MHA/BNHA One Shots

3: Bakudeku

AN: Contains smut at end, feel free to read up til the kiss and then skip to the  next chapter.

Izuku POV:

I turn on my phone and check the time. 3:13. Shit. I had spent all night studying and I thought that maybe it was time for a break but apparently it was time to sleep. I didn't feel all that tired though. It was Friday, well, now Saturday and we had a test on Tuesday in Present Mic's class and a test on Wednesday in Aizawa's class. I closed my textbook and notebook, putting them and my pencil back into my school bag. That was enough for tonight. I decided to go out into the kitchen for something to eat as I didnt eat dinner because I was studying and I was a bit hungry. I slowly open my door, closing it behind me while making sure it didnt make any loud noises. I tiptoed all the way to the kitchen, opening the fridge as I got there. "Who the hell- Deku? What the hell are you doing here this late you nerd?" I jumped and turned around to see Kacchan. He was wearing long pajama pants but he had no shirt on. I had to admit, he was pretty fucking hot. "Oh uh I just came to get something to eat," I smile smally, hoping to get some peace. He nodded, "me too." He spoke in, dare I say, a normal tone?! It shocked me. "Well, are you going to get anything or just block my way?" "Oh, right!" I say, taking a step back to let Bakugo look in the fridge as I opened a cabinet. I settled on a cup of mac and cheese. I tore the lid off and filled water up to the line, stirring it before putting in into the microwave. I stood there, leaning against the counter as Bakugo poured himself a glass of some random juice. "Why are you even up this late?" He asked. "I accidentally stayed up studying for Aizawa's test next week. I guess I forgot to eat dinner." I grabbed my arm with my hand, standing there nervously. "Damn it Deku you can't just go skipping meals like that. You havent eaten in like 14 hours. Mac and Cheese isnt going to cut it." Was he... concerned? "Oh no no no I'll be fine," I waved my hands infront of me. He placed his cup on the table and sighed, standing up opening the fridge. What was he doing? He pulled out a few carrots, a box of chicken broth, some leftover chicken from Kaminari's section, a single stalk of celery and a box of linguini from the cabinet as well as a few spices. "Uh, what are you making?" I asked, curiously as he pulled out a cutting board, a pot, and a knife. "I'm making you dinner." Wait, what? "W-wait what? I-uh I dont really- I dont think-" "Shut it nerd. I'm not going to let you leave without eating properly." I nod, pulling my mac and cheese out of the microwave, adding the cheese on it and stirring it. "Am I still allowed to eat this? I dont want to waste it." I picked up the mac and cheese with a fork. "Yeah, whatever, just dont be getting full. I'm making you food." I sat down, quickly eating my hot dinner type I dont even know. Bakugo and I remained in total silence as he boiled a bit of the chicken broth while cutting up the vegetables. He also broke the pasta into thirds and ripped the chicken into small pieces. When I finished my food, I threw the cup away and began to wash my fork. "Deku you- Ugh nevermind, hold on," Bakugo said, laying down the knife. He walked over to me as I out the fork in the dish rack and turned to face him. He stood close. "Hold still," he said, reaching a single hand to my face. I closed my eyes and flinched as he did so. He stopped moving his hand for a moment before wiping my cheek, taking off a bit of the cheese. "Did you think I was going to hit you?" He spoke calm, but he was too close for me to not want to turn away and run. "Y-yeah." He looked down and shook his head before looking back up at me, a bit confused. "Why the hell would I hit you?" He's right. Why would he. Maybe because there's no doubt in my mind that one of these days he is going to try to murder me in my sleep. "I-I-I dont know." I turned my head again and closed my eyes tightly, afraid of the consequences. To my surprise he used a finger to turn my head to face him. "I'm not going to hurt you, Deku." His voice was calm, soft even. His eyes, warming and honest. I nodded. He went back to the vegetables and slid a few slices into the boiling broth. I walked over, placing my hands on the counter and watched what he was doing. Was he making chicken noodle soup? "Kacchan, why are you making me food?" "Tsk. I'm not going to let you go to bed without eating," he responded, not looking up from stirring the pot. "I know, but I already ate the mac and cheese, why are you making more?" He turned to me, "because I fucking feel like it." I flinched at his harsh choice of words. "I- I'm sorry I didnt mean for it to sound like that." Did- did he just apologize? To me!? "I dont like knowing that you havent eaten much. Just, let me take care of you for now, okay?" I nodded and went to go walk to the table, but a hand grabbed my wrist. "Stay." I turned to see him, not looking up from the pot while adding the noodles and chicken. "Okay," I ended up whispering, returning to how I was. He kept his hand on mine, making sure I didn't walk off. I started to get a little tired and yawned. "You tired?" I nodded. He pulled my head and laid it onto his shoulder. "Kacchan what are you-" "shh. Just relax. You can lean on me if you want." I kept my head there. I was a bit sleepy and Kacchan seemed calm enough to let me do as he said. I feel my eyelids become heavy as I watch the noodles boil as well and I slowly start to drift off. My legs gave out a bit. "Woah there," Bakugo says, standing me back up. "Sorry, I must have been a bit too comfortable." His cheeks are brushed with a light pink and I realize what I said and anxiety wakes me. "I mean uh- I-" he laughs a bit. "Yeah yeah, whatever." He pours the soup equally into two bowls and grabs two spoons. "Come," he says, walking out to the living area. He places the bowls on the coffee table and sits on the floor, leaning his back against the couch. I sit next to him, taking a spoon and stirring my soup. "Thank you." He hums in response. We sit there quietly for a few minutes and eat the soup. It was really good. "So, Deku," Bakugo said, breaking the silence, "how are things with you and round face?" I tilt my head slightly, "you mean Uraraka? They are good I guess." I take a spoonful of the soup. "So, are you two a thing?" I choke on my broth and noodles, trying not to spit it out. I quickly swallow them down and turn to him, coughing a bit. "What? Me and Ochaco? We arent a thing." "I thought you two liked each other," he said, shoving another spoonful in his mouth. "Well uh we sorta did, but we stopped liking each other a little over a month ago. She's just my bestfriend, I swear. Besides, she kinda has a thing for Asui now. Dont tell her I told you," I said, smiling and putting a finger to my lips
"I wont. It's just, I'm surprised. You two are just always hanging around together." "As I said, she's my bestfriend. That's all." He nodded and we were quiet for a moment. "I heard you and four eyes talking the other day. You said you thought someone in the class was attractive and that you thought you liked someone." My face turned red. "Y-yeah." "Who was it?" I froze. "Deku? Who was it? Was it a girl?" I stayed quiet, looking down at my crossed legs. His voice quieted a bit. "Was it a boy?" I covered my face with my hands, blushing immensely as Bakugo's eyes widened. "Deku, are you bi?" I pulled my knees to my chest, resting my chin ontop of them. "Yeah." The only people I've told before were Uraraka, Iida, and Asui. My mom didn't even know yet. It was silent. Oh god, was he going to slap me? Beat me? Murder me? I was scared. I placed my face down onto my knees and wrapped my arms tightly around them. Bakugo placed a hand on my shoulder and I looked up to face him. "Deku, it's okay that you're bi. In fact, i support you. You are allowed to like whoever you want." I smiled, very relieved, "thank you Kacchan." He nodded and turned a little pink, "actually, since you admitted that, I feel kind of obligated to tell you something. Swear not to tell anybody!" He leaned close as he said the last part, looking as if at any moment he would regret saying anything. "I swear." He leaned back against the couch and looked up. "Deku, I'm gay." H-he is what? "You're gay?" "That's what I just fuckin said." I actually surprisingly wasnt surprised. "Oh." "Oh? That's all you have to say?" He turned to me. "Actually, I have a question." He nodded, "go on." "Do you like Kirishima?" His eyes widened, "shitty hair? Fat chance! What made you think that!?" I shrugged, "I guess I always sorta thought you had a soft spot for him." He shook his head, "he's my friend so every once in a while I listen to what he has to say. I have respect for him." I nodded. It made sense. Kirishima was a pretty cool guy. Bakugo's finger twitched on the floor. We had both finished our soup a bit ago. "C-can I just try something without you getting all fuckey?" Did Bakugo just stutter? "I guess?" It came out as more of a question. He looked down and then back at me. His eyes were like fields of strawberries. "Can you close your eyes for a minute?" I search his face for any sort of threat, but found none. In fact, he seemed really calm and dare I say, nervous? I closed my eyes. It was quiet and I could hear our breathing, both slow and in sync. Before I had a chance to think of why he asked me to close my eyes, I got my answer. He was kissing me. My eyes opened and widened for a second before I closed them again. I kissed back, surprising him. The kiss lasted for about 4 or 5 seconds. He pulled away, staying inches from my face. His lips were soft and warm. I wanted them some more. I stared into his eyes for a moment, us both little pink. That was until I made a move. I smashed my lips back on his, him turning a bit redder (but not as red as me) and deepening the kiss. He placed a hand on my face, holding my head. We broke apart only to take a small breath before reconnecting our lips. He bit my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I grant him full control as I let his tounge explore my mouth. There was no fight for dominance, as he clearly would have won. He leaned closer to me and I leaned back a bit until I was on laying on the floor, Bakugo's body pressed against mine. "Kacchan~" I said as we broke for air and he started to kiss my neck.
*Smut starts here*
He seemed to like this as he kissed around. He found a certain spot which made me bite my bottom lip. He looked at me and smirked, "Oh?" He licked the spot and kissed it lightly a few times, smiling as my eyes rolled back. He kissed more roughly on the spot, attaching himself to it. It felt good. After he was satisfied he released himself from my neck, leaving a huge mark. He smiled at me and he picked me up and laid me on the couch next to us, leaning my upper back on the armrest and climbing ontop of me. He kissed from under my earlobe, down my jawline, down my neck and onto my collar bone. He started to lift my shirt up as I helped him take it off. He pressed his lips back on mine. Without breaking the kiss he helped me pull down and off my pants before taking off his own. He broke contact from my lips and started to trail down. From my neck, to my chest, to my stomach and to the line around my boxers. "Are you okay with this?" He asks, looking at me from my boxers. He was so freaking hot. I nod, a blushy mess as he pulls down my boxers, tossing them to the side. He pulls his off as well, revealing his huge member. Holy shit, it was bigger than I thought it was. He held two fingers to my mouth. "Open up." I obeyed and took his fingers in my mouth as he swirled them around for a minute. He finally removed them, a line of saliva connecting from his finger to my mouth. He pressed a light kiss to my lips before he grabbed me by the hips and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He circled his finger around before inserting one slowly. He moved it around and it hurt a bit. "Kacchan-" he placed his free hand on my face and smiles at me. "I know baby, it's going to hurt a bit, but when it stops hurting it'll feel good I promise I wont hurt you too much." He leaned over and kissed me, my legs bending with him. I was surprisingly flexible due to training. He inserted another finger and moved it around once before he began to scissor. "Nnrgfh" I let out in discomfort. "It's okay baby, I got you." He continued to scissor until it no longer hurt, in fact it felt kinds good. When he noticed this, he slid his fingers out, aligning himself. "You ready?" He asked, looking at me with his sweet face. "Y-yes." He slowly began to insert himself. Oh god, he was so freaking big. He continued slow until he had it all the way in and I fixed myself. He began to move back and forth slowly. "F-faster, Kacchan," I said, biting my lip after. He began to pick up speed but it still wasnt enough. "Faster, faster!" I call out, him going faster and faster. He pounded himself in me and each time it felt better than the last. "Kacchan~" I moaned. He smirked at me and with the rest of his might went as fast as he could. I tried to keep the noise down as to not wake anyone but I couldn't help it. I wasnt too loud though. Kacchan even moaned a couple times. I felt him began to shake a little. "I-I think-" he couldn't finish his sentence as he continued pounding. "Please do it," I whispered, loud enough for him to hear in a soft loving tone. A few moments later busted, pulling away to reveal his creamy substance. I followed him shortly after and he leaned over and licked it up, taking my whole dick in his mouth. He only did so for a bit as we were both tired. We both were breathing heavily for a while as he laid ontop of me.
*Smut ends*
"W-we should go to bed," I finally said. He nodded and got off of me, putting his clothes back on and I did so too. After we did he pulled me into a passionate kiss as he wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck. He pulled away. "Goodnight, Deku." He kissed my nose lightly. Who knew he could be so gentle. "Goodnight, Kacchan," I say as we pull away and head to different rooms. I opened my door and quietly closed it behind me, flopping down on my bed from exhaustion. I get up and change into comfortable sleepwear and lay back down, covering myself with the covers. I check my phone one last time before plugging it up, seeing a message from Kacchan.

Kacchan: You're mine btw, and I'm not planning on sharing. But dont go telling everyone quite yet. Let them figure it out themselves.

I turned my phone back off and set it on my desk. I wasn't planning on being anybody else's after what we just did. Was it now official? I guess so. I blush immensely thinking about my new boyfriend. How was I going to explain this to Uraraka? I couldn't exactly tell her, but she would start to ask questions and I wouldn't lie to her. I already couldn't wait to see her face when all the dots were connected. With that, I closed my eyes and rolled to my side, slowly falling asleep.
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I wake up and rub my eyes, turning to get out of bed. I quickly got changed and brushed my hair and teeth before heading out to the common area. "-seriously, people should clean up after thems- oh, good morning Midoriya," I hear Iida greet me as he picks up two bowls from the coffee table. They were mine and Bakugo's. I laugh a little. "What's so funny?" I shake my head, "Oh nothing. Goodmorning Iida." He takes the bowls into the kitchen and I sit on the couch next to Mina, Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, Uraraka,  Asui, Tokoyami, and Todoroki, who were all watching tv. My face turns a bit red as I think of all the things that happened on this couch last night. "You good Midoriya?" Mina questions. I nod and she turns back to the tv. A few minutes later, Bakugo comes out and joins us in the living room, sitting next to me, reciving a few odd looks. Usually he would make us move down and would probably sit in between Kirishima and Kaminari. Nobody really thought much of it. "You look really cute," Kacchan whispered in my ear, causing me to turn a shade of red as a few people looked over at us. Even if they asked, I dont think I'd explain. Bakugo pulled a cover over us, Mina and Kaminari, holding my hand underneath. He truly was the sweetest, and I truly was his, and he didnt like sharing.