A/N: Hello friends! Okay, i saw a tik tok that inspired this, but it's also just an excuse for me to write Izuku defending Katsuki's honor by beating the shit out of Kirishima. No hate for Red Riot at all, but he's the only other appropriate character that I can see dating Katsuki. He really just drew the short stick lol. I literally wrote this in an hour soooo may the odds be ever in your favor while reading this lol.
Bakugou Katsuki is a lot of things. Angry. Egotistical. Emotionally immature. He knows all of these things about himself. Ever since he came to UA, he's been working on it. But despite it all, Katsuki knows he is a good person. He knows what he's worth. Or at least he did. Until he came and tore it all apart.
"I can't do this anymore, Katsuki. I don't want to."
"What?"
"It's your own fault really. You're too hard to love. You make it hard for anyone to love you. To care about you." The red head runs his hand through his hair and shakes his head.
"Eijirou, I don't understand. What are you talking about?" Bakugou feels a pit form in his stomach, deep and aching in the worst way. He can feel the bile in the back of his throat. The acidity shakes him out of his stupor. He stands suddenly, rage running through this veins. This. This is a comfortable feeling. A normal feeling.
Kirishima puts his hands up in surrender, but flashes a menacing smile at the blonde boy.
"This is what I'm talking about Katsuki. Do you feel anything?"
"FUCK YOU KIRISHIMA! I gave you EVERYTHING."
"It's not enough." Kirishima met his gaze one last time before turning and leaving Bakugou's dorm room.
He could feel the anger dwindling. With no strength left to keep the emotions at bay, Katsuki feels the tears fall. He collapses on his bed, pulling the blankets over his body and up to his chin, he cries. Silently, as always. He thought back over the year and a half relationship, frantically searching for the signs. Had Kirishima always planned to end this? Had he known that he didn't really love Katsuki all this time? Even when the blonde managed to open up and reciprocate the sentiment? He closes his eyes, thinking about when he had finally managed to push those three words past his lips.
The air was humid, filled with shared breaths and sweat. One large hand tangled in blonde locks, the other gripping his hip Ike a lifeline, lips finding every available inch of skin. The sweet scent of nitroglycerin filled the space around them as Eijirou thrusted again.
"Hnng-ah" Katsuki gripped the other boys shoulders as pleasure shot through hit stomach, coiling tightly. Eijirou watched as he came apart, undeniably enjoying how vulnerable Katsuki was in this moment. They continued at a slow, sensual pace. Katsuki's eyes squeezed shut as he rode the wave of pleasure that came when the other boy hit that spot. After they finished, bathing in the comfort of the other, Katsuki felt Eijirou shift. His lips brushed Katsuki's ear.
"I love you, Kats." It brought a small smile to Katsuki's face as he opened his eyes, finding the other boy staring at him with untold emotion swimming in his crimson irises.
"I-I love you t-too Ei." He whispered as he drifted off to peaceful sleep.
Katsuki's face felt tingly, his eyes unable to shed anymore tears, he finally got up to shower. They had class in the morning, so he had to finish his weekend homework and try to prepare to see Kirishima without wanting to either cry or choke the other boy out. He turned on the shower and stripped out of his pajamas. He spent almost an hour trying to scrub his body until he felt better. He let out a few more stray tears as he dried himself off and got dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a grey tank top. Looking at the clock, it says it's almost noon. He decides the homework can wait and grabs his phone. He hits the familiar contact and presses call. It only rings once before a voice comes through.
"Hey Kacchan!" His voice is already making Katsuki feel a little better.
"Zuku, hey. Are you busy?" He curses quietly at the shake in his voice. He knows the nerd will notice.
"I'm on my way, be there in two minutes." The call is ended before Katsuki can even say anything else, so he just sighs and waits for Izuku. He barely has time to get comfortable before his dorm room is swinging open, revealing a panting and red faced Izuku.
"You ran here?"
"The elevator was too slow so I just used OFA to get down the stairwell. Although I accidentally landed on Kaminari, but I think he's fine. Actually, I don't know if he is, I didn't stop to check. He'll be fine, I was only using like five percent. I'll apologize later. Anyway, I know something is wrong, so what is it?"
Katsuki only waited until Izuku finally ran out of air and was forced to stop speaking before he opened his mouth. He paused as the words got jumbled and stuck in his throat.
"Shut the door and come sit down." He said, honestly trying to buy some time to figure out how to tell his best friend about his cluster fuck of a morning. Izuku complies, making himself comfortable and looking at Katsuki with expectant eyes. Katsuki rubs his eyes and wills himself not to cry. Sighing, he decides it's better to just get to the point before Izuku resorts to torture methods.
"Shitty hair broke up with me." Well, straight to the point all right. He had meant to say more than that. Izuku looks at him with confusion skating through his eyes.
"What? Kacchan, what exactly happened?"
"He said I should have seen it coming because I'm impossible to love. That I make it hard for anyone to care about me. He asked me if I even feel anything." He could feel the tears welling up again.
Stupid fucking brain, shut the hell up.
"I'm sorry. He said what now?" Izuku grabs his chin and gently tilts his face up.
"He said that?" Izuku is angry. He's fuming. Katsuki can tell because even the tips of his ears are red. It's never good when Izuku's ears turn red. Something always ends up destroyed afterwards.
"You fucking heard me Izuku, that's what he said." Katsuki just wanted to sleep. He wanted to curl up and sleep for weeks. Looks like that wish isn't getting granted today, because before Katsuki can protest, Izuku is storming out of his dorm room.
"What the hell, Izuku! Where are you going?" Katsuki jumps out of his bed to follow the green haired boy. He sees the door to the stairwell slam closed and starts running.
"FUCK, IZUKU WAIT FOR ME ASSHOLE!" Katsuki uses his explosions to shoot himself down the two flights of stairs that lead to the common room. Green lightning is just barely ahead of him as he burst through the door to the common room. He makes it just in time to see Izuku swing at Kirishima. Katsuki knows it was an OFA powered punch as soon as it makes contact with the red heads face. He doesn't have enough time to harden himself, so he takes the punch directly to his jaw. Katsuki swears he sees teeth fly across the room.
"MIDORYIA"
"DEKU
"WHAT THE FUCK"
Their other classmates yell, but are frozen to their spots as Izuku throws another punch into Kirishima's gut. The other boy doubles over, spit and blood flying through the air. Izuku grabs him by the hair, forcing his head up as he tries to recover from the assault. He's on all fours, blood spilling from his mouth, barely able to catch his breath, but Izuku doesn't hit him again. Katsuki is frozen. A blush rises on his cheeks at the fact that Izuku-sweet, nice, Izuku, would apparently beat the ever loving shit out of Shitty Hair on Katsuki's behalf. Something in his swirls in his gut, but he immediately shuts that shit down. He is not going to pop a boner over his childhood friend displaying such…deliciously violent tendencies.
Katsuki tunes back in to Izuku's voice booming over the chaos that is class 1-A.
"You know Kirishima, I've watched you with him. All this time. You never deserved his love. And I know for a fucking fact he loved you. You KNOW how much it fucking takes for him to trust ANYONE and you just let it go to waste. A privilege that you just squashed like it was nothing! I have loved that man for every day, every minute, every second of our fucking lives. I will love him until I take my last breath. You could have had EVERYTHING with him. He doesn't love often or openly, but when he does, Bakugou Katsuki loves with everything he has. Even if he doesn't say it. Look at his actions. They will speak louder than his words EVERY DAMN TIME. Look at him Kirishima. He is the fucking sun, and you are nothing more than an insignificant rain drop meant to fall. Stay away from him or I won't hesitate to Detroit Smash your skull into the concrete. Your quirk is fucking worthless against me and we both know it." Izuku pants as the entire common room goes quiet. He roughly lets go of Kirishima's hair, leaving him a coughing, bloody mess on the floor. Katsuki stands still. Frozen.
What the actual fuck.
Izuku just smiles as bright as the sun and skips over to Katsuki. He feels the other boys fingers intertwine with his and begin to pull them towards the elevator.
Katsuki just stares at him in disbelief. He's still replaying Izuku's words over in his head. He never thought Izuku would see him that way.
What the fuck. Izuku loves me? Me? There's no way. I'm not that lucky. I don't deserve that.
Izuku is looking at him like nothing happened. Like he didn't just profess his undying love for Katsuki in front of their entire class. He seems to be debating something internally before he speaks again.
"My eyes have never strayed from you Katsuki."
As soon as the elevator doors close, their lips meet.
Katsuki had never been good with words anyway.