BakuDeku fanfic
Hey Izuku get hit by a quirk and his roommate Katsuki has to help him out
Their relationship will be tested
What more change?
I am not the original author of the story, but I thought I'd let others enjoy it as well
Izuku wasn't sure how things escalated to this point.
Getting caught now would get them both arrested, end their careers, but he did not want to stop.
Ashido and Kaminari had invited him over for pamper session. They'd watch cheesy movies, given themselves pedicures, and drank far too much wine. It had been really nice to talk to them, ask them questions, hear stories about the club and their doms.
They wanted to know all about Izuku's kinks, curious to see if they had common interests or if he'd tried something they hadn't. When he mentioned buying feminine clothing, Ashido had bounced with excitement, Kaminari catching on far faster than Izuku did. Next thing he knew, he was being dressed up like a doll, makeup applied to his face, and being taught to walk in heels.
By the time Kirishima had returned home with Katsuki and Shinso in tow, all a bit buzzed from a night out at the bar, Izuku was drunk enough his filter was gone but not so drunk he couldn't walk in the clunky, strappy black pumps Ashido had said were too big for her anyway.
"Kacchan!" he greeted his boyfriend, pouncing on him for a hug. Katsuki shoved him back by his shoulders so he could look him over properly. Ashido had dressed him in dark thigh highs and heels, a black and green lacy high wasted mini skirt, and a long sleeved black crop top with printed flowers running up the sleeves. His hair had been tamed, parted and coifed for a feminine look, his eyes lined and mascaraed, a dark red lip to finish the look off.
"Well aren't you pretty," Katsuki said, helping Izuku stay balanced as he spun to show him the full outfit.
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A few happy farewells and they headed off into the night to return to their apartment. Katsuki guided Izuku through the train station levels to get to the one they needed. Their first line wasn't typically busy this late at night, and this fact stood true as they waited on the platform with just one tired looking businessman on the other end.
In the empty car, Izuku prattled about his night, his normal filter gone he voiced his thoughts freely, much to Katsuki's amusement—though he'd never admit he found the muttering endearing.
"Y'know how Hitoshi said we should have sex on a train?" Izuku said suddenly, catching the blonde's full attention, "Apparently he's been trying to convince Kaminari to do it forever but they keep chickening out whenever they're actually on a train."
"Why you telling me this?"
Izuku shrugged, "Because we're on a train."
Katsuki doubted Izuku planned for their train to reach their stop at that point, but they'd reached their station and would need to switch lines. "Well not anymore," Katsuki pointed out.
The shorter man snorted, and then took Katsuki's hand so he wouldn't stumble too much in his heels as they went to their next train—the longer, and busier part of their journey.
