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Bakugou and Deku never got along, there'd never been peace between them since the day they laid eyes on each other, It was always bullying, fighting, mean comments like.
"Get out my fucking way nerd..."
"Weakling."
"Fucking loser."
"No one will ever like you."
He shook his head, dismissing the thoughts. He hated how all the insults bakugou said replayed in the back of his mind after seeing just a glance of him. Him. The way he glanced at him with that evil grin, the way he laughed every time he saw him. He hated how disgustingly handsome he was, the way his luscious blonde hair caught the sunlight and glowed like gold whenever he sat by the window in class. He couldn't help but admire him, yet all he was to him was a freak. A nobody. A loser.
"Oi, Loser!" Bakugou stormed over, slamming his book on his table, cutting him out of his daydream.
He rubbed his eyes and looked up at him with that clueless expression that always pissed him off. "Uh... Y-yes... Kacchan..?"
"Tch what have I told you about calling me that stupid name, nerd?!" He slammed his fist on the table, BANG, causing Deku to jump up in his seat.
"T-that you uh... Don't like it..?"
"Exactly, so don't call me it or I'll make sure all this work gets..." He motioned tearing paper, mimicking the sound as he watched Deku's expression fade to fear. "Torn.. too.. pieces and you'll have no assignment to. Hand. In." He poked at him, laughing, Deku looked away, a small frown appearing on his face. He'd spent hours on that assignment, surely bakugou wouldn't tear it up again?
"What a weakling.. are you going to run away and cry like last time?... Awh poor baby..." He continued laughing, mocking the sound of Deku's cries.
"...I'm not... a weakling.." He muttered.
Bakugou's eyes widened in disbelief. "Ah, so you've grown the confidence to speak back to me huh? Go on, if you're so tough, say it louder and see what happens."
Deku stood up, his chair creaking as he kicked it back. "I.... Am... Not.. A WEAKLING!!"
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BANG!!
The sound of fists colliding echoed through the dark alley behind the school. It was the same place Bakugou always dragged him too when he beat him up.
His back slammed against the rough brick wall, scraping his shoulder. Pain shot through him and blood dropped from his lips, but he refused to give up.
Bakugou was breathing heavy, his blonde hair sticking to his sweat-soaked forehead. “You think standing there whining makes you tough? You're nothing but pathetic." He spat coldly, wiping his face with the back of his hand.
He swallowed with a gulp, his hands trembling as he tried to steady himself against the brick wall. “I… I’m not…” he started, voice shaking, “…weak!!”
"Prove i-" He was cut off by Deku lunging forward.
Deku pushed him against the wall, pinning him with a strength he didn't expect, there was a shift in his usually innocent demeanor, he wasn't some shy, weakling Bakugou always saw him as, but he was almost dominating him.
Bakugou’s eyes widened, a flicker of shock crossing his face. “W-what…?!”
Deku’s chest pressed against his, their faces only inches apart. His hands shook with anger as they gripped Bakugou’s shoulders, his heart hammering in his chest. “I… I’m not weak." He whispered sternly, staring straight into his eyes, blood was dripping from his lip and purple bruises that he had caused strained his cheeks... He looked so, unbelievably hot. He looked away with a hmph, blush creeping to his cheeks.
Deku, sensing the difference in bakugo's demeanor, stepped back slightly. “Huh… what’s wrong?” he murmured.
Bakugou's hands fumbled at his sides, fists clenching and unclenching awkwardly. “I n-nothing.." he yelled, but his voice trembled and the massive bulge throbbing against his trousers seemed to say that he was far from okay. Deku had never seen him so submissive, so needy, for... him?
"Kacchan...?" Deku slowly reached out to him.
"Get... the fuck away from me!.." He yelled and gave him one last shove before running away. What had just happened?
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"I've never seen him that way before.." He thought as he cleaned up the blood from his face "He was turned on... But.. was it because of me or... Was is because of what I did.. does he like me or am I just overthinking?" He stared at himself, beaten. bruised, he had to admit, deep down he did have feelings for Bakugou but would it ever work out between them? Probably not.
He walked back to class and sat down at his desk, there was a small sticky note stuck under his book.
'speak a word about what happened earlier to anyone and you're dead, nerd.'
He shook his head amused and opened his book as the bell rang, but as the teacher walked in he knew that this wasn't a normal lesson, it was serious.
"Right, listen up everyone." He waited for the class to be quiet. "We need two of you to go on a mission to investigate and neutralize a villain cell that’s kidnapping civilians for quirk experiments..."
Bakugou put his hand up and someone else but the teacher shook his head. "Katsuki Bakugou and Midoriya Izuku, please come to the front."
"Like hell am I going alone with that freak! He'll get us killed!!" Bakugou yelled.
"He is stronger than you think, you both will make a great team if you work together."
"I'm not going anywhere with him."
"It wasn't a question it was a demand, now both of you, go, more information will be given to you on the way there."
They walked out of class together. "You better not mess this up for me or there's hell to pay for.." he spoke aggressively through gritted teeth.
"... I'll do my best." He muttered, maybe this could be a way for me to prove to Bakugou that I'm not weak, and maybe even build up our friendship.
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The mission went downhill fast.
One wrong turn, one explosion, and suddenly they were trapped. Alone.
It was a life or death situation.
"Kacchan... are we going to die?.." he spoke softly.
"Maybe..." He mumbled.
Deku teared up, his emotions getting to him, he didn't want to die, not yet. He still had his whole life yet to live... He hadn't even had his first kiss.
"Well if we do... I just... Want to tell you that I Like you." He slipped out quietly, hesitation in his voice. "I like you a lot kacchan..."
"I could never like a weakling like you, you're the reason we're in this situation in the first place!!..."
He yelled, he was fuming his eyes burning with rage yet Deku was calm, a small smile on his face as if he was accepting that this might be the end.
He closed the distance and pressed his lips against his. "What are you-..." He shoved him away.
"...sorry I-..."
They stared at each other then all of a sudden Bakugou leaned forward and kissed him hungrily, devouring him, he slid his tongue into his mouth, desperately, trying to taste every inch of him. "K-kacchan..."
"don't talk." He slowly undid his belt, releasing his thick length, it sprung out at him, already drenched in his juices. "We'll keep this our little secret huh..?"
Deku nodded and leaned back against the wall submissively. He undid his belt and let Bakugou slide down his trousers. He spat on his fingers and slid it in his ass, gently stretching him open. "Ngh... K-kacchan..."
He shushed him and continued, adding another finger. "Am I hitting that sweet spot of yours..? Does it feel good..?"
Deku moaned. "M-mhm..."
He removed his fingers and slid in his cock, doing half his length first then sliding it all in, watching as deku squirmed and cried. He gripped his hips tightly, his fingers digging into his skin as he thrusted forward, burying his entire cock deep inside him.
"Shh, take it all, weakling.." Bakugou whispered harshly, his breath hot against his ear. He pulled back slowly before slamming in again roughly. "I'm n-not.. weak..."
He let out a dry laugh. He could feel Deku's body trembling beneath him, whimpering and whining. "K-kacchan... please..."
"Beg like the submissive omega you are..."
"P-please.."
With a final deep thrust, Bakugou came hard, his cock pulsing as he released his hot sticky cum inside Deku. He grunted loudly, his face buried in Deku's neck as he finished, then all of a sudden alarms went off. "Fuck..."
"Kacchan...?"
He got up instantly and put his clothes back on. "We need to get out of here, now... Do you want to die?"
He shook his head. "No not really..."
"Then let's fucking move!" He grabbed his wrist and helped him up, they both used their strength to help move the debris away. "Quick get out...!"
They made a gap, Bakugou got out first then all of a sudden. CRASHHHHHH!!
"DEKU NO!"
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A month later:
"Deku hasn't been in class for months now... I wonder how he is." Bakugou thought to himself as he looked back at the empty seat, the failed mission caused him to receive serious injuries but even after he recovered, he never showed up. He didn't want to admit it but he was worried for him.
"I miss you nerd.. " he sighed.
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Deku's chest felt tight as he stared at it, unable to breathe properly.
Everything felt so unreal. He thought of Bakugou, they were nothing more than friends, in fact they were hardly that, enemies that for some reason loved each other. Fear twisted in his stomach.
He was sat in the bathroom, a positive pregnancy test in his hand.
How could he tell Bakugo he was pregnant with his baby?