"The person Deku likes"

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"T-thank you." He muttered short of breath, wiping his tears with the back of his hand.

"Then," Bakugou tried to say. "Half and half had nothing to do, right?"

Deku shook his head.

"Sure?" He asked to make sure it was one hundred percent true.

Deku nodded quickly.

"Good" He snapped. "If he had something to do with it, I would make sure to explode his face to infinity."

"Kacchan…" He was moved, breathing deeply.

"You know I mean it, Deku" He admitted, ruffling his curly hair with his right hand, while with the other, he kept it pinned to his shoulder.

"Yes" He nodded, letting himself be comforted by Bakugou. "Y-you're the best, Kacchan." He smiled, recovering.

"You don't have to say it." He turned his head to hide the blush from his cheeks, in which Deku wiped the traces of tears from his face.

"I-I'm hungry too," he confessed with a chuckle. "Kacchan"

He looked at him, shaking his head.

"Do you feel better, crybaby?" He said ironically.

"Yes, Kacchan." Deku smiled, regaining the brightness of his eyes and the color of his rosy cheeks appearing on his pretty face.

"You're a problem" He complained, taking him by the right arm and taking him with him to the most beautiful and closest place to eat, even though the weather worsened every minute, he didn't care at all.

Deku laughed softly, covering his mouth with his left hand.

"Kacchan"

"What do you want now?" He snapped, frowning.

"Where are we going to eat?" He asked curiously.

"Anywhere" He replied dryly.

"While we're together, the place doesn't matter?"

"Hah?" He blushed aggressively, just as his heart beat at full speed.

"I-I'm sorry." He stepped down. "I said something I shouldn't" He said regretfully.

"Leave it now," he said, pulling him by the arm. "Those silly phrases of yours don't affect me in the least."

"I like being with Kacchan," Deku admitted, smiling.

"Who would like to be with a pest like you?" He replied, avoiding seeing him because the urge to intertwine his hand to his was greater than anything else that went through his head.

Deku laughed, following his step without problem, it seems that his tears from moments ago were only a mishandling of his temper, for having treated him that way, but he should no longer mistreat Deku, if he really felt things for him .

They went to a Japanese restaurant in one of the streets of the center of the district. The two ate well, as far as Deku was concerned, he looked cheerful, smiling and eating pleased. He talked about his analysis of heroes, and that he regretted having fallen asleep in the middle of the movie, when it was he who had bought and suggested it to see it, for Bakugou those trifles didn't matter anymore, on the contrary, he had forgotten them.

The only thing that mattered to him at that moment was to see Deku smile. Nothing more than that.

On the way back, Deku sneezed three consecutive times, to which he excused himself saying that it was only due to the cold, and not because he was giving him a cold.

Bakugou did not take much importance in front of him, but a part of it did not convince him at all.

The most feasible would be that he was getting sick because of the bastard Todoroki and his poor care for Deku; his ineptitude for not knowing how to watch and keep him safe.

If it were for him, he would keep Deku safe anywhere in the world; also, if that led to a reward for a beautiful smile from Deku, any eventuality was not relevant how long it would cost to keep safe.

"Kacchan" Deku spoke to him, shortly before arriving at the bedroom facilities.

"Hm." He nodded, meaning he was paying attention.

"Yesterday I went to my house," he said, hands clasped. "I took the whole Rocky saga to see it with you, when you can, of course." He chuckled nervously, shrugging. "Y-if you don't want to see it with me, i-it's fine"

"Don't answer for me, stupid Deku." He exasperated annoyed at the silly assumptions Deku made regarding his person. They were too annoying, as if Deku underestimated him.

"S-sorry." He stammered, lowering his hands to his sides.

"Next Saturday would be fine" He let him know, his voice almost shaking. Seeing that Deku's face lit up in radiant happiness, he blushed, added: "Not a word of this to anyone, did you understand?"

"Yes!" He put both hands together, smiling warmly. "You are very kind, Kacchan."

"I'm not kind, stupid." He gritted his teeth.

Deku gave a small chuckle, lowering his head of the same.

"Deku" Seeing that he got his attention, he said: "Don't hide things for yourself"

"K-Kacchan ..." He said in a voice, opening the orbs of his green eyes.

"You started crying because you said you felt empty and sad" He said, raising an eyebrow. "You better not keep everything to yourself, if that's the case, tell me, so you stop suddenly being so quiet, it bothers me."

The silence of his companion was such that Bakugou felt that he could have screwed up, or that the use of his words was not the best. For whatever reason, Deku's silence used to bother him for being so abstract for him to understand.

He was worried that he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"I understand, Kacchan" Deku commented, solemnly. "But, there will be no need to tell you"

"And why the hell not?" He snapped angrily.

"W-well, is that…" He played with his fingers, anxious.

"Is what, Deku?" He pressed, raising his voice, pushing him back.

"K-Kacchan." He looked intimidated. "Don't-don't o-offend yourself"

"And who is offended?" He exasperated, shaking his hands. "Why don't you say things, Deku? You're always shut up with your stupid smile!"

Deku saddened, and if he saddened, it meant that he had just screwed up, again ...

"K-Kacchan," he said softly. "Do you think I'm a good hero?" He released suddenly, taking him completely off guard.

Deku breathed softly, adjusting the Eskimo-type jacket, wrapping himself better, but without taking his expectorant sight from his eyes.

Bakugou coughed, flushed, although that question was not expected from the boy, who, was waiting so intensely in his greenish eyes that he liked it so much.

"What is that question about?" He wanted to evade, but it was not possible, since Deku did not seem satisfied with his answer, to which he had to simplify his answer and omit his feelings knowing that they could have an effect on the nerd. "Well," he gave up. "You have hero material" He admitted, feeling the accumulation of emotions build in his throat, ready to be thrown out in a shower of words addressed to him. To Deku

"Happy?" He interrogated almost challengedly, extending his arms as far as he could reach.

Deku's orbs opened in surprise, quite pleased, he would say.

"Yes." He nodded happily, leaving worry aside.

And so, his date concluded with both men going to their respective rooms, leaving in good terms.

That morning, Bakugou arrived at the classroom(on time, as always).

"Good morning, Bakugou." Kirishima greeted him, smiling, in the company of Uraraka, who also greeted him.

"Tch" was his answer.

"Bro, yesterday you went out with Midoriya, didn't you?" Kirishima elbowed him stinging, to which Bakugou got out of touch, threatening to throw him into the air with an explosion of his hands. "You don't have to hide it."

"Hm." He twisted his brow, preventing the blush of his cheeks from being noticeable in front of his best friend.

"You would have seen Todoroki's face when he found out that you two left on a date yesterday." He told him in detail the anger and jealousy that the nominee made when he found out about his appointment with Deku.

Bakugou smiled sideways, satisfied with his mission.

"That happens to be him for being such a bastard" He snorted, taking a seat at his desk.

Kirishima followed him, along with Uraraka, checking his cell phone with scrupulous attitude.

"You're doing well, bro," his friend congratulated him gladly.

"Well, I'm the best after all" He boasted.

"Summary." Kirishima pretended to bother.

"Am I wrong?" He mocked, reloading his back in the seat.

"Oh, that's too bad," Uraraka exclaimed, disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Kirishima asked in dismay.

"It's Deku" She replied. The emergency chip by Deku was turned on automatically. What happened to Deku? "He got sick."

"Midoriya?"

Uraraka nodded, worried.

"He got a cold."

"Tch." Bakugou complained, hiding his worried look on the nerd.

"Don't hide your worry." Kirishima rubbed him mischievously, to which he gave him a murderous look, which caused him to back away.

"Don't tell me what to do" He grumbled, wrinkling his nose.

Besides, what was the round-face with them, if she was a friend of Deku?

Kirishima seemed to notice that he was watching Uraraka suspiciously, approached him and lowering his voice, said:

"I like Uraraka" He confessed with a fairly noticeable blush on his cheeks, Bakugou would say. "And I also collect information to help you with Midoriya"

A vein jumped in his temple.

"Hah?" Bakugou inquired, frowning. "I don't need help"

"Of course." His friend dissuaded with his hand, recovering from the blush. "You haven't made much progress with Midoriya, for being such a yeller"

"Do you want to die?" He threatened with a raised hand, ready to shoot him out the window. Only this time it didn't work in Kirishima, because he kept talking to him casually.

"Look" He told him in complicity. "Uraraka must know who Midoriya likes, and don't doubt that you will find out about it sooner, because it is obvious that Midoriya will not tell you who he likes."

"What are you trying to sa"

Kirishima cut him immediately.

"All I got to know was that Midoriya likes someone from this classroom" He confessed under his breath, eyeing Uraraka who was texting on her cell phone without paying attention to the conversation.

However, the confession that Kirishima presented to him, stung his curiosity and prompted him to continue telling him what he knew about Deku, so his friend took a seat at Deku's desk and began to tell him the details he knew.

"Uraraka told me that Midoriya likes someone from this classroom" He repeated.

"You already told me that" He snapped, feeling his hands burn with despair.

"Keep silent" His friend ordered, pointing his finger.

"Don't shut me up" He hissed.

His friend rolled his eyes, and continued telling him the details he knew.

"She guessed it because Deku has been drawing hearts on his notebook" He revealed excitedly. "He puts his initials and someone else's and encloses them with a heart, but every time Uraraka tries to see who that person is, Midoriya gets nervous and blushes like a tomato!" He chuckled.

"Hm." Bakugou nodded, indicating to his friend that he could continue.

"When Uraraka recently asked Midoriya if he liked someone in the classroom, he almost fainted from his nerves" He said giggling. "And he ended up saying yes." He signaled Bakugou to bring his ear closer, and despite his whispering in his ear, he obeyed, just because it was Deku. "He said he liked a man in this classroom."

Bakugou slammed back, surprised.

A man from group 1A ?. Anyone could be…

"Wait!" Kirishima signaled him to calm down. "I'm not done yet" He warned hurriedly. "Come closer, bro, Professor Aizawa is almost here."

"Tsk" He reproached, grinding his teeth, and settled into his seat, lending his ear to hear more information.

"Midoriya described two important characteristics of the man he likes." He confessed in a voice anxious to keep talking. "The first one." He listed the one. "He's taller than him, and the second one." He listed the two. "He says his Quirk is very powerful and for him he is the best."

Taller than him and who has a powerful Quirk? Bakugou pulled his ear away, looking down in confusion.

"Bro, it's most likely that it's Todoroki" He supposed. "Or that it's you"

"Hm" He growled at that bastard's name.

"But it must be you." His friend tried to comfort him, but Bakugou was quite annoyed by that revelation, which he could use or not in his favor to win the nerd's heart. "You are certainly taller than Midoriya, and your Quirk is very powerful."

"I heard that Kirishima," Uraraka intervened, pouting. "Did you tell Bakugou about the person Deku likes?" She blinked incredulously.

Kirishima laughed nervously, putting a hand to the back of his neck.

"Eh, I'm sorry." He apologized giggling.

"Hm." She raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"That happens to you for being such an idiot!" Bakugou scoffed, smiling sideways.

"Anyway" she said, shaking her head in denial. "Deku shouldn't like you." She glanced at Balugou, annoyed.

"Hey!" Kirishima snapped offended. "No one of us knows which person Midoriya likes" He corrected serious. "Iida won't even know"

"Iida?" Repeated Uraraka thoughtfully. "I think Iida knows more details than me, but I'm not sure about it."

"If we ask Iida, will he know?" Kirishima's eyes looked like stars.

"Stupid" Bakugou scolded. "Don't get into other people's affairs"

"Well, it's your business," Kirishima pointed out. "And you don't know how to solve it, on the contrary, you prolong it and give Todoroki entrance to stay with Midoriya"

"So are things like that?" Uraraka moved her eyebrows from top to bottom, with suspicion, before Bakugou could say anything about it. "I wouldn't help you Bakugou because of the way you have treated Deku, but Todoroki is not absent from blame either." She shook her head, supposingly, capturing the attention of the two men watching her intently. "I mean what Todoroki-kun did at the sports festival. He first challenged Deku, and then left a permanent scar on his hand…"

"Yes, I didn't remember that," Kirishima chanted incredulously. "Midoriya was left unconscious in that fight." He made a dismayed gesture. "Poor Midoriya"

"We can help you, Bakugou," Uraraka added voluntarily. "I don't mind helping you a little, if that will lead to you treating Deku well."

He raised an eyebrow, crossing one leg, resting both forearms on the desk.

"Hm." That growl gave way that he was interested in it.

"Thank you, Uraraka." Kirishima smiled blushing, hand on the back of his neck.

"Don't mention it" She smiled.

In that, Iida appeared saying good morning, moving his stiff arms and his voice in a monotonous tone.

"Good morning, Iida-kun" Said Uraraka.

"Did Midoriya tell you he won't come to class?" Iida asked in a worried look. She nodded. "Everything happens to Midoriya." He put his hand to his forehead in a dramatic gesture.

"Oh, don't say that" Said Kirishima, good-natured.

"Did I interrupt your conversation?" Iida questioned, straight. Seeing that the three nodded, he asked what the topic of conversation was, to which Uraraka replied that they were trying to decipher who Deku liked, and he looked quite interested in giving his opinion.

"Do you know anything about that, Iida?" Kirishima seemed more anxious than the others, since Bakugou didn't show his great interest in Deku's hidden feelings.

"I have some assumptions" He said thoughtfully. "In fact, I think it's Todoroki-kun"

"Midoriya likes Todoroki?" Uraraka exclaimed in shock. "But, you can't tell when they're together, Deku seems very comfortable in his company but I've never seen him nervous at his side"

"I said they were assumptions" Iida said firmly; though, he suddenly pointed to Bakugou. "However, the one who always calls Midoriya's full attention and admiration is Bakugou, so I think it is he who Midoriya is in love with" He pointed it out respectfully. "Last Thursday, I saw in his hero analysis notebook that he had a very detailed drawing of Bakugou in his hero costume"

"Really?" Kirishima and Uraraka said at the same time.

"Yes" Iida replied. "I looked at the drawing he made of Bakugou, and he also added two whole pages of notes of him." He revealed good-naturedly. "And I don't say it because it's a lie, but from what I've seen in Midoriya"

"I didn't see that drawing" Said Uraraka indignantly, pouting.

"I liked it," Iida complemented, nodding correctly. "A very good drawing by Midoriya"

"And did you find anything else?" Kirishima burst in, grinning from ear to ear. Iida nodded.

"On Saturday morning, Midoriya was very distressed because he thought Bakugou would be furious with him for falling asleep in his room" He said thoughtfully. "I saw him very sad, knowing that he is always happy."

"Yes" Chanted Uraraka. "It's true, but don't worry, Bakugou, it's very likely that Deku is in love with you." Uraraka motivated him, causing him to blush completely.

"Ah!" Iida snapped in amazement. "Is Bakugou is in love with Midoriya?"

"That's right, brother," Kirishima replied, placing an arm around Iida's shoulder, confidentially. "And not a word of this to anyone, understood? Bakugou will take charge of making Midoriya his, because he says he belongs to him"

"I never said that!" Bakugou growled in exasperation, feeling the blush on his face betray him greatly. For him, there was no escape from his feelings.

"Look at him," Kirishima said, mocking him. "Doesn't he seem like a man in love?"

"Shut up!" He shouted furiously, rising from the desk aggressively and infusing. "Do you want to die?" He threatened, twisting his brow. "I'll kill you all if you keep bothering me with Deku!"

"Calm down, Bakugou," Iida intervened, standing in front of him. "That is not the way things are resolved"

"Move aside if you don't want to die burned!" He threatened with rage grounded in his voice; both hands had them in fighting position, ready to make ashes to whoever was put in front of him.

"So you want things to be like that, huh?" Iida looked at him seriously, and some of that look didn't give Bakugou a good hunch, who tensed when he saw Iida take out his cell phone and show him Deku's cell phone number.

He threatened him with Deku's cell phone number! Of the damn nerd!

"Don't show me that" He shook his head, clenching his teeth, feeling the blush of his cheeks reappear creeping up on his face.

Damn!

"If Midoriya sees you like that, he won't love you" Iida groped, smiling mischievously. Uraraka and Kirishima seemed on the verge of bursting into laughter. "Midoriya will end up loving Todoroki"

"I hate you!" He muttered helplessly to blow Deku's friends to pieces, and especially his best friend.

"Well, Bakugou" Iida congratulated him, still mocking him. "Your reward will be a picture of Midoriya"

Uraraka and Kirishima left the classroom, bursting into laughter.

"I don't need a picture of the damn nerd" He growled, having calmed down.

"No" He put his hand up. "I insist, Bakugou, I will give you a picture of Midoriya, no." He stopped, condescendingly. "I'll give you ten pictures of him." He smiled hilariously, proudly above the rest.

"Tsk," Bakugou complained, returning to his seat, trampling the ground aggressively.

"Choose the ones you want." Iida offered to show him pictures of Deku in different facets.

"Why do you have so many pictures of the damn nerd?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.

"These are pictures taken by everyone in the classroom" He replied a embarrassed, scratching the back of his neck with his right hand. "In fact, everyone thinks Midoriya is cute."

"Then I don't want these pictures" He replied sulkily.

"But what do you say?" Iida grumbled, bearing an incredulous expression, which Bakugou was pleased to exploit with his hand. "Look, I took these." He showed him some pictures of Deku eating a hamburger in the cafeteria with pleasure. "And these are the ones he took from his cell phone and posted them on Instagram"

"Hm." He gritted his teeth, watching Deku's pictures of himself. "So the nerd has Instagram" He spoke in a serious tone.

"If it's any use," Iida crouched in confidence. "Todoroki is unaware that Midoriya has Instagram, in itself, it's only me and Uraraka who know about the classroom"

"I see…" He replied in an interested tone.

"Choose the ones you like," Iida suggested some photos in which Deku was smiling somewhere in the city, others where only his red sneakers came out, some where he made a scary face, etc.

In Bakugou's eyes, they all looked cute because Deku was in it. There was no other way to describe it.

"And if you have Instagram" Said Iida, still involved in the subject. "I will pass it on to you, so we will only be the three of us who follow him on Instagram, well, apart from his mother, of course"

Even though Bakugou was not a grateful person, or in many words, he had to admit that Iida was helpful that time, as he gave him ten photos of his cute nerd, and also passed him his Instagram account.

Bakugou couldn't be more satisfied with that.

And obviously, if he was an amazing person.

"Don't think I'll thank you" Bakugou said dismissively.

"I didn't expect you to do that" Iida replied in the same way.

"Four eyes." He mocked him.

"Better go take care of Midoriya, no?" Iida glanced at him, with a wicked look. "Todoroki will not take long to find out about his absence in the classroom, why don't you take care of him?" He suggested, making room for him to go for him. "Hurry up if you really have feelings for Midoriya"

The least Bakugou thought was that in a matter of seconds he would be positioned in front of the door that led to Deku's room; having obtained in a clever way, photos of him from Iida's cell phone, and now he had one of his photos as his wallpaper.

He sighed, preparing to knock.

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P.S. A long and somewhat humorous chapter, one could say.

We see that Deku throws a few hints at Bakugou that he didn't perceive, and also Deku was not even aware that he was on a date with Bakugou.

And then to top it off Kirishima giving Bakugou a can without stopping, and Deku's friends who help him in his way are joined, although Bakugou initially refuses, he ends up accepting that his feelings for the nerd are bigger than anything.

Also, that Deku has a secret Instagram, and now Bakugou will follow him on Instagram, and Iida also dominated him using Deku as a shield for Bakugou to calm down. Poor thing, he can no longer threaten everyone without using Deku as a shield to avoid problems with him.

We are lacking the progress that Todoroki will make, but we will not see him until later… in the next chapter he will be dedicated to Bakugou.