"Kacchan!" Midoriya giggled, pushing him away- but Bakugou wasn't having it. He figured maybe if he ruined this tux, then they could use one of the backups that Leadie had left them.

"Let me fuck this tux up!" he growled, leaning back in to kiss Midoriya, but a finger was placed at his lips. He could feel One for All pulsing through Midoriya's finger and fuck if that didn't make the crotch of his pants tight.

"Behave!" Midoriya giggled, then went to straighten out his jacket. It was the most hideous tux ever- but dammit, Midoriya wore it well. Once he smoothed out his jacket, Midoriya leaned in, brushing his lips over Bakugou's. "Just wait. After the gala, you can do whatever you want with me, and this jacket...!"

He was ready to throw Midoriya over his shoulder and just have his way with him, right here and right now. Screw this event and everything else. He didn't need to leave his flat ever again- or wear uncomfortable tuxes. Midoriya must have seen the look in his eyes as he jumped back. "I swear Kacchan! If we're late, Leadie is going to kill you!"

"You mean us?" he asked.

Another giggle and Midoriya shook his head. "Nope! She'll blame it all on you. You know this..."

He hated how right this damn nerd was.

As their car pulled up, he could see there were cameras everywhere. It was a damn red carpet event and he hated this shit. They hadn't even made it to the gala before he was unbuttoning his top button and undoing his bow tie. He felt like the damn thing was suffocating him, and Midoriya looking all stupidly cute next to him was not helping.

"Kacchan," Midoriya whined, leaning over to fix his bow tie.

"Shit is uncomfortable," he said, smacking his hand away.

"...you just look really fucking sexy like that," Midoriya whispered, his hand moving up his thigh as their lips met. Well fuck it, if they were going to fool around, might as well give the driver a show. He didn't care that he was in a car with a driver in the front seat- he didn't even notice when the car stopped. His attention was focussed on the soft lips pressed to his, and on how many different ways he could foul that horrible tux. The door was yanked open and Leadie screaming at them made him growl.

"You fucking knew we were almost here, didn't you?" he asked.

Midoriya kissed his cheek and climbed out of the car- looking over his shoulder as he winked. "Maybe."

It was chaos from there. Leadie led them down the red carpet, cameras flashing as they walked. They did their poses- Midoriya looking overly cute in his overly bad tux. Questions were being thrown at them, and thankfully, Leadie led them into the grand building and away from it all.

From what was chaos outside, turned maddening inside. There were reporters and television crews there, people being ushered around, directed where to go, and all Bakugou could do was hold Midoriya tight to his side so they wouldn't get separated.

"Fucking hate these things," he spit.

"It's not all that bad," Midoriya said, being ushered down a hallway and into a more open room where champagne and finger foods were being offered. Everything was lit up and decorated immaculately.

"You two mingle," Leadie hissed, probing one of her overly long fingers into Bakugou's side- he swore she made them extra sharp as she did. "And Katsuki! Behave!"

Midoriya giggled and Bakugou stopped growling when he felt Midoriya's warm hand in his.

All the top heroes seemed to be there. They saw a couple of their old classmates from UA, and heroes they worked with from time to time. Bakugou watched the way Midoriya smiled, and kept a hand on his arm as they made their rounds.

Personally, he would rather find his friends and sulk in a corner drinking champagne til it was time to leave. He wasn't into this kind of shit. He found himself more so watching Midoriya as he batted his lashes and laughed with everyone, than actually socializing himself

It was amazing to see the way he got along with so many different people. Bakugou just sipped his champagne and nodded his head- grunting an answer now and then when questions came his way.

"Kacchan! Let's go say hi to…" he was being pulled by Midoriya over to another group of people. That damn tux of Midoriya's shimmered and hit the light all the wrong ways. He swore if this was anyone else, he never would have allowed them out of his flat wearing something like this. What was this hold this damn nerd… shit, his husband had over him. It was making him soft.

"I'm gonna find the bathroom and get more champagne," he said, leaning down to kiss Midoriya's cheek- causing everyone around them to coo and drip hearts out their eyes.

"Can you get me another glass, too?" Midoriya asked, smiling over at him. He could see the pink in Midoriya's cheeks and knew he shouldn't drink much more.

"Yeah, but you're cut off after that," he said, then ruffled Midoriya's hair as he went to find the bathroom.

"Bakugou!" Kirishima called out, waving and breaking away from Tetsutetsu.

"Heading to the bathroom and getting more champagne," he said.

"I'll come with!" Kirishima said.

"Bring me back some champagne," Tetsutetsu said, moving over where Midoriya was, chatting with the group of people.

"Dude! This is some snazzy shit!" Kirishima laughed, wrapping his arm around his shoulder as they headed out.

"It's alright," Bakugou said. To him was just another party he had to be uncomfortable at.

"What's up with Midoriya's tux?" Kirishima laughed.

"Don't even fucking get me started," he groaned.

Draganeire smiled, standing with his date as the cameras went off around them. His date was all smiles, and rather plain to look at. That was good, nothing to stand out or take notice of. He would need to hang onto this little gem for a bit.

Making their way in, he knew the gala was starting soon- but he was not interested in participating in any of this. Checking in, he ushered his date down the hallway- keeping note of the reporters following the heroes around.

He wanted a place they would be seen, caught, and photographed.

Grabbing his date, he smiled sweetly. "Now do that thing you do that I love so much."

What this guy was able to do was mimic his looks to just about anyone. It was quite a dangerous quirk, and Draganeire was glad he had this twink at his disposal.

He got a chill as he watched his date's plain features turn hard, and eyes glare at him. It was not exact- as there were limits to his quirk, but it was good enough. If someone looked real close- they would easily see the differences.

He just wouldn't give them that chance.

Grabbing the back of wanna-be-Bakugou's head, Draganeire pressed him to the wall, kissing him deeply.

Now to keep making out til they got caught.

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All he ever wanted was that one picture he could sell so he could take a few days off from this miserable job. Always staking out ranking heroes homes in hopes of that one golden picture to sell and be able to pay rent with.

He definitely went into the wrong line of business.

As the photographer walked around the hallways, he debated moving back out into the sea of people, but he was tired of being pushed around.

What he wanted was to get into the gala.

But he was met with an incredibly large man glaring at him.

Rent was due in a week- and he was already behind on all his other bills. Shaking his head, he decided to hit the bathroom and go grab something to eat. Maybe if he waited til after the gala, he could get his golden shot of some drunken hero.

Then he heard what sounded like soft moans and lips smacking.

Turning down a hallway, there it was.

Draganeire and Ground Zero making out.

Wait… wasn't Ground Zero married to Deku?

Without thought, he grabbed his camera, snapping pictures as he got closer. That was when Draganeire yelled out, holding his hand out to shield them.

He did find it odd that Ground Zero didn't try to blast him- or better yet, yell at him. But it didn't matter- he got more pictures than he would ever need.

His rent was about to be paid for the rest of the month.

"I'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight to celebrate with us!" All Might said, his form small and meek- but still remaining their Symbol of Peace.

They had kept a close relationship with him over the years, and Bakugou held Midoriya tightly to his side as they watched their former teacher, and idol start his speech. Being one of the secret holders to Midoriya's and All Might's One for All always did make him feel special in a way, even if he wouldn't admit it. Holding Midoriya just a little bit tighter to his side, he had to wonder if them being together was fate playing games with them.

"I am honored tonight to be hosting this gala, one I attended as a pro hero for many years…" All Might continued.

He had a long speech, and Bakugou was eating every word he had to say. Leadie came and stood next to them, wrapping her long arm around his shoulder.

"This has been an amazing year in terms of heroes and everything you as heroes have done to keep our city, country and world at peace!" All Might boasted. "We have a special award for a special hero tonight. A hero who has always gone beyond the call of duty from day one and never slowed down. A hero who has been in the news lately for almost everything it seems," All Might stopped and chuckled for a moment. "I'd like to present this award to Izuku Midoriya, you all may know him as Japan's Sweetheart, or Deku as he's more commonly known. I know him as the young man I taught in UA, and the hero he is now. This award is for Outstanding Valor and being Plus Ultra in everything he does." Pausing, All Might winked over at them.

He could feel Midoriya freeze next to him, then start shaking. The room started to applaud, and Leadie leaned over, kissing Midoriya's cheek.

"Come up here Young Midoriya!" All Might cried out. "I don't care how old you get, you will always be Young Midoriya to me!"

Midoriya had gotten the Plus Ultra Award. An award that had always belonged to All Might, and no one else had ever received. Bakugou felt his chest swell with pride-and thought he would never admit he was a tab jealous, he knew Midoriya deserved it.

He just wished that nerd was not wearing such a hideous tux- not that All Might was dressed any better. Shaking his head, Bakugou knew it all made so much sense with those two.

Midoriya was at a loss for words, and all he could do was hug All Might, blush and bumble over his words- it was so Deku .

"Why don't you head to the back room with your husband," Leadie said, pushing him out of the crowd.

Another speaker came to the stage, and a few more awards were given out as more heroes were recognized for their deeds. He found Midoriya and All Might laughing as Midoriya beamed a bright smile, holding his award tightly.

"Yanno… I never would have believed I'd see the day you two were married," All Might said, then clapped his shoulder.

Midoriya got to laughing and Bakugou just shook his head. "If you only knew."

They had both drank a bit too much, and Leadie had to push them into their car. Bakugou was pulling Midoriya to him, sloppily kissing him as she closed the door. Shaking her head, she had a feeling she would be ordering a new futon come morning for those two.

Like damn rabbits in heat it was unreal how much those two drove on hormones alone. Imagine if they had gotten together through dating and the conventional way.

Actually, she did not want to think about it.

Her car arrived and she sighed as she sat back. Maybe with all this she could relax a little bit. At least those two behaved themselves tonight. Seeing Bakugou beam so proudly when Midoriya got his award meant so much to her. That was growth she never thought Bakugou would possess. It took someone like Midoriya to pull it out of him.

All Might was right- those two brought out the best in each other.

Pulling out her phone, she started going through her email. A lot of junk ads!- but then something caught her eye.

Subject: You'll want to see this before they do.

Opening it up, there were a few photos of Bakugou and Draganeire. Leadie stopped breathing for a moment. It looked to be taken tonight, but she kept Bakugou in sight the entire time. The only time he left the gala was to get drinks- and he was with Kirishima then.

Pursing her lips- something was up, and this wasn't going to be good.

"Driver, stop by the store," she said. She had a feeling she was going to need a lot of wine for this.