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You think your life is done he took it all with him
So you drink enough for it to wash away the sin
Such a shitty thing he did, the way he said good bye
You can take it out on me if you like
Fuck away the pain, erase him from your brain
Fake it like you love me, Come on baby touch me
Show me where it hurts this dirty little curse
Izuku knocked back whatever strong drink had been gifted to him. He never considered himself attractive enough for strangers to approach him and offer to buy him a drink for seemingly no ulterior motive. They just shouted at the bartender that whatever he picked was on them and walked away. The club life was confusing.
Another glass was pushed in his direction and he opened his mouth to tell the stranger a firms 'thanks, but no'. That was one of the biggest rules of drinking, if you didn't watch the bartender make it, don't drink it. If you turn your back on your drink, it isn't yours anymore. The words froze in his mouth when he saw who had taken the barstool next to him.
"What's got that look on your face, hero?" Tall, dark, and incredibly scarred asked him, long fingers dancing on the side of the glass. Green eyes narrowed at the interloper.
"Dabi." Izuku growled, making a move to stand. The villain placed a dangerous hand on his wrist, stopping him. It was hot against his skin, not painful but still overwhelming.
"Come on now, I'm being civil." The hero student sat back down and glared at Dabi who sipped at the drink he'd brought over nonchalantly.
"What do you want?"
"Why do I have to want anything? I just so happened to be here for my own personal enjoyment when I saw a lonely heroling drowning themselves at the bar and thought 'let's see what that's about?' So I came over to do just that." For someone who's supposedly stoic, Dabi sure talked a lot.
Izuku blinked at his companion and sighed. Maybe it was the light buzz of the drinks he'd been nursing for the last hour or the fact that the villain was far removed from his life that he didn't mind opening up to him. Either way, he threw back the last of his whiskey, not even blinking at the burn alcohol was presumed to have, and faced Dabi.
"My boyfriend cheated on me so spectacularly, I don't even know how I'm meant to handle it." The hero student sighed, glaring at his now empty glass. The one the villain drank from was handed to him. He took it with a grateful look.
"Alright, I'll bite. What happened?"
"Katsuki fucked damn near my entire class, that's what happened!" Izuku's voice raised over the loud bass of the music. He swiped an angry hand at his eyes, hating how he cried for every emotion. "He said he wanted to keep us on the dl because he wasn't ready to be out. I respected that, I'm not out either so I get it. Little did I know, he was using the fact that nobody knew we were together to hook up with our classmates. It's not that he didn't want to come out as pan, he didn't want to come out as dating me. Everybody knew his sexuality! And now, I have to live with not only my cheating asshole of an ex, but all his exploits!" Izuku was damn near shouting by the end of his explanation. Thankfully, the club was packed and incredibly noisy.
"Fucking hell." Dabi muttered under his breath in disbelief. At the story or the way he was acting, the hero student wasn't sure. He ordered two new drinks for them.
"So many of my friends slept with him because they didn't know. I know I'm meant to forgive them, it wasn't their fault it's Kacchan's, but fuck if I don't hate them a little."
"Yeah, I don't blame you." The villain patted his knee awkwardly. "That's extremely fucked."
"Ha, tell me about it." Izuku snarked, knocking back his newest drink without care. He learned in the last week of second year when Mina and Hanta snuck in alcohol that he had an uncanny tolerance. When all his classmates had been smashed and incoherent, he had only been slightly tipsy.
The pair sat in silence for a couple of minutes with the drinks and Izuku's red boot occasionally tapping against Dabi's black ones before the villain spoke up. "Do you want to dance?"
"Hah?"
"Dance? Do you want to?" Green eyes blinked rapidly as his freckled nose scrunched in confusion. He looked over to the sea of people having the time of their lives and shrugged.
"Why not?" Dabi grabbed his wrist, fingers easily wrapping around the skin, and pulled him to an empty space on the floor. He pulled the student into his arms and the two fell into an easy rhythm.
Izuku had hands hotter than his ex's on his waist and the small of his back. They shifted his shirt and left fire in their path. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing. At a club dancing with a villain who left a majority of his class, including him, with some sort of trauma. Granted, he hadn't interacted with the man after their war ended with All for One dead. The League was rumoured to have disbanded but the heroes hadn't been able to find the major members to arrest them.
"What your boyfriend did to you was shitty." Dabi whispered against Izuku's ear, sending shivers down his spine. He could feel the older man's heartbeat and every breath with how close they were. It could hardly be called dancing anymore, resembling more of a hug while swaying in place. "If you want. . . you can take it out on me."
Lips grazed the shell of his ear as his body shuddered. "What?" He played dumb. The fingers playing with the hem of his shirt, tugging him closer left him very aware of what Dabi was saying.
"I can erase him from your brain. Make you forget the hurt." The fire user slid his exploring fingers under his top, brushing against the skin. Every touch set Izuku's nerves ablaze. "Come on, baby. Touch me, use me, fuck me."
Izuku could feel his whole body tremble at the nickname and even more at the last words. His head fell against Dabi's shoulder as he nodded heavily. "Fuck, yes, please. Take me out of here."
Touya wasn't sure what he was thinking approaching the hero student at the bar. He had gone under the radar of the heroes after the war. Was he really going to throw it all away for one cute third year? The answer was yes. At first, it had been curiosity. Then, a loneliness that came from his only friend group disbanding and being a wanted criminal.
Now, it was a deep-rooted heat in his body that didn't come from his quirk, tingling in every place the kid touched. He hadn't been touched in so long, not since Hawks before Twice and all that came after. Deku, Midoriya, whatever he was called, was so pretty, small and strong. The kid could probably bench-press him but didn't even come up to his shoulder. Green eyes burned like fire and the villain faintly felt like a moth hypnotized by something that would undoubtedly ruin him.
He had been half serious when he propositioned Midoriya. Only half in case he was turned down despite the body pressing against him telling him another answer. He didn't mind being the kid's rebound if it meant quelling the heat in his body for just one moment. He knew from the full-body reaction he got from the little hero that he wasn't going to get a no.
Maneuvering through the crowd, Dabi pulled Midoriya out of the bar. The cold air hit him like a bullet, stinging in the way frigid temperatures tended to. The kid hissed in annoyance, tugging at the hand in his.
"Do you have a place nearby or should we find a hotel?" Puffs of air formed in front of plump lips as the teen shivered. Touya considered it for a moment. A hotel would be safer for him, but his apartment was closer than the nearest inn and it was freezing.
"Come on." If Midoriya decided to betray him later and tell anyone where he lived, he's pretty sure what they were about to do would be a mutual sort of destruction.
A ten-minute walk later in icy air found the pair at a dilapidated apartment building. It looked worse on the outside. The area they were in was criminally underfunded but there weren't any heroes that patrolled the area and it was cheap. Midoriya let out a choking noise and came to a stop that Dabi only noticed because their hands were still connected.
"Having second thoughts?" The villain snarked, hiding his nerves. If the hero student knew where he lived but backed out now then, he had nothing against him.
"No, I, um. . . you actually live here? Like this is where your apartment is?" Midoriya fidgeted in place with the slightest hint of fear in those big green eyes.
"Yes, I actually live here. I know it's not the nicest to look at but it's cheap and off the radar of the heroes. Not everyone can afford fancy houses, y'know." Dabi was beginning to get irritated and he was sure it showed.
"It's just, this is my apartment complex. I also live here." The kid admitted, walking forward and allowing them to get out of the cold. "After my mom . . . passed, I used the money I had to get a place of my own. Staying at the dorms all the time was bad for my mental health so this is where I am on the weekends. We've apparently been neighbours for a bit of time."
Touya remembered the kid's mom's death as All for One had decided to broadcast killing her. He wondered if his own mother felt like Midoriya had when he'd tried to kill Shouto and Enji. He decided it was better not to think about it. "Huh, so my place or yours?"
"Yours, please. If that's okay with you."
"Well, my apartment was the original plan." They passed the broken elevator and headed up the stairs. Dabi placed a hand on the small of Midoriya's back as they climbed the steps, sliding his fingers under the cotton material. He smirked at the small gasp the teen let out and entertained the idea of just slamming him against the cold grey walls of the stairwell to hear his moans echo.
They arrived at his door and he fished out his keys. The air between them was electric with lingering touches against the barest amounts of skin. He heard the teen mutter under his breath;
"Wow, we really are neighbours." Touya wondered which door in the long hallway led to Midoriya's home. To think he had been so close to someone who could legally arrest him was one part terrifying and one part thrilling.
The door creaked open and he stepped in and clicked the light switch three times. He had a simple one-bedroom apartment with a full bath. The foyer, dining area, and living room were just one big open space that the kitchen overlooked. Everything was perfectly organized, not a thing was out of place. He double-checked to make sure nothing was off as he slid his shoes off. His guest did the same and he lined both pairs of shoes to the left of the doormat.
Midoriya clearly had a million and one things to say sitting on the tip of his tongue. None of the words got out as his body was pushed against the now-closed door. Dabi turned the lock shut and slammed his mouth against the teen's in a bruising kiss which was reciprocated eagerly. He ran his tongue over wind-chapped lips and noted little healing cuts on them. The hero student responded to each kiss with a clumsy sort of enthusiasm that felt inexperienced. He pulled back slightly, smirking at the mouth chasing his own which turned down into a pout.
"Have you ever done this before?" The villain wondered, skimming his thumb across the plump bottom lip. Izuku popped the digit in his mouth, running his tongue between the skin and the nail.
"I'm not a virgin, if that's what you're asking." He replied around the finger, pulling it out with a wet sound.
"You kiss like you are."
"Oh, kissing. Yeah, Kacchan didn't like it so it was rare. I'm sorry if I'm bad, but I'm willing to learn."
"He had you all to himself and didn't kiss this perfect mouth? Guess I'll have to rectify that." Dabi closed the gap between their lips with a soft kiss that quickly became heated. He wasn't lying, Midoriya seemed to be made for kissing. He couldn't imagine having someone like him as a boyfriend and wanting anyone else. His parents deserve a thank you note for making him.
Open kisses dragged the cutest little sounds from his partner. Touya licked into the boy's mouth, one hand on his cheek to hold his head in place and the other dug into his hip. A curious tongue poked back at his, running over the little silver piercing he had. Barely resisting a shudder at the action, the villain broke away to trail wet kisses across Midoriya's jaw and suck a bruise into the flesh.
"Be-bedroom," the hero student panted heavily.
"As you wish, Midoriya." Dabi pulled the teen's body with him as he backed his way over to the closed door. He knew where every piece of furniture was, so he easily maneuvered around without looking. He was too busy making a matching hickey on the other side of his partner's jaw.
"Izuku, call me Izuku." Izuku whined, grasping at the villain's jacket like he wanted to both shove it off and use it to pull his body closer.
"As you wish, Izuku." The fire user reached behind him, turning the doorknob several times before pushing it open. The lights flickered on as his partner apparently found the switch before him. The back of his legs hit his mattress as his coat was yanked down and he had to move his arms to allow it to be removed. His shirt quickly followed.
Scarred and crooked fingers ran down his bare chest, taking in the scars and lean muscles. Izuku traced each jagged line where flesh and burns were held together by staples. The teen leaned down, mouth grazing the skin that few dared to even touch nevermind kiss. Small, sweet pecks brushed oh so softly against the discoloured area causing a familiar burn in the scars under his eyes. Touya quickly yanked the kid back up and captured his lips, ignoring the pang in his chest.
The villain rotated their bodies so Izuku was the one with his back to the bed. He pushed the boy back making him fall onto the plush mattress. The teen scooted further onto the bed and made a 'come hither' motion with his fingers that Dabi was all too eager to obey.
He crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between Izuku's muscular legs. His hands slid up the denim-covered appendages and captured his partner's mouth once more. He could kiss the little hero forever, his lips so soft and pliant against his. "Shirt off." He growled an order the kid was keen to follow.
The fabric was flung out of sight revealing abs, muscles, and so many scars. Not as discoloured and obvious as his own, but way too many for his age. The black compression sleeve stayed in place, but Touya didn't feel bothered to ask about it. It would probably be a pain to remove. Instead, he focused on the buttons and zipper on the kid's jeans. Izuku lifted his hips to assist in removing the pants.
"Fuck, you're sexy." Dabi murmured, placing open mouth kisses down the hero student's chest. He really had an unfair amount of muscle but damn if it wasn't fun to run his tongue over. The kid's body squirmed beneath his touch as he mapped out roads with his mouth and made newer, nicer marks amongst the scars.
His teeth grazed the edge of Izuku's boxers and the boy shuddered. His hardness was barely contained by the thin fabric and left a noticeable wet patch. He ghosted a hot breath over the covered erection, lowering his mouth to kiss it teasingly. Izuku whined, arching into his kisses. Slowly, he eased down his partner's underwear to free his reddened cock.
"I'd like to suck your dick." The villain declared, staring at the erect member with a watering mouth. He loved giving head and the kid's cock was gorgeous.
"Oh god." Izuku whispered, throwing an arm over his eyes and falling flat onto his back. "I've never had a blowjob before."
"Rarely kissed, no blowjobs, man your boyfriend was shit. Don't worry, I'll take care of you."
Dabi kissed lightly at the soaked tip, precum staining his lips, before giving it a little kitten lick. Then another. He swirled his tongue around the red flesh earning cute little gasps from his partner. He barely did anything and the kid was already shaking, dick leaking. He sucked the head into his mouth, the piercing on his tongue trailing over the slit. Izuku’s body arched into his mouth but he placed his hands on full hips to keep him in place. Pulling off with a wet pop, he smirked at the squirming hero student beneath him.
“You respond so beautifully. I’m gonna make you fall apart.” Before Izuku could say anything in response, Touya slid the entirety of his dick in his mouth. He ignored his gag reflex which always made itself known at the worst times. He may love giving blowjobs, but his throat sure didn’t so he pulled up a couple seconds later. He bobbed his head up and down, going as far as he could which was at about the halfway mark of the kid’s dick.
Wet slurping noises and writhing moans made a pornographic soundtrack to fill the normally silent apartment. Dabi traced every vein with his tongue while using one hand to massage Izuku’s balls and the other to assist with a sloppy hand job. He seemed to be making true on his words as the kid’s body shook with pleasure. He had to give it to him, he really tried to hold back his orgasm but a particularly swift twist of his wrist had spurts of white painting his scarred face. Touya stroked Izuku through the entirety of his climax, milking every last drop of cum.
“Fuck me~ That’s what a blowjob feels like? No wonder Kacchan always requested them.” Izuku panted, running his fingers through the villain’s spiky white hair. He twirled a longer lock around his index finger while his other hand coaxed the man back up to his level. He leaned up to give what Dabi thought would be another kiss only to turn his head at the last minute and run a tongue over his own release. Fuck if that wasn’t sexy.
“Baby, your boyfriend did you dirty. Don’t worry though, I’ll make up for it.” Touya grabbed Izuku’s face, pulling him into a deep kiss that he could’ve lingered in forever. “Now face down, ass up. I’m gonna fuck away all the pain that asshole caused you.”
Izuku was eager to obey, kicking off his underwear and flipping around to showcase his perky butt. He had an ungodly amount of freckles stretching across his golden skin and his plump rear was no exception. Dabi was struck with the urge to kiss each little spot he could and trail his tongue across them to make his own constellations. If he got the opportunity to bed the hero student again, he would probably give in to the desire. Instead, he opened the little brown photograph box, the type you find in craft stores, and grabbed the half-empty bottle of lube. A full, unopened one was left behind along with his special toy collection. Another thing he would hopefully get to do in the future.
Dabi climbed onto the mattress, settling behind the kid's presented body. He roughly grabbed two handfuls of ass and spread the cheeks to reveal Izuku's perfect little hole. Without much thought, he leaned forward and swiped his tongue over the ring. The hero student let out a startled moan as the villain lapped at his entrance.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Izuku gasped, fingers twisting in the sheets below him. He felt the wet muscle of Touya's tongue push into him. His toes curled and his eyes fluttered closed. "What is that?"
Dabi ignored the questions thrown his way, instead continuing his oral exploration of his partner's ass. With practiced precision, he popped open the bottle of lube without looking and coated his fingers in the substance. He sucked a pretty bruise into the squishy flesh as he slid his middle finger into Izuku's ass. He opened the kid up with his mouth and fingers, making the boy fall apart beneath him.
Smirking, Touya stilled in his movements and watched Izuku push his hips back onto his fingers. He didn't even realize the villain stopped moving and he was using the man's hand like a dildo. The poor kid really hadn't been having his needs met in his last relationship. Guess it was up to him to rectify this grievous wrong.
"Dabi! Dabi, please~" Izuku whined, wiggling his hips to find more pleasure.
"Please, what? Use your words baby," the villain teased, earning an honest-to-god growl.
"Fuck me!"
"Yeah, I can do that." Dabi removed his jeans and underwear in one easy movement, folding them before placing them on the floor. He coated his aching cock with lube, pumping his hand around it slowly and letting out a deep groan. Izuku shifted his body, his back curving like he was missing his spine. Blue eyes could see hints of tension despite his obvious presenting like he was uncomfortable. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"
"Um, well. . .it's stupid. You don't have to say yes or anything, I can do it like this if we have to, but can I be on my back or you on your back? Or I can be on my side. Really any other position, I'm not picky."
"Izuku~" With his clean hand, Dabi rubbed the kid's back feeling his body shake. "What's wrong?"
"I don't like being fucked from behind. Maybe one day, I'll be able to do it comfortably, but it's the only position Kacchan would use 'cause he didn't like looking at my face. It's fine if you don't want to either, I can do reverse. Just please not doggy."
Fuck, this kid's ex really messed him up. He was hoping to be able to stare at the hero student's flawless ass as he pounded him into the mattress, but change of plans. He was flexible and in all honesty, he wanted to see Izuku's face lost in pleasure. He liked the idea of being able to kiss the boy and leave marks wherever he could reach while fucking him. Yeah, it wasn't too much of a loss. Maybe in the future, he could slam into that perky ass from behind, yanking on his hair to pull him up to him. Wrap his arms around that curvy waistline and bite at his collarbones. Focus!
"Then on your back, baby." Izuku complied quickly, flipping his body around and flashing a grateful smile. Blue eyes watched muscles shift as the kid got comfortable and lifted both legs to his chest. What a sight to see. Izuku's thighs were literally as thick as, if not thicker than, his waist. He traced a couple of the stretchmarks with his free hand as his other languidly stroked his dick. The light touch made the kid shudder.
"Fuck me, please~" Izuku begged, green eyes watching his movements with bated breath.
"Well, since you asked so nicely." The villain moved his body closer to his partner's until they were touching. He lined his pierced cock up to the winking hole that was practically inviting him to enter and pushed in slowly.
Izuku's face contorted in pleasure as Touya inched his way into the boy. He moved his legs to wrap around his partner’s waist and placed a hand on his scarred bicep. He bottomed out quicker than planned when the heroling pulled him closer with his strong thighs. They could probably crush him to death but instead rested on his hips. The kid wouldn’t even need to use his quirk. What should be terrifying was instead incredibly sexy. He wanted those thighs around his head as the kid sat on his face and he sincerely hoped this wouldn’t be a one-time thing.
"Fuck me. Please move, Dabi." Izuku moaned as he felt the hard cock stretch him open slowly. The ladder of piercings dragged against his inner walls making his toes curl in pleasure. Heated hands rested on his hips as his own grasped at the sheets beneath him.
"So impatient." Touya teased, giving a shallow thrust. He earned a cute pout from his partner and smirked.
Slowly, achingly slow, he pulled out until just the tip of his dick was inside the teen. He rolled his hips lightly, pushing in just enough to feel it but not enough to satiate the kid. The slick, tight heat of Izuku's body made it difficult to keep up his taunting. It had really been too long since he'd last gotten laid and it was hard to not just fuck into the boy with reckless abandon.
"Touya!" Izuku hissed, grabbing the back of the villain's neck roughly. The use of his given name startled him as blue was forced to look into glowing green. "Fuck me."
"Shit," he whispered. It wasn't like the demand was a difficult one to follow through on.
Dabi rolled his hips before thrusting in and out faster with every movement. Nails dug into the base of his hairline roughly, pulling him down into a kiss. Izuku moaned against his lips, loud and utterly gorgeous. He wanted to hear that sound forever. The body beneath him writhed in the sheets, back arching to meet his thrusts.
"Fuck, you feel so good." Touya praised, parting from their kiss. The boy practically glowed at the words, making him want to keep talking. "So pretty. You're taking me beautifully like a good boy."
Izuku straight-up whined, pressing his face into the curve of Dabi's neck. He pressed a wet kiss on the scarring. "Y-you too. You feel really good. So good. Fucking me so nice. Best I've ever had. Could fuck you forever. Is amazing. Such a good boy, so good. Don't stop!"
The teen's moaned compliments went straight to Touya's dick as he discovered a new kink. Sure, he always wanted to hear praise as a child but never thought he'd have a praise kink. His cock twitched at each word that fell from kiss-bruised lips. He liked being called good, being told he was doing amazing. It felt phenomenal, making his head go fuzzy and his heart race.
"You like that, don't-don't you Touya? Like me calling you a go-good boy as you fuck me? Well, you are. So amazing~ Letting me face you, making me cum first, sucking me off so pre-pretty. God, you looked fantastic with my dick in your mouth. Makes me wanna blow you, trace those piercings with my tongue. You're not even shutting me up. You can if you wa-want to. I won't st-stop."
Dabi never thought someone talking during sex was attractive, but it seemed Izuku was an exception. The longer the kid spoke with little moans and gasps in between words the more he could feel that familiar pressure build. Half of him wanted to wrap a hand around that slender throat and squeeze. The other felt like it would die if the teen stopped talking for even a second.
"Fuck~ Keep talking like that and I'm gonna cum!" The villain admitted, breaths coming out rough and uneven.
"Do it! Cum in me, fill me up! Please," Izuku begged.
Nails scratched up and down Dabi's scarred back, leaving trails of blood as his orgasm shuddered through his body. Hot seed released into the hero student's body. Izuku whined, his muscular form shaking. His dick spurted white all over his abs and chest, inner walls clenching tight against the villain's pierced cock to the point where it hurt.
The pair panted against each other's mouths, allowing themselves a minute before separating. Izuku winced as Touya pulled out of him, his cum dripping onto the bed. The villain got up and began picking up their clothes as the teen rolled onto his feet.
"You can use the shower first. I'm gonna change the sheets and start the laundry. You can borrow something of mine when you're done."
Touya wasn't in the room when Izuku exited the shower with dripping hair. The bed did have new sheets on them and their dirty clothes were gone. Shrugging, the teen combed through the villain's dresser. He pulled on a dark grey sweatshirt that had the logo of the same band that he and Kyoka liked. They had gone to their concert together with Denki, who didn't know the band but liked everything that had to do with the purple-haired girl. He also snagged a pair of drawstring pants so he wasn't just dick out.
"I see you found my good sweatshirt." Dabi teased as he entered his bedroom, still completely naked. Izuku felt a blush crawl up his cheeks despite having had the man inside him only twenty minutes prior.
"I think I deserve it. I went to their concert."
"Consider me jealous. Was it good?"
"It was amazing!"
"Oh yeah? Why don't you tell me about it after I take a shower. You can lie on the bed."
The shower turned on after Touya disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Izuku confused. He wasn't being immediately thrown out after sex? He could sit on the bed and talk to the man. Dabi was so different from Kacchan and it made him feel weird. Did his ex just use him for sex and gave him the relationship title because he knew he wouldn't give up his virginity to a hook-up? Then again, Dabi was a hook-up.
Izuku was perplexed, so he decided not to think about it and instead get comfortable on the bed. He wiggled under the comforter and spotted his phone on the nightstand next to him. He decided to leave it be after noticing the number of notifications. Probably his classmates who don't know why he stormed out of the dorms after witnessing Kacchan get kissed by Mina and then Eijirou. They didn't do anything wrong, technically, but he didn't want to deal with that at the moment. He did send a text to Aizawa-sensei to let him know that he was just at his apartment for the weekend and was perfectly safe, he just needed time away from his classmates. Neither were lies, so he didn't feel bad. His teacher responded back quickly with;
Aizawa-Sensei ♥
If you need to talk, go to Yamada.
Stay safe, Problem Child
"Texting someone already. Was I that bad?" Izuku looked up from his phone to witness Dabi still wet from his shower with just a towel on. Yes, he knew he just slept with the man, but damn.
"Just my teacher. I did leave without warning." Thankfully, he no longer needed permission to leave campus since he was eighteen. Aizawa still liked to know who left, when they left, why they were leaving, and when they'd be back. According to his classmates who had normal childhoods, he was such a dad. Izuku figured that was one of those things he'd never understand as he didn't have a dad and his mom never asked those things.
"How sweet. Tell him I said hi." Touya joked, hopping onto the space next to him and making the mattress bounce him.
"Yeah, sure. Let me just text my teacher, who is a pro hero, 'Hey, don't worry about me. I just got my back blown out by Dabi. Yeah, the villain Dabi who attacked our class multiple times and is wanted. You're arresting me too? That's fair'." Izuku mimed typing on his phone sarcastically as said villain chuckled.
The two chatted for an hour about anything that came to mind. They steered clear of topics involving UA and the former League. Touya didn't mind when Izuku went on his mumble sprees. He just nudged him slightly to pull him out of it and asked him to speak louder so he could hear too. It was nice. Before he knew it, he was dozing off.
"Is the little hero sleepy?" Warm fingers brushed a curl out of his face, lingering against the skin as the teen nodded. "Well, you are free to spend the night here. If you don't want to, you can leave but I'm not making you. You can pick up your clothes tomorrow. What'll it be?"
"Stay, please." Izuku wormed closer to the villain, wrapping his arms around the man's waist.
"Goodnight, Izuku.
Don't have to be ashamed if you wanna scream my name
While I fuck away the pain
You hate the way he fooled around behind your back
A slave to him but now with me no strings attached
But if you wanna use me up and leave me in the bed
If thats what you need go right ahead