Hey! It's my first time writing for this fandom! I hope you enjoy it! This fic is PWP which for me means Porn with a Plot. This won't be a longer story (as far as I've planned) I wanted to do a short story after Class 1-A graduated and became Pro Heroes. Shoto, Deku, and Bakugou are in a relationship.

Warning: Smut

Three bodies lay in the bed and all are silent but only two are asleep. The emerald haired boy sleeps in the middle while the spikey blond-haired one has his right leg thrown over him. Peace finds them easily but for the white and red-haired one, sleeping was always an issue for him. It was easier to sleep now that he had the other men to comfort him but it didn't stop the nightmares.

Shoto laid in bed, his eyes not leaving the two men who slept peacefully. The soft breathing of Deku matched with the grunts of Bakugou brought a smile to Shoto's face even in the worst times. He wouldn't wake them with his own issues, but he knew that staying in bed wouldn't help him either.

Slipping out of the bed, Shoto pulled on his grey sweatpants and left the room. He memorized the apartment and moved easily through the dark space, reaching the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water. It wasn't long before one became two and then five. Shoto could control his powers, he had to regulate his body, so he didn't overheat or freeze himself to death. But there were times when he was nervous, and his body temperature rose which was normal for others but deadly for him.

It had been a while since he felt this way. After everything that happened with his family, he thought that he'd be better. His mother returned him, he was growing a relationship with his father and they were safe. They were safe because his brother, Touya, who was the villain Dabi, was in Tartarus.

Even though Shoto should be happy that he was the third-ranked hero, his boyfriends were happy and in love with him, his family was coming together, and he still thought about his brother. Shoto felt guilty that his brother had suffered and went down the path he did. Yes, being abused by their father was wrong but Shoto didn't turn out as a villain. Everyone had a choice and Touya made his. But Shoto still felt sad for him. The family tried to visit Touya in Tartarus, but he wouldn't see anyone unless Shoto went first.

Shoto wasn't sure why Touya wanted to see him after the times that Dabi planned and tried to kill him. Shoto wanted to believe that there was some hope for his brother, that the months in jail and having therapy would help. Therapy worked for Katchan, Deku, and Shoto's family. If Shoto could forgive his father then maybe he could forgive his brother, he wanted to forgive him.

"Icy-Hot." a voice said, pulling Shoto out of his thoughts.

Shoto turned to see Bakugou leaning against the blue kitchen wall, the kitchen lights on. Bakugou's black sweatpants hung low, his hands in his pockets and his black t-shirt hanging low enough for his toned pectorals to be shown.

"I didn't mean to wake you," Shoto said, walking past Bakugou and throwing the bottles of water in the recycling.

"The bed got cold, actually," Bakugou stated. "You're the reason we didn't get a waterbed."

Shoto smiled softly. No matter how much therapy Bakugou went to, he would never admit his true feelings. It was an issue at first but Shoto and Deku figured out that his love language was something different. Bakugou didn't verbally accost them anymore but his sarcastic tone was still there. In truth, Bakugou was nicer now and it made him not only a better lover but a better friend and hero.

"I'll be back in a few," Shoto said, running his hand through the white side of his hair.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, knowing that if they didn't speak, it would take longer than that. Bakugou wasn't going back to bed unless Shoto came with him. Deku would hassle Bakugou if Shoto didn't return and though that was part of the reason, Bakugou wanted Shoto to come back but he only said the former.

"I'm not going to listen to Deku whine about the cold bed." Bakugou sighed.

"Right." Shoto acknowledged, resting against the kitchen island table.

Neither of the men moved, the air growing thick with tension. Bakugou knew Shoto was getting lost in his mind, setting his temperature regulation off. The room was now getting cold, Deku would just shiver and wait for Shoto to figure out the issue but Bakugou was different.

"If you're going to free us to death, at least explain why you're going to kill the top three Pro Heroes." Bakugou hissed.

"Sorry," Shoto said, the air becoming warm. "It's nothing-"

"Don't lie to me, Icy-Hot," Bakugou warned. "I know you too well for you to hide from me. I'm only going to ask once. Is it him?"

Shoto nodded, his arms crossed around his chest, trying to protect himself though Shoto knew Bakugou would let nothing happen to him.

"Yeah," Shoto said. "I've been questioning, wondering, thinking if he's worth seeing, let alone saving."

Bakugou nodded, taking a moment to gather his thoughts as the therapist said. He could just be the asshole he was and tell him how he felt but that wasn't the best. This situation wasn't about Bakugou but his boyfriend and their family. Bakugou was learning how to be supportive and part of that was listening. Even though it pained Bakugou to see Shoto struggle, he would rather see it than Shoto trying to hide it.

"I know we make choices in life," Shoto said. "It was his choice to be a villain, to hurt us, and yet I wonder if someone tried harder if we looked long and just didn't take the bone and ashes that we saw as him."

"It's not your fault." Bakugou reminded him.

"I know," Shoto said, gritting his teeth. "It's his choice. I became a hero, and he became a villain and we had the same childhood but we are two sides of the same coin and I can't help but feel responsible."

Bakugou stayed silent as Shoto went on.

"I know I shouldn't feel bad, but I do." Shoto spat. "No, not bad but angry. Angry that I was born only furthering his abuse, that I'm everything he can't be, that I am everything he despises and everything father praises."

A tear made its way down Shoto's face and Bakugou sprang into action, walking towards Shoto, Bakugou wiped the tear from his face with his thumb, gently wiping the tear from Shoto's scarred face. Shoto flinched and Bakugou hated that when Shoto would usually find comfort in this affection. Deku would kiss Shoto's scar while Bakugou didn't give that kind of affection. However, this moment broke Bakugou and he wanted to be there for Shoto the best he could.

"I'm sorry." Shoto apologized and Bakugou wasn't sure what for. He wasn't going to ask for an explanation because Bakugou knew Shoto didn't even know why he was apologizing.

"Don't be." Bakugou dismissed. "You are my snowflake at times."

Shoto laughed and Bakugou even smiled, knowing that he was helping Shoto feel better.

"There are no words that I can say to assure you," Bakugou admitted. "In truth, I don't even know what to say, I've never been good with words. But I do know that you are not responsible for the actions of others and it's a burden you cannot carry."

"I know but-"

"Don't interrupt me!" Bakugou hissed, slightly losing his cool which made Shoto smile a little. "Even if I do not seem as if I care, I do. You and Deku are the most important people to me and if you hurt we hurt, Deku more than me but still."

Shoto smiled and kissed Bakugou on the cheek which only made him blush. Shoto loved when Bakugou expressed his feelings even if it was just small. They both had issues with emotions, it's what connected them but also separated them. They found their way to each other when all paths seemed so confusing.

"He wants me to visit him," Shoto said. "He won't see anyone besides me."

Bakugou's face squinted, disgust clear on his face. Bakugou was the proactive one out of the three and it was evident. He didn't like when Deku or Shoto put themselves in harm's way. Bakugou was their shield, the one to take the blows to ensure that his body was alright. It was something he always did and no amount of therapy would fix that.

"As much as I don't like the idea, I cannot tell you what to do," Bakugou admitted. "If you feel that's what you need to do then I support you."

"Really?"

"I JUST SAI-"
Shoto cut Bakugou off as he connected his lips to him, the only way to shut Bakugou up. Bakugou groaned and his hands fell around Shoto's waist as Shoto wrapped his arms around Bakugou's neck. Though Shoto started with the power, Bakugou took it and kissed Shoto forcefully, his tongue invading Shoto's mouth. Bakugou lifted Shoto onto the island table, Shoto's legs spread and Bakugou standing in the middle.

Shoto ran his hands through Bakugou's spiked hair and Bakugou's hands gripped Shoto's legs, massaging his thighs under the baggy fabric. It wasn't long before Shoto rocked his hips forward, his pelvis rubbing against Bakugou's stomach.

"Fuck." Shoto groaned between sloppy open-mouthed kisses.

Sharks fly between their lips, Bakugou's quirk sending little bursts between them. It was one reason why Shoto loved his lips. In that same movement, Shoto used his ice, freeze parts of his lips to make Bakugou's tingle. All the boys enjoyed using their quirks, it helped them focus their powers.

Bakugou's lips trail down Shoto's mouth and to his neck. Shoto threw his head back, letting Bakugou place teasing bites down his neck. Every kiss left a popping sensation that Shoto then froze over which caused Bakugou to lick over the iced skin.

"Bakugou…" Shoto moaned.

"Hmm?" Bakugou asked, his hand slipping from his Shoto's leg and cupping his balls.

Shoto hissed and Bakugou bit his ear. Shoto tried to catch his breath as Bakugou massaged Shoto's heavy sack.

"You love it when I touch you like this don't you?" Bakugou asked and Shoto nodded, his hips bucking for Bakugou.

"I hate seeing you upset," Bakugou growled in his ear. "My little snowflake as long as I'm here I'll make you feel good."

"Fuck…" Shoto moaned.

"You've got a dirty mouth," Bakugou smirked. "I should make you get on your knees and suck my cock."

Shoto hissed as Bakugou continued his firm touch. He wanted nothing more than to be touched like this by his lover. He loved when Bakugou talked to him like this during sex, he was rough and yet loving making sure to never go past the point of comfort. Deku was a soft lover and Bakugou was the opposite but both were great.

"But I want you to feel good," Bakugou said, his fingers locking into Shoto's white and red hair, pulling just enough for Shoto to hiss out in pleasure. "I'm gonna make you come, Sparky and then we're going to bed."

Shoto nodded, not wanting to take any longer. Bakugou kissed Shoto once more, leaving sloppy and wet kisses on his lips. His hands moved slowly, one sliding down his sweatpants and the other moving up and between his boxers.

Heat radiated off of Shoto's cock as Bakugou got closer. The temperature of the room changed and both boys were sweating now. Bakugou didn't let up, his hand on Shoto's cock, pumping it slowly. Shoto whimpered as Bakugou's other hand massages his balls.

"Baku…"

"I want to hear you, baby," Bakugou said as he looked into Shots brown and eyes blues.

Bakugou's thumb traced Shoto's tip, his thumb gathering up the pre-cum. Shoto watched as Bakugo bent down, his lips gently kissing Shoto's tip.

"Shit," Shoto said.

"

Bakugou smirked and then licked Shoto's tip. Shoto grasped the edge of the marble island as Bakugou licked if cock. It wasn't long before Bakugou's mouth closed around Shoto's shaft, moving until he held all of Shoto's cock.

Shoto moaned, his eyes closing and hands running through Bakugou's hair. Bakugou played with Shoto's balls, making sure to stimulate them and adding to Shoto's pleasure.

Bakugou flicked his tongue against Shoto's shaft and a chill ran down his spine, the room for a second turning cold. Bakugou looked up at Shoto as he moved his mouth up, sucking him off.

Bakugou hummed, sending vibrations through Shoto's body. Bakugou wanted to please Shoto, show him that no one -besides Deku- could ever please him. Even if Deku was in a relationship with them, Bakugou wanted to be better at something.

Bakugou moved his head again, taking more of Shoto's shaft. Breathing through his nose, Bakugou moved his head again, his eyes never leaving Shoto's. Each bob of Bakugou's head made his hair fall. Shoto gathered his strength and moved Bakugou's hair out the way.

Shoto bucked his hips, meeting Bakugou's mouth. He lost all thoughts of the former situation. He only cared about the man he loved giving him this pleasure. Shoto could see waves of heat in the room as he moaned. Sweat trickled down their bodies, glistening in the moonlight that peeked through the windows.

Shoto's breath hitched as Bakugou moved faster, his lips closing, twisting, and circling Shoto's cock. This wasn't going to cure the uneasiness of his soul but Bakugou knew that it would ease the tension if at least for a moment.

Shoto could feel it, his body tensing and his cock twitching in Bakugou's mouth. Rolling his head, Shoto looked out the corner of his eyes to see green hair. He blushed as he saw Deku staring at both of them. Shoto wanted to speak but hissed as Bakugou smacked his leg, wanting his attention.

Shoto looked back to Bakugou and moaned. Bakugou's nails dug into Shoto's skin leaving red marks. Shoto hissed as he pulled on Bakugou's hair.

The release came in waves, the room rising in temperature and then falling. Shoto gasped as he released, his cum shooting into Bakugou's mouth. Bakugou caught all of Shoto's seed and then swallowed. Shoto caught his breath and once Bakugou stood up, they kissed once more, allowing Shoto to taste himself.

"Better, Icy-Hot?" Bakugou asked, wiping the rest of his mouth with his hand.

Shoto nodded and ran his fingers through his damp hair. It was then that Bakugou looked over his shoulder to see Deku leaning against the wall with a blanket.

"Enjoy the show, loser?" Bakugou teased.

"I Uhh-I mean...yeah," Deku replied nervously and blushing.

Even after months of being together, Deku was still nervous. Shoto and Bakugou smirked as they looked at their friend and lover. Somehow loving Deku had brought out the feelings they all collectively shared for each other.

"What's wrong, Midoriya?" Shoto asked as he got off of the counter and pulled up his pants.

"The room was hot and cold," Deku said. "I wanted to make sure you weren't having a moment."

Shoto smiled, loving the comfort that Deku provided him. Deku would always check on his friends no matter the issue. It's one reason why Shoto fell in love with him.

"Sorry," Shoto said, rubbing his cheek. "I'm better now, we can go back to bed."

Deku nodded and turned, letting the boys follow him. It wasn't long before they got into the bed they shared, Shoto in the middle, Deku on the right, and Bakugou on the left. Shoto raised his body temperature, warming himself so all of them could be warm.

Soon they all had fallen asleep. Shoto found peace for the night and he hoped that when he woke up, there wouldn't be this much discomfort. But he didn't know what tomorrow would bring, only that this moment made him happy.

The second chapter is coming!