWWWW!!"

"Dumb round-face," The rest awkwardly watch the pair frolic as if they're in a relationship with each other, not as if they're both in committed relationships with other people. In fact, they've recently been closer over these past few weeks, with all the planning and patrolling together, they've had no choice but to become closer. It took a while for Katsuki to let her in without being drunk, but once he got used to it, he even let a different side of himself be shown to Ochako. "You're so annoying," Everyone in their workspace has noticed their relationship becoming more and more friendly, but the only people who properly question it are Denki, Minoru, Neito, and Hitoshi Shinsou.

"I'm also cold!!" Ochako says as she pulls on his arm like a child. Katsuki rolls his eyes but entertains the crowd for a moment longer as Ochako continues her insistent complaining. "Soooooooo coollldd!! Dose your house even have heat in it?!?"

"You do know you're not a goddamn Queen, right?" He sneers but gets up, leaving the group to go into his room. Once alone with her, the rest of the group interrogates Ochako like she's a felon.

"So, what's the deal with you two?" Denki asks, leaning on Hanta's shoulder like he's an armrest. The golden-haired Omega sports colorful barrettes in his hair that contrast to his oversized "My Chemical Romace" shirt with black leggings and socks, casual wear that he compliments with his bracelets; A few black hair ties just sit on his wrists, imprinting his skin like tattoos while he has a charm bracelet he got from Hanta a while back in addition to a black and white "What Would Jesus Do? (W. W. J. D.)" bracelet he brought because he thought it was cute, though he doesn't believe in God.

Hanta hums, rolling another joint for him and Denki to share. Hanta's not a hardcore stoner, neither is Denki, but it seems every time someone sees them, they're getting higher than the sky as if destroying your liver is a fun hobby. Hanta just does it from time to time, and now is one of those times. His black strands of long hair are pulled back into a low ponytail and his bateau shirt with a deep dip down to his solar plexus is awfully loose like it'd blow away in the wind if not watched carefully. Hanta's saggy sweats look like they'll fall off too despite being tied at the waist. He has a sleeve tattoo on his right arm like Katsuki, except his is of a snake laying atop flowers, skulls, and spiders with their webs, the reptile's mouth agape as if it were to pounce off Hanta's skin and sink its teeth into someone. He also has the tarot card of "The Hermit" on his left shoulder, which he got on a whim. Just as he finishes lighting the blunt, Tsuyu joins in the questioning.

"Yeah, I wonder what's going on between you two, Ribbit!" Their croak of puzzlement makes Ochako flush and a finger rests on Tsuyu's mouth, a habit they can't break. Tsuyu has their long, nearly silky-smooth hair down on their back as they sit cross-legged on the ground in their lengthened, pastel-green sundress, with tan sandals that scratch the ankles to go with it. Their toes and fingernails are painted with an iridescent shade of green that goes with the earrings in their ears.

"Th-there's nothing going on between us!" Ochako hurriedly sputters out of her usually honest mouth. This woman is just wearing light-blue ripped jeans, a soft-pink blouse with ruffles, a white cardigan, and tan sneakers that look so well-kept that you'd think they cost 20,000 Yen and not 1,500. Ochako's mocha-brown, freshly-washed hair is braided behind her, her bangs flowing freely. "You guys are just looking too deep into it, that's all," Her convincing doesn't convince a soul.

Mina shakes her head but remains silent out of respect for her friend. The alien-like woman is dressed in darker, high-waisted jeans than her friend with a black, bedazzled belt, a black, well-fit tank-top, a black choker and necklace around her neck, and black vans with purple embellishments atop them. Mina's hair is in a high ponytail excluding a few strays from each side. Her ombre, violet nails shine in the afternoon light dancing from the window to the floors, stretching across the room.

Hanta notices Mina's silence and points at her with a lazy finger after taking a drag, blowing it out for the room to circulate. "Now, what's with you?" As Denki takes the rolled marijuana from Hanta, Ochako breathes a sigh of relief, the attention no longer on her.

"Nothing wrong with me," Mina turns to look at him, her dangling earrings swaying long after she's stopped moving. "I just have nothin' to say-" Denki rudely cuts her off, shoving the blunt in her face as he speaks.

"Hah! As if you have nothing to say, Ash!" The smell of weed burns her eyes a tiny bit and she blinks at him with her fake eyelashes, showing off her eyeshadow each time her lids close. "You're hiding something!"

Mina rolls her eyes and scoots away from the pair, closer to Ochako, Asui, and Katsuki when he comes back. When he sits down, Mina smirks in Denki's direction as Hanta sits there with the joint singeing on his fingertips. "I'm not~!" Her tone is cheery like they don't only suspect Katsuki and Ochako of something, but Mina, too.

"Just got a text from half-n-half," Katsuki says as he shoves a grey, Hamilton jacket in Ochako's face, getting comfortable enough to continue with the planning. "Keep it," The ruby-eyed Omega has on a dark-green Slytherin shirt, black sweats, his favorite black earring in his right ear, his matching shark-toothed necklace, and his finger and toenails are painted black to stop himself from biting his fingernails. "He said he and the iron bastard are leaving so let-"

"SERIOUSLLYYY!?!" Ochako yells in their ears, looking at the jacket as if it's a prized possession. "YOU LIKE HAMILTON?!" Katsuki slightly turns to his friend, turns off his phone, and scrunches his face up as if that was a given.

"Of fucking course I like Hamilton- not even," Katsuki corrects himself swiftly, concerning the rest of his guests. "I love Hamilton," Denki snorts but Hanta just stares with a look that says he doesn't know how to react to this; Katsuki being remotely nice to someone other than Eijiro is just mind-boggling.

"Baku-Chan-" Tsuyu suddenly says, pointing to a certain spot on the floorplans and everyone averts their attention to that. Their finger rests on the middle left side of the plans, where a dead-end leads to the city sewage below.

"What? And don't call me that," Katsuki adds while looking at them with a sidelong glance.

"This is one of the only little exits that we know of in this entire house, Ribbit!" Everyone leans over the blueprints and follows Tsuyu's finger. "So we should only assume the League knows of this too; We should have Shoji-Kun and Jirou-Chan around here to listen for them, Ribbit!" Katsuki looks at the paper for a second longer then nods, picking up a blue marker to mark the spot on the white, laminated paper.

"Awwh, no fair, Asui-Chaann~~!" Denki complains, rolling over onto his back as he lays on top of Hanta's thigh and stretches his legs out in front of him. "I wish I'd thought of that-"

"If you wish you did, you'd be thinking instead of congesting my goddamn house with weed!! I'm gonna throw you and that shit out!" He barks at him as his Manx, Luna, creeps in the room, stalking toward Katsuki.

"Chill out, dude," Hanta says, blowing a puff in the hothead's face. "It helps us think, y'know...it's calming- plus you can't act like you don't ask for a hit every now and then-"

"The last time I asked for a hit was years ago-" Ashido whistles and Ochako gently smacks her arm as Asui shakes their head.

"Suuureee- GAAH!!" Denki screeches and bolts upward when Katsuki lunges toward him, jumping over the others and chasing after the electric male as he speeds around furniture, narrowly avoiding breaking items. Hanta frowns because now his lover has his weed but he presumes it's okay for now. Ashido and Ochako go back to what Asui was saying before, ignoring Denki's screams of fear. "MERCY!! HAVE MERCY, KACCHAN- NO, NOT MY DRUGGSS!!"

"Ribbit, I think we should put Monoma-Kun over there too, for extra precaution," Tsuyu points to the area where they believe Neito should be placed and Ochako thinks for a second. She and Hanta then nod and Ashido hums.

"I'm pretty sure- no, 100% sure that 'Suki has already thought of that so he'll know already..." They all continue to converse even when the other two come back, and the time goes on quickly, and by the time people start to leave, Katsuki and Ochako are left, wondering where Eijiro is.

The late afternoon light has now shifted into a soft, golden light of the early evening, illuminating their faces as they clean up the small mess the guests left, Ochako acting as if it were her own home. "'M'gonna call him again," Katsuki says when he's done putting the last of the markers away in his room, coming back to plop on the end of the couch, throwing his leg on top of the other as Ochako puts a few bowels in the sink.

"'Kay!" The Alpha yells back to him as she does the dishes for Katsuki. In the living room, just before he calls his lover, Katsuki stares ahead, looking at nothing in particular. He appears to be lost in thought, thinking of something. His mind is occupied with many thoughts that send his mind into a jumble; He hasn't seen Yo since the day his engagement was announced, and everywhere he goes, he thinks he'll be there again, his bone-chilling smile greeting him from across the room as he talks to Eijiro or something of that sort; Katsuki has also been hung up on what happened with him and Ochako over what seems like a month now, so confused on how it happened and why it happened to them, how fate happened to go that way and twist into that direction. He still hasn't talked about it with her because every time he brings it up she changes the subject or he does so himself, not wanting to ruin what he has with her.

Katsuki's friendship with Ochako seems special to him like he has a soft spot for her. She suddenly comes back into the sitting room and casually lays down on his lap, tossing her feet in front of her, and getting comfortable as he looks down at the brunette. "Did you call?"

Katsuki now stares at her hazel eyes and it strikes a tiny note in his heart, a tiny one, nonetheless a note. "Voicemail,"

~

Izuku dances pantless with his All Might shirt in his kitchen, cooking himself some scrambled eggs for dinner as he bops his head rhythmically to If You Want To by baebadoobee when he faintly hears an unfamiliar sound outside of the world he's created. He reluctantly takes out one earbud and waits a moment, hearing the noise again, recognizing it as a knock on the door. Izuku swears and puts the spatula down on his counter, dashing to the door, raising himself to the tips of his toes to peek through the slit at the top.

He can only see a mouth but he's kissed that mouth enough times to know that those lips belong to Eijiro Kirishima. "U-Uh- Give me a second!!" He yells and the knocking stops, so he runs in the other direction to find a pair of pants to throw on. He ends up finding some bright-orange leggings that match not in the least to his merchandise, but it's better than nothing he supposes. Once he opens the door, Eijiro looks down at him with a sheepish smile that makes him regret opening the door immediately. "Wh-why are you here?"

The question is a familiar one, that would usually be answered with another question; "Is Ura home?" Things would escalate from there, but Izuku knows they're over now, and Eijiro has not a single reason to be at his front door now, making him embarrassed and pissed at the same time. Eijiro doesn't know why he's here either, he just felt the need to come here, maybe he had something to say whilst in the car, but he's since forgotten.

Izuku stops staring at him and looks down to see a sitting Huskey, its smile greeting him with a thousand hellos as he kneels to pet the puppy. "Oh, hi there!! What a cutie you areee~!" Eijiro just watches as Izuku coddles his dog, feeling dumb for driving over here. "And what's your name, you cwute widdle puppyy?!" The Alpha takes this as his cue to say something which Izuku would love. He'd love for Eijiro to say something, anything at all, not just stand there and look pretty, attracting him with his handsome, chiseled features.

"His name is Chipoya," The pup yips at his name, looking back to Eijiro expectantly. "And dwis is Izuku, Chipi!" He points to Izuku who gets nearly knocked over by the dog when it showers him in kisses.

"Th-that tickles-!" Izuku giggles as Chipoya lovingly slobbers all over him, so much so, Eijiro has to pry the dog off him, apologizing.

"Sorry about tha-"

"No, no, it's fine, really!" Izuku dismisses, waving his hands in front of himself. He wanted Eijiro to say sorry, but not for this...

There's a bit of an awkward silence until there's a sharp POP! that comes from the stove behind Izuku, and he bolts back to it, picking up the spatula and turning the heat down. "Awh, shit," He curses as Chipoya wanders as far as he can go on the leash, sniffing at the floor as Eijiro stays rooted where he is. "You want some kinda burnt eggs, Eij?"

The nickname slips out on accident but neither of them says anything about it, Izuku going to get some plates for them. "Sure," Comes his flat response. He steps inside the house like he's never done so before, and he sits down at the table. Izuku dishes them both out a plate as Chipoya sits by their feet, waiting for a taste. Izuku sets it down and sits adjacent to Eijiro as he tries the food with trembling chopsticks.

The eggs are terribly dry, flaking, and brown like they're old skin that needs to be peeled off but the seasoning makes it a tad easier on the tongue, the flavors dancing around their mouths. Eijiro offers a bit to the pup waiting so nicely and he gladly accepts as Izuku continues the conversation. "What are you doing here?"

Eijiro casts his gaze toward the sink behind Izuku instead of looking at him as if meeting his gaze would turn him to stone. "I dunno-"

"Eij- you know you-" Izuku struggles to thread his words together as Eijiro struggles to hear them. "You can't come here anymor-"

"We're friends, though," He says the word friends with so much emotion that Izuku holds onto that, that feeling he gets when Eijiro says they're still friends, even if for a fleeting moment. "Aren't we?"

"I-" Izuku is shocked by the need for confirmation and pauses with his chopsticks just in his hand, not picking up food or anything. He then looks away from Eijiro who isn't even looking at him, because this isn't Eijiro. Eijiro would look at him in his very soul as he talks to him, making his mouth feel parched and his skin feel slippery. "I guess, we just- can't keep meeting up like this unless it's for work 'cause you know what'll happen if you don't..." The simple statement is filled with a thousand lies of their relationship that paint their lips white with guilt. "So, you should go,"

Regardless of whether or not Izuku opened the door knowing who it was on the other side or let him come inside even though it wouldn't lead to anything good, that doesn't matter now; Izuku's politely kicking Eijiro out of his house out of pure consideration for himself and his "new" friend.

Eijiro finally looks at those green irises but they don't meet his desperate look as he speaks. "Why'd you let me in-?"

"Because it's the nice thing to do," Izuku says, focusing on the dust particles that swim in the evening light swirling in his window.

"No, I mean," Eijiro clears his throat, kicking his heart back to where it belongs, which isn't pounding in his ears or throbbing uncontrollably in his throat. "Why did you let me in that far? That we got to this point."

Izuku still doesn't look at him, even as he gets up and takes their plates to wash them. "I don't know," He says this in a tone that says he does know because the gem-haired Omega now knows exactly why he let Eijiro in this far; Love.

Eijiro can only assume from the way that Izuku quickly does everything, averting his gaze, doing other things, he tries to figure out what Izuku is properly thinking but not even his childhood friend could do that. "You do know. What do you know?" Izuku sighs and hunches his back over the task like it's a bomb he's diffusing, his total concentration required. Once he's finished and turns around, drying his scarred hands, Izuku answers thinly.

"I know the same as you do-" Eijiro groans and shakes his head, holding himself back from standing up. "What's-"

"What's wrong is that you're deliberately leaving something out- Something I'd rather you say-" Izuku abruptly shrieks, a shrill sound that startles Chipoya and Eijiro. The heels of the Omega's hands press into his eyes and he groans as he starts to see white and stars from pressing so hard into his sockets, startling Eijiro into silence.

Izuku's knees wobble ever so slightly and Eijiro thinks he might fall until he just collapses against the cabinets directly below the sink before letting out his shaky answer. "Y-You know why I've been avoiding you the past couple of weeks, Eijiro?" The latter shakes his head, but he's not even sure he wants to know. "It's because I-I'm so fucking ob-obsessed with you to the point where I even l-look at you and I just realize I w-want you-" He pauses, moving his trembling hands from his face before continuing. "Even ri-right now, I just w-w-want you so bad- no I don't mean it like that, I just want to love you, Eijiro," Eijiro stops at this, and he barely hears anything else Izuku says, as his mind starts swirling.

It's minutes before he comes back to, his thoughts clearing out of his mind ever so slightly for him to hear the last bits of what Izuku's saying. "...H-how could I ever even be yo-yours if I love Ochako or when y-y-you love Kacchan?" Eijiro stands up and slowly makes his way over to where Izuku is now crouched, his weight on his haunches as he relentlessly rants about what he can and can't have like a kid. "You probably don't even like me- I-I just- feel better- s-saying all this, you know? It makes me- What are you doing?" Izuku notices how Eijiro is now on his knees, sitting across from him, staring into his eyes as he speaks.

Eijiro opens his mouth to speak, but closes it again, deciding it's better to stay silent. Izuku eyes him with a look of fear and suspicion. They don't say anything for thirty-seven seconds. Those seconds, every hundredth of a second feels excruciating, their hearts damn near arresting on the spot, their blood pressure so high they might pop a blood vessel, and the anticipation of what will or won't happen just slicing through their necks like a torturous murderer.

But the instant those thirty-seven seconds have ended, Eijiro leans in, closing the distance without so much as a sneeze. They kiss, Izuku leaning into it like it'll be his last, but he knows better when it comes to Eijiro. The kiss is sweet and soft, not hinting at anything else. Maybe as a goodbye. Though it probably won't last, this kiss that doesn't lead to anything is leading to just that; Nothing.

So, after a couple of moments, after basking in the warmth of Eijiro's lips and body against his for what feels like the last time, Izuku pushes him away with a gentle touch to the chest, smiling with the warmth of the kiss. "I...love you, Izuku," Although neither of them expected Eijiro to whisper that, Izuku isn't too phased and his smile widens.

"I love you too, Eijiro," He hesitantly snakes his numb fingers from Eijiro's shoulders to his nape, pulling him down into a hug. "But I have to let you go,"

The gentle pull of his shirt in Eijiro's fingers just softens him so much he might just melt under his touch, but he has to keep it together. For Ochako, at the very least. "Thank you,"

~

"Eij's staying at Mina's for the night," Katsuki says nonchalantly as he flosses his teeth, getting ready for an early bedtime while Ochako just hovers around, in his clothes and ready for bed herself since she just decided to stay over without permission. "'Chako?" He follows up when she doesn't answer. Katsuki's now in a navy-blue "NASA" shirt and the same black sweats from before, most if not all of his accessories put away for the night.

"Sorry," Comes Ochako's low answer from his bedroom, most likely on his bed doing something scandalous. "Did you have braces when you were younger?" She asks casually.

"Uh, yea." Katsuki finishes and rinses his mouth out, about to put on some chapstick before he realizes what Ochako just said. "Wh- WAIT, WHAT?!" He sprints into the other room and sees her on his bed, her legs swinging behind her as she lays on her stomach, carefreely looking through his old yearbooks. He doesn't even give her body a chance to react before pouncing on her, trying to snatch the said book in her hand that depicts him with braces. "COME HERE, YOU LITTLE-"

"AHAHAHAHHA!! KATSUUUKIIII!! WAIT-" Ochako squeals in his ears as he aggressively tries to pry the object out of her hands. When brute strength doesn't work, he lays off on her for a moment to look at her under him, only wearing a "Mother Mother; O My Heart" T-Shirt and shorts that no longer fit him, then he grins like a feral animal and Ochako squeaks, knowing what's about to happen. "Oh no,"

"Oh, yes," Katsuki sneers before he mercilessly attacks her neck, armpits, ribs, and feet, tickling the hell out of her as she screams for him to stop, tears leaving her eyes from all the laughing. "HOW'S THIS FOR SHOW, YOU CHEEKY BITCH?!" Ochako can barely tell left from right but somehow maneuvers her hands in front of her, finding his chest and trying to aim for his weak spots. Some people like Eijiro and Hanta just aren't ticklish, but Katsuki isn't one of those lucky few, and when Ochako wiggles her fingertips right under his arm, not meeting his armpit, but just before, he too screeches and then just rolls off Ochako, trying to escape the attack. "AAGHNJHJ!!"

But she pursues, coming after him as he tries to hide under the blanket but his fucking toe is just peeking from under it, and she takes that as a chance, causing the poor Omega to shout many swears and curses her way until he tries to kick her, just narrowly missing. "F-FUCK OFF!!"

"Okay, okay!! I'll stop!!" Ochako says hurridly, crawling back over to the book, and then sliding right under the blanket with Katsuki, trying to read it in the dark.

"W- You're still looking at that shit?" Katsuki snaps and tries to take it away from her again but just waves it off when she snatches it back.

"Yeeeaaaah...OOOOH, IS THAT YOU AND DEKU?!?" At the sound of his name, Katsuki groans but still turns his head, looking down at the old picture of the pair.

"Mm, yea. Sure the hell is," Katsuki stares at his younger self of what he remembers to be his fifth year of school, and sure enough, instead of his paper white smile is a set of wire entangled within his mouth as he leans against Izuku at age ten, his arms around the smaller boy, who smiles so awkwardly you'd swear he's never done it before. Katsuki holds up a peace sign and Izuku does too, which is just in between the two since Izuku wasn't allowed to touch Katsuki but Katsuki was allowed to touch Izuku. Izuku's other hand just sits in the air as if it had something to do but wasn't sure whether or not to do it while Katsuki has both of his arms around Izuku's neck, hugging him tightly. "He's always had that stupid baby face," Katsuki says flatly as Ochako kisses the photo, which makes him cringe.

"Mwuah~" Katsuki stares as she keeps looking through the book, reading the Quirks of the kids and teachers in his school. This goes on for a couple more minutes until Katsuki initiates a conversation.

"'Chako?" She faintly mumbles, reading the signatures from all his classmates on the back page of the book. "I have to, um, tell you something..." When she doesn't say anything but keeps reading, he takes the book from her and closes it, tossing it out of their makeshift fort.

"HEEEYYY~~!!! I WAS READING DEKU'S NOTE TO YOU-!" Ochako starts to whine but is cut off by Katsuki's hand on her mouth.

"Shut up. Eyes on me, cheeks," This makes her nod but licks his hand and he snatches it away, wiping it on his pants. "GROSS AS HELL!" She giggles at this and after he calms down, his features soften just as he looks at her, being this close to her and breathing her in, smelling his shampoo in her now kinda curly hair, seeing the bit of sweat the rests on her body from the mini-fight they had earlier. He notices all these tiny things, and they go to a tiny pile in his head, weighing him down with the weight of his feelings for her, though he's barely aware of those feelings. "Anyway, what I have to say- You- You know how important it is to me because you also- you should know," He pauses to put his words together and Ochako's voice fills in his absence.

"I should know about what?"

"No- stop. Just let me say this- let me say it like this," Katsuki says thickly, trying to maintain eye contact as he speaks. "I...I finished my transition when I came to U.A." He says this and this only, hoping she'll pick up what he's putting down. After a moment, she gets up from under the blanket and Katsuki's stomach drops, an uncharacteristic frown forming on his features as he follows her with his eyes. Ochako hunches over the edge of the bed, picking up something and he doesn't know what until she sits up, opening the three yearbooks from seventh to ninth grade. Katsuki doesn't get it until she opens the first one, setting it down, and does the same with the other two, overseeing them closely as he watches from the comfort of his blanket.

Ochako then gasps, noticing the clear differences from the late middle school years to his early high school years; Katsuki had much longer hair, most of the other books had it up in some way so she couldn't tell the difference but in seventh grade, his hair was sitting gracefully on his shoulders while simultaneously going out in all directions, especially in his bangs, slightly curled for the occasion, what looks like the top of a light blue dress, and his weak smile that showed an awkward amount of teeth because he had braces again (he bit into an apple the first time to show it who was boss and that didn't work out) just pulls the entire thing together for Ochako, and she notices the text under the picture:

Koyuki Bakugo.
Quirk: Explosions.
"Most Likely To Be Her Best."

Ochako then puts that aside, picking up the eighth-grade yearbook, flipping through it to see Katsuki's appearance then; This time, Katsuki's hair was cut to settle at about the middle of his neck around his Adam's Apple in a display of something Ochako thought she'd never see, but he had some streaks of color in his hair, and, unlike the last time, the makeup on his face was just black eyeshadow around his eyes, and he was more aggressive with his outfit than last time; He had what looks like a striped turtleneck and a black T-shirt with text she can't read, with necklaces and chokers around his neck making him damn near unrecognizable.

He didn't smile in this one.

The text below it captions:

Koyuki Bakugo.
Quirk: Explosions.
"We hope next year will be better!"

And then Ochako turns to the U.A. yearbook, recognizing everyone in their class once she flips to class 1-A, finding Katsuki amongst the crowd. She vividly remembers this day, he was wearing ripped, sky-blue, jeans, a checkered pair of black and white Vans, a grey shirt with white textile that yells "Attack On Titan.", a black hoodie that he kept the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, that was also around when he started cutting his hair so the undercut was there too along with a pair of grey, perfectly round glasses that just sat gracefully on his slender nose and his all-time favorite black earring that just chills in his right ear. His perfect smile was used in this one, a little more genuine than the past years but still grouchy.

This time, the words underneath his photo are ones she's familiar with:

Katsuki Bakugo.
Quirk: He uses nitroglycerine to create explosions within his palms.
"We've seen good, but never this good." - All Might; Yagi Toshinori

Ochako finally closes the last book and gently places them on the floor once more, now properly looking at Katsuki and understanding. Fully understanding. Katsuki has been staring at her and now it's no wonder his cheeks turn a bright shade of red when she meets his trembling rubies. "So...you're...?"

"Yeah." Katsuki grumbles then shoves his face into his arms, blushing wildly as Ochako keeps talking.

"Why didn't you-"

"Didn't wanna,"

"When did you-"

"When I was little, I always felt different since I was always trying to be number one even though everyone else was a- well, y'know, and plus Ma never really thought I could be number one back then...so I started around fifth grade," Ochako stops talking and takes the covers off his head, to which he responds by growling. "What?"

"I'm in love with you." Ochako says with a serious look on her face that just scares Katsuki.

"What?" He stares and she returns the glare. "What?" The five-word sentence finally sinks in after a moment. "What? Ochako, what?" Hearing her name, Ochako finally realizes what she's said, what she's done, and how the hell is she going to fix it?

"Shit," Ochako whispers quickly. Katsuki finally sits up, still looking at her. He's not sure what to do. Not a clue. He's afraid of what'll happen if he does anything, so staring is a safe bet for now. They say nothing at all, the silence is so thick you could cut it up and spread it on bread for someone to eat.

Katsuki's heart is beating so fast he thinks he might be having an anxiety attack, and for a moment, he almost does, but Ochako, who's also had attacks before, knows the telltale signs so she just rests a hand atop his, trying her best to comfort him with her Pheromones even though she can't even comfort herself. Katsuki then looks into Ochako's eyes again, feeling weak under her intent look. Now his fingers are slowly creeping up her skin, pulling her closer so slow that she doesn't notice until her head is just a few inches from his, feeling his warm, minty breath on her nose.

They sit there for a moment, no one else, just them as they focus on each other until Katsuki gently presses his mouth against Ochako's. It begins as a soft graze against each other, but a hand is soon intertwined in hair, another is resting on someone's nape, and it quickly becomes more than just a kiss. Katsuki is found pushing Ochako down onto the bed, still kissing her as she moves her hands from his neck to his back, pressing his body even closer to hers as their tongues mingle.

She pulls away from his lips only to put hers on his neck, kissing him softly before sucking on the skin, leaving tiny hickeys on him. "Ah~ 'Chako- wait- I-" Katsuki's words are swallowed when he feels her getting hard against him, like the blush on his face couldn't get any worse. "Fucking- hold on!" He says, sitting up on her lap.

"Sorry, I-" Ochako starts but Katsuki holds his hand up.

"No, it's fine- I mean, IT'S NOT FINE!" He shouts and Ochako smirks at his fury. "I mean, like- fuck. Man, I wasn't expecting all this- And you're going along with it? I mean you just said- that! How the hell are you so calm and collected?" He snarls at her, though he's just having a heart attack, not sure what to do though his body keeps moving on its own.

"I dunno!!?!?" Ochako herself hasn't a clue on what to do from here; She wasn't supposed to get this far. "Do you not want to-"

Katsuki sighs and rolls his eyes before leaning back down, placing his hand on her sweaty cheeks as he kisses her again. "I don't do shit I don't want to do," He sits up again and takes off his shirt before diving right back into Ochako's touch.

"You- mmpfh~ You know what I- want to do~?" Ochako says in between breaths, moaning a bit as Katsuki returns the favor of kissing her neck and chest.

"What's that, Ochako~?" He grumbles as he takes off her shirt, revealing one of the bra's she left here just in case an emergency sleepover happened. Katsuki realized when he was in middle school that he loves boobs, not just loves, but like, loves boobs. He also realized back then that he hated them on himself, but on someone else, preferably someone he's attracted to, that flips his switch like he's a light.

Ochako flushes when he takes her bra off, tossing that to the side before just laying his face in between her cleavage, gently kneading her breasts as he just looks up at her, his expression soft for someone with his face in boobs. "I- Fnmnm...I wanna- pay you back... Ugh~" Katsuki raises his eyebrows and his face as he responds, both of them missing the warmth of the other.

"Pay me back...? Just what are you proposing?"

~

"You know, when you said you'd pay me back, I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS!!!" Katsuki screams from behind his hands as Ochako looks where she was told for the sex toys (that Katsuki just has in a box ?????!?!?!). She comes back after a few minutes and the big box is just floating in the air as she talks.

"The first time we went shopping, you said I'd pay next, and it's been five shopping trips since then and I still haven't paid you a single dime," Ochako lets the box fall loudly on the floor, though nothing falls out, and she bends over to find something suitable, finally picking up a bright orange vibrator that looks to be eight inches long. "So, now, I'm 'repaying' you for all those times~" Katsuki drops his hands to the bed, barely believing how Ochako, his friend, is now half-naked, in front of him with his favorite plaything, about to do only God knows what with him. His legs are splayed in different directions, his pants and boxers pushed to the floor in their hurry, leaving him raw and exposed for Ochako to see, for her to ruin.

When she gets on the bed again, crawling toward his dripping cunt, and holding the vibrant toy in her hand, Katsuki swiftly encloses her neck between his thighs, grinning a little himself as he licks his lips sinfully. "This better be one hell of a payment, or I might just have to get a refund~"

Ochako kisses his clit, making a tiny groan leave his lips as he instinctively tangles his fingers through her brunette locks. "I hope I don't disappoint you, Katsuki~"

"Better not~♥︎"

Chapter Text

"I hope you like to be teased~" Ochako says slyly over Katsuki's cunt, her breath being the pure source of his anger when he responds.

"Don't use that pretty mouth to talk, unless you want to die," His snarl doesn't sound as it should, coming through as if he's a flirty teen rather than anything. Ochako sneers at him but not another word comes out of her mouth for a while. She still has that bright orange vibrator in her hand, but she saves that for later.

Instead, she starts to lick him, first at his clit, but traveling downward to pleasure his entire front. "Atta girl," Katsuki groans softly, putting his hand in her hair as she slowly works her mouth and tongue around his labia, sloppily yet lazily licking and kissing his nether area.

Ochako sucking and kissing his clit slowly leads him to these moans that Ochako just loves, the type of moans she wants to be louder, needier, and by all means, she wants him to start begging throughout these mewls of pleasure. To make him get to that breaking point, she sneakily puts a finger on him, stimulating him further when she pushes it inside, another groan leaving him as she adds another, starting to prepare him for the main course. "Fhuuuuckk, 'Chako..." Katsuki sucks his bottom lip under his teeth before finishing what he wants to say. "P-push them d-deePPERR~~!" His sentence turns to a shout as she obliges to what he asks for, pushing her fingers as far as they'll go.

Ochako reluctantly pulls her mouth away from his sweet spot before finally using her other hand which holds the toy, letting it swipe across him for just a moment, a tiny gasp coming from Katsuki as he looks down at her. "W-What are yo-" She does it again, this time letting it touch him for a second longer, then pulling it away swiftly, a curse leaving Katsuki's mouth as he leans back onto the pillows. "Fuck..."

"Do you want me to do it again, 'Suki?" Ochako asks, hovering the stupidly thick toy over him as he trembles against her, a fresh layer of slick forming as he answers breathlessly.

"J-Just- fucking DO IT!" Katsuki can feel the heat starting to get uncontrollably hot in his palms and he removes his hands from her hair, grabbing the headboard as smoke rises from his hands. Ochako snerks at his twisted way of begging and obeys. She takes her fingers out of him and, unbeknownst to Katsuki, turns the object on to medium before lubing it up with her spit and his fluids as she presses it against his folds. "A-AHHH! WH-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! JU-ST- HOLY SHIT," The rest of his sentence is lost into a scared squeal as Ochako tries to push the toy inside him, feeling his legs squeeze her tighter as the faux penis gets further and further inside him. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-" He's now just whispering to himself as he bottoms out, Ochako wiggling out of his grip to get closer to his face.

"You're doing absolutely great, Katsuki~" She whispers while simultaneously pushing the toy in and out, just a tiny bit as he adjusts to it. A kiss a planted on his cheek before the soft praises continue. "You're taking this, no problem like the absolute king you are~" This type of praise catches him off guard, a moan slipping out before he catches his breath long enough to respond.

"Wh...ooooouughh f-uuck, that's good..." Katsuki takes a moment to arrange his thoughts trying not to focus on the vibrating dildo shaping his insides at the moment. "Did you j-just call me a k...kiiinnnggg holy fuUCCK~!" Ochako leaves a few kisses on Katsuki's jawline before speaking softly into his ear.

"You called me a queen today, didn't you~!" Her remark sends unnecessary shivers across his skin while he musters a slurred response.

"I- S-SAID YOU WEEEREENNNN'T A Q-QUEEEENNN~!" Ochako hears Katsuki make a sharp gasp, his breath quivering before he lets out a needy mewl of pleasure. "O-OUUCHAKOOO, OH MY G- Y-YOU'VE GOTTA F-FUCK ME RIGHT N-NOOW-!!" He suddenly flings his arms back to Ochako, holding her tightly as he gets oh, so close to orgasming, his hips thrusting onto the toy before she pulls it out.

Katsuki almost commits a crime but she stops him with her lips, intertwining hers with his as she moves to be on top of him, just the way he moans and whines into their wet kisses making her heart race faster than it already is. Ochako busies her hands with fondling with his chest, his stifled groans of protest falling on deaf ears. The toy has been tossed to the side, no longer on her mind.

When she does disconnect from his mouth, a line of spit following, Katsuki doesn't hesitate to cutely complain. "Why'd you s-stopah~! D-Don't touch me there, Ochakooo~" Katsuki can't ease the need in his heart to say her name no matter how lewd it sounds when he says it.

"I wanna bottom this time," She states, ignoring his question and his request. "If you don't min-" Katsuki gently knocks her head, groaning with an arch in his back.

"Well, that's too bad cause I d-don't have a strap," He says as she just observes his body from above, no longer teasing his nipples. "Nor do I have any desire to top," She secretly admires the scars on his chest as well as the tattoos on his arms, tracing her fingers across sweaty skin as she answers quietly from his lap.

"You can still top but be fucked, y'know," Ochako lets a soft smile seep through and it's Katsuki's turn to admire her. He notices the faint stretch marks on her body, a few stray fingers grazing across them. He remembers she was a bit bigger than she is now, now down to her desired size although Katsuki doesn't think there'd be much of a difference if she didn't lose that weight. Maybe he would've found it cute back then, if he hadn't set his sights on Eijiro, that is.

But her face is and always will be that cute round shape he can easily cup between his hands, and he definitely doesn't mind that.

"Actually," He says after a second, leaning over to look at that box of toys sitting right beside the bed. "There might be something...get off me real quick, and take off your underwear," He adds before she obeys, confused.

"Do you have a strap?"

"Nope, Eij would never," Katsuki looks back at her, holding up an unopened package of what looks like a double-sided dildo and some lube. "But I know you would,"

~

"A-Ahhnnghh~ Katsukiiii...this is..." The rest of Ochako's statement is forgotten with the Omega in the process of preparing her for the aggressive sex they're about to partake in, three of his sticky with lube fingers thrusting inside of Ochako's ass.

"Good? It should be, princess~" He speeds up the pace a bit as he kisses the head of her cock that twitches and leaks with anticipation. It's been holed up in her panties up until Ochako was instructed to take them off, and now her dick is practically aching for attention.

"Where do y-you get off c-calling me that? O-OR SHOULD I CALL Y-OU PRINNNCEE~!" A tiny press to the prostate lets Katsuki know exactly where it is and he attacks that spot as he scissors his fingers.

"If that makes you happy, sweetness~" It's like Katsuki's shifted into an entirely different mood after hearing Ochako's cries of pleasure, not knowing she could change her sexual position as quickly as that.

Yet he goes along with it as he leans against her thighs, teasing and flustering her poor body with both his remarks and his actions. "I-IT'S BEENNGH FIFTEEN M-MINUTES I THINK I-IM OKAYAAH~! OH GOD, STOP TEASSINNNNGHH~!" Ochako shouts at him with a shaky moan, the blonde smiling between her legs.

"Beg for it," Maybe he's doing a little too much, but in his weak defense, she teased him first and she fucked him first, so he technically has rights to make her beg. Plus, maybe being top is way more fun than he thought. "Beg for me to stop finger-fucking you and slide that toy in your ass while I fuck myself with the other side of it,"

"K-KATSUKI, I-I'M NOT GONN-" She tries to finish but Katsuki stops her, slowly repeating himself.

"Beg. For. It." Katsuki lowers his voice to a husky whisper and she feels her breath hitch as tingles travel from her shoulders to the tip of her toes.

"Hmgnh..." Ochako likes that. She likes the way he's started to treat her, even though she doesn't mind if he's begging for more or demanding her to beg. "Pl-PLEASE~! JUST- HURRY UP AND- PLEASE, I W-WANNA C-COME WITH YOOOUGH, KATSUKIIIIII~!" Ochako's squeals excite him that much more.

It arouses so much excitement within his body that he kisses her stomach before pulling his wet fingers out of her, giving her one last tantalizing retort before picking up the new toy. "What a good girl you are for me~"

Ochako doesn't respond, just a tiny groan as Katsuki sits up, holding the toy out for her. "Wha-"

"Suck it." Although they've just gotten comfortable, Katsuki comes on strong.

But hell, Ochako comes on even stronger as she sticks her tongue out, coming closer to the fuchsia plastic as does Katauki, who holds it steady in the middle, putting his lips around the shiny blue end of it too. It's an interesting image; The two of them sucking and slobbering eagerly on a sex toy that they're about to shove in their bodies to orgasm together on all the while cheating on their spouses.

Katsuki sucks it as far as he can, reaching the halfway mark of seven inches and Ochako does the same, their lips touching as their eyes sting and they gag, Ochako coming off first, Katsuki following soon after. He doesn't let the choking get to him before he continues licking up the sides of it, the woman following suit after clearing her throat. He can see the tears falling down her face but doesn't even notice his own as his hand slowly goes to his swollen and throbbing clit, a tiny moan escaping him as he touches himself.

Ochako notices his hand and goes to touch herself but he stops her, pulling the toy back toward him as he positions himself comfortably. "Don't get too comfortable, princess," A sly grin comes onto his face, and Ochako huffs but puts her left leg under his right, his left going under her right thigh as they get a little closer. Katsuki flips the toy so the pinker side is facing him.

"You really wanna do this?" Ochako asks quietly, which makes him falter.

Just for a moment, though. "Are you sure?" He adjusts his hips a little before finishing. "If yo-"

"No, no, it's fine, I like to try new things..." She says before her voice lowers this time, catching the other off guard with her Alpha tendencies. "Especially with you, darling~" Or maybe it's just the Mommy kink showing.

"Oh, shut the hell up," Katsuki says as he rubs it against her, intending to out it inside Ochako first. "Just hope you're ready 'cause I er- squirt a lot,"

"Y- WH- KATSU- AH!" He's already pushed it inside of Ochako, marveling at how tight she looks yet it slides in and out of her smoothly. "W-Why'd you d-do th-AHT~?!" Katsuki just keeps pushing and pushing the damn thing until he thinks it's good enough, probably teasing her colon as he aligns it with his entrance. Ochako watches as Katsuki starts to make small noises while rubbing the surprisingly flexible toy against his front and in his folds until he looks up at her with his handsome-ass eyes and his pretty-ass face.

"F-fuck...this is-" He stops talking and pushes the head of it inside, coming even closer to Ochako as it slides even further into his body, a long moan coming from them both as they adjust. "Fucking amazing," He finally finishes his sentence as Ochako holds out her left hand.

"L...let me h-hold your hands-"

"So you can make me float away, sur-" He stops himself at the look on her face, a sort of sulk and he takes her hand with his right just because "Ion wanna see your stupid face like that,"

"I PROMISE I WON'T MAKE YOU FLOA-AOUT~ A-AWAAYYUH-" Katsuki grinds his hips a little and she felt that. Like, really felt that. "D-DON'T GO MOVING ON YOUR OWN-!"

"I'll be the one giving instructions," Katsuki sneers with a grin before moving his hips again, this time feeling the silicone twist nicely inside of him. "Since you wanted me to top so fucking bad, Princess~"

"I-If you move that- f-fast...I-I'll-" Ochako rolls her hips right back against Katsuki, even though she's making these objections she doesn't even mean. "It a-actually feels g-OOUGHD~ AH, SHIT!" Katsuki and Ochako are barely aware of how fucking bad but so damn good it feels to cheat on their lovers as the blonde responds to her, sounding more like he's whining than anything.

"O-Of course it does...i-it's with m-EEE, FOR GOD'S SAKEUGH~~!" Now they're sort of thrusting and rubbing against each other, Katsuki's free hand itching to swipe at his clit while Ochako just holds her cock in her hand, teasing herself with every movement. "Oh, FUCK~!" Katsuki's head falls back and his eyes snap shut from the feeling while Ochako speaks again.

"W-Wait! L-Let's switch positions-!!" Her gasps come in short but loud as Katsuki forces a reply.

"W-WAIT, WHY ARE YOU MOVING ALREAADYYYY~!" Ochako's untangled her legs from his, pulling him closer as she gets on top of him. "WAI- I DIDN'T-" There's no point in Katsuki trying to say anything, primarily not with Ochako, the short but stubborn Capricorn. "D-DON'T MOVE YEEEEETTT!!!"

"OH YEAH, THAT'S BETTER," Ochako cries out, letting her hips rise and fall atop Katsuki, who's now just letting her basically ride him as he just lays back, his bent legs quivering along with the rest of his body. "Y-YEAH, THIS IS THE BEST~!" Ochako cups his face with her hands, being weary of her thumbs and he grips her shoulders.

"Y-YOU CAN'T JUST DO WHAT YOU WANNNT," He tries to look directly at her but the sensation of the dildo just damn near crushing his g-spot has him struggling to even see her clearly through his blurry vision. "OCHAKOUGH~~!"

"I'M G-GONNA DO WHAT I WANT, AND Y-YOU'RE GONNA JUST TAKE IT FOR ME," Ochako doesn't notice the trail of drool she's producing that just happens to fall into his mouth, not that he complains about it. "L-LIKE A GOOD BOY, OKAY~? Y-YEAAH!!" Katsuki doesn't say a word but he raises his legs in the air while Ochako, whose feet are on either side of his torso, keeps slamming down onto him with such force they might just be stuck together forever from it. With every move she makes, her cock brushes against his stomach and it brings Ochako closer and closer to sweet fucking release. "FUUUUUCKK, KATSUKI- I MIGHT- I'M GONNA-"

Without so much as a warning, the Omega can feel a burning, pleasurable heat building inside of his body, already about to come. "A-AHHOUGH~~! FUCK, CHEEKS, I'M G-GOUUNNAH-" Katsuki starts to scream suddenly, his nails sinking into her skin as he keeps squealing in her ears. "CUMMING, FUCK! I'M CUMMMMINNNGGHHAAH~!" He's barely got the phrase out before he lets out a loud whine as he squirts and comes all over their stomachs, some of the fluids reaching their faces just as Ochako slows her hips, sticky but sweet sperm spurting out of her with a moan.

"AH! F- KATSUKIII~!!" She finally comes to a halt, letting herself fall onto Katsuki's chest as his arms go limp against her back, both of them taking a moment to relax. "Aahhhh..."

"...Fuuuuck..." His tired gasp turns into a scream when he realizes he's fucking levitating? "WHAT!? OCHAKO WHAT ARE YOU-"

"I'M SORRY!! I'LL JU-" Even though there's a toy that keeps grinding against his sweet spot, Katsuki doesn't hesitate to pull her into a kiss. And he doesn't just kiss her, he really fucking puts his tongue into her mouth while she hesitantly puts her hands on his back again, feeling how damn rough he is with her and her body. He pulls her hair a little bit as they just hover in the air, him still kind of under her with his legs around her waist.

"Don't you dare turn this off," Ochako looks at him with a face as red as a tomato when he pulls his lips away, licking them sloppily. "I'll personally choke you to death if you even try," To this, she mutters a weak response.

"I-Is that a threat or a p-promise?"

"You let it be what you please, Princess," Ochako hugs him closer while he continues, pulling the dildo out and letting it fall to the bed below. "Also, I wanna use the real thing this time~"

She lifts her head, grinning at him again. "Fine. But I hope you can go for a few more rounds, Katsuki~"

"I hope you can go for a few more rounds, Ochako,"

~

"That was..." Katsuki starts to say, breathless then Ochako finishes the other half of his sentence, gasping for air as well.

"Amazing...? I think so," She sighs, staring at the dark ceiling that seems to be spinning and revolving like his ceiling fan as he answers.

"Hell yeah it was," They're both sweaty, sticky, and naked and exhausted but at least the sex was good. That sex was fucking God-sent. Katsuki feels Ochako turn toward him in the bed, staring at him. After a while, he turns his head, giving her a sidelong glance. "What?"

"We just cheated-!!" Ochako says in a high-pitched voice and Katsuki groans, turning over onto his side.

He meets her brown irises with his red ones, staring directly into her soul as he talks. It's a spine-chilling feeling that she experiences even though she's overheating under the blanket. "I know...I know. We did that...however long ago that was...but that was when I had no choice, really," He stops, still looking at her with this intense glare that she both loves and hates. After a second's silence, he continues. "But we had a choice this time," He finishes and Ochako responds.

"...And we chose to- do that," She breathes, the realization coming to her in full. "My problem is that I don't regret it," Then there's silence for a moment. Katsuki lays on his back again, staring at a chip on the ceiling.

"...Me neither," He says quietly. They just sit there, quiet as they watch the fan spin in the night, blowing the grey drapes in the faux wind. Katsuki's slowly starting to realize what he's just done, and it sinks very steadily like a slow-acting poison. He scrunchies his features, giving the ceiling a look of sheer disgust. He then looks over to his right, his eyes focusing on the shine from the moonlight that peeks in through the window to the left wall. Katsuki picks up the shiny object and observes the ring before sliding it on his right hand, staring at it in the weak lighting. "You know..." He whispers slowly, capturing the attention of Ochako.

"Hmm?" She turns her head to face him, although he doesn't make a move to return her gaze.

"I made a promise with this ring," Katsuki continues, his voice steady though quiet. "Not literally, but when you give or receive a ring to or from someone, you make a promise. That promise is finalized on the day of the wedding, right?" He sounds as if he's asking her a question but she doesn't speak. "Yet, I've already broken the promise twice,"

"It's n-"

"Ahh...don't say anything about it," Katsuki interrupts before his hand falls onto the bed and he turns to look at her now, scooting a bit closer to Ochako. "I don't wanna think too much about it right now. I just felt like saying," He sighs and pulls her body a little closer before just resting his forehead against her collarbone.

"I-"

"Change the subject." Katsuki breathes into her soft skin, closing his eyes. She doesn't do much for a second. Neither of them does anything, actually.

And they sit in silence again, processing, and thinking before Ochako speaks again, slowly and carefully, like her hands that slowly hug him closer to her. "...Wanna watch a movie-?"

"Depends,"

"You up for Romeo and Juliet?" Katsuki cringes and glares at her once more, even though he turns and reaches over to the bedside table to get the remote.

"I hate that movie," He says as he turns the tv on, snuggling back against her. "I'm gonna take a shower after this though," He does it because he feels safe here, here with her.

Before Eijiro and Ochako, that feeling was foreign to Katsuki.

~

"Eij?!" Denki says with shock in his voice. Eijiro had knocked on the door a few seconds ago and the first to open it was Denki, confused as to why the Alpha has tears streaming down his face. "A-Are you o-OKAY!!" Eijiro hugs him in the doorway of Mina's apartment, letting the leash for Chipoya go.

"Who is it?" He hears Hanta ask from inside followed by a giggle from Mina. Denki can't form words as Eijiro is squeezing him so tight he might pass out from lack of oxygen. "OH! WHAT'S CHIPI DOING HERE~~!?!" He says in a baby voice when the dog rounds the corner.

"E-Eijiroo!! I- c-can't bre-aathhee!!" He croaks out as Eijiro finally releases him, wiping his tears. "AAH! TH-THANK YOU," Denki coughs and Eijiro starts to explain himself as Mina comes into view.

"I-I'm sorry, Denki! I-I j-just ne-needed a h-huuuughh!!!" The end of his statement is lost to the sobbing and Mina jogs toward him, pushing Denki out of the way. The smaller man curses but goes back to the living room with Hanta, petting the dog along with him. "MINNNNAAAAAAA~~!" Eijiro wails, causing the woman to pull him inside, shutting the door with her foot. "I'M R-REALLY SO-SORRY FOR-- C-COMING IN WITH-WI-WITHOUT C-CALLIN-ING- B-BU-" Mina drags him to the living room and sits him down, sitting beside him as she puts her arms around him, hugging him.

"Shut up, you big idiot," She chastizes then hisses at her other friends to turn the fucking tv down. She continues talking to him as if she never directed her attention to the other two. "What happened? Tell me everything-" Hanta interrupts, correcting her.

"Tell us everything," Denki nods quickly and Mina rolls her eyes despite rocking Eijiro gently as if he's a baby. He finally sniffles and tries to speak, but another sob just breaks through and Denki stands up, marching over to him.

"Eijiiii!!!" He whines, staring at him with pouted lips. Eijiro looks up at him and Mina lets go of him, wiping the snot off her arm. Eijiro can smell the booze coming from Denki as the Omega stares at him, blinking awfully quickly. He sits up and tries wiping his tears again, to no avail. Denki responds by slapping him square in the face, and the crying dies down. "YOU BIG DUMMY! DON'T COME HERE CRYING AND THEN NOT SAY ANYTHING!!" Mina snorts and Hanta throws a Cheeto at her head. He snickers and Mina throws a pillow at his head while Denki keeps yelling, the Huskey now huddled in a corner, tired from all the walking he and Eijiro did today.

"I-" Eijiro is speechless for a moment then he starts crying again, unable to help it anymore. "I CHEATED ON KA-KATSUUKKIIIIIIIIII!!!!" Besides the crying and Denki's hiccups, the room is otherwise silent. Hanta stares at Mina, who averts her gaze and Denki suddenly runs in the other direction, to Mina's bathroom.

"OH NO, YOU DON'T!!" Hanta yells after him, sprinting toward the bathroom as Denki starts regurgitating whatever is left of his digestive system. "THE TOILET!! IT'S RIGHT TH- WHAT THE HELL!!" Eijiro doesn't even look in their direction as Mina just sits there, wondering how the hell this even happened.

Soon, the redhead looks over at her, snot and tears dribbling down his face. "I-I'mphf s-soowwwyyyy!!"

"It's fine, Eij," Mina says with a sigh before checking the time on her phone. "It's one in the fucking morning why are you even here, you idiot?!" She snaps at him, causing him to rear backward in fear. He himself doesn't know why the hell he showed up on his best friend's doorstep at such a late time, not even drunk or high, just, full of sadness.

"I dunnoooo!!" Mina groans and grimaces when Hanta and Denki come back, the shorter of the two slung over the other's shoulder.

"Go change your shirt or something, Han," Mina says with disgust in her tone and Hanta snarls back at her, annoyed.

"WELL SORRY I'M THE ONLY ONE IN THIS HOUSE WHO CARES ABOUT DENKI-"

"Y-You're practically m-married t-to h-himmmm!! AAUGGHHHH!!" Eijiro says before another sob breaks through, Mina tutting and rubbing his back gently. She gives Hanta the middle finger and he returns the thought as Denki hiccups, looking at Eijiro.

"Whuuass his problemf......??" Denki sniffles, coughing. "Bubs, you kinda smeeellll," He complains as Hanta puts him down on the couch before standing up straight, taking his shirt off. He just tosses the puke-stained shirt to the floor, causing Mina to swear but he no longer cares. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I HAVE NO MONNYHW BUT I CAN PAY WITH MY BODDDYIIEEEEE!!" Denki suddenly screams, trying but failing to sit up.

"Nope, you're going to bed," Hanta says as he picks his drunk boyfriend up by the waist, putting him over his shoulder. Protests sprout from Denki's mouth as the other two watch, both confused and yet not surprised as the Omega duo head back to Denki's room. "...and I'll tell you everything tomorrow..." Hanta's voice fades as he turns the corner.

Mina and Eijiro wait a moment longer before Mina speaks. "You wanna explain-?"

"N-NO! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK- SEE I-" Eijiro sputters, his brain whirring and moving too fast for anyone to keep up with. Mina just stares at him and he stops talking, taking a deep breath. Eijiro continues explaining himself after Hanta returns, some booze in his hand. "Izu and I- we ended things-"

"IT WAS MIDORIYA?!" Hanta says, nearly tripping on his beanie that he left on the floor. "Oh hell no, I've been through enough trauma for one damn night," He groans as he flops on the couch across from them, crossing his legs as he twists the top off of the drink.

"No one was planning to tell you, Han-" Mina starts before Hanta cuts her off with his point of view.

"You just didn't wanna tell me because you keep secrets like a pick-me girl- Okay, not that you are one, but you act like it sometimes," Mina glares at him but sighs with a smile on her face. "Don't worry, I still love you but you're just...really secretive," She shrugs while Eijiro groans.

"Okay, you right, you right," Mina returns as Eijiro continues. The redhead has now calmed down enough to speak without stuttering, although, he sounds as if he'll break at any given moment.

His dog trots over to him, jumping on the couch beside him before laying down while Eijiro explains weakly. "Anyway, yeah, Han. It was Izu- he just- we were-" Even though he's mentally stable for now, he still struggles to put words together, to properly explain to his friends. "Shit, this is hard to say-"

"You didn't even explain it all to me," The woman says as she stands up, picking up her half-full glass of sake, taking a sip before she sits down and continues. "All you said is you fell in love-" Mina finishes and Hanta snorts before taking a swig of the drink.

"Damn, you're down bad, Eij-"

"I KNOOW!" Eijiro whines, hiding his face in his hands as he complains. "BUT THE SEX WAS SO GOOD AT FIRST I THOUGHT I DIDN'T LIKE HIM BUT THEN HE- HE WAS JUST- ARRGH!!" Hanta chokes on his drink and Mina just laughs at Eijiro who wipes his sweaty face before continuing. "I just- he- he was just so fucking good, y'know? A-and it's not like he was rushing to leave afterward 'cause neither of us- have- well- and he was just so goddamn sweet to me despite me being with Katsuki...I don't know how I-" Eijiro stops, unable to form these words as the tape rolls inside his head.

"You love him, right?" Hanta says, turning his head to the side. Eijiro grunts and Hanta continues after putting the bottle down, shifting his legs. "Not that I really believe in this but, if you love him..."

"You gotta let him go," Mina finishes, looking at Eijiro who watches the corkboard they have up, studying the post-it notes. He dazes out, thinking about the first time he let Izuku pamper him after they had sex; It was a bit awkward at first but they started talking to each other, just making small talk, talking about nothing of importance as they laughed about it, feeling as if that moment would never end. "Eij?"

"Sorry," He mumbles before returning his attention to Hanta, who now lays on his side, about to doze off. "How did you guys get over each other?" He asks them, causing Hanta to open his eyes just enough for him to glare at the Alpha.

"Huh? You mean when we broke up like...two years ago?" Mina asks. She finishes her alcohol and Hanta sits up just to get the blanket on the edge of the couch, wrapping himself in it. He stays in that position, closing his eyes as he talks.

"We just...got over it," He mumbles. Eijiro doesn't get how people who were so close, so deeply in love for years, how they could just, stop. How everything could just change like that. "I broke up with Ash 'cause she was changing, a lot-"

Mina scoffs and crosses her legs, staring at Hanta from across the room. "You just cannot handle change, Hanta, and that's a fac-"

"I can...you just- you were literally fucking changing," He opens his eyes a tiny bit more as he talks to Mina about their past relationship. "You didn't seem like you to me, and it felt different...to be in a relationship with someone who was changing so goddamn much-"

"Sometimes change is for the greater good-" Eijiro interrupts and Mina gets it while the iron is still hot.

"Thank you, Eij," Hanta clicks his tongue and lays back down on his side, stretching his legs out while Mina makes a case for herself. "It's not my fault you haven't changed since Godknows when and I was just adapting to the fucking environment or whatever it's called," Her hands are flailing outward, over-dramatic gestures being made while Hanta stares at her lazily.

"That wasn't adaptation. But that's not the point here, Ash," He says, going back to the topic at hand. "The point is we moved on...after a long time, we got over each other," Eijiro's ears are perked at this, coming back to attention when they continue.

"Yep...basically. There were no more booty calls, no more showing up drunk on someone's doorstep, and definitely no more crying about it," Mina now casts her gaze down, staring at a stain on her carpet as Eijiro speaks again, a passing motorcycle nearly drowning out his voice.

"But how? How did you guys...move on?" He thinks again for a second before finishing. "How did you start dating other people-?"

"For one," Mina pipes up first, holding up one finger. "I'm single! I've given up on men!" Hanta smushes his face into the couch cushions as Eijiro chokes on air, drunk on sadness. "And also, when I did try dating other people, or just sleeping around, to be honest, it made me feel worse,"

"Of course, not everyone's the same," Hanta counters, though it comes out muffled with his face shoved in the pillow. "I didn't date at all for a long time until Denki made his move...then I just...I let myself try one more time, and to my surprise, it's been achingly good so far~" Mina throws a pillow at Hanta, nearly forgetting about Eijiro as she sneers at him.

"Ugh! You're getting horny-drunk!! Go to beedddd!!!" Eijiro still sits on the couch, looking as if he's asleep with his eyes open as Chipoya starts to whine. He comes out of his trance and glances down at his hungry pup, stroking his head as he continues to whine out of pure hunger. He ignores whatever the other two are saying as he stands up, getting his car keys out of his pocket. "GO TO SLEEEEPP-"

"Uh, sorry to interrupt you guys buutttt," His friends stop going back and forth and look at him. "Chip here is hungry and I don't wanna worry Kats too much even tho I told him I was staying, I think I should g-" Mina stands up too, going to grab her leather jacket off the floor and Hanta's beanie, shoving it on her messy hair as she talks.

"Uh, uhn. You're staying. Do not go home to Kats all sulky." She points a finger in his face and he shies away from her, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I'll swing by and get you some clothes 'cause you will not be sleeping in any part of my apartment with that-" She gestures with her hand to Eijiro's entire person, making him notice all the funk coming off of his body from driving around in the sun all day. "No. You stink. Go buy your dog food," She walks over random things on the floor as she goes to get her own car keys just as Hanta slides off the couch, dragging himself to Denki's bedroom. "And I'll go get you something to wear- GO!" She hisses at him and he opens the front door before dashing out of it, his dog staying behind, sleeping because god, Eijiro likes to walk when he's depressed.

~

Mina groans as she presses her hands against the concrete steps, the palms of her hands getting dirty as she searches for the spare key she left under Katsuki's doormat, finally getting up when she finds the cold metal. "Why was that so damn hard to find?" She asks herself quietly as she pushes the key into the lock, hearing the click before she opens the door. She steps inside and turns on the light to the foyer, damn near tiptoeing her way to the room before she stops, hearing something coming from the room.

"AH! DON'T P-PUSH RIGHT THERE, YOU DUMBASS!!" Oh, that's definitely Katsuki. Another shout follows and Mina puts a hand on her face.

"WHHHYY, KATSUKIII~~! DOES IT FEEL GOOD?" And that, is Ochako.

"STOP FUCKING AROUND I- FUCK I WANNA GET SOMETHING TO EAT THO- STOP TOUCHING ME LIKE THAT~" Mina purses her lips before turning to their stairs, going up them as quietly as humanly possible, toward the attic. She prays that they have some packed boxes in there, collecting dust, hopefully. Because if she came all the way out here just to get nothing out of this but another secret to keep, she'll probably commit murder.

And luckily, as she passes the second floor and arrives at the third and last floor, Mina sees boxes up here, pushing the door aside as she goes to one of them. Mina ignores the chilling feeling she receives from the attic as she examines the box. The light is dim and the air is humid and maybe she thinks she hears spiders or something crawling around along with the echoes of what she heard before, but she fucking ignores it for Eijiro's sake. She opens the cardboard and to her surprise, clothes are folded neatly inside, presumably by Katsuki. Who is now...

Anyway, she gets an old Crimson Riot T-Shirt and some sweats, and she also scores some underwear she hopes is Eijiro's before she gets the hell out of that creepy attic, not wanting to spend another minute within this house.

Just as Mina rounds the corner from the stairs to the front door, about to reach the knob, the bedroom door creaks ever so slightly and her breath hitches, holding in a swear as the pair come out of the room, still fooling around as she ducks behind the wall of the next hallway to her right, listening although she doesn't want to. "This is so terrible what we're doing, Kats~~" Mina hears Ochako say, nearly tsking as Katsuki replies.

"I know but it feels so damn good~ Mmphmmm~" Mina can practically hear the kiss before Katsuki stops, commenting on something irrelevant. "H-Hey...fucking stop kissing me- It ticklessss- HEY! STOP~!" His snarl rings throughout the hallways as he continues. "Did you leave this light on...?" There's a bit of silence when the giggling stops and so does Mina's breathing as she scoots further to her right, pressing her back against the wall when Katsuki moves closer toward her.

"Maybe?" Ochako says before changing the subject, to Mina's relief. "But KATSUUUKIIII! PUT ME DOWN I WANNA GET MY UNDERWEAAARR!" Mina internally thanks them both for having short attention spans as Ochako continues to whine.

"Okay, OKAY!" Katsuki swears at her and Mina hears his voice fade but waits another moment. The second she moves an inch, they come back out and the light turns off, the duo heading to the kitchen as Ochako pesters Katsuki. "Gimme my phone, you idiot!"

"I'M TRYING TO SHOW YOU A FUNNY VIDEO OF JESSE WILLIAMS THOUGH!!" Mina finally shifts and looks from behind the wall and double-checks before she stands up, quietly making her way to the door again.

"Oh, continue then," That's the last thing Mina hears before she's outside, thankful she had to parallel park beside the house and not in the driveway because of Ochako and Katsuki's cars. She damn near drops her keys as she gets them out, hearing the beeps from her car as she opens the door.

Once inside the started car, Mina just puts her seatbelt on and shifts the gear into drive, checking her rearview before driving a safe distance away from Katsuki's beautiful house with the not-so-beautiful things going on inside it.

By the time she gets to a stoplight before a turn, the light has just turned red and Mina already knows it's going to be a long wait. While waiting, she fishes her phone out of her pocket, the bright screen blinding her as she puts in the passcode, opening her texts. She ignores the ones from Denki, Hanta, and Eijiro, going straight to Crystal's contact and texting her.

"when chako said she fucked kat, i didnt know she was !!PRESENTLY FUCKING!! him JDNEKSMK HWLP CALL ME RN"

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Katsuki Bakugo-25; Trans Omega (FTM). Constantly having an existential crisis after sex nowadays. Is probably in love with his girl-best friend and getting married to his boy-best friend at the same time. Has recently contracted a terrible case of baby fever but how does he tell his lover about that? Either way, when the ball happens, he's going to be over-prepared for that.

Ochako Uraraka- 25; Trans Alpha (MTF). She's still in love with her high school crush but the guy she chose to spend her life with is constantly sad so she should be there with him, right? She doesn't realize one of her best friends is about to become the main factor in her relationships. She and Katsuki have been having aggressive sex though, so she doesn't care.

Eijiro Kirishima- 24; Male Alpha. Is still struggling to tell his lover that he's been cheating on him for a while now but they're engaged so that doesn't sound like a good idea, does it? He's awfully excited about the ball, though. He even has what he's going to wear already. He just hopes everything will go alright with how everything is already going.

Izuku Midoriya- 25; Male Omega. Wants to erase his entire existence off this earth because the one thing he loves doing has been compromised because of his feelings. He hasn't had sex in what feels like years now, and it's becoming unbearable for him. Masturbation only goes so far when you're either at work or sleeping from being so tired.

Mina Ashido- 25; Female Alpha. Tried men, realized that doesn't work for her, so she's single as of now, trying to find out what she likes. She's very artistic in her free time and actually learned (along with Hanta) how to give tattoos and it's benefited(?) her and her friends a bunch. She seems to be the one person who's keeping all the secrets of the group and that can only go so far.

Yo Shindo- 26; Male Alpha. He's the root of most of Katsuki and Izuku's problems. He used to be a hero until just a few years ago, he left to be a villain for some unknown reason. He went to Katsuki and Izuku's middle school, was the pretty boy of the school, even. He was just one year above them. He ended up asking Katsuki out before he graduated middle school and to his surprise Katsuki accepted.

Crystal Spitfire- 24; Female Beta. Used to be an Omega but she found it annoying at times so she just got rid of a verse altogether. She used to be at U.A. but dropped out because it wasn't what she wanted to be doing with her life and she's working toward that goal now, bartending to get there. Mina is her best friend, her first kiss, even her first sexual experience, but they're just friends now. But Mina still tells her everything about anything.

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"OCHAKO, GET THE HELL UP!" The woman jerks awake, not understanding what the hell is happening at the moment. She's only just registered the yelling to be real and not in her dream, finally opening her eyes to Katsuki, who's got a white, cat headband that pushes his hair out of his face on as well as what looks like a green face mask on and just a white towel around his waist.

"Wh...uhmnhm...Kat...suki?" Ochako mumbles through groggy eyes. "What's wrongphf?"

"WHAT'S WRONG IS THAT YOU HAVE TO BE AT WORK IN LESS THAN AN HOUR AND YOU'RE NOT UP-"

"Oh, I could get there with fifteen minutes left..." She finally props herself up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed before dropping her feet to the hardwood floor. "God, what's that smell?"

"It's the smell of breakfeast," Katsuki says, pointing to his door, and Ochako gasps in dismay, standing up properly. "Are you that uncultured, you-"

"KATSUKII, YOU DIDN'T-"

"I didn't," He snarls, glaring at her with disgust. "I just made too much and you just happened to be herEAH! WHY ARE YOU HUGGING ME?!? GET OFF?!?" Ochako stays clung to him like a leech until he pushes her off and she runs to the kitchen with a source of excitement he's never seen before.

"THANK YOOOOUU!!" Katsuki can only roll his eyes and scowl from where he is, turning back to the steamy bathroom to finish getting ready for work.

As Ochako devours waffles, eggs, bacon, and anything else she could ever ask for on this morning, Katsuki continues to brush his teeth, having already eaten over an hour ago. The only thing on his mind besides his vigorous skincare routine is the fact that he's tired as hell, aching from the sex they stayed up too late having. He told himself he'd stop after they watched the movie and got a snack, but she just was looking at him funny. Giving him a weird look. And he just ended up kissing her but he didn't expect to get on top of her.

It happened until they physically could do no more. And he curses himself for letting it happen but he doesn't feel too bad about it. He feels horrible, but not the way he thought he would, hell he's even carrying out his regular duties as if nothing's happened, which isn't true of course.

But it's like he just doesn't care?

"Ah, damn it," He whispers softly to himself before rinsing out his mouth. As he's doing so, about to wash the mask off, Ochako appears in the doorway, her messy hair very hard to ignore. The contrast between the two is great and yet they just go together like pieces of a puzzle. "What?"

"I saw there was some juice in the fridge...can I have some?" He turns to look at her, disgust written all over his face, and she awkwardly shifts, taking that as a no. "Alrighty, then-"

"Have some, but come here when you're done," He says with finality, turning back to the mirror, staring at himself before turning the sink on, the water blocking out Ochako's nervous stutters.

About fifteen minutes later, Katsuki's face is way past rinsed and moisturized while he's brushed his hair and has done his eyeliner for the day, black jeans on instead of the towel. Just as he's finishing outlining his eyes, Ochako comes in, looking at him from the doorway again. He grumbles after a few seconds, annoyed by her staring. "What? Are you done?"

"Yeaaahhh..." She says slowly before he puts the cap back on the makeup, holding his hand out and his fingers moving in a "come here," motion. She does so, grimacing at her reflection while he gets a brush and what looks like the same mask he gave himself. "What are you-"

"Look at me," He says sharply, pointing to his eyes then back at hers with two fingers before twisting the cap off, dipping the wooden handled brush in it. Ochako's eyes wander off to the array of supplies and skincare products on the marble sink top alone, amazed by it. Her mouth hangs open for too long and Katsuki snaps her head back to him, his nose scrunched up in anger. "Look. At. Me." He repeats before gently brushing the mask onto her face as if she were a canvas and he's painting on top of her.

Ochako just watches him with a feat of awkwardness, confused about how he's still so comfortable with her, how, and why he's doing this to and for her. He seemed to want to never talk about what happened all those weeks ago because it was an accident but she knows he's got to be uncomfortable doing this. At least a little bit. "Kat-" She tries, only to get him to glare at her even harder.

"No talking," She holds her tongue for a moment longer, hoping she didn't piss him off somehow. Instead, he starts to talk softly to her. "I know what you're thinking, and I'm not mad at you, 'Chako," If it weren't for them being so close, she thinks she wouldn't even be able to hear him. "And don't say anything, 'cause you're gonna mess me up but, all that stuff you said yesterday, about being in love with me...I don't know what to say to you about it," He sighs as he moves from her cheek to her nose, lifting and lowering her chin as needed.

"I'm scared, if I'm being completely honest, and besides Eij, you're the closet thing to a friend I have now, not that I can call you that anymore since we've done that, but I want to call you my friend because you've been too damn sweet and I wanna say I love you for that but I don't want to say that. It's all just too much. But I enjoy you, okay? It's not me just saying it to make you feel better or pity you, but I actually like your stupid company," He blinks away tears, almost cursing himself out for being emotional. "I just don't want to hurt you or Eij, so you know I don't hate you," He exhales shakily, finishing up her forehead before putting the brush down. "Let that sit for ten minutes,"

"Ka-"

"I'm gonna go get dressed," He says before walking off, leaving her more confused than she started off.

~

Izuku sits at one of the tables inside the Genius office, staring at his hands. He's here a little early and not many people are here but Best Jeanist and his fellows are back, still not the man himself here. Just him and a few strays, no one he's acquainted with. Izuku has been early before, just usually Ochako or maybe even Katsuki's here. But he doesn't mind the solidarity. It's refreshing to have a proper moment to himself.

It just seems like he's been having that moment all night; Ochako wasn't home so he stayed home, trying to watch something but evidently giving up and just staring at his ceiling, thinking. He thought about many things, or at least tried to, but it all went back to one question; "What's wrong with me?" He never asked himself that question until he kissed Eijiro that day, all those months ago.

If he recalls correctly, which he knows he does because it feels like it was just yesterday, Eijiro had been over late one night for some drinks with some friends, but then all the friends had started passing out or falling asleep, and the only two left awake were him and Eijiro. A drunken game of twenty-one questions led to a kiss which led to making out on Eijiro's couch. They got so excited in the heat of the moment and ended up having sex.

Izuku convinced himself he could forget that night, forget everything, forget that feeling, but he couldn't. He slowly began to get addicted to Eijiro's touch, yearning for his kiss at times. It wasn't like him to be so blinded by sex like a fool but there he was and here he is, blinded by sex.

~

Hours later, Katsuki and Eijiro are patrolling, walking together around Japan. They're in more of the center of the city, just covering the grounds for now while other heroes like Keigo and Fumikage circle the skies. The two have been talking a bit about their mission, going over the plan once more since Eijiro has been MIA for the past few meetings. He keeps asking questions that Katsuki answers with a sour-faced scowl. "So, from the top?"

"You're hopeless," He groans as they wait at an intersection. "Ugh, okay...The clan has a special daughter but since they're extra as hell, she's getting a ball instead of a fucking regular birthday party like every other child at six-" Eijiro smiles as they cross the street, responding.

"How many birthday parties have you had in your life?"

"Twenty-five,"

"And how old are you?" Eijiro knows the answer, but he wants to see Katsuki as he realizes how spoiled he is.

"Twen- SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Katsuki punches Eijiro and he grins at him slyly. "I didn't ask for half of them anyway-"

"But, you see, I've had like- two birthday parties and I enjoyed both of them," The redhead muses with a finger in the air and Katsuki actually thinks about it, blowing air between his lips in frustration.

"Whatever," He never really had real fun until those idiots at U.A threw him a birthday party, that was kinda fun, he won't lie. "Anyhow, right, the ball; We're all gonna go by train- deployed by the government- and I'm sure you already have what you're gonna wear," Eijiro hums in agreement as he nods. "Right, it's gonna be on the first of May, and not only will we have to be there to protect her, but also beat the asses of the LoV," He snarls at the thought, his mind propelled with excitement like a motorboat.

"Some of us, for instance, Ponytail," He's referring to Momo as he uses her as an example. "Are gonna be near the entrances and exits to block them off or something while the rest of us not in specific positions will be dancing, like you and me," Eijiro beams at this, already filled with enthusiasm. "It's a cover because the people at the ball don't know we're there until it actually happens, yeah? Then it'll actually happen, so we'll just need to be prepared for anything and everything to happen, so I advise you to actually spar a bit with me so you don't fucking fall flat on your face or something,"

Eijiro almost forgets to laugh, so lost in the thought of going to a real ball with Katsuki. "I promise I won't~!" Things like this weirdly interest him and it has ever since he was a kid. To his surprise, Katsuki entertained this thought, interested a little himself. They've both watched shows set in the eighteenth and late nineteenth centuries, but actually attending a victorian themed party sounds exhilarating.

"Yeah, right- You can only guarantee that if you have extra lessons with me," Katsuki walks ahead of Eijiro, making the hero dash after him though he'd love to stay behind and watch as his slim figure blends in with the crowd.

~The next day~

"Kats, you're not coming to work?" Eijiro asks as he puts on his Red Riot shirt, fresh out the shower. "What's up?"

"I'm fine, Red," Katsuki responds from their bed, huddled under the covers while he scrolls aimlessly through his phone. "I just have a doctor's appointment at noon, so I'll just be in later." Eijiro looks confused, standing in the dim morning light like an idiot until Katsuki actually looks at him. "God, I'm fine, it's just an annual checkup,"

"Okay...well, let me know if anything's up, 'kay?" He pulls up his black jeans and puts on a belt before Katsuki actually gets out of bed, just an old All Might shirt on. He stretches with a groan before throwing his phone on the messy bedsheets, walking across the untidy floor to Eijiro, running his hands through Eijiro's red locks, and ruffling his bangs. "What are you doing~~?"

"I really gotta fix this," Katsuki says before turning Eijiro back around, smashing his face into the fluffy, strawberry-smelling, clean hair.

"There's nothing to fix, Kats," He hears Eijiro say as he puts on his black watch. Katsuki hugs Eijiro, inhaling his fresh smell before continuing.

"No, there's a lot to fix, Bubba," Eijiro's movements slow at this, feeling nervous after Katsuki says this. To fend off this sudden unit of nerves in his body, Eijiro intertwines his fingers with Katsuki's, kissing his right hand.

"Then we'll just fix it together, yeah?" Katsuki turns the taller one around, giving him a peck on the lips before backing away.

"Just shut up and go to work,"

~

When he got to work, Eijiro didn't get to do much patroling at first, since he was going over the plans for the first with a few others, making sure he had everything in order, and now, once done with all of that, he's now walking alone by himself, yet surrounded by the commotion of the late afternoon. He, despite being in such crazy situations lately, isn't really thinking about much at the moment. As he circles the blocks, he eyes the restaurants and stores, kind of window shopping as he walks past.

He passes one specific ramen shop, stopping by the entrance to look inside. He remembers coming here with Katsuki a few years back, sharing a bowl of noodles on new years night. Eijiro now presses his hand against the window, staring at that now empty spot at the bar where he and his lover sat across from each other, just warming up from a late patrol before hearing the countdown. At first, Eijiro wanted to go outside and count too, but Katsuki stopped him. And they sat there together, staring at one another as the number one came closer and closer, the two heroes coming closer as well, their lips meeting hesitantly at the break of another year.

Eijiro must be standing there for a long time because someone comes out of the store, questioning him with a gruff voice. "Hey- Aren't you Red Riot? You come for somethin' to eat?" Eijiro turns to the short man, surprise all over his features and he seems to return to the weather of April, looking back at the glass, no longer seeing what he saw just a few minutes ago.

"I- Uh-" Before he can get a word out, his phone rings in his pocket, a good excuse to leave without seeming rude. He fishes it out of his pocket, realizing it's Katsuki calling him. "Oh, sorry! I have to take this-"

"A-" And Eijiro runs away in the other direction, putting the receiver to his ear.

"Kats? How'd the appointment go-?" He asks quietly and to this, Katsuki answers in a small voice, something he doesn't recognize.

"It was...it was a baby," Eijiro stops, nearly crashing into a bike rack. It's shown on his face that he's beyond surprised as pedestrians walk past, confused.

"Wh- What?"

"I had a miscarriage,"

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"Eij, you can fucking let go," Katsuki says quietly, though he doesn't move. "Come on, let me go," He urges softly as Eijiro continues to nuzzle his messy head of hair into Katsuki's nape, holding his lover hostage at the front door by the waist. He doesn't say anything but something between a mumble and a whisper leaves his mouth, still, Katsuki can tell he doesn't want to let go as Chipoya prances into the room, meeting eyes with Katsuki who groans. "I have to- get to work,"

"No," Eijiro finally says this word and just hugs Katsuki tighter. His breath is warm against his neck and Katsuki wants to rip Eijiro's arms right off him and walk out of the house, go to work, and just use that as an escaping mechanism, to get away from all this damn sorrow and pity that resides in his house.

But he just sighs and lets his arms fall to his sides, no longer trying to pry them off his black v-neck that sits under his red flannel. "Okay, just- how about you walk the dog and we'll go around the neighborhood or something, just- you have to let me go to work, Eij," Katsuki bargains, and Eijiro still stays glued to him like white on rice but he does mumble something, sounds kinda like a yes. "Then get off and put on some damn pants," When he doesn't move, Katsuki finally wriggles out of his grip and looks into Eijiro's sunken eyes, a bit saddened to see no glimmer in those crimson irises.

Ever since he told Eijiro about the loss, it seems like his mental state has just deteriorated with each and every passing day, and he can't keep doing this with Eijiro; He's got to go back to work and he's just so damn worked up about this and Katsuki himself is starting to get pissed off and annoyed by this, already over it. He's starting to get more and more suspicious that Eijiro's not just mad or sad about just this. It very well could be just about this but he's not too sure anymore. He himself isn't even just mad about losing it; He was about a month along or so. Which was around the time he first had sex with Ochako and he's been trying not to let it fuck with him too much but by the time he's home and done making dinner, washing the dishes, feeding the animals, making sure Eijiro takes care of himself, taking care of himself, and finally heading off to bed after having a mini-meeting about May 1st, his brain has shut off at that point and nothing else can enter it.

But he wakes up too early for his own liking; His day starts a four in the morning, and by the time he's ready for work and has made breakfast for Eijiro as well as Luna and Chipoya, there's still around thirty minutes to an hour to spare before he wakes Eijiro up, so he just sits there, possibly cuddling Luna while he either passes out or sits on his couch, thinking about the things he has no time to think about anymore. It still creeps into his mind at times when he has small moments like this to himself.

They tried something different today, maybe Katsuki was going to go to work and Eijiro would properly take care of himself save for the fact that Katsuki already got the clothes he wants him to change into. He could barely get out of bed but he just kept going, trying not to worry himself too much about him as he went through with his daily tasks. It took him a lot but it seemed like Eijiro was just sleeping peacefully through it all since these are the only times he's anything like himself which is when he's sleeping like a baby.

But not right now, because right now he has to prepare Eijiro for another day at home since he can't trust him to go into work with such a mental deficit. In their room, it looks bare without the redhead's usual messy demeanor being spewed all over, and Katsuki is already tidy so it just looks like a newly bought and furnished room. "You wanna shower first?" Katsuki asks Eijiro, who just stands in their doorway, looking around as if he's never been here before.

He slowly nods with a light grunt and Katsuki shifts his weight onto his right leg, seeming to have a conversation with himself. "Need me in there?" This time, Eijiro not only shakes his head but he speaks in a low, gruff tone that doesn't even sound like him.

"Just hair," It's a vague statement but Katsuki understands completely what he wants, going to take his shoes off as Eijiro slowly moves from the doorway to the bathroom, not even bothering to turn on the light. When inside the bathroom, Eijiro just stands there, staring at the shower then the bathtub, looking back and forth between the two.

Just staring at the shower makes him dizzy with the effort it takes to use it so he just steps inside the tub, sitting in it with his knees to his chest, laying his head on top of them. His eyes only meet the black cabinets under their marble sinks, staring at the silver handles as he thinks about everything and yet nothing all at once.

He's not sure what he's even worked up about anymore, he's just doesn't think he can take too much stimulation right now. It all just seems like too much but if he'd just let himself seep back into regular activities maybe he'd be fine? He's just not sure what he's going to do when he sees Izuku at work.

When Katsuki comes in the room, shirtless, and jeans rolled up on his shins, Eijiro doesn't look at him. "Why are you still in your clothes? You've gotta at least get undressed, yeah?" Katsuki says softly after turning on the light which illuminates his tattooed body. "Come on, get out," He waits with his hands in his pockets as Eijiro carefully moves, standing up and slowly stepping out of the tub to stand in front of Katsuki, who takes the back of Eijiro's hands in his, putting them on his face, closing his eyes as the warmth fills him.

They just stay there for a moment, Eijiro staring at Katsuki like he doesn't even know who he is. He misses this. He misses having his bear of a boyfriend hold him closely and whisper the sweetest of things to him. He yearns for the late night or early morning cuddles, the small talk about nothing of pure importance, he misses all of it.

After Katsuki lets Eijiro have his hands back, the bigger of the two starts to undress, slowly but surely. Whist he does that, Katsuki runs the water in the tub, making sure it's warm enough. Soon after he's started the water, he turns it off, gesturing for Eijiro to go in. He does this slowly too and Katsuki follows behind him, sitting on the ledge of the spacious tub, letting his feet get incased in the water. "Lean back," Katsuki says and Eijiro complies with a tired look on his face. Usually, Eijiro would have a panic attack with his head directly in Katsuki's crotch but now he barely even bats an eye as Katsuki takes the showerhead and nearly drenches his entire face and hair in warm water.

Katsuki knows he can't do this forever, take care of Eijiro forever, but he's not developing at all over the days besides maybe an extra word or two than before. It's just sad to watch him like this, so docile and dormant.

But it does surprise Katsuki when Eijiro says something with no prompting. "I don't want to feel like this forever," He says it smoothly, with no hesitation, and Katsuki believes for a second that he's misheard it all, that he just imagined Eijiro speaking at all. But he does continue, explaining a bit. "I know it's a burden on you. I'm sorry about that,"

Katsuki sighs before softly telling Eijiro to close his eyes as he squeezes the shampoo that keeps his red hair vibrant as ever into the palm of his hand before putting the bottle down and rubbing his hands together. "...It's not your fault. If anything, I should be apologizing to you," He starts to smooth the soap into Eijiro's hair softly as if playing with a barbie before he properly massages it into his roots.

"You haven't done anything wrong,"

Katsuki opens his mouth to say I have but nothing comes out. He can't really explain to Eijiro that the baby might not have been his and this was all just a misunderstanding but then he'd have to tell him he's been cheating and he can't bear to do that to him in such a fragile state. Truthfully, he's scared that might end their relationship.

"You don't know that. For all you know, I could be lying to you," He says and Eijiro doesn't react much. All he does is move accordingly when Katsuki tells him to look forward, getting off the ledge, taking off his pants, and coming back into the tub, sitting closely and across from Eijiro, looking at his cute face before taking the silver, shiny showerhead in his right before turning the tap on, rinsing Eijiro's hair. The water hits him first, running through his hair and soaking it.

The cold water feels nice against his skin, making him shiver slightly. "It's cold," He says, in a quiet voice unlike his own.

"You said you wanted to feel something," Katsuki whispers.

"You didn't tell me to close my eyes," At this, Katsuki lets the water run a bit warmer, not sure what he should respond with for a moment.

"Anyone would know to close their eyes, dumbass..." He says softly, continuing to rinse every last bubble out of his lover's hair before turning it off, looking at Eijiro for a second before pushing his hair out of his eyes, watching closely as Eijiro's crimson eyes slowly focus on him, making eye contact for what feels like the first time. Katsuki holds him like this, looking stupid with his boxers soaking wet and water dripping down his thighs and down his elbows, holding Eijiro's hair tightly as he stares at him with pleading eyes, wishing everything would go back to normal.

He wishes it so fucking bad. He wants it to be normal with so much of his heart that he leans against Eijiro, kissing him softly. He only gives him kisses when he's coming home or going to work, Eijiro is most likely asleep, but he's just missing his boyfriend, his stupid, dumb in-love lover.

"Katsuki? Wh...what..." Eijiro falters as he returns his lips to his. Katsuki kisses him, hands running through his hair and gripping tightly. He's not even that horny, he wasn't in the first place, he was just missing Eijiro's physical touch so much that even a taste is sending him into overdrive.

Before he knows it himself, he's kissing and kissing Eijiro so much that he's on the verge of tears, so fucking horny and angry that he might cry. "Fuck...shut up," Eiji hasn't even said anything, not really in the position to resist but he lets Katsuki do what he wants as the blonde pulls their bodies so close together they might as well be stuck together with duct tape. It's not long before actual tears leave his eyes, dripping onto Eijiro's cheeks as Katsuki shivers and gasps against him, his body overreacting. "H-hnngh...ah~"

"Kat-" Eijiro can't even get his words out as Katsuki makes them splash into the water, on top of Eijiro but slowly breaking down with each passing moment. "Katsuki- I can't-" He pretends not to hear it just as he pretends not to notice the giant tears leaving his eyes. "You kn-ow I can't do this-" Finally, Katsuki stops with a gasp, looking directly at Eijiro who has a little emotion on his face as the blonde keeps crying, though it seems inaudible for a moment. "I can't do this right now,"

Katsuki sucks in his breath again because he doesn't want to hear that. He doesn't want to hear that he's wrong about this too. "Fuck...I know. S-sorry," He whispers before getting out of the tub altogether, realizing how much of an idiot he is as he dries himself off with his towel. "I'll leave your clothes on the bed," He says quietly before opening the door and walking out.

~

"KATSUKI!!" Comes a loud shout from across the room, startling the owner of the name. He looks toward the source of the commotion as does Ochako, who he was talking to. It's Mina, running toward him with her hands in the air. He doesn't know how to respond but just looks at her with dreary eyes as she yells at him as if his mother. "You fucking idiot- NO, IDIOTS!!" She screeches at both of them and Ochako holds her hands up in confusion.

Others in the common room stare as the brunette defends herself, not even sure what's happening all of a sudden. "WHAT DID I DO?!" She asks loudly and Mina hisses to stop her from continuing, Katsuki barely even entertaining the fact as the pink hero sits down.

"I know what you idiots have been up to," She whispers, finally capturing the attention of Katsuki. He wasn't giving her a second thought, believing that she was just bothering him for no good reason, and instead started worrying about Eijiro again but this completely takes his mind off of his lover, putting his brain at a permanent standstill. He can't even react before Mina continues, Ochako's eyes as wide as his own when she speaks about whatever she knows. "I don't know what's gotten into you fuckers but stop fucking each other- I dunno what's making you act a fool like this but you have lovers!" Katsuki doesn't even press it, looking down at the table in a strained silence while Ochako's mouth hangs open. "I heard you two that night Eij stayed over- I came to get him some clothes but it seems you dumbasses had other plans,"

"WH- IT'S-"

"Oh, I've heard enough from you already-" Mina holds a finger in front of her face, stopping Ochako from frantically defending herself but it's true; She's heard enough. "Crystal is going to fucking kill you when she sees you-"

"CRYSTAL KNOWS?!" Ochako screams, gaining weird stares from others as Katsuki finally shouts too, finally brought out of his shell.

"WHAT?! YOU'VE TOLD SOMEONE?!" Mina glares at him with a stern look, making him stop and lower his voice. "Just- who the fuck have you told?" He may sound quiet but his nerves are now on end, his heart beating fast as Mina sighs, rolling her eyes. It pisses them both off the way she's acting as if it's just a tiny secret she's let slip out as she twirls her curly hair on her shiny with rings fingers.

"Re-fucking-lax...I only told Crystal," She looks away for a moment, and Katsuki stares her down whilst Ochako just stares at her lap, not sure what to say anymore. It's a few seconds before Mina decides she shouldn't toy with Katsuki too much as he's been through a lot in his life and this-- whatever this is-- is going to send his relationships and life down the drain toward lunatic town. "I promise, I wouldn't do that to you guys-" Ochako lets out her breath that had her lungs begging for fresh air. "But you have to tell Eij or Izu-"

"How?" Ochako says though she knows what her friend will say.

"You just do." Mina says, closing her eyes in frustration as Katsuki repeats what the one across from his said, just in a better form.

"What do you suggest we do to fucking shatter their hearts into tiny pieces, huh, Miss 'I can never have a stable relationship'?" At this, Mina snaps her head toward him, giving him a look of pure disgust.

"You won't have a stable relationship if you don't tell them," On instinct, Katsuki bolts up, almost lunging toward her but controls himself and instead lets out a long sigh before pushing his chair in and walking out of the area, most likely going to bother the secretary to see if there's anything for him to do.

Ochako doesn't move from her seat, feeling like a statue as she comprehends, not sure how to move forward after this. Mina can see it on her round face that she wants to say something, or do something, and speaks, setting the plane for her. "...You okay?"

"No," She of course responds, this time looking up at Mina, fear in her hazel eyes. She knows that what she's done up to now is horrible but she and Katsuki swore that this was the last time. And it was. It still is for now. "I don't think I can tell him, can I?" She asks with a quiver in her voice as Mina again sighs as if there's endless breath inside her, putting her hand atop Ochako's before squeezing it tightly.

"I don't know if you can," Mina agrees before going on. "But I know I have this stupidly strong and brave girl as my best friend and right now, I don't know who I'm talking to,"

"Me, of course," Ochako tries to joke weakly though Mina shakes her head, her long hair swaying.

"Naw...you've got her hostage or something...maybe she's missing but I want my bestie back," It's not long before she tries to smile, only failing though Mina smiles for her, scooting closer to Ochako. "My best friend can absolutely without a doubt do this so please bring my sexy-ass friend back, please?" She bats her eyelashes at Ochako who finally giggles, which stops her from crying.

"I'll try, I think-"

"Bitch, you better try!" Mina says before pulling her into a hug, despite still sitting down. "...Can't have you and Eij down bad at the same time," Ochako hears this but doesn't care enough to register it, just letting herself calm down in Mina's arms before her name's called.

"Ochako?" It's Izuku, she knows this before she even lets go of Mina, steadying her breath as her lover looks at her from above. "Are you okay?"

"Silly, I could ask you the same thing!" She responds with no hesitation, standing up and watching Mina as she gives her a tiny thumbs-up. "You've been AFK on me all week, what's up?"

Instead of Izuku's arm snaking around her waist or her head leaning against his shoulder like a pillow as they always do, Izuku and Ochako just walk side by side as Mina's left in the common room to her own things. They decide to go through the back door of the office, avoiding the receptionist altogether as Izuku keeps talking with a weak laugh. He leads the walk as they do so.

"...Nothing," He finishes, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. He's acting weird, Ochako thinks to herself as she throws a glance at him, wondering what could be wrong with him and trying her hardest not to think about what she has to say. Not that she wants to say it. "I'm fine, I swear!" He smiles and Ochako does too, and then they walk in silence the rest of the way out before Izuku pushes the door open, the light from outside illuminating his green suit.

"Woah, it's kinda windy out here," Ochako says to herself but Izuku answers, letting her go before him, closing the door after himself.

"Yeah, I've been out all day...It's kinda nice, in my opinion," He sighs as the wind blows his long hair into his face for a moment before he reluctantly pulls it all back, save for his bangs, and puts it into a bun. "I like the cool weather,"

Ochako glances in his direction as he starts to walk, going around through the parking lot, and just looking around like he's never been here before, watching leaves and cherry blossom petals flow in the wind, the fresh, spring scent coming with it. Ochako breathes in the smell of the nearby city, swearing she can smell some vendors frying fish from here, making her painfully aware of her grumbling stomach. The sounds of the city are avid from this corner, making them curious as to what the world outside of what they're used to is like.

How do people live their everyday lives; Having a cookout in the summer for your kids, babysitting your sibling's kids, going on vacations, using your free time to snuggle up in front of a fireplace during the winter, shopping mindlessly for hours, what's it all like?

"Izuku?" Ochako says, her voice almost swallowed by the playful screams of children and the yells of their helicopter parents. He turns to look at her, a soft expression on his face as he turns the corner that connects this sidewalk to the busy street just ahead.

"Yeah?" Once in the crowd of people, Izuku finally takes Ochako's hand and her words get lost somewhere inside of her brain as they walk together. "Ochako?"

"I want to tell you something..."

"Yeah? What is it?" At this, she can't bring herself to break his heart into pieces without feeling terrible. She can't possibly do it. Not now at the very least.

"...Uh- nevermind, it's nothing," She couldn't possibly do that to Izuku, no matter what.

"Are you sure?" He asks, stopping and looking at her. She feels her cheeks get warm at his gaze, not knowing what to do. The wind continues to blow in their faces, their hair flowing smoothly before Izuku picks a cherry blossom out of her hair, letting it fly away. She watches as it disappears into the crowd.

"...Yeah, yeah, I was just gonna remind you about the mission I have with Katsuki tomorrow, that's all,"

~

"Why'd you buy that?" Katsuki asks slowly, putting his book down. Eijiro stands in the doorway of their bedroom, a fresh bottle of Vodka in his hand. "I'm not gonna-"

"I still want to feel something," The redhead says, taking Katsuki by surprise, the blonde raising an eyebrow as he puts his leg on top of the other while he sits in bed, staring at Eijiro from afar. "Maybe this will work?"

"Getting drunk is not an op-TION- FUCK, EIJ WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Katsuki screams before jumping out of bed, running toward Eijiro. He's already popped the cap on the bottle, raising it to his lips before Katsuki can stop him. The Omega runs the risk of slipping on his wooden floors with his socks on so he slows himself but Eijiro has already taken gulps and gulps of it. Katsuki pulls the drink away, hearing the nasty splash as some of it hits the floor from the force.

"What are you doing?" Eijiro asks, his eyebrows furrowed.

"What are you doing?!" Repeats Katsuki, looking his lover up and down. "Are you insane-?"

"I mean, I did drink half a bottle of whiskey before I walked in here-"

"YOU WHAT?!" Katsuki screeches, damn near about to throw this alcohol at Eijiro. "EIJIRO- YOU CAN'T JUST-"

"Good news is..." He thinks for a moment, holding a finger up. Katsuki puts his fingers on his forehead, just discombobulated by looking at Eijiro. "...I'm feeling again,"

Katsuki stares at him through his lenses, not sure what to do for a long time as Eijiro smiles his lopsided smile, leaning clumsily against the doorframe as if he wasn't struggling to take a bath earlier today. "...Come on- You need to go to bed," Katsuki says, pulling Eijiro by the arm toward their bed, letting him sit down and take off his shoes while Katsuki cleans up his side of the bed, taking his book and putting it on the bedside table as Eijiro mumbles gibberish to himself. When he comes back to the other side, Eijiro's shoes are off and he's just staring at the ceiling, mouthing inaudible things.

Katsuki proceeds to clean up in silence and once he's done, everything in order and put in place, he sighs before turning the light off, a little tired himself. "Okay, lights out," Eijiro grumbles at this, looking at Katsuki with a frown as the blonde comes toward the left side of the bed, getting comfortable on the mattress as Eijiro stares at him. "Get under those damn covers before I strangle you with them," He threatens and Eijiro does, coming closer to Katsuki.

"...Katsuki," Eijiro whispers into the night after Katsuki places his glasses on the bedside table.

"Hm?" He says after a second he takes to turn onto his side, looking at Eijiro in the darkness. He feels warmth on his cheek, registering it as Eijiro's hand. "What-" Eijiro leans in, kissing Katsuki softly.

It's short, just a tiny good night kiss, and Eijiro pulls away as if he wants to turn onto his side and go to sleep, but he doesn't, he instead stares at Katsuki, not sure what to do.

Katsuki's thoughts wander back to what Mina said, feeling nervous and uncertain about it, wondering if he should heed her advice, but every second he thinks about telling Eijiro, he thinks of the worst possible scenario. So he won't be doing that tonight. And since Eijiro still hasn't moved his hand from his cheek, he just kisses him again, this time coming closer.

They kiss properly, as they usually do tasting every inch of one another with but one touch. It makes Katsuki needy and the want for Eijiro just grows like a fire inside of him, unable to be properly put out with water, only getting sprays of water instead of real splashes.

And this is no different, but it's only because he pulls himself away, his breaths shallow. "Eij...y-you can't- I can't-" He shakes his head and Eijiro softens his face, but a frown soon comes onto it as his drunk mind whirrs. "I want to...but I can't..."

Drunk Eijiro is impulsive. Always has been. "I can't either...the fact that I slept with Izuku stops me,"

Guess this isn't any different than normal.

Chapter Text

"Fucking dickhead," Katsuki curses as he puts on a pair of boots by his door, ignoring Eijiro's pleading for him to stay. "Shut up, shut up,"

"SO YOU'RE JUST GONNA LEAVE?" The redhead shouts as Katsuki stands up in the doorway, not looking at him. The blonde stops at this, scoffing lightly.

"...yeah, I'm just gonna leave. Deal with it," He takes a step out of the room, then another, and another until he can't feel his shaking body, his brain shutting off as he makes his way through his house, trying to find his car keys.

"Katsuki!" He continues to shut Eijiro out of his mind, fumbling with all of the things on this messy desk by the front door, searching for the dark green gauntlet of his car keys. It proves to be a challenge in the dark and he curses himself over and over again. It's only after a good ten seconds that he finds those keys with the dumb little Red Riot keychain he bought for himself a few years back.

The blonde smiles with anger before squeezing the object in his hands, feeling his knuckles turn white from the force just as Eijiro comes from the room, "Kats, wait!" Katsuki doesn't turn around, nor even speak loud enough for him to hear.

"Fuck off," He seems to powerwalk down the hall, but the hall seems longer than ever as he finally reaches the door. With a trembling hand, he reaches out for the silver knob, about to leave, even if temporarily, before Eijiro turns him around and forces Katsuki to listen. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"

"I want you to listen to me-"

"Fuck you, I'm not listening to shit-" He hisses back at him, fighting the urge to scream at him. Eijiro's fingers dig into his shoulder blades as he speaks, worsening the spinning in his brain.

"It was a mistake-" Eijiro tries again, only to be cut off.

"A mistake??" Katsuki repeats, his eyes burning into Eijiro's skull. "What, your dick accidentally fell in his ass? Huh? And for how long have you been 'mistakenly' fucking him?" The taller of the two stops at this, his jaw still for a moment. This alone gives Katsuki all he needs to know, though he doesn't want to know.

"Kats, I-"

"Get the fuck off me," He whispers, pushing his mate's shaking arms off him before looking down, not sure what to do anymore.

"At least take a coat before you go," The redhead says softly before Katsuki does so, taking a hoodie from their coat rack. He puts it over his head and leaves the hood on, taking a look at Eijiro before putting his hand on the knob.

He hesitates for a moment, before looking back at him. "Don't...follow me," He says this before opening the door, looking out into the cool, clear, April night. "Bye," He takes a step outside, feeling the air blow into his face. He closes the door, not lingering for a second to see if Eijiro locks the door, or if he follows after him, no.

He just runs; He sprints to his car, nearly tripping on his own feet as he fumbles with the keys, unlocking the car before hopping in the driver's seat. The door slams shut, vibrating all the way down to his toes. He locks the car again before staring off into the distance. He slows his breath for a moment, shaking his head before starting the car, the key going into the ignition nicely. The engine powers on with a loud hum and he doesn't even bother putting his seatbelt on before he shifts gears and puts his foot on the gas.

Time seems to go slow as he drives down his street, not even turning to check the rearview mirror. Streetlights flash over and over his face, a bright orange tint flying across the never ending road, it seems.

Katsuki doesn't register his vision going blurry for a moment, getting confused and alarmed when he does notice it before the tears start to fall, running down his face and dripping onto his lap. They're fat tears that soak into his pants, the type of tears that make him think they'll never stop or they'll never come again after this, that he can never feel this ever again, but that's not the case and he knows it.

He drives for miles and miles, taking turns whenever he feels like it, no specific destination in mind except away. He's sobbing as he does so, his lungs contracting every five seconds and his hands trembling wildly. He holds both of them at the steering wheel, maybe to stop himself from picking up his phone that's ringing madly, probably displaying Eijiro's name as he circles and drives off into nowhere.

~

He knows where he is by the time he sees the mountains, knowing it's been hours and hours, and he doesn't care anymore.

Katsuki stops his car somewhere near this mountain, though he's too delirious to know which one it is as he looks up at it from afar. It's beautiful at night, something he wishes he'd known before; The cloud cover is thin tonight and the moon is beautifully full, smooth, and a creamy white that shines on the path leading what he assumes to be hikers and climbers up the mountain. It's a little colder than before but this hoodie, which is Eijiro's he now realizes, keeps him warm as he steps out onto the path with his boots, the gravel crunching under his feet.

Katsuki shoves his hands into his pockets, exhaling a shaky breath before walking along the unequivocal path, not allowing his brain to focus on Eijiro, Izuku, or Ochako, for that matter. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and unlocks it, sliding away all the missed calls from Eijiro before going to text Mina;

"[to, raccoon]: can i come over tn?"

He watches as the message goes from delivered to read, biting his lip with expectancy. She's typing, he can see the three dots as she does, but she never responds for a good while and he almost hightails his phone across the world before it rings, scaring him. He nearly drops it trying to answer it.

"Mina?" He answers with a voice he struggles to keep steady.

"Yeah, Kats?" She answers, sounding a bit far away, but he doesn’t care. He almost answers before he hears soft talking, realizing she’s not alone.

“Am I on speaker?”

“Uh...not anymore...why?” She answers after a moment’s notice. “What’s up?”

“Uh, I sorta...I need to come over, tonight.” He stops, looking up at the gorgeous moon or a moment. It strangely comforts him. He doesn’t say anything and Mina thinks he hung up for a second.

“Kaats?? Dude, come on, y-”

“Eij cheated on me,” He blurts out, not wanting to believe what he said. But he heard it when Eijiro spat it out. He’s not the type to lie. Then again, who knows how many nights he stayed at Izuku’s house fucking him instead of doing whatever friends do? “For too long. I need to-” He stops again, kicking the gravel in the path. “Can I come over?”

Mina doesn't answer right away, which makes Katsuki extremely nervous. “Yeah, yeah, do you need me to pick you u-”

“I left already, I-I couldn't stay there, I left-” He crouches over the gravel before he lets his body flop down onto the dirty path. He knows it's gross, he knows it's disgusting, but that's how he feels. “...this, this- it's all...it's so-”

“Do you want me to stay on the phone while I wait for you to get here?” She asks, cutting him off, to which he responds with a hiccuped sob. “I’ll take that as a yes?”

Katsuki makes a small noise of agreement, but no words come out for a while as he just sits there, trying not to cry. “...yeah, stay with me for a bit,”

~

“Mina? Where’re you going?” Crystal asks as her pink friend puts on a coat and takes some shoes from the rack by the door.

“Yeah, wher-” Ochako tries but Mina finally answers, about to open the door.

“I’m just going outside to meet Kats, it’ll be quick,” She reassures and before either of the girls can say anything.

Mina lives in a penthouse with Denki and Hanta, though both men are out for the night, hence why she invited Ochako and Crystal over. Her place is on one of the middle floors and she decides to run down all the stairs instead of taking an elevator, and she’s in the lobby before she knows it, running out of the doors to see Katsuki with his head down and the red hoodie of Eijiro’s hoodie on his head. He looks up at her after a while, and she instantly sees the amount of hurt and pain in his expression.

They both stand there, staring at each other before she cocks her head to the side, gesturing to the door. “Come on,” She whispers and he does, walking toward her slowly. “Tell me everything,”

Chapter Text

“Kats, you have to tell Eij.” Mina says over Katsuki’s grunt, ignoring his protests.

“No, fuck n-no, I’m not telling him.” He refuses, instead snatching a tissue from the box and blowing his nose violently as if the tissue did something to him.

“You have no choice at this point,” Mina continues, her hand rubbing soft circles into his back muscles. “He already told you, though drunk, he still told you which must mean he wanted to for a long time, right?” She asks and Katsuki cuts her off with a yell.

“FUCK, MINA, THAT DOESN’T MATTER-” He stops, his heart pounding in his ears. “Fuck, none of that matters right now, I just, I can't tell him all of this because he...” Katsuki sniffles, looking up at the ceiling to stop his tear ducts. “Fuck...it's because he...he’s been with me since day one, y’know? I can't just-”

“Stop it.” Katsuki holds his tongue, still not looking at her as her nails give him a nice, satisfying scratch. “That's more of a reason to tell him-”

“But he’s gonna hate me.” He blurts, looking down. His gaze is trained on the floor because he can't even look up, not at any God or anything like that. He’s sure he’s committed too many sins in his life to even look up there. “He’s gonna leave me. We can't come back from this, there's...no way, we can fix this.”

“That's only if you don't try,” She returns, pulling her friend closer to her, letting him lean against her. “If you tell him now instead of him finding you naked maybe it’ll be better.”

“...But-”

“Katsuki.” Mina resembles something of a second mom and he winces. He knows she's right. He knows it. He has to tell him. But at this point, he’s not sure if he can. He doesn't know how he’s gonna tell Ochako, that's for sure.

“Yeah, yeah.” He grumbles after a moment of silence. She knows he doesn't want to but he has to. “I can't do it.”

“Yes, you can.”

“No.”

“Yes.” He doesn't respond after this, just closing his eyes for a while. Mina also doesn't speak to grant him a little safety within her arms. And it stays that way for a while, Katsuki just leaning against her, sniffling through shaky breaths. He doesn't wanna think about anything, not about what comes after this, not what he might lose, or anything like that.

Unfortunately, he forgot Mina had guests over. And one of them knocks on the door. “Yo?” Mina calls, getting a squeaky answer in response. From what Katsuki's heard of her from their short interactions, Crystal doesn't sound like that.

“D-do you mind if I come in?” So it's by definition, Ochako. “I have to ask ‘S-suki a question.”

“Sure, just give us a min.” Mina says to the other woman, who doesn't respond immediately, giving a small yipper of an answer after a few seconds.

“A-alrighty!” Mina looks at Katsuki, whose eyes stay stationed on the floor.

“Kats...”

“Fu---fuck off.” Even this simple phrase of his chokes out of his mouth, and he almost succumbs to tears again, if not for his teeth sinking into his tongue.

His friend doesn't immediately respond either, just rubbing his shoulders and sighing. “...I can't stay with you forever-”

“Fuck, I don't want you to anyway,” He mumbles, pushing the big toe of his right foot into the flooring. “Don't need anyone.”

“Yes, you do, we all need someone.”

“Well, it ain’t you, so go away,” He tells her sourly as if he wasn't just crying into her clothes, letting her old shirt soak it up like a sponge. “I’ma be fine.” He shrugs her away as if she’s a used and old sponge, and she gives a dry laugh in return, standing up with a yawn.

“Hm, well, it’s someone.”

“Get out.” He reiterates the message by pushing her again, and she does move toward the door, unlocking it first. He still doesn't look up, but he feels her eyes trained on his person for a few more moments before he hears the click of the door.

Katsuki looks up at Ochako, a pit in his stomach. He doesn't even want to look at her, and her face, God, her face. The way Ochako smiles shyly, her foot grinding into Mina's flooring. It's like she's come here with a high school level confession of love or something, though they're past that point already.

She hasn't got a clue, does she? Of the mess, she's caused, that he too is responsible for. He doesn't speak. So she does. "U-uhm...'Suki? How's it going-"

"Fucking terribly," He answers thinly, averting his gaze to the ground. The perfect dark oak flooring hasn't done a thing to him. He doesn't even have the energy to ask what she wants.

"Uhm..." Ochako's cheeks flush ever so slightly before she speaks to fill the silence. "...a-are you okay?" She settles on this question, sitting down beside him, and the weight on the bed shifts when she does.

"No."

Ochako stops fumbling with her words to truly shift her attention to him. "Why?"

Katsuki doesn't have an answer for her. At least, not a simple one. "It's complicated."

"Tell me, I won't judge-" He shakes his head, sniffling.

"No, it's not that you will," Katsuki's eyes fall on a vase in the room, it's a pretty detailed one with gold embodiments. "it's that...I don't want you to feel like how I do right now." He finishes with a sigh.

Ochako doesn't have an immediate response. "...how bad is it?"

"What?"

"Scale of one to ten, how bad?" She turns her body toward him on the bed, crossing her legs over one another with all ten of her fingers out. Katsuki glances over at her with a frown, his eyes sunken.

"No." He makes to look back ahead but she grabs him by his arms, taking him off guard when she pulls him to face her. "Wh-"

"Come ON, Katsuki~~!" She whines, moving his arms this way and that with hers. "I'm your friend, so tell me at least how bad it is?"

"Why?"

"Because I CARE!" Ochako smiles and he feels the corners of his mouth threaten to do the same, fighting it off as he opens his fists. It takes her a moment to register that he's representing ten. "Jeeeez...just what happened?"

"Eij-" He almost says it, almost falls victim for her friendly demeanor and her warm, caring arms. She's not doing it on purpose, he knows, but still. "I don't wanna tell you still."

"Aw, well-"

"Sorry-"

"That's fine-" She stops after hearing his small apology, looking at him with a puzzled expression. "Wh- there's nothing to be sorry for, it's fine if you don't wanna tell me. We can just talk about something else-"

"Yeah, sure, yeah," He says suddenly remembering. "What did you- why'd you come in here in the first place?"

"Oh- OH!" Ochako exclaims before flushing like an idiot, looking away from him and letting his arms go. "I-i-it was nothing, really! Don't worry about it!" Her reassurance doesn't work with him, one of his eyebrows rising in curiosity.

"What was it, hm, Cheeks?" His mood has seemed to greatly increase since she came in here. "Come on, tell me- how bad is it- scale of one to ten?"

"It's not bad-"

"Embarrassing, maybe?" He tries, starting to tease.

"WH- NO- NEVER-"

"Bingo." He sneers with less energy than usual, yet it still is a sneer and she looks back at him, her brown eyes quivering. "Come on, tell me how embarrassing it is."

"ZERO-" She blurts out and covers her mouth as Katsuki gets closer to her, his voice loud as well.

"You fucking dumbass- If it's not embarrassing JUST TELL ME!" He insists, knowing whatever she has to say isn't nearly as bad nor embarrassing as what he has to say. If he's going to say it at all.

"WH- I MEAN- WELL IT'S-"

"IT'S??"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Ochako shouts and Katsuki takes a moment to process, his mind going blank for a second. Then he digs in his pocket for his phone. And sure enough, to his surprise, the time reads, '00:34'. "I figured you didn't remember so I just- Y'know- plus it's cause I- uhm- I er- I really still like you so I wanted to be nice too-" She trails off when he slowly looks up at her, his expression unreadable. He doesn't know what he's feeling either, to be honest.

"Er, uh, thanks," Katsuki mutters, scratching the back of his neck. "I don't..." He looks back at his phone screen, skimming the multitude of texts that Eijiro sent within the past thirty minutes. He sees a birthday wish as well and turns it off, meeting her eyes again. Realizing again that she has no clue. "I don't like to celebrate much, it brings back old memories. Things I wanna forget."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know," Ochako recalls all the parties they threw for him at U.A., feeling bad. "Did you at least like the ones we used to throw for you?"

"Hm?" He looks over at her before shrugging, pulling her toward him. "Let's sit like this, I'm getting tired- turn the lamp off." He adds and she does so reluctantly. The second all the light is gone, so is the previous energy, as if sucked all out by a black hole of some sort. "I'mma get under the covers-"

"Yeah, me too," She says hesitantly, doing the same when he does, and they don't get much closer besides laying beside one another, their arms touching, and their eyes trained on the ceiling. There's not much noise coming from outside either, Crystal and Mina probably sleeping.

"...I loved them, y'know?" Katsuki whispers, sounding scared to speak. He is.

"The parties?"

"Yeah, dumbass, what else?" The woman laying beside him gives a dry laugh against the pillows.

"Well, I'm glad you did, we spent a lot of time thinking of the perfect thing for you...you're not as crystal clear as everyone else," Ochako stops, and he turns to look at her. She does the same, their eyes meeting. "I- we wanted to find the one thing that you'd like-"

"Just the thought is enough, thanks." Katsuki bites his lip, closing his eyes.

"Of cours-"

"I'll tell you."

Ochako doesn't overreact how she usually would. "Tell me wh-"

"The thing- from earlier, y'know, it's so bad I gave it a ten?" She raises both of her eyebrows, seeming interested.

"Tell me if you want,"

"I do, I want to." He's silent for some more seconds, focused on his breathing so he doesn't start crying when he says it. "...Ei...Eijiro, he- he ch-cheated on me." Katsuki sucks in a short breath afterward, seeing how it slowly seeps in for her. "I- don't know how long- but, it's been too long." He sounds so sure of it as if he could pinpoint just when Eijiro started committing adultery.

"Do you...know who it was with?"

"I do." He says it before he intends to, but he hasn't said it yet. Is he going to? He doesn't know. "It was uhm- just some random chick, no one we know." And since he doesn't know, he lies.

"Oh, shit, that's-"

"You don't have to say anything," Katsuki doesn't want her to say anything, looking away from her intense gaze. "It's whatever-"

"It's not jus-"

"Who are we to say that, anyway?" He gets a little loud but doesn't say sorry.

"I mean-"

"We're both fucking cheating, okay? Eijiro doing this- for however long- it-- it shouldn't be a big deal because we're all doing that same shit-"

"All?" Ochako repeats and he clarifies.

"I-I mean us and him, all three of us," He looks back at her quickly, knowing she knows no more than what he's providing. Lying gets his nerves in a wreck. "But- fuck, all of this, cheating on him by having sex with you- someone I...someone who...reminds me so much of myself- then realizing the other person I trust with my fucking secret is- he's--" Katsuki holds back a swear and the urge to sob, Ochako talking.

"I'm sorry."

"What in the fuck are you sorry for?" The niave blonde should know why.

"Because this is somewhat my fault- that you're feeling like this, it's my fault-"

"Eij's the one who-"

"But I also- I kept pursuing you, going after you like a lovesick girl chasing after the one she thinks is--" Ochako stops herself too, not wanting to outright admit that she loves him that much just yet. "I know he...he also did the same thing that we did- are doing-"

"Did."

"Right. Did," She doesn't like saying that either. "but I should've stopped after the first time and now you're confused, angry, and betrayed-"

"Fucking hell, of course I am," He snaps at her, making her lips close. "But that was going to fucking happen. He...put his dick inside another person. Kissed someone else's lips. I was bound to get heartbroken." He finishes by looking away, feeling worse than before. "It'll probably end up the same with you too. I can't ever get attached and not get hurt-"

"W- I would never- EVER- do anything to hurt you- I swear." Ochako grabs his hands in hers, which forces him to look at her, even though he tries weakly to get away.

"..." He can tell her word is genuine, that she's not lying, but he's given into that feeling too many times. "I'm sure you're telling the truth- I want to trust you- but I-"

"Let me prove it to you-"

"Wh- No- no, no, no, no, no-" Katsuki says it over and over again, shaking his head. He doesn't wanna go further into that pleasurable hole he's dug himself into. "I don't need to be in further than I already am-"

"Neither do I. But,"

"Ochako-"

"Just- one more time?" She pleads and he stares at her, feeling pressure on his heart as if he'll explode. But he wants to. Yet he doesn't. Every nerve ending, every thought in his mind, they're all arguing with one another.

His face scrunches up for a second before he leans in, kissing her somewhat out of spite. Ochako seems as though this is full steam ahead, but Katsuki hums in disagreement against her lips, softly pushing her away. "Mngh- What's- what's wrong?"

Katsuki gives a small gasp, looking at her with askew eyebrows. "Look- I-" He pauses, shaking his head before continuing. "Please, don't- don't fucking prove me right. I don't- I don't wanna be right." He shows her this vulnerability for the first time, feeling as if he's opened himself up more than when he gave up his chastity. "Promise me, before you do anythin-"

And even then he swore he'd never do it again. "I promise."

~

"You need to wear a condom or pull out." Katsuki mumbles into the soft pillow, his eyes squeezed shut.

"I don't know if Mina has condoms in this room-"

"If you're gonna do it raw, pull your fucking dick out," He repeats, emphasizing it this time. "Or die."

"S-so mean!" Ochako whines from behind him, taking off her bra. He's already naked, a few of his fingers currently inside of his cunt as she pumps herself up. "...'Suki??"

"Fucking what?" He hisses out, though it doesn't sound right as he starts to flick his hand back and forth.

"You sure you wanna-"

"Oh my fucking God, Ochako if you don't hurry up and put your dick in me-" He used the fingers inside of himself to spread his pink hole, jutting out his ass for her. "I'll kill you."

"Jeeezz- finnee~" She huffs but grants his fervid request, sliding her tip up and down his entrance before pushing her length inside him, slowly but all of it at once. "Mnngh...just don't yell at me later, 'kay?"

"Sh-shut up-" Katsuki groans, shivering from the feeling of something inside him again. It hasn't been that long, but it feels like it. With the way they're positioned, Katsuki under her, Ochako behind him, laying on his stomach and holding onto that damn pillow for dear life, he knows she'll be able to practically abuse the fact that she's thrusting directly into his sweet spot. "Fuck, start moving already-"

"Slow down, hm?" She answers his command with this but moves nonetheless. His reaction is muffled by the pillow, his legs raising as she picks up the pace. "How's it feel?" The brunette breathes out into his neck as he gives an answer, which is almost, if not, completely muffled by the pillow.

"I-it's fine, keep going," He urges and Ochako starts leaving soft kisses on his neck, which makes him flush against the fabric. "A-ah, what're you-"

"Why're you so resistant to affection, Katsuki?" Ochako asks, and he feels a pit rise in his stomach, but not the good one. No, he's all of a sudden nervous and regrets this entire thing, this entire idea of letting himself put his trust into someone that isn't himself.

"...'Chako...stop that." He sounds the opposite of what he wants to sound like, a moan leaving his lips when her cock presses against that spot again. "A-ah~" He can't deny it and say it doesn't feel good as hell to have her fuck him silly into Mina's (apparently) Quirk-resistant sheets. But he also can't say he fully wants to be fucked into these sheets, can he?

As Katsuki's palms start popping and crackling with the beginnings of his Quirk, Ochako keeps whispering, saying the things he doesn't wanna hear again. "I just...I'm sorry b-but I- I love you-" He heard it the first time she said it all those days ago, but to hear it again, like this, he feels uncomfortable, wrong, even. "I always have- since the sports festi-"

"S-stoaah~p-" The more he wants to say, the better he starts to feel, his cunt dripping in spite of his feelings. "I~ I don't w-wanna h-hear that-"

"M-maybe. B-but you also have to l-listen to hear me- so listen t-to me, Kats-" He lets out a filthy noise, squeezing the pillow so tightly Ochako gets annoyed that she can't hear it. "H-hold on- turn around-"

"W-wai-" He starts his weak protest and it stops altogether when Ochako flips him over onto his back, snatching the pillow and tossing it to the side. "Wh-what are you-"

"Making you notice me." She doesn't give him a chance to even register what she said before moving her hips again, and the feeling is blissful for him.

"H-haah~~ God, fuckfuckfuckfuck-" He curses over and over again, his fingers grappling the actual sheets instead as his back arches harshly. "F-ffhuuuck!" The Omega under her moans outright, looking directly at her with unfocused red pupils as tears started to leave them.

"You're so fucking handsome like this." No. Don't say that to me, Ochako, don't say that. "It almost makes u-up for the fact that this is bad." It doesn't make up for shit.

"I-if you k-keEEP-- g-going like this, I'll-" Katsuki struggles to frown at the way she looks down at him with such a caring, loving look painted onto her features. Don't look at me like that. He doesn't wanna get sucked in again- Hell, he's not sure if he can even get sucked in this time. "I-I'm gonna- c-cum-" Ochako pants over him, still not wavering eye contact.

"Mind if I go a little faster-?" She asks and his fingers instinctively go to her stomach, pressing against the skin softly with the tips of his shaking fingers.

"N-no- d-donnGAH~ FHUCKING-" He realizes just how loud he is and covers his mouth, but the sound of their thighs slapping against one another is loud enough. His sonances of pleasure aren't inaudible but he can't bear to have Mina on his ass tomorrow.

"Ahhgnn~! Katsukiiii- you feel so fucking good-" Ochako's eyebrows also look upturned and her face is red with heat. Through bleary eyes, he could let himself fall in love with her, but he can't.

"S-slow down-" He gives a fruitless effort to spare himself, though the only part of him that isn't complaining is his pussy, which he hates for giving away his want. "A-ough~~"

"Tell me now, how does it feel?" He hears her ask again, meeting her eyes with his. No. He stops making noise altogether, just looking at her with this forlorn look as his eyebrows furrow. "Good?" He gives a small grunt through his nose. "Be honest-" She sees it before he realizes it, her own expression changing at the same time as his. Katsuki's eyes fill with tears, those same big tears from before, his face scrunched up and his cheeks hot with embarrassment. He can't help it. He lets out a loud sob, resembling the feeling of when you tip something important over, and you watch it spill out onto the surface, a feeling of dread sinking in. "K-KATSUK-??" She starts but he's already gone, a loud wail leaving his mouth.

It's a sound she never thought she'd ever get to hear.

He doesn't even get to say anything, he can't say anything. He can't because it's just like Yo. Just like Eijiro. And now, Ochako? God, he can't take ruining another relationship. He can't take fucking up something so perfect- someone so perfect, just because he can't control himself. It's his fault. "Katsuki? Are you okay-?"

"Y-y-yes, I'm f-f-fucking fine, just- come closer," It's always his fault. "It j-just feels really good."

"A-are you sure-?" He nods.

"Y-yes! Fuck! Keep g-going...I just wanna cum already."

Chapter Text

Katsuki gets up before Ochako the next morning, his body a little sore from the previous nights' events. It's around 5 am when he does, Ochako still snoring softly. He's only in his boxers, feeling cold when he glances behind him at her, who sleeps so wildly for someone so gentle and caring (at times) in bed. The sun is just about to rise, and he can see the creeps of orange and red pooling in through the window. The white drapes sway a bit due to the vent under the fabric, and goosebumps cover his body.

Though, those might be because he's nervous, not cold.

Either way, Katsuki quietly gets out of bed, adjusting the covers on Ochako's back before he stretches. He forgets that this isn't his house for a moment, and curses himself for looking for his glasses. Oh well. Instead, he gets his phone before he opens the door slowly, trying not to make too much noise as he does. He flinches when he sees someone in the hallway to the kitchen, a blurb without contacts or glasses.

As he gets closer, damn near naked in Mina's living room on the way to the kitchen, he realizes it's Hanta, who also gets up early from time to time. "Oh, shit, Han, you scared the fuck outta me-"

"Speak for yourself, dude," Hanta answers lowly, his voice sounding tired and rough. He notices it too and clears his throat before commenting on the lack of clothes on the blonde's body. "Why're you buck nake-"

"Shut it. My clothes're dirty." He says quickly, before asking a follow-up question. "You got any clothes I can borrow? It's fucking freezing."

Hanta snorts and shakes his head, but he starts to make his way back to his room, which is beside where Katsuki slept and where Ochako is sleeping. "Yeah, for sure, wait in the kitchen." Katsuki does so, his hands rubbing his cold arms as he goes into the even colder kitchen.

While he waits, he goes into Mina's pantry, looking for the coffee, French roast, of course. "Where is the-" He finds it and a cup for himself, going to the coffee maker. He turns it on as Hanta comes back into the room, tossing a pair of clothes on the counter.

"Here, you nasty-" Katsuki takes the clothes immediately, putting the long sleeve shirt over his head without a second thought. The yellow text reading 'nirvana' is plastered on Katsuki's back when he starts to put his feet in the sweatpants. "PFT- It's backward, you idiot!"

"Fuck you," Katsuki says as he pulls the pants up over his boxers, tying the strings of the sweats so they don't fall off. "it doesn't matter, I'm just cold." Hanta goes to the cabinet to get himself some dark roast as well, and a coffee cup while Katsuki puts his arms in the shirt to flip it around.

"Whatever." He shrugs with a yawn. "What are you doing up anyway?" The taller of the pair asks, leaning on the counter as Katsuki presses buttons on the machine to get himself 10 ounces of hot water.

"I should be asking you that," The male waiting on his coffee retorts, turning to Hanta. "Since when did your 24/7 highass start waking up at--" He stops to check his phone, "5:18?" A sigh comes in response, Hanta throwing his head back in annoyance.

"I woke up randomly and I sorta- threw the fuck up then I couldn't go back to sleep without drinking something-"

"Something that isn't tequilla? Wow," Katsuki jokes dryly with a smile. "I'm shocked."

"Ha, shut up," Hanta says this but is quiet after a moment, looking up at the dark ceiling. The windows are closed in here and the living room and only sharp, warm streaks lean against the blinds. "But no, I've been smoking a whole lot more than usual, so I just-"

"You gotta stop that, Han." Katsuki says definitively.

"Eh...well, it's-"

"'S'nothing. I know that best." His coffee finishes, and he takes it from under the maker, replacing it with Hanta's cup. "Just stop."

"If you know that best, you know I can't just stop."

"Hmph," Katsuki knows that as well, replacing the pod with Hanta's, giving him 10 ounces. "I do know that, but I stopped."

"I'm not you."

"I know."

"Then you know me." Katsuki glances over at his friend as he traces the rim of the black cup with a finger.

He doesn't answer at first. He doesn't say anything for a while until Hanta has his coffee. "Did Mina tell you what happened?"

"Yeah." He stiffens, taking a sip of the bitter beverage. "Why?"

"Why?"

"Yeah, Kats, why?" Hanta sounds as if it personally offends him, and the blonde can't look at him any longer.

"I don't kn-"

"That's bull." Katsuki stays quiet. "That is complete bullshit, and you know it."

"It is."

"Of course it is- why would you cheat on him then fucking cry about him cheating on you?" Katsuki looks up, but not at Hanta.

"Because I still love him. And I feel bad." He's being honest about this part. Hanta clicks his tongue.

"Should've thought about that before you went and fucked her- or was it the other way around?"

"Shut up, you don't know what happened."

"I don't, but I know you're hurting Eijiro even more by not telling him-"

"He told me, and that was enough for him."

"You have to be honest, and last time I checked, it was you who taught me that."

"Han, I can't- I don't know what to do anymore-"

"You sure as hell weren't saying that last night." Katsuki fills with embarrassment, his ears red and his mouth stapled shut. Hanta continues. "You guys need to either come clean or come clean and stop. You can't not tell Eij. He deserves to know."

"I agree with Han," Katsuki jumps when he hears Mina's voice, turning around when she flicks on the light switch. The lights she turned on were the not-so-bright ones, the ones that are under the cabinets and such. "You have to tell him-"

"JESUS- Christ-" He hisses at her, pointing an accusing finger at her. "Now what are you doing up?!?" Mina scoffs, waving her hand out lazily.

"This is my house, that doesn't concern you-"

"And my sex life concerns you?"

"This is more than just your sex life, Kats." Hanta joins in and Katsuki stops talking, taking another drink of his coffee. His eyebrows stay furrowed as Mina talks.

"It is, and you know it." She walks past them both to go to the island in the middle of the room, getting a banana from the bowl. "He's going to find out, regardless of what you think. I'll tell him, maybe Han will- unless you want him to find you two fucking in his closet, is that what you want?" She asks and he groans like a toddler. "Is it?"

"No."

"Then get off your ass and do something about it." Hanta says harshly, but Katsuki knows they're both right. He doesn't want to, but just like Mina said, nothing will get better if he doesn't try.

"I will. At some point." He answers with a downturned gaze before he heads toward the fruits as well, grabbing an apple. He goes toward the sink as Hanta drinks his coffee and Mina eats her fruit in silence. "I'm gonna go for a jog. We have a mission today and a lot of shit to catch up on."

"We?" Mina questions the phrase and he answers as he shakes his apple dry. "Who-"

"Mainly me and Cheeks, but also you, Hair-Dye, Ponytail, and...I think that's it," He finishes after a moment, taking a bite of the apple.

"Hm, great, what time do I gotta be ready?" Hanta makes his much-needed exit from the conversation, going in the fridge as he puts his hair up.

"Like...can you drive us there at around 6? It's like thirty minutes from here."

"Yeah, sure, just remind me." She sighs as he turns around, making his way to the foyer to get his shoes.

"Yeah, thanks." Comes his small response.

~

"'Chako?? Are you fucking ready yet??" Katsuki calls to her as he knocks on the door, who's in the bathroom getting ready for the mission. They're just waiting on her; Mina, Momo, Crystal, and Katsuki are all ready.

"Y-YEAH JUST GIVE ME A SEC-" She yells back at him, who shrugs and goes back to where everyone else is, flopping down in between two of the women, Mina and Momo. Crystal sits across from them all, on her phone. She wasn't supposed to go, if anything, she wasn't even going to be a hero, but lately, her mind has been everywhere and elsewhere at once, so she's trying it again. She recently took a test to properly get something similar to what we would call a GED, since she dropped out right before graduating, and now, she's getting real-life experience by being a right-wing to Katsuki and Ochako.

Speaking of, Katsuki gets comfortable on Mina's lap. "Kats-" She starts to complain but he shushes her, using her as a pillow.

"Shh...I'm so fucking exhausted, just gimme a sec." Momo doesn't say anything about it, leaning on him as well with a smile, while he leans on Mina's lap. She purses her lips but puts an arm around him. "Thanks."

"Whatever." Momo, Crystal, and Mina are here for backup, though they doubt they'll need that this time around. Ochako and Katsuki are both able to handle themselves in hand-to-hand combat, as well as long-ranged attacks, so they're not too worried. Katsuki has himself decked out in a suit, a simple black one, a red bowtie around his neck. For this mission, he, Ochako, and Crystal have to disguise themselves, his hair temporarily dyed brown and a pair of glasses to accompany his look. Mina contoured his cheekbones and nose to make them even more defined, which he doesn't like the look of. In his words, 'I look like my dad at prom, if he got a fucked up nose job.'

But he's still him, and he offhandedly cuddles Mina and Momo simultaneously for a while longer until Ochako's heels clatter down the hallway, her voice loud and bothersome. "OKAY- I'M READY, LET'S GO-"

"Jesus fucking Christ, could you be any louder?" Katsuki complains as Mina moves her arm and Momo sits up. Ochako quiets down when she answers, her previous confidence gone.

"Sorry, haha, but, uhm- you ready to go?" She asks, pointing to the door with her thumb. Katsuki stands up and so do the others as he checks his watch.

"Yeah, let's go." He says and they all get the last of their things, heading out of the door.

By the time they're outside, the sun's getting ready to set, the beginnings of orange and red bleeding into the blue sky. It's at a cool temperature, probably around 15°C (about 60°F) and there's a small breeze that blows their hair slightly as they walk down the sidewalk to Mina's car, which they hear as the car beeps from her unlocking the doors.

Momo gets in on the right, Mina gets in the drivers' seat, Ochako sits behind Momo, Crystal in the middle, and Katsuki sits behind Mina. It's sort of a tight squeeze. No one says anything for a while, Momo clearing her throat uncomfortably as Mina starts the car. "Ahem, so..."

"So...." Ochako repeats, looking over at Katsuki, though Crystal waves her face back to the window.

"Tell me about the mission?" Momo asks in her dainty voice, which makes it seems like she's too good for hero work when in reality she could hurt anyone just as bad as the next.

"It's just some gross old men trafficking young people," Katsuki answers, looking up as he fiddles with his suit. "nothing much to say besides it's fucking disgusting and we're going to stop it."

"Oh," Momo hums in a deflated tone as if wanting to hear something less...bad. "Well, I have confidence in you three-"

"Me too?" Crystal asks as Mina sticks her head out the window to curse someone out, which is unusual for her.

"Yes, of course, you too." The mature woman says, turning in her seat a bit to glance back at her. Crystal smiles a little but looks down at her hands resting in between her thighs.

"Ah, well...I'm probably just gonna slow the pros down-"

"Yeah, if you don't pull your weight, you're lucky I even let you come with-" Katsuki starts to say but Ochako cuts him off.

"Kats, don't say that!" He rolls his eyes and leans against the window, fogging up the glass with his breath. "In his own...twisted way- he's right though," Ochako says and Crystal frowns, still focused on her lap. "BUT- That only means you have to try your very best and have our backs and we'll have yours, 'kay?" She sounds as if she's talking to a child or something and Crystal laughs.

"Dumbass, I'll take your word for it," She snorts a little at that, looking up at her friend with a dumb smirk. Katsuki only shifts his gaze to the moving scenery outside. "I just...I dunno I'm nervous- I wasn't even gonna do hero stuff again and compared to all my small stuff, this is-"

"Shut yer trap 'nd stop worrying," Katsuki says flatly, still looking outside. "You sound dumb. Just try your hardest but don't push yourself. Better not be afraid to ask for help either." He sounds resolute, the sentence carving its way in Crystal's mind. She hasn't done this before, and with her friends who are more than crazy to be cheating on their lovers, she feels even more nervous but shakes off the feeling as Mina pulls away from a red light.

"Don't think too much about it, just try your best, okay!" Ochako hymns and Crystal looks in between the two of them skeptically.

"Yeah, sure." Something about them is off, but she doesn't think about it now, staying silent for the rest of the ride.

By the time they get there, it's around 6:45, the trio getting there just in the nick of time. "Get out and don't get hurt, alright?" Mina says to them as they all get their weapons from the duffle bag placed at their feet. Mina left it in there overnight.

"Yeah, yeah, just shut up and stay here," Katsuki answers thickly as he gets a pistol and two daggers from the bag. He puts them all in slots on his belt, messing around with the knives before he does so while Ochako and Crystal get what they need. "We'll be fine this is nothing-"

"We have faith in you, Katsuki-San!" Momo chirps and Katsuki cringes, picking up a couple of grenades as the other two get out of the backseat.

"Bye, it's been how many years and you still call me 'San'?" He asks, putting the mini bombs under his blazer, hoisting them onto his usual gear.

"Hm, well, old habits are hard to break, I guess," Mina comments before rolling the window down to rest her elbow on the car door. "But that doesn't matter now, does it?" Katsuki shuts the car door loudly, looking across the parking lot where Ochako and Crystal stand, waiting for him.

"It doesn't." He answers before buttoning up his blazer again, looking to Mina. "Just...nevermind."

"Ah?"

"I said never-fucking-mind!" He starts to shout a bit over the noise of the nearby city. "JUST WAIT THERE!"

Mina scoffs but doesn't answer, turning the engine off and sighing.

"Katsukiiiiii!!" Ochako says in a high-pitch when he comes toward the curb, Crystal already annoyed. "What's taking you so long, let's go!"

"Shuddaup." He hisses and Crystal grabs a hold of his arm, looking up at him despite the heels she wears. She and Ochako are both dressed up as well, the more inexperienced of the few wearing a royal blue dress that goes down to the pavement, but comes up around the front to her thighs. The dress is cut to show off her cleavage, some of Momo's jewelry hanging around her neck. Her hair is straightened this evening, her bangs laying calmly on her forehead. Her ends are dyed the same blue as the dress, which is the most normal part of her appearance. Even her eye color has changed for the occasion, blue contacts blocking out the regular vibrant violet of her eyes. The heels she's wearing are black with small bows on the side.

Similarly, Ochako wears red, open-toe stilettos that match her red dress that's cut the same way as Crystal's. She doesn't have much jewelry besides her earrings, and her hair was also temporarily dyed like Katsuki's, instead, her's is dirty blonde, which looks weird to her.

Katsuki feels underdressed around them, sighing as Crystal properly hooks their arms together. The plan requires Crystal and Katsuki to separate from Ochako, using the earpieces to communicate as she surveys the place. Her hand-to-hand combat is on par with Katsuki's, so no one's too concerned for her. "Okay, I'm gonna go around this way-" Ochako chimes in softly, pointing to the back of the building.

The building itself looks prestigious and well-kempt, raising to be over ten stories high. It looks a bit out of place, being so elegant yet not to be confused with vintage. "Alright, just tell us when you're back there- and watch your fucking back-"

"I second that, you're really fucking dumb, so watch yourself, okay?" Crystal agrees, narrowing her eyes as Ochako waves them off, shrugging.

"I'll be fine, don't worry guys- and you watch yourselves too, okay?" She says and Katsuki scowls, pulling Crystal away.

"Shut it, we'll be fine. Keep your receiver and mic on, dumbasses." He reminds as the pair near the entrance, which looks like it costs as much as Momo's bills. When they turn to their right, Ochako's off toward the back of the building, and Katsuki steps forward first, startling Crystal who got lost in her thoughts for a moment. He doesn't say anything, and she feels annoyed with this guy already.

"What a terrible pretend husband you are." She knows a little about Katsuki, but from what she's heard and seen, he's a bit like her. Rude and doesn't take shit from others, yet somehow sensitive enough to let himself sleep with Ochako. She's heard it, both metaphorically and literally, and she still can't wrap her mind around it.

"You're even worse at pretending to be my wife." Katsuki too doesn't know much about Crystal, and he would prefer to have Ochako in Crystal's place at the moment, but everyone else gave good arguments that this would be better stimulation for Crystal's hero career, so here they are, pretending to be married as they walk up to the admin in front of them.

"Password." He says in a high-pitched voice, shuffling around some papers. For such an exquisite place, they're playing a game like this, though the heroes already knew that.

"Er- Boiled Lobster," Katsuki says slowly, reading the man's face with his eyes. Such a dumb phrase but never mind that. "Tonight's cuisine, I presume?" He asks, trying to sound as refined as possible, though Crystal holds back laughter.

The man looks as skinny as a noodle and it's like he would maybe snap like an uncooked noodle too, and when he looks up at the two of them, Katsuki almost laughs too at his nerd-like appearance. "Correct, you've done your research, sir- right this way." He put the papers down a few moments ago, now gesturing toward the door behind him and opening it for them.

"Yeah...something like that," Katsuki says, walking first and Crystal letting go of his arm to walk behind him, the other man falling in line behind them after closing the door. "Just how long do we have to walk?" Katsuki asks as the man instead comes around them to walk in front. They're currently walking in a dimly lit hallway, and there's a faint outline of a door ahead. It feels like it was made in ancient Greece with the way quartz pillars line the perimeter of the hallway. Eventually, the small man stops the heroes.

"Oh, I nearly forgot-" He turns and holds up a device, a bit bigger and thicker than the average smartphone. "I have to confirm your identities beforehand- protocol," He comes a bit closer and they both shy away from him, just taking a step backward. "It's a simple procedure, don't be afraid." He smiles and holds out his hand, but Katsuki only stares at him, Crystal scooting behind him.

They weren't planning on attacking anyone this early into the game, but they're prepared to. "Yeah...it's our first time doing something like this, so I guess..."

"We're a little nervous, that's all." Crystal finishes as Katsuki outstretches his hand slowly, his palm up.

"No need to be nervous." Katsuki suddenly draws his hand back to his side, giving Crystal a shove, something of an inaudible cue. "Wh-"

"Eh, we're not nervous." He says as Crystal steps around Katsuki, clenching her right fist. She holds up her fist as the small man furrows his eyebrows, his mustache moving in an uncomfortable way.

"But you should be." Crystal finishes with a punch to his nose, which sends his head back into one of the quartz pillars behind him. Katsuki watches as their escort groans loudly before going limp, picking up the device after a moment. The sheer impact from Crystal's over-practiced punch and the pillar knocked him right out and Katsuki grins as he unlocks the said device.

"Good work, for a newbie." He comments, still working as she crouches to pick his pockets for anything useful. "I would be impressed, if that was raw strength."

"How do you know it wasn't?" She asks, pocketing a keycard and a chain of keys. Katsuki answers after sifting through some files.

"You're terrible at hiding evidence of your Quirk." He puts the device in his pocket as she comes back toward him. "We gotta keep damage to a minimum, hence why we have actual weapons."

"Fuck you, it's hard to keep it down when I'm fighting." She answers, looking over at him. "How'd you even open that thing?" Crystal's referring to the device he just put away. He starts walking before he answers, checking the time on his watch. She follows after him.

"You gotta know how to do things in this field of work, and I'm a man of many talents. Hacking or deciphering things isn't that big of a deal."

"Yeah right."