Darkside (BkDK)

~~** Taming the green eyed monster. **~~

Out of range of anyone else the tiny female photographer wanted to capture one last image to the secret couple she discovered earlier that day and was trying to convince them to go along with it. Why was she so interested in doing this for the pair? First: they were so stinkin cute! Come on! The juxtaposition of Cinnamon Roll and Fire Cracker was adorable. She just couldn't help herself. Second: If they ever DID make their relationship known, a couples promo to show their bond would work in their favor with the agencies.

"Ok! So let's leave it with just the one gauntlet for now since that worked well earlier. They're a bit big and they make you two being close together harder. Since you're a little taller, you stand behind him and just wrap your right arm around his waist. Yeah like that. Now Deku you smile, you'll be the friendly one and the face everyone gravitates to. Dynamight in your case that thing you call a smile is absolutely terrifying when you know someone is looking so: no smiling. No, no murder scowl either. Just be yourself but more relaxed. Perfect! Ok now hold up your gauntlet arm as if your're gonna set off a blast. Great, this is looking really good you two. Now Deku you put your hand over Dynamight's on your waist and wave with the other in front of the blast. Like you're blocking it. That will make it seem softer. Kind of like a sword and shield dynamic." Three floating cameras flashed several times each and as they did the pink haired woman began to laugh.

Seems a certain blonde was not fond of the situation and was expressing it with a particular finger gesture rather than the faux blast he was asked to show. His partner, knowing him so well, had used his own slightly larger hand to conceal the gesture with a peace sign while holding tight the hand on his abdomen with his other.

"That's actually perfect! Shows how well you know each other and what a great compliment you are to one another. I'll process these and the one I managed to get of your actually NOT nightmare inducing smile separately from all the others and send them privately. Should take me about a week." After an enthusiastic thank you and a grunt the kind photographer left to pack up her equipment while the boys headed to the locker room. Everyone else had already headed out of the training grounds making the pair the last ones.

On arrival in the large tiled room they could hear the three male members of the Baku-Squad along with Tetsutetsu talking but were glad their lockers were in a different section allowing them to avoid any kind of confrontation. That didn't mean the conversation the quartet was having would remain private however. Everything is louder in the bare tiled walls of a locker room.

"I know you guys. I do. I'm sorry I made everyone uncomfortable. It wasn't very manly of me was it?" Rubbing the back of his head, sharp toothed grin firmly in place, Eijiro did his best to reassure his friends he was ok. Or at least he would be, given time.

"Why does his relationship with Midoriya bother you so much Kiri?"

"Yeh man, they're partners. Like you two. I know you got it bad for him and all but that's a totally different thing. Ya know?" The blonde electric quirk user was starting to seriously worry for his friend. He suspected their Boom Boom Boi knew full well that his best friend wanted more from their relationship. He was also pretty damn sure it would never happen.

It was an almost unspoken understanding amongst the class at this point that Bakugo probably had a secret girlfriend, or possibly boyfriend, from another class. It was also collectively assumed that since the typically very loud teen was keeping quiet about it, the chances of it remaining a mystery was almost guaranteed. Unless the youth himself decided to reveal his unnamed beau. Which seemed unlikely.

Overhearing the conversation set off a small spark of jealousy in green irises. Not liking where his own thoughts were going, the gentler half of the 'Wonder Duo' decided a shower was in order to wash away the unpleasant feelings creeping into his mind. Kacchan was HIS and he was not about to give up their relationship to comfort the redhead.

As if knowing exactly what his boyfriend was thinking, the blonde covered the smaller boy's mouth with a now un-gloved hand and held the younger teen still against the lockers. Somehow the swift change in positions and surprise almost-attack made so little noise it went unnoticed by the lingering group of chatting teens.

Leaning in so close his lips brushed the shell of the smaller youth's ear as he spoke, Katsuki addressed his partner's unspoken frustration. "I will fix this. I'll tell Shitty Hair once and for all that he is not the one I want. YOU are the only one that can fit me. It HAS to be YOU, Bunny. YOU are the one that ignites a fire in me every time I see you. YOU are the one that makes me want to be better. YOU. You are the only one I want in my bed~" Trailing off, the ruby-eyed teen removed his palm from the other's mouth before replacing it with his own lips.

It was wrong. Eijiro is his friend and the boy is hurting. He's hurting because he has a crush on the youth currently doing his best to taste every inch of the greenette's mouth. But that didn't make the sensation of kissing Kacchan any less powerful or intoxicating. The flush coloring his freckled cheeks was half excitement from the thrill of making out in a communal space with others so close by. Regardless of their scare earlier with the photographer and their supposed resolve of the last few weeks regarding exactly this, it seemed the pair just couldn't resist the lure of being in the open. The other half of Izuku's newly colored cheeks was a touch of self loathing knowing one of those people on the other side of the room would likely trade anything to be in his position right now.

Pulling away a few moments later with pupils blown wide, they stared into each other's eyes. "Go to the showers. Don't let the extras see you. I'm gonna say something to them and then I'll be there. I NEED you. Right now. BAD." Moving from whispering just above the smaller youth's mouth to nibble his ear for emphasis, Bakugo smirked at the soft whimper that left his boyfriend's tempting lips unheeded before All Might's Successor gathered his uniform and stealthily complied.

Once Bakugo was sure the freckled boy was successfully past the still unaware group, the explosive teen grabbed his own clothes and approached the quartet. They all quickly noticed and only Tetsutetsu remained unabashed as realization dawned on the group. Katsuki heard everything. How did they not know he was in the room?

"We need to talk Hair for Brains. Not now. Come to my room tonight at 8." Not waiting for a reply and not seeing the looks of concern being flashed between himself and the scarlet-eyed youth, the blonde made his way to the stalls. He was pleased to hear the four leaving the locker room all together as he placed his uniform on a dry bench behind a curtain. He had other more enjoyable tasks to tend to right now. The departure of his friends and one unwanted extra ensured that what he was planning to do in order to help himself and his Bunny release their frustrations over the situation, would go smoothly.

The showers in the UA locker rooms were similar to those any good agency would have for their Pros. Since quirks come in every possible permutation the showers were designed to provide not only privacy for the occupant but also protection for anyone outside. The front section was a dry area with an oversized bench and several hooks to keep a dry towel and a change of clothes. When the curtain was drawn closed the stall was occupied. Once the curtain was secured a sensor would release a second door that opened to a wet room. An oversized shower with three heads on the ceiling and walls to accommodate all body types. Most also had a wet bench inside the shower for those who needed extra support for all or part of their forms. The one Deku chose to enter had such a bench.

The greenette sat on the soft wooden surface as hot water beat down on his toned body. Eyes closed and head tilted up, he was almost caught off guard when a pair of knees made themselves at home on either side of his slender hips. Slightly startled, emerald eyes snapped open and instantly locked with ruby red. Feeling two hands appear on either side of his face earned a smile that was all desire. Reaching forward, he brought his own palms up hard thighs until he reached the others hips, loving the feel of the firm muscles under his scarred hands.