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Call Me… Deku

Chapter 13

Midoriya stood outside Todoroki's window with his arms crossed and brows furrowed. He tilted his head to the side slightly, eyeing the slumbering teen curiously. Since they'd started working together, he'd noticed that Shoto had begun to relax more and generally seemed happier than he had been. But, in the week since his 'date' with Shinso, the changes in his behavior were far more rapid and noticeable.

Izuku took a deep breath and sighed heavily before slipping into the teen's room, slinking over to his bed silently. He picked up Shoto's personal phone and smiled at the screensaver; the boy already had a picture of him and Shinso together as his background.

"You said you wanted to talk to me?" Midoriya voiced, startling Todoroki from his previously peaceful sleep as he set the phone down.

After almost falling off of his bed, Shoto stabled himself and flopped back down to his back, rubbing his eyes in exasperation. "Deku I wasn't expecting you… I haven't heard from you all week."

"Mmm, I've been busy little spy; lots to plan for the next coming months." Midoriya hummed with a bored voice, moving to continue examining the newest additions to Shoto's room. He was pleasantly surprised to see the barest hints of personal expression popping up—likely from Shinso's suggestions. "So, what was so important?"

Todoroki begrudgingly pushed himself to a sitting position, dangling his training-sore legs off the bed. "It's about Bakug—"

"If you're going to tell me that he's falling apart at the seams, I'm already aware and don't want to talk about it." Izuku interrupted with a tense edge to his voice.

Shoto winced slightly, having never heard his best friend so stressed before. "Deku I… I don't want to overstep with you, but, you know you can tell me whatever is on your mind without judgment."

Midoriya rubbed his face roughly, running his fingers through his wild hair. "It's alright" he sighed as he walked back over to where Todoroki sat on his bed and dropped himself down heavily, almost deflating from sleep deprivation and anxiety. "I'm sorry I snapped at you... I just miss Kacchan but haven't had time to go see him for the last two weeks."

"But that's not what has you so on edge," Shoto stated slowly, uncertain on how much he should try to push Deku to explain.

Izuku scoffed and fell backward, thudding lightly on Todoroki's comforter. He threw an arm over his eyes and sighed, but couldn't help the proud smile that formed on his lips. "Looks like you're getting better at analyzing people… I won't be able to hide anything from you eventually."

Shoto relaxed then as well and twisted around to lean against his headboard, pulling his legs up to cross them. He sat silently for a few minutes, letting the tenseness in the air dissipate before trying to ask another question he'd been wanting an answer to. "So, you met All Might before the 'falling' incident?"

Miodirya lifted his arm just enough to peak out from under it, examining his spy. "I knew Bakugo figured it out, but I didn't think he'd said anything to you about it."

"He didn't; I saw the signature in your notebook and noticed it was dated on the day you jum—fell," Shoto explained.

Izuku pushed himself up slightly, supporting his weight on his elbows and dropping his head back so that he could stare at the moon through the wide window. "It's okay to say it, Shoto. I wasn't pushed, I didn't fall… I jumped from the roof of my middle school with the intention of dying because after everything that happened I just couldn't take it anymore."

"You explained to me that Bakugo bullied you because you were born quirkless, but, I never realized that All Might hurt you too. Is that ultimately why you decided to switch sides?"

"Part of the reason I suppose. He told me that I couldn't be a hero without a quirk and maybe that's actually true but I mean… even if I'm still quirkless I think I'm a pretty damn good villain, don't you?" Izuku asked, tilting his head so that he could look at Todoroki with a mischievous smile.

"The best," Shoto responded with his own grin.

They both fell silent once again, content with each others company. Eventually, though, Izuku groaned and forced himself back to his feet, stretching his own sore muscles and permanently stiff joints. "You should sleep now, little spy. I know you stay up for most of the night texting that insomniac boyfriend of yours and I shouldn't have to remind you what getting too little rest can do to someone when they aren't used to it…"

Todoroki blushed, knowing full well that Deku had bugged his phone from before he even agreed to work as a spy and had probably peeked through his messages at least once. "I really like him… Every day it seems like I fall for him more and everything he does just… Is this how you feel whenever you think of Bakugo?"

"It is…" Midoriya responded, his voice and eyes almost distant with thought. "I… I know I said I didn't want to talk about it, but, will you keep watching Kacchan for me? He swore he wouldn't hurt himself, but, I know these last two weeks have made him feel like I abandoned him."

"Yes, I will; Whatever you need Deku… always."

Izuku sat gently on the bottom of Bakugo's bed, nervously. He'd already misted the boy with his serum and it had plenty of time to work, but, he wasn't sure he could go through with waking him this time. As Shoto had mentioned, it had been weeks since he'd come back to visit.

"What if he's angry with me?" he wondered, wringing his hands nervously. "What if he shouts and wakes his parents up?"

Still, Midoriya knew that he wouldn't forgive himself if he didn't take advantage of the limited free time he had. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Kacchan…" he called anxiously.

Bakugo's red eyes snapped open, the disorientation from the drug Izuku had given him only lasting a second before he focused on the teen staring at him. "Deku!" he hissed, tearing out of his covers so that he could practically tackle his love.

"Where the fuck have you b-been?" Katsuki half-sobbed, tears bristling into his eyes as he squeezed Midoriya close and nuzzled into his head.

Izuku wrapped his arms around Bakugo's shoulders and breathed in his smoky scent, his heart clenching from how tense the blonde was above him. "I'm so sorry Kacchan…"

"That's not a fucking answer!" Bakugo growled, pulling up so that he could hover over Midoriya. He stared down at the boy, his anger dissipating quickly from the saddened expression on his face.

"Izuku…" he started again, this time his tone much calmer and remorseful. "Why haven't you come back to see me… You promised…"

Midoriya opened his still closed eyes and reached up to caress Bakugo's cheek, wiping away a stray tear that had slipped out. He knew he couldn't explain himself without giving away his plans with the League and thus his survival after his suicide attempt. "I've missed you so much… Kiss me, Kacchan."

Katsuki looked like he might argue more, easily realizing that Izuku was dodging his questions. His abrasive and domineering nature urged him to push the teen for answers, but, he couldn't bring himself to do it; one wrong word could make the boy he loved more than anything leave forever.

Bakugo eventually bit back his frustration. He leaned down, growling lowly against Midoriya's lips when the boy slipped his hands around his torso and ran his fingers down his strong muscled back. He brushed their noses together gently and kissed Izuku slowly, sucking sweetly on his lower lip. "I've fucking missed you too, Deku."

Izuku sighed in relief, his prior worry about waking Bakugo melting away as their tongues danced against each other.

Katsuki dropped down to his elbows, deepening the kiss even more. It felt so incredibly good to be lying on top of Midoriya, to feel his smaller body heating up and trembling beneath him. He smirked into the action, moving to nip the teen's smooth jaw.

Izuku let out a shaky breath, shuddering when Bakugo's tongue got to his neck. "Kacchan…" he whined softly, arching his back in pleasure. "M-more…"

Katsuki sucked harshly on Midoriya's throat in response, marking him like he'd wanted to do for so long. "I'm going to take off your shirt, Deku." He stated hotly, almost dying to see that small firm frame he'd been massaging.

"I…" Midoriya started, his flushed cheeks paling slightly. It was enough to get Bakugo's attention though, and red eyes met deep green, waiting patiently for an explanation. "I don't look like I used to…"

Katsuki cocked an eyebrow, running his gaze down to Izuku's lightly heaving chest to where their hips were connected and back up, licking his lips when the boy swallowed. "No shit, Deku. You think I haven't fucking noticed the muscle that wasn't there before? Or the scars on your hands that I know you didn't get from… from…"

Midoriya paused as a tense silence covered them, biting his lip as his mind swirled with how to best handle the situation. "Flatlining in the hospital didn't end like I thought it would…" he finally responded.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Katsuki asked, his mind still too muddled to put two and two together, but just sharp enough to know there was something he wasn't picking up on.

"I made a deal with the devil" Midoriya answered quietly, flickering his eyes away from Bakugo with slight shame. "I can't say anything else though… so please don't ask."

The blonde felt his chest seize with anxiety, panic, anger, and so many other emotions. "Deku." He growled, gripping his collar as he'd done so many times when they were younger. He pulled them both up to a sitting position, using both hands to shake the boy a little. "Why the fuck would you do something that stupid! Did you fucking lose your mind?"

The regret that has flickered into Midoriya's face drained away, leaving a blank expression that unsettled Katsuki to his very core. "You know I did Kacchan…"

Bakugo, however, was struggling to control his temper, his hands almost vibrating as he fought to keep them from sparking. He moved them to grip Izuku's cheeks, his eyes pleading for an explanation. "Izuku, fucking answer me. The boy I knew… the one I fell in love with would never have done that shit!"

Midoriya stared the blonde deeply in the eyes and slowly grabbed his hands, removing them. "People change, Kacchan… I wanted to hurt you. I wanted you to suffer for what you put me through… sometimes I still do."

Katsuki almost started panting with anxiety, the room smelling more and more like nitroglycerine as he fought with himself on what to say and do. "It's my fault. I did this to him…" he thought, lowering his head with resignation. "Then fucking hurt me, Deku. Do whatever the fuck you want with me since I fucking deserve it."

With Bakugo's eyes downcast, Midoriya let himself smile slightly with triumph and relief. "That's not what I want right now, Kacchan" he stated seductively, running his thumbs over the lax hands he still held. Before the blonde even had a chance to react, Izuku pushed him to his back, crawling up and settling on his waist.

He paused there, trailing his fingers up and down Bakugo's chest slowly. His confident and playful expression soon changed though, shifting to one of nervousness and almost fear. "I g-guess I should ask if you s-still w-want me now that you know I'm not a good person a-anymore…"

Katsuki scowled darkly and reached up to grab Izuku's collar once more, yanking him down until they were face to face. "Fuck you, you adorable little shit. I don't give a damn that you're some fucking demonic spirit from hell now. I wouldn't care if you were still the same quirkless nerd that cried at everything. I love you, damn it."

The defensiveness and worry that was pouring from Izuku fell away as tears began dripping from his watering eyes. "Kacchan!" he whimpered, diving down lower to capture the blonde's lips with his own once more.

Bakugo growled, tangling his fingers in the boy's wild curls so that he could dominate the desperate kiss. He slipped his other hand around and under Midoriya's shirt next, running his calloused palm over the smooth, yet scarred skin there.

Izuku shuddered from the sensation, yanking himself up and out of the blondes hold. He almost giggled when he saw Katsuki's needy expression, but settled for a bashful smile instead, hesitantly pulling the same middle school top he always wore to see the teen over his head. He sat still while Bakugo's red eyes scoured over him, fighting the urge to squirm in embarrassment.

Katsuki sat up as well, slipping out of his muscle shirt with ease before flipping them, settling himself between Midoriya's thighs. "You're fucking beautiful, Deku." He breathed, dipping down to kiss the small divot between the boys' collar bones.

"K-Kacchan…" Izuku sighed, gripping the blonde's shoulders tightly as Bakugo showered him with affection. "F-feels so good…"

"Tsk…" Bakugo scoffed smugly, "I can do better."

Midoriya couldn't help a small giggle from escaping this time as he leaned up to kiss his blonde once more. He wrapped his legs around Katsuki, pressing their growing erections together and causing them both to shudder

"Fuck, Deku…" Bakugo panted, hesitantly grinding his hips down. The sensation was electric, sending waves of pleasure up his spine that was only increased by the moan that slipped from Izuku's parted lips. He rolled his pelvis again, starting a slow, torturous pace as he began kissing his Deku again, almost completely losing himself in the feeling of Izuku squirming and trembling beneath him.

They parted for air, both gasping in between their quiet moans. Katsuki dipped his head down further, resting his forehead on the pillow under Izuku's head as he breathed in his foresty scent. His eyes fluttered closed, absorbing all the mewls that were right next to his ear.

"H-harder Kacchan!" Midoriya whined.

Bakugo smirked and grabbed Izuku's chin, pulling him into a hot kiss as he snapped his hips forward again, this time faster and with more force.

"Ah!" Izuku moaned, throwing his head back in pleasure. He pulled Katsuki closer to him, writhing from the warm heat pooling in his stomach. "I-I'm so close!"

The blonde nodded in agreement and thrust faster, their clothed erections pulsating against one another through their pants. He gripped the edge of the pillow with one hand, using the other to hold Midoriya still they rocked against each other.

"Ah. Ah. AH. AHH" Izuku cried, arching his back intensely as he orgasmed. He heard Bakugo moaning lowly above him, shuddering from his own release.

Katsuki pressed his forehead to Izuku's, panting heavily. "I fucking love you, Deku. Don't you ever question that."

"I love you too, Kacchan…" Midoriya whispered back, tilting his chin up to kiss him sweetly.

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;) Things be heating up between all these cuties, but, there is still so much angst to get to! XD

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