The week leading up to the Halloween House Party, as everyone in the friend circle is calling it, has Izuku in full on party planner mode. Every moment not spent in class or at work is used to make lists and plans and then execute said lists and plans.
It starts with his favorite pizza man. Tokoyami is standing behind the counter when Izuku walks in. "Hey Fumikage. How are you?"
"I'm fine, Midoriya. What can I help you with?" He asks politely.
"We, the gang and I, are throwing a house party on Friday night so I want to go ahead and put in an order early so it will be ready that day," Izuku answers brightly.
"That is something I can help you with," he says with a smile, tucking a lock of his jet-black hair behind his ear. He pulls a notepad towards himself. "What's the order?"
They banter back and forth for a while over a combination of deals and coupons that will save money in the long run. By the end of it, Izuku is thanking Fumikage profusely for all of his help.
"It is no problem, Midoriya. It is my job after all."
"If you get a chance, you should come to the party. It would be great to have you there," Izuku says as he waves goodbye and walks out the door.
As he wanders up the pathway to the house, a voice from behind him gets his attention, making him jump a little. "Izuku! Hey!"
Izuku turns to see his friend coming toward him. "Hi Mirio, I didn't expect to see you so soon."
"I'm going to be making a lot of stops here this week. You requested a lot of alcohol." Mirio holds up several bags in his hands and on his arms to emphasize his point.
"I'm so sorry, let me help you," Izuku says, rushing to help lighten the load on his friend. "I really appreciate you doing this."
Toogata Mirio is in the same arts program as Izuku and they are relatively close friends. It is no secret that Mirio is always up for a party which is why the younger man had turned to him for help. Mirio has blonde hair that is always neatly tamed, muscles for days, and a gaze that makes anyone and everyone who meets him feel as if he can see right through them. His presence alone lights up a place just as much as Izuku's smile does. He has heard professor Aizawa mumble 'sunshine duo' to professor Mic once or twice in the halls.
They go into the house and stash the alcohol in the hall closet. "Can I interest you in something to drink?" He doesn't mean to make a pun but it's there and Mirio laughs and nods.
While in the kitchen, Mirio says, "you guys have a nice setup here. How do you all manage to live together so easily? I feel like my group of friends would destroy each other if they all lived together." He looks around and spots the friend collage in the dining room, inching over to it to get a closer look.
"It is easy really. Two of us are childhood friends, three of us have been friends since high school, and all six of us were roommates with each other in the dorms first before this," Izuku answers as he sits the glasses of tea on the table. "Rules are easy too. Be respectful, clean up after yourself, pull your weight, and be honest. Anything that arises outside of those rules goes to Roommate Court which is presided over by the Honorable Uraraka Ochako who is fair and understanding. To top it all off, we gather our nerdy group of friends together every Sunday to play Magic: The Gathering. It is a good way to keep all of our relationships healthy." Izuku points to the central picture of everyone gathered together.
"All of you work together like a well-oiled machine," Mirio says, taking a sip of his tea.
"It seems like it, but we actually have to use Roommate Court more than you know," he says with a wry smile. Mirio snorts into his tea but doesn't say anything more on the matter.
Instead, he changes the subject to the party. "Are you going to have food at the party or is it every man for himself?"
"I put in a very large pizza order for Friday, but once we run out then it is every man for himself."
"Clearly you will be set with alcohol if your list is any indication. What about entertainment?"
"Kacchan and Ashido both have blacklight beer pong tables that I am going to set up in living room two, there are several sets of playing cards for varying games, the dining table is reserved for either Magic or Battle Shots, or both. And DJ Deku will be providing the music for some of the night," Izuku explains matter-of-factly.
"I heard he played at a Beta party," Mirio says. "I also heard that he throat punched one of the AMU linebackers."
"It's all true, I was there," Izuku whispers, his tone playfully scandalous.
"No way!" Mirio exclaims in surprise. "I would love to get him to DJ one of Tamaki's parties. How do you get him to DJ a party?"
Izuku shrugs nonchalantly and says, "you just ask him."
"How do you know him?"
"I am him."
Mirio stares at Izuku for a long minute. "What?"
"I'm DJ Deku. See?" Izuku points to the pictures of him and Earphone Jack on the collage. "That is me. All you have to do is ask me, Mirio."
"Well I'll be damned." He leans back onto the table with his arms crossed over his chest. "Who would have thought that cute, innocent Izuku had it in him to punch someone."
The compliment tinges his cheeks and he asks, "that's what you take away from the big reveal?"
"That sums it up, yeah," Mirio says with a smirk. "I have to get going. Thank you for the tea. I'll text you later to find out when is a good time to make another delivery and I'll also relay the info to Tamaki about you. He'll be thrilled." Izuku shows him to the door and with another thank you, Mirio leaves.
With item number two well under way thanks to his sunshine twin, Izuku can move on to number three: the house. He doesn't have a solid number on how many people will be showing up, however, since Eijirou will be bringing the Betas, the nerd group is inviting their other friends, and Mirio will be bringing Amajiki and his friends then there is no doubt that it will be a lot of people. It may even rival a Beta party.
In just two days, he has all of the outside yardwork complete and the inside of the house ready. The furniture is moved out of the way or arranged in a manner to give people more space. Both of the beer pong tables are set up in living room two, blacklights included. Anything breakable or personal is put away safely in the basement closet and all of the party necessities such as plastic cups, ice, and alcohol are organized and ready.
After his final class on Thursday, Izuku comes home to a surprise. He is met with a pacing Todoroki when he comes in the front door. "Hey Shouto, are you okay?" Izuku asks nervously.
"Yes, I am. I was waiting for you," he answers slowly. "I know you asked me on a date and all, but I'm really excited so I was wondering if you would go on a date with me?"
"Right now?"
"Uh, yeah, right now." Shouto stops his pacing.
"Where are we going?"
"Are you saying yes?" Izuku nods. "To the dining room." Todoroki offers his arm to his date who takes it. They walk together to the dining room where there are candles lit on the table and two bowls of salad as well as bowls of soup. The only thing out of place is Kacchan, who is standing beside the door that leads to the kitchen, wearing his signature apron.
They sit at the table and Bakugou introduces himself as their chef and waiter for the evening. He brings them water, soda, and wine to drink and then excuses himself to check on the entrees.
"Wow Shouto, you really put a lot of effort into this date. It is very nice," Izuku praises as he takes a bite of his salad.
"To be honest, part of this is that I'm really excited to date you. Another part of this is an apology for the Magic mishap. I mean of course I want to date you, but your massages are so good," Todoroki confesses after taking a sip of his water.
"You can always just ask," Izuku says with a giggle. Shouto looks at him sheepishly and he can't help but think he looks adorable that way.
Conversation flows easily over the entrée, Katsuki's katsudon, which is Inko's recipe. Dessert is triple chunk brownie a la mode, and then the date is winding down. Todoroki and Izuku walk to their room and stop at the closed door.
"I had a really good time tonight," Izuku says as he tucks a green curl behind his ear and plays with his keys that aren't actually needed for the door. He hopes Todoroki will pick up on his cheesy romcom hints.
"I'm glad to hear that," he says. And now he is leaning forward, closing the gap between them. When their lips connect there is nothing sweet and chaste about it like with Kirishima or familiar and comforting like with Kacchan. No, this kiss makes every inch of his skin feel like fire and the air in his lungs evaporates from the heat. A shiver runs the length of his spine and there goes that strange swooping feeling in his stomach. The kiss relays everything that Shouto feels for him to every nerve in his body so Izuku relays his own back too. The exchange of information gets processed quickly and Izuku finds himself slipping his tongue between Shouto's slightly parted lips. Todoroki moans quietly at the intrusion and welcomes it, slipping his tongue against Midoriya's. the kiss doesn't last for more than thirty seconds but by the time both men separate they are dizzy and gasping for air.
"Wow," Shouto whispers and Izuku nods in agreement.
Clearing his throat, Izuku asks, "would you like to come inside for a drink or something?"
Shouto smiles and answers, "or something," before following his crush into their room.
A couple of hours later, Izuku extracts himself from Shouto's sleeping form and goes to the kitchen for a glass of water and one of Katsuki's triple chunk brownies.
"How did it go, Nerd?" Kacchan's low voice asks from behind him. He turns from the sink, a bite of brownie in his mouth and a glass of water in his hand, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. "You're a disgrace to fucking humankind if you have water instead of milk with your brownie," Katsuki scoffs indignantly.
"But Kacchan," Izuku starts, swallowing his bite.
"No," Katsuki says firmly, cutting him off. "A la mode doesn't count because it is ice cream which is dairy. Now, you heathen, how was after the date? And don't lie to me, you uncultured swine."
"We kissed at the bedroom door like a romcom and then went inside and got busy in my bed." Izuku takes a sip of water, almost spitting it out from laughing at Katsuki's stunned face. "We made out, I asked him to be my boyfriend, he said yes. Then he played Jump! Froppy Jump! Until he fell asleep and I played Ingenium Run until I got thirsty."
"That was misleading as fuck and you know it," Katsuki says, irritated.
"Did you want the dirty details to my non-existent sex life, Kacchan?" Izuku teases as he eats the rest of his snack.
"Can't blame a perv for trying," he answers with a smirk.
"Don't worry Kacchan," Izuku says, pausing at the door to the basement to cast a mischievous grin at his friend. "When it happens, I'll call you during, so you can listen." He cackles before closing the door on Katsuki's indecipherable screeching.
Ochako is left in charge of the Halloween House Party until Izuku gets back from his shift at One for All Tattoos. It has barely started when he arrives at 8:15pm.
"Hey, it's Deku!" Several voices call out as he approaches the house. Eijirou and the rest of Beta house are approaching from the other end of the sidewalk.
They meet in front of the house and Izuku gives them a brilliant smile. "It's great to see you guys again! Come on in and get comfortable, please." He leads the march into the house, going straight to his bedroom.
"How was work, Midoriya?" Todoroki asks, emerging from the closet in a white t-shirt with a black button up over top of it though none of the buttons are done. His jeans are slung low over his hips with his signature white Converse to complete it. Izuku swallows dryly despite the fact that he wants to drool over his drop-dead gorgeous boyfriend. "Midoriya? Work?" He asks again, looking concerned.
"It was fine. I'm sorry. You distracted me with your," he pauses to rake his eyes over Shouto's body again. "Hips."
Shouto looks amused as he sits on Izuku's bed. He watches as the greenette searches through his side of the closet for something to put on. "I bought you something to wear," Todoroki says casually. He points to a gift bag sitting on Izuku's nightstand.
"Shouto, you didn't have to," he says as he picks up the bag and pulls out a complete DJ outfit, shoes included. The tank top is orange and reads 'DJ Material' in blue lettering. The shorts are the same blue as the letters and the Converse are orange. Typical Todoroki.
Izuku quickly strips down to his boxers, briefly panicking about his boyfriend seeing his semi-erect cock but decides if he doesn't make it a big deal then Todoroki won't either. He ignores the heterochromatic eyes that travel down past his waist in favor of pulling on the shirt. It hugs him in all the right places and Shouto lets out a low hum of approval that has Izuku rushing to put the shorts on before anything got bigger.
Once the shoes are on and tied, he stands in front of the mirror to check himself out. All of the colors make his green hair and eyes more prominent. Arms encompass his waist and a soft kiss is placed on his freckled shoulder. "You look amazing."
He turns to face Shouto. "Kiss me? I've missed you." There it is, the smile that is reserved for only Izuku. They melt into a kiss, arms wrapping around each other tightly as if the other will just up and disappear. Pulling away for air, Izuku says, "we should get going. We can sneak back down here later." He makes sure to lock the bedroom door once they leave, both of them very uptight about their privacy.
"Go get 'em," Shouto says with a wink and a light slap to Izuku's ass as they part ways at the top of the stairs. He stands frozen as he watches Todoroki's retreating back with a dumbfound expression. He can't help but wonder what happened to his shy, adorable boyfriend. The smirk that Kacchan is giving him tells him all he needs to know. That blonde is something else.
His next to final stop is the kitchen for a couple of beers and bottles of water. Walking through the dining room, Izuku playfully hip checks Ashido to get her attention.
"Hey Mido, what's up?" She asks, bubbly as ever.
"I'm going to start soon. Will you be there, front and center, to start the real party?" He bats his eyelashes playfully. Maybe the party is just helping everyone let loose for once.
"Anything for the best boy!"
"Thanks Mina, you are the greatest," he replies before continuing to Living Room One.
The way it is organized, the couch is diagonal to a corner and behind it is his DJ equipment on a small, foldable table. Any tables that were removed and put in other parts of the house to hold cups and alcohol. He slips his mask over his face and asks Kaminari to budge up off the couch long enough for him to clamber over it to his stuff. Denki happily complies and watches as Deku checks over the sound system and speaker connections before turning to his computer and scrolling through his set list.
A tap to the space bar has the first song flowing to the ears of the party goers. It's loud enough to be attention grabbing throughout the entire house, but not overpowering. Izuku immediately starts to remix it, right there in the living room. He bounces with the beat and sways his hips as his fingers dance around his mixer and soundboard, headphones on tightly. He quickly realizes Gran Torino wasn't lying when he said it would be actual work.
As Izuku sets up to fade to a new song, he catches Mina come in and, with her drink in hand, start swinging her hips in the middle of the makeshift dance floor. As long as one person wanted his music then all of the work will be worth it. He crossfades to song number two and starts catching glimpses of more and more people filter in to watch Mina dance. Kirishima steps out of the group to join her while Katsuki leans against the wall, watching with his usual scowl in place.
Deku ditches his mask in favor of drinking some beer. The action pulls Kacchan's gaze to him and Izuku salutes him with the bottle in his hand. A phantom of a smile crosses Katsuki's face as he returns the gesture.
At the end of the first hour of DJing, Deku puts on one of his pre-mixed lists and politely asks if he can squeeze over the couch between EJ and Momo. Both girls make room and he thanks them, wandering off in search of a drink. One is pushed into his hand by a flushed Todoroki. It is vibrantly blue and tastes strongly of tequila.
"Are you having fun?" Izuku asks breathlessly.
"Yes, I am," Shouto answers, licking his lips.
"What is in this?"
"All of the good stuff."
"Excellent," Izuku says with a smirk. "Because you are all of the best stuff."
The arrival of Mirio and Amajiki are announced by cheers and greetings shortly after Deku returns to his DJ post. He starts a new remix and drinks another bottle of water as another one of the beautiful, blue drinks is delivered to his table. Damn his boyfriend for being a great bartender.
The night is a blur. At some point he sets up another already mixed playlist as he goes in search of another drink. He is roped into a round of beer pong. He's paired up with Amajiki against Mirio and Sero. Though he has never played before, both he and Amajiki dominate the table. Twice.
Shouto is making people drinks at random, pushing them into open hands when Izuku finds him next. He grabs his boyfriend by the hips and pulls him close, kissing him senseless before simply walking away in search of goodness only knows what.
Tokoyami walks in through the front door as he passes by. "Welcome my new friend! You made it!"
"Are you sure you want me here? I'm not really the party type and I don't really know your friends," Tokoyami says politely.
"Let's introduce you to people so they won't be strangers anymore." Izuku leads him around the house, introducing everyone and telling them about how he's been the delivery guy every Sunday since they started Game Night. By the time Izuku parts from Fumikage, he has been absorbed into the friend group. Good luck getting out now.
Iida and Ochako are locked into a fierce game of Battle Shots that Iida is actually winning. His cheeks are ruddy, and his usually prim manners are nowhere to be seen as he yells, "drink that shot you pretty little loser!" Everyone in the immediate area begins laughing, Ochako the loudest of them all.
By 3am, the party has trickled to an end. Deku winds down the music and checks on everyone in the house before going to the basement. The sight that greets him there is one that has him feeling a mixture of horror and extreme embarrassment. There, on the couch, is Ashido and three Betas. All of them are completely naked and Mina is riding one of the Betas and has another's cock in her mouth. The third is in her hand as she jerks it off.
Izuku skirts around the entirety of the room before slipping into his room and shutting the door quietly and locking it.
"Hey 'Zuku. Are you okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost."
"C-can we c-cuddle and talk about it?"
Shouto sidles over to one side of his bed and opens the covers for Izuku who quickly strips to his boxers and climbs under them, appreciating the warmth that sinks into his skin.
"What happened?"
"Mina is, um, you know, uh, getting gangbanged on the couch out there."
"Oh. Oh? What is the issue here? She's an adult and sex is sex." Todoroki just stares at him passively.
"I've just never seen sex before. I just didn't expect it to be so, I don't know," he trails off awkwardly.
"Not even porn?"
"Not even porn."
"Why not?" Shouto asks. His stoic expression makes Izuku feel on edge.
"I just never really thought about it. I'm always working or studying or picking up a hobby. If I felt, you know, turned on or whatever, I'd just keep myself busy until it passed. I'm not really sure why. Is that weird?"
"Everything is weird and yet nothing is weird. Don't worry about it too much. Maybe give it a try sometime though? You won't know if it's your thing if you don't try it. On a more important note, if you haven't even watched porn, how do you know what a gangbang is?" Shouto asks curiously.
"Kacchan."
"That explains everything."
"Hey Shou? I know Kacchan has been giving you relationship pointers. Intuition," Izuku says, answering before Todoroki can ask how he knows. "Just don't change because of it." He tucks his head into Shouto's chest. "I fell in love with you because you are you. It's okay to change but do it for yourself." Within seconds, his breathing is even as sleep engulfs him.
Todoroki plants a soft kiss to his temple. "Same to you."
His body feels heavy when he wakes up and that seems to be the extents of the damages to himself from the alcohol he had consumed last night. He extracts himself from Todoroki and unlocks the door, cautiously poking his head out.
Mina is asleep under a letterman jacket, no Betas in sight. Toeing his way up the stairs and onto the main level of the house, Izuku catches Kirishima giving Bakugou a departing kiss at the front door. As he takes in his surroundings, much to his utter surprise, the house is clean.
"What happened here?" He asks Katsuki who looks surprised to see him. "What time is it?"
"It's 9am. The Betas cleaned the house before they left. It wasn't just out of the kindness of their hearts. It counts toward their service hours which they are severely behind on," Kacchan explains, running a hand down the side of his face.
"How?"
"Because I signed the damn paper confirming it. I'm going back to sleep." He stomps up the stairs, leaving Izuku to his thoughts. The conversation with Shouto just won't leave him and he decides to check on Ashido.
"Hey," he whispers as he gently shakes her shoulder.
She squints her eyes against the light above her. "Hey."
"Would you like to get breakfast with me? My treat," he asks with a small smile. She looks a little wary at first but nods. "Wait right here." He comes back a moment later with his smallest pair of sweatpants and a shirt with an AMU hoodie. "Your clothes ended up with vomit on them last night. You were running about the house in your bra and panties. I'll meet you at the front door."
"Thanks for the clothes," Mina says as she gathers up eggs on her fork. They had both agreed to eat at a nearby restaurant. "I want to apologize to you about the um, couch situation last night. I saw you creeping around the room and you looked horrified. I'm really sorry." She looks like a kicked puppy.
"Actually, I want to ask you a few questions if that is okay," he states softly. She nods slowly as she sits her fork down. "Are you okay? You were really drunk last night, and I just need to make sure you're okay with what happened." His voice is full of concern.
"I'm okay. I'm very horny when I'm drunk so if anything, I took advantage of those guys." She laughs lightly and its free of anything negative, almost carefree.
"Thank goodness you're okay. There is something else and normally I would ask Kacchan or Iida but honestly, I think you're the person to ask for this one. Will this stay between us?"
"Sure thing, Mido. People think I only gossip, but that isn't true. I'm full of secrets. Hit me with your best shot."
Izuku bites his lip, eyes darting around to look at anything except the pink haired woman before him. "I've never watched porn before or touched myself." He can feel his cheeks burning like molten lava as he examines his hands. "Todoroki says I should try it at least once. I'm hoping that maybe you would have some recommendations. I'm not completely ignorant about it, but I could use a point in the right direction." Izuku feels even more stupid when he says it out loud.
For the next hour and a half, Ashido gives him plenty of directions, answering all of his questions and making jokes to ease his tension. How has he never realized that she is so cool and easy to chat with?
"Mina, I need to change something about my appearance. I feel so stagnant. What do you think about me getting my hair cut?" He sips from his third cup of coffee as she scrutinizes his appearance.
"What about a piercing? What about both? It could fit all of your jobs too! Edgy barista? Check. Carefree DJ? Check. Badass tattoo artist? Check. It would be perfect." She concludes as she claps her hands together.
Izuku considers her words and decides he is feeling a little ballsy. "Will you come with me?"
Mina seems surprised yet eager to receive the invitation. "Of course, I will!"
Izuku: Do you have any openings today?
Hitoshi: Why? Have someone for me to poke?
Izuku: Yes. Me.
Hitoshi: You sure?
Izuku: Positive. Won't trust anyone else but you.
Hitoshi: I'm flattered. Where am I poking you? One or more?
Izuku: More.
Izuku: [MMS Sent]
Hitoshi: [MMS Received]
Hitoshi: Can do. Are you going through a life crisis?
Izuku: Thanks. More like life change.
Hitoshi: When will you be here?
Izuku: 30 minutes.
Hitoshi: I'll be waiting.
"Shinsou can fit me in this morning," Izuku says to Ashido.
"You're a man who gets things done. I like that."
The walk to One for All is filled with Mina's light chatter about the party and piercings which she apparently has several of below her neckline. The autumn air is crisp and chilly on their faces as leaves crunch loudly under their shoes. It's funny how time seems to fly.
The bell over the door to the shop tinkles as they enter and Toshinori looks surprised to see him. "Young Midoriya, did you forget that it's your day off?"
Izuku smiles with amusement. "No, I didn't forget. I'm here so Shinsou can poke some holes in my face."
"Oh! That is quite the turn of events then." He does all of the necessary paperwork and payment before Shinsou emerges from the back.
"Ashido Mina this is Shinsou Hitoshi," Izuku introduces the two as they follow him back to the piercing room.
"I like your hair," Mina says as she settles into the guest's chair and looks around the room.
The corner of Hitoshi's mouth quirks up almost imperceptibly. "I was just about to tell you the same thing."
"Thank you, that's so sweet of you!"
Shinsou nods at her politely before turning to Izuku and putting on his professional front. "You're absolutely sure about this?" Nod. "Eyebrow, septum, lip, and both ears?" Another nod. "I'll walk you through the sizes and placements and all the other fun stuff to know. You aren't going to pass out on me, right?"
"Really 'Toshi? Mama didn't raise a bitch." Izuku fakes an offended look at his friend.
"We will find out if that is true or not."
None of them seemed to hurt as bad as Izuku had originally guessed they would. The worst in his opinion was the septum piercing.
"Ice is your best friend today and maybe a little bit tomorrow too. Keep them clean per the printed care instructions and DO NOT fiddle with them," Shinsou explains, slapping Izuku's hand away from his nose. He turns to Ashido. "Will I ever get the pleasure of poking you?"
"Anytime you want to," she answers, blushing slightly.
"I can't believe my innocent virgin ears just heard both of you hitting on each other," Izuku says as Ashido leads him to her favorite salon.
"Why? He seems like a decent guy," she reasons, holding the door open for him.
"Thank you. Hitoshi is great, he is just a loner most of the time. Whatever works for both of you though. I don't judge," he says with a shrug as the smell of salon shampoo tickles his nose.
"Mina my babe, is that you I hear?" A voice says suddenly. Izuku looks around for the source and finds no one.
"It is me, Darling!" Mina shrieks back in answer.
"Who's your friend?" The invisible person asks.
Ashido nudges him to speak. "I'm Deku."
The invisible person becomes visible as she stalks out of a room in the back. She is tan and almost appears glowing, her long brown hair is pulled up into a messy bun on top of her head, and her brown eyes are shining brightly. "As in the DJ?" She looks between the both of them as they nod at the same time. "Oh yeah! I love dancing to your music at Fire and Ice, it is so good," she gushes enthusiastically.
Deku bows his head humbly before saying, "be sure to stop by during the block party. DJ Earphone Jack and I are working together to bring everyone something new and exciting."
"I'll be there. How rude of me. I'm Hagakure Tooru by the way. What brings you in today?"
"Deku here needs a new hairstyle," Mina says excitedly.
"Well let's not waste any more time then. To the chair with you."
When the bedroom door opens, Izuku is thankful that he is hiding under his blanket with an ice pack pressed to his eyebrow which seems to be the most swollen of all his new piercings. He and Mina had parted ways once they went back to the house and he grabbed an ice pack before calling his mom to confirm that she was still expecting him today. Being a kind son to her, he did inform her of the recent changes to his appearance. As expected, she told him she stands with him no matter what. The only thing he hadn't taken into consideration in his excitement high was his boyfriend. What was he going to think?
"Are you awake, Midoriya?"
Oh boy. "Nope, I am most definitely asleep."
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm okay. I'll be leaving soon to go to my mom's house for the night."
His bed dips as Todoroki sits down by his legs. "I know. I know what time of year it is."
"I made some drastic decisions this morning, Shouto." Anxiety curls in his gut and a sheen of cold sweat covers his body.
"Would you like to share them with me?"
"What if you hate them? What if you decide to leave me? I should've talked to you first, but I was so excited."
"I'm not going anywhere. Please, Izuku. I want to know."
Ever so slowly, Izuku pulls the blanket off of his face and sits up into the light. "Holy shit," Shouto whispers.
"Yep." Deku starts to bite his lip and hisses at the sensitivity there, quickly releasing it. "What do you think?"
"The undercut suits you really well. Those piercings make your level of sexiness go from 1,000% to 1,000,000%. I'd love to kiss you but I'm sure you're sore, so I'll wait. When you feel better though, you better watch your back and your lips," Shouto says in a low voice. He kisses Izuku on the cheek. "Can I please run my fingers through your hair?"
Midoriya's cheeks are hot as he nods, sighing when Shouto's long fingers caress through the short, shaved hair at the back of his head. Izuku rests his forehead against his boyfriend's, his thumb stroking Shouto's jawline before slipping his hand into his bi-colored hair. "Kiss me softly?" He breathes against Shouto's lips.
"Are you sure?" Nod. "Yes." Their lips press together lightly and Izuku feels complete, finally.
Inko had sat through all of Izuku's thrilling tales about the Halloween party and the hair cut as well as the piercings. He even confessed about his relationship status with Todoroki. She took all of it in stride, telling him that she would support him in all of his choices.
And that is why, as he sits at his father's grave, praying to him, he doesn't feel uneasy or ashamed. He knows his father would agree with his mom which brings him comfort despite the silent tears that make tracks down his cheeks. It is said that time heals all wounds and yet Izuku disagrees. There is still a deep void in his heart and soul from his dad's death. All he can do is continue to push onward.
The visit with his mom ends too quickly and soon enough he finds himself back on the front porch of the college house as the sun sets behind him. Back to the grind.
Things go back to normal on Tuesday and Izuku finds himself occupied by a new train of thought. It makes him tense and he blushes every time he thinks about it which seems to be often. He hasn't tried masturbating yet. Opting to start with porn, he lays down on Tuesday nights and hops from video to video and category to category. Much to his surprise, his cock becomes harder and harder with each video, clear precum soaking into his boxers. As he begins snaking his hand down his body under the blanket, Shouto enters the room and Izuku aborts his mission, staying uncomfortably hard for much too long, but he eventually calms down.
By early evening on Wednesday, Izuku is frustrated and fuming. If his boyfriend isn't walking in on him throughout the day, then his mother is calling or Ochako is paying him a visit.
Stomping into the kitchen for some juice, Izuku finds Katsuki and Iida eating at the island. With a huff he says, "can I ask you both a personal question?"
"Yes, you may, Midoriya," Iida says firmly as Kacchan nods.
"How do you get privacy to masturbate?"
"The shower," they answer in unison and then both of them laugh together.
"Ugh, I'd really prefer my first time to be in the comfort of my own bed." He catches himself too late and turns to see both of his friends gaping at him.
"First time? Really?" Iida asks, breaking the awkward silence.
"Uh yeah, unfortunately. Every time I get ready to do it or I'm in the middle of doing it, Shouto comes in and ruins it. I know he's my boyfriend, but I mean, it's a personal thing." He looks between them, feeling uneasy.
"Listen close, Nerd. It is a sin that you have never touched yourself completely. Iida and I are going to run some pass interference for you and keep Todoroki at bay. I know he'll be coming through the door soon so go get to work. We will buy you some time so use it well. Go," Kacchan says forcefully and Izuku wastes no precious seconds going to his room and locking the door.
He is naked and pulling up his favorite videos in the matter of a minute. Focusing in on the action playing on his phone screen has his cock hardening steadily and he coats his hand in lube as Mina had suggested. When he wraps his hand around it he gasps in a breath.
Slowly, he starts to work his hand up and down his length, fingers barely touching around his girth. He tests out different pressures until he finds one he likes and then he tries out various wrist movements and stroking patterns. Once he is comfortable with everything, Izuku hones his attention back to the porn playing on his phone. Getting antsy, he turns the volume up and immediately notes that it was the right thing to do.
Two guys are going at it hard, but it's the sounds of the guy on top moaning while the guy on the bottom is begging for more that really get him going. Izuku's cock twitches in his hand as an unfamiliar heat rapidly blazes to life and grows in his lower abdomen. Part of him wants to turn away from the feeling, but the better part of his brain pushes him forward. His hand moves as fast as it can go on his throbbing member as his toes curl. He can still hear the dirty words and lewd sounds coming from the speaker of his device which as now been dropped to the bed in favor of that hand gripping the sheets below him. The spring coiling in his gut snaps making Izuku's back go rigid while his vision flashes white. He throws his head back into his pillow. "OH, FUCK ME DADDY!" He screams as pleasure wracks his body, wave after wave washing over him rapidly. He doesn't get to bask in the glory of his first orgasm for very long though. A stripe of his cum splatters into his hair, into his eye, into his nose, and into his mouth.
Frozen in confusion, it takes his lust addled mind time to comprehend exactly what just happened. And then the burning starts. He panics and then panics more when there is a knock on his bedroom door. He jerks the sheet up around his body and, after unlocking the door, flings it open, throwing Ochako to the side with it. Somehow, he makes it to the bathroom in a few paces, slamming and locking the door behind him. He ignores Ochako's knocking and yells from the other side.
She finally gives up, going to search for help. It's an opportune moment when Iida, Bakugou, and Todoroki saunter in through the front door. "Guys! Something is wrong with Deku!" As they walk down the stairs, she explains about the yelling and him bolting to the bathroom and not responding to her. Bakugou and Iida share a look between them not caught by the other two.
Katsuki holds out an arm to stop Todoroki from knocking on the door, giving a shake of his head. "Hey nerd?" He asks through the door, smirking at the bedsheet caught in it.
Silence and then, "Kacchan?"
"No, it's Santa Claus. Have you been naughty or nice?"
"Naughty," he whispers so low that Katsuki almost misses it. "Are you alone? Can anyone else hear us?"
"Hold on." He turns to the group and directs them into the kitchenette, glaring at them if they even breathe wrong. Going back to the door he says, "we will keep whispering even though they are away. What happened?"
"Kacchan, I need you to be honest with me here. Will I really go blind if I keep masturbating?"
"Hah? Where did you hear that?"
"Your mom said it to my mom once. That's why I haven't done it before. My mom said it to me in a very serious way and swore she wasn't lying, Kacchan." He sounds so innocent and stressed out.
It takes everything in Katsuki not to laugh. Clearing his throat, he answers, "no you're a dork, that won't happen ever. Why do you ask?" The answer is an incoherent mumble. "Can't hear you."
The door cracks open just enough to reveal a wide, emerald eye and a flushed cheek. "I got it in my eye." Izuku sounds mortified.
"Got what in your-" Katsuki cuts himself off as realization dawns on him. "At least it wasn't your dominant eye." Then he is laughing, uncontrolled and unrestrained as Izuku keeps staring at him in horror.
Once Bakugou catches his breath and the last chuckles subside, he tells Izuku to reel in the rest of the sheet and he will get him some clothes. Upon returning he passes them through the crack in the door and tells the embarrassed boy he turned off the porn that was still playing on his phone.
Izuku closes the door and slides down to the floor. What in the hell is going to tell everyone else?