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The vows shared on the altar, with the prettiest prose and teary eyes, brought them back to the heartwarming night that changed the rest of their narrative.

Izuku Midoriya had many titles, and an unforgettable shadow that stole many hearts on the spot with an ethereal beauty, similar to the muse of timeless tales, was one of them. His youth had been marked by many experiences that left indelible scars on his skin, including an early meeting with death that opened his eyes about a truth about his longing heart, even in this dangerous dance with death. 

The shy teenager became a respected teacher, also known to work with the great Dynamight in their agency, with a timeless gift that reminded him how his story deserved to be marked in history. He’ll be forever grateful for everything Katsuki and he has been through, even if things haven’t always been easy between their fragile bond, which has slowly transformed into a strength in their well-known duo. 

He never thought he would be able to put his life back on track after the switch of his hero and teacher’s career! This change required a lot of sacrifices but was worth the try if this meant finding happiness after the twist that shattered his dream, brought back to life with the best of care by his surroundings. Izuku had many achievements he was proud of, such as the warm sight of his student smiling after his reassuring words during his training, or the sparkling glance of the children, explaining how he was their biggest hero. The line between his new relationships and their expectations was clear enough to make things clear about his distinction between romantic and platonic ones. The green-haired man cherished the presence of his friends and couldn’t be happier to have them by his side at his big age, even when he faced moments of weakness and eventually confessed his biggest secret after a drunken night…

Katsuki Bakugou had always been a source of inspiration since their youngest days, recalling how the least of their worries were the imaginary missions they’ll create the next morning and their amazing quirks. Some of the children in their neighborhood streets were jealous of their chemistry, leading to the unfortunate creation of nasty rumors about the blond and his tendency to ruin everything he touched. The stubborn child rolled his eyes in public but secretly asked his loved ones if the others were right, a detail that crossed Izuku’s ears and made him realize how his best friend was truly affected by this mean behavior. It didn’t take long before hearing about how the shy kid, innocent at first sight, ended up attacking the author of these lies with teary eyes: He didn’t care if he would be grounded by the teachers of his mom after this action, protecting his best friend was the least he could do when Kacchan always cheered him up!

Suddenly, everyone centered their whispers on the inseparable shadows: Some implied the negative effect the blond had on the sweet Izuku Midoriya, who wouldn’t hurt a fly, and others were touched to see how much they cared about each other. A few days after the unexpected hit, the shorter boy with his adorable freckles and his red chubby cheeks immediately hugged his best friend and made the pinky promise to protect him until the very end. The rest of the world might criticize them, but no one knew about the delicacy of these meaningful moments shared between them, taking the form of hugs after a terrible nightmare and the facility to bring a smile back on the other’s face in the darkest moments of their lives. 

Falling in love with his childhood friend was easier than breathing and inevitable to this day. The two boys grew up and learned many lessons in their middle and high school years, which brought them closer than they’ll ever be in this bond that represented their biggest pride. Together, they worked as a complementarity with many titles, including the amazing duo that inspired the youngest!

The green-haired man never denied the fact that he was attracted to his childhood friend, acknowledging how things used to be ten times easier as a child. Back in the days, he could’ve simply kissed the blond cheeks and explained how he loved him without any fear of rejection, compared to his current state. His friends joked a few times about how he needed to find another person instead of waiting for a miracle but the idea of giving his heart to a stranger instead of his missing half, who knew him more than anyone else, was unbelievable. 

He was conscious that pinning about imaginary dreams that’ll never be his won’t be in his favor but his heart and soul will always belong to the great Katsuki Bakugou, despite the important consequences on his sexual life. Izuku Midoriya had always been comfortable with his sexuality and accepted his feelings for the blond without questioning their existence, compared to the blurry interrogations about his attraction to women. His bisexuality took a few years before being fully comprehended until he found peace with the idea of exploring his preference, his loved ones told him how he was still young to feel such pressure imposed by society when everyone’s narrative was different and unique on its own, which reassured him until his curious ears caught a topic that awakened old insecurities.

All his classmates and colleagues mentioned their numerous adventures concerning sex with a certain ease that impressed him, without going too much into details but leaving a few questions on his lips. He always wondered how he would feel to have someone’s touch and the subtle lips ghosting the hidden freckles on his body, the same ones he hadn’t shown to anyone, except his mirror. Izuku wasn’t ashamed to be a virgin, conscious that most of his thoughts derived from his imagination to the desire to be held by the firm hands of his childhood friend and share a forbidden dance under the sheet. 

All the roads lead back to Katsuki Bakugou, no matter if it was in the form of charming frames in his wildest dream or nicknames that escaped his lips during a moment of vulnerability. The freckled man made peace with the idea that he could never steal a heart like Katsuki’s and should’ve made out with the first stranger that crossed his path but this vision brought him discomfort. The charming teacher was beautiful to have the world at his feet, ready to warm the side of his bed but he would rather chase after the only shadow that stood out of the crowd than give this chance to someone he’ll probably forget after a few drinks….

Don’t get him wrong, he didn’t want to rush this step and leave with unpleasant memories, not when he promised himself to have this moment as something meaningful for his naive heart. He was jealous of the way his colleagues and close friends talked about their experience in bed with advice like it was another cup of tea when Izuku was still stuck in the unknown, which led him to a compromising situation that would change the rest of his narrative.

“I know this sounds crazy but Kacchan…I want you to be my first time.”

The words unconsciously escaped his lips with a scarlet color on his exposed cheeks, under the stunned crimson eyes, speechless after the previous revelation. The teacher knew he took a lot of risk by going to his childhood friend’s apartment on a lonely night with this crazy proposition, putting the relationship they’ve cherished more than any victories on the battlefield, on the line. The only thing he wanted was to have some company when the rest of the town was living like there was no tomorrow, despite his lack of a backup plan!

After all, there must be a bunch of similar stories, even if he was probably the only one able to put himself and the person he loves the most in a no-return point, with an answer that’ll either destroy their friendship or bring it back to another light with a fond title. The green-haired man naturally rushed to see the bond, conscious that Katsuki wouldn’t judge him for this moment of vulnerability: they’ve already shared a multitude of embarrassing memories together since their childhood days, even if the maturity of their big age couldn’t justify some of his actions. 

Shit, Izuku Midoriya just confessed how he wanted to have sex with his best friend and let him be his first time without taking into account the logical explanation for this unexpected visit. Saying the truth and explaining how he was so lonely that he longed for the blond’s touch and needed more than his own hand would make him redder than he already was but how was he supposed to get out of this mess he caused in the first place? 

——

The previous words acted like a slap in the face, as unbelievable as they were, despite his stunned gaze and the embarrassed emerald ones. 

Katsuki Bakugou was a reputed hero who succeeded in marking history with many victories at a young age, including the joy of making his childhood dream come true by standing by Izuku’s side. He was known for his strength and yet, the world will never look at him the same way as adorable emerald eyes did with his sparkling glances after a recent victory, or tears after a forced hospitalization. Today, he couldn’t be happier to stand on the rank in his twenties, even if he was also known as a patient man, maybe too patient for some of his friends, who begged him to make a move on the only shadow he’ve been chasing since his teenager years, knowing how Izuku will never see him as more than a best friend… 

Don’t get him wrong, he was glad to honor such a title when his middle school years had been a real hell but the years didn’t make his situation easier. He found himself falling for his childhood friend the moment he became his executor, dealing with the rise of a romantic interest for the person he’s supposed to hate. The golden-haired man faced the strongest villains and yet, he was unable to look in Izuku’s eyes and confess his feelings out loud, regretting the old days when their sentiments could be seen as innocent games. 

He was in love with his best friend and the shadow that accompanied, if not supported him in the darkest days. Katsuki never questions the weight of his feelings until they started to interfere with his vision of their supposed platonic friendship: It started with very low hints, invisible to the public eye but obvious for his longing heart, who missed a beat every time the warm smile of the nerd crossed his path. He wouldn’t be surprised to hear how the rest of the world became targets of Izuku’s charm, even if no one would ever cherish the scars on the teacher’s skin and his melodious laugh more than Katsuki.

He,took enough safety to hide his sentiments and put Izuku’s happiness before his, knowing he would never stand against the extras in this rough competition. After all, some of his nights were still haunted by the ghost of the venomous threats he said to the person he loved the most, it would be easier for the nerd to fall for a kinder soul than the one who gave him the worst of scars. 

Izuku forgave him but it’ll never be enough to offer the redemption arc he deserved: He did many things to prove how actions spoke louder than words when he apologized in the rain and revealed his weakness in front of his mentor, but he remained the author of indelible death threats. If the shorter man moved on from this complex period of their lives, Katsuki suffered in silence and accepted the fact that he was condemned to long for Izuku’s love when it belonged to another person able to cover him with enough care in this lifetime…someone that’s not Katsuki Bakugou.

However, his entire plan changed the moment he opened the door and faced the familiar curls in the middle of the night, only to hear the man he loved asking him to be physically intimate with him when they’d never talked about this until now. He would’ve definitely remembered if the nerd had made the mention of being friends with benefits with him!

He didn’t know anything about the teacher’s sex life and never felt the need to interfere. After all, it was none of his business, he naturally thought that some of the extras with their suspicious flirt ended up warming the nerd’s bed, when it had never been the case. Katsuki was speechless at the fact that the most coveted man in town chose to have someone like him as a first experience, despite the fact that Izuku was still a virgin. He couldn’t have his opinions about a situation that didn’t concern him and hearing such words gave him thousands of questions at the tip of his lips…

——

“What the fuck did you just say?” He asked with a confused tone, ignoring the blush that heated his cheeks.

Izuku held his breath and moved to the couch, still wrapped in the exclusive All Might blanket he had offered for the last Christmas. Under different circumstances, the teacher would’ve made another tease about how his childhood friend liked this gift more than the one who bought it but after the mess he caused in this calm apartment, he decided to keep his distance. The shorter man didn’t need to take a glimpse at a mirror to feel the sudden heat on his cheeks and chose to simply cross his legs when he felt the movement beside him, announcing how the blond was receptive to a heart-to-heart discussion about something as personal as their intimate lives. 

The main problem was how Izuku’s love was too important to be described with three words, unaware of how the blond would do anything to feel his feelings reciprocated. His hesitant fingers moved a lost curl behind his ears, regaining the small ounce of courage he had to lift his head and meet the curious crimson eyes, able to make him fall all over again with a single glance. 

“First of all, I’m truly sorry for interrupting you when you probably had another plan for tonight. I don’t know what happened and I transformed a thought into an irreversible action by knocking at your door with the craziest thing you’ve ever heard.” His thumbs accidentally reached the fabric of his shirt. “I meant what I said earlier, I want you to be my first time. I’m conscious this came out of nowhere, you probably have a lot of questions about the sake of our friendship but I would rather have you for this experience than some… one-night stand.”

Great, he was forced to expose the different shades of his blush at the mention of sexual intimacy when he came here to do more than a few kisses and preliminaries. If he was sensitive to such a thing, how would he be able to survive the entire night if Katsuki ever accepted his unbelievable request? He’ll probably die in heaven for sure, but it was too late to step back and pretend nothing happened.

“Hold on, let me recontextualize this shit before I lose my mind,” said the taller man with a low tone, losing his hand on his forehead.  In all honesty, Katsuki was envious of Izuku’s bravery to make such a change in their dynamic, and he would be more than happy to let this happen if this meant letting the nerd know how loved he was. “You decided to leave your apartment, which is a few miles away from mine, and knock at my door because you wanted to have sex with me. Do you hear yourself? I mean…How can you be so sure it’s something you truly want ?”

Izuku should be offended by this previous reasoning, almost like someone like the great Katsuki Bakugou couldn’t have this timeless love when he was more than worthy of his love. He wasn’t the same teenager who made stupid mistakes, he changed to be a better version of himself, a man able to steal the teacher’s heart on the spot with the same grin that gave butterflies to his stomach. The green-haired man took a deep breath when he saw how the blond was open to the conversation, which was a good beginning!

“Because I’ve..It’s embarrassing but I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” he admitted with a lost glance at the crimson eyes, who softened at the unexpected statement. For a moment, it looked like the great Dynamight, perfectionist in the slightest details, was caught off guard by fate. “How do I formulate this- Lately I’ve been interested in my current situation, including the idea of being intimate with someone and the first person that crossed my mind for this was you. Your reputation precedes you with the numerous articles about your love story that catch the attention of the entire Japan, I’m conscious I’m not your style-”

Wait a second…What did Izuku just say?

There was no reason for Izuku to consider himself as someone who didn’t match Katsuki’s style when he was all he ever wanted and the most gorgeous man he had ever seen. If only he knew how many times Katsuki tried to make a move in his teenage years before using another curse that brought a stupid and adorable chuckle out of the nerd’s lips. It’s not like he didn’t try, he just waited for the perfect timing to comprehend his emotions, it’s definitely not because he was scared of messing things up with the most important relationship of his life!

But more importantly, the nerd was wrong about the public portraits made by the media. It all started with some articles mentioning the presence of another heart stolen by the recognizable hero, his friend teased him about finally getting laid when it had been a complete misunderstanding. The role he was supposed to take for his missions was a simple illusion to fool the public, his loved ones believed what the shitty media spread about his nonexistent love life, and Izuku seemed to be one of them, unaware of the embarrassing secret his childhood friend had been hiding for years….

Katsuki Bakugou was and had always been a virgin. 

There was a reason why he canceled every blind date made by the extras and why he rejected every one-night stand at the different parties since graduation. The blond had never been the kind of guy to do a temporary story, he clearly had a preference for timeless romance that marked history in its own way and definitely did everything in his power to keep his ass for the only one who stole his heart when they were kids. Why would he change his mind for a few hours with some extras not worth mentioning when he wanted to reserve this moment for someone he truly loved? 

He never denied the lies behind the articles and the popular misunderstandings, afraid to ruin the sacrifices made for the sake of the supposed missions and the safety of the extras he was supposed to protect. Everyone in Japan considers him a serious heartbreaker who didn’t want anything serious when his heart belonged to Izuku since their teenage years! Katsuki would rather spend an entire lifetime waiting for his childhood friend’s love than fall for someone else, knowing how they’ll never be as mesmerizing and adorable as Izuku Midoriya. 

However, the consequences couldn’t be ignored and caused a serious problem in their situation: The nerd came here with the hope of having a reassuring first time when Katsuki had no knowledge about sex. He learned a few things since his teenage years and the discovery of porn that’s never been his thing, he did understand how he needed to put his partner’s pleasure before his, which was more important than some positions that didn’t make any sense to him. He’ve never done this with anyone and based all his satisfaction on his hands, who knew the right spot to make him feel more vulnerable in his solitary night but it wouldn’t be enough to fool someone as smart as Izuku! 

The right option was to say the truth and see the disappointment on Izuku’s face and see him asking another one of his friends to do the job…which was unthinkable. A small lie wouldn’t be a problem if the nerd never had to find the truth about the fact that they were both inexperienced in sexual intimacy, it’s not like they’ll be virgins anymore if they spend the night together! Katsuki wasn’t necessarily satisfied with the idea of changing the narrative in his favor but he would rather be seen as an asshole than stay jealous and hear how some extra stole the occasion that was supposed to be his. 

“You know what this means, right?” His question stayed in the blur on purpose, hoping it would be enough to not bring attention to the hesitation in his voice. In all honesty, the blond was touched to see how the freckled man immediately reached out to him for this meaningful step in his life, proving how the mutual trust they’ve built since their middle school days was their biggest strength. 

“I…I do,” he whispered, losing his hand behind his neck. “That’s why you’re the only one I can trust with that.”

If he were honest, the freckled man was jealous of the people who stayed by Katsuki’s side in this moment of intimacy, knowing how it would’ve been perfect if they were each other’s first in another universe. There was something strangely romantic in the chosen words that filled the silence of this living room, from the scarred fingers and his subtle grip on his shirt to the fond emerald eyes that seemed to share an inexpressible message for the moment. Katsuki was tempted to read between the lines and almost convinced himself that Izuku’s heart could be his in a fraction of a second, before returning to his harsh reality. 

“I’ve heard about people being friends with benefits and thought it could be…interesting to explore with us but maybe I was wrong.” 

Great, now Izuku will be forced to live with the reminder that he almost forced the man he loved to have sex with him when it was a one-sided proposition, how stupid was he to even think someone like Katsuki would even accept his request-

“Shit, listen, you’re not forced to,” he continued with a low tone the hero recognized pretty well. He’s seen this scene too many times for his liking to recognize the signs that the nerd contained his tears, wishing to erase them with kisses if he had enough courage to break his shell and reassure the nerd. “I’m sorry for imposing this decision all of a sudden when you probably had someone in your life or didn’t want to, I’m the one to blame here and I understand if you want me to leave this place and return home as if nothing happened. We won’t have to talk about it and-“

“I would love to.“ The last freckles on the teacher’s cheeks brightened with the scarlet blush on his skin, portraying the cutest scene his crimson eyes had ever seen. Seriously, how could he say no when he’s been waiting for this day since he discovered what love was and promised to forge this night into the moment where he confessed his love in the most ethereal way? “I mean, I wouldn’t mind helping you if this makes you feel better.”

Izuku’s face warmed up at the tender sight of the flushed cheeks on the blond’s skin, acting like a teenager, ready to do his first time, even if it was impossible. The blond was probably justifying this behavior by the apprehension to do something like this with someone who knew each of his flaws, rather than some strangers, meant to disappear overnight. The possibility of seeing the beauty of this moment disappear with the rest of the blond’s memories made him realize how moving on from his childhood friend was unthinkable, not when Izuku refused to give up without a good try.

“You…You would help me with that ?” The voice was so low that it subtly caressed the hero’s ears, reminding him of a delicate melody that erased all his previous worries. Suddenly, the fear of not being enough was replaced by his desire to make things right and grab this unique chance to cover the man he loved with endless affection, hoping it would be enough to let him stay in the next morning.

“As long as you feel ready and you’re not forcing yourself to do something against your will, it’s all good to me.” 

This dream was too good to be true for a desperate soul like Katsuki’s, knowing how crazy it was to even be this special person for Izuku’s narratives. After all, the nerd could’ve chosen anyone else and decided to offer his blind trust to the person he loved the most, unaware of how Katsuki’s lie needed to be more than convincing if he didn’t want to bring doubts about his supposed experience in bed. He had no other choice but to cross his fingers to let fate guide them to a more comfortable setting where the fear of not being enough will be replaced by genuine care and secret breath against each other’s skin… 

“Only if you want to!” Corrected the shorter man with an embarrassed tone. Izuku was ready to make a few sacrifices at the cost of this awaited night but the blond’s consent was more than important to have peace of mind: He would never forgive himself if he learned how Katsuki forced himself to do such a thing when it should be considered as something natural. “I truly appreciate the gesture, many people would’ve probably run away and I feel safer with your knowledge-” 

His heart missed a beat when he felt the intriguing touch of the delicate fingers on his freckled cheek, marked by the scar of the wars that left indelible memories in their narratives. The green-haired man wasn’t sure if he was alive after the tenderness of this simple gesture, wondering if he would be able to survive the rest of the night with the recognizable lyrics in his ears. The obvious blush on his cheeks was the least of his problems when his sparkling emerald eyes found the caring crimson ones, determined to sign the downfall of their revival or their discreet romance. 

The only thing that mattered at the moment wasn’t the outcome or consequences of this night with the state of their friendship, knowing how it would be a problem for their future selves, but the ease of these strong fingers against his broken skin. The two men imagined this moment so many times and none of their illusions compared to the breathtaking reality near their reach, highlighted by the close distance between their faces and the fast heartbeat in their chest. 

“Izuku.” There was something dangerous about the way his kissable lips whispered this broken name with such elegance and desire. It didn’t leave the green-haired man indifferent, holding his breath when the blond’s thumbs gently caressed his skin to cup his cheeks and get his attention, locking his stunning glance with his. “I’m about to say something really cheesy and kick my ass for that but I would easily take the word down if you asked me to, freckles.”

The teacher was aware of the fact that Katsuki cared about him and their bond, even if he wasn’t the type to make a daily reminder of this sweet truth which was a part of his charm, according to Izuku’s drunk self, and yet…Never in his life did he expect to hear such words coming from this mouth that usually cursed villains on the streets! 

“So…how does this work ?” Izuku asked with an embarrassed tone, feeling how the cautious fingers pushed the lost curls behind his ears. It was probably Katsuki’s knowledge that made him look so confident about the previous words and the teacher even envied the lucky souls who heard these seductive words though whispers with other things that shouldn’t be said out loud. “Should we discuss the safe words to use if we get uncomfortable or the things you prefer? I don’t know anything about my preferences when it comes to intimacy, I don’t want to be annoying when-”

“You’re not and have never been a bother to me, nerd.” Katsuki hated the fact that the man he loved considered himself a problem when he had the right to be lost about this situation. “I wouldn’t have accepted this if I weren’t sure about my decision. This is important for you and I’m glad to know you thought of me for this honorable title, that’s why we need to chase our worries aside and just…let things happen on their own.”

“Why are you stressed about that? I get that doing it with me can be strange because we’ve known each other since birth, but there’s no reason for you to be anxious. You can see it as another practice without the quirks…or maybe with them if you want.” The innocent question brought a light grin to the corner of the hero’s lips, accepting how he was deeply in love with this idiot. The messy green curls and adorable emerald eyes had never looked more cute under this angle, recalling the charm of their previous touch and the ghost of these thumbs that longed for this ethereal gesture. 

“A daily practice at the agency and the degree of intimacy during sex aren’t the same thing, I’m just worried because I want to make things right for you,” he said with a low tone, subtle enough to reach the freckled man’s ears as a whisper of his vulnerability. Something was different with his childhood friend, almost like he was touched by the idea of sharing this private moment with someone he trusted more than his own life.  “There’s a huge difference between spending your night with a complete stranger and someone who’s seen and supported you at your worst…I can’t take risks when I’m doing it with you, from all the people.”

Katsuki Bakugou was more vulnerable than he had ever been since his first cries. 

It’s been a long time since he’ve felt the need to hide in his parents’ arms and ask them to send him enough courage to face the monster under his bed, except for the fact that the scary monster wasn’t his childhood friend but the fear of being caught in his own lies. He’s faced thousands of villains so why does he feel the need to hear Izuku’s reassuring glance about something that’s symbolic for both of them? Maybe there were some fights he couldn’t win and had no other choice but to dig his own grave… 

Izuku’s face widened at the previous words, understanding how this was probably important for the taller man, even if he never mentioned this interest in their past conversations. : If the teacher had known earlier, he would’ve made sure not to waste his time and cross the hero’s apartment to let him know how this idea was more than welcomed! 

For the moment, he decided to let actions speak louder than words when he moved his fingers from the cozy blanket on the couch to the calloused ones, sensing chills that spread through their chest the moment their skin met. They haven’t held hands yet or done anything intimate but the pleased smile on Izuku’s lips informed the blond about how every attempt to please him was welcomed as the biggest treasure served on a silver platter.

“There’s no feelings involved… right ?” 

Izuku’s question acted like a stab in the chest, understanding the reasoning behind this step they were about to reach a simple friends with benefits, even if this title felt bittersweet on their lips. The two childhood friends were inseparable and the nature of their bond was stronger than any assumptions made by the public or the teasing of their friends about how they would look good together. Their biggest strength resided in the meaningful victories they’ve achieved in their relationship and the proud grin they’ve shared with each other to feel so comfortable in their current dynamic.

However, it would be a lie to say that being intimate with someone who knew each of your weaknesses and cherished every scar on your body, was something made without consequences. There’ll be a decisive outcome after this night and the event of being physically close to each other’s skin, a no-return point for their longing hearts but they were more than determined to enjoy this unique occasion that might show up only once at their door. 

Izuku Midoriya was in love and his feelings might probably increase after the sensation of these addictive fingers against his heated skin, with frames that’ll haunt each of his lonely nights.  Katsuki Bakugou was in love with his best friend and his naivety led him to have a symbolic vision about physical intimacy and how important this must be to their partner, considering this as a form of gentle confessions through light whispers and indelible touch on their burned skin. He wouldn’t have wished for a better first time with his missing half, knowing how he wanted to express his timeless love into meaningful actions. 

“Sure, just casual sex between friends, nothing more,” he responded with a break that felt strangely odd, almost like he was unsure about his own promises. 

It was the biggest lie they’ve ever said. 

Their glances met for a few seconds almost like they had the ability to understand the other’s pain behind the sad truth and curious happenstance that led them in this exact moment. Their bond took birth in the familiarity of a neighborhood and stolen laughs in their youth, it eventually fell apart to reborn returning stronger than ever, even in the moments of doubt. No matter what will happen after their night together, pretending to have a platonic relationship and sex without feelings involved was the best they could do if they didn’t want to ruin the most precious treasure they’ve got from fate.

“Coconut,” whispered the blond, breaking the previous silence in the room. Under this angle, the city seemed to calm down with the traffic and the first neighbors started to return to their apartments, based on the noises in the distant corridors. The emerald eyes looked intrigued at the sudden word that appeared out of nowhere, wondering what crossed his best friend’s mind before hearing the following explanation with flushed cheeks. “It’s our safe word, in case you want to stop-”

“Alright, that’s fine with me,” Izuku said with a nod. There was something strangely comforting about the idea of being by Katsuki’s side for an important step in his life, conscious about his egoistic wish and yet, happier than ever to see how the stubborn hero never gave up on him despite his numerous teasing. Suddenly, the previous anxiety about his inexperience was replaced by the joy of mutual love, as temporary as it was. “And now…”

His speech was interrupted by the strong fingers against his skin, cautiously moving his thumbs to tease the scarred cheeks and push a lost curl behind his ears. The gesture was more passionate than any of the flirts the teacher faced at the drunk party, especially when his shining eyes never left the caring crimson ones, realizing how their bodies accidentally moved closer in the last seconds. The fast heartbeat inside his chest resonated as a melody as Izuku held his breath and decided to let things happen…no matter the outcome of this pleasant accident between them. 

“Close your eyes and trust me.” Katsuki’s voice softened, revealing a cautious tone, and a moment of vulnerability, that contrasted with the one he usually used in public. 

The scarlet cheeks were quickly forgotten when the reassuring palms fell on his porcelain skin and made the sensitive teacher speechless. It felt selfish to have this moment of intimacy for himself when the rest of the world wanted to have an ounce of Dynamight’s attention…

“Always,”  the words naturally escaped his lips when the green-haired man realized how he had finally regained his breath. His breath was low, lower than usual but strangely accessible to let this hidden sound escape his mouth and reach the blond’s ears, affected by the sensual tension rising with a naive gesture like this one. 

The shorter man obeyed the previous advice and portrayed one of the most breathtaking scenes the hero had ever seen: The green curls were a complete mess and the last cheek with his freckles exposed the shade of red on his skin, under the loving glance of the taller man, ready to freeze this moment. The great Izuku Midoriya, inaccessible to Katsuki’s heart, had never looked so beautiful under this angle, reminding him of why the blond ever fell for him in the first place. 

He knew there was a huge risk in stealing Izuku’s first kiss and his stupidity led him to wait for the perfect timing, despite the pressure on his shoulders. The nerd didn’t know he was also Katsuki’s first kiss and believed in his best friend’s reputation of serial heartbreakers…if only he knew how wrong he was. 

The calloused fingers cupped the cheek marked by the heavy scar on the teacher’s skin, gently caressing this area before feeling how their head moved closer enough to feel each other’s breath. Izuku contained himself to not make a slight gasp when the strong hands found his legs, realizing how he was finally about to kiss the man he loved and wouldn’t have a single regret about it. The rosy shade on his open lips was quickly forgotten when the hesitant crimson man moved to seal their mouths together, starting with a slow movement at first before turning into a lighter touch. 

The lost thumb slid on Izuku’s legs, giving him enough chill to understand how the sudden heat that found his desperate lips was the same lips he had dreamed of feeling since his teenage years. It happened in a few seconds that became the most important memory of his life and everything burned inside his whole body, from the flustered cheeks to the ease of the gesture that made him feel the need to beg for more. His fingers unconsciously moved to find the blond’s shoulders, teasing his golden spikes with the joy of finally kissing the man he loved. 

He didn’t know which part was the best: the one where their mouth touched, the sparkles that spread through their bodies, or the cautious movements that offered a romantic dance in their longing hearts. He had access to the forbidden fruit he’d been begging in his wildest dreams, enjoying how the taller man was delicate enough in his gesture to not force or rush the teacher in the process. This was probably nothing to someone like Katsuki but it was the best thing the freckled man ever experienced, accepting how coming here was the best decision he’s ever made. 

Little did he know how the blond was also taking his time by cautiousness, afraid to ruin the moment with his impatience. The second his lips found the rosy ones, he immediately felt the pleasure that grew inside his body and the slight whine he contained to not freak the other out, understanding how he would rather kiss these lips once in his lifetime than thousands with no interest. After all these years of pinning, Katsuki finally had his first kiss with the person who occupied each of his thoughts, forgetting about the previous agreement and choosing to stay focused on the pleasant emotions that filled his chest. 

This moment lasted for a few seconds until the two men regained their breath and looked at each other with a fond glance. The freckled man pushed a lost curl behind his ears, reading behind the lines of his favorite book, and saw how the stubborn hero acted shy all of a sudden, taking a few minutes to break the quiet silence of this living room. 

“Is this all right-”

The taller man barely had time to finish his response before feeling the sudden grip behind his neck, admirative of the scarred fingers that found their way into his spikes. The sudden movements gave him an unexpected source of pleasure, holding back a light whine at the strength used by the teacher, which had a direct impact on the hard groin between his legs. His previous thoughts were erased by the intensity that spread through his body when he found the familiar lips against his, taking the lead with a slow dance until they became more confident and drove them in a different direction. 

The scarred hands searched a little deeper in the hero’s spikes, revealing another gasp when he felt the excitement at the caring palm meeting his back and pushing him on the couch. Izuku’s body moved on its own to respond to the cautious gesture when their heated mouths played a dangerous game in this excitement that took birth from their previous glance. The freckled man didn’t care about how he was probably considered a horny mess, the only thing that mattered was how amazing it was to feel the hero’s lips against his and the slight tease they shared in this series of kisses that slowly turned into a dance of their tongues. 

The muffled moans from Izuku didn’t make the blond indifferent, echoing as an addictive song in his ears as he tried to make sure the shorter man was communicative enough to continue this game a little longer. The teacher’s back moved on the couch, forgetting about the blanket and the pillows that accidentally fell to the ground due to their heated movements as the grip tightened, admitting how this had no right to feel this good. At this moment, the two men understood the euphoria about the delight brought by this topic, especially when the best thing they could do was to bring a mutual pleasure to each other’s bodies, despite their lack of knowledge. 

The previous grip relaxed at the break of their burning mouth, releasing heavy breath that filled the silence of the room and the close space between them. The emerald eyes met the crimson ones, understanding how their mutual interaction affected their bodies, which wasn’t unpleasant when the scarred hands unconsciously wrapped the hero’s neck and brought him closer, almost like Izuku was looking for reassurance in this previous euphoria.

“I think I got my answer, freckles,” he whispered with a seductive grin that brought butterflies straight to Izuku’s stomach. 

It was unreliable to be this beautiful and have the ability to steal so many hearts, even if Izuku was glad to be the victim of such tricks. The delicacy of their previous kisses echoed the vows transcribed into this meaningful gesture, acting like lovers who haven’t seen each other in years. The close proximity between them was the least of their problems when the blond saw a warm smile crossing the teacher’s face at the comment.

“I have to admit it, you’re a pretty good kisser,” Izuku confessed between two breaths, losing his fingers to caress the hero’s spikes and fell on his back. The taller man was wearing his famous black shirt with a white skull, which he refused to leave since their childhood days, wondering if the muscles hidden behind this thin tissue would be as impressive as his wildest imagination. “I didn’t know kissing you would be like this. I’m glad to see how these lips can do more than curse a villain on a daily mission…Is it bad if it makes me crave more ?”

“I’m all yours,” mumbled the taller man. 

Katsuki Bakugou knew he would do anything in his power to hear more of the enchanting voice that caressed his ears earlier: The rest of the world might call him desperate but after tasting the forbidden fruit that took the form of the prettiest man he had ever seen, he knew he was ready to be selfish a little longer. 

The weight of his body above the teacher’s one wasn’t a problem for the moment, not when their fingers were gently dancing on the other’s skin, no matter if it was above the black shirt or under the silly one, offering more sexual tension between their breath. The shorter man released a few breaths at the touch, processing what just happened, and felt the desire to heal all the broken scars, left by their past insecurities and middle school years. 

That’s it….he was about to have sex with the most coveted hero in town: Izuku didn’t know if he was excited, scared, or happier than ever to see his wildest dream come true, especially when he locked his glance into the fond ones. He knew he was grateful to have been selfish for once instead of putting the others' pretties before his, especially when he couldn’t get over the fact that he secretly searched for more discoveries in their pleasant exchanges.

Friendship or not, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou were ready to break their boundaries and make the other feel good. 

They used subtle whispers as a satisfying tease before shutting this sexual tension with kisses that became one of their favorite habits. Their first turned into another one, until their tongues found each other with muffled whines and a strong grip on the hero’s shoulders, as the freckled man closed his eyes. He welcomed the sensation of excitement that occupied each of his thoughts, conscious about how he wanted to get rid of his pants to show how desperate he was to feel these addictive lips wrapped around his hard dick. 

For the moment, he simply satisfied himself with the joy of having Dynamight’s attention to himself, figuring out how the blond had a sensitive spot and decided to reward him. The messy green curls found the couch with his closed eyes, whispering how good it was until he felt the familiar lips on his exposed neck, begging to be touched. The crimson-eyed man stole a quick glimpse at the vulnerable scene, moving one of his hands to cup the freckled cheek and catch the tears that threatened to fall on the teacher’s skin.

“Do you want me to mark you ?” The question was simple but efficient enough to bring a loving smile back to the nerd’s face. One of his hands returned the gesture by cupping the blond’s cheeks, acting as if they’ve been lovers the entire time. The gesture was delicate enough to capture the entire attention of the hero, grateful to see how his childhood friend was relaxed with this act of love, which wouldn’t have been possible with anyone else. 

“I would love to,” he confirmed with an enamored tone, feeling the desperate need to steal another kiss from the blond’s lips. Izuku was usually the kind of guy to be discreet and promised to hide the hickeys in the next days…unless he wanted to let the whole world know how he had sex with his best friend. “Kacchan…Make me yours.”

The protective palm wrapped around the teacher’s waist, meeting his scars with his thumbs while moving his head down his neck with ghost kisses. Izuku discovered how he was impatient when it came to sex, something he never thought possible until now, especially when his tight grip spoke louder than words when the hero took a few seconds to leave his neck untouched by the heat of his lips. Katsuki’s face turned into a grin when he continued his exploration, dropping slow touch all over his skin before finding a sensitive spot that made the nerd react louder than he expected. 

The scarred fingers held the blond’s shoulders tighter when he welcomed the burning lips against his neck, releasing a discreet moan when he welcomed his first hickey. A sudden wave of delight filled his body: There was something beautiful about the fact that the strong fingers that destroyed villains on the battlefield, were the same ones that gently touched his skin with enough care, afraid to break him. The dance lasted a little longer, following each other’s tricks with the sound of their heavy breath until the two men found their ease. Their lips met for the umpteenth time with a warm smile, until the thick fingers found his naked waist with a glimpse at the emerald eyes, shining brighter than any midnight sky.

“Kacchan,” the sweet nickname found its way between two breaths, catching the attention of the hungry crimson eyes. At this moment, none of them knew how far they were ready to go in their euphoria and decided to simply follow their hearts, as long as they both felt relaxed at the pleasant touch and mesmerizing voice. “I need you so bad, please.”

Izuku didn’t know he was the type to beg and yet, he took a moment to appreciate how the hero’s glaze transformed into a softer one, almost like Katsuki was waiting for this vulnerability that escaped like a breath in the air. The sexual tension between them was undeniable, highlighted by their desire to rip each other’s clothes away and feel the heat of their bare naked skin but there was a time and a place for this step too. 

“I know but I need you to feel good, sweetheart,” The pet name brought a sudden blush to the teacher’s cheeks, noticing how his fingers were still wrapped around the hero’s neck. They haven’t moved since the tender whispers on the other’s lips, admiring how they wouldn’t mind staying in each other’s embrace for the rest of their lives. “I didn’t know you were so impatient, my lips must be good if someone like you ended up asking for more.”

“They are, I bet there’s a bunch of other things they can also do,” replied the shorter man with a slight smile, conscious of the close proximity between the blond’s head and the exposed groin near his reach. 

The teacher’s cheeks flushed when he felt the calloused fingers take his pants away with a slow gesture, bringing more tease to this chemistry they couldn’t ignore anymore. Every touch reflected the burning desire inside their chest as the fabric of Izuku’s pants left his legs to meet the cold ground, revealing his boxer and the special treatment reserved for the occasion. Between two caresses the shorter man moved to rest his back on the couch for a better position and watched the satisfied glance on the other’s face. The emerald eyes never left the crimson ones, explaining how much he loved feeling Katsuki’s fingers against his exposed skin, with hidden freckles he had never revealed to anyone until now, as the cautious thumbs took care of his inner thighs. 

“How can you do this ?” Izuku asked between two breaths, ignoring how vulnerable he looked. He had fought many villains that sent him to a near-death experience and he had never felt so exposed as in the current situation. The stretches of his underwear found the cold floor with his pants, revealing his naked skin and the sparkling glance of his childhood friend, who smirked as he cupped his thighs and covered them with gentle kisses and praises. “Making me feel loved with a simple touch when you are the kind to curse rather than praise others. If I knew, I would’ve knocked on your door sooner.”

“It’s my magical trick. I’m glad you did it tonight and I’m about to keep my promises but let me ask you something,” the taller man said, moving closer enough to tease the teacher’s lips and feel how the scarred hands with a tight grip on his shoulder. The ghost of Katsuki’s lips was enough to bring the freckled man to his limits and steal another kiss, holding him as close as possible with all the possessiveness in this single grip and the muffled whine between their burning lips. “Did you ever get preliminaries or is this also a first for you ?”

Katsuki prayed the stars not to hear an answer that would feed his jealousy, that already had enough control of his thoughts: After all, he discovered how he enjoyed making love, at least teasing his favorite idiot and hearing the charming songs that filled the close space between them. Izuku came to his apartment with the request to have more than, preliminaries but it doesn’t mean he didn’t have knowledge about having a blowjob or had been touched by someone the blond wanted to kill at all costs!

“Kacchan.” The scarred fingers moved from the hero’s shoulders to his neck, cupping his cheeks with a warm smile, reading the possessiveness in his glance. “I told you, I wouldn’t want anyone else than you to make me discover this part of my sexuality. After what I’ve tasted earlier, I’m convinced you can do wonders.”

Great, now the nerd was thinking the blond was an expert at blowjobs when he never gave to anyone! Don’t get him wrong, he saw it in a few videos but knew how this wasn’t a reflection of reality and the only thing that mattered was the safety of his partner. He might be a beginner and mess up, Izuku wouldn’t have to know, right?  He stole another kiss to regain his previous confidence and watched the tender smile on the teacher’s face, portraying the happiest expression he had seen in years. Izuku trusted him for the rest of this process and they’ll take all the time they need to have a great experience, even if it implies doing it a second time. 

The freckled man’s back found the comfortable couch, observing the golden spikes that slowly slid between his legs to steal a few kisses to his inner thighs, praising their beauty under enamored emerald eyes. The scarred fingers moved to hold the hero’s shoulders and played with his neck, ignoring the fast heartbeat inside his chest and the fact that his hard dick was exposed to the mesmerized glance of the person he trusted more than his own life.

Katsuki never expected to see what Izuku’s dick would look like, at least under this close angle where each of his veins was visible to the slightest glaze of his perverted eyes. The tip was already rosy, due to their tease, as the blond decided to initiate the contact by sliding his thumbs against the sensitive groin. The subtle touch made the shorter man jolt, giving him chills of excitement, knowing how his childhood friend was taking his time to make him feel good through a simple touch, with a magical spell that only he knew.

The shorter man barely noticed the change of position when he felt the welcoming palm guiding his back, mesmerized by the weight of the blond’s body on top of him. Izuku discovered how he enjoyed this special view and the charm of the hero’s grin, especially under this angle where their open lips were still red from their previous exchanges and the heavy breath had never been this close to each other’s ears. 

The teacher’s hands moved to grab the blond’s shoulders tighter and welcomed the rising pleasure that spread through his entire body. He closed his eyes and welcomed the calloused fingers working on his exposed cock, changing him from the usual gesture he usually made with his broken palm. He expected a blowjob and was caught by surprise by the firm fingers that touched his sensitive spot between his legs, releasing another whine at the pleasant touch.

In all honesty, this was a strange experience for both men but thankfully, the blond was guided by the efficient grip on his back to see if the nerd liked it or not. Don’t get him wrong, he originally wanted to start with his tongue that sealed wonders earlier but he decided to give an extra gift to his partner, who’s been more than patient with him. 

Choosing a handjob was the easiest solution for the moment, despite his secret fear to disappoint the freckled man, that didn’t seem to matter at the moment. Izuku knew how the great Dynamight could touch him everywhere or do the most obscene things to him, he would love it under every form. The calloused fingers took the time to work with enough care to please the shorter man noticing the hip movements from the shorter man below him, familiar with the heat of his skin. This was more satisfying than any of the touch Izuku usually did during his desperate nights, this time he had the freedom of his movements and unconsciously started his thrusts with eager movements in the burning palm. 

He was unrecognizable, from the curls spread on the couch to the dangerous proximity of their lips, the same ones that responded with this sweet nickname that caressed the blond’s ears like a forbidden song. The sweat of their forehead met in the euphoria of the moment, such as the freckled man’s hips that became more confident as he started to enjoy these warm fingers wrapped against his dick even more.

“You like my hands this much ?” The blond whispered with a dangerous tone, almost seductive if the teacher wasn’t desperate enough for this euphoria. His breath crossed his open lips, reinforcing the sexual tension between them as the thrust continued, under the perverse smirk of the hero. “If I didn’t know you, I would think this is enough to make you come and spend the best night of your life….but you want more, aren’t you ?”

Izuku replied with a heavy breath, holding the blond’s back muscles as tight as possible, leaving some marks on his nails under the shirt and on these firm muscles. At this point, the teacher was at his childhood friend’s mercy and knew he would melt on the floor if he had the chance to feel more than protective fingers that seemed to learn pretty fast about his untouched dick.

“You want to use your pretty voice to let everyone know how good you feel with me, how amazing we could be together once we make one, with a heat tighter than the palm of my vulgar hands,” murmured the taller man with a smirk. The shorter man’s lips opened to beg the sweet nickname and melted at the rising delight that slowly took form in their previous exchanges. 

“Kacchan, yes, yes, yes-” he praised between his breath, followed by muffled moans. He never thought that having the blond’s fingers wrapped around his messy dick would feel so good and Izuku’s grip became possessive when he imagined how he made the strangers feel, noticing how he accidentally made faster thrusts until the taller man took the lead. “You feel so good, God, I love your fingers so much-”

The golden-haired man wasn’t even sure if he was doing a good job, it was probably ridiculous compared to what he might’ve learned in the future but as long as Izuku was satisfied, it would be fine. He pushed aside all the visuals he had from the movies and decided to put a blind trust in his partner, experiencing different angles that pleased the teacher’s sensitivity. It took them a few minutes before finding a good rhythm, transforming the previous praise into clear moans on both sides without being too uncomfortable for their liking. 

“You’re so pretty like this,” praised the hero with a warm smile that left the freckled man speechless. He found himself easily affected by the dirty talk earlier and he probably blamed his middle school years for this undiscovered kink but the praise….it was sweeter than he expected and made him happier than ever to hear such words escaping his childhood friend’s lips. He didn’t mind spending hours listening to the beauty of his scars and how he belongs to Katsuki in every universe! “Look at you, stronger than yesterday that even death is jealous of your courage. Prettier than you ever were with these tears that roll down your cheeks and this beauty that is able to charm anyone on the spot. I must be a lucky man to have you like this…all mine with such a pretty face.”

Izuku’s fingers held into the strong grip as if his life was on the line, realizing how he was about to come soon. It was embarrassing and he felt like a teenager touching himself for the first time and yet, he had never felt so pleased by another source of warmth than the palm of his broken hands. It was a different source of pleasure but not an unpleasant one, it was even better than what he had imagined as he continued his praise between heavy breaths, amazed to have the blond’s attention all for himself, especially when Katsuki seemed to enjoy the show too.

“Kacchan, keep going-I’m gonna come,” he ordered between two breaths

 If the freckled man was lost between his duty to come and his desire to make this favorable for both of them, he appreciated how the taller man understood the message and continued the needy thrust in his palms. A few more teases, kisses on the corner of the ears, and dirty talk were all they needed to reach Izuku’s limits and mesmerize him with how beautiful the shorter man looked when he begged his name. 

This had no right to be this hot, at least to the hero’s untouched cock that suffocates behind the clothes that separate them.

His flushed cheeks were the cutest, which convinced the blond to immediately shut the teacher down with another kiss, helping him to relax with a lighter grip. The green-haired man kissed the blond over and over again until they felt Katsuki’s pants accidentally meeting the exposed thighs and the hard groin, bringing a smirk back to their faces.

“Looks like someone needs some help,” he pointed out with a caring tone, covering an amused chuckle that crossed the hero’s ears. The vicious teacher decided to offer some tease by moving his hips and letting the layers of clothes separate their erection, hearing the sudden gasp that escaped the hero’s lips at this sensual friction. It would be a lie to say that Katsuki hasn’t ruined his boxer with the previous sound he heard, and was about to prepare the next step like one of his biggest fights. 

“Let’s go to my room,” responded the taller man with a grin that the teacher recognized all too well. 

At this point, they both knew that there was no return point in their current dynamic, and wouldn’t have wished for anything else than to spend the night with their missing half. 

——

Izuku Midoriya was about to have sex with Katsuki Bakugou. 

Technically he already did it with the intense activities they’ve made on the couch, marked by their mixed sweat and other things the two men refused to name. The fresh memories inside his mind made him more timid than a teenager when he understood what was about to happen once they crossed the blond’s bedroom. The shorter man was familiar with the landscape of this room, he’d been there a few times when his partner was sick and complained about how he didn’t need any babysitter, but he was about to face another angle he’d never seen before. 

A sudden gasp of surprise filled the living room when he felt the strength of the strong arms, holding him in a bridal style with his naked legs exposed to the fresh breeze of the apartment and the comforting hands on his skin. The calloused fingers accidentally found his ass for a few seconds which awakened many interests in the teacher’s mind as he simply rested his head against the blond’s chest. His messy curls tickled the hero’s chin, bringing a light smile to his face as Katsuki welcomed the vulnerability of their position and guided them to his bedroom, with its unused lube on the nightstand.

The taller man could still use a shitty excuse to justify his presence but it was the least of his worries. The only thing that mattered was the idea to feel the man he loved in his arms, holding him closer under a romantic angle he’d never learned to appreciate until now. He already rested by Izuku’s side during his nightmares and held him as close as possible, promising to stay with him until death do them part, a memory that suddenly echoed as a wedding vow with hindsight. 

Katsuki was a vulnerable soul ready to do anything to make his lover happy: If he needed to stay up all night and listen to Izuku’s mumbles about his new project at school, he would do it a thousand times. He didn’t mind spending hours cuddling the nerd and seeing how his worries turn into relieved smiles and sweet snores, and tonight won’t be the exception to the rules. Izuku Midoriya was worth every fight and falling in love with him was the best thing that ever happened to an obstinate heart like Katsuki’s, no matter the form of his affection and the time of the day. 

In all honesty, the golden-haired man surprised himself getting more than comfortable with their previous activities. He didn’t even know he was able to say such praises under these intimate settings and feel the weight of each of Izuku’s breath against his lips was the biggest treasure he received from this fortunate happenstance. He simply followed his heart and the enjoyment of his partner and succeeded in making the charming teacher come with a trick he had considered nonexistent until now! He wondered what kind of other spell he had at the palm of his hands and wouldn’t mind taking his time to hear these enchanting melodies all over again. 

The appeasing heartbeat succeeded in calming the freckled man’s mumbles, losing his hesitant hand on the black shirt before offering a lighter grip. The melodious heartbeat against his ears brought him back to reality where his missing half was still alive and not buried six feet underground in a cold cemetery. Izuku didn’t know what he would do if he had been on his own and was grateful to have someone like Katsuki Bakugou by his side. After all, they were always here to have each other’s backs, no matter if it was for their proud victories and their nightmares, usually centered around the idea of being separated against their will.

He didn’t know he was crying until his vision became blurry from the tears and his body held the strong figure closer. If Katsuki noticed the stronger grip on his shirt, he easily read behind the lines of this gesture and gently pushed the shorter man against his bedsheet. The teacher kept his head down, refusing to lose this warmth until he welcomed the gentle fingers lifting his chin and cupping the nasty tears that sharpened his porcelain skin. The hero was wise enough to distinguish the happy tears from the sad ones, and the idea that Izuku was suffering in silence was unbearable for him, hoping this reaction wasn’t a form of regret about the line they had crossed earlier.

The emerald eyes took a fond glance at the concerned ones and his body moved on its own to bring the taller man closer for a desperate embrace. Izuku didn’t care if this would bring more questions than relief about the rest of their night, the only thing that mattered was how he felt the relaxing warmth of the man he loved. The green-haired man knew he wouldn’t find this form of unconditional and timeless love with someone else, Katsuki was meant to be his in every lifetime and he would rather wait for their happy ending than fall for someone else, not when they could never be his childhood friend.

Katsuki held the shorter man closer and his lips found his messy curls to steal another kiss, lighter than the others but comforting enough to feel how the previous grip relaxed at the touch, sealing more than ethereal vows. The two men stayed in this cozy position a few more minutes before Izuku’s body moved to have a shy glance at the pleased crimson eyes, who caught him off guard with a loving kiss on his forehead: He couldn’t believe what he just did and how he ruined the mood of their encounter, he was so stupid and-

“It’s okay, you’re safe now,” the blond whispered before losing a curl behind the teacher’s ears. Izuku wanted to hide his face in the hero’s chest and he haven’t ruined the mood but he was also relieved to see how careful his partner was. The blond made sure to take his preferences into account earlier and chose to comfort him instead of continuing their greedy activities. “Why are you crying? Is it because of something I did earlier, something you didn’t like, or-”

“No, it was perfect and you were great,” Izuku explained with flushed cheeks. In all honesty, he wouldn’t have wished for a better partner, which made him fall harder than he already was. “I was just remembering how happy I was to know you’re still alive.  The previous euphoria made me understand how I wouldn’t be able to mourn your loss if Shigaraki took you away from me. I don’t think I would be able to survive in a world without you, as selfish as it sounds-”

Oh.

It wasn’t a secret that the great Izuku Midoriya was easily sensitive to the ghosts of his past that feed his scars, unhealed since their high school years: He would always knock at Katsuki’s door in the middle of the night or after a failed fight to stay in his arms with his tears, considerate as a strength in their cruel existence. The nerd had always wanted to go beyond his limits to the point of sacrificing his own life if necessary, unaware of how he was truly cherished by his mother and his loved ones… 

There have been many titles given to their relation though the fond evolution of their dynamic, and being the closest person was one of Katsuki’s favorites. It also imply deeper sacrifices and knowledge that some fights were meant to be easier than others but no matter the outcome of their narrative, Katsuki Bakugou knew he would always choose Izuku Midoriya over any victories on the battlefield. 

“There’s nothing wrong with selfishness,” mumbled the taller man with a comprehnsive tone,  touched to see how the nerd was mesmerized by each of his words. “We all have our imperfections and I wouldn’t be mad at you for being sensitive to our past scars. In your case, I wouldn’t describe them as flaws when it’s a part of your journey and how far you’ve achieved to survive another morning. Your fear is valid and I promise I won’t let anything happen to us as long as I’m a part of this world : I’ve faced the shittiest villains and most dangerous ones, it never took me away from you, despite the wasted tears shed at the hospital. It’ll happen again but this doesn’t mean they’re gonna win, not when we have so much to build together.

Izuku’s eyes softened at the previous words, catching the blond by surprise when he filled the small space between them with a loving kiss. The fragile fingers slid into the blond’s neck and guided him closer, enough to let the other understand his relief with a meaningful action. Katsuki was the first to make a move and gently touched the teacher’s legs, so subtly that it appeared as a caress and a reminder of his naked skin. The green-haired man naturally moved his head and released a small whimper when he felt the calloused fingers on his thighs, while covering his exposed neck with praises and indelible kisses.

Izuku’s previous worries were quickly forgotten when his gratitude transformed into a lighter grip on the hero’s shirt, stealing the occasion whisper how much he wanted to get this thing away from him. The blond smirked at the teacher’s impatience and obeyed with sparkling eyes on him, from the moment he slowly took his clothes off to reveal his muscles, to the hidden sound it made when the used fabric rested on the cold floor. Izuku’s cheeks became redder at this wonderful sight, amazed by the numerous scars that resided on this Greek statue before deepening their kiss a few seconds later.

The subtle thumbs explored the teacher’s inner thighs, hearing the light breath that merged with the sweet nicknames that escaped from his lips. The crimson eyes asked with one glance if he had permission to take his stupid clothes off, and Izuku didn’t waste a single second to obey, noticing how the only detail that separated them now was the blond’s pants. Katsuki smirked and decided to offer an unforgettable show when the firm fingers took his belt away and let the tissue meet the exposed thighs that didn’t leave Izuku indifferent.

“I really like the view, I think you’ll be better without your boxer,” he whispered with a slight smile. “Let me finish this part, Kacchan.”

The taller man seemed convinced by the proposition and watched as the scarred fingers met his waist to gently take his underwear away. The sexual tension in the room was guiding each of their perverted thought into selfishness, forcing them to always crave more without forgetting the delight that resulted from each of their touch. The crimson eyes never left the focused emerald ones, his calloused fingers even cupped his cheeks to get his attention for a few seconds, sealing a glance that said more love confession than any of their desperate imagination. In the blink of an eye, the most coveted hero was now as naked as the day he was born, just like his lover, who couldn’t help but offer a grin at the scene…

The first time Izuku fantasized about his childhood friend’s dick, it left him with a blush that crossed the tip of his ears until he became used to this vision for his selfish pleasure but the reality proved how he was pleasantly pleased by the sight under his eyes. The hard cock was exposed near his reach, red as the shade of the hero’s lips with explicit veins and a hint of pre-cum, revealing how he’s been containing himself for too long. The scarred fingers took his time to slowly make his discovery, ignoring the blush on his cheeks as he stayed focused on the expression that appeared on the hero’s face. His thumbs gently moved to the side and covered it with praise, teasing the sensitive tip with his thumb, under the heavy breath of the quiet blond. 

Katsuki’s body unconsciously moved at the sweet melodies that crossed his ears and his hips started to make small thrusts in the burning skin of the captivating teacher, standing in front of him with kisses on his chest, and fingers working on his hard dick. He closed his eyes and obeyed the sensual voice, finding his own rhythm while Izuku left hickeys on his body. The freckled man noticed the change and his fingers teased the vulnerable dick, hearing the heavy breath and the first moans that left Katsuki’s lips, explaining how incredible it was.

“I can’t,” he confessed with enough strength to take a clear look at the shorter man, curious about the meaning of the previous words. Katsuki took the time to mesmerize the messy curls and his stunning emerald eyes, reminding him of how the blond wanted to see the nerd’s face for the rest of the process.

“Why? I know you need to, you’ve been so good and so gentle to me,” whispered the teacher with a sensual tone, teasing the sensitive tip that made the hero gasp at the simple touch. It was even better than his wildest dreams and Izuku wished he could freeze time to forge this breathtaking expression on the hero’s face. “I bet you’ll be so beautiful begging my name.”

“I need-” Katsuki succeed to finally speak between his heavy gasps, guiding his fingers to cup the freckled cheeks. “-Need to be inside you, this is your first time, remember ?”

“Kacchan is such a gentleman,” the shorter man said with a warm smile that brightened his face. In all honesty, Izuku was stunned to see how confident he got in the previous touch and close he was from coming a second time from this sight and the sweet sound in his ears. There was something ethereal in the idea of sharing this intimacy with someone who loved him at his worst, melting on the spot when the desperate fingers held the hero’s back and sealed another kiss to his lips. “I’m all yours, I’ve always been, baby.”

The pet name warmed the hero’s cheeks, leaving him speechless after hearing the previous words. The nerd said that in the euphoria of the moment and not because he meant it: Technically he was right and they always belonged to each other in multiple aspects of their lives, but he would’ve seen if romance was one of them…right? His question was erased by the scarred fingers behind his neck, guiding their lips in a dance that made them addicted to the forbidden as they regained their original position on the bedsheet. 

The messy green curls were spread on the dark color of this room, highlighted by the reflection of the moon outside this noisy apartment, with their little secrets. The media were ready to pay a lot of money to know that the great Dynamight and his loyal acolyte Deku were having an intimate encounter, and luckily, this information will remain private, except for the obvious marks left on each other’s bodies.

“How can you do that ?” Izuku asked between two gasps. He closed his eyes and welcomed the rising bliss inside his chest, too focused to hear the praises that escaped his lips. His nails grabbed the blond’s muscles closer when the hero’s lips accidentally found his sensitive nipple, before being too occupied to welcome the eager mouth on his neck and his chest.

“Do what ?” Katsuki returned the question. The nerd seemed to be in ecstasy under this angle, even when he left a slight whine when their hard dicks met in the friction of their naked skin. He couldn’t believe how the two friends, who had been too afraid to make a single move, ended up being glued to each other with wrapped legs and delicate sounds leaving their lips. 

“Be so handsome,” confessed the shorter man with a heavy breath, releasing another whimper when his sensitive tip found the subtle hip movements against his. They haven’t made any anal for the moment and he was sure that even this constant tease would be enough to make him come more than once at how good it was. “Don’t you know how many hearts you stole and broke on the spot ?”

The crimson eyes widened at the previous words while the messy curls moved on the bedsheet at the slower touch, wondering if he did or said something wrong, before catching the most adorable scene he had ever seen. The charming crimson eyes had never been this gorgeous, marked by the sparkles in his eyes as if he had learned something new, when it was probably the umpteenth time he had heard this confession. Izuku decided to bring him back to reality by caressing his golden spikes with a delighted smile until Katsuki shut him down with a passionate kiss. The green-haired man wanted to giggle like a teenager who received his first love confession when it was a simple kiss, one beyond the thousands they’ve shared and that made them more addicted to each other…

“I should return the compliment,” the blond finally replied with a seductive tone, losing a lost curl behind the teacher’s ears. In all honesty, the hero had been caught off guard by the unexpected praise he never thought he would hear one day, and let his heart speak for itself. He was conscious that it was probably the euphoria of the moment but at least he could die happy, knowing how he heard the man he loved calling him gorgeous at least once in this lifetime. “Shit, look at you.. Having you by my side is a dangerous game when there’s a lot of vultures around.”

“Kacchan, I’m not even this pretty…” 

The answer came way too naturally to the two men’s liking. 

Izuku knew he was a charming figure in the crowd, he had been the target of stupid flirts in the past years but he never believed in any of the praise made by the others. He based all his trust on the reflection he faced in the mirror of his bathroom every morning, observing the numerous scars on his body. The shorter man used to hate their existence and the flaw they exposed with indelible injuries on his skin, and was agreeably surprised to know that Katsuki found him pretty! The teacher wished he could hear such words outside this bedroom, knowing how he would rather hear the man he loved calling him gorgeous than hear some strangers say such things in the air, without meaning any of them.

“Are you kidding me ?” Katsuki sounds offended by the previous lie he’s heard, almost like he received a slap on his face. 

The crimson eyes took a serious glance at the hesitant emerald ones, embarrassed about what he just said and his heart shattered when he connected the dots. He moved the weight of his body away from the shorter man, catching the sad expression that crossed his face, convinced he ruined everything, holding the calloused fingers tighter. The taller man moved closer to let a few centimeters separate their lips, bringing a sweet impression of deja vu as he took the time to cup the marked cheek with the scar and drop a loving kiss on his forehead, before sharing a whisper that’ll transform Izuku’s world.

“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.”

Katsuki wasn’t the kind of guy to lie to put the situation to his advantage or get what he wanted by using people’s weaknesses against them. He was hard to read at first and familiar with public missions or meetings, but he would never say something he didn’t mean. Izuku was speechless at the idea that someone as unreachable as Katsuki Bakugou would describe him with such an honorific title. Knowing the blond, this word had a deeper meaning, no matter if he was talking about his physical charm or the beauty of his soul. The proof was under his eyes but Izuku was too sacred to believe in them, as honest and delicate as they were at that instant, which changed the rest of their narratives.

“You’re just saying this to let me hear pretty lies.” He should’ve stayed quiet and kept his insecurities for himself instead of digging his own grave. Now, he’ll remember his first time as something heartbreaking, caused by another one of his stupid decisions-

“Why would I lie about something so obvious ?” The gentle thumb played with his curls and Izuku held his breath, wondering why he felt so vulnerable in a scene that came straight from his imagination. “You must be really blind if you haven’t seen the effect you had on the others: Everywhere you go, you leave an unforgettable impression and they all fall in love with you on the spot. Haven’t you noticed how your eyes shone brighter than any midnight sky when you’re excited about something or the way your freckles have distinctive forms able to mesmerize everyone on the spot?”

“I…I didn’t know you were this attentive,” whispered the shorter man with a low breath, barely processing what just happened. Katsuki could’ve pointed out basic details obvious to everyone’s eyes but instead, he chose to mention the most hidden ones, accessible to most observing eyes. The freckled man wasn’t even able to confirm if it was true but the sincerity in the caring crimson eyes proved how he wouldn’t put such a trick, not when Izuku’s heart was already his. 

“Izuku, I am always attentive to everything you do, even the stupidest decision in a mission.” Maybe Katsuki betrayed himself with this unplanned confession, but he would rather look like a fool, ridiculously in love with his childhood friend than pretend he hadn’t stopped watching him for years. “You always use the wisest strategy to save as many civilians as possible, you aren’t afraid to hurt yourself if this means being someone’s hero’s and you always hide your fingers in your shirt when you’re stressed about something that might make me mad. Your scars aren’t a flaw but the prettiest marks you’ve received, not for their reminders of failures, but the realization that you have so many stories to share.”

Izuku held back his tears, understanding how he unconsciously proved how the strength of their bond was beyond his insecurities: With Katsuki by his side, he wasn’t and will never be alone, and now he realized how lucky he was to have fallen for an inspiring soul like his. At this moment, he decided to thank the taller man with a passionate kiss, different from the others they’ve previously shared. 

He grabbed the spikes tighter enough to give a slight push that made the hero react to the touch, deepening their exchange and his glance never left the fond crimson ones, looking more vulnerable than he had ever been. The setting was perfect to bring a turn in their relationship, no matter if it’ll be as a downfall or a revival but this love confession was replaced by a warm smile and a beg for another kiss, which turned into another until they continued what they had previously stopped.

Unfortunately, seeing Izuku’s face regain color after his genuine compliments wasn’t enough to erase the existence of the previous insecurities. The taller man noticed the light whine that escaped the freckled man’s lips when he accidentally met the sensitive nipples and decided to put this information aside for later, in case fate was in his favor for a second time and more exploration of this unknown field. 

The warmth of his fingers continued to gently caress the teacher’s skin, kissing each of his scars and praising their beauty to let the nerd regain his confidence. His tricks seemed to be effective when the shorter man made some moves to spice things up, guiding the blond to continue his cautious touch until one of his fingers accidentally found the freckled ass and his walls, leaving them speechless. For the first time, the great Dynamight was in front of an obstacle he hadn’t seen coming or planned: He wasn’t stupid and knew the next step, but he needed to make sure this was something they both wanted.

“Do you…Do you still want to do this ?” Katsuki asked with a hesitant tone, bringing a smile back to the teacher’s face. Izuku could even tear up with happiness at the cautiousness of this moment and how this needed to be special for them and their complex relationship, which created the best of tales.

“I’ve already used toys before, I…I think it might be different and will use the safe word if necessary but I trust you, I know you’ll do the right thing, Kacchan,” he exclaimed with such confidence that it brought more pressure to the hero’s shoulders. According to him, Katsuki already experienced this part of intimacy, and even as a virgin, the blond knew how important preparation was. He couldn’t skip this and rush his chance to have sex with the guy he loved since his teenage years!

The taller man distracted him with a stolen kiss on the neck and heard the relieved answer through Izuku’s breath and confident grip on his back. Everything needed to be right as Katsuki held his breath and followed his heart, knowing that it always guided him into the right path. His fingers teased the shorter man’s walls through the simple touch of his thumbs, analyzing the reaction to this gesture while keeping the nerd distracted. He hoped that it would be enough to not be too rushed or uncomfortable, continuing his exploration with slow movements.

Izuku smiled after receiving the sweet compliments until he felt something inside his walls, thinner than his usual toys but more surprising with its slide. He closed his eyes and welcomed the new sensation, helping the blond with his hips while the movements gave him a sensation he never felt before. He tried to chase after this pleasant discovery until he started to beg for more, reassuring his childhood friend on the way.

“Keep going, Kacchan,” pleaded Izuku between two breaths, too focused on the warm sensation of this attentive gesture. His body started to move on its own, getting used to this sensation as he started to chase after the blond’s fingers, taking their time to hear each of his begs and how good it was, before finding a spot, more sensitive than the others. The blond continued to offer more tease until the teacher’s begs became moans, which brought more excitement to his untouched dick. “Yes, right here- just like this, this feels incredible. The next time I need to come on your finger instead of these stupid toys, please-”

Katsuki started to drown himself in this melodious song, centered around his nickname and how good it was, understanding how he refused to let anyone see his childhood friend like this. He made sure to stay gentle while bringing as much pleasure as possible to the shorter man, moving his hips and holding his back tighter, explaining how he was about to come very soon. The blond gained enough confidence to shut him down with a passionate kiss when the freckled man came after his orgasm and ruined the bedsheet, but it was the least of his problems. 

“You’re so good at everything,” complimented the freckled man, wrapping his fingers behind his neck with a stupid smile on his face. “It’s impossible to not be jealous of you.”

“The secret is to find a good muse to inspire us,” the blond returned the situation to his advantage but using the clean hand, that previously held his waist, to cup his cheeks. Shit, if he had enough courage, he would confess his love under this breathtaking sight, especially when the emerald eyes looked at him as if he were the prettiest man he had ever seen, despite hearing this sweet praise earlier. 

Katsuki might be famous to the media but the entire world would kill to have a fraction of Izuku’s attention. There was something strangely romantic about their current circumstances, figuring out how friends shouldn’t behave that way, or be this interested in sex with each other if their relationship had been platonic since the very beginning. Katsuki was convinced there was something else hidden behind these loving emerald eyes…a message he hadn’t transcribed yet. 

“You’re the prettiest man I’ve ever seen,” confessed the green-haired man. Technically, the blond already knew about their previous praises and didn’t need a confirmation to continue what they were doing, but a sweet reminder was worth thousands of kisses. “I’m glad you’re mine for the night, Kacchan.”

Little did he know how Katsuki Bakugou was already his for an entire lifetime. Their fingers intertwined together as a reminder of their timeless vows, transcribed with each of their glances until things happened in the blink of an eye. A few more touches and the friction of each other’s bodies was all they needed to get back to the sexual tension that brightened the beginning of their conversation. 

The fabric of the bedsheet met the teacher’s eye as he watched how the taller man moved to grab the untouched bottle of lube on the nightstand. Katsuki prepared for stupid explanations and was glad to see the amused expression on the nerd’s face, who didn’t judge him for the presence of such an object, and even appreciated how the bottle hadn’t been touched until now. The green-haired man smiled when he understood how he would be the first to use this lube, no matter if it was a fresh or old one the blond used for his one-night stand, unaware of how he was Katsuki’s first time and first everything…

That’s it, Izuku Midoriya was about to finally have sex with the inaccessible Kasuki Bakugou. 

His heart missed a beat when he recalled the warmth of the strong hands on his body earlier and everything they’ve been through: they’ve discovered many things about each other’s needs and preferences when it comes to sex, a detail that might be meaningful if they had to continue their exploration with another title in their future relationship.

The golden-haired man made sure to find a good position, holding his breath while feeling the captivating eyes on him with the same glance that caught his heart on the spot. His burning lips made stolen kisses on the teacher’s neck, freckles on his body and the thick thighs, under the pleased glance of his childhood friend, and finally rested his rested his forehead against the shorter man’s until they finally shared a glance that said it all.

The strong hand moved from the freckled legs to hold the shorter man’s waist as he cautiously started to meet Izuku’s walls with the tip of his dick, sensitive to the slightest source of heat, remembering the earlier hand job that almost made him come on the spot. His movements were slow enough to bring a sudden reaction from their lips, Izuku’s lips opened to transform his begs into whines as he held the calloused hands tighter and felt the clear difference between his solitary experience and the real thing. 

Katsuki closed his eyes for a few seconds, focusing on the warmth that wrapped his dick as he finally found his ease, glad to see how the nerd was already drowned by this wave of pleasure. The symbolic nickname crossed the hero’s ears as he started to make his first thrust and quickly let his body talk for itself, merging with their whimpers and how this was better than they imagined, despite their lack of knowledge. The freckled man’s hip movements helped him to take his rhythm, covering the shorter man friend with sweet whispers when his lips weren’t sealed with the teacher’s and their swallowed gasp. 

Their bodies made one, their souls connected in the most intimate way and yet, it wasn’t enough. They needed something more to feel the complete attraction to each other, the burning passion as the minutes passed by and they explored this addictive part of their relationship. The intertwined fingers had never held the other as close as this, conscious about how the sound of their skin slapping against each other became one of their favorite sound, if not for the melodious whimpers of their partner. Katsuki and Izuku didn’t know anything about sex but this experience was enough to make them feel how desperate they were for each other. 

Their minds merged with their voices, words started to escape their lips in the euphoria of the moment, spicing things up. Katsuki had always been gentle with him since their very first kiss and kept doing it with his thrusts, which gained more confidence until Izuku held him taller man as if their lines were on the lines. Shit, none of them knew how addicting this would be, wishing to freeze time and stay in this heaven until they lost their breath and shared final confessions in a moment of vulnerability. 

Izuku always wondered how it would’ve felt to have his childhood friend making love to him and here he was, enjoying each of the sensations that burned his body between his praises. He felt wrapped with a series of love confessions transcribed into actions that speak louder than words, cherished by the meaningful thrust of his partner and the cautious fingers that put a lost curl behind his ears, offering the most breathtaking sight he had ever seen. If the freckled man had to die, he wouldn’t mind sharing his last breath in this moment of ecstasy and eternal bliss, knowing he tasted heaven at least once in this lifetime. 

Making love with Izuku was easier than breathing and Katsuki was glad to see how he was the one at the origin of these pretty tears that fell down his skin, cupping the teacher’s cheeks to wipe them away with a fond glance. Izuku had always been the most attractive shadow in the crow and he always found a way to steal the attention, even when the blond was standing on top of him and made sure to let him know how loved he was. The golden-haired man waited so many years and chased after so many inaccessible fantasies to finally feel the warmth of Izuku’s body enveloping him with nothing but a mutual attraction-

“Is this enough ?” Katsuki barely realized what happened until his eyes found the emerald ones, reading behind the lines and captivating his entire attention. The taller man faced many near-death experiences on his path and none of them compared to the beauty of this one, where the only thing he wanted to focus on was this ethereal pleasure, even if he would always put Izuku’s happiness before his own. 

“Yes, keep going,” replied the shorter man with a fond tone, holding the hero’s neck closer and sharing a slight smile when their lips were separated by a few centimeters. The scarred fingers made sure to use a strong grip and grab his chance to steal another kiss on the spot, which brought a light blush to the hero’s cheeks. Izuku quickly realized how far he was ready to go to see this affectionate scene from a different angle, relieved to have survived the worst of crimes to be rewarded by the tricks of fate. “You’re doing great, really great, Kacchan.”

The compliment seemed to have an impact on the taller man’s confidence, which brought a whine out of Izuku’s lips when he felt the faster thrusts and the way his own body was getting closer to a third orgasm. He didn’t know his body had the ability to go this far and appreciated how easy it was to merge with the blond’s soul and make love like there was no tomorrow. 

Their friendship won’t be the same after this heated night, and both men knew how their perspectives would change into an intimate one. It was clear how they’ll see each other with nothing but the sound that escapes their lips, the beauty of their faces, and know they were doomed to these frames for the rest of their lives but they would rather be cursed than spend this moment with someone else. Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou weren’t perfect but their flaws and selfishness brought them together in this single decision, that changed the rest of their narratives…

The room was soon filled with a variety of sounds with loud gasps, heavy breaths, and delicate compliments, disguised as whispers. The lost fingers held into each other’s bodies as if there was no tomorrow, sharing gentle kisses and silly smiles when their eyes met, and the reality acted like a slap in the face: being in love had never been as beautiful as this current moment, falling all over again with hands wrapped around the hero’s neck and muffled pleas. Katsuki whispered a few things to the freckled man’s ears and understood how they both came at the same time, without covering the blush on Izuku’s face and the tears that previously fallen down his cheeks. 

The following silence that resonated in the quiet bedroom was replaced by the cautious fingers that caressed the hero’s cheeks and stole a last kiss with a whisper. The sweet words shared by the teacher’s lips to his sensitive ears brought a smile to the blond’s face and welcomed the sweet words of his childhood friend, which held him closer in an embrace. The two men stayed in this position a little longer before mentioning how they needed to clean this previous mess, as the green-haired man watched the condom reach the bean and followed the attentive figure in the bathroom. 

The first details he noticed were the change of settings that almost blinded him when his eyes were used to the darkness of the previous room instead of the bright one. A low “sorry” was muffled by the taller man, who made sure to put him in a comfortable position while checking the temperature of the water, giving the occasion for the curious emerald eyes to notice the state of his body. His cheeks turned redder when he caught the numerous hickeys on his exposed chest and the hidden one on his thighs, his green curls were messier than usual and his lips were back to this rosy shade that proved how he truly enjoyed this experience as a whole. 

His heart missed a beat when he felt the subtle thumbs against his shoulders, falling into his back by inadvertence, noticing how he was still sensitive. A delighted smile crossed his lips, welcoming the protective palm that guided him into his bathtub and felt the hot water on his naked skin until the calloused hands decided to clean him with the closest soap that reminded him of the smell the blond usually had. Now he knew the reason why behind this exquisite perfume and relaxed at the touch and welcomed the recognizable figure that took care of his marked skin, including his messy curls that brought a small laugh out of his lips. 

Izuku never imagined that their aftercare would be this cautious. He prepared for some dry conversation or something rushed and instead, he was cherished like he was too precious to be broken by a second of inattention. The golden-haired man had many apprehensions about his first time and yet, he was pleasantly surprised by the ease of the situation when he let his heart take the lead over his anxiety. Every touch, compliment, and burning contact with their lips was addictive enough to want another one until they ran out of breath, opening their eyes to another world that offered a bunch of possibilities for their crazy narratives. The entire time, Katsuki treated Izuku as his lover instead of a friend to satisfy for one night: He made sure to take each of his desires and preferences into account, even in the shower with cautious fingers on his marked waist. 

He couldn’t be happier to know he got Izuku as his first partner and wished to stand by his side with such a sweet title for the rest of his life. For the moment, he simply decided to continue his care and kiss the back of his ears and the side of his neck, feeling the hot water running down their naked skin and marking them with a shade of red. The green-haired man didn’t complain, smiling on the other side as he drowned in this happiness that took the form of the most ethereal souvenirs they’ve built together, that resonated from the sweet sexual encounter they’d had earlier. 

Izuku wished there was something he could do to return the gesture and let his childhood friend how much he meant to him: After all, the blond had been so careful and delicate with the parts of his body that made him feel ashamed, he covered his scars and gave them another meaning with his encouraging words, such as the wiped tears that sharpened his porcelain skin. He felt jealous of the future stranger who’ll reside here, unaware of their luck to have someone as caring as Katsuki Bakugou as their lover. It must feel great to spend an entire lifetime with this care and the idea to be loved for your whole self, with flaws transformed as strength and addictive lips-

“I love you,” exclaimed the freckled man between his muffled breath. His cheeks turned redder at the realization and he felt embarrassed the moment the previous touch on his waist became a hesitant one, turning his back to catch the with wide open crimson eyes, looking at him as if he had said something unbelievable.

“What…What did you just say ?” 

The unbreakable hero on the rank, who wasn’t scared of anything, ended up being lost in his own tricks. It would be a lie to say that his heart didn’t miss a beat at the previous confession, wondering if it was another hallucination to fill his despair until he noticed how Izuku looked more distant than usual. 

The background noises of the shower filled the silence between them, leaving no other choice but to continue in the grave he had dug in this moment of inattention. Shit, everything had been perfect until now and the teacher had to ruin the beauty of this moment with his sentiments, even if he had no other choice than to admit his defeat at the cost of this precious relationship. 

“Surprise, I know how this sounds unbelievable but I love you, Katsuki Bakugou,” he added with flushed cheeks, losing a few curls behind his ears. He could’ve praised the beauty of his childhood friend and how adorable he looked under this angle, but he needed to hold onto this courage to say out loud the secret he’d kept hidden for too long. “I never had the courage to express these words out loud and I was selfish enough to want you as my first time and first everything in this timeline. I protected myself by denying the existence of my romantic feelings toward you when they had been the ones guiding me to your side on this vulnerable night. It’s not a naive crush meant to fade away, it’s been years…years of waiting to be noticed by the only name worth my attention, so I took the lead despite the consequences it might have on our relationship. I’m sorry for lying to you but I mean every word I said, even if you don’t return my feelings, I’ll chase your heart in the next lifetimes- Are you alright, Kacchan ?”

Holy shit, what just happened…

Katsuki didn’t realize his face took a paler turn until his hesitant glance met the shorter man, looking at him with an adorable blush on his porcelain skin. There was no way Izuku could return his feelings, it was unbelievable to even think about the possibility of getting together, not when someone as kind as the nerd deserved a better lover than him!

He finally connected the dots when he remembered how Izuku returned his kisses instead of letting him do all the work, the way he grabbed the blond’s body with such ease, and the decision to continue his passionate exchanges when they were supposed to stop. Instead, the freckled man grabbed his chance and enjoyed this moment while it lasted, just like Katsuki, who continued his protective role of partner even in their aftercare. At the end, they’ve both ruined their temporary illusions of friendship and let their hearts speak louder than words…

Katsuki wanted to thank Izuku for letting him know about these words he’d been waiting for years, kiss his pretty face all over again to hear his melodious chuckles, and explain how much he loved him. The taller man had the possibility to cause more chaos and present a side of his personality he’d never shown to anyone until now, despite his desire to continue with the tricks that transformed this night into an unforgettable one. His fingers pushed the water down and slid to his cheeks to cautiously cup them in delicate movements, observing the intrigued glance on the teacher’s face, which stole his heart for the umpteenth time.

“I should be the one apologizing,” he whispered with a soft tone, understanding how they could’ve been together a long time ago if they’d been courageous enough to brave the boundaries of a platonic friendship that had never been one in the first place. “I haven’t been honest about a few things that influenced your previous reasoning, mostly because I was scared of being..I don’t know,  judge when you’ve never given me any reasons to feel like that.”

“You know you can tell me everything,” said the green-haired man with a comprehensive tone, returning the touch on the blond’s cheeks. Izuku hated the idea of seeing the most important person in his life suffering in silence, he was pretty sure that the secret hidden by the taller man wasn’t as stupid as his with his unplanned confession. At least they could both laugh about it with hindsight if fate was in their favor for the rest of their journey…

“The world knows me as a serial heartbreaker and someone who easily brings people into his bed, but they’re all wrong. I was a virgin the moment you crossed the door and kissed me back, I waited all these years to share my first everything with someone I know more than my own soul and then I got stuck in my own lies. I’ve been in love with you for ages so I pretended when I should’ve told the truth, I’m sorry, Izuku.”

The last time the green-haired man heard these words was after an argument, caused by a mission that nearly killed them on the spot. That day, the two childhood friends made the pinky promise, despite their big age, to always stand by each other’s side, no matter the obstacles that might cross their path, and love wasn’t one of them. On the opposite, it was the miracle they’ve been waiting for, the source of their grey hair that transformed into their fond reality and the beginning of tales they haven’t explored for the moment. 

“So you…you were also waiting for me ?” The question was ridiculous after the previous answer he’ve received, which still seemed unbelievable to his sensitive heart. Izuku was prepared for rejection or disappointment and faced an agreeable reality instead, a place where he was destined to the right man and the stupid smiles that crossed his face in a moment of vulnerability. 

“I did,” the blond confessed with a loving tone, returning the gesture by cupping the teacher’s porcelain skin with his thumb. The emerald eyes brightened and leaned into the ethereal touch, ignoring the forgotten water. Katsuki never thought he would have enough courage to say such things out loud, knowing how he was judged for cursing many names instead of praising them, but Izuku Midoriya had always been the exception to the rule. “My whole life. There’s not a second passing by where you don’t haunt my narrative, you leave an indelible mark on a broken heart like mine and healed it with a smile that brightened my darkest days. I’ve never left your side and I’ve always been there with the hope that you’ll notice me.”

The poetic words caressed the teacher’s ears as a delicate song that brought a deeper shade of red to his cheeks, already exposed to the attentive crimson eyes. He unconsciously moved his body closer and felt how his heart almost missed a beat at the protective hands wrapped around his waist. The memories replayed inside his mind, the kindness of their childhood days, the ups and downs of their relationship, and the courage that forced him to ditch his solitary plan to change the rest of his narrative.

 Izuku rested his head on the hero’s chest, listening to his heartbeat as his favorite lullaby and welcomed the tears falling down his cheeks, recalling the kindness of the previous words, highlighted by the caring caress on his back. He would’ve never bet on the fact that his childhood friend was also inexperienced when he seemed confident in each of his touches earlier! The freckled man wasn’t even mad at him for this lie, he couldn’t be happier to know that they did their first time together on purpose with romantic feelings involved…they’ve always found a way to go against the traditional romance and yet, the two men wouldn’t have done things differently despite their mutual stupidity. 

“I bet this was pretty ridiculous, I’ve never confessed to anyone before you but it’s not a reason to laugh at me-”

Izuku's tears turned into chuckles and wrapped his hands behind the hero’s neck with a warm smile when he welcomed the calloused fingers on his skin, wiping his recent tears away. They could get used to this new dynamic where they stand together in the most random place with the world at the palm of their hands and the most romantic setting for their pining hearts. 

“You’re stupid, I’m not mocking you I’m just..I’m so happy. I never thought this day would come when I’ll finally call you mine and I can’t believe we wasted all these years with stupid misunderstandings. Why would I need someone else when I already have everything I’ve ever wanted with my image of victory? I guess we were too stupid to see the hints.”

“You know, I’m glad it was you,” mumbled the taller man with a smile, one of the rarest he had shown to the nerd. Many people would kill to have access to this beautiful view and the vulnerability of this moment, but only one person will be able to cherish this precious painting for the rest of his life: There’s no way Izuku will let one of the vultures tear them apart when they’ve just celebrated their new beginning as a couple! 

“I should return the compliment.” Izuku’s lips teased the rosy ones of the blond, chasing after these pleasant games that reflected through their intimate gestures. Izuku moved his body to guide the stronger palm into his naked skin, caressing his waist and the side of his legs, ignoring how he might be slightly excited by the idea of feeling these fingers on his inner thighs again. “Can you say it for me ?”

“Say what ?” Asked the blond with a grin, moving his fingers into the delicate skin with the subtle change in the teacher’s breath. Katsuki had already celebrated many victories in the past years and knew their emotional values, but it was nothing compared to the sincere pride that filled his chest at the idea of having Izuku’s love for an entire lifetime. 

“That you love me,” murmured the shorter man with a smile, losing his thumbs in the golden spikes to catch the blond’s attention. He was more than ready to share an unconditional love with the blond and see the pretty blush on his cheeks until they’ll be older enough to fall in love thousands of times with their short memories. “I want to hear it.”

“I can’t say no to you,” his answer was quickly followed by a small laugh that echoed as his favorite melody of the night. The previous grip caught the freckled man by surprise and Katsuki shut him down with another kiss, until Izuku deepened it, glad to know that selfishness brought him back to the great Katsuki Bakugou and his charming smirk. The scarred fingers held the golden spikes tighter, swallowing the whine that echoed through their touch and melted at the ease of this gesture. It was obvious how Izuku and Katsuki couldn’t get rid of each other and were meant to be each other’s muse in every universe. “I love you Izuku Midoriya.”

“I can’t believe this is real, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been,” confessed the shorter man with a soft laugh that melted the blond’s heart. 

Their fingers naturally intertwined together in a moment of tenderness, Izuku’s messy curls resting against the hero’s chest with one of his brightest smiles and a caring kiss on his curls, reminding him how he was the luckiest man on earth. At this point, any of his future victories won’t be as amazing as the idea of being with the man he loved, ready to cover each other with vows that’ll eventually lead them to the altar. 

“And it’s going to be the case for the rest of your life, freckles,” added Katsuki, locking his eyes into the emerald ones. “You’re lucky you’re pretty, I would’ve kicked your ass a long time ago for not confessing earlier. I’ve got you and you’ve got me, we’ll catch the lost time, I promise, love.”

That night, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou decided to celebrate the new title of their relationship with passionate kisses that transformed into delicate ones until the first shade of orange, merged with a brighter yellow, highlighted their sleeping figures. The observant breeze crossed their forehead and exposed skin, with their intertwined hands and comfortable smiles on their faces, still asleep after the creation of indelible memories. For the moment, the two men agreed to keep it a secret for the chill of a forbidden meeting and wait before telling the great news to their surroundings, knowing how they have all the time in the world to fall a thousand times for their partners…until death do them part.

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