How did he get talked into this? Bakugo sighed as he carried his bag up to the hotel room. He couldn't argue that the hero convention wasn't something he was interested in, getting the chance to meet and greet different heroes and listen to panels was gonna be a good experience for all of them. What he didn't expect though, was Kirishima inviting Deku. It shouldn't have been that far out of an idea given the teen's love of heroes and Kirishima's love of making his friends happy.

The spiky redhead and Deku were ecstatic about the trip, and Bakugo was forced to listen to the two nerds ramble on about it the whole way to the hotel. At least there would be some peace and quiet in the actual hotel room. The room Kirishima had booked had two queen bedrooms and a pull out couch bed. So if the trio didn't want to, they wouldn't have to see each other at all aside from shared rides to and from the convention blonde put his bag over his shoulder and swiped the card key through the reader, opening the door for the students to enter. Much to his dismay, as the lights flickered to life, illuminating the room, it was nothing like Kirishima had advertised to him. "Oi, Shitty Hair, what the fuck is this?!"

A confused Kirishima stepped into the room behind Bakugo. The room before them was nothing like the room he booked. There was no kitchen, no "living room" and the only split off room was the bathroom. The large room before them had a mini fridge, a single dresser with a TV resting on top, a night stand on each side of a single king sized bed, and a small chair with a footrest in the corner and a desk on the opposite side of the room. "There must be some sort of mix up! I'll go downstairs and see if we were handed the wrong room key!"

Izuku put his things down on the desk across the room and opened the curtain. Down below their room, the indoor/outdoor pool reflected the setting sun's rays. The city view was nice in this lighting, the sunset casting dark shadows on the buildings creating silhouettes. He wanted to say something, but couldn't bring himself to, but the longer Kirishima was gone, the more awkward the silence got between the two of them. "S-so Kacchan, this is kind of neat huh? All of us are hanging out outside of school for once."

"Tch. Like I'm here for you, nerd. I'm only here because shitty hair wanted me to come so bad." His words dripped of venom, and Izuku couldn't help but cringe a bit. The two went back to their awkward silence until Kirishima returned to the room, a defeated look on his face.

"Well, it turns out I fucked up the reservations….And unfortunately this is the last available room since the convention is in town." The redhead didn't look either friends in the eye, knowing good and well the disappointment he would find.

Izuku walked forward and patted Kirishima on the shoulder, but before he could open his mouth to say it would be okay. Bakugo's calm voice shocked them both. "It's fine. I will take the chair. You two take the bed. We'll make it work. It's not like they will refund you this late anyway."

Kirishima's frown dissipated with those words and he hugged Bakugo. "Bro, you're the best! Now who wants to hit the pool since there are no events until tomorrow?" Izuku nodded eagerly and Bakugo just shrugged in agreement. "Let's make the best of this!"

After the three changed they took the elevator down to the lobby and searched for the pool exit. "Hey, Midoriya! Let's race! No quirks though!" And with that the two began their pool fun, while Katsuki sat in one of the chairs just watching the others have fun. The race turned into a flirty looking tickle war with Kirishima as the very one sided victor. Bakugo couldn't stand to watch anymore as Kirishima started walking around the water with Deku on his shoulders.

He jumped into the water himself but swam into the indoor portion of the pool and began doing laps. Anything to keep his mind off that stupid laugh. Kirishima and Izuku watched him go and sighed. "Kacchan really doesn't seem to want to be here. Is it because I'm here? Maybe I should have stayed on campus."

"Midoriya, no! He'll come around. I just don't think he gets out too often with friends."

Katsuki couldn't help but frown at the truthfulness in that. But why would he want to be out with all the extras? It's not like he enjoyed most of their company. School was enough. Aside from his Bakusquad of Kaminari, Kirishima, and Sero, he didn't really bother being around most of them. Without a word to the others, he grabbed a towel, dried off enough to enter the building and started walking to the room, until he found a gym room. Swimming was great exercise, but right now… he wanted something a little more intense, and here he couldn't hear Deku having the time of his life with his best friend.

He couldn't stand how upset it made him to see his childhood friend happy with other people. Especially when so obviously being flirted with by Kirishima. Geez, the freckled idiot was dense. When he moved to the bikes, he noticed he had a view of the pool and couldn't help but glance down. Kirishima had pinned Deku in the corner, his legs wrapped tightly around the verdette's waist as Deku was red in the face and laughing as he tried to get free. Katsuki's stomach dropped, and suddenly he didn't feel like exercising anymore. Unsure of why it made him so angry, he decided to go up and shower then just watch tv.

When the others finally came up, Katsuki appeared to be asleep, the tv still on from an old interview on All Might. Izuku offered Kirishima the first shower, and sat on the floor in front of the bed, his body dripping slightly from the pool water. Bakugo couldn't help but glance at Izuku as the hero fan absorbed the interview even though he probably viewed this same one millions of times prior. The words "Next, it's your turn" played and both boys were filled with a sense of guilt. A sniffle came from Izuku on the ground, and Katsuki decided to let off the sleeping act. He rubbed his eyes slightly, groaned and plopped onto the floor by the crying teen. "Fuck. Oi, nerd. Stop that shit."

Izuku stared holes into the floor, trying not to let Kacchan see his red eyes. "It's not fair." Katsuki felt the pang in his chest as Izuku shattered before him. The running water was still going strong in the shower, but still the holder of one for all lowered his voice. "I wasn't a worthy successor. He should have chosen someone else. I'm next, but what have I done? It's been three years since I received his quirk, and aside from-"

Katsuki bumped Izuku with his shoulder, probably harder than he should have. "He's gone now, Deku. He made his decision, and he didn't regret it. And we are still in school. Third years sure, but we haven't had as many chances to prove ourselves as pros. You'll get there, and just know I will always be a step ahead of you. So try to keep up with me."

Izuku nodded, then leaned his head onto the blonde's shoulder. The explosive teen couldn't help but jump at the contact. A light crimson dusted his cheeks as he turned away from Deku, doing his best not to push him away while he cried silently. The water slowed before halting, signaling Izuku to move. "T-thanks, Kacchan. Sorry I woke you."

Katsuki couldn't help but scowl as Izuku's warmth left his side. "Don't mention it, nerd. Oi, shitty hair. I'm gonna go pick up food. What do you want?"

Kirishima walked around the corner, a white towel around his shoulders, and a pair of loose fitting Crimson Riot pajama pants. "Uh, a double cheeseburger. EXTRA MEAT."

Bakugo shook his head then looked to Deku. "I'll grab you some Katsudon."

Deku flushed but nodded enthusiastically. "That'd be great. Thanks, Kacchan."

—

When it got late and the group retired to their respective "beds", Kirishima busied himself texting, Bakugo sat in the chair headphones in listening to rock music, and Izuku couldn't help but stare at Kacchan. Kirishima passed out almost instantly after finally putting his phone down, and Izuku got up and walked over to Bakugo who had been tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable for a while now. "U-um, Kacchan?"

His green eyes were quickly met with glowing crimson. "What do you want?" He half snarled. It was way too late for talks with Deku.

"U-um… I-I was gonna ask. I mean- I noticed you are really uncomfortable. So, uh- M-maybe the bed would be more comfy?" If it wasn't pitch black, both teens would have seen the red tinge frosting their cheeks.

"I'm not taking your spot, nerd. I'm used to-"

"N-not taking my spot. Just the bed is huge, a-and there is plenty of room for all of us. There is no reason any of us should have to be uncomfortable this weekend." He bit his lip when Bakugo didn't immediately yell at him. 'Uncomfortable hell. I'm way passed that already.' Katsuki thought to himself. He felt like a third wheel already on this trip. "U-um, Kacchan? S-so do you want to or-?"

'Oh yeah, there was a fucking question.' He looked to the bed for a moment then sighed. It's not like they hadn't shared a bed before. They used to all the time as children. "Fine. Beats that shitty ass chair anyway. I call the edge though."

Deku crawled back into bed and began moving the pillows around to allow for all three of them. Surprisingly it held the three of them without them touching, however… they were fairly close, and the thought of that had Izuku's heart pounding, and his hands shaking slightly. Why was this so awkward? Bakugo had turned on his side and let his music drift him to sleep, which left Deku. Staring up at the ceiling he was too anxious to sleep. Given the proximity of his friends, and the events they would experience the next day. His thoughts raced. His eyes finally fluttered shut just before sunrise.

Bakugo awoke to a note in front of him from shitty hair and a breath on the back of his neck. Chills ran down his spine, and he tried his best to keep from screaming at the boy pressed against his back. "Fucking damn it, Deku." He said under his breath while moving away slowly to avoid waking him. His face was almost as red as his crimson eyes. He argued with himself that his body was just reacting normally because of the morning. It had nothing to do with the proximity of Deku to him. Why the fuck would he even have to think that? He wasn't attracted to Deku. No.

As he stood, he made the mistake of looking at the sleeping figure. Losing the warmth from Bakugo, Izuku curled into himself slightly. His hair was tossed everywhere, and Katsuki found himself wanting to run a hand through it, to see if it was as soft as it looked. He looked so peaceful, so- 'NO.' Katsuki shook his head and went to shower. He obviously wasn't awake enough for this.

—

Later at the actual convention, Katsuki couldn't help but feel his stomach do uncomfortable flips when Deku dragged Kirishima from panel to panel by the hand. The blonde kept back a few steps, keeping his hands in his pockets and making sure to busy himself checking out his boots. He didn't understand why all this bothered him so much. It wasn't like Deku was his. Fuck, was that something he even wanted? Since when? Deku always followed him as a kid. He even followed him into U.A. when all he did was be mean to him. He always came after him when he was in danger...even when told not to. When did he start wanting that attention?

Eventually the panels overlapped. This was his chance. Kirishima was off to see a Crimson Riot one, while Deku and Bakugo planned on going to see an AllMight Memorial. "You sure you're up for going to this. You know they are gonna play that video."

Izuku cringed thinking how pathetic he was when it played in the hotel room. "I- I'm not sure. I want to try, but- It's been six months, Kacchan. He was like a dad to me the past few years… How long does it take to be okay again? Especially knowing I'm a fail-" Bakugo's hand covered Izuku's mouth.

"Don't you fucking finish that statement." HIs fiery red eyes glared daggers at the hero. "You and I have looked up to him our whole lives. Now let's go make sure these extras give him a decent memorial."

Izuku nodded solemnly. "You're right Kacchan. The least we can do for him is go…This is the whole reason we came after all." Katsuki grabbed Izuku's wrist and started pulling him towards their destination. "K-Kacchan? W-what are you-"

"Just shut up and come on, or we are gonna miss the beginning."

—

When they made it back to the hotel, Kirishima had gone to sleep early, but Deku said he wanted some air. Bakugo sat with his phone for what felt like hours. He glanced at the empty spot in the middle of the bed and sighed as he threw on a clean shirt and went to look for his childhood friend. He checked outside the hotel, by the pool, in the gym area and after not finding him in any of those locations he started to panic. He picked up his phone, scrolled to Deku's name and text. Where the fuck are you?

He stared at the screen as a … indicated the other boy was replying. Stairwell. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Bakugo started from the lobby and worked his way up to the floor below theirs. He was out of breath from running. "Fresh air, my ass." He said jokingly when he reached the disheveled teen. Deku looked so defeated, curled up like a child holding his knees.

"Why aren't you asleep?" He asked, exhaustion clear in his voice.

"I could ask you the same thing. You think when you don't come back, that I wouldn't go looking for you?" Deku just shrugged in response. "Well, here I am. So do you need a minute or can we go back to the room?" Katsuki slid down the wall beside Izuku and lifted his arm in welcome.

Izuku looked at Katsuki quizzically before leaning in and letting Katsuki hold him. "Why are you doing all this? You hate me. I'm starting to hate myself, too." Bakugo flicked the green haired boy in the forehead.

"Dumbass, I don't hate you." He rubbed the other's back gently. "Let's go outside for some real air." Deku nodded in response and the two got up and made their way to the base of the hotel. Outside was lit gently in moonlight with stars shining brightly in the sky. The green haired boy seemed to relax a little once outside, and a comfortable silence encased them as they walked around the building a few times. Finally Bakugo spoke up. "So… You and Shitty Hair, huh?"

Deku's head whipped around to face him. "What are you talking about?" Eyebrows raised and with confusion painting his face, Izuku stopped walking.

Bakugo released a sigh, very unlike his normal frustrated toned sighs, but more defeated. "I saw you guys in the pool. The way you've been tugging him around. If you guys were gonna get together, I don't get why Kirishima invited me."

"Get together? Me and Kirishima? N-no! That wasn't- W-we aren't- We both like other people!" Deku waved his arms defensively before him. "We are just good friends! That's all!" The nerd's mumbling normally would have driven Bakugo mad, but the weight Deku's words lifted off his chest made it worth it. "I've liked someone else for a long time."

When piercing ruby orbs searched for soft emeralds, Bakugo was disappointed to find the nerd looking away from him and studying the cracks in the pavement. There was a long pause before Izuku unglued his stare from the ground. The spiky haired teen bit his tongue instead of asking whom. There were plenty of people he could see Deku with, but he couldn't help the pain all those thoughts caused him. "Hmm. Well, I hope they can get you out of this depressed shit, because it's getting old."

Deku's cheeks flushed. "You already have helped. A lot more than you could possibly know, Kacchan." Green eyes finally locked with crimson, and his hands shook at his side.

Bakugo released a breath he didn't realize he was holding in and stepped towards Izuku. He wasn't sure what took over him at that moment, but before he had time to think, he moved in and kissed Deku. He pushed his childhood friend against the side of the hotel and pinned him against the wall, pulling away just for a moment to take in the shocked look on Izuku's face. He paused until the green haired teen wrapped his arms around Katsuki's waist then continued his assault on Deku's lips.

He took Izuku's bottom lip and bit gently, causing the other boy to gasp, creating an opening for his tongue to invade Deku's mouth. Their tongues danced together, the smaller boy moaning before Katsuki pulled away for air. "Deku, be mine." Izuku couldn't help but laugh lightly. Katsuki's question was more of a command, but not one he planned to argue at all.

Izuku answered the taller boy with a small nod and nuzzled his head into the other's chest. "I've always been yours, Kacchan."

"Damnit, Deku." Katsuki grabbed Izuku's hand and proceeded to drag him towards the locked pool area.

"K-kacchan, w-where are we going? You know we can't swim after 9. The pool lo-".

Izuku's argument was quickly silenced by Katsuki pressing a passionate kiss to his lips. A quiet mumble of 'tch' before he continued his course to the pool. Activating his quirk to create a small blast, he broke the lock off the gate and pushed the green haired hero forward gently. "I want to replace the image of you with Shitty Hair, with one of us. Now, strip down unless you want to walk back up in soaked clothes and have to explain." Before Katsuki even finished his sentence, he had already removed his shirt and pants, leaving only his boxers before jumping into the pool, leaving Izuku red faced and muttering behind on the deck.

"K-kacchan!" Deku began to argue once more, but the look the spiky hair boy gave him quickly made him change his mind. Carefully, he removed his clothings down to his underwear and quietly entered the water with Bakugo. The water was warm, and it calmed Izuku slightly as it washed over him. Taking a deep breath, he dove under the water, green eyes searching for the other boy in the water.

Katsuki couldn't help but smile as the other hero swam towards him. When Izuku was within reach, Katsuki pulled the teen towards him, and backed him into the corner. "Izuku, you have no idea how wrong it felt to see him wrapped around you." His breath was warm on Izuku's ear before it moved to his neck where he nipped and sucked at the tender skin beneath him, leaving a dark spot on the hero' s pale skin.

Deku squirmed against Bakugo as a moan escaped his lips. "K-kacchan, p-please don't do that. I-it um…".

"Marks you as mine? Or does it turn you on, Deku?" Katsuki smirked as his hand trailed down the boy's body to his boxers, where his manhood tented. When his hand brushed against the fabric, Deku's breath hitched. "Mmm… so it turns you on. I'll have to take note of that. Unless you'd rather me not do it?"

Deku shook his head vehemently. "N-no, I like it, I just…. W-what if people see?"

"Let them." Bakugo scoffed. "You're mine now, and the fucking world is gonna know it." He moved his hands around to grope Izuku's rear. "Every inch of you is mine." The sound of footsteps approached before a flashlight beam shot over the pool area and Katsuki quickly dunked Deku and submerged himself under water as well until the light went away. When they came up for air, Bakugo couldn't help but grumble. "Fucking security…"

He turned to climb out of the pool before Deku grabbed his wrist. "D-don't leave. A-almost getting caught, i-it's more exciting don't you think?" Bakugo's eyes widened at what the other was suggesting. "I-I mean, we don't have t-to, I-I just...I thought." The studious third year was off on a mumbling tangent once more.

Bakugo was shocked by what the other teen wanted. He had just admitted he liked him, and yeah, he had planned for some heavy making out and teasing when he brought him to the pool, but Izuku wanted more? Well, if more was what he wanted, more was what he would give him. "Izuku, be mine." Bakugo nipped at the lobe of Deku's ear drawing a sharp gasp from this submissive hero. If they were about to do this, Bakugo wanted to make it worth it. He wanted Deku begging for him and enjoying every second.

Moving from the ear, Bakugo trailed his lips down Deku's neck, his tongue gliding across the pale boy's skin. Another moan, and he glanced up to find emerald orbs full of lust staring back at him. "If you keep doing that, I don't know that I'm gonna be able to control myself with you, Deku." The blonde growled as he felt Deku, hard and tented against his thigh. "If you're having second thoughts, now is the time to say so."

Silence was the only answer. Deku was hot and bothered, and at this point, so turned on his nether regions ached for release. Izuku let out a surprised cry as he was flipped around and pinned under the spiky haired male in seconds. He was now pressed up against the cool tiles of the pool's side. Deku was helpless and pinned, looking back over his shoulder as Bakugo towered above him, lusty, powerful and dominant. His eyes went wide as he felt Bakugo's erection pressed proudly against his rear; a small whimper escaped his lips as Bakugo slowly rolled his hips teasingly against the smaller boy.

"You'll be begging for me soon, Deku." Bakugo threatened as he released the other male from his confining undergarments before removing his own. He leant over the other male's back, covering him fully as their bare bodies pressed against each other. One hand found its way to Deku's hair and tugged as he sunk his teeth into the boy's shoulder, his other hand sliding down to grope Deku's hard on. Deku writhed under the attention and attempted to cover his mouth. "Nuh uh uh. I want to hear you, Deku."

"F-fuck, Kacchan." The submissive boy whispered.

Katsuki's couldn't help but chuckle at the expletive. "Language, Deku." Deku panted as his breath became labored as Katsuki's hand stroked up and down his slender length. He teased him with his well trained fingers, roughly jerking him off. Bakugo lifted Deku slightly out of the water, so Deku's elbows were bent on the pavement outside the pool and his ass was raised in the air. The smaller male immediately felt exposed and embarrassment flooded over him, but not long before Bakugo's tongue found his ass. His cheeks were spread and Bakugo engaged in a full out assault, prodding his tiny pink hole before his tongue was replaced by a single finger.

Soundless pants fell from Deku's lips as he placed himself, arms shaking on the side of the pool. His body felt hot, like he may explode any moment as Bakugo pressed his finger through the tight entrance. Deku couldn't help but squirm as he tried to adjust to the invading digit working inside him, stroking his insides. He struggled to contain himself as Bakugo inserted the next digit, stretching him in preparation for what was to come. Bakugo pulled out, and lifted Deku onto the pavement, turning him to face him as his mouth came down on the green haired boy's throbbing, slender cock.

"A-ah, Kacchan." Deku couldn't contain it any more as moans and pleas fell from his lips as Bakugo worked his mouth up and down his length. Deku felt pleasure surge as he came instantly in an abrupt climax. Bakugo was unphased as he hummed in approval and swallowed before moving to kiss Deku. The kiss was dirty, wet, and Deku tasted himself and shuddered; Bakugo's large hands gripped his hips as he rubbed his hard length against Deku's, pre-cum decorating their groin.

"Deku, I'm going to fuck you."

A small whine and nod from Izuku wasn't enough. "P-please, Kacchan." He added after seeing Bakugo's smirk, knowing he wasn't going to without a plea. Izuku spread his legs, giving Bakugo full access to him, and Katsuki didn't hesitate, moving in for a passionate kiss.

Bakugo raised himself fully out of the water, and spit on his hand, using it to lubricate his angry erection, and Deku's pink hole. Bakugo took both Deku's hands and pinned them above his head. The spiky haired teen couldn't help but grin and lick his lips at the sight before him. "Brace yourself, Deku."

"J-just do it! Fuck me, Kacchan." Deku gasped as he was impaled slickly by Bakugo. His eyes closed as he grit his teeth and clenched his fists as he tried to get used to the feeling of Bakugo's large dick inside him.

"Relax, Izuku." Once the boy beneath him seemed less tense, Bakugo began to move. Deku shuddered and tried to move with each thrust as the spiky haired hero pulled back and plunged his whole length back inside him. Deku's moans spilled carelessly from his lips as Baukgo's hips moved back and forth, his thick manhood sliding in and out effortlessly, filling him perfectly.

A loud cry and moan fell from Deku's lips when Bakugo hit a certain angle and the smaller boy begged for more. "A-ah, Katsuki. Right there. H-harder." Bakugo almost paused right there, taken aback that Deku actually used his name for once, but smirked as he obeyed, making sure to hit the spot over and over as he hammered away. He wouldn't admit it, but damn did he love hearing all the sounds coming from the smaller boy. He never expected him to be so vocal.

Katsuki bit down on Izuku's neck leaving a dark mark just as Izuku climaxed once more from the pleasure and pain. Deku's final cry of 'Katsuki' pushed him over the edge, filling the hero with his semen as his body shuddered hard from his own orgasm. "Fuck, Deku." The blonde released his hold on the boy's arms, and he moved to hold the other, his forehead pressed to Izuku's.

Together they got dressed, and made their way up to the room, securing the gate back as good as possible without having the actual lock on the way. When they walked in, Kirishima was knocked out on the bed. Bakugo decided to snag one more kiss, pressed Deku against the wall, then kissed the hickey he left from the pool. "Remember, you're mine."

Izuku smiled and nodded before pressing a gentle kiss to his partner's lips. "All yours. Now, let's get some sleep before Kirishima wakes up."