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Katsuki looked at the time as he walked up to his favorite cafe. He had about an hour before he had his meeting with a new client and he intended to spend as much time there as possible. Walking inside he was greeted by the soft jazz along with the smell of cinnamon, coffee, vanilla, and hazelnut. All the stress of the day seemed to melt away with the buzz of light chatter in the cafe. It was just down the street from a fancier place he usually met with clients but it felt more like a clinic than a popular restaurant. This cafe was much cozier and home-like but 'unprofessional' according to his mother. Walking up to the counter he was about to order when his drink was placed down in front of him. Blinking, Katsuki glanced up to the new barista or at least one he had never seen before. A soft blush warmed his cheek at seeing the attractive younger man. Katsuki swore he's never seen him before, as it was usually a woman with silver hair who would wait on him. He cleared his throat and swallowed before attempting to talk.
"I didn't order yet," Katsuki said, his brow furrowing.
"Is that order not right?" The green haired man asked leaning closer to Katsuki, looking down at the order then up into his eyes. Katsuki felt a blush heat up his ears as he stared at the younger man. He was attractive, with a brilliant smile that settled him but also alighted all of his nerves.
"That is my order. I guess I do come here often… uh, Deku?" Katsuki's face squished up as he was looking at the name tag. 'Who would named their kid Deku?' The thought crossing his mind before looking back into sparkling green eyes.
The man let out a deep laugh and smiled brightly. "Izuku," he corrected warmly.
The blush quickly spread to Katsuki's cheeks and he cleared his throat. "Apol…"
"You don't need to apologize, just enjoy your drink, handsome." Izuku said leaning forward a bit giving the other a quick up down. Katsuki grabbed his cup and nodded quickly turning around not to embarrass himself further. The way Izuku was looking at him had him blushing up a storm more than he had in years. He couldn't believe it. Izuku had to have at least just barely graduated high school, and was probably messing with him for fun. He needed to calm down.
Katsuki shook the thought away and slid into his usual seat in a darker corner of the cafe. Not that the cafe was too dark, this seat had many of the plants taking up the window's light. Setting down his coffee Katsuki opened his messenger bag and pulled out a fantasy romance novel. This was one of his favorites, the edges had rounded with an overly flexible spine, a true testament of his love for the otherwise well cared for paperback. It was about a witch who was a social outcast amongst his peers, and even more so when a literal demon was chosen to be his familiar. The way the demon worshiped the witch and protected him with every fiber of his being. The possessiveness was something Katsuki adored from the demon. The main character knew he would always be protected. Something Katsuki longed for. It was always a great escape from his demanding job. The wonder of sitting in that spot, he could imagine being in the witch's room, and it fitting the ambience perfectly. After a few page turns Katsuki reached down for his coffee only to nearly drop his book, seeing much more than his name on the cup.
'For Kacchan, I hope you have a less stressful day today. Call me anytime. xxx-xxx-xxxx Faithfully yours, Izuku"
Katsuki immediately looked to the counter but the green haired man wasn't in sight. Then he realized he hadn't even paid for the coffee in the first place. Feeling disappointed that the cute man wasn't there he added the number into his phone and slowly took a sip. It was fucking perfect. Sure, he had, had it made perfect before, but to have it made from an admirer was even better. Maybe that was coming from not having a partner for a year or two but he couldn't help himself. Sighing he set it down, before he righted his book, and smiled softly looking at the message. Then he started to get upset. Where was Izuku? Why didn't he just say it to his face? Standing up he walked to the counter still not seeing Izuku. "Excuse me?"
One of the usual baristas smiled and walked over. "Ready to order, Bakugou-san?"
"I already got my drink. I'm just wondering where Izuku went?"
The woman blinked confused and tilted her head a bit. "Izuku? Is that a friend of yours? You usually come here alone, Bakugou-san."
"Yeah, no. Not a friend, he made my drink."
"We don't have an Izuku who works here," she said worriedly. "Do you want me to remake your drink? That…"
"No, it's fine. Maybe I just misheard his name," Katsuki said with a chill running up his spine. "Thank you." He smiled and turned around looking for Izuku in the rest of the shop but he was gone. It didn't make sense. Was he a stalker? Walking back to his table his eyes widened in shock his drink was gone and in its place was a small drawing in it's place of Katsuki reading his book in the corner. His brow furrowed. He wasn't wearing his usual attire. It was what he wore the last Sunday he was here. There was a small note on the back.
"Sorry to lie to you, Kacchan, but I was too scared to talk to you normally. Don't forget about your meeting, my sweet Kacchan. Faithfully yours, Izuku."
Katsuki frowned staring at it for a few moments before gasping and looking at the time. He was going to be late. Slipping the drawing into the book, as he couldn't find the bookmark, and set it gently back into his bag. Pouting a bit at the loss of his drink he quickly exited the cafe quickly walking down to the meet up. Missing the man in a hoodie slowly following behind him sipping from the cooled coffee cup. Licking his lips as he stared after the male fashionista.
…
Once the client left, Katsuki finished gathering the filled out forms. He slid it into the packet along with the receipt for the meal, and the payment for the client's order. Sliding it into his bag before getting up to head back to the office. It was much easier for him to leave his car there and go to these meetings by train. He slowly made his way down to the nearest train station. The office was less than fifteen minutes away by train. He needed to drop this off and hopefully he could head home for the day. He double checked his schedule as he got on the train and messaged his assistant to make sure it was still clear and if it was to block out the rest of the day. Once he was done did he look for a seat. He sat down across from a guy wearing a hoodie. Moving his bag to his lap he looked at the newest number saved to his phone. Izuku… Taking a deep breath he sent a text off.
Kacchan: What's up with today…? How do you know so much about me? A freak stalker or an admirer?"
Katsuki watched his phone for a minute before looking out the window. He ignored the man across from him moving around after his phone went off. Izuku cursed softly putting his phone on silent as he stared at Katsuki. He looked so drained from his meeting. He knew he would go home after heading to work but he wanted to make sure Katsuki got there safely. Looking down at the text he smiled behind his mask.
Unknown Stalker: Whether I'm a freak stalker or admirer is chosen by you. You could think I am nothing but a stalker or you could take it another way. Besides why wouldn't I know everything about my Promised? Isn't that what you always wanted, Kacchan? To be known without having to say a word? To be loved for you without an ounce of judgment?
Izuku hit send and causally stared past Katsuki till the notification popped. He waited till Katsuki was looking at the phone before watching his face directly. Izuku smirked seeing Katsuki blush again. He couldn't wait to make Katsuki blush from more than just his typed words.
Katsuki stared at the message barely able to control the gasp that tried to escape him. 'Promised…? He's read 'My Burning Eternal Flower'?! Well, I have been reading it over and over the last few months…' Katsuki pondered and continued reading. He felt his eyes burn. Izuku knew things about him that he had never said aloud before. So maybe he was able to look past the insanity of talking with his apparent stalker. Boredom? Lonely? An attractive younger man? He wasn't sure but decided to push him just a bit.
Kacchan: It's a little disturbing to have someone know so much about me, while I know nothing about them, I'll admit… This is new and weird. How do I know you're telling me the truth? You say you're Izuku, but it could be a lie… Why won't you meet me face to face in public? Just like at the cafe?
Hitting send Katsuki looked down the the train car floor. He wanted nothing more than to talk to Izuku face to face. Understand why. He jumped a bit at the quick response and looked down at his phone. A second message quickly joined the first.
Unknown Stalker: I would never lie to Kacchan! You are my entire world! Go home and relax.
Unknown Stalker: I've got everything planned… hopefully you come to the date. I've set up a date on your calendar. Show up wearing that silk shirt you love with those tight black leather pants. Be a good boy and I'll show up. But only if you listen. I'll be watching… always.
Katsuki's face burned with heat. He stood up as his station was announced and he quickly headed for the door. Izuku watched him go and got off before getting onto a different train that would get him to Katsuki's house. The blond quickly headed to the office trying to push the stalker from his mind. Arriving there he smiled politely and said hello to the workers. Walking into the elevator he punched in his floor and went to the floor his office was on. He took paperwork off of his assistant's desk and opened his office to find his mother sitting at his desk.
"There you are. How did the client meeting go?"
"Just fine. They wanted to work with us for the next five years," Katsuki said and sighed. "You know, old hag, this is my office now. I earned my spot as the CEO…"
Mitsuki shook her head. "Of this branch, yes. You know, I also can come visit as your mother."
Katsuki clenched his fists knowing he was about to get into a yelling match with his mother if he wasn't careful. But still the sarcastic remark left his mouth anyways. "Really? I had no idea."
"Don't be a brat, Katsuki. Let's go out to dinner tonight."
"I've kind of had a day, and I'd rather go home and have a drink."
"Even more reason for us to go out. Just a dinner with your mother, please…"
Katsuki sighed. "Okay, fine. Get your things and we can go out." Mitsuki smirked and grabbed her coat and bag. "Is your car here? Or did you have a driver bring you here."
"A driver, I had already sent them home," Mitsuki said cheerfully and Katsuki sighed shaking his head. "Don't sigh at me, brat. I just wanted a nice night with my son. Since you don't come to dinner occasionally."
"I get it, Ma. I'll be better about coming over for dinner."
"Bring a date too."
"I will leave you here," Katsuki growled out. He opened his bag and set the contract down to be filed in the right pile to be taken care of immediately in the morning.
Mitsuki chuckled and watched him with a loving smirk. "I thought I'd try. You can't fault your mother for trying. I just worry about you. I want you to be happy and not just worry about the business."
"Maybe I had a date tonight."
"No, but you do have one in a couple of days. It says so on your calendar."
Katsuki was going to yell at Izuku on that date for doing this to him. He knew he should have checked to see what Izuku had put down. Pulling out his phone he looked at it and covered his face with his hands. 'Date with the hottest guy ever!!!!!'
"Why are you looking at my calendar?" Katsuki asked not meeting his mother's eyes as he walked to the office door.
"I was making sure you weren't overworking yourself and then I see that! Of course I immediately came over here to know all about the 'hottest guy ever…' So, tell me about him."
"He put that in my calendar. His name is Izuku, and I don't know too much about him. He bought me a coffee and knew about my favorite book. So I thought I'd give his loser ass a chance, but now I'm regretting it. Izuku probably isn't even serious, and it won't go anywhere." Katsuki opened the door and let his mother leave first.
"You have to try before saying things like that, Katsuki." She said and smiled as he growled under his breath. "Alright, where do you want to go eat?"
"Some place with spicy food close to home."
"Then the ramen shop," Mitsuki said smiling.
Katsuki nodded and they made their way down to the car. Mitsuki telling him about her and Masaru's latest adventure. Katsuki interjected appropriately and looked down as he got a text.
Sexy Stalker: Are you on your way home yet?
'Little stalker…' Katsuki thought and smiled.
Kacchan: Not yet. Dinner with my mom first. We'll text later, Izuku.
Katsuki silenced his phone and slid it into his pocket. "Did you get a text from your hot new friend?"
"No."
"You're blushing."
"Ma!"
"Do you already wish you were on a date with this boy?" Mitsuki asked with a smirk.
"Call your driver." Katsuki hissed locking his car but she already had the passenger door open.
"Would you look at that, he's here, and he's taking me to dinner." Mitsuki hummed getting in. Katsuki took a deep breath and waited till she got in before shutting her door. He stormed over to the other side and unlocked it before sliding into the driver's seat.
"Can we drop the date thing… I don't want to talk about Izuku. I'm tired."
Mitsuki’s smug smile fell and she gently touched his arm. "Why don't you take a couple days off? You're so stressed."
Katsuki sighed. "I'll think about it," he said before starting the car. Mitsuki gently patted his arm and sat back buckling up.
"Don't get to upset, you know I just love teasing you."
"I know, old hag." Katsuki said with a smirk and started the car.
Mitsuki sighed looking over at her son. "I thought you'd gotten over that. You're thirty years old and calling your mother that…"
"I'll call you that lovingly till the day I die." He backed out of his parking spot and started driving. Mitsuki was smiling despite her son calling her that but he looked happier than he had in awhile. She was very curious about Izuku and wanted to know more. Hoping he would actually bring Izuku to dinner. Izuku must be very special, considering Katsuki hadn't seriously dated in years.
…
Izuku pouted seeing the text back from Katsuki that he was going to eat dinner with his mother. He looked at the dinner he had started to make for Katsuki and put away the hot spices not wanting to waste what he had started to cook. He finished cooking the meal, as he watched the tracker he had put in Katsuki's car stop at a ramen shop close by. He smiled hoping that the other had a good time with his mother. They lately hadn't been talking often and Izuku knew that Katsuki's mother was worried. She had been secretly checking on her son almost as much as Izuku did. Plating his meal he took his dishes to the couch and pulled Katsuki's shirt over his nose breathing it in deeply. He knew he was crazy, but Katsuki made him crazy. He had even revealed to Katsuki that he was a psycho stalker and Katsuki hadn't called the cops on him. He had given the older man enough information to do so but Katsuki didn't. His thoughts ran wild with the possibility that Katsuki liked him back. He ate the mapo tofu happily and watched one of his favorite shows.
Losing track of time Izuku panicked as he glanced at the tracking app. Katsuki's car was heading to his mother's place. He only had fifteen minutes before Katsuki would be home unless his father wanted to talk. He had already finished eating but still needed to clean up and take off Katsuki's clothes. Quickly cleaning up, Izuku set the dishes away and hurried to Katsuki's closet where his own clothes lay waiting in a heap. Izuku took off Katsuki's and froze as he heard the front door open. He quickly changed into his own and waited. His heart was hammering in his chest as he waited to see if he was going to be caught. This was the first time Katsuki and Izuku had been in Katsuki's house at the same time. There was soft noise down the hall and Izuku's breaths quickened. The closer the footsteps got the more he knew Katsuki was going to open that door and find him.
The loud ringtone of Katsuki's phone had the footsteps stopping. The ringing stopped and Katsuki's deep voice filled the bedroom. "I was just about to text I got home… Hey… Ma… If I want to go to work tomorrow… I'm the CEO now… you can't…" Katsuki's voice drifted away and Izuku slid the closet door open a crack. The blond was arguing loudly with his mother in the bathroom. He slid the rest of the door open and slowly made his way to the bedroom door before hurrying down to the backdoor. Izuku relaxed once he was safely on his motorcycle on the other side of Katsuki's fence. That was almost as exhilarating as making Katsuki's coffee, but he had to be more careful. He was almost caught. Starting up the motor he put on his helmet and headed home. He had a few projects for his own job to finish, school work for his college classes, and hoped he'd get a good night text from Kacchan. It would be the cherry on top for such an exhilarating day.
…
Katsuki finally got off the phone with his mother and was frowning at the mirror. A forced week off of work? It was annoying. His own mother couldn't stop interfering. Had he agreed to two days… yes, but a whole week… Sighing he rubbed his tired looking face. Looking down at his phone he made an appointment at a spa. A massage and maybe a facial sounded amazing. It was not to look and feel his best for his date. It definitely wasn't… Izuku was just something interesting. He took his time getting ready for bed and opened his closet and blinked as there was a different smell than he was used to. It wasn't bad but he shook his head and undressed to get his night clothes. He grabbed the sleep pants and changed into them tossing his suit on the floor. It wasn't like he needed to deal with them right now. Laying down on his bed he grabbed his phone and sent off a message.
Kacchan: How was my stalker's dinner?
Sexy Stalker: It was delicious, Kacchan. I didn't make it as spicy as you like but I hope to make it for you one day.
Kacchan: I'm sure you'd like that… You know how to make events in my calendar?
Sexy Stalker: I hope you aren't mad… I had to let you know I was serious and I thought it was fun and cute.
Katsuki let out a small chuckle. Izuku was definitely younger, but it was adorable. He hoped the other wasn't actually underage if so, he would shut it down immediately, call the cops and get the kids some help.
Kacchan: It's fine, you just got my Ma all worked up over me having a date.
The text bubble was going for what seemed like forever before Katsuki got a message.
Sexy Stalker: I'm so sorry! Please don't be mad!
Katsuki shook his head at the other's immediate reaction to apologize.
Kacchan: Don't worry, Izuku. It's fine. Though I do have a question, and if you don't answer it honestly. I will break everything off, and may even call the cops.
The writing text bubble appeared several times before Katsuki got a simple answer.
Sexy Stalker: I understand
Kacchan: How old are you?
Sexy Stalker: Oh… Oh Kacchan… You scared me! I'm twenty-two!
Kacchan: Prove it.
Sexy Stalker: Image sent
Katsuki saw that Izuku had covered his address and driver's license number but there was Izuku looking nervous. He was about to exit the photo when he realized the license wasn't for a car it was for a motorcycle. He smiled at the thought of what kind of bike the other had.
Kacchan: I could pull a reverse stalker on you and figure out where you lived. I bet there's not many Izuku's with a motorcycle license…
Izuku blushed looking at the text. Katsuki really didn't mind. Holy shit…
Sexy Stalker: That would be sexy. A hot older man tracking me down… but first a date. Can you give me that, Kacchan?
Kacchan: Yeah, I can give you that, Izuku.
Sexy Stalker: Thank you, I can't wait to have that time with you. How was dinner with your mom?
Kacchan: It was fine… Nah, it was really nice. She just drives me crazy sometimes…
Sexy Stalker: That's okay… That's what mom's do, Kacchan. Well, not my mom, she's a sweetheart.
Kacchan: Are you boasting about your mom?
Izuku chuckled looking at the message before laying down in bed on his stomach before typing out his reply.
Sexy Stalker: Maybe. No, not really just all parents are different. I don't like my dad at all.
Kacchan: Already trauma dumping on me…"
Izuku froze staring at the screen. 'Shit…'
Kacchan: It's good that I don't care about that. Hope you didn't have a heart attack, couldn't help but tease you. I'm looking forward to getting to know everything about you. Since apparently you already know everything about me. You little stalker.
Sexy Stalker: I can see that, especially with what you named me in our chat. Maybe you'll be thinking about me all night. I hope so. I have to get up early. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Kacchan.
Katsuki froze. Izuku could see what he named him in the chat? Well it was too late now and a funny story for later, or a completely embarrassing one.
Kacchan:. Okay, you have a goodnight and maybe you deserve it. We'll see. Maybe you'll get a good morning text or maybe I won't even show up to the date…
Sexy Stalker: Kacchan! Don't tease me.
Kacchan: Maybe I'm doing it because I like you, brat.
Izuku flushed looking at the phone. Bakugou Katsuki was perfect and he couldn't wait to have him all to himself. The older man under him completely at his mercy. The way Katsuki blushed ran wild in his brain as he thought of what faces Katsuki would be making. His free hand had slid into his boxers before he stopped and realized what he was doing. He blinked out of his fantasy remembering he needed to actually say goodnight and found another text.
Kacchan:. Is my little freak gooning to me or something?
Izuku smacked his forehead. Of course Kacchan was smart but to call him out for it without even knowing Izuku was, was more embarrassing than he cared to admit but it didn't put a damper on his still hard cock.
Sexy Stalker: I was brushing my teeth, but you'd like that wouldn't you, Kacchan? A hot younger guy touching himself thinking about you? I bet you would. I know you haven't had a partner in a long time, but I really need to get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow if you take it easy and take care of yourself. We can have some special time before our date. You have a goodnight, Kacchan. Faithfully yours.
Katsuki blushed deeply not expecting the brat to actually have the balls to say something like that.
Kacchan:. You get some rest too. Goodnight, my little stalker.
Katsuki darkened his phone and set it on his nightstand with a big smile on his face. Izuku wasn't too crazy, maybe crazy in love but he wasn't weird in a 'I'm going to kill you sense.' But if he was why give Katsuki all this time to get away, call the cops. Maybe playing the long game but Katsuki didn't get that feeling from Izuku. He was just as crazy for fantasizing about the kid. He briefly wondered if Izuku was the weird smell in his closet from earlier. He'd ask him about it tomorrow to throw him off. Maybe make him panic and get his voice to crack. Damn nerd had a deep voice from what he remembered. He closed his eyes and rolled over. "Light off." The lights in his room slowly dimmed to off as he thought about getting a camera to see if the brat was really breaking in. Maybe he could even catch him, teach him a lesson or two.
Izuku couldn't help himself as he lay on his pillows breathing in a dirty shirt of Katsuki's that he stole as he thrusted up into his hand. "Kacchan… soon. Soon we'll be together. I need you…" The younger top finished with a loud grunt and trembled in the after glow of his orgasm. Izuku tried to catch his breath as he panted and slowly sat up putting the shirt to the side as he went to clean up. He brushed his teeth, washed his face and put on a clean pair of briefs before crawling back into bed and putting the shirt over his second pillow. He turned off the light before hugging the pillow close. "Goodnight, Kacchan… I love you so much. I hope you have fun at your spa day," he whispered. Izuku wished he could follow Katsuki tomorrow but he had classes and he needed to pass them to be able to get a job. He was sure Katsuki would take care of them but he didn't want to be a gold digger. He just wanted one thing. For Katsuki to be happy in a relationship with him. Whatever the cost may be.
…
Katsuki woke with a smile as his alarm went off the next morning. Today was going to be a good day and he totally wasn't excited for his good morning text from Izuku. Taking a deep breath he reached for his phone and bit his lip. What if the kid was messing with him and just wanted to see an older man be so excited for a damn text like a puppy reacting to any ounce of affection? Doubt circled his mind but he grabbed the phone and opened it without glancing at notifications. There waiting for him was a text from Izuku.
Sexy Stalker: Good morning, Kacchan! I hope you have a good day today, and the offer still stands for a little something more. Don't worry I know I sound as desperate as that sounded but it's true, you drive me crazy, Kacchan, and I hope you slept well.
Kacchan: Mornin' I slept well, but you don't have to worry about being weird you already are my little stalker. I hope you have a good day too. We'll see how I'm feeling if you get to have a taste before our date. So desperate… it's pathetic but cute.
Katsuki smiled and kicked his feet a bit. 'Stupid young…' His thoughts were interrupted by a pinging sound and he pulled his phone up to look at the messages.
Sexy Stalker: Careful there, Kacchan, I hope you aren't planning on teasing me. Leaving me high and dry… I do know where you live.
That threat went straight to his cock. There was no way this kid was really going to show up, or would he…? The thought was a bit exhilarating.
Kacchan: Maybe I will maybe I won't. Send me some pictures.
Katsuki figured the kid was just playing around again and set his phone to the side to get ready. He did have an appointment to keep. He came back to it after dressing and saw several messages of pictures from Izuku. Opening them he blushed bright red as the man had his pants open and was showing off his large assets in the middle of his damn lecture hall!
Kacchan: Izuku! You could get kicked out of college! What are you doing?! I meant your face, you crazy little shit.
Sexy Stalker: Ooooh, how cute! Kacchan is worried about me! That makes my heart happy. Don't worry, Kacchan I'm the only one in the room. I'm a good boy who shows up early to class. Even before the professor. I'm all alone thinking about you and what I want to do to you.
Kacchan:. You're totally insane…
Sexy Stalker: If you're just figuring that out you must have gotten your position because of nepotism after all…
Kacchan: You little shit… I'm going to block you.
Sexy Stalker: I'm only teasing you, Kacchan I know you're very very smart! It's one of the many, many things I love about you. And I know you wouldn't block me. You haven't even gotten to go on a date with me yet. You're curious, and I'm exciting and something new! Plus, I bet you can't stop staring at it.
Kacchan: You're annoying, not exciting, and you're like a baby, how is that big?!
Sexy Stalker: See, I knew you were staring. It's something for you to think about. Don't forget to have fun at the spa. You're going to be late if you don't hurry. Plus the coffee I made you is getting cold. See you tonight. ;)
Katsuki got up and quickly hurried to the kitchen. There was coffee waiting for him in a thermos. He sighed before opening it and paused at the perfectly made coffee. He took a sip and smiled.
Kacchan: You're such a freak.
Sexy Stalker: How does it taste?
Kacchan: Perfect…
Katsuki didn't get a reply back but he finished getting ready and drank his coffee on the way to his appointment. Izuku was strange but he truly did like Katsuki. And right now, that was all Katsuki needed. He arrived and went to the locker room. Changing he put his phone away in the locker and locked it while he enjoyed his day of pampering.
…
Izuku stared at that perfect message for far too long. Thankfully he recorded his lectures because he did not remember a single word the professor said. "Something has Izuku so distracted he didn't even ask a question all class…" A voice teased to his right. Izuku sighed and looked over at his classmate and friend.
"I was distracted because I actually have a date tomorrow, Denki."
The blond gasped standing up. "There's no way you have a date… Zuku, you're supposed to hook me up with a date too…"
Izuku chuckled. "This one doesn't have many friends but maybe I can ask him, though you have to stop screaming my business, Denki."
Denki quirked a brow and realized most of the students were staring at them. "Don't you have classes? A meal to eat? Don't be nosey!" There were some laughs and people began packing up their things. "Sorry, man. I just was excited for you." Denki said wrapping his arm around him. "Show me the hottie that's got you all riled up."
Grabbing his phone Izuku smiled and went to the folder of pictures he took of Katsuki that looked natural. He pulled up his favorite and Denki gasped. "His name is Katsuki."
"He's hot as fuck…" Denki said and pouted looking at Izuku. "I need one of those. You're so lucky, dude."
"You need a hot older guy?" Izuku teased.
"Yeah, I mean you're totally gonna be his sugar baby."
"Nah, he's gonna be mine one day." Izuku said smirking and Denki shook his head in disbelief. "Besides, I see how you look at our next teacher. Give him your number…"
"That's a professor…"
"And Katsuki is a CEO."
Denki sighed. "Okay, let's get lunch and we can talk about how I can hit on professor Kirishima."
"Of course. Don't want you looking like a fool." Izuku teased and packed up his things. They headed down to the building next door that had a bunch of food stalls and the cafeteria. Denki gave a few pick up lines and Izuku shot most of them down. "Something flirty but not too over the top. Ask him out on the date. Keep it causal. You don't want to come on too strong, and he gets you transferred out of the class."
Denki nodded and he bit into the onigiri he bought. Izuku had gotten katsudon as usual and the blond pouted. "How do you stay so fit when you eat like that?"
"I work out a lot while I study."
"I should probably work out. You've seen him. He's so bulky."
"Maybe he likes small cute twinks." Izuku provided with a smile.
Denki blushed bright red. "Maybe he does, but what if he wants a gym bro."
"I can help you with a good start to your work out regimen."
"I don't know why people say you're creepy. You're a really good friend, Izuku." Izuku paused blinking at Denki before smiling as Denki realized what he said could be rude. "Wait… I didn't mean it like that… I…"
"Don't worry. I know I'm not normal." Izuku said with a chuckle. "I'm not offended."
Denki deflated and nodded patting his shoulder. "Sometimes I just say things and don't realize it's rude."
"Just means your honest. I prefer that in friends. Would rather you speak your mind than lie. I thought about trying that with Katsuki, to act more normal… but I couldn't and he didn't… he didn't push me away. He liked me being myself and I wonder if I had been able to act normal would he even given me the time of day."
"Isn't that contradicting what you told me earlier…?"
Izuku nodded. "Sorry, not that I was trying to sabotage you. I guess even though Kacchan accepted me, I'm nervous that it's just a game. You shouldn't get your heart broken for being yourself… but you know what Denki, go for it. Be your crazy wild self, and if he doesn't like you. We'll key his car. Or get him fired."
Denki let out a snort and nodded. "Sounds good to me."
"Who's car are we keying?" Kyouka asked sitting down across from Denki and her girlfriend sat next to her.
"Kirishima if he breaks Denki's heart." Izuku said with a chuckle.
"Oh my god… That's who you've been pining over at poetry nights…" Kyouka
Denki blushed shaking his head. "Poetry night… I don't know what you're talkin'… fine, I go with Kyo to poetry night."
Izuku and Momo chuckled. "Do you want us to come support you?" Momo asked.
"No." Kyouka and Denki said together.
Izuku held up his hands. "Okay, fine I won't come, but I'd love to read some of your work."
Denki sighed and blushed pulling out a notebook. He opened it to a page and slid it over. Izuku read them with a soft smile and elbowed Denki. "These are so good! You'll have to teach me how to write like this. Kacchan loves this book, My Burning Eternal Flower, and I've read it front to back several times but I don't know if I can write like the love interest. I got him to blush a bit with some things but I think he thought I was making fun of him."
"I'd be happy to, besides you promised to help me confess so…"
Momo gasped. "That book is so romantic! He has good taste. Are you trying to be the demon protector for his lovely white witch?"
Blushing Izuku nodded and Momo cooed. "Of course you know the book…" Kyouka teased.
"Of course, I know one of the best books by Azure Stone."
Denki hummed. "I'll read it and help you out on what you're going for."
Izuku nodded and glanced at the time. "We have all class to go over it but we need to get going or we'll be late and you'll disappoint your professor Kirishima."
"Yeah." Denki said and they grabbed their garbage.
"Bye boys, see you later!" Kyouka called.
"Bye Kyo, Momo." Izuku waved and chuckled as Denki nervously grabbed his arm.
"What if he doesn't like me back?"
Izuku smiled as he threw his garbage away. "It'll be okay, Denks. You've got this. If you can do poetry night you can do this."
Denki nodded seriously and they walked to class but Denki let go of his arm seeing Eijirou was already inside. Izuku gave him a gentle nudge and went to reserve their usual seats. Denki took a deep breath before walking up to the tall handsome man he's had a crush on for three months. "Hey, um Eijirou."
Eijirou paused before looking at one of his students. "Professor Kirishima… how can I help you, Kaminari-san?"
Denki wanted to immediately back down but he cleared his throat. "I know it's not professional and you're going to say no anyways. But I have to say it. I like you, a lot. I want to have a chance, one date Saturday night at four, and if you still don't like me at the end I will never bother you again. I can't get you out of my head and you're so kind and here." Denki said pulling out a folded piece of paper and set it on the desk. He turned and hurried off to sit by Izuku who was looking at him a bit wide eyed. The blond stared at his desk as he pulled out his notebook for this class and looked to Izuku who was smiling.
"You did it how you wanted?"
"Yeah, I did kinda like how you suggested just offer a date… I hope he texts me…"
Eijirou watched them and grabbed the paper. Inside was a poem, and Denki's number. He put it away in his suit jacket and started the class on time. He did try to stop Denki after class but he literally ran from the room. He sighed not sure what to do and texted his friend.
Ei: Dude, I don't know what to do… That blond student I told you about he… he likes me back. He wrote me a poem and gave me his number…
…
Katsuki sighed as he got dressed and. saw he had a few texts one from a friend and a few from Izuku. He'd deal with Izuku later, he wanted to tease him just a bit and make him wait. Opening Eijirou's text his eyes widened just a bit but he chuckled.
Kats: This is something you wanted remember. Go for it.
Ei: I don't want to lose my job, man.
Kats:. You can tell him that you want to wait so you aren't worried about losing your job.
Ei: What if he doesn't want to wait that long?"
Kats: You just gotta take that risk. I'm risking it with my own younger man.
Before Katsuki could read Eijirou's response a call came through. Seeing it was Izuku, Katsuki was nervous to answer, but hit the green accept.
"Kacchan, are you okay? You haven't been texting me back, and you should be on your way home…"
Katsuki stood there a bit frozen. Izuku sounded so panicked. "Calm down, brat. I had another service added on to my day, and I was responding to a friend."
There was an audible sound of relief from Izuku. "Okay, That's good. I… I shouldn't have panicked…"
"How did you know I haven't left, Izuku…?"
"Shit… I… don't be mad…"
"What did I tell you?"
"Tell you the truth… I… I put a tracker in your car three months ago…"
Katsuki's eyes widened. 'Three months… he's been stalking me for at least three months.'
"Kacchan…?"
"Sorry, I just wasn't expecting that. When we meet up tomorrow, you're going to take it out. Do you have cameras in my house?"
"No! I wouldn't do that. I know… I'm crazy, but only for you. You… mean a lot to me, but cameras even felt too much even to me. So that's why I put the tracker in your car because it seemed the least invasive."
"What if after this date I want nothing to do with you? Will you leave me alone?" Katsuki asked and nearly laughed as Izuku literally whined.
"I don't know if I would be able to, Kacchan. I… I care for you so deeply. I would never hurt you or… sorry that makes me sound like even more of a creep."
"You are a creep, brat, but I am intrigued. I look forward to your messages and I am actually excited to see you tomorrow. So relax, and just do your college work or hang out with some friends. I'll text you when I get home. How does that sound?"
"Okay, thank you, Kacchan."
"You're welcome, and send me some normal pictures of your face."
"Oh, Kacchan wants to add to his collection of pictures of me."
Katsuki sighed and hung up on him. Little brat deserved it. He finished getting dressed and just called Eijirou to finish talking. He helped soothe his friend that speaking with Denki was the best course of action. Eijirou thanked him over and over before hanging up and calling Denki to confirm their plans. Katsuki made it home and ordered in food. Too tired to cook and flopped onto his couch. He opened the texts from Izuku seeing the pictures he sent first. One was of him smiling awkwardly at the camera and another was from him with another boy that someone else obviously took without them knowing. Izuku had a gorgeous smile, but was obviously camera shy. Getting to know Izuku little by little without the other saying a word was thrilling. He could see why Izuku was so keen on learning about Katsuki just by watching from a distance, but Katsuki was tired and didn't want to play games. He wished he was here with him now, which also made him feel crazy. Midoriya Izuku was a conundrum and one Bakugou Katsuki adored without knowing anything about him.
Scrolling up he saw the worried texts.
Sexy Stalker:. Kacchan, how was your spa day?
Sexy Stalker: You okay?
Sexy Stalker: Kacchan? You're you're really worrying me.
Sexy Stalker: Kacchan… did I do something wrong? Are you mad? I'm just worried I… Call me…
Katsuki smiled seeing one above the pictures calling him mean for hanging up on him. Then there was a longer one above it.
Sexy Stalker: I can't stop thinking about you so I wrote this…
Your ruby eyes delight my soul, entrapping me like a spell.
I'd follow you anywhere my precious promised, and keep your heart close to mine.
Your smile makes me whole, living without you would be hell.
A match made in heaven, a demon protecting his nymph, now and forever.
Izuku really was young and dumb but Katsuki was falling more for him. He had written this. Taken his time out of his day to write this about the man he was pursuing. Katsuki felt an indescribable pull to him with every word Izuku sent and spoke. It was scary as hell but it didn't stop Katsuki from writing back.
Kacchan: You suck at poetry, but I liked it anyways. You look so handsome. I can't wait to see you. I hope you eat good tonight and rest up. Do you need money for some nice clothes? I didn't think about that, or is the place causal?
Izuku looked from his phone down to Katsuki resting peacefully on the couch and smiled brightly. He was standing in the darkened hallway and had been since Katsuki had gotten home. He licked his lips and replied back.
Sexy Stalker: Kacchan! Are you home? You liked my poem? My friend Denki helped me write it! I just found out today he does poetry night at our college. I probably should have let him write the whole thing. He was wincing looking at it but I didn't care. Thank you for caring so much about me, even though you hung up on me.
The laugh that left Katsuki had Izuku blushing and clutching his phone to his chest. Kacchan was so honest when he was alone. He wanted to see that side of him all the time. He hoped Katsuki would show him. He quickly typed another response realizing he didn't answer all of Kacchan's questions. Katsuki hated that.
Sexy Stalker: And no, you don't need to buy me clothes. I'm going to get a better paying job so I can take care of you and your job could just be a side hobby. (Don't laugh at me) I know I can do it. I want to do it. It's a causal restaurant. I can pick you up on my motorcycle, be ready close to six.
Kacchan: I'm not laughing at your resolve, I think it's sweet you want to work so hard for me. I'm not getting on your bike until you get me a helmet, but knowing your crazy ass you already have one sized for me. If you have one you can pick me up. And Denki… huh… wait, Izuku do you go to UA University? Have Professor Kirishima's class?
Izuku got closer to the other reaching out to touch his hair when the door bell rang. Izuku hit the floor softly and barely got under the couch when Katsuki walked past him. He slid out again when the door opened and headed for the back door. Izuku was out quickly but forgot to shut the door in his panic. He made it over the fence when he heard Kacchan call out.
"Izuku? Was that you?"
Izuku covered his mouth, heart racing, but he stayed quiet. He waited till the door closed before getting on his motorcycle and started it up. Unknown to him Katsuki hadn't gone back inside he had just shut the door waiting to hear Izuku, a trick of his own. He heard the brat panic and start his motorcycle. Mumbling as he took off. Katsuki chuckled rubbing the back of his neck. His little freak, he turned back seeing Eijirou sitting there with the bag of food confused. Katsuki chuckled nervously and started to explain his situation with Izuku.
"That's insane…"
"Well he is your student…" Katsuki said smiling.
"He is. He's a good kid… I'm honestly shocked he's been stalking you. I can talk to the university…"
"No, it's fine. I… I haven't… I'm interested in him back…"
Eijirou sighed and shook his head. "He's friends with the guy I like. I tried to get him to meet before but he said he was firm on Saturday."
"Izuku has been the same. Must be the age." Katsuki said with a chuckle and sat back as he ate his food.
"Well if you disappear tomorrow at least I know where to direct the cops."
"You're dramatic."
"Never hurts to be prepared." Eijirou said with a huff but smiled. "Text me the day after."
"You think I'm immediately going to sleep with him?"
"Well…"
Katsuki frowned. "Maybe I will maybe I won't depends on how the date goes. Like you aren't going to fall head over heels or Denki, you already like him you're not going to be able to keep your hands off of him. What did the handbook say?"
"Just that I can't date a current student or teacher's aid of mine, so as long as he doesn't keep requesting my class… We'll be fine, and the semester is halfway over…"
"Just three more months." Katsuki conceded. "Thankfully Izuku and I don't have to wait."
"Rubbing it in my face…"
"Yup." Katsuki said with a smirk.
"Corporate asshole."
"You love me."
Eijirou chuckled. "Yeah, I do man. Thanks for talking with me."
"Course… it's what friends do, and we haven't really had time."
"True, adulting sucks." Eijioru said and Katsuki hummed in agreement as they continued their meal in silence. Katsuki was still nervous about his date tomorrow, but screw it. He ended up texting Izuku a goodnight text and he got a short one in response. Which didn't settle his nerves, and took. nightcap before crawling into bed.
…
Izuku bit his lip as he got ready for his date. He dressed up then stripped before pacing in his underwear… Denki knocked on the door. "You ready?"
"No… I can't think of what to wear…"
"Let me help."
"Come in…"
"Ah… Dude… your room's a mess. Clean it up while I get an outfit together." Denki said going to the closet. Izuku nodded folding and hanging up his clothes. Denki was dropping tight dark green pants with a white t-shirt. He put the other's leather jacket over it and nodded. "This, but Izuku trust me when I say go commando. You have condoms? If not I'll get you some while you're out."
"You think he'll want to fuck?"
"He definitely does. You said he went to the spa yesterday, took the rest of the week off. He's totally ready for you to show him a good time tonight."
Izuku blushed deeply and looked around his room. "Oh… yeah, you'll need to get me condoms… one second." Izuku grabbed his wallet and pulled out a few thousand yen. "Lube too… I just ran out."
"You got it! I'll be back in like thirty, then go crash at Momo and Kyouka's place."
"Sounds good. You're the best, Denki."
"I know I am, and I know you'll do the same for me." Denki said with a wink before leaving to let Izuku get ready.
Izuku took a deep breath before changing. He sent a text off to Katsuki saying he'd be there in twenty. Then he put on some cologne and brushed his teeth a few times before heading out to his bike. The brand new bike helmet strapped to the back.
…
Katsuki had been a nervous wreck all day. Izuku hadn't texted him good morning but his mother had been calling him several times the last hour if he was excited for his date. He kept hanging up on her. He was thirty years old… Please… But Izuku still hadn't texted him, and having his mother bug him every half hour all day wasn't helping. He sat on his couch ready to go at four in the afternoon. Waiting… no not waiting. This kid was obviously fucking with him… he kept typing out messages to him but then deleting them. As it got closer to five thirty he decided to get up to change to get ready for bed when Izuku texted him. He stared at the message before sitting back down. Opening up his camera he checked himself out in the reflection and sighed. He looked good. Relaxed and handsome. If Izuku didn't show up soon he would block the number and go to bed or maybe still go out and get a few drinks. His soul nearly left his body as there was a knock on the front door.
Getting up he grabbed a thick jacket and opened his front door to see Izuku standing in front of him. He drank in the younger man with a blush and smiled at him as he was staring too. Katsuki was wearing dark wash jeans and a black button up with the sleeves rolled up. "Undress me later, stalker." Katsuki said smirking and pulled on his jacket before locking his door. "Are we going or what? My time is precious you know."
"Yes, Kacchan." Izuku said smiling. "Sorry I didn't text you this morning… I… I was nervous and I know you know I was in your house last night… I was expecting to be arrested."
Katsuki paused looking at him before smiling. "I wish you'd have just knocked on my door and been normal but you are my little freak."
"Why little? I'm taller than you and more muscular…"
"Awe does it bother you?" Katsuki teased looking at him. "It's just as a term of endearment, Izuku. I don't mean to hurt your feelings at all. Trust me in that."
"Not hurt just curious." Izuku said with a chuckle and offered Katsuki a helmet. Katsuki looked at it, it was mostly black with a giant orange x on the back. Humming Katsuki put it on and snapped it on. Though he struggled to tighten the strap on the bottom. Izuku gently took over and tightened it staring into Katsuki's eyes through the open visor. Katsuki was blushing deeply and shut the visor looking away. Izuku smiled and put his helmet on. "Can you hear me, Kacchan?"
Katsuki jumped a bit and nodded. "Built in headset?"
"Built in and paired headset. Come on, hold on tight to me once we get on."
"When you drop me off you promise to take the tracker off my car?"
Izuku blushed deeply and was grateful for the tint on the helmet. "Yeah, I did promise I would do that."
Katsuki nodded and smiled as they headed to the bike after Katsuki locked the the front door. Izuku climbed on first before Katsuki and made sure he was settled before staring up the bike. Izuku blushed as Katsuki immediately wrapped his hands around him holding on tight.
"Don't be scared, Kacchan."
"I'm not scared, brat." Katsuki hissed. He was nervous.
Izuku chuckled and started down the road. Katsuki's tight grip relaxed some as he looked around smiling softly. Izuku glanced at him through the mirror and smiled happily. It didn't take them too much longer to make it to the restaurant. Izuku balanced the bike so Katsuki could get off and Izuku put the kickstand out and locked the bike before getting off. Katsuki was struggling to get the helmet off making Izuku chuckle. He helped Katsuki with the buckle.
"You need to stop laughing at me I'll just hail a cab." Katsuki said with no real bite.
"I'll stop. I just can't help it. You're so adorable, Kacchan."
Katsuki blushed and looked away glad the helmet was still on so the other couldn't see how he reacted. Pulling it off Izuku was getting off his own helmet and they held them as they headed inside. Izuku smiled and opened the door for Katsuki. "I've never been to this place before."
"I know… I hope you like it." Izuku said nervously.
"I'm sure I will. Relax, Izuku, you don't have to apologize. Let's just have fun."
Izuku blushed and followed Katsuki inside. Katsuki asked for a more private seat so the two of them could have some privacy. "Kacchan, thank you for agreeing."
"Of course, this last week has been the most exciting of my life, and I hope tonight is no different." Katsuki said watching Izuku smile so brightly it was beautiful. Izuku was adorable, and Katsuki wanted to know more about him. They sat for dinner and Katsuki finally got some more information about his stalker. Izuku had been watching him a long time, but still the blond didn't seem to show any discomfort at Izuku's actions. In fact it seemed to intrigue him. As dinner came to a close Katsuki pulled Izuku into a kiss.
Izuku stared at Katsuki wide eyed and blushing when he pulled back. "Kacchan…?"
"Let's go back to your place it's only fair." Katsuki teased with a smirk. "You've been inside my house, probably have worn my clothes., and knowing you… you've probably been watching me sleep."
"Just once…"
"Fuck, Izuku, you're a freak."
Biting his lip Izuku wasn't sure what to say at first before smiling. "But Kacchan likes that. That's why you're still here, and you want to go back to my place. So, I'll pay and you go get your helmet on."
Katsuki stood up from the table and looked down at Izuku. "If you can't pay come back and get me. I don't mind being the sugar daddy till you can achieve your dream of being able to take care of me." He cooed and walked out with his helmet. He waited patiently outside Izuku joined him less than five minutes later smiling and headed to the bike. "Ready?"
"Yup." Izuku said sliding his helmet on and snapped it on. He gently helped Katsuki get his on smiling so brightly behind his visor. Getting on the bike he steadied it for Katsuki before getting them on their way. He was so thankful for Denki.
Katsuki looked around as they went to Izuku's apartment. It was decently close to the university but not student housing which he was grateful for. He didn't need others hearing them. Izuku pulled into a covered parking spot just for bikes and motorcycles. Helping Katsuki off and out of his helmet he kissed Katsuki before he took his hand leading him up to the third floor apartment. As soon as the door opened Katsuki dropped his helmet and was pulling the addictive younger man close. Their lips crashed together meeting in a frenzy of need and want. Izuku pulled at Katsuki's jacket and then reached for the button up as Katsuki shrugged out of it. The blond stopped kissing Izuku when ripped the buttons off the shirt and he shook his head.
"You little brat." Katsuki snapped kicking off his shoes.
Izuku chuckled and shrugged out of his jacket pulling Katsuki further into the apartment as they fumbled to get their pants off. Izuku kicked his off before helping Katsuki undo his. "Kacchan… so handsome." Izuku cooed and pulled down Katsuki's underwear. Then he knelt before starting to gently kiss up Katsuki's cock. Katsuki groaned softly grabbing at his own hair watching Izuku with wild eyes. Izuku smiled as he got Katsuki hard but didn't go any further than that to tease him. "Let's get you more comfortable in my bed." He cooed and smirked at Katsuki's glare.
"You're really testing my patience."
"It's called foreplay."
"Well, you suck at it, nerd."
"Says the man who's still hard." Izuku shot back as he got up. "I'll show you how much we deserve to be together."
Katsuki chuckled at his exuberance and let the other lead him to his room. "Fine, I'll play along," Katsuki said. He finished undressing as Izuku grabbed a bag from his desk and handed him some lube. "I'll stretch myself. I don't want you getting too excited and going too quickly."
"That's fine." Izuku said softly and went to his closet opening the sliding mirror door. He uncovered his favorite thing, the little shrine he kept of the things he had collected from Katsuki. Turning back around he saw Katsuki wasn't paying attention focused on stretching himself. Undressing Izuku joined him on the bed kissing his neck and rubbing his sides. "Thank you for coming, Kacchan. You're so perfect and beautiful."
"I said wait…" Katsuki whined softly as Izuku sucked at a particular part on his neck. "Fuck…"
Izuku smirked and put a condom on with both of his hands as he pulled back. "You have to be close, right Kacchan? I don't think I could wait." Izuku whined softly. Katsuki sighed looking forward before pulling his finger's free.
"Take it slow." Katsuki said grabbing onto Izuku's pillow and pausing as he noticed the one behind it was wearing one of his shirts. His eyes widened right as Izuku pushed the head of his cock inside. He grunted eyes rolling back slightly. He knew Izuku was bigger but this was almost too much. "Wait…" Katsuki panted taking a few deep breaths as Izuku didn't move.
After a few minutes Izuku gently rubbed his sides. "Can I push in now, Kacchan?" There was slightest of a nod before Izuku immediately started to push more inside. Katsuki was relaxed around him but it was perfectly tight. "Oh, baby… you feel amazing," Izuku panted.
Katsuki was biting his lip trying to hold back the moans. He gasped as Izuku pulled out a bit and turned him more onto his side so he could watch Katsuki's face. "You're a lot stronger than…" The words died on his tongue as he looked at the younger muscled man in front of him. "Oh fuck…"
"I think the phrase you're looking for is 'fuck me.'" Izuku said with a point to thrust fully into the other. Katsuki's leg going up and over Izuku’s shoulder with a whine. Izuku gently held onto his thigh as he started to thrust into him. Katsuki couldn't hold back his moans, panting loudly he looked up at Izuku who was blushing looking at him in awe. He tried to hide his face with his arm but Izuku grabbed it and gently moved it so they were holding hands. "Don't hide…" Katsuki turned his face away and blushed as Izuku growled in frustration. It sent a chill straight down his spine. He gasped as Izuku pulled out and flipped them around. Katsuki stared at them in the closet door mirror frozen as Izuku slipped in behind him. "Now we can both see how beautiful you are."
Katsuki doesn't have time to complain as Izuku gently pushed back inside him and moaned staring forward. His eyes wander slowly and focuses on a little shrine of things that have gone missing, including the cup Izuku wrote his number on. His jaw dropped and Izuku chuckled and pulled Katsuki up more so they're back to chest. "You kept everything…?"
"Of course… I want to keep everything of Kacchan's…" Izuku cooed trusting up faster into Katsuki who let out a strangled moaned.
"Freak."
The expression on Izuku’s face made Katsuki blush even more as he whispered in his ear. "You don't hate it… getting tighter for me… more excited for me. Want me to stop?" Izuku asked nipping the shell of Katsuki's ear.
Katsuki couldn't stop blushing looking at Izuku through the mirror before finally being able to focus. "Don't you dare fucking stop."
Izuku groaned softly in his ear picking up the pace, and slid his hand to Katsuki's cock. Gently stroking it he moved his other hand to Katsuki's neck just gently resting it there. He smirked looking at Katsuki as he got tighter. "Kacchan is more of the freak for liking that." Katsuki's pale skin reddened more. Red eyes met green as Katsuki came for the first time of the night. Izuku smiled not caring about the mess. He kissed Katsuki's neck as he focused on his own pleasure but Katsuki didn't seem to mind. His moans become sweeter and faster with each thrust. Izuku grunted softly as he finally got to cum.
"Mmm, you're not bad for a brat." Katsuki panted as Izuku gently pulled out and Katsuki laid down smiling up at him. "I… what?" Katsuki asked watching as Izuku pulled on a new condom.
"I'm ready for another round. Aren't you?" Izuku asked smiling so brightly Katsuki couldn't tell him no.
…
Katsuki winced as he woke in the morning and pain shot up his back as he barely moved. Groaning softly he flipped onto his back. Staring up at the ceiling he tried to wake up and rubbed his face. He paused seeing his wrist were bare and forced his head up to look at his ankles. He chuckled to himself at the ridiculous thought that Izuku would keep him tied up in his room. The brat was a freak who would break into his house and take a few things but he was just a bit socially awkward. Katsuki could tell he didn't have any or many friends growing up but Izuku was earnest, and listened when he spoke. His thoughts were interrupted by Izuku walking in with breakfast. Katsuki smiled as there was a bottle of pain meds and a heating pad tucked under Izuku's arm.
"Good morning, Kacchan." Izuku said brightly.
Katsuki relaxed back onto the bed. He could get used to this every day. "Mornin' baby." He smirked watching several emotions cross Izuku's face before settling on unbridled joy. "My back's killing me so you better make it up to me."
"Of course! All the massages you want, but first breakfast!" Izuku said cheerily and hurried over with the tray. Katsuki chuckled and let the other dote on him smiling at his adorable boyfriend. Partner? Eh, they could figure it out later. Right now Katsuki was just happy to have him near and devoted to him. As long as Izuku wanted Katsuki would stay by his side.