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Chapter 30

As they all gathered around, Shoto began opening the presents one at a time. Of course he would much prefer to do all this in private but Fuyumi insisted and it seemed as though Bakugo and Midoriya would be sleeping over tonight so it wouldn't make much of a difference anyhow.

The dual haired reached for the first one, a large but flat box from Natsuo. The teen tore into the packaging and opened the box, it was a hoodie. Half blue, half red all the way to the hood. It was cute, and even had SHOTO engraved in the back.

The second one was a smaller box, from Bakugo. Shoto would be lying if he said he wasn't awfully curious but skeptical at the same time to open the gift. He uncovered a small grenade.

"Really?" Shoto deadpanned at him.

"It's not what it looks like! Just pull the damn pin!" The blond argued.

Shoto sighed but complied, pulling it out. He was instantly struck by a shot of air, much similar to an explosion, blowing his hair in all directions with confetti falling around him. Shoto blinked, soul lost to the world while Bakugo hooted out loud, enraptured by his handiwork.

"HAHAHAHA! Best one here!" He said and the teen impulsively threw the fake grenade directly in his face with a sour glare. "Fxck—you wanna die?!" The grin was wiped off the blond's face as Deku and Natsuo held him back.

After things calmed down there, Shoto moved on to the next present. It was from Fuyumi. The teen opened it up to find a pair of winter gloves, with a beautiful snowflake patter.

"You know, since the weather's going to get colder and stuff. I think they said these should be good to use with your quirk…" She elaborated.

"Thanks." The teen smiled at her and put them back in the box.

It was finally Touya's turn and Shoto was eager. He could feel the butterflies in his stomach swarming up to his throat as he swallowed hard. 'What could Touya had possibly gotten him…though knowing him it's probably something goofy or teasing…' Shoto quickly unwrapped the package and peered inside the box. 'Huh?' The younger ventured his hand inside and pulled the unanticipated thing out. 'A doll?' His brain short-circuited as he stared at the foot long Dabi ragdoll. The doll had blank eyes but Dabi's characteristic smirk.

When Shoto's brain finally processed this as real, he turned his eyes to Touya, with a disappointed expression that also read 'are you being serious right now?'

"Hehe what do you think?" Touya grinned from the sidelines. "Now you'll have me everywhere with you." To him, it sounded like a major accomplishment from the looks of it.

"I guess…you've sure dazzled me..." Despite his mixed tone of awe and discontent, the teen was still appreciative of the gift. It wasn't such a terrible idea—certainly something unique to his brother, he supposed.

The party was full of energy, loud but just as nerve-wrecking that Shoto stepped outside to have a moment to himself in tranquility. He was currently outside on the balcony of the second floor, leaning his arms along the rails as he breathed in the cold night air. There weren't many stars out tonight and the atmosphere was nice and quiet.

Shoto looked down at the only present he didn't open. It was the one from Endeavor.

"What's the star of the party doing here all by himself? A voice startled him from behind. Immediately turning around, he spotted Dabi standing by the balcony door.

"…It's you." Shoto acknowledged rotating back around to the night sky and view in front of him.

"What's up?"

"Nothing, just wanted some fresh air."

"Hmph, I figured. Since it didn't seem like your type of atmosphere." Dabi trudged over to him, leaning on the railing as well but against his back. "What's that?"

"A present."

"From?"

"…Father."

Dabi was silent for a brief moment, staring him down. "You don't need it." He established. "Throw it out."

"Touya-nii…" Shoto let out a small whine to let him know he was being unreasonable. The dual haired resorted to pulling the ribbon off and opening the small longitudinal box. It was a watch. Appeared to be a smart watch, most likely one with quirk regulation functions.

Touya stared at the watch as well, recognizing the model and type. "Whatever," He rolled his eyes not impressed. Was he jealous?

"It's not bad…"

"Don't get swayed so easily."

"I'm not. I'm going back inside. Thanks again for the…doll."

"Hahaha, you don't think that's it, right?"

"What?" Shoto leaned off the wall.

"Wait did you really think I only got you a ragdoll?" Shoto looked away, guilty as charged. "Bruh."

"Then where is it?"

Dabi hummed with a cocky smile. "It's no fun if I just tell you now. Look in here," Dabi pointed his thumb at his own midsection. "And you'll find something, honor student." Shoto pouted but was equally looking forward to this challenge.

Shoto was sitting with his friends on the floor, watching TV, while Fuyumi was somewhere in her room and Natsuo and Touya were chatting on the sofa.

Unbeknownst to Shoto, the blond glanced towards him, staring at his lithe neck mostly concealed by his turtleneck. "What the hell is that?" Bakugo alarmed him by pulling his turtleneck down from the side of his neck, inspecting a red mark. Shoto fought a blush when his brain processed what the blond was referring to and immediately covered it with a hand.

"Uh—nothing."

Bakugo wasn't satisfied with that answer. "Why are you always hiding something?" The teen gritted, grabbing a tight hold on the dual haired teen's arm. Shoto winced at the pain once.

"Baku—because, mind your business…"

"The fxck—!" Bakugo began but another purple hand came into their view and gripped the blond's wrist, removing it.

"You heard what he said. Beat it." Touya growled in a low solemn voice.

"You! No one's even talking to you!" Bakugo glared back at him, teeth barring. It almost felt like there was hateful static electricity flashing between their eyes.

"Hey~ So where do you guys want to sleep?" Thank Fuyumi for always saving the day. "You want to set the futons here in the living room so all of you can sleep together? Or in the guest room for Midoriya and Bakugo-kun?"

"Here is fine." Deku answered for them with his usual friendly smile.

"Okay! You guys wanna help me bring them out?"

Shoto stood up to help but Dabi stopped him. "Not you. You're the birthday boy, you don't have to do anything. Let your friend over there expend some energy." Touya was clearly, intentionally poking at Bakugo, because the blond was glaring back at him.

'Wow, he's kind of immature when it comes to this stuff, huh?' Shoto noted.

While the teens resigned to the living room, Dabi had no choice but to retreat to his room since he was too old to hang around with the teens. Perhaps he should just kidnap Shoto in the middle of the night…

Meanwhile, in the living room, the lights were out and the trio were laying on their futons with Bakugo in the center and Shoto and Deku beside him. Shoto couldn't fall sleep. His thoughts automatically went to Touya, and how much he wanted his arms hugging him. Just the day before they were having sex, so up in each other's space. It was still so weird. But it was so entrancing… Shoto wanted to giggle like a school girl in love under the covers.

The dual haired snapped when he saw Bakugo sit up in the corner of his eye. He turned his face towards him and their eyes met. The blond appeared troubled and took Shoto's hand, beckoning him to silently follow him.

"What's wrong?" Shoto whispered but allowed himself to be dragged away into the hallway, puzzled. "Bakugo?"

The blond put Shoto against the wall, facing him and stood a foot away from him, with his arms stretched out on the wall, one on either side of the dual haired teen's head. The blond's head was hanging low before his head shot up sharply. Shoto's heart quivered once as those fierce crimson eyes transfixed on him without blinking. It also made him nervous.

"B-Bakugo..." He tried again.

"Shit ya still can't figure it out—how dense are ya?" The blond disregarded. "Ya expect me to sleep when you're right there."

"What?"

Bakugo clicked tongue and slowly pulled down his turtleneck down. Shoto could only stare with wide eyes for Bakugo to do something he never would've expected him to do. His teammate sticked out his tongue and licked the area all the way, tongue sloppily wetting the entire area, before he bit his flesh like a hungry animal.

"Ah—mh!" A gawk escaped the teen's mouth before the blond's rough hand concealed his mouth. The teen instinctively pulled him away or at least tried to, glaring at him. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like? These red marks... someone left these on ya didn't they?" The blond's thumb grazed his neck up and down. Shoto hissed as Bakugo crowded closer, a knee automatically finding its way between his legs. And then Bakugo did the unthinkable. He cupped the other's face with a hand and smacked his lips on top. It didn't even feel like a kiss, it was so forceful and brute, with teeth knocking against teeth.

However, before Bakugo could do anything more or Shoto could struggle, the loud blond went flying off him, straight onto the floor with a thud. And all Shoto could think of in that moment was how the others would wake up from all the noise.

"Yeah. They did." A voice denounced and Shoto's eyes bulged when he followed it. Standing beside him was his older brother, Touya.

"Touya-nii…" The dual haired dreaded, but he felt even worse when he looked in the other direction towards Bakugo and found Midoriya standing at the end of the hallway from the living room. The green haired must have seen it, if the hurt expression on his features was any indication. 'No, it's not what it looks like!' Shoto felt like saying to his friend. He knew Deku had feelings for Bakugo.

"You fxckin—!" Bakugo growled at him, every ounce of his willpower trying to keep him from shouting.

"Don't fxck with me. I'd cremate you right here if we weren't here" Dabi glared down at the teen with unhinged ice cold turquoise eyes glowing the dim light. His fists were itching to discharge his quirk, there would already be bits of it exuding his hands if it wasn't for the damn eliminators.

"Grrr…what's it to you anyway?! Now you wanna play the big brother?!" The blond was still on the floor, but Deku had walked up to him and placed a hand near his shoulder to remind him from shouting.

"Brother? Who said anything about being a brother?" Dabi was still pissed as all hell but managed to bring out a maniac smile. His eyes were far from smiling. "That doesn't matter. You don't matter. So if you ever touch him or try anything funny again, I won't have any trouble making you regret it." Touya stuffed his hands in his pocket and arched closer. "I've already done it once." His condescending grin was throwing Bakugo off his temper meter effortlessly.

"You're dead you piece of—!" Bakugo lunged forward but Deku locked his arms from behind while Shoto stood in front of Touya pushing him back by the chest.

"That's enough, let's go." The dual haired calmly reasoned and without a word Touya took his arm and dragged him away, behind the staircase towards their rooms.

"Fxckin lunatic. Just wait until I see him outside. He owns Icy-hot all of a sudden?" The blond cursed. "Fxck! Let go of me wimp!" Bakugo tore himself out of the green haired teen's grasp, turning towards the living room. Deku meekly followed.

Dabi took the teen to his room and locked the door. From his body language, Shoto could tell his brother was furious and it put him on edge.

"Touya-nii…"

"What the fxck Shoto?" Dabi's spat, voice low but filled with venom. "You're quite a charm huh?"

"W-what?"

"He kissed you…was that a kiss? You let him put his mouth on you?" Touya was uncomfortably close to his face, thumbs hooking the inside of his lower lip like they were examining his mouth. The ravenette was there to kidnap him after all but he never in a million years thought he'd walk in on that.

"N-nwoo…" Shoto denied, as best as he could with the thumbs in the edges of his mouth.

"Then what was that? Why were you just standing there? Maybe you're a curious teen after all? You don't know your feelings, you just went along with me 'cause of the experience…" Dabi's eyes were slowly widening with every word, his pupils getting larger and larger. It was scaring the younger.

"No—!" Shoto pulled his brothers hands away, holding them in place. "No, that's not true. I didn't go along with you for the sake of curiosity and ignorance—how could I? Why would you think that? Touya-nii, please, I already told you, I…I love you. I wasn't lying. I want you. I want you to touch me, hug me."

"You've never been with anyone else. How would you know?" Dabi pushed, now averting his face away like he couldn't trust the younger.

"I do! Isn't that precisely why? I've never felt this way with anyone else. I know what I'm feeling—please don't patronize me like that." Touya refused to look at him and just stood there, face turned away, bangs covering his eyes making his serious expression all the more unreadable. "Then what do you want me to do? How can I prove it to you?" Still no response and Shoto's heart felt like it would beat out of his chest at this rate. 'Was his brother going to leave him? No, he didn't want that.'

The teen decided to take matters in his own hands and held the elder's face with both his hands, forcing him to look at him while he abruptly closed the distance between their lips. Their plump lips hardly touched each other before the teen hissed in pain as a hand in the back of his hair pulled him away.

"You're gonna kiss me with those same lips?" Touya said with a grim expression, causing the younger to cower in front of him in panic. "Go brush your teeth." Shoto didn't wait a second longer after he nodded and dashed to the bathroom. Dabi maintained the fake stern expression until the bathroom door closed and a smile creeped onto his lips as he touched them. That was the first time Shoto kissed him himself.

'He was so easy.' Dabi thought in triumph. 'A few words of doubt from me and he's grasping for straws at my feet.' That's how it should be. He wouldn't allow anything or anyone to take Shoto away from him. Shoto was his. And if he had to act a certain way or manipulate him to convince his baby brother that he belonged with him, then he would.

Shoto returned and Touya erased the smile off his face, looking back at the teen who rushed back, judging from his half wiped mouth. "Touya-nii I'm sorry…I didn't know Bakugo would…"

"Don't say his name. I'm hurt." Dabi went back to acting crushed.

"I'm sorry." And Shoto bought it. "…Can I kiss you now?" The teen wanted nothing more than to make his elder brother feel loved and better again. Dabi gave him a look of approval and waited patiently as the teen drew closer, resting his hands on the other's shoulders, tiptoeing slightly as he met his lips. Shoto shut his eyes and focused entirely on the kiss, melding his lips with the others as he kissed back and forth. Dabi watched him with pleasure and contentment, as the younger worked so hard to appease him. It was so fricking adorable. And entrancing at the same time.

Deku stood behind Bakugo in awkward silence as his friend seethed. Bakugo looked down at his pants. 'Fxck. He was hard. Just from that. Looks like his temper wasn't the only thing that raged.' This was such a pain in his eyes. He had to take care of something like this in someone else's house. He semi-turned and was shocked to find the nerd still standing there with a sullen countenance.

"Why the fxck are you still standing there like a dumbass?"

"I…" However, before the green haired could respond, his eyes trailed down and caught sight of Bakugo's bulge. "Um, Kacchan… you're…" Deku's cheeks suddenly flushed red and all the life was pumped back into him. 'Kacchan was hard!' He didn't even know how to put it into words. Worst of all, he felt himself getting aroused by that.

"Stop fxckin' staring! You don't have a dick?" The blond refused to admit it but he was also fighting the embarrassment. "Che! Whatever." The blond marched towards him to walk out the door to find the bathroom, but Deku side stepped and blocked his way nervously. He wasn't even sure himself if he wanted to execute this but the heat of the moment was probably getting to him along with his gut encouraging this.

"U-um…Kacchan…that's looks uncomfortable…" The green haired played with his fingers, and wasn't even looking the other in the eye.

"No duh. Now get outta my way."

"…do you…are you sure you don't need…help…"

The blond stared at him with a stunned expression, ears not believing the words coming out of his timid childhood friend's mouth. In fact, he was so astounded by the other that he felt a grin on his lips. 'How fxckin bold.' So bold that it was exciting him even more. Not only was the request tempting but seeing that kinda spunk from a quacking shy pure-hearted person like Deku himself was turning him on even more.

"What the fxck?" Bakugo mocked. "You want this or somethin'?" Midoriya felt himself faltering even further, staring down at the floor. "Fine."

Deku's breath caught in his throat, nearly choking him when his brain processed Bakugo's response. He was so anticipating being thrown to the ground by the blond.

To Be Continued…

At last, some BakuDeku action. And we got to see a jealous Dabi~

Dabi's birthday is one day away now ~…