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Bakugou never wanted to give up the bachelor life, even when engaged to Izuku. He found comfort in the arms of different men. It wasn’t that he didn’t love Deku, he would probably die for him. He just didn’t want to settle down just yet. The nerd knew and even when they fought about it, Deku would still forgive him each time. It wasn’t like he hid the fact he was engaged either. His most frequent plaything, Kirishima, knew but was too enraptured by Katsuki to care. The guy would always say how in love he was with Katsuki and how he should just leave Deku already to be with him.
But he wasn’t Deku.
Deku was gonna be his husband.
They promised to be together forever. Kirishima was just someone who could fuck Katsuki a little better than Deku ever could. He wanted to be spit roasted by different guys or get his dick sucked while sucking someone else’s. Deku couldn’t give him that, and he understood that.
Or at least… Katsuki hoped he did…
Katsuki was making out with Kiri and Denki one night. Both their hands were all over Katsuki. Kiri squeezing his ass while Denki was rubbing his crotch. The comfortable buzz Katsuki had only made him more sensitive. He got hard rather instantly, their hands rubbing Katsuki in all the right ways while anticipating their night together. They were gonna have a three-way with Kiri fucking his brains out while he fucked Denki. In the midst of their intimate sessions, he saw the familiar mess of green curls in the corner of his eye. He stopped instantly to looked into the cold blank stare his future husband was giving him. Why the hell is he even here?!
“W-what the hell, Deku? What’re you doing here?!”
He didn’t reply. Instead, he just looked between Kiri and Denki until his eyes landed on Katsuki again, still maintaining his unreadable expression. He let out a long sigh.
“Just get home whenever you’re done, I need to talk to you.”
His eyes grew wide as Deku walked off.
“Man, what a fucking weirdo.”
“Seriously, does he get off on you being with other dudes, Kacchan?”
He didn’t say anything, still shocked by Deku’s reaction. He usually gets pissed whenever he catches Katsuki in the act, why did it seem like he didn’t care?! He seemed to just accept it and honestly… it bothered him. At least when he got angry, he knew it was because Deku still loves him. That he loves Katsuki so much that he doesn’t want him with anyone else. He knew if he saw Deku with someone else, he would probably kill them. He started to shake. Kiri tried to lean in for a kiss, but Katsuki pushed them both away. He felt sick.
“I-I gotta go, he wanted to talk…”
Kiri grabbed his arm before he ran off.
“C’mon Kats, don’t worry about that idiot. Just hang with us for the night~”
He wanted to puke.
“I can’t, he wanted to talk and he seemed pissed! I gotta go!”
His grip only tightened.
“Why are you even engaged to him anyway?! You don’t seem to even love hi-“
“Don’t- DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!”
Tears started to form in the blonde’s enraged eyes. Kiri’s grip loosened and Katsuki ran out the bar into the rain. He looked around for Deku’s car but couldn’t find it. Maybe he got home already! He ran to his car and fumbled with the keys before putting them into the ignition. Katsuki couldn’t tell how fast he was driving, but it had to be at least 70mph. He swerved into their driveway. He ran up to their front door, slipping a bit as fumbled with his keys again then stormed inside.
Deku was sitting at their dining table, perking up from the sound of the door. His expression was only shocked for a moment then returned to neutral as he saw his fiancé. Katsuki hated this. He hated the look of detachment Deku is giving him. What happened to the ‘welcome home, Kacchan!’ Or ‘I love you Kacchan!’ Hell, even when Deku cried over Katsuki sleeping with other guys was something. What the hell was this?!
Izuku turned on their kitchen lights. Katsuki eyes shot wide again as he found several bags scattered across the kitchen floor. He tried to laugh it off.
“W-where are you going?!”
He didn’t reply. Instead, he started hauling his stuff out of their home. He blocked Deku’s path. His tall frame covering most of the door way.
“Where are you going, Deku?!”
He rolled his eyes and nudged Katsuki out of the way. He grabbed Deku’s arm.
“WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING, YOU FUCKING BASTARD?!”
“The least you can do is help me load my car.”
He was speechless. Tears were starting to form again.
“J-just tell me where you’re goin-“
“I’ll tell you AFTER you help load my car. It’s the least you can do after everything you’ve done.”
He obliged. He didn’t want to, but if this was how Deku was gonna talk to him, then so be it. They filled the car with Izuku’s luggage and went back inside. Izuku sat back at the kitchen table and gestured for Katsuki to join him. He takes the offer and sits across. They’re both silent for a moment.
“A-are we going on a trip?”
He asked, hopeful. Instead of answering, Izuku chuckled. He shook his head. Katsuki took the chance to look at Izuku’s hands as they were clasped together and holding his mouth. He… he wasn’t wearing his engagement ring… Katsuki wore his, why did Deku take his off?! Deku placed his hands on the table. He gave another long sigh and began.
“I’m done, Katsuki.”
Katsuki just started at his fiancé, trying to wrap his head around what he just said.
“W-what?! Whaddya mean you’re done?! What’re you done with?! What’re you talking about?!”
Deku got up from the table.
“This. Us. I’m done with us, Katsuki. I’m done with you.”
Katsuki clenched his fists until they turned white. He gave Deku a wobbly smile.
“This… this isn’t funny Deku. If this is a prank, it isn’t-“
“I’m not laughing, Katsuki…”
He swallowed the lump in his throat, but still felt as if he couldn’t breathe. Tears were in his eyes as he looked to Deku from his seat. Deku shook his head and rolled his eyes.
“Quit acting upset about this. It’s obvious you didn’t want this-“
“I do want this, Deku, I DO!”
He couldn’t hold back anymore and grabbed Deku’s hand.
“I want YOU, Deku! I wanna be with YOU! I wanna marry YOU! You’re who I think about everyday and night! I wanna wake up to you every morning and fall asleep with you beside me! I would give anything just to smell and touch you, Deku, you KNOW that!”
Deku chuckled again.
“I doubt you thought about me when you slept with all those guys while I was here. Alone. Without my fiancé to comfort me.”
Katsuki shook his head.
“No Deku, NO! I love you! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT FEELS LIKE I’LL DIE! PLEASE, DEKU, YOU HAVE TO KNOW THAT!!”
He didn’t respond for awhile. Instead, he just started to walk towards the door, ignoring Katsuki.
“Don’t you love me Deku?! You said you’d love me no matter what, right?! You promised to love me forever, Deku! YOU PROMISED!!”
Deku opened the door.
“If you leave I’ll die, I’ll DIE Deku! I’ll make sure to die too!”
Deku stopped in his tracks.
“Would you love me again?! If I died, would you fall in love with me all over again?!”
Deku shut the door in front of him. Katsuki gave a manic smile with tears in his eyes. Deku still gave the same cold expression.
“You’re sick Katsuki.”
His smile dropped.
“I’m not changing my mind.”
He opened the door one more time. Katsuki’s breathing became erratic. He couldn’t let this happen. He ran up to the door and slammed it shut before Deku could try to leave again.
“Katsuki…”
“Fuck me!”
“Wh-“
Deku’s lips were attacked before he could finish his thought. He tried to pry Katsuki off of him.
“Katsuki, stop!”
He shoved the blonde on to the floor. Deku was about to leave again until Katsuki wrapped his arms around Deku.
“Fuck me! Fuck me, Deku!”
“Katsuki!”
“Fuck me hard, Deku! Please, Deku, I want you! I love you! Please just fuck me!”
Deku turned to Katsuki and stared him down. Tears were still trailing down the blonde’s eyes. Instead of pushing Katsuki away again, he smashed his lips against Katsuki’s. He kissed Katsuki with even more hunger and fervor.
- - -
Deku did what Katsuki asked and fucked him hard. It didn’t matter how painful it was for Katsuki at first, he was just happy to feel Deku inside of him again. The afterglow still very present as he laid in bed next to his fiancé. Katsuki feeling Deku’s spend leak out of him felt like a sense of accomplishment. He turned to his future husband.
“Deku…”
His back was turned to him, but Katsuki reached for him anyway.
“That was the best I’ve ever had-“
Deku stood from the bed before Katsuki could touch him. He saw Deku scurrying for his pants.
“Wha-… what are you doing, Deku?!”
“I told you I was done, remember?”
Deku picked up his shirt, but Katsuki started to pull on it before he could throw it over his head.
“Let go, Katsuki.”
“We made love! WE MADE LOVE!”
“Katsuki, you’re gonna rip my shirt, let go!”
“You made love to me, you bastard! You have to stay! You have to hold me in your arms!”
The shirt was eventually freed from Katsuki’s grasp. Deku quickly put it on. Katsuki grabbed his arm before he could leave.
“Damnit, Deku, look at me! We can work this out! I’ll quit, okay?! I’ll quit seeing other guys! Just please, Deku, PLEASE!”
“I’M DONE, KATSUKI!”
Katsuki was startled by his outburst. Deku took it as an opportunity to pull his arm away and walk towards the door.
“I’m just… done, Katsuki… I’m done…”
He shut the door behind him, leaving Katsuki alone in their once shared bedroom. No aftercare and no cuddling. Just Katsuki alone with Deku still leaking out of him. He curled into his knees and cried.
- - -
Katsuki didn’t stop texting Deku since that night. Even after he blocked Katsuki’s number, he still texted Deku nonstop.
Katsuki: Why the fuck did you do that to me, huh?! Who gave you the fucking right to pull that shit you fucking bastard?!?!
Katsuki: I love you. I love you sooo fucking much, Deku! Please come home, I can hardly breathe without you here!
Katsuki: I made Katsudon! [1 photo attachment]
Katsuki: I still have the ring! That means we’re still engaged, right?! We’re still engaged Deku, I have the fucking ring that YOU gave me!
Katsuki: I got us movie tickets! It’s a rerun of your favorite All Might movie! You always said you loved seeing it on the big screen!
Katsuki: we’re supposed to look at CAKES today, Deku! Where the fuck are you?! They said you canceled a fucking week ago?! WE’RE STILL ENGAGED YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!
Katsuki: I love you, I’m so sorry.
Katsuki: I haven’t seen other guys since our night together, Deku! I only wanna see you!! Come on over, baby! I wanna make you feel real good!
Katsuki: I saw you at the store the other day. What did you do with your ring, baby? I still have mine… I’ll get you another one!
Katsuki: are you eating well? (: you look good. I saw you at the library the other day and you looked happy. Let me make you happy again, I’ll do it right this time!
It went on for over a week with Katsuki sending over 300 texts to Deku. Asking what he was doing at the moment, that he loved Deku, and that he saw Deku walking around or jogging somewhere. It became almost fruitless. His number was still blocked and Deku never responded. Until one day, Katsuki sat at home and felt his phone vibrate. He responded… He finally responded!
💕💕Deku💕💕: will be at your place around 6, be ready.
Katsuki didn’t hesitate to text back.
Katsuki: it’s still OUR place, Deku! I love you!
Deku took awhile to type.
💕💕Deku💕💕: Whatever
Katsuki’s eyes lit up. He almost cried tears of joy at the message. Deku was coming over! They were gonna see each other again! He waited patiently in THEIR home for his fiancé. As promised, Deku came over around 6. Before Katsuki knew it, their clothes were already off.
- - -
💕💕Deku💕💕: I’ll be there around 8. Be ready.
It became routine for Katsuki. He would patiently wait for Deku to text him again, let Deku fuck his brains out, then wait again for Deku to message him back. It was usually once a week Deku would message him back, but it gives Katsuki all the more reason to cherish it.
Katsuki: okay, I love you~ 💕💕
Deku never messages him back when he says that, but that’s okay! Deku’s coming over, so he doesn’t need to say it! He just needs to show it tonight! He decided to make dinner for the two of them! He made two bowls of Katsudon for them! When Katsuki heard Deku’s car pull up, he almost squealed. He went up to open the front door for Deku. He still kept that same blank expression whenever they interact still, but it’ll change soon enough! Deku grabbed Katsuki and started kissing him. Katsuki pulled away.
“Wait-“
Deku didn’t seem to care as he kept kissing Katsuki with fervor. He pulled away again.
“I made dinner, Deku!”
He stopped as he looked over to the table and saw Katsuki had prepared Katsudon for the two of them. Candles were lit and he heard music in the background. He groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
“Katsuki…”
“C’mon, Deku, let’s eat!”
He grabbed Deku’s arm and dragged him to THEIR table. They both ate in silence, but Katsuki was the one who broke it.
“What have you been up to lately? You never really tell me anymore…”
He remained silent. He focused on the food instead, his hunger seemingly overtaking him. Katsuki smiled.
“I bet you missed my cooking, hah?”
Still silent and focusing on the meal before him. As if pretending Katsuki wasn’t there. He frowned at Deku’s unresponsiveness. He took matters into his own hands and scooted his chair towards Deku.
“Y’know… I really missed this… I missed us just eating together or just doing anything together!”
Still no response and Deku and scarfing his food down.
He stroked Deku’s free arm.
“I love you, De-“
He swiped Katsuki’s hand off of him. Deku turned to him.
“I’ve finished, can we get this over with already?”
He hated the way Deku said that, but obliged anyway.
“O-okay, yeah…”
He tasted his lips all over again, melting into Deku’s embrace.
- - -
Once again, he found himself with Deku’s cum leaking out of him and Deku scurrying for his clothes. He reached for him again.
“H-hey, why don’t you stay?”
“I gotta work tomorrow.”
“How about tomorrow? You can stay tomorrow!”
“I would rather not.”
“C’mon, Deku! Why don’t you stay?!”
No response, just Deku gathering his clothes. Katsuki got up and snatched his clothes from Deku.
“How about I wash these?! You can have them tomorrow morning!”
“I have to work, Katsuki…”
“No you don’t! I know your work schedule! You don’t work Saturdays!”
“I picked up a shift. Now give me my clothes back!”
He held them away from the greenette.
“No! Let’s shower together! We haven’t done that in so long!”
“Probably because you’d rather shower with other men than your own fiancé.”
Katsuki wanted to cry. He gripped Deku’s arm.
“C’mon, Deku! Don’t be like that! I love you! I want you! I NEED you, Deku! Just stay! Stay and don’t leave me again!”
“Let me go, Katsuki!”
“STOP CALLING ME THAT!!!”
He let an an ear piercing scream. Even Deku’s blank expression morphed into one of shock.
“W-what happened to Kacchan, huh? I love that stupid nickname you gave me! It was cute! It always showed how much you love me!”
Deku said nothing. Katsuki staring at Deku with a hurt expression. He gave a wobbly smile.
“You still love me right?! That’s- that’s why you keep doing this right?! Because you love me?!”
Deku pried his arm away from Katsuki.
“Deku, you still love me, right?!”
Still no response.
“You said you wouldn’t stop. You promised to love me no matter what. YOU PROMISED TO LOVE ME NO MATTER WHAT, YOU ASSHOLE!”
Katsuki grabbed for Deku again before he could retreat into the bathroom. He dug his nails into his arm.
“YOU PROMISED TO LOVE ME! YOU SAID YOU WOULD LOVE ME UNTIL WE’RE DEAD! I LOVE YOU! I WON’T STOP LOVING YOU, DEKU! HOW COULD YOU?! HOW COULD YOU FUCKING STOP YOU SELFISH PR-“
“YOU’RE DIFFICULT TO LOVE, KATSUKI!”
They both remained silent for a moment. Deku looked enraged with eyes glistening. He pulled his arm back from Katsuki’s grasp.
“Every night! EVERY FUCKING NIGHT KATSUKI I WAITED ON YOU! Wondering if you’ll come back or leave me for someone else! Hoping that if I let you fool around, you’ll grow tired of it and come back to me. But you haven’t even touched me in THREE MONTHS! You’d rather sleep with other men than me and it-“
He let out a sob.
“It made me feel like shit! That I just wasn’t enough for you! Then in the same breathe, the moment I even mention someone else’s name, you throw a God damn tantrum! I’M NOT A FUCKING TOY KATSUKI!”
Deku let out another sob, crying into the palms of his hands. Katsuki reached to touch his shoulder.
“Deku… I would never leave you… you know that, don’t you?”
He swatted Katsuki’s hand away.
“Deku, I love you more than life itself! I’d probably die for you if you asked me! Hell, I’d KILL for you, Deku!”
His sobs still continued. He sunk to the floor.
“You give me purpose! You’re the reason I decide to breathe the next day! I could never leave you because being apart would literally kill me!”
His sobs persisted, but calmed the longer Katsuki talked.
“Those guys are just flings, Deku! I wanna MARRY you! I wanna be your little house husband, adopt a couple kids, and even make love every night! I wanna grow old with you! I don’t want that with them!”
Deku eventually stopped sobbing. Instead, he only looked to the floor with a blank expression once again.
“Deku, you have to understand! When I fuck other people, it doesn’t mean I love them! I love you and only you! When you fuck other people, you love them!”
He still looked at the floor.
“That’s the difference, Deku! I fuck just to fuck! You fuck because you love someone, right?!”
Deku turned his head toward him. He chuckled.
“Katsuki, I haven’t been fucking for ‘love’ for the past month.”
Katsuki felt the air leave his lungs. Deku kept laughing.
“God, what the fuck have you done to me?!”
Katsuki’s grip on Deku’s clothes loosened.
“Whaddya mea-“
He snatched his clothes from Katsuki before he could properly react.
“This was a mistake.”
Mistake?!
He shuffled to put his clothes back on.
“I-I gotta go!”
Katsuki grabbed the hem of his shirt. Tears cascading down his face.
“Please Deku! Don’t go! I’ll be better! I’ll do better! I promise! I won’t see anyone else ever again! I only need you!”
He ripped his shirt from his grip. Deku quickly made it out the door before Katsuki tried to stop him again. Katsuki simply stood there, still grasping the events before. Trying to wrap his head around everything. His knees eventually sunk to the floor. He started laughing. He was laughing hard. The laughter morphed into sobs. He laid on the floor and cried the rest of the night.
- - -
It had been almost a month and he hadn’t seen Deku since. His number was blocked again but Katsuki still texted regardless.
Katsuki: where have you been?! I need to talk to you!
Katsuki: Deku, please! This is killing me! I wanna see you again!
Katsuki: I miss you. I miss you so fucking much! I need you, baby! I need you so bad!!!
Katsuki: you don’t have to stay, you can just fuck me again! I’m sorry okay? I’m sorry for asking for more!
Katsuki: just come over! Say something, anything!
Katsuki: just touch me again and I’ll stop complaining! I need you with me!
Katsuki: I’ll ride you every night! I’ll be your little cock whore if you ask! I’ll sleep in a fucking basement and you can come down just to fuck me and nothing else!
Katsuki: don’t do this to me! Please, Deku, don’t do this…
Katsuki: I love you! I love you so fucking much!
Katsuki: you’re a fucking selfish asshole, you know that?! You’re so fucking selfish! I hope you fucking die, you selfish prick!
Katsuki: I don’t mean that! Please Deku, I didn’t mean that! Please answer me, I need to know you’re there!
Katsuki: [1 photo attachment of Izuku jogging] you look so beautiful… I’ll never leave your side again!
Katsuki: I saw you at the store again… I love you…
Every day. Every fucking day, Katsuki sent Deku a barrage of texts, hoping he’ll someday reply to one of them. Even sometimes following Deku to his favorite places and taking pictures. Just so he could see him again, even if he can’t touch him. It broke him apart each day. Not knowing if Deku would come back to their bed or not. He walked down the city streets, trying his luck to see if he’ll bump into his fiancé. He glanced and saw the bar he used to frequent before Deku left their home. He clenched his fists, but inevitably let his sorrows take over. One drink couldn’t hurt, right?
One drink became two, two became four, and so on. He really just needed to feel nothing for a moment. Needed to drink himself stupid so he wouldn’t cry so much anymore. Just his fucking luck, God damn Kiri walked up to him.
“Hey Kats!”
He didn’t reply.
“I-I tried to call you, but I couldn’t reach you. Are you okay?”
He let out a long sigh.
“I was until you showed up.”
He said through clenched teeth. Shitty Hair fucking Kiri frowned.
“I miss you, Kats…”
He almost broke the glass in his hand.
“Don’t you miss me? Don’t you miss the fun we had?”
Katsuki felt himself shake. Every word. Every God damn fucking word uttered out of this dumbass’ mouth makes him want to scream. He looked to see that fake ass smile on him. It only reminded Katsuki of what he lost. He muttered under his breath.
“What Kats?”
He glared back at that prick with his shitty red dye.
“I said you ruined my chance of happiness. Deku promised me forever and now he’s gone… all because of you and that fucking dumbass!”
He pulled at the roots of his blonde locks.
“He loved me! He loved me so God damn much and made me so fucking happy! Now he pretends I don’t even fucking exist!”
Kiri rolled his eyes.
“You’re still hung up on that guy? Kats, you’re honestly better off without him!”
He placed his hand on Katsuki’s shoulder. It felt like acid to him.
“The guy was a moron, a fucking pussy, and obviously couldn’t satisfy you in be-“
He immediately landed a punch against Kiri’s face. He landed on the floor after the impact and Katsuki took it as an opportunity to sit on top of him. He gave multiple blows to his face until bystanders came to hold him back.
“HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! HE’S THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME! I’LL RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF YOU BASTARD!”
Kirishima was aided by other bystanders. He spoke through his swollen blood filled mouth.
“You’re fucking crazy, Kats!”
“AND YOU’VE GOT A SMALL FUCKING DICK! PISS OFF YOU FUCKING BASTARD!”
Kiri walked out the bar and into the streets. Not long after, Katsuki was promptly thrown out of the bar for initiating a fight. He walked along the streets, hoping maybe Deku is out tonight too…
- - -
Another month goes by and he still hears nothing. Katsuki still persists with his texts. Hoping that maybe one day Deku will see one of them. He sometimes spots Deku from afar and still takes pictures. He has a whole folder on his phone dedicated to him. It hurts, but it’s less painful than not seeing him at all. He doesn’t dare visit him at work in fear he’ll just kick Katsuki out. One day he scrolled through Deku’s social media to see if anything changed and… His status changed to in a relationship…
In a relationship…
With some dumb bitch name Uraraka Ochako!
There was a photo of them together at a restaurant. The bitch took the selfie of them together with Deku fucking kissing the side of her head. He read the caption.
ochao: who knew I could find someone like you in my lifetime. For the short time we’ve been together, it almost feels like we’ve known each other for a lifetime. I hope to spend more precious memories with you, my Deku~
She called him Deku.
She called him fucking Deku.
That bitch. That stupid ugly fucking bitch. Why the fuck is he kissing her head?! He should be kissing Katsuki’s head, he’s Deku’s fiancé! Why do his strong, rough, supportive arms hold her when they should be holding Katsuki?! Did he fuck her?! Is that why he hasn’t talked to Katsuki?! The thought of Deku fucking someone else. The thought of him staring into someone else’s eyes as he fucked them. Whispering ‘I love you’s’ to them instead of Katsuki. It made him sick. It made him so fucking sick. He ran to the bathroom. Whatever contents he had left in his stomach were expelled into the toilet. He laid his head on the toilet and cried.
- - -
He saw the little whore attached to Deku like a God damn leech all the time now. He didn’t see him alone as often anymore. When he does take pictures now, he either crops her face out entirely or prints one so he can rip her face off of it. It felt good sometimes to let his anger out. He obviously can’t punch her, so he prints out pictures of her to rip, crumble, stab, and shout profanities at. It didn’t ease the anger for long, but it was good in the moment at least. He saved the pictures of Deku that were included and taped them to a portion of his wall.
As mad as he was at him, he could never hurt Deku’s precious smile. It always had a way to melt his heart and cause butterflies in his stomach. Until one day, he saw them. He saw them sitting on a bench at the park. His smile was directed at that slut. That fucking home wrecking slut. He leaned in to fucking kiss her. He felt his blood boil. The bastard acted like she was some sort of hot fucking piece of ass. He had enough.
He had enough of just looking at them from afar. He had to talk to him. He marched towards the bench, his tongue still in that bitch’s mouth. He pulled away as soon as he noticed Katsuki’s presence.
“Who the fuck is she, Deku?!”
Deku had the gall to groan.
“Katsuki, please! Just go home! We’re done!”
“Deku, is he…?”
Katsuki wanted to strangle her.
“Got something to say, Round Face?! Say it to my fucking face you God damn cunt!”
“THAT’S ENOUGH KATSUKI!”
He froze at his outburst. He’s his fucking fiancé for fucks sake. Why is he siding with his side piece?! Deku grabs her hand.
“Let’s go, Ochako!”
“What’s the matter Deku?! Don’t wanna tell her about your fiancé?! We’re supposed to get married in a month, y’know?!”
He ignored Katsuki and just kept walking with her by his side. He stormed up to the two and grabbed Deku’s free arm.
“C’mon Deku, I wanna know your little slut you keep around! What makes her so special that you won’t even come over anymo-“
“WILL YOU PLEASE LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE?!”
He looked horrified at Deku’s expression. He looked absolutely furious with Katsuki. He almost broke down in front of them, but was too stunned to even move. Deku turned around and the bitch in tow. He chose her instead of Katsuki. He wanted to puke. He wanted to cry. He wanted to fucking die.
- - -
A week had gone by since his outburst and he still hadn’t heard from Deku… He shouldn’t have expected anything different, but he had hoped. He hoped Deku would get over his little fling and come back to him. It’s what Katsuki would always do, why should this be any different?! There’s no way Deku actually LIKES this girl, there’s just no fucking way! He’s just using her to get under Katsuki’s skin is all, that’s it! They’re still engaged after all, he still has the ring Deku gave him the night he promised Katsuki forever.
She doesn’t have a ring. She doesn’t have a fucking ring. Katsuki is the one with the ring. Katsuki is the one Deku proposed to! KATSUKI is the one Deku wants to marry! He doesn’t wanna marry her! He would never marry her! He wants to marry Katsuki! He KNOWS Deku still wants to marry Katsuki, deep down! Deku even said he couldn’t imagine a life without him! He hasn’t said it to that Round Faced bitch yet, he bets!
Maybe he should apologize for making a scene last week. He should’ve been more considerate of his fiancé in public like that! Maybe then he’ll warm up to his Deku again. He’ll warm up to Deku and he’ll finally drop that bitch for good and come back into Katsuki’s arms! He didn’t want to waste any time! The moment he saw the two walk into a cafe, he rushed to the nearest bouquet shop!
He squeezed the assortment of flowers in his hands. Nervous for what was to come. Will Deku even talk to Katsuki?! They need this talk now more than ever. If they’re going to be married, they need to work out these issues before tying the knot after all! He entered the cafe heading toward their table. His emerald eyes caught Katsuki, but he immediately ducked away.
‘Don’t do that… I love your eyes…’
He approached them slowly.
“Deku…? I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry for my outburst last week…”
Deku hid his face away from Katsuki with his palm.
“I-I got you these! I know how much you like it when I buy you flowers sometimes…”
Still nothing. The bitch decided to speak.
“Excuse me… but we’re kind of in the middle of-“
“I wasn’t fucking talking to you, now was I?”
“Katsuki-!”
“I don’t care who it is I’m talking to! You do NOT get to speak to Deku-kun that way!”
He let out a laugh.
“You let her call you fucking Deku?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!”
“Katsuki, go home!”
“Not until we talk, asshole!”
The whore stood up from her seat.
“He does NOT need to talk to you if he doesn’t want to!”
“Sit the fuck down, mistress!”
She scoffed.
“I’m his GIRLFRIEND you prick!”
Katsuki slammed both hands on the table and shoved his ring in her disgusting face.
“AND I’M HIS FIANCÉ YOU FUCKING BITCH!”
“THAT’S ENOUGH!”
They both turned to look at Deku, breathing heavily in his seat. He combed his fingers through his hair.
“We’ve been over this Katsuki… we’re done… we’ve BEEN done for awhile now…”
He took a deep breath and looked to Katsuki with a serious expression.
“I’m with Ochako now. If you have even an ounce of respect for me, you’ll leave us alone.”
Katsuki trembled. He felt like he was going to cry.
“D-don’t… don’t say that, De-“
“Katsuki, you’re only making this harder on yourself… just go home.”
He saw Katsuki’s glistening eyes and sighed.
“If you truly love me… you’ll go home and never speak to me again…”
No…
Why…?
Why was this all happening?!
They were going to get married! Deku said he would love Katsuki forever! He said they would get married and live the life they always dreamed! Why was he doing this?! He loved Katsuki! He LOVES Katsuki! He looked into Deku’s eyes for a moment longer. Why did he look so serious?! Does he mean it?! He can’t mean it! There’s no way! He turned his horrified expression to the slut that started it all. She gave Katsuki a smug grin. He fucking snapped.
Before he knew it, he picked up her coffee and threw it at her face. She made a loud wail from the pain. Deku looked horrified, but Katsuki couldn’t help by laugh. He wanted to do that for so fucking long.
“Don’t EVER compare yourself to me you dumb whore! I was there first! I loved him first! I LOVE HIM THE MOST YOU FUCKING HOME WRECKING-“
Security was quick to escort Katsuki out of the premises. That didn’t stop him from struggling and crying out for Deku. Deku only looked at him with pure rage.
‘Don’t look at me like that… look at me they way you used to…
Look at me like when you were mine…’
- - -
They didn’t press any charges after that fiasco. They just wanted to avoid Katsuki whenever they could now and it broke him apart. He barely sees Deku alone anymore. He can only look from afar from now on and it killed him. It killed him to not touch Deku. To not kiss him. To not hold him in his arms! To not make love to him!
His smile…
His laugh…
He won’t see them directed at Katsuki ever again…
He got some whiskey from the cabinet. He just wanted to pretend. Pretend just for a little longer that it wasn’t too late. He twiddled with the ring on his finger. He didn’t dare take it off. He had to keep some part of their time alive in his mind. He pressed it against his lips, remembering how happy they both were that day.
He grabbed a photo of them together and it happened to be the one where they were wearing each other’s engagement rings… Katsuki finally broke. He clutched the picture to his chest and sobbed. He sobbed hard. He sobbed as he started screaming for Deku’s name…
He looked at the picture a moment longer, knowing he’ll never get that loving gaze ever again… He laid in the bed, still clutching the photo to his chest. Katsuki cried himself to sleep that night.
He didn’t hear the sound of his phone vibrating or a car pulling into his driveway 20 minutes later. He didn’t hear the sound of keys jingling or the sound of footsteps down the hall. Instead, he awoke from the weight of the bed shifting slightly. He looked above and saw the familiar emerald eyes he always adored, pinning him to the bed.
“De-“
His lips were smashed against Katsuki’s before he could finish. Deku was taking his clothes off while Katsuki did the same. Was this happening? It really was happening, wasn’t it?! He placed a hand against Deku’s freckled cheek.
“W-what, Katsuki?”
He gave Deku a warm smile.
“I wanted to make sure this wasn’t a dream… but I can feel you… I can smell you, Deku…”
Deku rolled his eyes and focused on removing his clothes again. Katsuki did the same.
- - -
Katsuki felt the warm sensation of Deku’s climax inside of him again. He was too blissed to really move and albeit, quite sore. He found Deku once again rummaging for his clothes as they were scattered across the floor once more. Katsuki felt his heart swell the more he basked in the high of post love making. Before he knew it, Deku was already fully dressed and headed for the door. Katsuki called for him.
“Deku?”
Deku turned, looking bored already. There were tears in Katsuki’s eyes, but he was far from sad.
“I love you… I love you so fucking much Deku.”
Deku didn’t respond nor react to that. He went right out of the bedroom and headed for the front door, slamming it on the way out. After he left Katsuki cried. He was so overwhelmed with joy that he had to cry his heart out again. He came back… he really came back…
Aside from the day Deku proposed… this was the happiest day of his life…