Official Statement from the Wonder Duo's Publicist

"I would like to thank the public for their concern over Japan's Sweetheart, however I must inform everyone that the allegations that he is being abused or manipulated are absolutely not true. These ideas are being twisted and it's doing nothing but putting a black mark on Ground Zero's reputation. I can assure all of Japan that their Sweetheart is happy in both his work and his marriage. If by now you cannot figure out what is going on between the two, then I am unable to help you."

Midoriya had a day off ( their boss insisted, concerned over his injuries, though he was fine ). Making a quick run to the store as he was going to make dinner for when Bakugou got home, he found himself unable to stop smiling. It had been a night of pure bliss and he was wondering if he was dreaming or not.

They didn't sleep in Bakugou's room, as it still smelled like burnt wood and was inconveniently lacking a bed frame- but as he lay in his bed, with Bakugou's arms around him as he snored quietly, Midoriya had never been happier.

Reaching for some parsnips, Midoriya giggled to himself and was off in lalaland thinking about it all. The way he had been woken by kisses on his neck and Bakugou grinding against him. The way Bakugou would growl and grumble, making his chest rumble with it- fuck! Midoriya had it bad.

This was how he imagined his marriage would be- Bakugou bitching over his coffee being too weak, but still kissing his cheek after he drank it. Midoriya knew words were not Bakugou's strong point, and he loved the way Bakugou was so protective over him after the incident downtown- demanding he be seen at the infirmary- he felt his body warming at the thought.

He hated how everything was being twisted. That damn ex of Bakugou's had really done a number on his reputation.

They had both woken to their ranks jumping. Midoriya's favor rising to the top, as Bakugou's favor continued to fall.

If only they saw what he saw and stopped letting the bullshit and rumors cloud their judgement.

His body was sore- in such a wonderful way. Humming to himself, he grabbed a few more things for dinner then went to check out.

Bakugou had been called out to assist on a rescue mission. The villain was already taken down, but Midoriya knew how tiresome and exhausting this all could be.

He swore the sun was shining even brighter as he made his way out of the store. Smiling and heading back home, he was all of a sudden surrounded by cameras and people throwing questions at him.

"Are you ok?"

"Is Ground Zero manipulating you?"

"We can get you to a safe house!"

"Can we get a statement?"

"Have you seen your new ranking since yesterday?"

"Are you fully healed now?"

"Do you know you almost beat All Might's record for single handed rescues in one attack?"

Midoriya always did well with the press when their questions were geared towards his hero duties, but the few that were not really started to get under his skin. Turning to the couple of reporters who were only out to get dirt on them and not a real story, Midoriya pressed his lips thin. Reaching out he took the camera from the one guy who dared asked him if he was being manipulated and crushed it in his hand. He let his quirk roll over his body and pulse out.

Everyone stopped and gasped. The way Midoriya's hair flowed around him as his body shook, he was letting all of his quirk surface.

"Let me ask you something," Midoriya said, slowly and calmly. "Do you really think if I was being… what was the word you said… manipulated! Would my ranking be where it was? Do you doubt my efforts as a hero so much even though you have clear evidence of my strength?"

"But Deku! We saw Ground Zero hauling you away and not allowing you to talk!" the reporter next to him exclaimed.

"Did it never occur to you that maybe he was concerned for his husband? Did you have any idea I was even injured?" Midoriya asked, "Or did you just want a story you could twist how you saw fit and drag his favor down in the process?"

More questions came flying at him, but Midoriya continued to glare at the few who were making Bakugou look bad. Stepping up to the one guy- his groceries still in one hand, Midoriya poked at his chest.

"Yanno… maybe if you were being properly satisfied at home, you wouldn't be out here trying to destroy other people's characters!" Midoriya hissed, then turned on his heels and started to walk home. Turning to look over his shoulder- he gave his best smile. "And by the way- the bed was broken because we were having sex! The marks on Bakugou weren't from a fight but from us fucking! So if you want to do something useful, send us a new bed frame!" With a wave, a smile, and a giggle, he skipped back home.

He was not going to let this sour his mood. He was planning a delicious dinner for his husband, and he hoped to get laid later.

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"Seriously guys!" Kaminari laughed, walking out to their balcony which now hosted not only Bakugou's broken bed frame- but Midoriya's as well. "Did you ever think of hauling this shit away?"

"Who has the time?" Bakugou asked. They had been working nonstop,on call every day since Midoriya had stayed home to recover- and he was taking advantage of every moment he could get with that damn nerd. The weekend was finally here, and for once, the city was quiet, allowing them a rare moment to relax.

"So you guys just have your mattresses on the floor now?" Sero asked, walking between the two bedrooms. "Um… Midoriya, why is your mattress all charred to hell?"

Midoriya giggled. "Kacchan got carried away."

"Oh gross!" Kaminari whined, then Ashido giggled.

"They're worse than us!" Kirishima laughed, kissing Tetsutetsu on the cheek.

"Oh fuck off! All of you!" Bakugou growled. "Someone order the damn pizza!"

"Uraraka is bringing it over when she comes!" Ashido chimed.

"Fine, then I'm getting a damn beer," Bakugou growled.

"So is no one going to talk about how the fake marriage is now a real marriage?" Sero asked.

The room went silent and Bakugou noticed how Midoriya was blushing and smiling. Leaning into Ashido, she cooed and rubbed his hair back.

"Well I think it is sweet! Even if this flat does smell like a whore house," Ashido laughed.

"Yeah seriously guys, you need to air this place out," Kaminari laughed, opening a few windows.

"Well, what we need to do is have someone like Mei make them a bed that can withstand all this crazy love making!" Kirishima said, then came over, slapping Bakugou on his back. "And you might wanna get some concealer for all those marks on your neck! Damn, Midoriya! Never took you for a biter!"

Midoriya giggled again, then Bakugou's phone went off. Tossing it over to Midoriya, he let him answer Leadie's call.

"What?!" Midoriya squealed then hung up his phone. "WHO HAS MY PHONE?!"

Bakugou looked and saw it in Kaminari's hands- and a very satisfying grin on his face.

Both of them rushed Kaminari, tackling him to the ground- but in the end it was Ashido who got ahold of his phone.

"Let's see!" Ashido chimed. "On Midoriya's main blog it says… 'Ask the web- where can I find a bed that will withstand all the power of Ground Zero…" she stopped and giggled. "Pound Zeroing my ass!"

"Ohmygod!" Uraraka yelled as she came into the flat. "Deku! What the hell is this on your blog!?"

"I'm gonna kill this fucking Pikachu!" Bakugou screamed.

Official Statement from the Wonder Duo's Publicist

"It seems as if one of the accounts of my clients, pro hero Deku, had been hacked. Measures have been taken to ensure this doesn't happen again. Any messages that might have come through last night were not those my client. We are also aware there have been some furniture mishaps as of late. Please be assured the Wonder Duo is doing well, and still serving our country to the fullest of their abilities."

If it was not one thing, it was another. Now they had companies sending them bed frames and mattresses so often, they had to beg them stop. Leadie was up to her neck juggling this new wave of media hitting them- and she was having to send a truck daily to collect the beds that were being donated to the 'Wonder Duo'.

Sitting back, she sighed as yet another truck pulled away with six brand new beds. She had encouraged the boys to remove the broken bedframes from the balcony- and to stop fucking using the balcony for those purposes- and keep two of the beds that could hopefully withstand their extracurricular activities.

Crying out, Leadie sat back in her chair and stretched her entire body. Of all the damn things to come over these two. She was used to bad press- but this?

Going through her mail, she saw an official invitation. Opening it up she smiled.

Her boys had been invited to the annual pro hero gala coming up- they were looking to give Midoriya an award.

Now her issue was getting Midoriya a decent tuxedo. She had seen his wardrobe and it needed a lot of help.

"Our sons are perverted heathens!" Mitsuki whined as she and Inko headed out to get brunch.

They had come to meet a couple times a week, and usually drinking far too much wine before they staggered back to their homes for a nap. She loved having a friend she could go out with.

Sitting together as she whined and bitched over the pictures of her son and broken bed frames, Inko sipped her wine and bit into her pastry.

It seemed like her son was really happy and this marriage was actually working.

"Did you see Izuku being all bad ass to those reporters!" Mitsuki exclaimed.

Inko smiled. Her son did have a bite when he needed too. She had wondered how long it would be til he snapped.

"Izuku always knew how to charm people," Inko added.

"I wish Katsuki would have figured that shit out!" Mitsuki growled, "That little gremlin is nothing but a walking disaster!"

Inko giggled as more wine was poured in their glasses.

A man walked over to their table and smiled at them. Inko felt a chill run down her spine as she glared at the man.

"Ah! If it isn't Ground Zero and Deku's mothers!" the man said. "Would you mind if I asked you some questions?"

"Fuck off!" Mitsuki growled. Inko giggled and sipped her wine some more. Mitsuki was just as bad with the media as her son was.

The man stepped back, offended. "I see this is where your son gets it. Bitch," he grumbled and turned to walk away.

"Excuse me?" Inko said, rising and smiling sweetly at the man. Walking over to him, she grabbed his hand, twisting his arm behind his back. With a bit more pressure she could snap his wrist. The man cried out and Inko just giggled as she held him. "No, you just said something really mean," Inko said, "And I think my friend needs an apology."

"What the hell?!" the man yelled.

"You just called my dear, sweet friend a bitch," Inko cooed, "And I think being the gentleman you are, you need to say you are sorry." A little more pressure and the man yelled out.

"I'm sorry!" he yelled.

Mitsuki giggled and sipped her wine. "I think he needs to buy us another bottle of wine too, don't you?!" Mitsuki exclaimed.

"Oh that would be nice!" Inko said, walking the man over to the register. "He would like to pay for our meal and wine!" Inko said, holding the man's hand and adding the tiniest bit of pressure. The man cried out.

"Yes! I'll pay!" he yelled.

Inko let go and patted his shoulder. "Good boy."

Moving back to her table, Mitsuki gave her a high five and filled their glasses.

Official Statement from the Wonder Duo's Publicist -

"Please respect the privacy of Ground Zero, Deku and their families. Thank you."