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"Welcome home Kacchan," Deku smiled and gave a small wave as he moved to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner, "Another one of your agencies audit reports came through our office today. You did far less damage this time, I was impressed with how low the payout was this time around."

The sound of the closet door slamming shut caused him to freeze in his preparations, closing his eyes he waited.

"What are you trying to say tch? Are you saying I am losing my touch, that my power is going down?" Bakugo leaned against the door with his arms crossed glaring at him.

Sighing deeply he searched his mind for his answer before speaking, he turned around with a large smile on his face," What are you talking about Kacchan! This means you are becoming quicker and more calculated! You are honing your skills, I am jealous of the strength and control you are able to show. Unlike me."

Bakugo's arms relaxed as he closed the distance between them, placing a hand on either side of the kitchen island he stared down into the eyes of the mossy haired hero. Much to his surprise, he leaned his head down, and for the briefest of moments he rested his head in the crook of Deku's neck, then he sighed before walking away cursing under his breath.

As soon as Bakugo was out of the room Deku pulled out his phone to look at the breaking headlines. Searching the scrolling titles, he found what he was looking for. During a chase between the Heroes and a villain that afternoon a bridge had been compromised, and it had fallen on a family that had been walking there. The incident had taken the life of the youngest member of the family. A little girl by the name of Lizzie. The news was saying that there had not been enough Heroes on the scene, and her life may have been saved had they been able to get to her sooner.

Sighing he closed his eyes again and fought back tears. That loss of that little girl's life was not directly his fault, but the accident had happened while he was at work, sitting at desk doing not a damn thing. He could have been there, he was sure he could have helped.

Putting his phone face down on the counter, he finished preparing dinner. They were having curry tonight, not to spicy, with extra rice. Though, he wasn't hungry anymore after what he had just read. He served dinner and set out the plates, that night they ate in silence. Though he feared the days where he was scolded and punished once his partner arrived home. He feared the silence more. He could feel a storm coming. It was days like today that he knew he would seek him out.

Even though those nights scared him, he knew that in a way he was helping the blonde hero. He knew he was just as upset about the death of the little girl, and knew that he surely blamed himself for what had happened. Deku showered and waited in his room with the lights out, he left the door open. He must have zoned out for a few moments, for the next thing he noticed was a shadow across the room watching him. Small sparks danced and fell harmlessly to the floor as the figure neared him.

Slowly moving back on the bed, never making eye contact he whimpered gently and closing his eyes once his bare back touched the bed frame.

"You stayed awake for me." With no hint of this statement being a question, he stopped at the side of the bed and reached out his hand placing it on Deku's arm.

Without meaning to Deku flinched slightly when he could still feel the warmth from the sparks.

"I knew you would want me, so I waited for you," daring to glance up he could see that Kacchan was still wet from his own shower, and that he didn't even bother to use a towel before coming to see him. He himself had a towel still draped around his waist.

"Aren't you a smart one, you thought correctly for once," moving his body over Deku's he adjusted himself so he was positioned between his legs while sitting back on his own ankles, giving him a good angle on his partner.

When this had all began, he struggled, had tried to convince Kacchan to be gentler. He had even slipped up once in a moment of anger and accused him of causing more damage to his body than the villains had. Saying that it was Kacchan that was more of a danger to him and their future children. It was on that night that he has sustained the damage to his side. He was given time to heal, but during that time he lost his will to fight. He no longer saw a reason to argue anymore, and with no one to talk to about what was happening, he slipped into a daily routine led by the fate he was sure he would never escape

All Deku could do now was stare up at the naked body of the young man that he had spent the last year of his life with. Tears threated to fall as he thought of every night they had been together in this room. Never had he felt love from his friend, not once. There were times where he was gentler with him, or where he wouldn't leave marks. He always felt empty when they were done, like a tossed rag that was done serving it purpose. This night did not feel like it was going to be any different.

Bakugo made short work of prepping Deku before plunging into him. He was, after all, impatient in almost every aspect of his life. Deku let out a pained yelp and his back arched at the sudden penetration and pressure he felt invading him. He was given a minor reprieve, for once as the blonde gave him a moment to adjust to his size before continuing. He felt a hand under his hips lifting him, as the other hand leaned over him gaining a firm grip on the headboard. The brief moment of pause was over as Bakugo started to pick up a steady pace, moving in and almost out of him, never fully pulling out before slamming all the way back in to the hilt.

Small gasps and moans escaped his lips as his body betrayed him. He could already feel himself becoming hard, and he hated himself for it. His mind was in shambles and it screamed for this to be over, but his body wanted more. Reflexively his hand shot up and grasped the shoulder of his bedfellow and he struggled to keep himself in place. He felt tears begin to fall and he closed his eyes, whispering in his head that it would be over soon. It never lasted long, not normally.

He was caught off guard as he felt a hand wrap around him and start stroking him in time. He made eye contact with his friend and was sickened to see the smile that was on his face.

"You did good today to wait for me, here is a reward for your efforts Deku. Don't say I never gave you nothin." His grip became firmer as his movements became more erratic, he was close to cuming, and he knew it.

Deku screwed his eyes shut trying to will his body into not giving in, but his mind went blank as he felt himself spilling onto his stomach. He could hear Bakugo laughing under his breath as he slammed into him one last time, his body went ridged for a moment before he fully pulled out. Shifting his weight Bakugo moved to the edge of the bed and stood up. Reaching back, he picked up the towel that had slipped off of the petites hero during their session, and used it to wipe himself up before tossing is back onto the other's stomach. Without even so much as a glance back he walked out of the room humming to himself.

Deku laid in the bed unmoving as tears silently slid down his cheeks, his unfocused gaze stared off into the darkness as he cried.

'One more day down,' he thought to himself, 'one more day towards this being over…'

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