[PSL -- For Superchill] -- Confrontation

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Part One
Part Two

 

[It had been a week since that time in Kacchan's apartment. A week since the kiss, a week since they'd had breakfast together, and a week since they parted on an almost too-casual note, Izuku walking out the door ahead of his friend so as not to embarrass them both.

Also, to...well. To give Kacchan some room. Some breathing space.

Because they weren't anything, not really. Friends? Definitely. Lovers? Possibly someday. They'd definitely enjoyed kissing each other, and spooned each other when they slept for fuck's sake. Izuku had wanted something more, but Kacchan needed time, and he was perfectly willing to give him time.

No. Really. Don't give him that look. Just because he'd had a rocking dumpster fire of a romantic life before this didn't mean that he was going to make this go in flames because of his own awkwardness and thirst.

And then...well. One thing led to another. 

Specifically, his mother happened. She'd collapsed one day while at work -- after Izuku graduated, she'd taken to working again in order to fill the gaps left by her son's absence, and her own loneliness -- and he'd left immediately to go and see her. 

Her heart was weak. They weren't sure if it was her weight, the anxiety of having her son out of the house and her husband overseas, a deeper issue, or a combination of all of them, but couldn't do as much as she used to. She needed help.

Izuku had jumped at the chance. Taken strange hours -- mostly graveyard shift -- and had to cancel his social plans so that he could be with his mother during the day, work at night, and get what little sleep he could before he had to wake up and do it all over again.

This went on for a week.

He hadn't texted or called anyone. He hadn't had the time. He had to talk to his superiors to switch his hours, he had to commisserate with the doctor about his mother's medications and how long she would need to be supervised before she could start living independently again (his father hadn't even been contacted -- but Izuku had enough issues with his father, and really didn't want to think about him right now), had to start putting aside money for both her rent and his, had to move himself into his old room with the too-tiny, uncomfortable bed and always made sure to keep the door open in case she needed him.

He was a wreck.

His eyes were sunken in, he'd only eaten the bare minimum that he needed to function, and while coffee and energy drinks got him through his shift with minimal effort, he knew he wasn't at the top of his game. He'd planned on telling someone, really, but he didn't want to make anyone worry until he was settled, and by the time things started rolling he was so caught up in the wave that he couldn't stop.

He shook when he woke up, some days, and had to force himself to stop the exhausted tremors. His two off-days a week were the only days when he could sleep, but it was restless and short, so he spent his time working out or taking extra hours at the agency just to fill the time.

He missed everyone.

Most of all, he missed Kacchan.]

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[Yep, this was a conversation they were having right now. Ugh, it was putting knots in Izuku's stomach already; talking romance with Kacchan was like talking to a very handsome brick wall that you happened to be in love with. Who was not comfortable with intimacy.

He had to find a way to defuse this before things got worse.

But lying...was out of the question.]

Well, I...uh. Think she overheard us...last night. In the kitchen.

[He wasn't going to bring up that she thought they had sex last night. Just the thought of her knowing anything about his sex life...]

[superchill]

[ Bakugou, whether he can help it or not, goes red, pausing with his hands half way reaching into one of the bags of groceries.

Yeah, he's actually going very red at the thought of Inko hearing them in the kitchen last night, because there was a lot she could have overheard and all of it was embarrassing to a degree. ]

Fuck.

[So she heard, and now she thinks they're dating.

Well... shouldn't they be? It's not as if Bakugou is going to be with anyone else. Ever. It's not as if he doesn't think about making out with Deku all the time now. It's not as if they don't already sleep curled up around each other, as much as he hates to admit that it might actually be cuddling of all things.

And now, the two of them are going to be here together in Deku's mother's house. Are they dating?]

I've never dated anyone before. Like not even a little bit. I mean, I guess you already know that, right?

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Yeah, I know.

[And Izuku had dated...a bit. All disasters in their own way, and it always led him to heartbreak. He'd spent hours of his life just sobbing over what could have been, yearning for someone to hold him and not let go.

He wasn't codependent; he didn't need a partner to be happy, but he looked at married couples and their happiness together, and Izuku wanted that. He wanted to come home to someone every night, to bask in their presence and take on the world with them. Together for forever, and all those things that made Shouto confused and Iida scandalized.

Then he realized that he wanted Kacchan. He loved him.

Kacchan cared for him too...]

Do you want to? Date, I mean.

[superchill]

[ Of course Deku knows. Just like Deku knows he's a virgin too. Just like Deku know that Bakugou has never even has a single person in his bed, and that the other day on the couch was his first kiss.

Oh god. Fuck.

Slowly he starts unpacking things from the bag again- everything Deku will need to make healthy meals for his mother, and a couple things he thought maybe Deku would like as well.

You know, like a good boyfriend does.

Damn it.

But is it so bad? Bakugou can't exactly say that it is. No, it's all been pretty good, no matter how reluctant he's been with everything. Reconnecting with Deku in this way, it's been good for him. Good for both of them, he thinks. The kisses are- well, they're fucking amazing and all that anger and resentment he used to hold against Deku, it's faded, even if his guilt hasn't.

That's the part he isn't sure about. Doesn't Deku deserve better?

Then again, hasn't it always been the two of them?

He eyes Deku, opening the fridge to put what's in his hands away, then turns back to him. ]

Yeah. I do.

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[Izuku's feet are moving before he can even process the words fully. He stands, nearly stumbles off the couch in his own haste, stretching his legs before jogging to where Kacchan was standing, putting away the groceries like it was no big deal.

Like he was his boyfriend.

Oh, God.

He was moving close, closer, until he was only a few steps away. He waits until there's nothing in his hands, before stepping over, grabbing both of Kacchan's cheeks, and pulling to him.

Pulling him into an intense, hard, passionate whirlwind of a kiss.

After a few seconds, Izuku pulls away, taking a step back.]

I'll make sure you never regret that choice, Kacchan.

["I'll take care of you. Of us." He says, without saying those words. Besides, his determined eyes say more than his words ever could.]

I promise.

[superchill]

[ Bakugou knows it's coming, makes sure everything is out of his hands as Deku approaches him with that look on his face. That happy, excited look in his eyes.

And Bakugou is the one who put it there.

Wonders never cease.

He doesn't hesitate in kissing back, arms moving to Deku's waist, fingers curling into his shirt before he lets go. ]

Like I'd ever regret this. Don't even say shit like that.

[Bakugou gives him a small smile, then reaches out and pulls Deku back into his space. God this is.... yeah, his face is still red, but it's not just embarrassing, it also feels really good. Is he ready for this? He's not sure, but he wants to try to be. He knows that when it comes to starting things with Deku, it's serious. They're not just messing around.]

Can't believe I'm dating a broccoli head now.

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[Kacchan was his boyfriend. Kacchan was his boyfriend.

Kacchan. Was. His. Boyfriend.

He said he wouldn't regret it. He really was--

He even smiled at him! Not smirked! Smiled! That was gorgeous, holy hell his boyfriend Was amazing--

Ahem.

While his heart was doing the patented Izuku Midoriya "I'm in love and everything's all right" dance, Izuku leaned into Kacchan's space, giving him a smile of his own.

...okay, His face was a deep shade of red and his expression straddled that line between earnest and awkward, but his joy was clear in his eyes.]

Eheh, well, broccoli's pretty good for you, y'know?

[...look, just because he had experience with flirting, didn't mean he was good at it.]

[superchill]

You're such a goddamn nerd.

[Bakugou snorts.

But Deku is his nerd. Hasn't he always been, in a way? Haven't they been dancing around this since forever? They have, and back then it wasn't the time for anything, but now? Bakugou is kind of glad they waited this long. There's no way he could have done right by Deku before, but now? Maybe now he has a chance.]

So you're not gonna kiss anyone else, right? That's what this means. Just... you and me. That's it.

[he's just... making sure. because he knows there's different kinds of dating. he supposes the word he's really looking for is exclusive, but he's just going to say it in his own way, isn't he.]

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[Someone punch him because Izuku had never thought, in his entire life, that he would be discussing exclusivity with Kacchan. Really, if it had been anyone else, he would have probably been more than a little offended that they thought he would do something so underhanded as cheat.

But this was Kacchan, who had the dating expertise of a really handsome gay cucumber. He didn't even know he was gay until recently, how the hell was he supposed to know how basic dating worked?]

Just us, Kacchan.

[He punctuated that with a soft kiss.]

I'm yours, and you're mine, right?

[superchill]

[ If it helps any, he never thought he'd be discussing exclusivity either, especially with Deku. Although, it wouldn't- couldn't have been with anyone else, could it. He knows that now.

He feels it in his bones, and.... that says a lot, considering he tries to shove those feelings away as much as possible.

It's good that Deku understands his need to spell some of this shit out sometimes. because it's true. he has the expertise of a really handsome gay cucumber. As long as Deku doesn't say that out loud... ]

...Good. Yeah, alright. That's good.

[It sounds corny. Just us. But that's how he wants it to be. There's only Deku now, if they're going to do this. It isn't gonna be like this gay awakening will lead him to want to test out what it feels like, to put himself into the dating scene or whatever the fuck. No, he's good with this and only this.

He kisses back, ruffling his fingers through Deku's hair.]

That's so fucking corny, Deku. But yeah. Yours and mine and all that.

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[Honestly, the thought of Kacchan leaping on the dating scene is probably one of the most ridiculous thoughts to ever thought, so it's a good thing that he didn't voice that out loud.

Instead, he just had to voice the fact that Izuku was corny out loud, didn't he?

...

Okay, let's not mince words. Deep down in his squishy, nerdy heart, he was made of pure warm corn chowder, the kind of that Western mothers made when their children were sick and needed comfort on their worst days. Izuku had, without irony, given a girlfriend a candlelight dinner on a veranda with soft music and clumsy, shy slow dancing. This wasn't going to be the last time he was called this, and he knew it.

That didn't stop him from averting his eyes a little, that usual Izuku awkwardness seeping in.]

Yeah...I guess it is a little, huh? But romance is always a little corny when you think about it, right?

[Though was Kacchan even romantic? No, probably not. What did he define as romantic, anyway? Cuddling together? Eating together?

He would have to do research, because mark his words, Izuku Midoriya would find out what made Kacchan tick, and sweep him off his feet. Somehow.

But that was an endeavor for another day.]

[superchill]

[ That's a damn good thing, because it would sound ridiculous to him too.

And of course... Bakugou doesnt' mean corny in a bad way. Not anymore. He just doesn't know how to voice the rest of it- because it's true. What the hell is romance? What the hell is anything sweet and cute and romantic? Bakugou would cringe (okay more like maybe blow up) at the thought- but maybe slowly, Deku can teach him. ]

Uh yeah. I guess.

[He honestly has no idea. Cuddling seems ridiculous- though they've already done it enough. And eating together is alright. He likes it. Is that considered romantic?]

Guess you can tell your mom we're for real dating now. She'd probably be happy about that... right?

[He lets a little bit of that insecurity seep through. ]

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[A bit of pink dusted Izuku's cheeks at that. The insecurity dampened his enthusiasm a little, if only internally -- but he understood.

All he could do was try to dispel it, even if it took a thousand lifetimes.

Izuku was dating Bakugou Katsuki. He was nothing if not patient.]

Oh, trust me, she was over the moon when she teased me about it this morning.

[Hell, he was over the moon about it. He leaned his head against Kacchan's chest, just a little, letting out a small hum.

He could actually do this now whenever he wanted. He could use Kacchan's warm chest like a pillow and lean against it.

Hell. Yeah.]

Do you want to tell anyone else about this, or keep it private for now?

[Would he want to tell Kirishima about this? His parents?]

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She teased you about it? Oh, well this should be interesting.

[He snorts softly, then pauses, furrowing his eyebrows.]

Oh. I think she was teasing me about it too and I just didn't fucking realize. Your mom is sneaky. But at least in good spirits, right?

[Which is really good for right now. With the two of them taking care of her, she'll do a lot better in no time. So will Deku, he hopes. Bakugou never wants to see him look at worn down and sleep deprived as he did when he first got here.

Right now it seems Deku is taking advantage of as much cuddling as he possibly can. Bakugou doesn't stop him]

Tell anyone? What, like a fucking announcement? No way. It's none of their business.

[Is that too harsh? He has no idea. How is this shit supposed to work? ]

We can tell your mom- well, she already knows. Everyone else is just gonna make a big damn deal about it and I don't want that shit to get in the way of our hero duties. You know how it's gonna be. Fuckin' all over TV.

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Oh...ahah. What did she say?

[Please don't be about sex. Please don't be about sex. Izuku would give Kacchan the entirety of his All Might collection if his mother didn't ask him about sex.]

I'm curious.

[And well, no, he hadn't planned an announcement, but...yeah, he was probably right about that. Even if only Izuku's close friends knew, there was no telling how quickly others would know, and...

...Well, that at least told Izuku what he thought about PDA. Was he really surprised by this, though? Kacchan was as private as they came, and considering his closest circle of friends...

If Kirishima knew, he'd carry that secret to the grave. At least until Mina managed to get it out of him; that woman should have been an interrogation hero with how well she could just coax secrets out of people.

Note to self: Tell the group chat that Kacchan "wanted to take it slow" and that all conversations about the subject would be tabled. If Kacchan explicitly didn't want anyone else to know, then he wasn't about to go behind his back, no matter how excited Izuku was.]

I wasn't exactly thinking of an announcement, Kacchan. But let's just keep it between us for now.

[Not being able to hold hands in public was a small price to pay to prevent the media circus that would inevitably break out if they did.

Izuku clung just a touch tighter.]

Honestly, so long as you're happy, I'm happy.

[superchill]

Something about the beds and sleeping.... like... she heard us, or something. You were pretty damn loud, nerd. I thought I was gonna have to put my hand over your mouth at one point.

[ Does Deku want to tell his friends? Bakugou realizes that he probably does. Which... it's his right to, isn't it? It should be, but it's also kind of complicated.

Bakugou is definitely private. Of course he is, he's never really done things any other way.

Kissing in public???? Holding hands... even not in public?? Well okay, he supposes they've done the latter already, but still. It's something he probably has to ease into. ]

Are you sure about that? I mean... I guess you can tell your friends. Not all of them. Just the closest ones. Wait, who are you closest to? Is it still Round Face, Glasses, and Icyhot?

[Look, he can use their names, but all his brain power is being diverted to this relationship thing, and the way Deku is trying to squeeze him as tight as he can.]

I'm... yeah, I'm happy. Course I am. Wouldn't be with your scrawny ass if I wasn't. It's just... really fucking weird. And new. Not that I can't handle it, it's just different.

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[For fuck's sake, universe, really? The lewd mental images he was getting right now was not cool. Not. Cool.

Now he was going to think about him and Kacchan in bed together, with his hand clamped tightly over his mouth......

Ahem.

That blush was...it sure was something huh?

Also he might have choked. A little.]

A-ah...um. Yeah. Loud. I guess I was that. Er. Sorry about that.

[Well at least he could say that his mother was okay with him being an adult man with adult man relationships.

He coughed again.]

Yeah...still them. And...thank you.

[for being happy, letting him talk to his friends about this, or being oblivious enough to not know what his mother meant right away? The world will never know.]

[superchill]

You're thinking about it now, aren't you. Stop thinking about it! Your mom is probably listening to us again.

[There's too much blushing. So much blushing. Look, deep down Bakugou is a good boy too. A good, respectable???? boy? Okay, he likes to follow the rules and he certainly doesn't want to do things in front of mothers!

Thank fuck he got them to stop before they went any further.]

Don't say sorry. I mean... I liked it, just... not here. In the kitchen.

[Maybe in Deku's room? But his mom would still be in the house.

Are they gonna wait till they can go back to his place? Well... bakugou is honestly okay with that, actually. It'll give him more time, because he sure as hell doesn't know the first thing about sex and at his age that's kind of embarrassing.

Not that he's embarrassed! Fuck that! He's a Pro-Hero, damn it. He's had plenty of other things to do.]

Just tell them to keep their mouths shut about it. If it gets out, I'll know it was them and I'll blast the shit out of them so they better know that, too.

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[And that was another choke. Good job, Kacchan, you're a regular smooth criminal with the awkward situations. If you're trying to make Izuku not blush like an uncomfortable idiot, then you uh.

Failed. Horribly.]

You mean you're not?!

[You know, he would have been fine just dropping it, but nooooo, now he was thinking about it even more. With a statement as loaded as: "I liked it, but not in the kitchen," a man's brain can only go one direction, and that direction was deep, deep within the Earth's crust.

(Okay, maybe that was just Izuku's brain.)

Also, the temptation to say something sly and sex-charged like, "Ohh, would you prefer it if we were in my bedroom then?" was too great, and Kacchan had better thank every star that exists that he was far too awkward to try that kind of seduction right now.]

And I don't blame you. H-haha...hot implements and knives don't...exactly make for a fun time.

[Instead he said stupid shit like that. Time to backpedal.]

N-not like I've done it in a kitchen or anything before! I mean that's...that's unsanitary, right? I mean, we eat in there!

[Though the thought of Kacchan in nothing but an apron is pretty appealing. Just working on food, and then turning to look at him, hip cocked and grin salacious--

IZUKU MIDORIYA, STOP THIS RIGHT NOW.

Someone save him. He just wants to die right now. The more he talks, the redder his face is getting.]

[superchill]

[ Of course Deku is going to get entirely stuck on the kitchen and the sex stuff and... whatever else, still blushing like an idiot- making Bakugou of all people start to blush in return.

Bakugou would wring his neck if he wasn't so into him right now. ]

I'm trying not to, shitty nerd!

[But he's failing too, and he has to pull himself away from Deku. Too much closeness, too new of a... relationship thing. Way too much mom in the house and yeah. The fucking kitchen.]

Hot.. implements and knives? Fucking Christ, Deku!

[This is getting more and more awkward by the second and Bakugou can't take it anymore]

It's not just unsanitary, but why the fuck would you even want....

[He starts, then stops and glances at the kitchen counter because hell yeah, it would actually be pretty fucking hot to get Deku up there and kiss him hard, grind against him a little.

FUCK. ]

Put the rest of the goddamn groceries away! I'm going to take a shower! And then we're gonna have dinner and watch TV with your mom!

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[This was a shitshow. Holy hell, this was spiralling downward, and fast. Between Kacchan's blushing, the entire conversation, and the thoughts that were flying into Izuku's head at breakneck speed...

He was going to stick his head in a freezer. Or just. Think of anything that could derail this.

All Might naked.

...Now he's just imagining Kacchan dressed up in a sexy All Might outfit--GOD DAMN IT that's not supposed to make this situation hotter!

Uh. Uh. AIZAWA NAKED.

You know, those ropes could probably come to good u--OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

BRAIN. STOP. NOW.]

Kacchan, I didn't actually use anything like that! Oh my God! I wouldn't--I'm not into that kind of thing!

[Deku, stop talking before you start actually talking about what you're into.

...And that includes following Kacchan's eyes to the counters. You know, if he could get up there, he could probably wrap his legs around Kacchan's waist just fine, maybe hold onto him and kiss him--

Okay maybe the kitchen was kind of hot. He preferred beds though. Or couches. Maybe his own couch?

Nah, the one at Kacchan's apartment was nicer, and more intimate. One of these days they had to make out on that couch again. Or just cuddle on it.

Wait. Wait, Kacchan said something. Groceries? Right! Putting groceries away. And a shower.

Izuku definitely needed a shower right now. A cold one.]

O-Okay! Yeah. That sounds good. Groceries, dinner, TV. Got it.

[Was this going to end without him potentially embarrassing himself?]

Uh...have fun in the shower?

[...nope.]

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Well what kind of thing are you into!?

[He probably says far too loudly. Voices carry in this damn house! Oh god, now Inko is going to think... no, he doesn't even want to know what she'd think!

This is going to end right now.]

No, don't tell me. Don't even think about telling me.

Just gimme some space, okay?! We both need some space.

[What a disaster. They've been dating for five whole minutes and they already want to rip each other's clothes off all over the kitchen. This is years of pent of sexual frustration, isn't it.

Bakugou is going to suffer.]

I'm not gonna have any fun in the shower, idiot! I'm gonna wash off all of todays dirt and grime. It was a long and shitty day.

[He frowns, stomping away from Deku.......... then stops and stomps his way back over to him, grabbing him and kissing him before he turns and quickly leaves again, snatching up his bag with his change of clothes and heads straight for the bathroom so he can shower.]

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[Space. Yes. Space was good.

Izuku really needed to dunk his head in a freezer. That kiss -- Kacchan's kiss, holy shit -- warmed him to his toes, and his cheeks heated with a gentle, persistent blush.

This was real life. They were boyfriends now.

Kacchan was his boyfriend.

Kacchan, the grouchy fireball that had been in his life since they were practically in diapers, was his confirmed significant other. And it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

And he was going to be staying here.

With him.

Their shifts were going to be opposite, sure, and they might not be able to see each other for very long, but...

Being able to kiss that man every single day? To cuddle him, even? To sleep next to him?

Yeah. Yeah, that was...that was good. Great. Wonderful.

Okay, no, it wasn't just good, great, or wonderful. It made his heart feel a hundred sizes too large and his entire body heat up and he'd never had a reaction like this to any of his past relationships before. Not Ochaco, and not the other girls he'd dated or slept with.

This was new, uncharted territory. Exciting territory.

And he'd be able to walk it with Kacchan by his side.]

I should...probably start on these groceries, huh?

[Even as he put the food away, Kacchan kept worming his way into his mind.]

[superchill]

[ Yuuuup, they're boyfriends now.

Boyfriends.

Bakugou can hardly believe it.

They're the two most unlikely people in the entire world to be with each other like this!!! Or so he tries to fool himself, because that's absolutely not true. Apparently Ochaco knew. Does Kirishima know as well??? Oh god. Bakugou actually considers texting him to ask, but shower comes first. He really needs this shower.

He strips quickly, trying to ignore how hot he feels and he takes a damn cold shower just to compensate. He really needs it either way.

bakugou tries not to think of Deku while he showers, but its hard. Not in a sexual way, but just... in a contemplative way. This really is something else. It's new and important and.... wonderful? Bakugou can't help but feel exciting, but also a little worried and self conscious. He has no idea how to do this.

But.. Deku has always been there. Always behind his back, even when he didn't want him to be, helping him out. He's sure that's how this is gonna go down, too.

He finishes up quickly after that, changing into something far more comfortable, then dries his hair and heads back down to the kitchen to check up on how things are progressing without him. ]

Hey.

[thunderingpeace]

[He'd been doing okay, thank-you-very-much. At least two thirds of the groceries were put away, with the cold stuff done first and the not-immediately-perishable still sitting on the counters.

The cucumbers had almost made his brain spiral back into the Earth's crust, but with some good focus, he got back on track.]

Oh, hey. Have a good shower? I'm almost done here.

[Kacchan looked...more relaxed now. It was nice. His hair was still a little damp, glistening in the light in such a way that made him want to touch it a little. How was his hair always able to stay up like that, just in the way Kacchan liked it? If Izuku tried to 'tame the rat's nest', so to speak, it turned into a mess of curls, and when he got out of the shower, he tended to look like a wet poodle.

He didn't give in to that temptation, though. Instead he turned towards Kacchan, smiling a bit.

That space was good. Gave him time to think. Calmed down his hormones.

...Okay, so sticking his head in the freezer for a few seconds did, in fact, help a lot more than he thought it did.]