Being a hero is a full time job. Midoriya had gotten bagels, but on his way home, he heard a scuffle going on. Peering down an alley, it looked like a group of thugs were bullying some guy. With a sigh, he set the bagels down, heading over to see what was going on.

What turned out to be a scuffle turned into four more rescues that morning. Midoriya was only on call, he wasn't even supposed to be working today, didn't even have his phone on him. He really just wanted to get back home and have breakfast with his husband. He had snuck out without telling Bakugou where he was going. He figured he would have been back by now, cozied up on the couch with coffee and warm bagels, his husband by his side…

Now the bagels were cold and stale, he was covered in sweat, and it was nearing lunch time. His patience was gone after apprehending another set of thugs. And what was taking the damn cops so long?

"Ah! Deku!" a photographer yelled, rushing towards him.

Midoriya sighed, holding the thugs with one hand, his stale bagels in the other.

"Please step aside," Midoriya said, "I am waiting for the police to get here so I can go home."

"Do you have a comment about seeing your husband kissing someone else last night at the gala?" the reporter asked.

"Dude! You let your husband kiss other people?" the thug asked.

Midoriya growled and slammed the thugs head into the wall. "That was a warning!" Midoriya growled.

"About those pictures!" the reporter kept on- but Midoriya was ignoring him. He was sick of the media and all this shit. Sure, he played nice and smiled for them, but his patience was wearing thin. He saw the cops coming, and pushed the reporter out of the way as they cuffed and put the thugs in the car.

"Thank you!" Midoriya said, clapping the top of the squad car. Once he turned, the reporter was still there.

"Deku! A word! Please!" the man shouted.

Midoriya got in his face and snarled. "If you want to keep coming at me for shit my husband didn't do, you will be in a worse position than that damn thug! That was not Kacchan! Now get out of my face!"

The man jumped back, but was still taking pictures. Midoriya yelled and turned on his heels. So much for a nice breakfast, he needed new bagels that weren't stale. The bakery was a few blocks away, and of course he ran into more trouble as he made his way there.

He found a man pick pocketing people- so he had to slam him into a wall, and wait once more for the cops.

"All I wanted was damn bagels and a morning with my husband!" he spit at the man, watching as the jewelry and money dropped out of the man's bag onto the sidewalk. "Now I'm out here working on my morning off and my damn bagels are stale!"

It seems as if the partner of the pick-pocketer saw what was happening and thought he could jump in and save his friend. Midoriya slammed the bag of stale bagels against the man's face- knocking him out cold.

"At least some good came from these stale bagels," Midoriya grumbled.

"YES!" Leadie screamed into the phone. "I need ten ultra durable large futons! And no , you don't need to know why! What you need to do is make them able to withstand more than one night!"

"But… but ma'am! We have sent you the best on the market!" the man on the other end of the phone stammered.

"Well make one to withstand the Wonder Duo!" she screeched and hung up.

Why was this her life?

Bakugou was laid out on the charred futon, wondering why this was all happening to him. He allowed himself to wallow in his own pity party for a moment. Somehow, being content had welcomed nothing but fuckery at him.

He kept looking through those damn photos online, seeing the hate being thrown at him. He had to wonder why no one was bashing Draganeire in all this. He was the one getting all the flack, and not one damn word about Draganeire in all this.

Oh wait- there was one.

One out of thousands. How the hell did this happen?

Where the hell was Midoriya?

It was the world against his bagels- Midoriya was certain of it. Of all the times to leave his phone at home. He really thought it was going to be a quick five minute trip and he didn't need to worry.

Yet- another apprehension, and he was madder than hell. One for All pulsed through him as he restrained this good for nothing bad guy.

"You are ruining my morning!" Midoriya screamed. "All I wanted was a fucking bagel and some dick!"

People around him stared, but he didn't care anymore. Next time he was definitely going to just have delivery. As he was holding this guy, another jerk ran by them, holding a stolen purse.

"Oh for fuck sake!" Midoriya yelled, throwing the one guy over his shoulder as he took off after the purse snatcher. "Do you idiots coordinate your dumb shit?" he yelled, grabbing the other guy with his free hand- bagels long forgotten as he slammed him to the pavement. Throwing the other guy off his shoulder, he piled him on top the first guy, then sat on their backs.

There were bystanders all over. Smiling sweetly at one of the women, he asked to use her phone. "May I use your phone to call the cops? I left mine at home," he batted his lashes and saw the girl about melt into a puddle as she handed him her phone. Calling the cops, Midoriya kicked his heel into one of the guy's backs. Served them right.

"Yeah, I got two more," Midoriya said.

Bakugou had to leave the bedroom. It smelled like stale sex and burnt linen. It reminded him of Midoriya. He was in a downward spiral of his own doing right now- and he longed to see those big dopey green eyes.

Making a call- he wanted to find his husband.

"Oi! Katsuki! What's up?" Kirishima said.

"Is Deku over there?" he asked.

"Why would he be?" Kirishima asked. "What did you do this time?"

"Why do you always assume it's me who is fucking up?" he asked.

"Because it is always you," Kirishima said.

"Listen… Draganeire posted some fake pictures from last night and I think Deku might have seen them."

"Dude… that ex of yours needs a damn life."

"Don't I know it."

"But if I see Midoriya, I'll tell him to call you."

Bakugou sighed. Where the hell was that nerd? He tried Uraraka.

"Katsuki! I am going to blast your balls off!" Uraraka screamed into the phone.

Ok- she had seen the pictures. "Those pictures aren't me… look closer at them! I was with Deku the entire night! And I'm assuming he isn't over there with you?"

The line went quiet and then Uraraka was clicking her tongue. "Well that looks like you… but at the same time not…"

Sighing. "I fucking told you!"

"But no, Deku isn't here. You don't even know where he is?!"

He hung up. There was no way he was calling Midoriya's mom. He did not need that wrath.

Japan's Sweetheart spotted on a rampage downtown after pictures of Ground Zero circulate with his ex.

Last night, our Sweetheart received the Plus Ultra award. He is one of Japan's most beloved heroes, though his happiness was short lived as photos emerged of his husband Ground Zero and pro hero Draganeire in compromising positions.

From what the police have reported, Deku solely captured over twelve bad guys within the morning hours. Bystanders report Deku was short tempered, and at one point slammed a thugs head with a bag of bagels.

Could it be our Sweetheart is taking his heartbreak out onto the streets? Usually Deku wears a smile- but from what witnesses say, he was not looking happy with this morning's antics.

After some tweets from Draganeire- who still maintains the marriage of the Wonder Duo is fake, he states that the pictures are real, and that the marriage is a scam. Draganeire claims the Wonder Duo only married to raise their statuses, and live merely as roommates.

This is not the first time Draganeire has made claims against the duo- insisting that Deku had broken his foot after he threatened to expose the Wonder Duo true relationship status.

One has to wonder after Deku's actions this morning, coincidentally after the compromising pictures of his husband were published- which story is true?

Midoriya sighed as he saw the line for the bakery. It was long as hell, and his stomach was growling. Why was getting bagels so damn hard? Tapping his foot, he looked down the side of the line- this was going to take forever.

But he also knew how much Bakugou loved bagels in the morning. Ok, he could wait a few more minutes. If it was for Bakugou- it was worth it.

He would get his bagels, get home, and enjoy what was left of his day with his husband.

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When Midoriya got back, he saw Bakugou sitting on the couch, holding his tux jacket and staring at his phone. There was something dark surrounding Bakugou as he sat there, something gloomy.

It took a moment, and Bakugou lifted his head, seeing him. "Deku!" Bakugou yelled, jumping up. "The pictures-"

Midoriya held up his hand. "I know, it wasn't you."

Bakugou looked confused, then realized he was holding Midoriya's tux jacket. A spark in his hands and the jacket was incinerated. "Then where the fuck were you?! I woke up and you were gone and these pictures were everywhere and-"

Midoriya giggled as he kissed Bakugou quiet. It smelled like bagels and charred fabric in their flat. Pulling back, he held up the bag. "I got us fresh bagels for breakfast… and got caught up doing some hero work." Then he looked down at the ruined jacket. "Was that really necessary?"

Bakugou looked confused again, then it hit Midoriya. Was Bakugou afraid of losing him? He saw how upset he was just now. Midoriya had gone out to surprise Bakugou, and he felt a slight sense of sadness seeing how much he was affected by this. Ok, he was wrong for leaving his phone behind and not telling him where he went. He was trying to do something good- and in the end it only upset Bakugou.

"Kacchan? Are you ok?" he asked, setting the bag of bagels down.

Bakugou tossed the charred jacket and stomped over to the couch. "Of course I'm ok!"

Midoriya already knew he wasn't. Moving over where Bakugou was, Midoriya climbed into his lap, kissing him. "I could tell immediately that it wasn't you in the photos."

"How?" Bakugou asked, his eyes softening for a moment. There was a relief that washed over him as Midoriya smiled and continued to give him soft kisses and wiggle in his lap.

Midoriya ran his hands through his hair, smiling down at him. "Easy, your bowtie was undone," another kiss, "making me want to jump you all damn night, and you are way sexier than that knock off extra."

Midoriya yelped when he was flipped and pressed into the couch cushions. Giggling as Bakugou kissed him- he wanted to reassure to his husband that he knew he would never cheat on him- or go back to some lowlife like Draganeire.

"Plus," Midoriya breathed, "I told you I never believed any of those lies from Draganbitchboy."

That caused Bakugou to kiss him even harder. Midoriya knew who Bakugou was- he was not a cheater or abuser- regardless what anyone said.

The problem was getting the public to understand what they both already knew.

"Never leave this fucking flat without your damn phone again!" Bakugou growled, kissing down his neck, making Midoriya giggle.

The bagels were forgotten- and had gone stale, again.

Notes:

(*≧∀≦)ﾉ Happy New Year!

Wishing everyone a Happy 2020! Thought I'd give a fun chapter to ring in the New Year with! Thank you all so much for your love and support on this!