Normally Katsuki could deal with the noise, hell the neighbors before them were idiot pranksters who ended up getting evicted and Katsuki could see the same outcome for these party people that moved in a good six or seven weeks ago.

He hadn't met them in person because, to be honest Katsuki never did go outside. He wasn't interested in a social life , there was nothing out there for him. Growing up he'd been fed with a silver spoon and kept sheltered from the world.

Then suddenly he was pushed out. Suddenly he was supposed to know how to do certain things. Suddenly he needed to be 'Independent'. But anxiety, and unease of the world outside of his home had him shaking. He couldn't breathe outside, no matter how fresh the air.

He'd have sweaty arms and sweaty palms. Hyperventilating heart beating his chest up and weak in the knees. The feeling was awful and his parents didn't believe someone with a mouth like his could ever find displeasure being outside. Never did they when he explained that he couldn't step out there.

But apparently stepping out there was essential in order to survive. And shockingly it was necessary right now. Why ? Because those partyheads next door bumped the wall keeping their apartments separated so hard that Katsuki's flat screen tv fell off the wall and broke entirely.

The blond flinched when his smart tv hit the ground and a devastating clashing sound echoed throughout his apartment.

The only tv in his house was broken. Oh and this short fire-head was pissed. What in the hell was he supposed to watch his anime on now ? Especially when he was bored or waiting for the manga he ordered to come in the mail. What the fuck was he supposed to do in the mean time ?

When he finished online college classes and wanted to watch his tv shows ? Just what was he supposed to do ?

Without much thought the furious blond slid his dirty ripped house shoes on and grabbed his robe from off his livingroom floor slinging it over his arms.

Now if Katsuki was snoozing , he would've thought the tv fell by coincidence. But the fact that he was in the middle of watching tv, and a loud thump sent his tv tumbling off the wall he knew then.

That those piece of shits would have to pay for his tv ASAP or there'd be hell to pay. Katsuki may have been a bitch when outside surrounded by people , dogs, cats and buildings, but no body would bitch him out.

No body scared him and he was quick to throw his hands. Which was why he was taken out of public school at a very young age though thats a topic for another time.

The blond stomped outside his apartment giving little care for his rough appearance. Yeah he looked like a damn were-cat so the fuck what? His hair was always unnaturally wild, so damn unruly and impossible to tame. He hoped it made him look intimidating even with the lack of muscle.

Raising his fist he began to bang hard , damn near about to break the door off its hinges with mere anger and bare strength.

And just when he was about to start shouting, the door was lazily pulled open, music blaring louder then it was behind the door as a shirtless taller man stood in the doorway.

Looking quite unbothered by the glare the blond was throwing him, definitely not being slightly distracted by his oddly appealing appearance. 'What a show off , coming to the door with his toned body, fuck him'.

" Someone broke my fucking tv." Katsuki crossed his arms glaring up at the man who scrunched his face up in annoyance. Cold forest green eyes looked down at Katsuki like he was the most repugnant creature to ever exist.

" You brought your fat ass over here just to tell me someone broke your tv ? Boohoo get another one. " Curly green hair bounces with his head movement, eyes rolling as he spit his words out uncaring for what he'd caused or who ever he had in there with him. He even has the nerve to try and shut the door in Katsuki's face, but of course the blonds temper is lost when his weight was insulted.

Katsuki kicks the door open , the door flinging back and hitting the man in his obnoxiously pretty face. Katsuki's fist coming directly after the man was hit in the face by his own door. Yelping in pain as he was hit again, this time by fist.

The guy hunched over with his face in his hands groaning loudly, muffled curse words under his breath while Katsuki growled. Fist throbbing but he could barely feel it with that adrenaline rushing through his body.

" You piece of shit ! You're going to pay for what you fucking broke !"

" Woah bro ! "

" Oh my gosh deku !"

" Fuck you ! You, you asshole !" Before Katsuki could get another hit in and the fight could escalate. The green haired man was tugged back and held back by some guy with a ridiculously two toned hair style. Even so he was handsome as hell, looked just as good as the dumb fucker Katsuki punched.

Oh and he hoped he bruised his pretty face, since he thought he was superior enough to judge Katsuki's body.

And while Katsuki was going to force himself in just to beat the guys ass he was pushed back by a red-headed male, big red eyes and a strong body. His broadened shoulders and height was enough to block his view of the green haired male.

" Hey please calm down ! "

" Calm down? That asshole broke my tv! Whatever the fuck he threw into the wall made my tv fall! And then he has the nerve to call me fat! I'll show him fat! " Katsuki tried to step around the bigger man who absolutely made him feel as small as a doll. But was easily blocked.

" Huh ? Something hit the wall-, Oh ! Oh shit...that... that was actually my fault." The red head admitted while Katsuki's feathery blond eyelashes fluttered rapidly. The guy smiling sheepishly apologetic while it dawned on Katsuki that he might've just punched the wrong guy.

Might have,... cause this guy could be lying to cover for his stupid friend. But he looked like a very honest person not that , that meant he was. But if he was going to pay , hell Katsuki didn't give a fuck.

" Hah ? "

" I was wrestling with a friend. I'll pay for your tv I promise just-"

" Oh great thats all I wanted., The tv was a flat screen smart tv. Have it at my door by tomorrow morning. " Katsuki turned around no longer concerned with whatever they were about to do but the man was quick to grab his shoulder. Katsuki's body tensed as he glanced back at him.

" Why are you touching me?" The minute those words left Katsuki's mouth , the red head was quick to pull his hand away like he'd cut himself on the blonds not so broad shoulders.

" I'm sorry! I just uh...I never got your name." The guy was hovering over Katsuki's smaller self , which was making Katsuki feel quite threatened. He wanted to punch this guy for being big and scary.

" Bakugou. "

" Oh I'm Eijirou Kirishima! Nice to meet you even though this isn't the nicest meeting." But evidently this guys a sweetheart, Katsuki bets its hard on him where ever he goes. He looks dangerous despite the bubbly attitude.

" Yeah it isn't shitty hair. Instead of making nice with me, check on your asshole of a friend."

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The sound of thumping dragged Katsuki out of his unconscious state of mind, tragically. The blond male was enjoying his slumber so well until that irritating noise went ringing throughout his apartment.

And groggily he realized the noise was a rather hard knocking.

Who in their right mind would come banging on his door so loudly and so rude? Did he have to kick someone off the railing of the apartments?

He knows it isn't early, since he sleeps in alot. But could they at least treat his door like it is too early to be knocking so loud?

Grumbling underneath his breath, he rolled off his air bed. It was surprising that he could even get good rest on it, since he had to wake up a few times a night just to blow the air bed back up. It was always deflating and that was truly annoying. The blond would most definitely buy a better bed when he had the money.

Working online just didn't bring in the kind of money you could earn out in that world out there, at least thats what Katsuki believed. Or maybe he just got the wrong damn job.

Once again. He cared not, to check his appearance and approaches the door with hot morning breath, drool stains on his face and an overlarge Eraserhead T-shirt hanging off his shoulders. Heroeraser head from the manga My Hero Academia would be so proud of him for wearing it to SLEEP, if he was real.

Snatching his door open he glared up at a stranger... then he realized the guy wasn't necessarily a stranger. He was the sucker from the night before and he was holding onto a large flat screen tv, one larger then Katsuki's original tv.

Well there was two suckers Katsuki met and it wasn't the Kirishima guy he expected to be standing in his doorway.

" The fuck are you here for? Where's shitty hair?" Katsuki has to restrain the urge to look smug when he sees the dark bruise going across the green haired man's face. Oh and that so, so dark eye of his. Katsuki had hit him hard and now he's looking like a dog with spots. He deserved that for calling Katsuki and all his glorious thickness 'fat'.

" Here to bring your tv fatso, and who the fuck is shitty hair?" Katsuki's eye twitched when he heard the name 'fatso' but decided to let it go, its obvious this guy wasn't all that in the head especially if he still had the balls to insult Katsuki's weight.

The blond just sighed dragging his hand down his face in annoyance and stepping out of the way to allow the man in. The guy was fairly tall , once again, he and the other makes Katsuki want to kick their kneecaps in.

" Where you want me to put it ?"

"Just put it down on the floor useless fucker and get out." Katsuki spat glaring at the mans flexing back muscles. Such a sweet face shouldn't belong to such a piece of shit. And that body looked damn right sexy, he had no right to make Katsuki feel so shitty about himself.

" By the way... my names Deku." Deku stands up after setting the heavy tv down. Katsuki didn't honestly expect the tv to be here so quickly in all honesty the guy hadn't even check on his broken tv to see if it was actually broke. Which it very much is, the screen's completely shattered inside.

But the fact that this large tv was here made him feel like they had no problems with money. Must be nice.

" Oh wow I care. Get out already." Why was this jerk making small talk? Didn't Katsuki make it obvious he didn't like him. He didn't need his name anyway they'd most likely never hear from each other again.

" Not yet sweetheart... You owe me."

" I owe you?" Red eyes lowered into a squint. Was this guy delusional? What could Katsuki possibly owe this piece of shit? Oh Katsuki wondered what was next to leave his yap.

" You busted my face up and I ain't cause yah any problems. I could just show twelve the footage I got of you punching me in my face, how I was viciously attack and ho-"Deku bats his eyes bringing his hand up to his bruised and battered face. Mentioning the police and how he could report Katsuki was enough to get Katsuki to corroborate. His parents weren't going to bail him out it he was arrested and not only that he'd probably be homeless when he got out.

That was way too much drama over a punched face. Katsuki did remember seeing a camera down the hall of the apartments and god, he could imagine how horrible it'd look. Him stomping out of his room and suddenly sucker punching his next door neighbor.

" Alright enough! The fuck do you want anyway?" The blond pouts, lip pushing out in irritation while he crosses his arms. Hard eyes staring up at Deku's shimmering vibrant eyes.

"Suck my dick and we're all even." Deku shrugged casually, though he looked so smug. Satisfied with how visible Katsuki's sudden displeasure was. The blonds body tensing up at the words leaving the green haired males snobby mouth.

" You aren't serious righ-"

" I'm very serious. It's probably the most action you'll ever see in your entire life." Deku leans over Katsuki who shrinks back visibly.

" Don't tell me you're scared? " the bruised faced man snorts as Katsuki's face burns up in embarrassment. His fist clenching at his sides while he restrains the urge to black Deku's other eye as well.

" Of course not ! I just don't want my mouth on your skin. Who knows what sort of diseases you have ! And you must be quite desperate-"

" Desperate? Never that. I just want to see you suffer... After messing up my pretty face how can I get laid looking like this?" Deku's large hands gripped Katsuki's chin, oddly gently. Tugging the blond's face up, his head tilted back where he was forced to stare up into Deku's eyes.

Even with all that mess on his tired face Deku couldn't help but think, fatso was fucking beautiful. Not that the aggressive little shit needed that added onto his ego.

" Now you have to pay for what you did with that little mouth of yours. I expect you at my place at 5:30pm no later and I mean today. Yeah ?"

Katsuki tugs his face out of Deku's hand, a shiver crawling up his spine at just how serious Deku's tone had gotten. He felt like he was backed into a corner and soon started to regret ever leaving his apartment to confront his neighbors.

He would've been just fine if he'd gotten another, but his temper always gets the best of him. Now it feels like his life just got ten times more complicated then it'd ever been.

Deku laughs taking a step back and turning away from Katsuki.

" I'm clean by the way. And a virgin like yourself could never convince me you aren't clean. I know you are and its a fact."