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Bakugo Katsuki has never known peace since he joined UA. But since shattering his arm, exploding his way out of hell, and defeating AFO, he has been blissfully high out of his goddamn mind for the last two years. Given that he’s graduating in a couple months, and is still somehow in the Top Five in his class rankings, he’s living a pretty good life. Katsuki was vaguely upset that they were weaning him off of his pain meds because this is the greatest he’s ever felt, but he is finally allowed to start blowing shit up again on a large scale so it really could be a lot worse.
Which he quickly learns is wishful thinking when he opens the door to the common room to see the useless gaggle of losers he reluctantly calls classmates surrounding the TV. There's popcorn on the floor which someone (likely him) will have to vacuum and pizza boxes scattered across the room. None of this necessarily catches Katsuki’s eye until he crosses the room to see Todoroki Shoto’s unfortunate face on the screen with a mic in his face.
Katsuki is not allowed to do live interviews since he—still high out of his mind—told a reporter that he saw Aizawa reading Allmight x Nezu smut after he got a bad grade in a hero training practical. He had been fucking with the press for a long time because they were constantly up his asshole for his behavior, but apparently that was the straw that broke the camels back. Aizawa wouldn’t look at him without sighing for a week. Worth it.
So to his immense displeasure, Half-and-Half took over most of the interviews for him. There he was again with his perfect stupid face responding to reporters' questions all too literally.
“Yo, Bakugou. You gotta come hear this. Todoroki got hit with a quirk or something and he’s been waxing poetic about you for the past hour.” Kaminari shoved more popcorn in his mouth while his eyes were locked on the screen. Deku was right next to him, practically vibrating in his seat as he leaned over to whisper some nonsense into Pink Cheek’s ear.
“Fuck did you just say Sparky?” Katsuki was flabbergasted. So Half-and-half and him hung out a lot. As friends. Was he interested? Yes. The man had put on significant amounts of muscle since their first year and had an impressive growth spurt. His biceps were practically begging to be bitten and his back looked like it was chiseled by a master sculptor. Not to mention that he constantly slung his warm arm around Katsuki’s waist or shoulders when he was cold, bought both their food every time they ate out together, and argued with Katsuki’s haters on twitter with full sincerity. Katsuki was constantly minutes away from begging to suck that man's dick. If it was anyone else he maybe would have assumed there was some romantic interest there. But, given the fact that the stupid fucker couldnt recognize someone flirting with them even if they threw their panties in his face (literally happened on a patrol), Katsuki was pretty sure he had zero chances. He wasn't sure Todoroki liked people in general, let alone guys. People lined up to give him confessions at lunch time and not once had the half-and-half idiot even pretended to be interested in them.
“Hero Shoto, can you elaborate on the comment that Hero Dynamight is the ‘nicest person’ you know?” It was an asinine question, as per usual from the reporter. Clearly building off of whatever bullshit he had been spouting before Katsuki came into the common room. But Todoroki seemed hell-bent on answering it.
“Dynamight really is a nice person. He may yell more than others but he genuinely cares about being a good hero. He has never let his ego get in the way of a mission and has always focused on saving civilians. He is clear-headed and thinks rationally, I can’t wait to work with him again.”
In all honesty, Katsuki was expecting worse. His insecurities get the best of him on a good day and to learn that the guy he has a crush on was spouting shit about him for the past hour was horrific. While he would be the first to say that he has made some incredible character development since his first year. He was still an asshole. Undeniably so, even if he had become friends with Izuku since the war, he still was the loud, cocky, egotistical brat his mother raised him to be.
“Can you say more about your comment that he ‘has the best face, ass, and tits across all industries;”
Katsuki was pretty sure the sweat on his cheeks was sparking from how fucking hot his just face got. On screen Icy-Hot opened his mouth to answer—to the detriment of everyone involved.
“I was asked if I thought he would be able to work as a brand ambassador? Did I misunderstand the question? He’s the prettiest person I know and everyone has seen him in his hero costume so it's clear he has the greatest tits–” From the background emerged a familiar capture weapon. Cutting off whatever bullshit he was going to say as it wrapped tightly around his mouth and body and dragged him to the left of the screen. The camera pans towards their incredibly angry looking homeroom teacher.
“Please disregard any comments made by Hero-in-training Shoto as he is under the influence of a quirk. No further statements. Thank you.” Aizawa had barely growled that out before the entire class burst into laughter. Popcorn erupted into the sky and Katsuki was pretty sure he just saw Raccoon eyes burn a hole into their couch. On screen Aizawa was dragging Todoroki on the ground like a limp noodle as they entered the gates of UA.
Bakugou Katsuki took a look around at the cacophony surrounding him, decided dinner wasn't worth cooking tonight, and walked his ass right back to his dorm room.
It took him approximately 10 minutes before he stopped screaming into his pillow and was brave enough to open Twitter. It took him another hour before he finally processed that he was fucked. Todoroki Shoto had, on live news, told reporters that he was deeply offended by the insinuation that Bakugou could be anything like his father Endeavour, and swore that Katsuki was the nicest person in the world. Followed that statement up with a 15 minute long segment about how Katsuki helped him with his nightmares and cooked him his favorite food when he was sad. Proceeded to talk about how beautiful his eyes were and commented that he wished they could have a baby together just so he could see whose eyes the kid would have. When confronted with the fact that Katsuki would never get pregnant he responded
“I guess I’ll have to try harder then” and blinked at the press like they had just asked him about his favorite color.
They had never even held hands?? Why is Todoroki confessing to wanting to get him pregnant on national television. He is a man. Katsuki can never leave his dorm room. How is he gonna look his teachers in the face again? First-year him would have been blowing shit up right now. What a fall from fucking grace. He can hear his classmates hooting and hollering outside, presumably also on Twitter having a field day with the interview clips. He just saw Deku’s tweet about how his OTP just got real. Fuck.
Of course they had been shipped together before but most of Shoto’s fans had hated him because of the way he acted, saying that he was too shitty for their precious ice prince. Or that his temper would remind Shoto of his dad and that he was traumatizing to be around. Nevermind that their precious baby was easily capable of freezing Katsuki to the floor if he ever tried that shit. Not to mention that he had never used unnecessary force against a civilian, at worst shouting that they needed to stop lollygagging and get a goddamn move on to safer areas. Everyone was always on his ass about not doing rescue missions while they conveniently forgot that his hands EXPLODE. What would he even do on a rescue mission?
Katsuki was interrupted from his panic session by the sound of his window breaking.
Cold air blew into his room as the man of the hour stepped inside. Todoroki fucking Shoto in all his glory was inside of Katsuki’s bedroom. His hair was damp and he was wearing fuzzy cat slippers as he stepped over the broken glass. The curtain fell back into place as he fully entered the room. Katsuki sat up from where he was curled up on his bed and leveled him with the best ‘what the fuck’ stare he could manage.
“Bakugo” Todoroki mumbled. Good god, they weren't even on a first name basis. How was this happening right now? The audacity to mumble after breaking his window and practically confessing to him in public was astounding.
“If it was the quirk making you say dumb shit then I forgive you. You can get out and explain to Aizawa in the morning that you broke my window by accident” Katsuki wasn’t an asshole, he knew that lust quirks happened and that sometimes you say and do odd shit. Hell Four eyes got hit by one last week and it made him bark like a dog for a day. Shit happens. The class had been subjected to a number of embarrassing incidents since the war. He wasn’t dumb enough to believe that the idiot really liked him.
He opened his eyes when he heard a thunk, and found the heterochromatic fucker kneeling next to his bed. Before he could ask what the fuck he was doing, Todoroki opened his mouth.
“Blast me if you don't want this, and if you say stop I’ll stop, no questions asked.”
Without further notice, Katsuki is pushed into his mattress and Todoroki Shoto is kissing him like his life depended on it.
Todoroki’s tongue was half hot and half cold, which Katsuki only noticed because it was licking over the giant hickey the bastard had left on his neck.
“Don’t leave more marks you asshole. We have a class interview and dorm inspection tomorrow.” It was a lost cause and Katsuki knew it as soon as Todoroki whimpered against his neck in response. Like not marking him up was detrimental to his health.
“Todoroki-”
“Please call me Shouto. You have to call me Shouto. Please,” Shouto’s voice cracked as he begged. The hands on his hips gripped him tighter, pulling their bodies closer together. Katsuki was going to have bruises in the morning but he couldn’t find it in him to care.
“Shouto”
The kiss he got in response was clumsy at best, with Shouto’s mouth crashing into his. He tasted like the spearmint toothpaste they had bought together on an away mission to Hokkaido a couple of weekends ago. Only when Katsuki moved his hands to cup his face and pull him closer did he pick up on the wetness on his cheeks.
“What’s wrong?” The words came out quick and panicked. Katsuki had seen Todoroki at some of his worst moments, but he’d only seen the man cry twice in the three years they had known each other. He pulled back to see Shouto’s eyes rimmed with tears, slowly falling down his face. Shouto rested their foreheads together and closed his eyes before he spoke.
“I’ve wanted this for so long. Since the end of the war. I hate when people talk badly about you when they don’t know you. You’re everything to me; I don’t-” This time Katsuki slammed their mouths back together. He had never been great with words but he hoped the matching tears falling down his face would convey the reciprocity of his love. He was sure Shouto could feel the small sparks against his face.
Shouto’s hands released from around his waist only to grab at his shirt and proceeded to rip it off of him, tossing it onto the floor on the side of the bed. In a second the hands were back on him, rubbing over the newly exposed skin. Katsuki quickly removed the other man’s shirt, although Shouto whined at the brief separation. He responded with a loud moan when Shouto dragged his hips closer and ground their hard cocks together.
Katsuki was pretty sure he just saw god. Shouto, however, had no plans on stopping and drew back. Pulling away the bedsheets and shoving them to the side, he swiftly got rid of Katsuki’s sleep shorts. Precum smeared over his abs as Shouto hovered over his dick.
“Get a fucking move on you half-and-half bastard or I’ll—HOLY SHIT” Katsuki shouted as incredibly hot spit dripped onto his cock right before Shouto’s left hand wrapped around him. Katsuki was going to die. The asshole had used his quirk to heat up his mouth and hand. While he was recovering Shouto threw his legs over his shoulders and suddenly there was his tongue licking against his rim. Katsuki’s hands grabbed onto Shouto’s hair as he tried wriggling away but the cold hand at his waist kept him still.
Everything was so hot and wet; Katsuki was pretty sure his soul had left his body. This was heaven’s repayment for dying young. The warm hand on his dick stopped moving briefly. He looked up when he heard a soft click. The fucker had brought lube with him and was applying it over his fingers. Katsuki threw his head back down when a finger prodded at his rim alongside the returning tongue. The sounds they were making were practically inhuman, Katsuki was thanking whoever made the dorms for the forethought to make them soundproof. Shouto moaned against him like he was eating his favorite meal, the reverberations causing Katsuki to buck up into the hand on his dick.
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed but he was sure that if he didn’t get Shouto’s cock in him in the next minute he was gonna blow said man up.
“In me. Now. Please.” Bakugou Katsuki saying please wasn't an everyday occurrence but he was desperate. It worked because the tongue and fingers (three now) withdrew and he heard the lube click open again.
Katsuki opened his eyes to the most beautiful sight he was ever gonna get. Shouto’s hair was messy, the strands mixed up between sides. He was panting as his eyes focussed between their bodies, his pale chest littered with small scars from various battles over the years. Katsuki had never seen the expression on his face. There was lust and hunger, but underneath that there was awe. Unabashed awe and he looked at where their bodies were going to be joined. Katsuki was pretty sure the man didn't blink as he rubbed the head of his cock against his hole, pushing lightly.
“I’ve never done this before.” The words came out of his mouth before he could stop them. Sure, Katsuki had fingered himself before but he had never gotten this far with anyone. He had never even been kissed by someone until tonight. He owned a dildo that he had been too scared to use and instead jacked off once in a blue moon when he occasionally got horny. He knew the other kids in his class had been fooling around but he never felt like it was something he could participate in. To others he was too loud and too angry to be even considered as a good lay. To him he knew he loved too strongly to pretend to want someone other than the man in front of him.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you. I’ll make you feel good I promise.” Immediately making good on his promise and pushing into him slowly. It burned, Katsuki hadn’t had time to process it earlier but the man was big. Of course he had the perfect giant dick to match his perfect body. Katsuki would be more upset if it wasn't about to be his dick forever. Shouto was never leaving him after this, not a single chance this was leaving his life after introducing him to the gates of heaven.
“I’m not leaving you sweetheart. I promise.” Of all the habits he had picked up from Izuku, mumbling was the worst. But it earned him another couple inches sliding into him as Shouto peppered kisses against his neck. Katsuki whined as Shouto’s face left his neck, leaning his body back up to place a warm hand under Katsuki’s thigh and hiking his leg around his waist.
When he bottomed out Katsuki was pretty sure there was never gonna be a better feeling. He changed his mind when he looked at Shouto's face to find him smiling at him like he won the lottery. Shouto looked at Katsuki like he had placed the sun in the sky.
“You don’t need to be delicate with me. I’m strong, I can take it.”
“I love you. Anything you do with me is the greatest gift I could ask for. How could I not treat you kindly?”
Katsuki felt the tears as they ran down his cheeks but couldn’t bring himself to look away from Shouto’s eyes. As more tears fell they were caught by soft kisses planted against his cheeks.
“Move. Please. I need you” Shouto drew back, leaving one final kiss against his lips. Then drew his hips back and slammed into him. They groaned in unison. Shouto started slowly after that, letting Katsuki get used to the new feeling.
Soft grunts turned into louder moans as Shouto thrust faster. He got a brief reprieve when Shouto picked up Katsuki’s legs that had been wrapped around his waist and placed them on his shoulders. The new angle brought more tears to his eyes as Shouto groaned above him. Hot and cold hands gripped him hard by his waist as the thrusting got even faster.
Shouto was losing control of his quirk, and so was Katsuki, who was grabbing onto his bedsheets for dear life. Thank god for quirk resistant blankets or he would have set the dorm on fire. He was decently sure he was going to have mild burns on his waist and back from where Shouto had held him.
The sound of skin hitting skin filled the room, both of their moans were getting swallowed up by the others mouths.
Suddenly he was empty and Katsuki was in the air. Shouto had flipped them so that he was on his back and Katsuki was straddling him. He opened his mouth to whine but it turned into a moan when Shouto sat him right back down on his dick.
Katsuki is nothing if not adaptable, and immediately tried moving himself up and down.
“Having fun my love?” Shouto had the audacity to grin up at him as he said that.
“I’ll show you whose having fun you unreasonable bastard” Katsuki didn’t get the chance before Shouto held him up by his hips and fucked back into him. Katsuki had never been this thankful in his life for all of the strength training they had to endure. It was worth it. Purely for him to be held up like a sex toy for Todoroki Shouto to shove his dick into. He was pretty sure he was a drooling ugly mess but when he looked down Shouto was still grinning at him.
“I’m close love, use your hands and get yourself off. I want you to come first” Let it be known that Shouto was a gentleman.
Katsuki had honestly forgotten about his dick but reached down anyway. He heard Shouto moan beneath him but was entirely focussed on trying to get off as he stroked himself. It wasn't hard with Shouto holding him steady. He felt the splatter against his abs before he registered what happened, then he was in heaven. His vision blacked out, and the only thing he could feel was the heat between his legs and the burning hands on his hips. Shouto groaned loudly as some of Katsuki’s come dripped onto him. Suddenly, large hands circled his waist pressing down on his stomach as Shouto slammed into him for the last time before filling him with a long burst of hot cum.
Strong arms gently tugged him down onto the hard chest beneath him. Katsuki leaned up for a kiss as Shouto’s dick still twitched inside of him.
“You’re going to cuddle me, then change the sheets, then bathe us both. After all of that is done we are going to have a long talk about our relationship and what you want from me”
“Sounds good love.”
“If I can’t walk tomorrow I will genuinely kick your ass.”
“Of course.”
“Was it the quirk that made you do this? If you regret this leave now and we never have to talk about this” Katsuki hid his head as he said that. The words muffled against the space between Shouto’s neck and the pillow.
“Look at me Katsuki.”
Katsuki watched as Shouto raised his hands to grip at the sides of his face.
“The quirk deactivated as soon as I kissed you. I’m sorry I didn’t communicate enough. I love you and I want to be with you in any way you will let me be. Preferably exclusively and as a boyfriend but we can move at whatever pace you like.”
“You learn how to talk like that in therapy?” Katsuki couldn’t help but snark back but he sniffled as he said it. Shouto smiled up at him as he sweetly placed a kiss on his lips.
After removing himself from the bed and disappearing for a few minutes, Shouto came back with a hot towel and wiped him clean. Katsuki hummed at the sensation and closed his eyes until Shouto gently shook him awake for a quick shower. With a quick mental thank you to whoever decided to give them individual bathrooms as third years, he lazily went through his shower routine. Shouto joined him midway through, running his hands over his body. When he got out, he found that his bed already had new sheets on it, with his fluffy AllMight pants laid out on the bed for him to wear.
He lay on the bed, waiting until the other man emerged from the bathroom.
“We have a dorm interview tomorrow, you need to be out of here in the morning.”
“Sure love.” The bed sunk in as the other man crawled under the covers. Katsuki knew he had more to talk about. More things they had to discuss. But when Shouto placed a kiss on his forehead and pulled him against his chest, Katsuki realized it could wait till tomorrow. For the first time, he fell asleep safe and in the arms of someone he loved.