Short update this time, fuck you i dont want to finish this

In his room, Izuku was visibly anxious, itching to see Bakugou again. Not to kiss him furiously, but to talk, though the former would be nice. He recounted the events of last night. His tongue was in my mouth, it tasted sweet. Like caramel. Kirishima now knows about our relationship. Kirishima has a relationship with Mina, but I won't tell anyone. Kirishima is now kind of my best friend, he's easy to talk to. He found himself writing all of this down in his notebook, on the page after the All Might signature, considering the list and the math homework were ripped out.

Actually, I'll continue that list. Izuku copied everything that was on the list into his notebook. Once he had copied everything, he crumpled up the list and threw it away. Wouldn't want anyone seeing this.

On second thought, he picked it up out of the trash can under his desk and folded it small before putting it in the very back of his drawer.

He turned his attention back to the new list. He added some bullet points.

-His back feels very strong. (I love the feeling of his muscles.)

-When he's kissing me, he's very considerate. (he asked permission before he did anything, like putting his tongue in my mouth.)

-His tongue is unbelievably soft.

-His mouth tastes like caramel.

-When he's kissing me, his eyes narrow, as if to say "you're mine now."

-He's warm. (when his body was craned over mine, I could feel his heat. He was like six inches away still.)

-He's hot. (He looks so masculine when he kisses me.)

-His canines are sharp. (when i had my tongue in his mouth i could feel them.)

-His calloused hands.

-He's rough, but very gentle at the same time.

-His lips are softer than I imagined.

Looking at the time, Izuku set his pen down and closed his notebook. He got up and brushed his teeth, thinking of Bakugou's. He got dressed, thinking of Bakugou getting undressed. Of Bakugou getting them both undressed. He ran a hand through his hair, thinking about what it would be like if it was Bakugou's hand. It's safe to say that Izuku's mind was completely blocked up with Bakugou.

Before he knew it, Izuku was at his desk at school. The morning classes passed by without Izuku paying any attention. Lunch break couldn't have arrived fast enough for Izuku. He rushed out of the classroom, avoiding conversation. He got a bowl of rice and practically shoved it down his throat. It only took him two minutes from leaving the classroom to being finished with his food.

Knowing Bakugou stops by his locker ten minutes after class ends, he quickly went to Bakugou's locker and slipped a note inside. The note read 'Hey Kacchan! Could you meet me after school? I want to talk to you about something.' He left quickly, knowing Bakugou would see it in a few minutes. He was practically trembling with apprehension when school ended.

Mr. Aizawa asked him to clean the classroom today once school ended, so Izuku got the mops and everything from the closet. It's getting dark out already, I'll make this quick. He dragged the mop in circles, dancing with it and quietly singing to himself as if he were dancing with a prince. He didn't notice when the door opened and Bakugou stepped in. He continued his little dance for a minute more, with Bakugou there smirking.

"Looks like you're having fun."

Izuku froze, and turned slowly. "Hey Kacchan, uh, how long have you been there?" Izuku's face was red and he wore an embarrassed smile.

"For the whole last song." Bakugou was standing next to the door with his arms crossed. He was smiling. Izuku just stood there. "So, you wanted to talk?"

"Oh! Y-yeah, um, well, you see,"

"Get to the point."

"Uh, I was wondering if you, uh, wanted to, um…"'

CLIFFHANGER BITCHES