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They had finished their third year and were allowed to celebrate. Kirishima has somehow managed to convince the blonde to make an appearance and fuck would he be kicking his own teeth in if he hadn’t have.
Deku…. fucking Deku.
The boy… no that’s not right… the young man had come into himself very very well. While never gaining the size of himself or even Kirishima, Deku had become quick a vision himself. Broad shoulders and tapered waist, not to mention sinful hips that rounded his figure leading to toned thick thighs. Oh and don’t get him started on that ass. Fuck his ass was a place of worship!
“Bro! Your drooling!” Kirishima laughed slapping him on the back.
Bakugou growled but ignored the man choosing to return his full attention to the greenette. He was wearing a suit tonight as well. Fuck it was hot! Black tailored pants that clung to those tights just right. Black tie and tapered vest with a deep green almost black undershirt that Bakugou would be certain showed off the definition in the mans arms f they weren’t covered by a black jacket that hung loosely over his shoulders giving a swarve carefree feel. His hair had been cut, shorter on the sides while a cropped mop remained on top of his head that looked so soft to touch.
Bakugou worries for a second he may have spoken aloud as said man must have felt his gaze and looked over. The cocky shit had the nerve to smirk! A fucking smirk! Katsuki didn’t think the lil shit would even have the guts to smirk. He didn’t look away either. Even though glasses continued on with his story, Dekus focus remained on him instead.
Fuck he couldn’t decide what he wanted more, to fuck the man in the suit or throw it around his floor to marvel at the body underneath.
“What the fuck is that Shitty Deku wearing!” He demanded.
Kirishima laughed, “Aww bro he looks good doesn’t he! The girls took him out! Figured he needed a new suit since he would be sent on mission soon enough!”
Fuck, Katsuki thought, tomorrow they would be teamed up and posted out for their first mission. Given their targets to be eliminated. Fuck he had hoped and prayed that Deku would be his. Wait… his partner… no his assassination partner! Fuck! Why is he still lying to himself. They were born and breed assassins. Three years of classes and he still couldn’t buck the fuck up and admit to the nerd he wanted him!
Katsuki shook his head.
“Ah! Young Bakugou! I am here!” A voice boomed out. “And Kirishima! So nice of you to come and celebrate with us all!”
“Hey all might sir!” Kirishima smiled and held his hand for a hi five with the teacher.
“All might!” Katsuki growled.
He was who Katsuki wanted to surpass and be the greatest Assassin in all the world. Over the years the number one assassin had been there trough all of his temper tantrums and still held strong to help the blonde out.
“Bakugou! I hope you are excited for tomorrow! Working wth young Midoriya I am certain you will be the wonder duo!”
His brain short circuited for a second. Wait! Did all might just say he was Dekus partner!
“Oh my! I wasn’t supposed to announce it until tomorrow! I apologise!” The man booms but winks at the blonde before departing
“Dam Bakubro! You get to work with Midoriya! Bet you are psyched!” The red head fist pumps and socks him in the shoulder.
Katsuki can only stare in shock back over to the greenette . Mixed feelings arise. One he gets to work with the man he has fallen for. Two they may be killed in training tomorrow…. it was a risk they all took in this line of work. Fuck!
He didn’t realise his feet were moving until he stood right in front of Deku.
“Hi Kacchan!” Deku purred. Fucking purred. Katsuki shivered and knew that did not go unnoticed.
“Deku! Dance! Now!” He grabbed ahold of the mans hand trying to ignore the uprising blush and walk them to the centre of the dance floor.
The previous song fading out to be replaced with Por Una Cabeza.
Katuski swing Deku widely around to catch him by the waist and pull him closer. The greenette gasped in surprise at the sudden closeness and also his favourite song to tango to being played. Katuski smirked and nodded over to the bands singer who smiled and gave a small salute back.
“I see you remember my favourite?” Deku smirked again. Fuck Katsuki wanted… no needed to kiss that fucking smirk off his face. But fuck if he wasn’t going to tease as well. “I heard the good news and judging my your reaction I assume all might had already told you?”
Over the years Deku had lost his stutter and become so sure of himself as an assassin. Something Katsuki missed but also drove him fucking wild to think about.
He wondered if he could make that stutter come back, maybe when he breaks him in bed and moulds him to his perfect little… oh fuck get ahold of yourself. Do not pop a fucking Bonar right now!
Katuski grunts and attempts to look bored but Deku knew better and pulls in closer. They walts around as the violins begin to play.
“I can’t actually believe you still remember how to dance to this,” Deku giggles. Katsukis heart stops and starts as if he had been hit by lightning. That giggle, that laugh, that smile. Fuck he would protect that with his life.
“Of course I remember Shitty Deku! I’d never forget our tango!” Katuski growls and spins the man outwards only to pull him in quick.
“Ours huh?” Deku smirks. Katuski blushes before schooling his features and matching that smirk.
“Try to keep up Deku,” he growls before the tone of the song changes and he reaches up to grab Dekus chin in one hand and his right hand in his other outstretched. Katsuki leads the tempo for four steps making sure Dekus eyes never leave his before he moves his hand behind the greenette head and grabs a fist full of hair to dip the man backwards. Allowing Deku to come up he smirks as he notices the mans green eyes glaze over at the domination. Deku was always a sucker for this tango and as years went by their playful child selves turned this dancing into a more sexual kind.
Katsuki pulls the man to stand up before circling one another slowly. He notices a crowd gathering around in his peripheral while also noticing that Deku never veers his gaze.
Spinning the man out and awaiting his return he wonders if this may be their last time together.
He almost stumbled before grabbing ahold of his Deku for support and resuming the lead.
“Kacchan, you seem distracted. Do I look that good?” Deku teases.
“Fuck yes! But…”
“But?”
They both drop, Katsuki kicking Dekus foot out to slide deeper than himself while he slowly drags the shorter man back up.
“I will protect you with my life!” Katsuki growls.
“I know Kacchan,” Izukus voice is softer no teasing this time.
“Don’t be reckless!” Katsuki growls
Please don’t die...
“I won’t Kacchan,” Deku smiles.
I love you to…
“I….I…”
“I know Kacchan.”
It’s as he spins Deku around so his back is against Katsukis chest when he lets go. His hands slide to the mans thin hips and he squeezes. He leans forward to kiss the mans neck. Noticing the shivers is the courage he needs to know that the man he holds is his.
“I love you,” it’s barely a whisper but he knows Deku heard it. Spinning the greenette around he sees tears shimmer in those eyes. He reaches up again while leading to wipe away those tears.
Fuck tomorrow, Katsuki wants tonight and he wants this man as his tonight!