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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Bakugou_Katsuki/Midoriya_Izuku, Midoriya_Izuku/Todoroki_Shouto
  Character:
      Midoriya_Izuku, Bakugou_Katsuki, Todoroki_Shouto
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      Chocolates, Fluff, Drama, Angst, S&M, possessive, that_escalated_quickly,
      I_seriously_don't_know_what_to_write, Jealous!Katsuki, Tsundere!Katsuki,
      Psycho!Izuku, Sadist!Todoroki, Yaoi, someone's_going_to_die, hahahahahah,
      Randomness, todoroki_-_Freeform, shouto, midoriya_-_Freeform, izuku_-
      Freeform, Deku_-_Freeform, bakugo_-_Freeform, katsuki_-_Freeform, kacchan
      -_Freeform, Gayness
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      Published: 2017-04-21 Updated: 2017-06-19 Chapters: 4/? Words: 12938
****** Bundle Of My Yaoi Academia ******
by Torishii
Summary
     Just random oneshots I made. Focuses on TodoDeku and KatsuDeku. ♥♥♥
Notes
     Hi, human who is reading this. This is my first time writing fan
     fiction in this site. I'm transferring my works from Wattpad to here.
     :> Though in here, the story is - I say - improved... somehow. ._.'
     And this is - as the title says - a Bundle of Yaoiness. So I'd like
     to start here with some angstssssss~ :D Tata! The smut will be saved
     for later.
     I apologize if there are some errors such as grammatical ones and/or
     misspelling. I'm still adjusting to my new writing style.
***** Angst *****
[Todoroki Shouto]

'I hate my life.'
Those are the words that stayed inside my mind after everything was revealed
upon opening my eyes.
Life is definitely unfair. No, it's not that that it's unfair. It's just it is
really unfair from the beginning of life. People are thinking for themselves
that since they have cool powers called 'quirks', they should become heroes
like the ones they idolize. They thinkthey are the coolest and most powerful
when they have those.
But in my case, it's like a curse.
Few may say that my quirks are amazing and that I am strong. I have both Ice
quirk and Fire quirk. My right side of my body can produce ice while the other
can do fire. But that didn't mean it could be use for any advantages. As I have
sworn to myself that I will only use my right side which was my ice power, my
mother's.
I despise the source of my left side. My fire quirk comes from my father, the
second best hero in the country, Endeavor. Some might think it's great to have
a father like him. I mean like Endeavor is one of the best and you should look
up to him because he's strong. However, for me, it's not. I never ever looked
up to him for as he is a worst hero.
The point is that he married my mother, who has the quirk of ice, to make me.
His masterpiece. His son that could surpass his rival, All Might. The one who
will finish him. The son he could be proud of. The son he created to use. The
son who could fulfill his desires. He only married my mother for her quirk, and
nothing else. Now, who's the worst father now?
Every time I resist his wishes, and at young age I became a rebel, he would
hurt, a 5-year-old child, me for that. Believe me, I couldn't fight back. I was
weak back then and he's too strong for my baby hands. And whenever he would
hurt mother, I was always there for her to receive father's attacks.
I could still remember I would always cry in mother's arms whenever father goes
violent about my being. I would always say that I will never be like father who
bullies and hurts mother. And she was always there supporting me, comforting me
that everything would be alright and someday I would become a stronger hero in
the future. She also dislikes father, at that. I know she's suffering for me.
And it pained me seeing her that way.
Even if I was just gazing outside the window while witnessing children of my
age freely playing and having fun with no restrictions, I would get pulled away
from the window by him saying it's useless to admire those low level children
when the time I become the strongest because of him. I was always jealous, I
have to admit. I'm always inside of the house and was not allowed to go out
besides some reasonable excuses.
Why had I been born in this way? Why can't I be normal like other kids that are
having fun and let the heroes do their jobs on protecting us? Why do I need to
be like my father and meet everyone's expectations? Especially, his...
I thought back then as a child, I'll be fine as long as I am with my mother.
However, the mother I knew while growing up changed. No, not changed. It's just
I didn't realize it at young age.
I was just walking on the small hallway of our house in search for my mother.
When I saw the lights in the kitchen were lit on, I slowly walked toward the
slight opening of the door. First I saw the kettle on the stove, releasing
white mist-like smokes from the heat. Then I saw her figure though her back was
on my view as she was holding a phone.
My body froze when I heard my mother's voice. But that's not the thing that
made me froze. Her words were.
'Mom, I can't take it anymore! Shouto's left side... sometimes it looks hideous
to me!'
I felt my heart cracked at that moment.
'I can't take care of him anymore! If I kept raising that child, it'll be bad.'
'M-mommy?'
I accidentally called her out but the moment she turned her head towards my
spot, I felt weak and scared from her expression. Full of fear and panic and
grief. My body stood still and couldn't react in time when she grabbed the
kettle's handle and splashed its boiling contents on my face.
I was hospitalized at that and receive a burn mark from my left side forehead
and the surroundings of my left eye. It was painful indeed, but I understood
why mother had done that. Whether it's on purpose or not, the reason had to be
none other by my father's pressuring her. He's the reason why mother's life was
hard. All because of his selfish desire of creating a child to surpass All
Might!
Fuck, he's not even worried about my mother's situation and even blamed her for
hurting me now that she's been forced to go a mental hospital.
'I hate you, daddy! It's all your fault!'
I remembered saying that to him and shut myself in my room the whole day. He
didn't bother consulting me and that's the time I thought of leaving the house
for good. I left the house at night when I was sure everyone in the household
are sleeping and sneaked my way out of the place.
It was successful and yet I had no lead to where I was supposed to go. My
parents never toured me in the city. But I know my way back to the house
however I was not having the intention of returning. I was all by myself on the
street. Few people walking passed by my child figure and few vehicles zooming
the road.
No one bothered talking to me and I was relieved. Upon exploring the streets, I
didn't realize that my feet had led me to a playground. I looked on every
direction and noticed that no one was around. I've never been to a playground
before though I knew that there were swings, slides, and sandbox. But what had
caught my eyes was an elephant shaped-thing mini slide but it has a cave-like
hole underneath.
I decided to go there. I walked toward there and abruptly halted when I heard
cries coming from there. It caught my attention and slowly peeked who's crying.
It was a little dark inside but thanks from moon's light; I saw a boy wearing
sky blue long sleeve shirt that looked baggy and shorts. His hair was black
with green hues on tips, though his face was on top his knees while his arms
were warped around his head. I was deciding whether to talk to him or leave
him. I didn't know how to communicate with other kids of my age and that was
the first time I would.
"Hey," I called out and heard his cries stopped and his body flinched. Slowly
his head was lifted and there we made eye contact. He had these teary green
eyes and the more I observed him I realized his hair was way messy than I
thought it would be. Geez, he even had snot that's about to drip out of his
nose.
"Why are you crying?" I straightforwardly questioned him but he just continued
crying like a baby.
It panicked me so I sat in front of him and pat his head. My mother used to do
that to me whenever I cry so I tried it on him to see if he would calm down.
And he did. His cries slowly died but not completely.
"I'm useless." were his first words. It was muffled but I managed to understand
it.
"Hey, lift your head. I can’t talk to you this way." I gently told him and he
surprisingly obeyed.
He looked at me with those teary eyes and even his cheeks were wet. It was
obvious that he's trying to be strong not to cry but failed to do so anyway.
"My friends have quirks. And I don't have. One of them, Kacchan, said that I'm
quirkless. And my classmates have their quirks and only I don't. I'm useless."
And this also caught my attention.
Quirkless? I didn't know that some people could be quirkless. Oh, if only I had
been quirkless then mother wouldn't feel pressured from father. And I wouldn't
carry this huge selfish responsibility that my father had given me. If I had
been quirkless then everything that had happened wouldn't happen at all!
"Why? Isn't that great that you are quirkless than to have quirks that would
pressure you?" I feel like an insensitive kid back then when I questioned him
that.
"No! It's just! I want to be a hero like All Might. Who smiles even there's
trouble and saves people like a hero would do! Others who have quirks, ... I'm
jealous. It's my dream!" He blurted with burning passion in his wet eyes.
I felt like I was slapped back into reality with his words. I guess I'm not
like everyone else. I thought he would be the same as the kids I always see
outside that's happy with their quirks because they thought they would look
cool and began bragging it to everyone else.
But here, he wanted the power. Not to be cool or to brag it to everyone but to
save people. This kid in front of me wanted to be a hero but he's quirkless.
I looked at him straight in his eyes. "Do you want my quirk?"
His eyes widened from shock and his eyes gazed at mine with astonishment and
curiosity.
"What do you mean?"
"I hate my quirks. They feel like curse to me." I uttered. "Right side could do
ice... " I showed him making a grass on the ground freeze. "And my left...
could do fire." I didn't show him the fire side.
The idea of using this side only feels like shìt knowing it was from my
father's.
"You could have one of my quirks if you want or maybe both of my quirks. I
don't nee--"
"No!" My sentence was cut when he suddenly disapproved.
"What are saying? You should keep it! Unlike me, since you have quirks, you can
save people! It's yours not mine. You should use it instead of giving it to me.
It's your own power and no one else!"
Snap.
At that moment, I mentally heard something snapped in me.
He's right. It's my own power. Not my father's power. Why do I have to carry
such burden on my small shoulders?
I glanced down on my right palm. This kid... I may not know him, in fact we're
strangers after all, yet... he had no idea that he helped me. With just his
words, I felt weight has lifted a little off from my shoulders and chest.
Glancing up to meet his eyes again, I said, "You're right."
My eyes stung and I felt my vision becoming blurry. There, tears I couldn't
stop began to flow down from my eyes.
"Thank you." I said though he looked confused and panic.
Of course, he doesn't know my history, yet. But it's a story to tell in the
future.
I wiped my tears off of my face. "Hey, I'm Shouto, by the way."
"I-i'm Izuku... Midoriya Izuku."
"Izuku... Izuku, then."
"Th-then, can I call you Shou-chan?"
And that all happened back then. That's how I accidentally met Midoriya Izuku.
The first boy I have spoken with. The first boy, you could say, I made friends
with. And the first boy I, accidentally, fell for. I remember when I told him
he could call me 'Shou-chan', he formed a cheeky grin that’s really hard to
forget. That memory stays in my mind permanently. And I'm glad.
But now, for what’s currently happening, the students of Yuuei who are about to
graduate and become pro heroes...
Students who are standing while in front of them are the pro heroes who
decreased drastically because of a certain villain is the opponent. Not just
any villain that any pro hero could defeat, but a villain who defeated even All
Might and my father. The strong heroes... have been defeated.
"Is there anyone who could beat me?" Questioned by the villain while his tone
clearly rough. He has an odd look of a monster's face that's difficult to
describe but has a figure of a human being. He stood tall on top the lamp post
as he is surrounded by wounded pro heroes.
What kind of outcome was this? Who is this villain that has multiple quirks;
black hole, disintegration, sturdy, and cursed body?
Black hole: when victim gets caught of it, it will be either lost in nowhere or
die in the process.
Disintegration: when touched, the victim will immediately turn into dust.
Sturdy: his body could take any type of strong impact that will not give him
any scratches but if hit continuously then it might give him it.
Cursed body: when received a physical attack, the attacker becomes unable to
give his fullest and could make them weak.
Who on earth can defeat that monster if physical attacks won't even work and
even if it's not physical attack then how would it scratch its Sturdy body?
This is madness. Villains have taken a new higher level of experimented subject
that they even created this kind of invincible monster. Everyone who is still
alive panics as they limp away from the other approaching villains.
Now that the top heroes have already been defeated, people went flip and dash
for their lives but ending with them getting killed on the process of other
villains’ ambushes.
Katsuki have received quite damage yet he still stands tall, ready for combat.
Iida's Engine on the back of his legs got jammed then destroyed and is unable
to fight due to some severe broken bones. The rest of them got injured and are
unable to put a fight anymore. And sad to say that few number of the students
got killed and some got sucked in by that black hole without a single trace.
I did receive some bruises and deep wounds. I could still fight but my quirks'
reaching their limits.
I stand side by side with Katsuki on my left while Izuku remains standing on my
right. Izuku also received a lot of damages like he's one bloody mess, heavily
injured. But he still persists to fight for our fallen comrades.
"How are we supposed to fight that monster..." I hear Izuku mutter on my side.
The three of us, who are still able to fight, are on our full guard. Now that
we're at full disadvantage, we can't just rush things knowing we will die
anyway. This might be it.
"Deku and I will charge it. That motherfucker's Sturdy quirk's beginning to
wear off." I give a side glance to Katsuki, who's surprisingly cooperative. But
he's right. It's not the time to worry other things. Yet, the choices we could
think of are all risky.
"It's difficult, Kacchan. Even if we keep charging that creature, we'll lose
our strength on the process due to its quirk, Cursed Body, and to make it worst
we might get sucked in the black hole on our blind spots. Continuous attack
won't work either anymore if he ever touches us. We would be turned into dust
in no time..."
"Then what are we supposed to do then?! We'll either fucking fight dying or run
getting killed, shitrag!" Katsuki bursts, clenching his fist into balls.
"Then..." I speak up. "I'll do it."
"What?!/." they both synchronize and I step forward.
This is the only way.
'I'm sorry, Izuku.'
"What do you mean, Shou-chan?"
"I have an idea. But this is going to be risky. Since making contact with that
monster will turn its victims into dust and could weaken them, then I could use
my Ice quirk as both defense and offense while my Fire quirk would be full
offense. Disintegration won't work on both ice and fire but I have it covered."
I briefly explain to them as fast as I can.
The creature’s beginning to take notice of our presence.
"Just give me a boost and I'll finish him off."
"Are you fucking out of your mind? You want to suicide or something, bastard?"
Katsuki grabs my shirt and yanks it. I can tell in his tone. He may be all
violent and crazy for any kind of challenges but in his tone... it sounded
panic and worry.
Is this the Katsuki I know since Izuku and I met and introduce him to me? Is
this the Katsuki I know who I secretly play with while escaping from the
household? Is this the Bakugo Katsuki I know who doesn't want to lose?
I have decided and it is final.
"No. Just give me a boost, both of you, and I'll finish him off." I assure them
and finally Katsuki releases his grip from my clothes.
He curses under his breath, gritting his teeth. Katsuki turns around to hide
his anger. I form a small smile at him. I mentally shrug my shoulders. I know
he’s disappointed in me.
"Sh-shou-chan, don't tell me you'll--" I stop him mid-way on his sentence as I
give him a feather kiss on his forehead.
He becomes silent, having no idea what just happened. I guess it’s better that
way then...
"Boost me up, Izuku."
Having no seconds wasted, the monster completely took notice of our presences
when he finally found our hiding spot. Izuku and Katsuki didn't waste any more
time as I place my feet on their supported-hands. We count one to three and
they both throw me up, with help of Katsuki's and Izuku's quirks. I used my
fire side quirk to boost more speed like a jet, aiming the monster while my ice
side form into a defense on my whole arm. The monster and my ice defense made
contact causing him to lose balance and we both fell on the ground. The ground
form large cracks from the impact of his Sturdy.
"Shou-chan!" I give a side glance to Izuku who is about to come and help me.
I know he won't make it. Every risky choice needs a sacrifice. You can't
achieve your goal without doing that. It is impossible. I have to do it. I just
need to wait for the right moment.
"You think you could stop me, little brat?" the monster taunts and I keep my
figure still above him. I feel myself getting weaker from his Cursed Body
quirk.
"You're not going anywhere now, villain."
"Too early to celebrate, hero of a brat. You have no idea you're just circling
on my palm the whole time." he grins showing his bloody teeth and psychopath
eyes.
Wind suddenly become harsher. Gravity becomes stronger. From my back, a huge
black hole appears.
What I have been waiting for.
"You're cornered kid." He reaches for the lamp post and tries pushing me off.
"You're coming with me!" I raise my left hand and aimed for his hand to release
massive flames causing him to let go.
I grip on him tightly so he won't escape then freeze his being with me. This
way he won't kill innocent people any more. And if I finish him right now, he
won't hurt Izuku further...
"SHOU-CHAN!!! NO!!!" I make another glance on his face and form a sincere
smile. I know this will be my last.
'You helped me back then, Izuku. You gave me purpose. You helped me wake up out
of my sadness and grief. Now, it's time for me to repay you. Recreate the world
without me.'
After that, the monster and I enter the black hole. Everything is filled with
darkness after that.
***** Neighbor *****
Chapter Notes
     This oneshot is inspired from a manga called Ana Satsujin. If you
     know it or will read it before reading this, you may get the setting
     of this oneshot. Just the first few chappy of that manga is related
     here though. And I'm still getting used how AO3 works so I apologize
     if there are errors and such.
     WARNING : Suicide and rape attempt. Bloody stuffs. And yep.
     Poor!Katsuki and Psycho!Izuku :3
[Bakugo Katsuki]
A life of not being able to get accepted to become a hero just because of having anger and cussing issues is one hell of a shitty life.
That's mine. Clearly, mine.
I was rejected to become a hero and my life drastically became fucked up; I lost my parents' trusts, no one is supporting my needs, failed university, and live alone in a gloomy apartment.
Fuck rules. Fuck heroes. Fuck life. Fuck everything!!
No one needed me and I totally turned into a stupid fucked up shut in man. Since no one was supporting me, all the bills I haven't paid for few months now -
 no stupid shitty work accepts me -
 all disappeared and I lived in an apartment with no electricity, water, and internet. Can anyone ever live with such life? Obviously, that’s me. This life’s fucking better than sleeping in the shitty streets. In a few days, I'm fucking sure that the owner of this apartment will force me to get my ass out of here. I also haven't paid her for a long time and I don't plan to. I don't have any money and even if I want to steal I couldn't bring myself to do so.
My life is so useless and I know that my very existence isn't needed.
So I decided to end my fucking life.
My eyes lands on the belt that is laying on the floor.
I try tying my neck with t and hang the belt to the hook on the wall. I do my best to choke myself to death but that didn't go as planned. I am still too strong that I end up plucking down the hook from the wall along with my belt causing me to face plant the dirty floor. Gasping for air, I curse at myself. The room is dark and I can't see my sweat I feel that drip down on the floor.
However, I snap. I freeze when I see light.
Light coming from the hole. That small hole where the hook was once drilled into. The wooden wall has cracks and the hole that mostly catch my attention. I am having this huge urge to get near it. And I do. I peek onto that tiny hole and almost make my jaw drop on the floor.
‘Fucking adorable! No, shit. Katsuki, can't you fucking see? That person on the other side is a damn dude! And he's just so cute having that expression as he's trying to relieve himself.
..  Wait. .. What the fuck? What in the ACTUAL FUCK?!’
I crawl back immediately, away from the wall, with my face in heat.
I grip on my chest. My heart is beating loudly in my chest.
‘What in the mother fucking shit did I just see ?! That dude definitely is
definitely touching himself! What's worst  is that he 
is doing it on his front view on his bed right at me!’
Smacking my head, I remind myself that I have to keep quiet.
Hah, quiet your ass, Katsuki! Hell, yeah.
Right now, I think my attempt of killing myself was worth it. I have no fucking clue why I'm looking back again on the hole to see him but I don't have a moment to think about the answer.
I peek once again and see his body trembling. His messy black hair with green on the tips, his half lidded green eyes, cute freckled cheeks, and those fucking wet lips. Hell, who is he? I didn't know I have a neighbor like him in here.
When was the last time I'd gone out, anyway?
I observe him more. His expression shows trouble as he plays with the head of his manhood and strokes himself faster in a desperate manner. I know he is getting near the edge. I can see every bit of him. He throws his head back and his screams are strained while shooting out his seed. I chew my lower lip while pressing my finger tips on the wall, feeling the raw intensity of the scene. He's so damn fucking cute! And innocent shit! Hearing his scream made me hard as fuck.
And from that day on, I begin watching his daily work. Every move he makes I watch him. I wait for him as he goes out around seven in the morning and return around four in the afternoon. I watch him eat, change his clothes, study quietly, and sleep peacefully.
Fuck. What a pathetic life you have, Katsuki. Indeed. Pathetic yet worth it. You've become a pervert peeping weirdo. Maybe this is what I am long good at? Maybe becoming a hero is never my forte...
I've been doing this for several days without his notice like he’s my only source of life. I silently watch him everyday and it is enough for me to forget that I haven't eaten one shit for days nor take my bathe. Heck, who cares? No one, right?
Until that day comes. As I am watching him holding his bag, just came back from his school, he didn't realize that someone is behind him -
 holding a rope. He didn't look like he knows him 'cause he looks like a drug addict.
My eyes widens when the man tackles him on his bed. He tries to struggle free as the man is tying his arms on the bed post. His face says fear and tears begin forming on the corners of his green eyes.
I literally fucking panic my ass there and snatch my phone from the floor. I look at it to call for the police, but fuck. I forget that I haven't charge it for months now since I have no electricity here. Just fucking great! I return my gaze on the hole, cowardly. Now, I'm seeing my only reason to live getting rape by this bullshit. Fucking great, Katsu-
--
I flinch when I hear a scream.
Not that kind of scream of pleasure but... of pain.
My eyes couldn't believe what I am seeing right now. 
No. I don’t want to believe it.
The innocent I once think is holding a cutter, stained with blood. He is now on top of his attacker as he pierces the blade inside that man's throat and red liquid sprays on his face and on the wall. The man lashes out and shouts in pure agony but only to shut up as he is stabbed in his mouth with the cutter.
What catches my attention the most is... the person who’s holding the cutter... he's smiling.
I feel cold all of the sudden.
He's no innocent. He's a fucking murderer.
Due to shock, I didn't notice that I lost consciousness. I have awaken few hours from the last time I remember. It is early in the morning, about five.
When the scenes of the killing replay back, my whole body go numb. My blood feel cold and my heart seems to have stopped pumping in my chest.
I quickly stand on my feet and hurriedly head for the sink. I empty my stomach -
 even though it's long empty -
 and only few come out. My stomach growls in hunger.
‘What a pathetic life you have, Katsuki. Now die in hunger, peeping pervert. ’
When I clean my mouth using the back of my hand, I finally decide to go outside. After weeks -
 maybe months? -
 of not leaving the cheap apartment, now I'm outside seeing that it is still dark.
I hold on my head when I feel it throb in pain.
"How am I supposed to survive like this..." I mutter to myself as I slump myself on the fence. "I want to become the No. 1 Hero but what am I now?" My voice is weak and bitter. "Just because I have my own problems doesn't mean that they fucking need to abandon me!" I yell to no one and see the sun rising behind the city's tall buildings from afar.
"No one remembers me and I'm now forgotten! Fucking damnit!" I curse and clench the fence in anger.
Then the rays of the sun rise shines right at my eyes. I groan in frustration and accidentally release explosion on the fence.
"Fuck you, sunrise! Stupid ball of fire! Die!" I challenge like an insane man with popping sounds on my palm.
My mind might have lost some of its screws. I know I look like an idiot sucker at this state but who could blame me? I'm surprise that I'm still alive, though. I am about to cuss more when I hear a click behind me, causing me to freeze on my spot. Hearing the door open, at the same time I slowly turn my head back, my eyes meet green ones who is just peeking from the slight crack on his door in curiosity.
That murderer.
My throat become dry and I couldn't move an inch. Cold sweat rolls down from my temple. I almost forget that this person is just next door.
"Umm, hi?" he nervously says. "You were kinda noisy out here so... I thought maybe something was up."
Is he out of his mind? Why is he as if acting that he didn't killed someone last night? Is it nothing to him? I know what I saw and I'm sure of it. I can't be mistaken of what I had witnessed that moment.
I turn to him. "Hah? You talking shi---
" my words abruptly stop when my stomach growls loudly.
My cheeks suddenly feel it's burning from embarrassment. Fuck. Of all times it had to make noise! Why now?
I glare at him for no reason and I see a huge bright smile on his face.
"I made a lot of curry... so, it wouldn't be that much of a problem if I share some with you."
I click my tongue and about to enter back in my apartment. 'Ignore him, Katsuki. You'd rather suffer hunger than to eat something from a dangerous person like him.' But before I even touch the knob of my place, my arm gets pulled away and I am suddenly inside of this person's apartment without me having to create my reaction to what he just did.
"Come on, don't be shy! It's been awhile since I've had someone in here." he says and left me in by the entrance hall of his apartment.
'Well, because you're a damn killer!' I thought to myself but didn't say it out loud. I didn't want to get in trouble. This guy may be an adorable fucking innocent cute little shit but he can kill without any hesitation.
My stomach growls once again as the smell of food being cook lingers into my nose. I see that cute grin again. He scoops a portion of curry in a bowl and a rice on a different bowl happily. He urges me to go further inside and leading me on the small table near beside his bed.
The bed where I saw him touching himself.
I avert my eyes from it and sit on the cushion he provides me to sit on as he places the bowls on the table. I awkwardly bow at him in gratitude. I await for a moment as he gets his own food. I take that moment to roam my eyes around his room. The wall where I recall was splattered with blood is clean and spotless. The bed didn't look like it had any evident blood stains either. Everything looks normal in here.
Now I'm having doubts of what I just saw. I know I wasn't imagining at that time...
The guy comes back and sits in front of me as he set his food on the table. We both say our thanks for the food after.
Reluctantly, I eat a small portion - still doubting if this has poison or not -
 and the moment it touches my tongue I couldn't resist and let out moan as a sign that it tasted good. Fuck. I could almost cry right now. Eating a real decent food after such a long time! This is the best so far!
Forget about him being a killer. His cooking's the best!
I didn't hesitate and finish quickly my bowl of rice like a damn pig as I grumble in between my munching that this is so good.
"You like it?" The guy in front of me muses and I give a small leer, handing my bowl to him to have seconds.
He smiles and took it to put more rice in it. He gives it back to me and I resume eating again.
"It's actually my second time making curry." I hear him giggling. "The first time I did it, I accidentally left it for hours and it tasted shit. So, I threw it in the end. Glad that it went well now."
"It taste like heaven, fuck!" I tell him, pointing my chopsticks at him and pink shades begin to appear on his cheeks.
"Oh, please." He huffs and starts eating with me.
I freeze before taking another bite. I look up to him and he notice this so we make eye contact.
"What's your name?" I straightly ask him and his eyes widens and he accidentally cough.
He hurriedly cover his mouth and scrambles back at his mini kitchen. He then comes back drinking water from a cup. The moment he finishes drinking, a happy laugh sound from him.
I raise an eye brow. ‘What is his fucking problem? I just asked
for his name! Is that wrong?’
Preparing myself to curse at his face, he speaks first. "I can't believe you're asking it now that you're here, eating with me like a close acquaintance of mine." He states as sits back again.
He forms another smile at me. "You may call me Izuku."
He does like smiling, huh? Like that time, when he was stabbing that drug addict with his cutter. But there's a difference between those two.
Firstly he was smiling sadistically while fucking killing a person and secondly he smiles like this innocently when he's not killing someone.
"Katsuki." I say and finish again my second bowl.
I ask for a third and he gladly gives me another. We both finish eating; I had three rice while he had two. Damn, it's been a while since I feel so full.
"For the first time, my rice cooker became empty." He says as he is looking at the rice cooker just beside him.
I stare at him. His expression says amusement.
"Oi, can I use your bathroom?"
He looks at me and makes a sweet smile.
"Just head straight there and the first door on your left. Our place's just the same but opposite concept. You won't get lost." He instructs and even if I feel like he's mocking me unintentionally I give him a nod and go there.
From the corner of my eye, I must have been seeing things because I thought he just frown and his eyes darkens like he's a whole new person. In instincts, I turn my head a little to look at him before I know it and what I see is a cute, smiling angel welcoming me freely.
I ignore what I thought. ‘I must be imagining things.’ I shrug and enter the bathroom then shut the door behind me with a click, making sure I lock it.
The bathroom has a bathtub on the left side which is closed with a curtain and a sink beside it. I head for the sink and wash my hands clean. I gaze up at the mirror; at least I look I have a life in me now after eating.
I rest my hands on the edges of the sink and bring my head down. I know I should not have trusted that weirdo and just got myself in his place and ate like a hungry retarded pig. Heck, maybe he must have mixed drugs into it to lure and kill me too, and damn I wouldn't even mind.
But who could blame me, again? I'm starving as fuck for days. I couldn't care less if there were actually drug in it-
--
My body tenses. I halt on my thoughts when I smell something... wrong. The scent-
no, the stench almost makes me want to puke all I've ate just now. I wonder where the smell is coming from.
Then my gaze turn to the curtains. My body trembles involuntarily and I nervously gulp a lump. I am wishing the thought in my mind is a big false but before I even duel with it, I swing open the curtains to answer my curiosity.
"H-holy... F-
uck." My voice breaks and I feel my soul leaving my body, something forms inside of me. Probably the food I just consumed a while ago.
There in the bathtub lay a lifeless bloody man full of stabs on his throat, head crooked to his side, fresh blood ooze out of his open wounds. The addicted weirdo that attempted to fuck Izuku. And I just wish I am fucking mistaken because I don't fucking want to be sure that I am seeing his backbone spring out a little in between his...
"Oh. " I jump, all hairs on the skin stood straight.
I whip my head just outside of the bathroom, which I clearly remember locking it behind me. There stand the guy who lives in this apartment staring at me intently.
My throat becomes dry. I sweat drop. No word wants to escape my mouth. Even my feet won't move.
I'm fucked, that's all I know here.
"You saw that?" He ask, blankly.
His green eyes slowly is filled with curiosity while a gentle yet fake smile starting to form on his still cute face. Both of his hands are behind him as if a hidden knife he is preparing to pierce my skin just awaits for the right moment.
I am doubting whether I would answer him or beat the crap out of him.
"Katsuki," I shiver.
The way he calls me by my name sent chills to my spine.
I couldn't move a single limb in my body. I can't twitch my fingers and as if my whole being is frozen.
Why can't I move?
Don't tell me it's this guy's quirk...
"Did you or did you not saw that?" He questions and his tone becomes dangerously sharp but his expression remains the same.
As pathetic as I could be, I have no idea how will I escape this psycho now I feel Death's door is just right in front of me.
So much for a heavenly meal with a cute (killer) neighbor.
***** Jealousy *****
Chapter Summary
     Kacchan gets jealous. Rawr.
[Midoriya Izuku]
It's been months since Kacchan and I have in a relationship.
Even before we entered Yuuei, we are already together. However, I was the one
who decided to hide our status. I was afraid back then that it might affect
Kacchan's reputation when he enters in Yuuei. At that time, he insisted that it
was fine but I kept refusing.
It is not that I am ashamed of our current relationship even though Kacchan is
proud of it. The thing is, let us face it, it is not normal for public's eye
and most people are against with the fact of same gender couples. Truthfully, I
don't really mind it but if Kacchan is aiming to be the Number One hero, then I
have to prevent any kind of hindrance that might occur when people know about
it. I do not want to cause Kacchan too much trouble as I feel like I'm already
troubling him.
We were in bad terms in the past, that is certainly the truth. He hated me and
was annoyed of my very presence when I was seen part of his vision. He called
me names of insult yet there's a name that I treasure the most. It was 'Deku'.
He was the root of it. Kacchan may have used that name to insult me because I
was quirkless at that time - and I didn't even argue because it is true anyway
- but I love it at the same time.
Kacchan and I have never gone to any dates and we only just hang out in school
secretly. He even sometimes pulls my arm then kisses me all of the sudden when
he gets the opportunity that no one's watching us. I love his ways of showing
affection. It is always unexpected and unbelievable, some of his ways I love
about him. There was also that time when I forgot my money back at my home and
Kacchan noticed it and bought me food when no one was looking.
In all my life, I never had any relationship with any girls as I am too
pathetic to even get noticed. In fact, no girl had really taken my interest
from the very beginning. Kacchan is my first.
"Deku-kun," I am currently fixing my notes on my table when Uraraka-san calls
me out.
"Yeah?" I look up at her.
"Hurry up and let's eat at the cafeteria." She urges, just outside of the door
with Iida behind her.
"Yeah, coming!" I stand up, leaving my things to be fixed later and head to the
cafeteria along with them.
A small frown forms on my face. Kacchan already went ahead with Kirishima-kun
and Kaminari-kun at the cafeteria. Somewhere inside me is still surprised that
the both of them are with Kacchan even though Kacchan always distance himself
away from them as he wanted to be alone. But since they are stubborn Kacchan
got tired of 'shooing' them away and lets them tag along.
We head there while conversing with random topics that pops up whatever in
Uraraka-san's mind. I frequently respond to some of her questions while Iida-
kun and she mostly do the talking. I am just silent in their middle and I feel
my ears perk up when I hear Kacchan's name being spoken.
"Huh?"
"I said, a girl from the other class took a liking on Bakugo-kun and asked me
if he's seeing any one right now or what." Uraraka-san says to me and I give
her a small unsure smile.
"I don't really know. Who knows. Never seen Kacchan with anyone." I shrug.
Yes, even in Yuuei, Kacchan and I aren't known to be together. All they know is
that he gets pissed off when I do something that irritates him, also part of
his way to converse with me. And that makes them think that we are in bad terms
for being childhood friends.
"But you are his childhood friend, Deku-kun. Don't you know any girl who is or
was close to him?" Iida-kun questions.
"Not really. I don't really observe Kacchan's surroundings." What I said was
the total opposite of it.
We finally enter the cafeteria then the three of us head to line up to get our
food. I only buy a stuffed burger because I'm not in the mood in eating with
rice. Though, I'd like to eat katsudon but maybe next time. After getting our
food, we go to our usual spot with someone already waiting for our arrival. I
sit beside Uraraka-san and while in front of us are Iida-kun and Todoroki-kun,
who usually sit on our table whenever he likes.
We say our gratitude for the food and begin eating. As I am eating, I keep
looking at him - at Todoroki-kun to be specific. He always has this amazed
expression whenever he eats. It really makes me curious why he's doing that.
It's like it's his first time eating a food of the outside world. But I notice
I am the only one who sees that kind of face when neither Uraraka-san nor Iida-
kun are reacting to it. Or maybe they notice but decide to ignore...
My thoughts are stopped when Todoroki-kun's mismatched eyes suddenly gaze at
me.
"What are you looking at, Midoriya?" He questions flatly. "Is something on my
face?"
"Uh, well..." I stutter, averting my eyes every where just not on his
mismatched ones that are intently looking at me. "It's just... you always have
this happy face whenever you eat here... t-that's all."
I begin to fidget. That is embarassing. Getting caught staring at someone who
is eating...
"Oh. You see, I have never eaten outside food made by other people other than
the maids in our house." Todoroki-kun says. "I was not allowed to eat outside
food when I was a kid. I never knew what other foods taste like made by other
people. So I was... you could say intrigued that this taste new and good."
"Rich kid." I hear Uraraka-san click her tongue and mutter on my side.
I glance on her and she has this serious face while grumbling on eating her
food. I just let out a small chuckle as I could really relate to her situation.
But I'm not bitter or anything. And I know she did not mean it the bad way.
I look down on my food, which is a simple stuffed burger.
"Todoroki-kun," I show him it; "want to taste this? That is if you haven't
tasted this yet..."
"I can?" he looks at me in surprise while a hint of curiosity glitters in his
eyes.
I give him a nod and as he is just about to reach it out to have a bite, a hand
out of the blue snatches the burger off from my grasp almost instantly. My eyes
widens and I whip my head up where the owner of the hand is. My eyes glance up,
meeting those familiar crimson eyes that are glaring at me daggers.
I frown at him. "Ka-kacchan, that's my--" my words are ignored as Kacchan turns
his heels around and walks away eating it without a care.
I stare at his leaving figure in disbelief while narrowing my eyes at him. I
don't know why Kacchan did that but it is honestly rude. I'll confront him
later and ask him what is his problem. It's very unlike him to glare at me that
way.
Uraraka-san and Iida-kun look at me in with dumbfound and wonder what just
happened when I return my attention to them. I give them a shrug to just ignore
it. Well, there goes my lunch. I flinch, Iida-kun and Uraraka-san too, when we
hear a chair clattering. I bring my attention to Todoroki-kun who is standing
up with a clear pissed expression. I panic when his right hand, that placed on
top of the table, is starting to form some frost.
"Todoroki-kun, it's fine. Really!" I try to assure him. "Besides, it's
Kacchan's favorite(not). He used to do that back in middle school. It's not a
big deal." I reason out some lies. Anything just to stop him from unconsciously
frosting the table.
"That still is considered rude. He's going too far if he's been doing this for
a long time, Midoriya." he retorts.
I shake my hands dismissively. I don't want them to get the wrong idea. "It's
okay. I can handle him." I reason once again but this time it's stronger.
Todoroki-kun looks dissatisfied with what I said but he gives in and sits back
down with a frown as he defrosts the ice he made on the table with his left
side. I just sit there waiting for them to finish their lunch instead.
When lunch time ended, Kacchan didn't even spare me even a single glance during
the class or whenever we cross paths in the hallways. This makes me worry.
Usually, even if we don't say a word to each other, we'd still make eye contact
somehow. One is enough. But the fact that he really did not look at me or even
throw some insults... this is not Kacchan, at all. Something is definitely
wrong. The school hours finally ends and I have decided to talk with him. He'd
better say what's wrong or the lunch I should have consumed will be gone to
waste. Not that I'm complaining. I just don't want any conflict between us
without me knowing the reasons behind it.
As always, Kacchan's walking ahead and I am just a few distance away from him.
When I am sure that we're a little far now from the school, I slowly start to
close our distance. Bit by bit. Kacchan must have sense what I'm doing and
speeds up his pace. I close our distance again, trying to match his pace, but
he starts running away and I feel a vein pop in my temple.
He is clearly avoiding me. What is his problem?!
"Kacchan!! Wait for me!" I cry out as I run at full speed just to catch up to
him.
We are not going to play tag here. We pass my house but I didn't mind about
that now. Kacchan is honestly getting in my nerves. But I have to confront him
first before I get angry at him.
"I. Said. Wait. For. Me. Damn. It!" I grab his arm the moment I'm near him and
immediately the both of us come to a halt. And we exactly stop just in front of
Kacchan's house. His back is still facing my view and I think he has no
intention of turning around. So, I speak up first.
"Kacchan, you better say what's wrong right now or nothing will be solved." I
say and Kacchan pulls his arm back with force.
He turns his heels then faces me fully with a sharp glare on his eyes. He
inches closer while a smirk forming on his lips.
"Say, Deku..." he says then pushes me on the wall of his house.
He looks down at me while one of his hands on the wall just beside my head. I
try to stare at his eyes back but I'm having trouble to do so. Nervousness
begin to rise up in me. I feel like this is my fault but at the same time it's
not. I am just very worried of Kacchan and in fact this is his first time doing
this running-away-without-a-word.
He holds up his other hand and use it to lift my chin to face up properly.
"What's between you and that half and half bastard, shitface?"
My eyes widens in surprise as I am taken a back of what he just said. Kacchan's
expression is so serious that I could laugh because of it. Honestly, there is
nothing between Todoroki-kun and I but with Kacchan's serious mode on, I know
laughing it out would not be a good idea.
"There's nothing between us, Kacchan. Relax." I try calming him down but he
just lets out a mocking chuckle.
What's up with hi--
"Really? So, you are now lying to me, Deku? Cheater."
Hearing that word cause something to snap inside my head. I stare at him with
wide eyes and in incredulity.
"What." my voice comes out challenging and a bit angry.
I feel my blood boil somehow. But most of all, I feel my heart crack. He is
kidding me, right? He can't be thinking that way--
"You heard me, fucking cheater." this time, he emphasize the word.
The second he repeated that word snapped my last string. I glare at Kacchan
with gritting teeth as I ball my fist and deliver a punch on his gut as hard as
I can without using One for All. He grunts from the impact then staggers away a
little to hold on to his stomach. He coughs from the punch and looks up to me
with an expression of betrayed and a mixture of hurt.
"Fucker, I knew it!" He shouts in anger.
"You are cheating on me! You fucking nerd!" he bursts, teeth clenching. "Just
because no one knows about our relationship doesn't mean you could flirt with
other man as if I am not around! This is fucking why I don't like our
relationship to be fucking secret! You are not even considering how I feel,
Deku." He averts his gaze down, chewing his lower lips aggressively.
I only stand there looking at him in pure shock. The anger in my chest
immediately disappear and it is replaced with a pang of guilt. I am so
speechless that I couldn't utter a single word. I want to let him know that
he's misunderstanding things but I am having a cold feet. This is hurting me...
I know Kacchan wouldn't just burst out if it's a simple problem he could solve.
Why did it had to come to this point?
"So tell me," his voice sound pained. "How long have you been deceiving me? Am
I no good than that bullshit?! What, is he better and stronger than me?! Is he
more worthy than m--!"
I can't take it any longer. Hearing Kacchan's words while sounding so hurt also
pained me so I forced myself and quickly get a hold both sides of his cheeks
then place my lips onto his to shut him up. I know Kacchan is surprised when I
can feel him not moving a single muscle. But I remain my lips on his. I
gradually move a little before slowly breaking our kiss. I glare intently at
him, failing miserably when my eyes begins to sting.
"Bakugo Katsuki, if I said that there is nothing between him and me it means
there is nothing. And that's that! Please... have some faith in me, Kacchan..."
My voice then breaks and my eyes completely sting. Tears form on both corners
of my eyes and they roll down my cheeks like waterfalls. Before I warp my arms
around his neck and pull him into a tight embrace, I see Kacchan makes a
startled look. Right now, I have no plans of letting him go. Due to his sudden
jealousy, I don't know if Kacchan could still hear my words. I only love him
and no one else.
Why can't he see that? Why can't he be faithful to me like I do to him? And he
even called me a cheater! I would never do that! Is Kacchan thinking that way
all this time? No...
"Deku..." Kacchan says.
"Not a word from you, Kacchan! I don't want to hear that we're done just
because of what you thought all this time! I only love you and you only! Not
even once I've thought of cheating on you! Why can't you understand that?!" I
blurt and sob on his shoulders.
I am clinging on his uniform like my life depended on it. The idea of letting
Kacchan go now and see him leave me, I might break if that happens...
"Deku..."
"No!" I retort stubbornly and I feel Kacchan's arms warping on my waist.
"Izuku..." this time, his voice becomes soft and it sound really new and odd to
me.
It is been awhile since Kacchan have called me by my name. And it sounded very
heart warming.
"Lift your head." he says.
I carefully obey and gaze up to his red eyes. Kacchan slowly leans his face
down and press his lips on mine. The kiss is so sweet that I feel like I might
melt right on the spot. It is so tender and full of passion. I couldn't resist
smiling as we kiss.
We break it after some moments and the smile on my face does not waver. Kacchan
looks at me apologetically and kisses me again. This time the kiss is a needy
one.
The expressions that Kacchan rarely make will only be seen by me.
We break it once again. Kacchan embraces me back tightly and I gladly return
it. I feel him leaning his face on the crook of my neck.
"Sorry... for doubting you... Deku." he whispers in husk that send shivers
throughout my body.
I sigh, "It's scary when you get that jealous. I was really afraid that you
might not hear my words anymore..."
"No need to worry. I heard it loud and clear..." I flinch when Kacchan begin
nibbling my neck. I accidentally let out a groan as I cling on his clothes.
"N-no, Kacchan. Not here. We're outside..." I breath out a complain and Kacchan
looks at me with a cheeky smirk.
"Then, let's continue this in my room."
My face immediately flush with red hue as Kacchan pulls me inside of his house.
Good thing the problem has been fixed now...
 
***** Frustration *****
Chapter Summary
     Katsuki is sexually frustrated and he's having troubles distancing
     himself from the source, Izuku.
[Bakugo Katsuki]
Fuck.
Fucking damn shit.
Why can't I remove that damn fuck nerd out of my head? He's making me mad to
the point that I want to kill him. I want him out of my sight. I want him away
from me.
I want to... fuck him senselessly.
At first, I thought if I have gone mad when I, out of nowhere, imagined Deku
underneath me while moaning as I thrust roughly into him. It was disgusting yet
my mind kept imagining scenarios of doing it with him. It began on our last
month in middle school. I'm not gay shit to begin with and I just like taking
my frustration out on that Quirkless shitty weakling. But everything changed
when we both entered at the same high school, Yuuei.
I didn't know that he was hiding a quirk - flashy at that - from me. I felt
that he was mocking me, underestimating me that he's far stronger than I am.
Tch, think he could surpass me, huh? After seeing his quirk for the first time,
I began to get more violent at him. I hate him. I despise him. Yet, I want him.
However, I began to put distance on us. I realize that my mind has been full of
him and I thought it was dangerous for him to be near me. Fuck, he's just
behind me during classes! Curse sitting arrangements! I could not get myself to
understand what has happened to me. This has never occurred and it really is
bothersome. Some of our classmates in Yuuei noticed that I have minimized my
insults towards him but I just let them be.
I even heard some of them were glad that for once I get to shut my trap up.
That I won't let pass so I blasted their faces then.
Days had passed and I thought that the distancing method would work but it just
worsen. My imagination goes more wilder that it sometimes cause me to have an
erection, accidentally in some public areas. It pisses me off. Why do I want
Deku of all people? Why I get the feeling that I want to fuck him? Why am I
thinking like this!
My mom noticed my changes and have talked to dad - coincidentally heard them
talking at the living room - that I'm somewhat depressed. I don't get them
either but I decided to ignore them. I don't think the term 'depressed' is the
right word to use. I think it's called frustration. Since this issue have began
since middle school, and had worsen in high school, I discovered a way to
relief myself.
A groan escapes my throat but the sounds are muffled. I'm biting my pillow to
contain them as I stroke myself in my room. Scenes of Deku crying for more on
my bed, thrusting my manhood inside of his hot entrance roughly, placing
hickeys all over his sweaty flesh, clinging to me for dear life. I furiously
stroke my hardness and throw my head back when I sense I am getting near.
My eyes are shut close and my breathing becomes rag. The image of Deku coming
while screaming in pleasure and some splattering on his erotic face cause me to
reach my own climax. I breathe heavily and look down on my hand. My hand coated
with my own semen... of frustration. I've done it again, huh...
I rest my head on the wall beside my bed as I am catching my breath. I grit my
teeth weakly.
"I want to fuck him..." I mutter softly.
-------
It's an another day in Yuuei.
It is currently afternoon and I am going to head at the rooftop. Heading there
is prohibited yet I still sneak my way there to have some peace. I know it's
not like me to do such shit but with a messed up thoughts, I know I have to
have my alone time.
I go out of the classroom and am about to head there when someone, the person
who I desperately wanted to be away from me, calls me out. I halt for a moment
and decide to just act that I did not hear him. I continue my walk and I hear
him calling out again, this time a louder one. I start to change my pace and
run for it, still on act that I didn't heard him - face it, Katsuki, it's not
acting at all. He calls out again and he sound very near this time. Until I
freeze on my tracks when he grabs my wrist to stop me.
"Let go of me, fucker!" I growl and instinctively pull my hand back on my side.
He looks at me  in surprise but I just ignore it as he hesitantly takes back
his hand to him. He holds out a paper to me with his shaking hands.
"A-aizawa-sensei was asking me to give this to you, Ka-kacchan." his voice
stutters, sounding nervous.
Don't call me like that.
"So here..."
Get away from me.
"Kacchan...?"
Don't look at me that way...
"Are you alri--!"
As I was resisting, I snatch his wrist and slam him on the wall. I pin him with
his wrist just above his head and my leg in between his. I near my face on his
scared one and smack the wall on the side of his face. He wince when he gets
hit with my explosion a little bit.
I bare my teeth in grimace. I know this would happened if he gets near me. I
know I might - did - lose control.
I know I made him afraid. By the sight of his being caged by me, his eyes shows
how shock and scared he is, his cute freckled cheeks, and his moistened
shivering pink lips - that I badly want to kiss.
I know I should stop right now before I go too far and at the same time lose my
sanity completely. Using my last droplet of self-control, I immediately let go
of him with hesitation and take a back step away from him. I snatch the paper
off from his grasp and walk away without making an eye contact after muttering;
"Don't get near me again, Deku."
The day ends with no other disturbance. Aside what had happened earlier. I
quickly head straight home the moment we are allowed to leave. Today is even
more frustrating. I feel that my frustration's even gotten worse. The moment I
get very close to that fuckface, the more I feel the urge to violate him. I
know I am now dangerous so I at least have to distance myself on my own. But
that shitty nerd makes everything more impossible!
I open the door of our house and slam it close.
"I'm home." I inform as usual.
"Welcome back, Katsuki!" my mom replies from the kitchen.
I go straight to my room and immediately lock it. I got an erection while I was
heading home so I hurried myself to do this in here instead. Like hell I could
jerk myself in public.
I throw my bag on floor and hop on my bed. Quickly zipping my pants open, I
remove the fabric that's been the cause of the tightness on it. My manhood
springs up proudly yet I'm in shame. I bite my lower lip and leisurely stroke
it first. Images begin flowing into my thoughts. It is always him. Always Deku.
Deku, who is laying on my bed, clenching on the bed sheets as I slowly
penetrate him. My manhood twitch on my grasp, I continue imagining.
My stroking becomes faster and my frustration is begining to be obvious in my
movements. Sweats start rolling down on my temples to my jaw. I let a groan
when I can feel myself nearing my limit. Finally, the image of Deku screaming
my name as he climax. I imagine myself filling him in when in reality I came on
my own hand.
I huff for air and slump my back on the wall. The room felt so fucking hot that
I flinch uncomfortablely. I glance under me and grunt angrily. I'm still
fucking damn hard! Curse this! I hate this! Damn Deku! Damn hi--!
A soft knock is heard from my door and my thoughts are cut. I await for a
moment for someone to speak but no one did. I think maybe it was mom but; "K-
kacchan?"
I feel myself getting pale and my manhood twitches. My eyes are open wide from
surprise and I literally hit my forehead on the wall.
'Okay, Katsuki. Calm down. Calm the fuck down. Calm your nerves and chill.
You're too frustrated that you're even hallucinating that fuckmunch outside of
your room as if allowing himself to get rap--'
"Kacchan! A-are you alright? I heard a bang there just now..."
"Didn't I told you notto get fucking near me, shitface! Why the hell are you
here anyway?" I roar and punch the wall with my fist.
I hear him let out a yelp on the other side before he speaks; "S-sorry. I
followed you on your way here..." I grit my teeth.
Shut up.
"It's just... I want to know what's bothering you since you've changed weirdly
recently..."
Because of you!
"So, I came here to talk to you and your mom had let me in. She told me that
she'll be going for a shopping for dinner."
Why did she let him in?!
"If it's about me... I'm sorry. I'm just worried..."
Worried your shit! It's obviously about you, dumbass!
"Go away, Deku. I'm fucking fine on my own!" I lie through my teeth and groan
lightly when my manhood twitches again, as if in anticipation.
As much as I want to relief myself, I can't. This is getting more painful the
more seconds passed. Fuck, why can't he just...
"No, Kacchan!" He raises his voice and it sounded determined somehow. I am
taken aback.
"I'm not leaving until I don't hear your side! I want to help you, Kacchan! At
least for once! Let me help you! Your parents were also worried about you but
I'm more worried than them!" he retorts in desperation.
I am dumbfounded from his words. But... He really is an idiot. A fucking stupid
idiot. He has no idea that he's digging his own grave in here. He has no clue
that I'm dangerous. He doesn't realize that the moment he steps inside of this
room, I might not control myself anymore and violate him entirely.
And if I did, he might distance himself on his own because of that! Now that I
think about it, maybe that's a great idea. I want him away from me so I won't
get to experience this miserable feeling. If I fuck him right now, maybe
everything would be over... Yeah.
I feel a grin creeping onto my face. I boldly stand up, not caring if I'm half
naked, and head for the door. I stop just in front of it before I speak; "You
want to help me, Deku?"
My voice sounded as if I was some maniac. I almost let out a laugh when I
realize that my tone obviously has motives. Now, it's up to him whether to
naïvely accepts or smartly rejects.
"Yes." his voice is determined yet I notice a hint of hesitation.
I place my palm onto the door making a sound of thump. I bite my lower lip
having my own hesitation. I still do have my self-control but with him just on
the other side of this door is enough to make me insane.
"I'm giving you a fucking chance, Deku. The door's not locked by the way. If
you want to help me, you have two choices; enter this room and I'll fuck you
hard or just ignore this and act as if this never happened. Either way, I'm
still going to catch you while you're still here."
After saying that, I hear nothing but silence. I am awaiting for his response
or his foot steps to escape but nothing, mute. I know it was blunt of me to say
such ridiculous crap. I know he's surprised. Like who on their right mind would
agree and let themselves get fucked by a frustrated teenager?
I jolt when the door knob twists dangerously.
A smirk forms on my lips. Oh, I forgot. This fucktard is not in his right mind,
by the way.
The door slowly opens but I pull it to open wide and Deku let out a soft squeak
from what I did, almost stumbling on his own feet. I didn't let him process
what's going on as I grab his wrist and throw him on my bed harshly.
I don't care if he's hurt or what. Now that he himself chose this decision then
all I have to do is finally enjoy this.
"K-kaccha--" his voice is cut when I lock the door with a click.
Now, I couldn't help but to let out a low laugh. My laugh sounds villainous and
it really amuse me for some reason. I slowly approach Deku and he tries inching
away. His back meets the wall beside my bed and I crawl onto my bed to pin him
on it.
"Deku..." I husk before I greedily kiss him.
'Damn, his lips are damn soft. It's so addicting.'
I feel his body tensing and is not moving an inch on my kiss. I think of
teasing him by pinching one of his buds, playing with it slowly through his
uniform. His body reacts on my touch but remains his lips shut close. I get
pissed so I trail my hand down. I decide to give his manhood a little squeeze.
He makes more reaction on it and slightly opens his mouth to moan.
I take this chance to slid my tongue in and cup his cheek. I explore his mouth,
amazed that now he's a living flesh right in front of me. That now he's a
reality form from my imagination. His tongue attempting of fighting back but it
is obvious that I would win. I dominate him completely and after some moments
of kissing, I break it leaving a string of our mixed spit on our lower lip.
Deku is huffing for air with his eyes half lidded. He's so damn fucking
adorable! I pull him down so he's now laying on the bed. I rip his uniform open
and begin placing bite marks on his skin. He makes muffled noises under me and
I just listen to him as I continue my work. When I arrive down on his chest, I
play one of his nipples with my mouth while the other with my fingers.
"Ka-kacchan..." Deku moan.
His chest slightly arches up as if saying for more. I pull up his nipple with
my fingers and bite the other to tease him. Deku's breath becomes labored at
that. When I am done on his chest area, I move down further. I remove his belt
and swiftly pull down his pants along with his boxers. Deku gasps and
instinctively covers his exposed lower area.
"Let me fuck you, Deku." I growl.
I remove his hands off and spread his legs wide open. Finally he's fully
exposed, just the way I like it. Heh, he even acts that he doesn't like what
I'm doing to him but look at him. Fucking hard underneath me.
I use my semen coated hand to start and finger his hole. With just one finger
entering smoothly, Deku begin squirming.
"K-kacchan, it feels weird. What are you doing?"
"Preparing you. While I still have a tiny dust of my self-control, with you
fucking bleeding, that would be shit." I breath then insert next a second
finger.
Deku's body flinch and his moans volume up a little. I make scissoring motion
with my fingers and after some moments of thrusting it in and out, I put in my
third finger. I did few thrusts with it and feel Deku tightens around my
knuckles. I was about to complain and scold him to relax a little bit but when
I gaze up to him, his eyes are teary and looking at his side.
I bite my lower lip. Fuck. My raging manhood's complaining loudly down here but
if Deku's crying because this is out of his will then this hurts more than my
angry erection. My eyes widens for a second there. What am I thinking? I'm...
concerned about this shitface? Why...?
I stop moving my fingers in him as I lean down to near his face. I use my other
hand and gently turned Deku's head to face me. Our gazes meet and I kiss his
tears away. I kiss his forehead, kiss the tip of his nose, kiss his freckled
cheeks, then finally kiss his trembling lips. Upon kissing him, I sense him
loosening his tightness around my fingers. I slowly break our kiss again and
stare at his green watery eyes.
"I think I love you, fuckface." I mutter and his eyes shows astound.
Even I was astound from the words that came out of my mouth. I couldn't
continue my train of thoughts when I see Deku's cheeks- no, faceturning beet
red. As if the heat on his face made a poof. I even feel my own face heating
up.
"K-kaccha--"
"Shut up and let's continue." I interrupt him and resume my fingers' job.
I give him few thrusts and finally pulling it out. I undress myself, removing
my uniform and pants, throwing it somewhere on the floor.
Positioning myself properly below him as I guide the head of my manhood onto
his entrance. I signal him that I'm about to enter and he just give me a short
nod. He braces himself and slowly but surely I enter him. I grip on his hips,
resisting to enter him fast.
Fuck, I just entered him and it already feel like heaven with my half inside of
him. Deku groans and his hands are clenching the fabric on my bed. He begins to
tear up again and when I finally slip all of me into him, he let out a pained
cry. His inside tightens and his wetness makes me crazy.
"F-fuck... I'm all in, Deku." I breath and cup his cheek to place a feather
kiss on his forehead. "Relax. I'll do all the work." I assure him and he begin
to relax from my touch.
I pull myself back up and pull gently my manhood out of him, leaving the head
still in. I thrust in and then out. Deku's breath becomes ragged and more
labored. When I couldn't take it anymore, I change my pace. I pound with my
hips into him and his moans get louder the rougher I thrust it in him.
As I thrust my manhood into Deku, I couldn't resist as a glad smile forms on my
face. Finally, everything's now a reality. Finally, all the frustration I've
been enduring has been lift off. And finally, Deku's now in front of me.
I thrust even further and Deku's now clinging onto my shoulders. He keeps
moaning just beside my ear and that is enough for me to increase my pace. I
pound harder and faster.
"Ah! Ha-ah! Ka-ah! C-chan!" Deku cries and I let out a groan when his nails
bury onto my skin on my back.
He is scratching it that I think my back's bleeding because of him. But I let
him and continue what I'm doing. But when I feel myself nearing my limit, Deku
warns me that he is also close. I give him few more pounding before Deku comes,
spraying on our chests, while I come inside of him.
The both of us are catching our breaths. I use my hand, that is on Deku's hips,
and move it on his side to maintain my balance. I glance up groogily at him and
feel a hand touch my cheek. My head is pulled down and before I know it Deku is
kissing me.
He breaks it quickly and lands his head back on the pillow under his head. Deku
grins weakly.
"You must be sexually frustrated, huh, Kacchan?"
"Hah?" I exclaim but it came out more of a mutter.
"Well, you're so rough that I thought I might go crazy." He chuckles. "If this
was all you needed, you should have asked."
I feel a vein popped in my temple. I look onto his green eyes and glare.
"Fuck you. I will never ask that bluntly but instead I might have raped you
right off the bat since middle school if I had the chance, fucking retarded
Deku."
His eyes widens. "Since... middle school?"
"Just shut up." I kiss him one last time before we hear mom saying she's home.
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