Chapter 5

A/N: Lemon in this chapter. Fair warning. Feel like we were all expecting it?

Izuku collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted. He had decided to wake up earlier this morning and to do some training on his new fighting style. Progress was going pretty well, he thought, but it had been going so well that he hadn't wanted to stop training. And now he was feeling pretty drained. Still, not enjoying the feeling of the grass on his skin, he forced himself to sit up.

"Man, Full Cowl's definitely going to work great once I get everything down." He was super excited to finally be developing his own unique way of using One-for-All; well, he supposed that breaking every bone in his arms and legs was rather unique though this was going to be more positive. He knew after everything that happened in All Might's last fight that he couldn't wait any longer to work on his own style if he were going to protect everyone as the symbol of peace. Things were moving quickly these days, it seemed, and he was going to need to work hard to keep up with it all. He was definitely willing to do it though.

Suddenly he heard footsteps on the nearby track. He had wanted to train outside today so had picked a rather secluded spot a fair bit out; he hadn't really expected anyone else to be out this far so early but it would have been silly to think he was the only one taking things seriously. He wondered if it would be one of his classmates. Which ones of them were likely to be out for an early morning jog? Todoroki definitely seemed the type; maybe Ida too; it wasn't unthinkable that Kirishima might. And then he saw the ash blond hair on the jogger who was wearing some kind of all-black jogging outfit. Yeah, that really was the most likely candidate wasn't it?

They hadn't really hung out all that much since their 'date' on move-in day but he figured they were both getting adjusted to living on their own. Kacchan was definitely the independent type but Izuku had met the guy's mother a few times, way back when they were younger, and he knew that the two of them were actually quite close. Izuku could distinctly remember thinking it was so crazy how Kacchan would argue with his mother; Izuku thought that he would never do that and would always listen to his mom. As much as he loved her, he supposed that did not work out exactly as he thought it would.

"Damn it nerd, you're just always lost in thought, aren't you?"

Those red eyes were directly in front of him and, since Izuku had let his guard down but was still somewhat in combat mode, he jumped back a bit before he even knew what he'd done. Bakugo simply rolled his eyes at the antics.

"Haha, well, not all the time..."

"Training in that new get-up of yours, huh?"

"Yeah; I want to get used to it and see if there are any more adjustments that need to be made."

"Best to make sure it's suited to that new style of yours." Kacchan said it casually, whereas Izuku was surprised to hear that.

"How did you know about that?"

"How do you think?" The blond challenged.

Izuku smirked, pointing a finger accusingly at the blond. "You were watching me during training, weren't you!"

"And what if I was?" There was a glare on the other's face but Izuku just ignored it.

"Come on Kacchan, I wasn't watching you train. That's not fair." For the briefest moment there was a look of surprise on Bakugo's face; Izuku couldn't help but start laughing. The surprise was quickly replaced by a glare.

"Damn nerd. Why are you acting like a bigger idiot than Red-Head?"

"Oh calm down Kacchan, it was just a joke."

"Whatever. Just don't need you stooping to his level of idiocy."

"I'm just surprised you realized I was working on a whole new style and not just a move. You must have been watching pretty close..."

Kacchan just rolled his eyes before the slightest hint of a smirk returned to them. "That outfit does look pretty damn good on you."

Izuku felt the blood rushing to his face; he was not expecting for the blond to say anything like that. He supposed the guy wanted to wrest control of the conversation back. Well, one little compliment was not going to be enough to rattle him anymore.

"Doesn't matter if it looks good. The point is that it'll help me be able to beat you, Kacchan!"

Kacchan looked at him intensely for a second before responding. "Versatility is important."

Izuku just stared wide-eyed at the unexpected response. "You're in a good mood today, huh?"

"Just haven't run into other idiots yet."

Izuku couldn't help but think for a moment. He knew that Kacchan did not detest everyone as the guy often liked to act, Kirishima was a prime example of that, but he did not know to what extent other people really did get on his nerves and to what extent Kacchan was always like that.

"What do you have against the rest of our class anyway? I mean, compared to the people in middle-school, everyone here is at least somewhat capable. So it only makes sense you would like them more..."

"Stupid question. Think for a second, Deku. Who else in our class needs no other incentives besides wanting to be Number One? There doesn't need to be any other reason, no daddy issues or anything like that, to push the best to want to be the best."

"Do you really think I'm that different from them, Kacchan?" He had plenty of reasons for wanting to be Number One; he wanted to be the Symbol of Peace, the person that everyone else could put their faith in during hopeless situations.

"Yes." The blond answered like it was the simplest thing in the world. Izuku couldn't help but to stand there surprised by Bakugo's response.

"But… w-why?"

"Tch, what's with this twenty questions bullshit. Anybody else in our class could be satisfied without becoming and staying Number One. If Icy-Hot could find some other way to deal with his daddy issues then yeah, even him." Bakugo paused for a moment, clearly contemplating something. Izuku thought the quiet, thinking face was rather different to see. The blond looked toward the ground a bit, avoiding eye contact, before speaking in a voice that was a bit lower than usual. "The two of us… we both want to be the strongest hero. Everything else is secondary. We're different, Deku."

Izuku had somewhat known that would be Bakugo's reasoning but it was still a shock to hear the other say it aloud. He had to admit, there was plenty of truth to it too. There was some kind of feeling inside of him when Kacchan grouped them together, using the words 'us' and we'. Logically he knew it was silly to find such value in the words but it made him feel… tingly. Surely there was no greater compliment that Bakugo could ever give someone than to group them with him.

Without another thought, Izuku closed the distance between the two of them and went in for a kiss. It took Kacchan perhaps one second to respond in kind, the other teen aggressively wrapping his arms around him and taking back control. At first Izuku imagined it would be a quick exchange, but it went on and on until they had to break apart for breath. It had been only a few days since they'd embraced like that yet somehow Izuku was not ready for how great it felt.

After a few breaths, Bakugo re-initiated the kiss. It was very different, however. This time it was slow, deliberate, the blond's hands on his upper and lower back. Izuku was surprised; it felt passionate, as always, but this time in a different way that was impossible for him to describe but it was definitely a positive feeling. When they broke apart, he noticed a surprisingly somewhat soft look in Kacchan's normally intense red eyes as they stared directly into his own. It was only for a moment, however, as a more typical vicious smile took over the blond's face. The kind that made him squirm.

"Fucking knew it." The absolute confidence in that voice did not help Izuku's state of mind, which continued to deteriorate under the surreal perfection of everything.

"Knew what, Kacchan?"

"Don't worry about it, Deku." One of the other teen's hands reached for his chin, gripping it and tilting his head upward. The other hand grabbed his ass roughly, an action that still surprised Izuku though didn't make him yelp this time. The blond leaned in slowly, smile devolving into a smirk though some of that intensity was transferred to those red eyes. Avoiding his lips, Kacchan moved in until Izuku could feel the blond's lips against his ears.

"Do you want me, Deku?" Izuku had no idea where this sudden question came from but just hearing those words spoken aloud sent electricity through his body.

"Yes." The confidence in his own voice honestly surprised him, as did the speed with which he gave his answer. It did not surprise him quite so much as the pleasured groan that escaped Kacchan's lips. Enjoying the surging feeling of confidence, he thrust his hips lightly into Kacchan's hips, eliciting another groan. "Do you... want me, Kacchan?" He figured he already knew the answer based on everything the other had said, especially during that whole 'in the woods' encounter during summer training, but he thought there was a certain... something to copying the blond's question.

"Fuck yes." The even-tone conviction of that statement was arousing and he began to think that maybe his uniform was too tight in certain areas. Suddenly he thought of a question that'd been burning in the back of his mind for a while now and he figured that maybe this was the time for an answer.

"How long have you wanted me?" It felt so weird to hear those words leave his own lips; it was like he was in a trance.

"Too damn long."

The words hit him like a train, knocking the air out of him and making it hard to breathe. Izuku couldn't even begin to imagine what it must have been like for the blond, if Kacchan's feelings were even close to what his own were at this point. Nothing to go on, no indication that Izuku could feel anything similar because Izuku himself didn't know. The constant uncertainty of wondering where he got a quirk fueling a mixed bag of confusing feelings as the blond's hatred of the unknown combined with what must have felt like strange desire.

After a few moments, Bakugo hastily jerked away from the embrace, a look of surprise on his face as he held Deku at arm's length. Izuku figured that the blond's own words had just gotten through to him and Kacchan realized what was said. Not wanting Kacchan to worry too much, he chuckled slightly. That look was rather funny at least.

"Maybe you're a sap too, huh Kacchan?"

There was a low chuckle before a slight smirk returned to the other teen's lips. "Shut your damn nerd mouth. Let's go."

Bakugo slowly started walking toward the Heights Alliance dorms, leaving Izuku with a bewildered expression on his face.

"Go where?"

"My room." He almost instantaneously caught up as Kacchan walked away, a blush on his face. He had honestly forgotten that they were even in public during the intensity of the encounter so the idea of going someplace private was appealing. Also, if he were honest, the thought of being alone with Kacchan was so enticing at this point that he could hardly contain himself. He was also feeling pretty great because he thought he was piecing together a few things that had eluded him.

They made it to the room without incident, not encountering any of their fellow classmates along the way somewhat to Izuku's surprise. It was still pretty early he guessed but he would think at this point that people should be awake. The entire walk Izuku was trying to stop being anxious because, realistically, with the way things were going between them... he had some kind of idea that things would get rather heated in that room. Anxiety was not the only feeling, however; it would probably have been pretty obvious to anyone who paid attention that he was rather excited at the prospect as well.

Izuku was looking around, not at all surprised to see everything still in a proper place. He heard the door close and a clicking sound, indicating it was locked.

"So, Kacchan, ummm..." He honestly didn't know what he was going to say, but whatever it was, it was interrupted as he was quickly spun around. He barely even had time to process that much before Kacchan started nipping at his neck, making him moan at the sensation. The blond roughly shoved him so that his back was against the door while the other teen's hands were gripping him firmly. Izuku's head was spinning, overwhelmed by the feelings already. He wanted to say something but whatever it was came out only as a pleased groan. Then, suddenly, the nibbling stopped and Izuku looked down to see those fearsome red eyes.

"Deku, I could not possibly want to fuck you more than I do right now." As if that weren't arousing enough, Bakugo proceeded to bite Izuku with a bit more force in a more sensitive area on his neck, causing the green-haired teen to almost scream from the mixture of pain and intense pleasure. Izuku was already panting, having only been on the receiving end, the combination of the blond's words and actions already making him shockingly close to exploding in his pants despite the fact he hadn't even been touched down there.

"Wh-whatever you want..."

"Fuck that. I'm gonna do what you want. So, tell me what you want, Deku?" The green-haired Midoriya gulped, briefly caught off-guard by Bakugo's response as well as the intensity of his voice.

"I want you, Kacchan." Izuku thought it was kind of... hot... to repeat the sentiment he had shared earlier that day, especially since it was something that clearly affected Bakugo. Within a second, the blond had taken a step-back, 'villain-look' in full effect on his face. Izuku stood up from his position against the door, taking a brief moment to consider that this situation was actually happening. Ignoring that, a thought crossed his mind that somehow made him even more excited. He could... undress Kacchan. That sounded so sexy to him, and really, he had no idea how exactly they were going to get through this whole encounter, so going with whatever sounded great did not seem like a bad strategy. He reached his hands and curled his fingers around the inside of Bakugo's black jogging pants. Izuku reveled in the momentary look of surprise on Kacchan's face, before pulling them down in an instant to reveal red boxers with an extremely noticeable tent.

"Excited, Deku?" There was a crooked smirk on Bakugo's face.

"Well, you are, obviously." Izuku didn't know where he found the state of mind to kind-of-joke, but it felt a little strange. Bakugo stepped out of the jogging pants, sending them against the wall with a swift kick. Izuku had his hands on the sides of the blond's legs and, slowly, started dragging his hands up them. He was looking up into Kacchan's red eyes, and those eyes were staring back with no sign of hesitation.

Izuku reached the hem of Bakugo's boxers, and briefly, he teased his fingers to the insides of them before he let his hands roam upward. There was a pleasurable, although perhaps distressed, groan from the blond, and Izuku had the impression that teasing, even at this stage, was arousing to Bakugo. He was filing that away for later usage. He grabbed the bottom of the tightly-fit black shirt and started raising it up, leaning in and kissing the blond lightly on the neck as he did so. Even though he liked Kacchan's rough ways, Izuku couldn't help but be gentle in his affections. He figured that Kacchan also liked it; it seemed like there was some hard evidence supporting that thought, at least.

Once the shirt was off and thrown against the wall somewhere, Izuku let his hands trail down the other teen's back, always appreciative of the taut muscle present there. He leaned down, lower and lower, until eventually he was on his knees. Kacchan was staring at him intently, and briefly, Izuku wished he knew exactly that the other guy was thinking. However, maybe that would ruin a bit of the fun. The nerves and anxiety were suddenly starting to get to him as he thought about what he had just been doing, in addition to the fact that there was only one piece of clothing left. Just one little tug, and everything was going to be hanging out in the open. It wouldn't be the first time he'd seen it like that, but it would be only the second.

"Do it," Bakugo said between gritted teeth. And with a last bit of confidence, Izuku pulled down the fabric, freeing the large, definitely excited member. He hadn't taken a look at it from this angle before and it was definitely odd. Although, he remembered a few of the videos, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to... taste... it. Before he could process that fleeting thought, Bakugo stepped out of the underwear before, to Izuku's surprise, taking a few steps back and sitting down on the bed. Izuku was feeling confused, and it was obvious that Kacchan could tell.

"Fuck's sake Deku, you're fully clothed."

"Oh... whoops?" There was no response from Kacchan at that point, as Izuku stood straight up. He was suddenly regretting wearing his hero uniform, even though it was obviously a key part of his training. Okay, it shouldn't be that bad. His hands were shaking a bit, but he just needed to start by getting his shoes off... oh, when did he request those clamps get added in? Well, it'd be awful to fall out of his shoes in a fight, right? Okay, the left shoe was off, now on to the right... After a few more seconds of awkward fumbling, he managed to get that off as well. Briefly, he glanced up toward the other, and felt a lump form in his throat.

Kacchan was just sitting there, perfectly nude, watching intently, erection still very present. Seeing that body like that, eyes on him, with an empty bed inviting him over... Izuku's mouth went dry. He was three seconds away from ripping off his outfit before thinking how hard a few people worked to get it to this stage. He was certain he'd never hated something so much as his costume in that moment, but he just needed to get out of it.

He managed to get the gloves off easily enough, and then his belt was much more difficult since that involved a few different clasps. Still, after what must have been the most agonizing minute of his entire life, he pulled his arms inward to his chest and the top fell down to his waist. He quickly grabbed the clothes and pushed them to his feet, stepping out of them, leaving himself in nothing but his green boxers. He had tried to wear fewer All-Might boxers because, well, it felt kind of weird to think about. At least during situations with Kacchan. His feet practically moved on his own and, within seconds, the two of them were passionately making out on the edge of the bed. Izuku felt like his body was on fire but he still took a few seconds before reaching out and grabbing the blond's member. He stroked it a few times, remembering that first encounter in the showers as he did so.

"Stop." Bakugo's voice said, deep and husky, making Izuku halt his movements. Izuku could do nothing as the blond grabbed him tightly around the sides, before slamming him rather roughly against the bed. He didn't know what sound escaped his lips, but he was certain it counted as a moan, and he knew he'd probably die of embarrassment if he heard it from another perspective. Any further thoughts, however, were torn from him by biting around his nipples. It sent a jolt up his body, but this time he let out a much manlier groan. The next second, he felt hands reach into his boxers and, without a second's delay, start fondling him.

It took every ounce of willpower he possibly possessed to speak. "Kacchan... if... I'll cum..." Well, it was a simple message, but he knew the blond received it. Honestly, it might've been a miracle he hadn't already. He'd had fantasies that were much less arousing and he'd been done pretty quickly. The harassing hands and magic mouth pulled off, at least a little bit, giving Izuku the chance to breathe.

"Can't fucking blame you. I'd have finished if you put your mouth on my cock earlier." Izuku wished he could understand how such straightforward talk could be so hot. "Don't worry, Deku. There'll be time for that shit later.I think we've had enough damn foreplay. We both know what we really want right now, don't we Deku?"" Izuku squirmed as his underwear was pulled down, enjoying the freedom but also wincing slightly at the feeling of the air on his nude body. He also felt rather sheepish about being naked under Kacchan, especially with the way those red eyes were scanning all over him. That only lasted a moment before the blond leaned between his legs, taking one on each shoulder and crawling until Izuku was looking almost directly up to make eye-contact. "Finger, then fuck. Clear?"

"Go ahead, Kacchan."

A finger found its way into his hole without any further ceremony. Izuku squeaked, a sharp tug of intense pain going up his spine immediately. He knew it was going to hurt, and he wished they had prepared more, but he had figured he was pretty used to crazy amounts of pain. But this pain felt pretty different, obviously it was not so bad in the 'I'm gonna pass out' type of way, like when he broke bones fighting, but it felt sharper and... more personal? However, next thing he knew, he was forgetting all about that intrusion when Kacchan was making out with him again. It only took a second to put all his focus into that, reinvigorating his desire.

One finger did not last long. Izuku wasn't sure if there was a standard amount of necessary time per finger or anything, but it felt like a bit too soon that another was added. The pain was pretty bad, maybe not quite so bad as that first jolt since he had kind of gotten to know at least what the pain felt like, but still nothing he would call pleasurable. After a few more seconds, he felt a hand roughly tracing his abdominal muscles as the blond pulled away slightly, simply looking at him. Izuku tried to lean up to re-initiate the embrace, a difficult task given his current positioning but the hand currently not inside him pushed him back down.

Bakugo looked down at the puzzled Midoriya, smirk on his face. "I want to see you. I want to see the look on your face knowing I'm inside you."

Izuku squirmed at the words, arousal once again spiking to levels unknown. He couldn't even care about the pain of the fingers anymore; it seemed like a minor nuisance compared to how much he wanted to continue. He thrust his hips toward the fingers, barely able to move that region in his current position but definitely helping to get them further inside. And to hit a spot somewhere that made him moan very loudly, the blond's fingers turning from a necessary prelude to finally causing him some pleasure. Bakugo responded to this by immediately adding a third finger but, at this point, Izuku didn't even care about the pain.

"M-more, Kacchan." Izuku found himself demanding, knowing fully well what the next step in their little adventure was.

"Fuck, Deku, exactly like I thought you'd be. Hot as hell, enjoying everything, begging for more. Absolutely fucking perfect."

Izuku's heart fluttered at that last comment. He wasn't sure if anything had ever qualified as 'perfect' to Kacchan before, and being included in what was surely limited company felt nice. Suddenly the fingers pulled out, and Izuku could feel something very different begin to push against him down there. He began to wonder if maybe things were going a bit too fast, if they were really ready for this step in their relationship, if his body was ready for it. All those thoughts and more began to cloud his judgment but, as they did, he locked eyes with Kacchan's vibrant red orbs and all those doubts began to fade away.

"I need you, Kacchan." Izuku didn't know where he found those words, but they sounded good to his ears.

Bakugo groaned, before Izuku felt the blond's member entering inside of him. Briefly, every other thought was gone except for one: pain. It was another intense jolt, like with the first finger, except much worse. Izuku didn't scream, but there was definitely a loud sound signalling some kind of discomfort. He could only grit his teeth together as it continued, deeper and deeper, the sensation of it only managing to make it feel endless. After an eternity, however, everything stopped. Izuku hadn't realized he had closed his eyes but opened them and saw Bakugo, directly above him, looking down at him with a focused gaze. Izuku could see the blond's shoulders shaking slightly. They stayed like that for a few moments, looking into each other's eyes as the pain subsided. Then Bakugo smirked, and Izuku felt him withdrawing.

It was another strange sensation, feeling the other leaving him after beginning to get used to the feeling inside him. Izuku whimpered slightly, the sound being met with a vicious thrust forward from the blond. Never in his entire life had anything caused so much simultaneous pain and satisfaction; this time, he did scream, the surprise of the odd mix causing him to lose any semblance of control. His breath left him, and he tried desperately to catch it, but Bakugo was much less patient this time and took only a second to do it again. Izuku could hear the blond grunt, before the feeling took over his body again, except with a bit less pain. Izuku accidentally lifted his legs off the blond's shoulders in response to the feeling, causing the other teen to lean forward more before doing it again.

"Kacchan!" He yelled, feeling some insane burst of pleasure from inside him. Instinctively, Izuku wrapped his legs around the other's waist, pulling him closer. As Bakugo leaned in, his arms on either side of Izuku's shoulders supporting him, Izuku leaned up and attempted a kiss. For an intense few seconds, they made-out, Izuku's arms coming up and looping themselves under the explosive teen's arms, grabbing onto the back of his shoulders. The next thrust did it again, and Izuku could do nothing but moan as he fell back onto the bed, unable to possibly lean-up anymore. The thrusting increased in speed, though keeping its strength, as Izuku's body naturally tried to meet Bakugo's.

"Fucking hell... I knew you'd like it rough. Can't get enough, huh? Well don't worry you damn Nerd, I can't either." Somehow, the thrusts came even harsher, Izuku's hands desperately clinging on to the explosive blond.

It did not take much longer for Izuku to be on the absolute brink of release. The jolts of pleasure with every rough thrust were obviously wonderful, but there was also the view of his Kacchan on top of him that drove him wild. The sounds of the other's grunts and groans also did not do anything to relieve him.

"Kacchan... I'm... c-close..." Another rough thrust made him moan again.

"Me... too. Knew I wouldn't last long inside you. Damn..." Suddenly, Bakugo got a lot more gentle, easing in and out. Izuku found it pleasurable, though not really in the 'screaming and moaning' kind of way like what they had been doing before. "Is this what you want, Deku? To get fucked like you're some fragile little weakling who's gonna break in half? We both know that's bullshit. You want it exactly how I want to give it." A wicked smirk overtook the blond's face. Izuku didn't have time to question the look before Bakugo viciously thrust right into something that made his world spin. "Fuck, you look too damn good with me inside you." Another thrust. "Just like we both knew you would." This time, Kacchan thrust while simultaneously biting one of the more sensitive spots on his neck. Izuku's vision actually blurred as he yelled, exploding his release without even needing to touch himself. In the back of his mind, he could feel a hot sensation spreading inside of him, telling him that Kacchan had gone over the edge as well.

When he gained his senses, probably at least a minute later, Izuku realized that they were both panting from the too-short-lived but strenuous activity. He looked down, and saw the evidence of his release all over their two stomachs. He couldn't believe how much it was but, well, he supposed it had been a while. A semblance of sanity returning, he also realized his hands were gripping pretty tightly onto the others back so he loosened their grip a bit. They stayed like that for a few more moments, catching their breaths.

And then, he started to feel Kacchan's member inside of him again as it returned to its erect state.

"Not even close to done with you, damn nerd!"

Izuku's entire lower body was sore beyond reason. His dick felt absolutely pained as he came yet again, this time onto the blond's stomach from his position on top of him. Once again, they had climaxed at the same time. Apparently they were pretty compatible in that regard. He couldn't remember how he got in that position because things had been quite hectic, but he did know that he quite enjoyed the semblance of control. It didn't really count for much, though; Kacchan still thrust up into him while having a tight grip on his hips. The view was certainly great, though. Looking down into those vibrant red-eyes while he bounced up-and-down. Of course, his ass was sore as well from their actions. No matter the position, Kacchan was rough in every aspect.

After breathing for a few more moments, he got off the blond's lap, plopping down beside the other teen as he let his body rest. He had cum three times over the course of their session, and he was certain the human body was not meant to perform such a feat. After the first time, with so much pent-up frustration released, it took a lot longer for the two of them to climax. The evidence of their actions was clearly visible on the black blanket, even if most of that was inside him or on the two of them. They were both covered in sweat, and the room had developed a peculiar smell that seemed to lack any description but 'sex'. He couldn't even guess how long they'd been going at it, but he knew for sure it was a while.

It didn't take long for him to doze off; he was rather tired from their escapades. Izuku hadn't known he was falling asleep, instead opening his eyes sometime later to find himself with his head nuzzled against Kacchan's shoulder. The blond's head was toward him, a contented smile on his face that Izuku had rarely seen. It made him feel absolutely giddy on the inside, but he was still tired. It was amusing how peaceful Kacchan looked while asleep. Izuku leaned up, placing a light kiss on the blond's chin.

"I love you, Kacchan." He said, perhaps a bit too easily and way too sappily even for his own good.

"Don't ever forget that you're MINE, shitty Deku." The reply came instantly, as the blond's arm wrapped itself around the panicked Midoriya. Izuku hadn't expected that the other teen was also awake.

"Oh, um... I'm sorry that... I woke you up? I didn't mean to, it's just, with the way you looked, I couldn't resist..." He found himself mumbling, any kind of excuse to not look a total wuss in front of Bakugo.

"Deku, shut the fuck up." The blond's body was toward him now, arm over him, eyes closed. Breathing perfectly even.

Izuku simply placed his head into his Kacchan's chest, beginning to doze off in what was definitely a more comfortable position. Briefly, he remembered that first time when they were in the showers.

"You'd want me lying next to you."

No, it wasn't want. There were few things he wanted; he had always thought that being selfish and wanting a ton of things were villainous traits and, really, Izuku always knew he could be fine living with the simple things in life. But he needed two things, no matter what: to be the Number One Hero, and Kacchan. Having the blond next to him, experiencing everything together as a tandem that could never be split apart, that was what he needed. A smile came to his face as he closed his eyes.

He was definitely going to get used to this.

A/N: Yes, the final chapter, featuring lemon. It's definitely not straight-up smut; I tried to have plenty of plot/relationship-building all throughout. Of course, I also tried to not have them completely break character but, well, that's a little difficult. Since this is the final story-driven chapter (as I mentioned, I might write a few 1000 word vignettes or something. I imagine I will at least have one, about a certain something present in this chapter. Maybe just a completely different BakuDeku story too though), there are much stronger hints of Bakugo's real feelings. I tried to keep that in-character though that was definitely tough. I just don't feel like it would be right to have a conclusion to the story without something concrete from both sides.

I hope you've all enjoyed the story. It's hard to believe this went from a one-shot to 26k word all-over-the-place YAOI lemon fic. Definitely my longest project to date, and I'm overall satisfied with the final product. I hope you are as well. Please feel free to follow, favorite, review, all that jazz. If you don't want to, then I hope you at least enjoyed the story a little bit anyway.