In case you missed it chapter 55 was updated a few days ago, but there was a site wise glitch that wasn't letting knew chapters be read. I'm sorry if you got notifications of a new chapter and couldn't read it. If the issue happens again, this story is crossposted on Ao3 under the same name, it's always up on there first. I'm honestly considering stopping updating here, all I seem to get it hate, and I don't know why I put myself through it.

Thanks,

Lyna

Believe it or not, Katsuki was fucking nervous. His stomach fluttered, full of butterflies and his breakfast made him feel sick. He tried to ignore how his body shook with nerves. How the hell was he going to play the drums like this?

He stared at the blank wall, trying to focus his breathing and clear his mind. Hound Dog had taught him calming exercises to do during an anxiety attack, so he tried them, but he didn't know how to focus.

"Bakugou-kun, you need to wear the band t-shirt." Momo called, but Katsuki ignored her.

Why was he nervous? He hadn't even blinked when speaking at the Sports Festival, and that was an event put on national television. This performance was just in front of the school, people he didn't give a shit about. Why was he scared?

Jirou had told him that the drums were the most important role within the band, responsible for maintaining the beat, guiding the other instruments. Was that it? Was he under too much pressure? He didn't think so. He'd put more expectations on himself in the past. Playing the drums was hardly ground-breaking.

Suddenly, something was forced over his head, smothering him for a moment. Once the fabric was over his head, he found his arms were trapped against his body. Panic made Katsuki spin around to face his attacker, who was an overexcited Kaminari.

"What the hell, Pikachu?" Katsuki snapped.

"Ah, angry Kacchan." Denki jumped back, running to hide behind Sero.

"Fuck you, asshole."

"Bakugou-kun, please. Just wear the t-shirt." Momo said again. Katsuki grumbled, sorting the t-shirt out, slipping his arms through the holes.

"Where's Deku?" Uraraka asked.

"He said he was going to buy some more rope?" Eijirou said.

"We're on in half an hour!" Jirou shouted, looking how Katsuki felt.

"We can perform without him." Denki said. "He's just a dancer, we can just change the formation of the dancers a little so his absence isn't noticeable."

"But what about moi, mes amis?" Aoyama asked. "I am the disco ball. I cannot be one on the ground."

"I could make you float?" Uraraka asked. "You won't be able to move the same way you would with Deku pulling you, but you'd be up?"

"God damn it Midoriya." Jirou snapped, she began pacing. "We have to warm up, do the final rehearsal. He knows how important this is."

"Why don't we go and warm up anyway?" Tenya asked. "We can leave a note for Izuku-kun, if he comes back here we can tell him we've already gone across?"

"Good idea, Iida-kun."

"Just put a message in the group chat." Ojiro said

"I'll do it." Mina said, already on her phone.

"Okay." Jirou nodded. "Let's go."

Katsuki was still in a mind of his own, back staring at the wall. A hand on the back of his shoulder startled him. He spun back around, crashing into Eijirou.

"Woah, Babe, you okay?" Eijirou asked.

"Eiji, I can't do this." Katsuki said.

"Hey, yes you can." Eijirou said, rubbing his shoulders. "You've done this countless times, you know the song off by heart and you're amazing at the drums. I've heard you remember?"

"What if I mess up?" Katsuki asked.

"It's just stage fright, Baby, you can do this." Katsuki shook his head and Eijirou hugged him close. "You can. You're Bakugou fucking Katsuki. Ground Zero, the future Number One Hero. You can play the drums."

"You think?"

"Yeah, I know." Eijirou kissed Katsuki's cheek. "And even if you mess up, it won't be the end of the world. Nobody has heard the song before apart from us, they wouldn't know if it was a little different."

"I guess so." Katsuki said.

"Come on, let's go Baby. We can do this."

They hurried to catch up with the rest of the class, they all made their way to the training room that had been converted into a concert hall. Aizawa, Mic and All Might were waiting there for them.

"Where's Eri-chan?" Denki asked.

"With Mirio." Aizawa replied simply. "Where's Midoriya?"

"He went to the shop to buy more rope." Denki shrugged.

"He's still not back?" All Might asked. "Maybe I'll go see if I can find him?"

"Please." Aizawa sighed, "I can't lose another child."

"I'll look at his tracker, see if he was wearing it or something." All Might said, making a move to leave.

"Mic-Sensei?" Jirou asked.

"What's up, Listener?"

"Can you help us set up the sound system, please?"

"Of course." He said, rubbing his hand down Aizawa's back before walking over to the stage. Everyone scattered around the room, getting their own jobs done. Eijirou tried to step away, no doubt going to help out the special affect's team, but Katsuki grabbed his wrist, pulling him back.

"Stay."

"Katsu'." Eijirou said, stepping closer. "You'll be fine."

"What's wrong?" Aizawa asked, stepping closer.

"He's nervous." Eijirou said.

"Shut up." Katsuki hissed.

"It's okay, everyone get's nervous." Eijirou said

"Not me." Katsuki snarled.

"Bakugou, you'll be fine." Aizawa said. "Just take deep breaths, and try not to think about it."

"That's easy for you to stay, you're not on that fucking stage."

"Katsu'." Eijirou said softly.

"Kirishima, go, do what you need to." Aizawa said. "Bakugou stay with me." Eijirou nodded, briefly pressing his lips against Katsuki's, moving away. Katsuki was reluctant to let him go but he did.

"I can't do this." Katsuki shook his head again.

"You can." Aizawa said. "If I can talk to the press, you can play the drums in front of a handful of people."

"It's not the same."

"Your chest feels really tight, your too hot and too cold, breathing is difficult, and you feel a bit dizzy?" Aizawa said. "You might not think talking to people is a big deal, but it terrifies me. I know how you're feeling Bakugou, it'll pass."

"Why do I feel like this? I don't know why I…" He trailed off.

"It just happens, Bakugou." Aizawa said softly. "You're nervous and stressed, it's nothing to worry about. You've had panic attacks before, this is just a little less than that."

"But it doesn't make sense." Katsuki replied, "Every panic attack I've had makes sense. There's always a reason. This is stupid."

"Feelings often are." Aizawa snorted.

"Like why can't I stop shaking? This is a stupid reaction, in any kind of scenario."

"Nervous energy." Aizawa said simply. "You might feel better if you go help your classmates or warm up. Dispel that nervous energy and focus your mind on something else."

"Okay." Katsuki nodded.

"If you want to talk more about it we can, but you seem more like someone who can work through this."

"Yeah, I'll go warm up." Katsuki said, his drums were already set up from the times they'd practiced here. Jirou and Mic were running through soundchecks as he went up to his drums. He sat down, picking up the drumsticks and just sitting with them in his hands for a while.

He'd gone through several pairs of drumsticks through this process. The wood became saturated with his sweet and had a nasty habit of spontaneously combusting. He had three pairs with him today, just in case. He hoped he wouldn't need them.

He beat out a simple rhythm to begin with. Nothing major, more akin to running scales on a piano. But then, at Jirou's nod the band began to run through the number, just once getting a feel for the music once again.

The curtains were then drawn around their makeshift stage and the class gathered together one last time.

"Oh, a show circle." Denki said. "Can we all put our hands in the middle and say "amazing" like they do on Glee?"

"Why do you watch that show?" Sero asked.

"I was bored and thought I'd watch it ironically, then I became attached." Denki replied, crossing his arms.

"This isn't a show circle." Jirou snapped, Denki visibly deflated. "Is everyone ready? Wait? Where's Aoyama?"

"Apparently they found Midoriya. He went to give him his costume and clean him up." Ojiro said.

"Oh for fucks sake! We're on in like five minutes? People are the other side of that curtain, waiting for us to perform."

Suddenly, the door behind them burst open to reveal a slightly dishevelled Midoriya and a slightly more composed Aoyama.

"I'm so sorry guys, I—"

"Explain later." Jirou said. "Everyone places." She glanced back at Denki. "Amazing, or whatever."

"Amazing." Denki clapped his hands together. "Let's do this."

"Good luck, Baby." Eijirou said, kissing Katsuki's cheek as he passed.

"You to, Ei."

Katsuki blacked out for most of the performance. As soon as his sticks touched the first drum, everything went dark. He knew he must have performed. And performed quite well if the crowd's cheers were anything to go off. But he had no actual memory of performing. None whatsoever.

It was like a big black cloud had covered him, blocking out all of his senses for the time he was on stage. How long had they been there? How many songs had they played? Had he messed up? Katsuki didn't know the answer to any of these questions.

As cliché as it was, it was as though he had blinked, and it was all over. The curtains had fallen over them again and the cheering muffled. Katsuki sat at his drums for a moment, someone shellshocked. What the fuck had just happened?

"Katsu'" Eijirou's voice made him look up. "You did so well Baby." He held his hand out and Katsuki took it. He was pulled to his feet on legs that felt like jelly. "You okay?"

"I have no memory of what just happened."

"Well you were awesome, and very hot, I might add." Eijirou kissed the corner of Katsuki's mouth. "10/10 would bang."

"Fuck you."

"You can if you want to." Eijirou laughed.

"Wait, what?" Katsuki frowned.

"Eventually…" Eijirou shrugged. "I know you're more comfortable with… erm penetration." Eijirou whispered and Katsuki blushed bright pink. "But I'm not adverse to the idea."

Katsuki opened his mouth to reply but Mina came bounding over to the, followed by the rest of the Bakusquad.

"Woah, Blasty, you're almost as pink as me." She laughed.

"Well done, Katsuki." Kyouka said with a nod.

"Yeah, you too." Katsuki said, having no real idea whether she deserved the praise or not. Probably, she'd worked really hard on all of this.

Aizawa pushed his way through the curtain, finding his class all gathered on the stage, rope still tied around Aoyama. He scanned over them, most likely counting they were all there. It was then that Katsuki realised all of them were wearing their tracking bracelet.

"You all did well." He said with a nod. "Your performance was well received and Eri enjoyed it."

"She did?" Denki asked, clasping his hands together.

"She seems really excited." Aizawa nodded. "But for now, you guys need to clean everything up. People have started to leave, so it should be easy."

The class let out a chorus of groans, but they all nodded.

"The ice is the biggest issue." Aizawa said.

"Well if we gather it all into a big bucket or something, Katsuki and I can melt it and tip the water away?" Shouto said.

"Great plan, Shouto-kun." Iida nodded. "Jirou, Momo, Ochako and Shouji, you're in charge of the instruments, everyone else, cleaning."

Everyone nodded and went about their jobs. They found a large trough to but the gathered ice in. Shouto activated his fire and Katsuki allowed his own Quirk to warm his hands. Aizawa helped gather the ice, and when Eri and Mirio turned up to talk to Midoriya, he was the one who kept everyone focus on their task.

"Do you think you could melt rock like this?" Shouta asked as they continued to melt ice.

"Possibly." Katsuki shrugged. "If it was the right kind of rock and I got my hands hot enough."

"Can you? Get them hot enough?"

"I don't know. Nitro-glycerine explodes at around 218 °C, my sweat is pretty similar. Rock are like, a lot higher. But I've never measured how hot my hands actually get, especially when using my Quirk over long periods of time." Katsuki said, "Tenya!"

"What?"

"What temperature does rock melt?"

"From between 600°C to 1300°C, depending on rock type." Tenya replied.

"Dude, why do you just know that?" Denki whined. Tenya shrugged.

"Thanks." Katsuki said, before turning back to Shouto. "So yeah, I don't know if I can get that hot, but it's easier to just explode rock than try and melt it."

"I guess so." Shouta shrugged.

"Why?"

"I had a dream."

"You fucking dreamed about me?"

"About everyone." Shouto shrugged. "I can't help it."

"And I melted rock?"

"And you had a pet dragon. Which may or may not have been Kirishima."

"What?" Eijirou called, having heard is name.

"Shouto had a dream where you were a dragon." Katsuki called back.

"I wish I was a dragon."

"Aizawa was a cat." Shouto said.

"I wish I was a cat." Aizawa replied, Denki choked on his own spit.

"Mood." Shinsou said.

"You were a cat too, Hitoshi. Aizawa-sensei was your Dad."

"For the last time, Shouto, we're not related."

"I'll believe that when I see proof." Shouto huffed.

"Do I need to bring my Dad to school?"

"You don't need to, he comes here everyday, he's our teacher." Shouto replied, Shinsou let out a wordless screech of annoyance.

"The only child I have is Eri." Aizawa said. "I am very much a gay man with no biological children."

"Are you sure?" Shouto said.

"I think I'd know if I'd ever slept with a woman." Aizawa replied. Denki choked again, spluttering coughs everywhere as Hanta rubbed his back.

"Sensei!" Iida cried, shock colouring his features.

"What? It's true." Aizawa replied with a laugh. "I've been with Hizashi almost 15 years. When would I have had the chance?"

"I don't want to know." Iida replied. "I shall be telling Tensei about this."

"Tensei is the biggest manwhore ever." Aizawa snorted. "He might be your adoring brother, but he's one of my best friends. I know things about him that would horrify you."

"La, la, la." Iida said, sticking his fingers in his ears. "I'm not listening."

Aizawa and Iida usually kept their relationship entirely professional within the classroom and it was easy to forget that they had known each other all of Tenya's life. However, it was moments like this, when a familiar playfulness passed through them, that their shared history was obvious.

Katsuki couldn't imagine if he'd got to U.A. and found one of his old babysitters as a teacher. Of course, he supposed it was different for Tenya and Aizawa. Tenya had come here knowing that he would at least be taught by Aizawa and Yamada. And he'd probably been nicer to them than Katsuki had been to his own babysitters.

He was a rebellious child who didn't like to be man handled. That resulted in a lot of tantrums, screaming matches and at least a little biting, which made most babysitters quit.

"Come on guys." Eijirou said suddenly. "We need to hurry up if we wanna get to see 1.B's play, they're starting soon."

"What's it called again?" Izuku asked.

"Romeo, Juliet and the Prisoner of Azkaban: Return of the King." Eijirou said.

"That's not copyright infringement at all." Katsuki snorted.

"Yeah, well, it's not like they're making money off of it." Eijirou shrugged. "Tetsu is playing "Dark Vader", which is like the big villain, so I really wanna see it."

"Dark Vader? Why change the letters at all? We all know who he's supposed to be?" Mina asked.

"I don't know. There's probably a reason." Eijirou said. "Just hurry up."

1.B's play was a cluster fuck of outdated references and borderline offense portrayals of beloved movie characters. But Gods was it hilarious. Whoever had thought to cast Monoma as Luke Skywalker/ Harry Potter/Romeo was in need of some serious anti-psychotic meds but at least the guy was an okay actor.

Katsuki laughed at the play until his sides hurt, not that it was particularly funny, but just because of the amalgamation of plot points. Eijirou enjoyed it, cheering on his bro. Katsuki spent a large portion of the play watching Eijirou instead. Taking delight in his happy little noises and smiles his boyfriend would make.

After witnessing the play, the class split up. Izuku dragged Satou off back to the dorms for some reason and Iida and Uraraka walked off hand-in-hand. Denki and Kyouka went their own way too, a little more distance between them as they walked, seemingly unsure of how to act on a date.

Katsuki remember that feeling from his first date with Eijirou. That awkward "you're one of my best friends and I don't wanna fuck this up" feeling. Katsuki didn't envy them. He and Eijirou had long since reached the point in their own relationship where they were 100% comfortable around each other and there was no longer that a worry. Katsuki knew he could never let Eijirou go. Even if they ever broke up, they'd still be friends.

Next Eijirou and Katsuki headed towards the assault course. It was a relatively easy course, made with the other classes in mind. Katsuki moved through it quickly. They weren't allowed to use Quirks but Katsuki didn't need his to break the record and set the time to beat, Eijirou trailing behind.

"You're amazing, Kitsune." Eijirou panted as they left the assault course. "Like you're so fast and strong."

"You weren't that far behind me." Katsuki replied.

"Yeah, but you're not even out of breath." Eijirou wrapped an arm around his shoulders, leaning on Katsuki as they walked. Eijirou was taller than Katsuki now, subtly having a growth spurt. No one really noticed, not until Katsuki had stood next to him in a line and realised the centimetres Eijirou had on him weren't just from his hair.

"I guess I just focus on different things when training. I'm used to moving quickly and shit with my Quirk. You're more of an immovable brick wall." Katsuki said, leaning into his boyfriend's touch.

"I guess." Eijirou laughed. "Do you wanna grab something to eat?"

"Sure."

They weaved their way through throngs of people trying to get to where Lunch Rush had set up a series of stalls selling food. On their way Katsuki caught glances of familiar faces. Denki and Kyouka seemed more relaxed with one another as they made their way throughout the stalls. Aizawa and Mic were sat on a wall watching Mirio and Amajiki play with Eri. To anyone who didn't know they were married, they just looked like two friends hanging out. But Katsuki could see the way their pinkies linked together in a discreet attempt to hold hands.

Momo, Tsuyu, and Hagakure walked together with Shouto, Tokoyami, Ojiro and Kouda trailing behind. Mina and Sero were trying to decide what to have for lunch. Katsuki and Eijirou joined them.

"Oh hey guys." Mina greeted when she saw them.

"Hi Mina." Eijirou waved a little. "You guys having fun?"

"Yeah, it's awesome here. We were just saying we'll go check out the pageant show, and then go to the Haunted House." Mina said.

"Actually, we were going to see if we could find you two, Denki and Kyouka and go together."

"We're down, right Katsu'?"

"Yeah." Katsuki nodded. "Leave Denks and Jack though. They're on a date, I don't think we should bother them."

"You right, you right." Mina said. "If we see them though…"

"We can ask."

The four of them grabbed some food and made their way to the area in which the beauty pageant was taking place. They did, in fact, see Denki and Kyouka at the pageant, but they made the executive decision to leave them be. Their heads were close together, seemingly whispering.

Katsuki cuddled into Eijirou as they watched each of the participants perform. Katsuki didn't recognise many of the students, except from Kendou from 1.B. and Nejire from 3.A. Katsuki had never been in the pageant circuit, thankfully his mother had been satisfied with his modelling, but the show reminded Katsuki of a catwalk.

They watched until the end, witnessing Nejire be announced as the winner, much to the crowds' joy. Then the group went to the haunted house.

It was fun, not scary enough to startle Katsuki, who'd literally been put through hell this past year. But Mina and Sero shrieked every time someone jumped out at them and Eijirou had grabbed Katsuki's hand about 2 minutes in and wouldn't let go.

When they stepped back out of the "house" they blinked at the harsh light. All four of them groaned, Eijirou going as far as to bury his head in the crook of Katsuki's neck.

"I fucking hate the sun." Eijirou groaned.

"We need the sun, to live." Sero said.

"I don't care, it has no business being that bright." Eijirou said.

"Baby." Katsuki teased.

"I thought you loved me?" Eijirou lifted his head, giving Katsuki puppy dog eyes.

"I do." Katsuki said, leaning into Eijirou. "But it's the sun."

The four of them continued around the rest of the Culture Festival as a group, visiting each classes event. They met several class members along they way, Shouto ended up joining them along with Momo when the rest of their group wanted to go somewhere else.

"You having fun Shouto?" Katsuki asked.

"It's a strange experience." Shouto said slowly. "I haven't gone to a festival since I was a child so…" he shrugged. "It's nice though. Momo and I had tea together."

"Like together, together?" Eijirou asked. Shouto immediately looked over at Momo, who thankfully hadn't heard as she was talking to Mina and Hanta.

"No. That would be inappropriate." Shouto shook his head. "Just as friends."

"You're lucky two couples are out on dates today or I'd beat your ass." Katsuki said.

"Babe, three couples." Eijirou laughed. "Don't tell me you forgot about us?" Katsuki blushed a light pink.

"I might have overlooked the obvious."

"You're lucky I love you." Eijirou said, pressing their lips together chastely.

Katsuki and Eijirou spent the whole day going around the Festival. They held hands the entire day, exchanging kisses in stolen moments. They snacked on and sampled on all of the food and sweets available. They ditched their friends and ended up walking around the Festival a couple times before heading back to the dorms.


It was late by time they got there, the sun had set and the night air chill was coming in. They went straight up to Katsuki's room. Initially they planned to watch something on Netflix, however, seeing as every time they were alone together they couldn't keep their hands off of each other, they quickly lost interest in the show and instead found each other's lips.

They ground their hips against one another, their cocks became hard as they pressed together. Eijirou sucked on Katsuki's neck as he slipped his hand underneath Katsuki's shirts. Katsuki moaned, low in the back of his throat.

"Eiji."

"Katsuki." Eijirou said softly, "I want to try something. But you… you have to tell me if it's okay?"

"What?"

"I want you to show me how to finger you." Eijirou said, kissing Katsuki again. "I've seen it in porn but… I don't know how… We don't have to if you don't want… It's just—" Katsuki cut him off with a kiss.

"I want to." Katsuki said. "I'll show you what to do."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Go slow and use plenty of lube and you won't." Katsuki said. He pulled his stupid orange T-shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor before kissing Eijirou again. They went back to grinding against each other like the teenagers they were, Eijirou deftly undoing the buttons of Katsuki's black shirt.

"You looked so good in this." Eijirou said. "Super manly."

"I'm glad you liked it, Eiji." Katsuki said, gasping against Eijirou's mouth.

Clothing was stripped off between kisses and bites until both boys were naked. Katsuki could feel how tense Eijirou was, despite their kissing.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm nervous." Eijirou laughed.

"Don't be. I know you'll be good at this." Katsuki smiled. He pressed his lips to Eijirou's one last time before rolling and reaching for their lube. He then manoeuvred himself on the bed, pushing Eijirou out of the way, so he could spread his legs and reveal his hole.

"Okay, Eiji. Get between my legs." Eiji did so as Katsuki coated his own fingers in lube. He then grabbed Eijirou's dominant hand and covered that too. "Watch me." Katsuki said, moving his hand between his legs to his hole.

He used a lube covered digit to draw circles around his entrance.

"So don't push in straight away. You have to make sure I'm relaxed. If I was as tense as you are, it would definitely hurt."

"Okay." Eijirou said, nodding and watching with keen eyes.

"Just like… press around it, touch there, get me excited." Katsuki said, his breath coming out in short little pants. "Then, we you think I'm good or I say so you push inside." Katsuki demonstrated with his own hand. He slowly pushed a single finger inside of himself, wincing at the stretch. "It's always really tight at first, but like… just add more lube."

He thrust his finger in and out of his hole, trying to stretch himself quickly. It was rough and slightly painful. Then he pulled out all of the way.

"You try."

"Wha?" Eijirou began to splutter, but Katsuki simply grabbed a hold of Eijirou's hand and pulled him closer. He guided Eijirou to push one finger inside of him, moaning at the touch. Eijirou's fingers were a lot thicker than Katsuki's own, and they stretched him even further.

"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Eijirou asked.

"No, feels good." Katsuki hummed. "Move it in and out, Ei. Fuck me with your fingers."

Eijirou moaned this time. He pulled his digits out before pushing back in. Katsuki gasped, fisting the covers.

"Then… when I'm loose enough… add another finger."

"You want two?"

"Yeah, Eiji." Katsuki gasped as Eijirou continued to move. "Just put them together and push in again."

Eijirou added a little more lube before copying Katsuki's instructions. Katsuki let out a broken moan as Eijirou pushed inside him once more.

"Move them around." Katsuki moaned. Eijirou used his other hand to stroke down Katsuki's thigh as he crocked his fingers. He moved them roughly. Katsuki yelled out in pleasure as Eijirou found what he was looking for.

"Is that your prostate?" Eijirou whispered, pressing against it again.

"Yeah…" Katsuki choked out. He could smell burnt sugar and he knew he'd burnt holes in the covers. "Eiji please, just make me cum…I want to Eiji."

"I've got you, Kitsune." Eijirou said.

He took Katsuki's cock and he began jerking him off in time with the rhythmic prodding of his prostate. Katsuki was a babbling mess. Sweat gleamed of his body as his cock leaked pre. Eijirou tried desperately to ignore his own throbbing erection, having no hands free to pleasure himself.

"Oh Gods Eiji… I'm close." Katsuki gasped, pushing himself back on Eijirou's fingers.

"Then cum for me, Kitsune." Eijirou said. He pulled his fingers out from Katsuki's hole, making the other whine before surging upwards to kiss him. Eijirou jerked Katsuki off with enthusiasm, using his lube covered free hand to work his own cock.

It wasn't long before they were cumming all over one another. Eijirou flopped down on the bed next to him, snuggling into Katsuki's side. They panted heavily, sides heaving, lungs burning. Eijirou laughed as he ran his fingers over the little holes in the duvet covers.

"You liked it that much, huh?" Eijirou asked. Katsuki groaned, rolling into Eijirou's side.

"Shut up." He mumbled.

"Aww, Baby, are you embarrassed."

"Of course I'm embarrassed. I can't control my quirk. What if I hurt you?"

"You won't." Eijirou shrugged. "And I kind of take it as a compliment."

"You would."

"Don't you think it's kind of hot? I get you so turned on, you lose control of your Quirk? I do."

"I guess." Katsuki said.

Silence fell between them for a short while. Katsuki on the verge of falling asleep despite the fact he was sticky and gross.

"I can't believe part of me was inside you." Eijirou said, ruining it. "Like you were so tight, I can't imagine how you'd feel around my cock."

"You'll find out one day." Katsuki mumbled. "Just not today. I'm tired."