No POV

Delicious smells were started to come out of the kitchen as Bakugo was cooking. The whole common space smelled so good.

Katsuki rarely cooked when there were this many people around, and if he did, it was never anything really elaborate. But he wanted to make Izuku something really good to eat. But he also didn't want to spend a ton of time in the kitchen, so he made ramen. He didn't want to spend time making the noodles himself, so he used instant. But what he was adding to it.. smelled so, so good.

There was leftover pork from the other day that he was frying, eggs he was soft boiling, and a whole bunch of spices and other stuff that he was putting in the broth.

Whenever he had a bad day as a kid, his mom would make him spicy ramen. It was faster to make than spicy curry, but equally as good. Especially because she made it when he was upset. It always seemed to make his problems go away.

As soon as the smells started to hit people's noses, the questions about what he was making were pouring in.

"Oh my gosh Bakugo! Your food smells soo good! But.. why are you making what looks like enough for two? Are you saving some for later or.." Ochaco said. She was watching him cook.

"None of your business." Katsuki said with a small hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"Oookay.. also.. have you heard from Deku-kun today?"

"Why are you asking me?" He said trying to sound neutral.

"Well.. I heard you guys were out last night.. and he's not responding to any of my texts.." she said with a frown.

"You're right" Todoroki chimed in.

"He normally says 'Good morning' to everyone in the group chat too.. and hasn't yet" he gave Katsuki a questioning look. "You sure you don't know where he is? Maybe I should go up to his room to check on him."

"His phone is probably dead.. it wasn't plugged in this morning." And as soon as he said it he regretted it.

"What??? How would YOU know THAT?" Mina said.

It seems like everyone is invested in watching Katsuki cook this afternoon, and is adding to this conversation. He's starting to get angry. He doesn't want to blow anyone up and waste anymore time. He needs to get back to Izuku. He takes a deep breath.

"I checked on him this morning.. Stay away from him IcyHot...EIJIRO!!"

"Yes?!" Kirishima sprang up from the couch and came rushing over.

"Taste this." And he hands him a little dish with the broth on it.

Kirishima's eyes close and looks like he is in heaven.

"Mmmmm! Oh my gosh Bakubro! Midoriya is so lucky!"

"What??!!" Mina gasped.

"Deku?!" Ochaco squeaked.

Katsuki was fuming. He gave Kirishima a death stare, and mouths the words "I'm going to kill you".

"Midoriya? *cough* I mean, uh.. I was hearing you guys talk about him and it just came out! I know nothing!!" And as he was trying to run away, Katsuki grabbed his shirt pulling him back.

"Help me. Get out two bowls, napkins, and utensils and put them on a tray. Consider this your apology for announcing to EVERY-FUCKING-BODY that I am brining Deku food."

Kirishima started to do what he was told, and Katsuki started to serve the food. He was tying his best to ignore the streams of questions and comments coming in.

"Why are you making Deku lunch?"

"Is he sick?"

"He must be special if he gets to eat your food"

"Are you guys dating???"

Katsuki's anger level was increasing after each question. Especially the last one.

"EVERYONE NEEDS TO SHUT UP AND MIND THERE OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!!"

And before he set off and explosion, Kirishima hardened himself and got in front of him ready to take the blast.

Realizing he wasn't getting blow up, he put his arms on Katsuki's shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

"Hey man.. calm down... breath. Let me help you bring this up.. don't keep him waiting."

Katsuki took a few deep breaths and counted to 10. Kirishima was always really good a calming him.

After he almost blasted everyone.. most of the people in the common space took a step back and decided to drop it. Clearly there was some tension in the air.

Katsuki carefully picked up the tray of the food and walked with Kirishima to the elevator and went to his floor. Thankfully the door wasn't locked.

Before Kirishima helped him with the door, he gave him a quick wink before walking away.

Katsuki POV

Well that was more stressful than it needed to be.

Deku has his back towards me and is looking at something on my shelf. His ass is front and center in his tight boxer briefs. Damn.

He soon turned around and greets me with a big smile on his face.

"Kacchan!! You didn't need to bring me something that fancy!"

I put the food down on the desk and he walks over to me and wraps his arm around my waste. I return the hug and ruffle his hair with my hand. He looks up at me and I move my hand to the side of his face and look down at his lips. Our earlier activities are making me not want to eat.

"K-Kacchan?"

"Hmm?" I slowly run my thumb over his bottom

Lip getting a rise out of him.

Fuck. Why do I lose all my self control around him.

He takes a deep breath and tilts his head back biting his lip before speaking

"S-should we.. s-should we eat?" He says with his eyes still closed. He looks to be trying to hold back. God i want him.

"Yea.. right.. I brought food.."

He steps away from me and takes a seat on the floor on a pillow. I pick up the tray and set it down in front of him and sit down across from him.

He looks down and the food and smiles.

"'Mmm it smells soo good Kacchan! Itadakimasu!!" And he picks up his chop sticks and bowl and starts eating.

Before I pick up my bowl and start to eat, I watch him. I want to make sure he likes it. After he takes his first bite, his whole face lights up in excitement.

"Mmmmmm ohh my gosh Kacchan!" He then puts down his food, and before I know it, he's kissing me. His hand is on the back of my next pulling me to him, and I'm in shock. But still return the kiss.

I should made him food more often..

He suddenly pulls away and is a blushing mess.

"That good aye?" I smirk.

"Yes! I-I'm sorry Kacchan.. I-I should have asked first.."

"Tis fine."

He picks back up his food and we eat our lunch in a relaxed silence.

As we were finishing our food, I broke the silence.

"Your phone is dead.. isn't it."

Looking over to his phone in my bedside table he gasps. "Oh my god you're right! Everyone must be worried about me!"

"Yea.. someone with kinda figured out I made food for you.. but you might want to plug in your phone and tell them you're not dead."

He has the same phone as me.. so I hand him my charger. He plugs in his phone, and turns it on silent.

"I don't need people trying to bother us.. when we um.. talk."

I put our bowls and the tray back on the desk, and motion him to sit on the bed with me. It's really hard to focus when he's dressed like that. Thankfully he put a blanket over his lap.

I take a deep breath before I speak.

Here goes nothing.