The next day was a Saturday. Bakugo would have to drop the note off, but he was NOT about to leave the clinic. Afterall, he was pretty much grounded there.

Aizawa caved and allowed the clinic boys to go get some energy out in the pool, since "everyone pisses in the water, anyways." And Katsuki made sure to bow and give his thanks. He wanted to be mysterious and place the note where Kirishima would find it. The thing was: it was hard to find Eijirio. He was usually out running on Saturday mornings, not at the pool.

"You want ME to be the messenger AGAIN?!" Todoroki clarified.

"I don't want him seeing me before tonight." Bakugo whisper-sighed.

"So why do I have to deliver your love letter?" Shoto asked, mildly offended.

Stupid Minetta was waiting by the pool, looking for girls. "Todo-broski: he wants be mysterious, but he's just not that bitch."

"What the hell do YOU know, Minoru?" Katsuki raged.

"Well, I know you're not that bitch. You're the kinda bitch that is… well, the least mysterious. We can read every expression on your damn face!" Minetta laughed

"You're about to have a NEW face!" Bakugo stormed towards Minoru.

Minetta dived into the pool and spat water out of his mouth when he came back up.

Ew.

"Look." Bakugo said, seriously to Todoroki. "If I can beat you in a lap across the pool- no quirks- you have to drop my letter off, okay?"

Shoto sighed. "Fine."

And so the race was won… in Katsuki's favor. Seeing as no girls were coming, Minetta left and Bakugo felt safe enough to talk.

"Shitty Hair is usually running until 8am, which means that you have fifteen minutes to drop this off. Slide it under his door, drop it in his gym locker, staple it to his dick—I don't care. Just make sure he gets it." Katsuki said.

"Yeah- alright!" Todoroki said, exhausted with the task already.

That night, a new problem arose… The Camera ™.

They would get five minutes of "off time" to change into their briefs at night. Bakugo planned to "slip into the shower" just before and "slip back out" fifteen minutes later. He would just need Todoroki to block the camera 'accidentally' for a minute.

"No. No way." Shoto said to Katsuki's plan.

"C'mon, man!" Bakugo whined. New plan: threats. "Do it or I'll kill you."

"You've tried that back at the dorms. I'd like to think we're on better terms now." Todoroki said, flatly. "Just don't get caught, Bakugo. I'm happy for you, but I'm not taking another spanking." He frowned.

"Ughhh fuck off, Shoto." Katsuki cursed.

He waited for the time to come and at ten, he slipped out in the least conspicuous way- through the fucking window. And it was raining.

"God, he's an idiot." Todoroki sighed.

A silent alarm went off in Recovery Girl's unit, but seeing as Shuzenji didn't work nights unless she was on-call, it went unanswered for two minutes, then being automatically transferred to Aizawa and Yamada's suite.

They ran to the clinic in the now-pouring rain.

"Todoroki- Where's Bakugo?" Aizawa asked, seriously.

"Doing something stupid." Shoto sighed, flipping through his English textbook.

"Whatcha studyin'?" Mic asked, suddenly interested.

"I don't understand the poem by Emily Dickinson." Todoroki admitted. "People say I'm too literal for poetry."

"It's like: Wow it's raining cats and dogs out there now." Hizashi explained.

Shoto blinked. "Well, is no one going to save them?" he asked, peering through the window that Yamada Sensei was closing.

Hizashi frowned. "No, Shoto. It's a figure of speech."

"Ok." Todoroki said, going back to analyzing the poem.

All the while, under the fire escape stairs, Kirishima waited for Bakugo, who was in casual clothes (and no underwear of ANY kind)

"Hey!" EIjirio greeted.

"Hey." Katsuki returned.

"SO, uh- I'll take you. As you are. Trouble and everything." Kirishima nodded.

"And I guess I'll deal with your shitty hair." Bakugo blushed. He looked away. "I'm sorry I'm stuck in the clinic."

"Hey- it's fine, injuries happen. Just… get better and then we can, you know- spend the night in each other's dorm…" Eijirio now blushed, too. He added a final part: "In secret of course- I don't want a spanking."

"Too late." Aizawa said, holding a yellow umbrella. "Kirishima, Mic is waiting for you inside. Bakugo, you're with me in the clinic. What's this about doing something in secret?" The instructor asked Katsuki.

"It's nothing, sir." Bakugo blushed. He couldn't very well answer "Gay sex. You know." So he instead kept quiet.

When they arrived in the clinic, Aizawa pulled the waistband in the back of Bakugo's sweatpants. He gave a hard swat over the fabric. "No diaper?" He asked, fully well knowing the answer.

"I—" Katsuki stuttered. Finally, he gave up. "Fine- I'll put one on."

"Yes, yes you will. But AFTER your spanking." Aizawa said. "And the paddle is in use, so you'll take it over my knee."

Katsuki tugged down his sweatpants and kicked them to the side before he extended his arm out so that Aizawa had easy access to yank the boy over his lap and begin the hellfire of swats.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. OW!" Bakugo screeched at the seven-minute mark. At the final minute, the teen was openly screaming threats and the Ow's! were very shaky with sobs.

Shota let the boy stand and gave a final swat. "Diaper. NOW."

"Can we go back to calling them BRIEFS for Christ's sake?!" Katsuki said, rubbing out his bottom.

"Bakugo, I need you to listen and listen well." Aizawa began. His student slipped on his pants. Aizawa continued. "This was very disobedient of you—"

"Well, I didn't know the window was alarmed!" Katsuki said, exasperated.

"Obviously." Shoto muttered.

"Todoroki—" Aizawa warned. He turned back to Bakugo. "I need to know what you were planning."

Katsuki's face screwed up and he screamed into his pillow before looking up at his teacher, in near-tears. "I just wanted to have SEX!"

"Woahhhh." Mic remarked, dragging Eijiro in by the back of his hoodie. "Yeah, Shota. Call off the dogs- it was a LOVE confession. They aren't planning an escape."

The boys had never seen Aizawa flustered before. The teacher sighed and stood, before he glared at his husband. "And why did you bring him?" he asked, gesturing to the teen in Mic's grip.

Hizashi pointed. "I promised him that he could see that you didn't kill Bakugo." Mic started. "His whole spanking was 'Bakugo this' and 'Bakugo that' and 'Mr. Aizawa's gonna MURDER him and it's all my fault.'"

"I don't sound like that!" Kirishima whined.

"Uh, yes you did." Present Mic replied. He looked back at his husband. "And since he took his fifteen swats SO well, I figured I'd let him say goodnight."

Aizawa's face dropped, and he pinched the bridge of his nose to ward off a headache. He sighed. "Say goodnight in the hallway and then BOTH OF YOU TO BED!"

Katsuki slipped off his bed and met an awkward Eijiro in the hallway. Kirishima ended up stripping off his hoodie.

"Here. You look cold." EIjirio offered.

"I sweat nitroglycerin." Bakugo said.

"TAKE THE HOODIE!" Todoroki shouted, walking past the door to go take a shower in the shared bathroom.

"'Night partner." Kirishima saluted.

Bakugo gently kissed Eijirio's cheek. "Goodnight."

Neither made eye contact, they just turned around and walked in separate directions- Katsuki's face BURNING with blush, when he returned.

He slipped on Kirishima's hoodie and changed into a diaper and fell asleep…