A/N: I apologize to those who have been following this story as it progresses each week for not posting a new chapter until now. I feel terrible for it and have been going through hectic times but on top of all of that personal stuff, I just found this chapter super hard to write so apologies for its badness. Please forgive!

Uraraka had gone from overly friendly, in my books anyway, to awkward. She still made an effort to greet us in the morning with a shy wave and crooked smile but she made no attempt to reach out to Izuku or myself after that kiss. From Izuku's observations I knew she was feeling awkward about having kissed us, or more so she had gone to kiss Izuku but then remembered it was still my body she had done it with. Anyone would feel embarrassed after a fuck up like that. I only rolled my eyes and groaned.

"You two have a fight or something?" asked Sero as he approached his desk.

"Oh, a lover's quarrel" teased Kaminari dramatically

"Hell no" I spat back at the two of them before turning away to face the front of the room. I was over their shit and glad Uraraka was back to keeping her distance. Yet, something didn't sit right in my gut about the whole thing.

You should date Pink Cheeks, I told Izuku a week later. I'd had time to mull over what had been bothering me so much and after finally putting words to the feeling I was fairly confident I had figured it out.

What? Izuku blinked back at me with wide, stunned green eyes that in almost any other context I could lose myself in.

You heard me, I said with an eye roll. We had been lying side by side on our hill when I had brought up the topic suddenly and Izuku had sat up to look down at me.

Is this what's been bothering you all week? he asked, because I know somethings been on your mind, he added with a huff of disbelief.

So? I shot back. I had said my piece already and felt the itch of irritation that he wasn't accepting it.

So! he shot back, you were pissed that she kissed me before and NOW you want me to date her? In your body I might add, I wasn't a fan of how his eyes lifted to the heavens with that last bit and I frowned up at him for it.

No, he said firmly like I'd just asked him the most ridiculous thing ever.

Why? I hissed. I shifted to sit up on the hill and Izuku leaned out of my space to allow it but his green eyes were hard on me.

Why? he echoed, because I'm with you and so many other reasons, he threw his hands up in the air like it was obvious, and yeah, I had thought of them and their annoying complications but I was adamant on this.

She likes you, you like her, what's the big deal? I asked with narrowed eyes.

Because I'm with you! he shot back, eyes wide and his arms thrown my way like I needed the extra emphasis. I did not.

And I'm telling you, you can be with her, I reaffirmed.

I don't want to be with Uraraka. I want to be with you! his voice was getting louder and higher the longer this went on. It would have been entertaining in any other context.

Where is this even coming from? he asked and his shoulders slumped before straightening again like he had hit a brick wall and was looking for a new way around it.

You're the one who told me you wanted me to live and not cling onto you, I explained.

Okay, I didn't say it like THAT –, he began before I interjected.

I know that idiot. Point is you didn't want to feel like a shackle on any future potential love life or whatever, I rolled my eyes because if I got my way it would just be Izuku and I forever but I was trying to not be so selfish for once in my life.

I want to do the same for you, I added sincerely and looked him in the eyes. No glaring. Just looking into his green gaze to see if he truly understood me or not. When he was quiet I pushed on.

You want me to let go to some degree and experience love with someone else one day, so shouldn't you be allowed to do the same? You have Uraraka right now who would accept you as you are and you don't want to take that? I saw the way she looked at you despite being inside my body, it was like she could still see you as you behind me!

Izuku only looked at me with furrowed brows and pressed lips for a long moment while the gears in his head turned. Finally he closed his eyes and turned his face away with a defeated sigh and….

No, he said firmly and with that he stood up and walked away.

Izuku didn't have it in him to prolong the silent treatment for long and was easily broken with he offering of not saying a word against him eating his sweet breakfasts the next morning and although Izuku could pick up on my sense of triumph at that he got his revenge by going back for seconds with his sweet tooth, shooting me a shit-eating grin as he did. The cute asshole. I wanted to tackle him and distract him from his food with play but he ducked and ran for it with a chuckle. Needless to say almost everything was back to normal except for when it came to Uraraka.

Izuku practically made a point of never looking in her direction and if her name was ever mentioned in a conversation near us, he would tune out of it as soon as her name slipped past their lips. It was borderline frustrating. Myself on the other hand, I watched her movements from the corner of my eye and my ears pricked at the sound of her voice or name. I didn't let the idoit-amigos catch me doing it either but that was a point Izuku had pushed back on me when he had mentioned 'so many other reasons' and he wasn't wrong. If Izuku was to date Uraraka while in my body it would look painfully obvious that I was the one dating her and I would never hear the end of it. It was a sacrifice I was willing to make.

I knew I would have moments of jealously but I wanted Izuku to be happy in every way possible. As happy as he was with me, and I knew he was because I could feel it daily, I wanted to give him more and Uraraka had presented the opportunity for that, even if it didn't sit well with me one hundred percent of the way.

Picking up on my line of thoughts I could feel Izuku's emotions pushing back against me. His irritation at knowing that I was still thinking about pairing him and Uraraka together. He wasn't pleased about it but he didn't open his mouth about it either. I took that not so much as a quiet acceptance thing but more so of a 'he'll drop it eventually' thing. But how wrong he was.

Since becoming intimate with Izuku, he had never needed to retreat to my subconscious to give me privacy these days and for the first time in a long time that was a problem. The school bell rang for lunch and for a change I was up from my desk like a rocket and across the room a second later to intercept Uraraka as she left. As soon as Izuku knew what I was up to he tried pulling me back with a hiss but I ignored him, hell bent on my stupid goal. I could even feel Izuku trying to take control, to put the brakes on the whole event but I held strong and didn't allow it. He grit his teeth and I swear I heard a small growl come from him. Maybe I was rubbing off on him more than I thought.

"Ur – Pink Cheeks" I called out as I approached her, catching my words before I blundered them. She tuned back with a hint of surprise. I simply jerked my chin at her and turned to head down the opposite hallway for some privacy and she followed without a word. The moment we were along I stopped and turned back to face her.

"Is everything alright Bakugo?" she asked with a slight tilt of her head and I was glad she knew it was me at least. Inside Izuku watched on with growing irritation and panic.

"Yeah. I've got a question for you though?" I told her flatly and she stood a little straighter, ready for it, "would you date Izuku even if it meant him using my body?" I asked her with a straight face. She recoiled a little at the question before looking away and blinking in thought.

"I mean," she began thoughtfully, "I'd like that, but it's still your body Bakugo. I-"

"I'm fine with it" I cut her off flatly and she blushed heavily, her cheeks growing even pinker than usual.

"A-are you sure?" she asked cautiously.

"Yes" I replied firmly. God, sometimes her and Izuku were so alike it was nauseating. Both always so worried about everyone else and always needing to double or triple check everything.

"Oh – well – um – I – uh – I suppose" she managed.

"Shit, don't sound too excited about it" I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"Oh, what, no I am! I just –" she waved her arms between us like she was trying to deflect an attack, "wasn't expecting something like this" she lowered her hands and her voice along with it, her cheeks still burning and gazed downwards.

"There" I spoke aloud and firmly and she flinched, her brown eyes lifting to me but my eyes were far away, "she said she'd date you. So hurry up" I told Izuku and he only frowned back at me. Apparently it wasn't as easy at getting Uraraka to agree to get him to go along with it.

We argued more than we had before that night, bouncing back and forth so much I felt like a dog chasing it's own tail yet never catching it.

Just, shut up, alright I hissed finally with my hands raised like I was ready to strangle someone, I get it alright. I see your points but this is what you wanted, I told him, lowering my hands. We had been circling each other like wolves ready to pounce the whole time and I was growing tired of arguing, or maybe it was Izuku's tiredness I was feeling, or both. I didn't know. Sometimes what we felt became one so much that it was impossible to tell who the emotion was coming from.

No, it's what YOU want Kacchan, he bit back with a scowl, I was talking about you and only you when I mentioned wanting you to live and love someone other than me in the future

We are in this together, I scoffed in return, why should it be me who gets that kind of freedom granted to them but not you too. That's only fair, right? I shrugged my shoulders with a manic grin while I asked the question.

The difference is IM DEAD KACCHAN, he spat, I said it because I wanted you to have the freedom to marry or have kids or do whatever you want, his expression softened with a sigh and he hung his head, "I love being with you Kacchan but this, us, can't be forever. Not exclusively anyway" He lazily gestured between the two of us with a couple flicks of the wrist.

Right. And I agree. So date the girl

Kacchan, before he would have yelled my name with annoyance but now my name slipped from his tongue like a tired sigh.

Just try it, I insisted with the last shred of patience I had in me. The words were practically squeezed from behind clenched teeth. Izuku lifted his head, his green eyes tired and sad but I held my gaze, hoping my own eyes conveyed how much I wanted this for him. I knew he was happy with me but I wanted him to experience everything he could too and if that meant with my body than so be it. Years from now I might meet someone special and he would push the same for me. Our eyes locked for a long time, mine pleaful and trusting while his were laced with uncertainty until final he gave me a small nod and that all I needed.

And so Izuku and Uraraka started dating. I was fucking awkward to begin with, watching them both um and uh around each other like some damn idiots. I may be shit with expressing my emotions and speaking them aloud but at least I didn't almost trip over my own feet just from a girl saying hello or feeling light headed from the heat burning in my cheeks over a simple hand hold – but then again, it was my body so I guess I was that idiot to the outside world. I had to kick myself almost every time they interacted to not point out how embarrassing they looked.

But it got better with time.

Uraraka always knew which one of us she was talking to even when I didn't call her Pink Cheeks to her face. She had commented on it before that when Izuku was in control, that my eyes looked softer. So she knew a with a quick glance which one of us she was dealing with and respectfully kept her distance when it was me.

Izuku was spending more and more time in my skin, half of it with Uraraka while the other half of the time he studied in class or exercised or even started to take part in our practical hero classes. He had spent some time trying to master using my quirk but he obviously had a long way to go with that.

We've got plenty of time, I reminded him with a hand ruffling through his hair and a broad smirk.

The time we spent training and when we went to sleep was our time. Time for us to be alone together where we could analysis our moves from the day or to connect intimately again. More than once I had interrupted him mid rant by leaning in till our lips met. He did very little to resist me with only a muffled noise of surprise or grunt of irritation that I had interrupted him but other than a single sound he melted back into me with just as much hunger and passion as always.

When Uraraka hinted towards wanting to take things beyond just hand holding or hugging after two months Izuku panicked, spewing out that he and I were in a relationship too. Uraraka's eyes had grown wide, her words died away and she looked just plain shocked while Izuku apologized and muttered on about how he should have been honest about that from the beginning and rambled on about the agreement we had come to for them to date and so on. It had taken her time to process, long enough for the sun to set while we sat outside beside her and for Izuku to run out of words to say. He lowered his head in a gloom while Uraraka pondered away silently until finally she lifted her head and fixed a stern gaze on Izuku. I was more impressed that her eyes didn't look watery with unshed tears and I hadn't heard a single sniffle from her the whole time.

I had sat by Izuku quietly on the hill, having our own inner discussion while we waited for her to say or do anything. He had been a blubbering mess, thinking he had led her on and been disloyal to the both of us and I had to speak up before he spiraled any further. I reminded him that he wasn't being disloyal to me, that I had asked him to try this and he had been enjoying it once he got over the initial embarrassment of it all. It had escaped my mind too to tell her about our own relationship. I hadn't thought it would be such a mental hurdle for Izuku to get over. I figured that he would have just gone along with her and pretended our relationship didn't exist. I was content to know he was still mine each time I closed my eyes to sleep and that I had a stronger connection with him than anyone else. But Izuku viewed it as cheating when he was faced with it now. He blubbered on about how much he loved me and how much I meant to him and how he hadn't thought about things actually progressing with Uraraka. He hadn't expected things to go as smoothly as they had so far and admittedly neither had I.

I thought Uraraka would have gotten sick of dealing with everyone harassing her with 'you're dating Bakugo? No way!' because that's what it looked like to all those extras. I was sure tired of getting an earful from the entirety of the class. When Izuku was in control he took it with a sheepish grin he couldn't push down and the glare he had been practicing to wear. The look worked in it's own way, looking menacing and wrong enough to make anyone around to see it to shut up and back off. It did the job so I didn't correct him on it, instead watching on with a proud and amused smirk.

Most of the time spent with Uraraka was somewhere away from the prying eyes of the rest of the class who caught on annoyingly fast. Never alone behind a closed door, Izuku was too modest for that and his face flushed just thinking about what we got up to where no one else could see. But outside, seated against the side of a building or walking through the trees off the beaten path while they talked and smiled like idiots in love. And I didn't mind, maybe a little, but I endured. I kept to myself mostly. Sometimes I teased Izuku for something but it was light and fun.

Uraraka's eyes looked into mine – into Izuku's red ones and she smiled. A small warm, soft smile that demanded Izuku's attention.

"That's alright" she said in a soft voice just a hint above a whisper and slid her hand into ours. Izuku had kept his eyes mostly dry on the outside and had patiently just waited silently while we had discussed things inside.

"But-" Izuku began, his own voice airy.

"I don't mind" she told him gently, her smile reaching her eyes and even I couldn't look away, amazed at how well she was dealing with this.

"You and Bakugo have always been special to each other haven't you" it wasn't a question, "and it's been just you and him all this time," she smiled softly as she glanced down to watch her fingers trace patterns across our own. Izuku couldn't take his eyes off of her, his cheeks warming as his chest lightened with enough relief that even I sighed from it. She looked back up at him with such warm loving eyes that even I felt the flutter in our chest at the sight before I tried to remove myself from it. Uraraka was for Izuku and Izuku was for me. Now that she was privy to that and still accepted it with such warmth and grace, I could see this working.

So it was official. We were to be an odd trio in secret and just a duo to the public. As time went by everyone started chalking up my – the times when Izuku was leading – good moments to Uraraka's influence and left it at light teasing or the nosy ones pushing for details, not that there was much to say at that point.

It wasn't till the third month that they actually kissed and, well what can I say, Izuku wasn't half bad at it after all the practice we had gotten in. I couldn't help but smirk to myself in those moments, oddly proud that he didn't suck at it and therefore make me look bad too. Whenever they were being intimate I tried to detach myself from it, wishing to give them as much privacy as possible, but it was impossible to block out everything. At first Izuku had held back, keeping the intimacy light and simple for my sake until I growled at him to stop giving a shit. It was a weird feeling. Not only knowing my boyfriend was kissing someone else, but also kind of….feeling it. I couldn't block out sensations fully nor could I do it as well as Izuku did so every now and again it's as though I could feel the kisses as though they were on me and I could feel the fluttering in my chest coming from Izuku.

And then one day, he did something different.

All throughout their moments I knew Izuku could feel my slight discomfort to the situation. Sharing my boyfriend, feeling the odd sensations and hint of emotions and being a third wheel in my own body all added up to a mound of confusion. So one day when he and Uraraka had shut themselves off in her room – Izuku's own room long since emptied and him not wanting to do anything in our room because he still thought of it as my room – and begun making out with her on the bed in the dark, he turned to me as well. Usually in our shared mental scape I literally got up and walked away, far enough to be out of view when he was alone with her. I already felt it and could see and hear it even without him right beside me but for some reason I just felt uncomfortable being so close to him while he was with her. But this time he seeked me out and the thing about sharing a mental scape is, you always knew where the other person was. It was just a feeling you followed until you found them – like an invisible string.

What are you doing here nerd? I raised an eyebrow at him but he was silent as he approached, a small smile on his lips that made me narrow my eyes and try to feel out his intentions as he walked closer. I stood from the flat rock in the woods I had been perched on to face him till he stood right before me. I could see the shining of love and lust in his eyes and that was one of the reasons I didn't want to be with him when he was with her. I didn't want to see that look he had once only shared for me pointed at someone else. I know it was a stupid and selfish small thing but it was something I just couldn't shake.

I opened my mouth to bark a 'what?' at him when he closed the distance between our faces and locked his lips to mine. The psychical touch brought a wave of emotions and sensations with it that was strong enough to make my knees buckle but his arms were right there to catch me and hold me to him.

I could feel everything at once and it was overwhelming. I could feel his lips on mine and the heat and want behind it but more than that I could also feel his lips on Uraraka's. Both at the same time. I felt his emotions pouring into me. The warmth and care he felt for Uraraka and the love and lust he felt for me all pooled into one swirling mass of heat between us that took my breath away. I could feel how happy he was that I had given him the chance to be with Uraraka, to live that part of his high school life that he had missed out on. I could feel his gratitude but overlapping all of that I could feel his overwhelming love and affection for me as he kissed both of us so deep and passionately at the same time until we were in sync, his lips moving against each of ours at the same time and his warm emotions pooled into me. It was something surreal.

When it was over Izuku pulled away, his green eyes half lidded and shining with something so magnificent I couldn't put words to it. Even now, he took my breath away.

It only escalated from there.

As the physical aspect of their relationship progressed, Izuku always seeked me out and involved me in his own way. If his hand slid up her shirt and caressed his chest, he caressed mine. If he lapped at her nipple he did the same to me. If his hands slid down the front of her pants, he slid it down the front of mine too. I wasn't opposed to it. At first it made me feel a little odd and overwhelmed as the rush of emotions came with it every time but it soon became a new high to chase. I enjoyed it. It made me feel wanted and it felt good knowing that even with Uraraka in his arms, that he still came for me and still wanted to feel and enjoy all of those sensations with me, even when he – we – were the one being touched. The first time she pressed herself against Izuku's erection I felt the heat flood through my body. The first time she touched it and every time after that, I felt it too. Other times Izuku would be the one touching me while she touched him, connecting the sensation back to him with burning hot eyes that drove me mad.

The first time they had sex, I felt that too. Despite having done it plenty with Izuku before, it had all been inside my head with my body reacting on the outside but this was a first for both of us, for our physical body anyway and I couldn't hide from it even if I wanted to. The closeness, the emotions involved, I felt it all and I found myself just as out of breath as Izuku himself. The next time it happened, he didn't let me get away. Everything he did to her he did to me and the mingled sensations of both what he was feeling and myself was so strong that it made tears prick at the corners of my eyes that he licked away before returning to kissing down to my neck as he did Uraraka's.

Slowly but surely I felt like we were becoming closer again, merging together stronger than we had before and I wondered what changes that had been doing to my body this time around.

A/N: So there you have it! The worst chapter I have written for this fic (in my personal opinion)

I had the base idea in my head which was for the characters to become their own kind of throuple really - or more so Deku having two partners - an open relationship? Gah, details!

I do very much apologize for how long it took me to get this chapter out. Every time I started writing it, it just felt so stiff that I couldn't bare it and kept putting it down for later until two weeks or so had past! My bad. This chapter felt choppy and lacking it's usual detail and I'm just glad its over and done with. Sorry if it disappoints anyone or feels rushed...because it kind of was. I hate it when the rest of the story can't progress because I'm stuck on one part. So infuriating.

I hope everything from here on will go much smoother because I have a solid plan for it all (only a few chapters left!) I swear after this fic though I am so completing my stories 100% before posting! I feel so disconnected with my own fic sometimes when I'm only doing pieces at a time. Lesson Learnt as the cost of this fic *sheds a tear*