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"Are you coming to lunch, Midoriya?"
Izuku's head shot up at Iida's question, watching him walk towards the classroom door where Uraraka was waiting.
"I'll catch up with you guys!" Izuku smiled "I just gotta write down a few more notes"
Class 1-A had just their English class with Present Mic, which just happened to be Izuku's worst subject. Naturally, he was trying to catch up and write down whatever was on the board to revise later.
"Okay, don't take too long!" Uraraka waved, bouncing out of the room with Iida in tow.
Izuku quickly went back to writing down his notes (how did Present Mic fit so much writing on the board?!), and soon enough the classroom was just about empty.
After writing his last sentence and shoving his book away in his bag, Izuku looked up to find Bakugou the only remaining person in the room.
Huh. Was he writing notes too? Izuku could have sworn English was one of Bakugou's best subjects…
"A-Are you writing some notes too Kacchan?" Izuku tried to start a conversation, which only made the boy in front of him tense up.
"Fuck off, shitty nerd" Bakugou's automatic response came, and Izuku didn't expect anything less.
With a sigh, Izuku stood up and started making his way out of the room. As he passed Bakugou, he couldn't help but notice how jittery he looked, one leg bouncing up and down at a fast pace.
Izuku glanced over his shoulder to see that, yes, something was wrong with his childhood friend.
His eyes were squeezed shut, face red, a bead of sweat slowly making its way down his forehead. He was gripping his pen so tight that Izuku was amazed how it hadn't snapped in half. The notebook in front of the boy was blank.
He wasn't writing notes this whole time?
Izuku started to worry. Was Bakugou sick? Had he been hit with some kind of quirk?
The green haired boy stopped and turned to face his classmate.
"K-Kacchan?"
No response.
"Kacchan, are you oka-"
"DO I LOOK FUCKING OKAY, DEKU?" Bakugou burst suddenly, making Izuku jump back.
"I-I mean, n-no you don't. Thats w-why I'm asking..." Izuku stuttered, "Do you n-need me to get Recovery Girl?"
"No" Bakugou replied blankly, leg bounding faster "Just... leave, Deku"
Not listening to Bakugou's request, Izuku stepped forward.
"You look like you're in pain, though!" Izuku replied "J-Just tell me what is wrong, I can try and help you!"
"Y-You can't..." Bakugou was the one stuttering now "You can't help, fucking nerd. Just leave!"
"Explain to me what is happening and i'll-" Izuku could barely get his sentence out before Bakugou exploded.
"I REALLY NEED TO FUCKING PISS, ALRIGHT?"
Izuku blinked a few times, not knowing if he heard the boy right.
"I... I needed to f-fucking piss that entire class" Bakugou murmured, head held in shame "I left it too late. If I stand up, I'm g-going to piss myself"
Oh.
Izuku instantly felt bad for Bakugou, as well as confusion over the fact that he just told him this largely embarrassing situation. Okay, Izuku might have pushed him to tell, but still.
Bakugou murmured something inaudible, and Izuku was pulled from his thoughts.
"W-What was that, Kacchan?"
"I said are you going to f-fucking help me?" Bakugou spat "Or just stand there with that d-dumb look on your face?"
Bakugou looked ready to burst. His breathing had started to get heavier, little moans escaping his lips every now and then. He opened his eyes, wide in panic, and Izuku knew he had to do something to help him. Anything.
And that's when the idea popped into his head.
"There's a bucket in the classroom storage closet" Izuku explained, dropping his bag and starting to walk to the back of the room "I'll bring it over, you can... yknow... and then we can just get rid of it"
"You want me to piss in a bucket?!" Bakugou growled, unable to turn and look at Izuku.
"Do you want to wet yourself?"
No response.
"Exactly" Izuku mumbled, not caring if Bakugou heard.
He flung open the door and started searching for the bucket, Bakugou's whines becoming more frequent.
"Hurry up, Deku!"
Izuku started to panic, not being able to find the bucket. Oh! There it was! He quickly grabbed it and started running over to where Bakugou was.
"Mmph, Deku!"
As soon as Izuku heard the tell-tale sounds of liquid hitting the linoleum floor, he stopped dead in his tracks.
Kacchan was having an accident.
Izuku dared to glance over at where his classmate sat, eyes growing wide.
Bakugou had both hands between his legs, obviously a failed attempt at holding on. A dark path grew around his crotch, soaking his front and hands. The piss pooled in the chair, eventually overflowing onto the floor, creating a sizable puddle. His eyes were closed once again, mouth clamped shut. Tears of embarrassment were rolling down his cheeks.
He made no sound. No sigh of relief, no sob, nothing. He just sat there, wetting himself.
Izuku felt his face turn crimson. He was watching Bakugou have an accident in their classroom, and it was making him feel… strange.
Soon enough, the sound of dripping liquid stopped, and Bakugou slowly opened his eyes.
Silence.
After what felt like 30 years later, Bakugou sniffed, head turning to Izuku "You took too fucking long, nerd"
Izuku wanted to apologize. He also wanted to run out of the room and forget what was now embedded into his brain. But before he could react, they both heard a noise coming from the hallway outside.
"Do y'think he is still in the classroom?"
That voice belonged to Kaminari. Izuku's head shot towards the door.
"Maybe?"
That was Mina
"We can check?"
And Kirishima.
Izuku looked back at Bakugou. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
Bakugou looked Izuku in the eyes, for the first time in so long, practically pleading for some solution.
Bakuo was begging Izuku to help him.
And Izuku knew what to do.
Dropping the bucket, he ran over to his bag, pulling out his still mostly full water bottle. It was a green, 1 liter bottle. Perfect.
Izuku ran back over to Bakugou, who looked just about ready to cry. Izuku paused for a moment, in shock that his Kacchan, the tough, egotistical hero in training, was practically in tears after wetting himself. Never in a million years would he have thought he would have seen anything like this.
Unscrewing the bottle lid, he looked between Bakugou and the bottle a few times.
"What are you-" Bakugou started, before Izuku cut him off.
"I'm sorry Kacchan..."
Before the classroom door could open, Izuku dumped the entirety of the water bottle down Bakugou's front, making the boy jump up in surprise.
"Hey Bakubro- WHOA"
Izuku turned to find the entire Bakusquad standing at the door.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT FOR, SHITTY NERD?" Bakugou screamed, starting to produce small explosions from his right hand.
"I-I'm sorry, Kacchan! I slipped!"
Bakugou suddenly felt the realization kick in. The little nerd just saved his ass.
He began to play along, running towards Izuku with a growl. Kaminari and Kirishima ran over and held him back (even while soaking wet with, ahem, two kinds of fluids) and Mina held Izuku protectively.
Everyone started talking at once, trying to dissolve the situation. Izuku just looked over at Bakugou, giving him a small nod that said 'you're welcome'.
Bakugou just rolled his eyes and gave a small nod back. Well, that's as good as Izuku was gonna get.
"Hey..." Mina said, letting go of Izuku.
"Why is there a bucket on the floor?"