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 "So, what are you going to pick?"

Izuku huffed, blowing his bangs off his forehead, "I really don't know, Denks." It's been six months since they both graduated. Three months since he and Katsuki became a couple. And here he was... faced with one of the biggest choices of his life.

The shorter man snuggled into his side, golden eyes locking onto the same paper as him, "You know what one is the best, Zu."

 "Oh, I know but that's with Kachan..."

 "He wouldn't care, Izuku. He might even enjoy going to work." The blonde shook slightly against his side with laughter, "He gets grumpy when he doesn't get to see you every day."

Izuku couldn't help the small smile tug on the corner of his lips. "I'm just that good of a catch."

 "Okay, dad." Denki deadpanned, "But seriously, he's been so happy the last three months. Mom was a bitch to him... yelled a lot, complained, stole his money. He owns one of the biggest companies and he raised me. Never missed a track meet, came to graduation unlike mom." Denki mumbled into his shoulder. He grew quieter the more and more he continued until he trailed off into silence.

Izuku wrapped an arm around his shoulder, tugging him closer into his side. "I got you, Denki." He knew that Denki's mom was nothing but a money greedy bitch. There were a lot of times Denki was begging for his mom to just look at him when Katsuki wasn't home yet.

Finally, Katsuki had asked his parents to watch Denki when he went on business trips or worked late. Izuku's mom and dad loved Denki so it wasn't a big deal.

 "Stupid bitch." Denki whispered.

Izuku laid his cheek against his soft blonde hair, "I know, Denks, I know." Denki dropped the other two applications to the floor and held up the only choice.

 "Do it." He said, "If you don't, you'll damn well regret it." '

 "He won't be mad, right?" He whispered into his hair. Denki was just like his dad. Both men had the softest hair—mostly from using outrageously priced shampoos—that he loved to just bury his nose in. With Katsuki, he loved to play with it. The few times they had an in home date, they both ended up on the couch with him sitting and the grown man laying his head in his lap. A lot of the time, he was scared to overstep. Izuku never knew what was okay or off limits.

Katsuki could see him hesitating, so he took it upon himself. The first night, he grabbed his wrist in a searing grip and dropped his hand into his hair. Another night, he forced Izuku's head onto his chest to use him as a pillow... and two nights ago, he—okay! He may have a lovely kink called cockwarming. Sue. Him. But there were a lot of nights that he just fell asleep with the dildo in his ass.

Katsuki somehow knew.

He was really good at that.

So, two nights ago, they had sex and—fucking god—he was craving it, but he was way too embarrassed to ask so he just rolled onto his side to suffer before sleep came and took him.

It wasn't sleep that hit him. Katsuki gently lifted his right ass cheek, exposing his well abused hole and gently pressed the head of his cock to the soreness.

 "All you have to do is ask..." Katsuki pushed past his sore rim and snaked an arm around his waist, yanking him back at the same time. Best sleep of his life. It was nothing like his cold plastic dildo. This was a huge warm cock buried deep inside him, pressing against his tight walls and the very amazing spot.

Yeah. The best night sleep ever.

Denki shook his head the best he could, "Nah, he might be upset cause he's weird and wants to know everything, but he'll be happy."

It shouldn't be too bad.

Izuku stared up at the building... the only place he's ever dreamed of working at. The Zero. It was misleading because Zero meant nothing but here, Zero meant greatness. Power.

Katsuki Bakugo had that power.

He's been avoiding his boyfriend since he got the job. Izuku wasn't good at lying, not one bit. Katsuki informed him a month into dating that he knew every single time he covered for Denki. He knew he was lying.

So, he'd know instantly that he was lying.

 "You can do this Izuku. Just go in and show them how great you can be." He may or may not have had a huge panic attack with his mom last night. Change scared him. "Get your butt inside." He hissed to himself. People around him gave him an odd look. Great. He looked like a damn idiot talking to himself.

Taking in a large breath, he exhaled and forced his legs to carry him through the revolving door. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. The white tiles with specks of black sparkled in the large overhead lights. It was very Katsuki. Black, white and grey covered the walls, furniture and decor. Everything was clean and polish but something different caught his eye.

Izuku turned his head and found a small table in the center of the lobby with a large bouquet of... his favorite flowers.

He was a sucker for peonies.

 "Good morning, sir." He whipped around and found a woman with pink hair smiling happily back at him, "You must be Izuku Midoriya, the new intern?" He nodded quickly. Suddenly, his tongue forgot how to move along with his lips, "Perfect! Mr. Aizawa loves punctuality." The woman stood from her desk. She was beautiful, her white pant suit compliments her tanned skin. "I'm Mina Kirishima! It's a pleasure to meet you."

 "Y-You too." He stuttered out.

She smiled brightly and waved a hand for her to follow him. "Now if you need anything, just let me know. I may be at the front desk, but I know this place like the back of my hand." She whipped around, her pink curls swaying against her shoulders, "You will be working on the tenth floor. If you go past the tenth floor, you may run into Mr. Bakugo... beware, he comes off a little strong."

Izuku watched her press the elevator button with a fresh manicured nail. Mr. Bakugo... beware? A small flare of confidence hit him right in the chest. "Oh, I think I can handle Mr. Bakugo but thank you." Mina's dark eyes lit up with surprise.

 "I like your confidence, Mr. Midoriya." She smiled, "I think you'll fit in just fine."

Well, he's my boyfriend...

He followed Mina into the elevator with a pleasant smile on his lips. She laced her fingers together in front of her, "Not a lot of interns make it with Mr. Aizawa, he's very... well, he wants you to know what he's thinking. He hates talking—especially meetings with the big guy so make sure to get him an extra strong coffee that day."

Great. He has meetings with Katsuki... maybe his name will never come up. "Also! The break room is on the third floor, you'll find the gossip hour there.

 "My advice? Stay away. Mr. Bakugo hates gossip. Mostly because there's been plenty of it about him swirling around. Everyone sees him as an asshole but under the stupid grumpy face, he's a really good guy. I've known him since high school. That man has climb mountains to be at the top."

Izuku admired her kindness for his boyfriend. Not a lot of people say the rare side of Katsuki that he or even Denki saw.

Ding!

Izuku turned to face the opening doors of the elevator. Mina stepped off first and led him around the halls of the tenth floor. "This is Mr. Aizawa’s office. He spends most of his day at his desk and that's where you come in! You'll be kind of like a runner!" She explained, "Coffee run, probably lunch too but you'll meet with the clients. Dinners, events—ya know, things like that. Mr. Aizawa refuses to go or do them so... it's easier to hire someone!"

 "Um... I'm not that great at public speaking," He murmured honestly, "I stutter and—"

 "Oh, don't worry, deary! Mr. Bakugo will also be there, and he'll do most of the talking. You see, Mr. Aizawa is like his right hand man in this department so you'll just go to keep Mr. Bakugo informed and maybe add in a few things here and there."

Great. Just fucking great. Not only does he work in the same building, but he'll be working closely with his boyfriend! The boyfriend he didn't tell where he was working!

 "But you won't have to do anything like that until you are comfortable." Mina said. She patted his back softly and knocked on one of the double wood doors.

 "If you must." Called a tired voice from inside.

Mina rolled her eyes and opened the door, "You could sound at least a little excited." The raven haired man looked up and glanced between them with tired eyes, "Shouta"

Shouta let out a heavy sigh, "Hello. I am your boss. You'll do as I say, do what I say and not annoy me."

 "Knock it off!"

Shouta rolled his eyes. Geez this man had the worst eye bags he's ever seen. Does he even sleep? Izuku gave a quick glance around the room and stepped forward, "I'm Izuku Midoriya, it's a pleasure to be working with you."

 "Oh god, he's perky." Shouta said with a loud groan. Izuku's emerald eyes widened, glancing at the woman next to him. "He's got the baby face." So, what if he had a baby face. Izuku had to struggle not to pout... like a cute baby.

Damn his stupid baby face.

Mina laughed lightly, "Good. We need more of that around here. Anyways, be nice, we can't afford to lose another intern." Izuku resisted the urge to adjust his tie or tug on his suit jacket. He needed to get his hands on something. "Good luck, Mr. Midoriya."

Izuku wanted to scream for her not to leave him but sadly, she left closing the door behind her. He stood perfectly still as he waited for his boss to tell him what to do.

 "Just sit the hell down!"

He squeaked and found the first chair he could—which happened to be in front of the boss's desk—to plant his ass in as quick as he could. "S-Sorry, sir!" He managed to get out. This was his first day and he was acting like a complete idiot.

Shouta stared at him for a long time with dark gloomy eyes. It felt like hours, but it was probably ten minutes before finally the man moved. He sat back in his black chair and flipped through some files on his desk then stacked them. The stack had to have at least twenty files before he spoke, "I want these done before end of day. I like my coffee black with at least four shots and extra hot. Lunch can be anything. If you go out, just grab me the same thing. If you don't, just have it delivered to the front desk and Mina will bring it up.

 "And if you don't like cats, you're fired."

Izuku gulped loudly, "N-No... I love cats." Shouta narrowed his eyes. The older man wasn’t joking at all, "No, I'm serious!!" he exclaimed quickly. He couldn't get fired on his first day! Katsuki would be so disappointed!

Shouta sighed, "I believe you, kid, calm down. Just get some work done."

Izuku got to work.

Shouta loomed over his shoulder every so often to check on what he was doing. It was oddly helpful. The older man would hum or lean in slightly making him tense or stiffen. The movements would send his heart into a rapid pace but by the fifth hour... it was better.

Izuku loved this kind of work. The numbers, charts and reading contracts. Shouta did most of the accounting part of the company along with a few added departments. One being writing up proposals and contracts for partners to sign. A company may be run by one person, but it still takes an army to keep it going.

 "Sir, I got your coffee and lunch." He said, entering the office. At his desk, Shouta sat staring at the documents he worked on all morning in front of him. The man didn't acknowledge him. His dark eyes kept scanning over each and every page. Izuku bravely crossed the room and set the takeout bag and coffee cup on the edge of the desk.

 "Mr. Midoriya, from what I read on your application, you just graduated."

He nodded, "That's correct, sir." Izuku could feel the sweat dripping from his temples and onto his cheek. Did he think he cheated?

 "But your work is top tier. Explain."

 "Um... I have photographic memory? A-And I love looking for the little things."

Shouta looked up from the papers, "Well, you just made my life a whole lot easier." He smiled slightly, "After lunch I'll run you through the computer system and we'll get you all set up with IT."

His first day as an intern was amazing and he couldn't wait for tomorrow... now how long could he hide this from his boyfriend—the CEO of Zero.

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 "You like him."

Katsuki glanced up through his glasses. Denki stood in the doorway of his home office with a fucking smug ass look on his face. Normally, he didn’t play dumb, but this time seemed like a good time. "What in the fuck are you talking about?"

Denki's face grew even more smug if that was possible. "Dad, come on!. You know exactly what I'm talking about, and his name is Izuku Midoriya."

That stupid fucking name.

Those stupid green eyes.

That stupid mother fucking voice.

Izuku Midoriya was a twenty-three-year-old man that he was deeply in love with.

That's damn right. In. Love.

But no one was going to find out. Katsuki was amazing at keeping a cool head and forcing every bit of emotion down to the pits of his asshole. He was amazing!

 "Dad. You're lying and you don't lie," Denki pointed out, blandly. "I thought the biggest family rule was not lying."

Katsuki rolled his eyes, taking off his reading glasses and setting them on his desk. "Says the one that sneaks out to the sex club with Hitoshi. You know how I feel about the drugs, Denki."

 "I didn't lie, dad, I just didn't tell you." Katsuki sighed with a shake of his head. "Just admit it. You have a thing for my best friend."

Katsuki pressed his fist to his lips, "Not in a gross way. It's not like I had a thing for him when he was five." He grumbled mostly to himself. His son was very pushed but at least knew when to back the hell off. Most of the time. Denki walked into the room and round the desk. "What, son?"

 "I know you loved mom... even when she was a huge bitch," he said quietly. "And I know you didn't start looking at my best friend differently until we were almost twenty." Katsuki stared at his glasses laying on his desk. He never wanted to have this conversation. He never wanted his feelings to be put out in the open.

 "Is it wrong?" he found himself asking either his son or just the empty air. "I'm forty-five. Not only is he twenty-three but also your childhood friend."

Denki shrugged and hopped up on the desk like he did when he was a child. "Dad, Izu is amazing. He's kind, sweet, caring, loving, and honest. He's been so helpful to both of us since mom did her dramatic exit."

That was true.

Izuku had been a Godsend when his ex-bitch of a wife tried to ruin not only him but his company as well. Izuku pretty much lived at his house the first year out of high school. He helped Denki when he was too busy at court. Izuku could cook—not as good as him—and made sure that he got out of bed every day... cause secretly the boy blamed himself.

 “And so fucking what if I’m in love with him?” He scowled, looking away to the other side of the room.

 “Because he likes—he is in love with you.”

Katsuki whipped his head around with comically wide eyes, “Ex-fucking-cuse you?”

Denki laughed loudly, throwing his head back. Seeing his son laugh always made him smile. Just a bit, “Dad! You really haven’t noticed!? Izuku seriously is always staring at your chest whenever you are without a shirt! He gets a raging boner seeing you in not only a suit but those grey sweatpants and well... I’ve heard him moaning your name in his sleep.

 “The guy mumbles even then!”

Katsuki stared at his son in shock. Izuku liked him at least. He wouldn’t believe the love part unless he heard it from the green haired boy’s lips. Not a second before. Looking up, he found the golden eyes laced with small hints of red looking back at him. This was fucking bad. Anytime Denki had that look in his eye, it ended badly.

 “I have a plan.” He smirked playfully, “Zu loves to come over and spend the night. Hito is having a party at the club... most likely Izuku will go for a swim—damn mermaid—and all you need to do is be there.”

Katsuki scuffed, “I swim naked, Denks.”

 “That’s the point.” He laughed, “You just need to give him some attention he’s been so desperately craving and show him how much you care for him.”

That... sounded easy.

Fuck, it was damn easy. It was also so damn good. Izuku fit against him like he was made to be his. Izuku was everything he dreamed up in a partnership. His ex-wife didn’t like touching him which meant he was barely able to get Denki—hell she wouldn’t care Denki, he had to hire someone. Damn, Ice Queen.

But with Izuku... everything was warm. The love seeped off Izuku and into him any time they touched. Izuku truly loved him.

 “You’ve been smiling a lot lately.”

Katsuki looked up from his phone and found his stupid mouth turned up in a grin. “Shut the fuck up,” he growled. “Mind your business.” Shit. How fucking long was he smiling like a dumbass at his phone.

Bunny: I hope you have a good day! 😘

Fuck.

He was so fucked.

 “There it is,” Mina giggled. "You're texting someone!”

He slowly raised his middle finger and flipped her off. “Leave. It. Or I swear your brats will lose their college fund from Uncle Kats.”

The redhead gasped loudly. “Not the babies! They are eighteen!” And? He rolled his scarlet eyes and went back to his phone. The stupid kissy face emoji did too many things to his heart. Sometimes he swore it was going to beat right out of his chest and into Izuku’s lap.

That would be some fucked up shit.

Thankfully, the idiots dropped... only for Kirishima to corner him later but at least he could have a moment alone before meeting with Shouta. That damn idiot was so stupidly lazy... then again, his reports, contacts and proposals have been better than ever the last week or so.

Speaking of the last week. Izuku has been avoiding him.

When he asked Denki about it, his son just shrugged and walked away. Katsuki wasn’t stupid. He knew but he didn’t want to seem like a controlling boyfriend. Only this one time would he let it go.

The morning went smoothly. There were no fires to put out. Everyone got their deadlines and now it was time for his weekly meeting with Shouta. This man was one of his most trusted employees besides the idiot friends he has. Shouta oversaw the accounting department. Nothing like numbers to just piss him the fuck off so he quickly passed that over when someone showed him that they could be trusted.

 “Mr. Bakugo, your 2pm meeting with Mr. Aizawa—”

 “Send him in.” He bit out.

Kirishima snickered as he stepped inside to let the dark hair man pass. Shouta looked tired as fuck. Not that it was a new thing but still. The guy needs to sleep.

 “Mr. Bakugo, I have those proposals for you.” Another reason he fucking loved this man, always right to the damn point. “The Kit account gave me some trouble, but my intern worked his magic.”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow to that, “What intern?” he asked, taking the files from his cool hands, “I didn’t know someone new was added to payroll.” It was probably something he signed but wasn’t paying attention to.

Shouta sighed as he sat down in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk, “He’s been with us the last week.” he started, “To be honest, I thought he was going to be some fresh out of college kid that didn’t know what the hell he was doing but those right there,” Shouta said, pointing to the files, “All him. I’m rather impressed.”

Both of his brows drew up in surprise, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you give such high praise.”

 “What can I say? He does good work and makes my life easier.” Shouta smiled lightly, “I can even take two naps a day.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, “Cause that’s what matters.” He grumbled. It was time to see if he could agree with Shouta’s praise. He took his time with each paper, each number right down to the last period of the final sentence.

These were... amazing. They were better than Shouta’s work.

What the fuck was going on?

 “Who in the fuck is this intern?” He asked, closing the last black folder, “Cause there’s no fucking way—”

Shouta opened one eye and looked at him with all seriousness, “Izuku Midoriya.”

That little motherfucker.

Katsuki ran the tip of his tongue over his molars then his front teeth. Izuku. Fucking. Midoriya. Katsuki didn’t know whether to laugh or throw something. Maybe he was also a little hurt. Why didn’t he just tell him instead of avoiding him all week. He was going to spank him for being a damn brat, “Izuku Midoriya.” He repeated. Taping his finger on the intercom button, he dialed his PA, “Eijiro, please have Izuku Midoriya sent to my office.”

 “You’re going to make the poor kid shit his pants.” Shouta deadpanned

 “No, I’m just going to welcome him to the company.”

 “I have a meeting with the boss in ten minutes.” Shouta announced, pulling him from his work. This client was one of the harder sells according to Shouta. Or as Katsuki would probably put it, ‘whiny bitches’.

Enji Todoroki was one of their rerun clients. He would buy small businesses and try to flip them for profit but in the end failed miserably. Katsuki was almost bailing him out of bankruptcy. Some people just don’t know when to stop.

Maybe Mr. Todoroki should just go into knitting or something. That’s pretty harmless... unless he stabs himself.

Well, Shoto would like that.

 “You should come.”

Izuku choked on the small bit of air that was between his lips and his lungs. “N-No!” He blurted out, “I-I’m fine! Ihavealotofwork!” Izuku rushed out in a panic.

Shouta stared at him then shrugged a shoulder, “You know what, I don’t care.” Thank God. Izuku kept his head down and pen moving in the same spot as he watched Shouta head for the door. His bangs hid his eyes as he stared at the door, closing behind his boss.

Izuku let out a heavy breath.

 “Oh no.” He whispered, “Mr. Aizawa wouldn’t say anything... right? No. Just no. He so wouldn’t...” The pen fell from his fingers, “B-But what if he does!? What if he says my name!?” Izuku groaned loudly, thrusting his hands into his curls, “I should have told him. I should have just told him I work here.” Giving a harsh tug to his curls, he whimpered, “But what if he’s mad at me? It’s only been three short—yet amazing months!”

Beep!

 “Mr. Midoriya, Mr. Bakugo would like to see you in his office.”

Izuku jumped so high the chair rolled out from under him and he crumbled to the ground, “U-Uh! Y-Yes, sir!” He sputtered out.

 “Twentieth floor, double doors to the left. You can’t miss it!” The line went dead. Great. Just great! Izuku swallowed down his panic and got to his feet.

 “He knows.” He whispered with his eyes stuck on the door. “He so fucking know.” Izuku forced his feet to carry him out of the room and to the shiny elevator. His palms were sweaty, his body shook, and he swore his heart was going to pop out from his chest.

Stepping into the elevator, he waited for the door close, and he turned pressing his forehead against the cool mirror, “He’s going to break up with me. Kachan’s going to hate me, fire me and break up with me.” Damn it! Why didn’t he just tell his hot... sexy... powerful—yup that’s why.

Katsuki was entirely out of his league no matter what anyone said. That man was a God while he was a raccoon digging for trash.

 “Get it together, Izuku. It’s going to be fine... worse thing, just show him your ass. He likes that.” Izuku mumbled quietly to himself.

The elevator dinged over his head. He forced himself to move away from the wall and exit hole he wanted to climb in.

Maybe the elevator should just break, and he could fall to his death.

 “Mr. Midoriya,” The redhead gave him a bright smile from behind the small desk. Who the fuck was he? Izuku would gladly have a woman with big tits work as his PA rather than this guy. This guy with his stupid cool red hair and his body builder body... Stupid guy. That’s his new name. Stupid guy waved him over. Izuku had to blink to make sure that the arm of his sleeve wasn’t going to just rip into shred as the muscles protested under the fabric.

Must be nice.

God, he was the worst kind of jealous person.

 “Mr. Bakugo will see you now.”

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 “Thank you, Shouta. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day off.” Izuku fought back a flinch. Katsuki may have sounded normal to others, but he could pick out the bite in his tone.

 “Mr. Bakugo? Mr. Midoriya is here.” Stupid guy announced. Which he had to be an idiot since Katsuki was looking right at him with his deadly crimson eyes.

The blonde nodded slowly, eyes never leaving his. “Thank you, Eijiro. Go ahead and take your lunch break... Mr. Midoriya and I have a lot to discuss.”

Please don’t leave me here with him! He wanted to scream, but the door closed with a soft click. Fuck. Him.

Katsuki leaned back in his chair, tilting his head. “Well, isn’t this a lovely surprise? When I heard of this amazing new intern, I didn’t think in my wildest dreams it would be you. Izuku Midoriya... praised by the tired asshole.”

 “K-Kac—”

 “No. It’s Mr. Bakugo to you.”

Izuku couldn’t help but frown. “I-I understand you’re mad at me—” Katsuki slammed a hand on his desk. Hard. A loud smack of skin meeting the finely polished wood sent a jolt through his spine.

 “Enough.” Izuku winced, “I’m not mad that you work at Zero. I’m not mad that you decided to play this childish game.” Katsuki raised a finger, pointing straight at him, “What pisses me the fuck off is that you avoided me.”

Oh...

The shorter man blinked rapidly as hot fresh tears pricked his eyes, “I-I—” He sucked in a breath. Katsuki flipped the finger around and beckoned him over. Izuku didn’t have any room to object. Moving closer to his boyfriend, he rounded the desk and watched the blonde turn in his chair.

 “You acted like a fucking brat,” Katsuki whispered, “Do you know what happens to brats?”

 “N-No...”

The man looked him dead in the eye, “They get spanked. So, here’s your choice, Izuku, you either lay over my knee and let me spank you ten times, or I’m not going to fill your pretty little desperate hole.” Katsuki smirked wickedly, “I know you, Izuku, you’re about to burst.”

Damn him.

Izuku was going through just Katsuki withdrawal from not seeing him, hearing him, or just sharing the same room. But sadly, Katsuki wasn’t wrong about his hole becoming so needy in the last week.

 “K-Kachan—”

 “Mr. Bakugo,” he reminded. “We’re in the workplace, after all.”

And yet, you want to spank my ass. That’s so not for the workplace.

 “Mr. Bakugo... I’m sorry.”

Katsuki sighed dramatically, tapping a finger on his desk. The man was losing his patience. “Pick one now, or it’s both.”

 “T-Ten spankings.”

 “Good choice.” The blonde patted his lap, “Lose the pants, naughty boy.” Izuku opened his mouth to protest that they were at work, but one look from Katsuki shut him up quickly. He unbuttoned the buttons on his suit jacket and shrugged it off his shoulders. Next, he moved his trembling hands to the button of his pants. He paused, looking at his boyfriend through his bangs. “Off.”

Great. This was just great.

Izuku sucked his lower lip between his teeth, rolling the plush skin back and forth. “K-Kachan...” He whined slightly as he pushed down his pants... and boxers. Jeez, he wasn’t stupid. Katsuki wanted his bare ass.

Goosebumps appeared on him after the cool air brushed over his exposed skin. Neither of them said a word as he slowly took the last few steps towards the older man, his knees bumped into his. “You really know how to piss me off, dontcha, baby.”

Izuku let out a loud squeak as he was thrown over the man’s knee. “I-I’m sorry—” The words got stuck in his throat. A sharp smack came down on one of his ass cheeks.

 “You can be sorry all you want, baby, but that doesn’t make up for seven days.” Katsuki growled slightly, “Now keep quiet.”

Was this man insane?! How the hell was he supposed to be quiet!?

SMACK

There was nothing he could even do. He buried his face into his boyfriend’s thigh and gripped the fabric of his black slacks. He deserved it. What Izuku did was childish... he—once again—let his anxiety get the best of him.

SMACK

Why couldn’t he see that Katsuki would have been more hurt by his actions? Not only did he suffer but Katsuki did as well. Wow, he was a terrible boyfriend.

SMACK

The burn on his ass was slowly turning from pain to pleasure. Katsuki’s hands kneaded his cheeks after every hit, pulling small moans from his lips. He felt the man’s chest shake with laughter, “You are enjoying your punishment too much, baby.”

One after the other, he slowly began to melt into a puddle. Drool pooled out of the corner of his lip, staining his boyfriend’s dark slacks. “Last one, baby boy.” He heard Katsuki whisper right before a heated palm landed on his ass. It was one of the most brutal smacks of the ten. Izuku moaned loudly into his toned thigh and bucked his hips, grinding his raging boner against Katsuki. “You did so good, baby.”

Izuku shivered at the sweet praise, “’ M ‘orry...” He slurred.

 “Why didn’t you tell me, Zuku?” Katsuki asked. The fabric of his boxers slid over his sore ass causing him to whine, “We’re at work... and I want nothing more than to bend you over my desk and fuck you but not today.”

It wasn’t we can’t, it was a not today... so that means one day.

Katsuki manhandled him. Getting Izuku dressed, fussing around with his tie, and finally pulling him right into his lap, “Hey baby.”

Izuku nuzzled his nose into the crook of his neck. Bourbon. Katsuki always smelled amazing. He could smell the cologne, but the sweet caramel scent mixed with honey and vanilla always calmed his mind. Wrapping his arms around the blonde’s neck, he sank into the warmth, “I-I’m sorry...”

 “Don’t do that shit again.” He whispered softly, “Texting you isn’t enough for me, baby.” Izuku nodded quickly, “You are doing to fucking good work too. Hobo even praised you, which he’s never done in the ten years he’s worked here.”

 “I like it...”

 “I like it too.” Katsuki pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. “I get to see you more often.” Something dinged somewhere, but Izuku was too tired and relaxed to care. “I have a phone conference, so no talking.”

Izuku hummed lightly before drifting off to sleep.

Izuku was not pouting.

He was not sulking naked in his boyfriend’s bed and glaring at the ceiling like a toddler. “UGH!” He groaned loudly, flopping onto his side, “Why did he have to work late with him! Stupid buff guy. Stupid thick arms! He’s just stupid!”

 “I have a late dinner meeting tonight, so make sure you and Denks order something, and I’ll be home soon.”

It was fine!

Until he was leaving, and Stupid Guy went into Katsuki’s office... SHUTTING THE DOOR!

Why did the door need to be shut!?

 “What the heck is your problem?”

Izuku raised his head enough to see Denki standing in the doorway, “My butt hurts.” Denki snorted and padded across the room. The bed dipped next to him before he was tilted into the blonde’s side. “I’m naked.”

 “Naked and pouting.” Denki gently tucked him into his arms and begin slowly raking his fingers through his curls, “Wanna talk about it, daddy?”

 “Shut the hell up.” He mumbled but shook his head, “It’s just my head being dumb.” Izuku was thankful for his best friend. Whenever he had a tough time, he just knew and came to his side. In freshmen year of college, their friend group swore they were dating or even a couple. Izuku and Denki just liked to snuggle mostly, but nothing was below the belt.

Denki hummed softly, “Hmm. Did my asshole dad do something?” Izuku shook his head slightly against his chest, “You liar. He’s a dick, so it’s not hard for him to piss someone off—even you.”

 “He didn’t do anything,” Izuku promised. Katsuki didn’t. It was Stupid Guy that closed the door with a huge grin on his face. “I’m just—Ugh! Denks! I don’t know! It’s just me.”

 “I’m always here to talk. You know that, Zu. It may be my dad, but you are my bestie best friend. Bros before hoes.”

Izuku snorted lightly, scooting over until he was plastered into his friend’s side. Denki tightened his arms around him as he held him tightly. “T-Thanks.”

Denki always smelled amazing. Which he probably got from his dad. Denki was sweeter than Katsuki, almost warmer. He smelled like honey with a swirling scent of apples. Smelling it made him almost homesick.

His mom made the best apple pies with her secret ingredient honey.

Izuku didn’t know how long he laid there. He didn’t even know he fell asleep on his friend until the warmth left his side. Whining, he rolled over onto his stomach, curling his arms under his head. He let out a content sigh as his body sunk into the firm mattress.

Katsuki’s bed was the best.

 “Are you going to hog the whole bed?” Katsuki whispered in his ear, his warm breath fanning over his cheek, “Scoot.”

Izuku grumbled under his breath, “Nu-uh...” The man above him chuckled softly and forced his body over, climbing in next to him.

 “Come here, you.” He murmured and gently brought him up to lay on top of him. Izuku groaned slightly at the movement, but he didn’t complain. Katsuki’s body heat quickly shut him up. “I wasn’t too rough on you today, right?”

 “My butt hurts.” He whispered.

 “How about tomorrow we just lay in bed all day, hmm? We can watch movies and relax.” Now that sounded like a nice day. No work. No Stupid Guy. Just him and Katsuki. “I moved my meetings so no calls either.” Even better.

Izuku tangled his legs with his boyfriend’s and squished his cheek right against the blonde’s pecks, falling asleep.

Tomorrow was going to be a better day.

Maybe...

Hopefully...

 “Baby...” Katsuki cooed sweetly in his ear. Izuku groaned and grumbled loudly, pushing against the warm, naked chest, “I brought you some breakfast.” Breakfast sounded amazing but so did sleep and sleep was the only thing he wanted. “Baby boy, it’s already afternoon. I want to snuggle you.”

Izuku slowly peeled open one of his emerald eyes and found scarlet ones staring back at him. “What’s wrong?”

Katsuki looked taken aback by the question, “What do you mean? I’m fine.” Izuku slowly rolled onto his back with a huff.

 “You’re babying me.”

 “No, I’m fucking not.”

 “Yes, you are.” He deadpanned, “So, why?”

The blonde watched him intensely then he let out a long sigh, “Yesterday... I overstepped. I let my anger get the better of me.” He shook his head, “I was just so fucking pissed that you were ignoring me! Avoiding me! I shouldn’t have fucking spanked you like that.”

 “I didn’t mind—”

 “You didn’t even get proper after care! I’m already fucking this up!” Okay. That explained so much. Izuku slowly pushed up with the help of his hands and looked up at his boyfriend.

 “Katsuki, I’m fine. Really.” He said, honestly, “If I wasn’t I would have told you... but I was scared that you wouldn’t want me at your company, or we couldn’t be a couple if I wor—”

 “It’s my fucking company! I don’t give a flying fuck!” Katsuki scowled with a firm shake of his head, “You mean everything to me, Izuku. You, Denki are my life.”

Izuku nodded a bit, “O-Okay... I just don’t want...”

 “It’s not about me, baby. I can burn them to the ground.” Katsuki whispered as he leaned forward, kissing his forehead softly, “Now, let’s get you fed so we can watch some movies.”

The shorter man nodded again, “I... I love you, Kachan.” The scarlet red intense eyes softened, and a smile came to his lips.

 “I love you too, Izuku.”

Chapter Text

 “Damn, my man, chill down on the drinks.”

Izuku shot him a deadly glare—or he thought he did. Tried to at least. At the moment, he was drunk off his ass. He was six shots of Tequlia in with a seventh on the way to his lips. “Shut up,” he grumbled around the shot glass.

Denki rolled his golden eyes and whipped his head, flipping his hair back. “What the hell has you all drunky drunk? This is usually a ‘Denki Thing’.

 “Stupid Guy,” he muttered, setting the shot back down onto the table. Every time he passed his boyfriend or went to see him or anything for that matter! The Stupid Guy with his stupid hair kept getting all up on his boyfriend.

An arm around the shoulder.

A hug from the side.

THE GOD DAMN DOOR CLOSED WITH THEM INSIDE!

 “Um... what?”

Great, I’m saying shit out loud.

 “Stupid Guy!”

Denki huffed out a small laugh, “Dude, a stupid guy could be like four in this bar. Who are you talking about?”

 “T-The Stupid Guy! He has stupid red hair! A-And muscles!” He groaned loudly, dropping his head to the table with a thud. “He’s your dad’s type...” Izuku whimpered pathetically.

 “Are you talking about Shitty Hair?”

 “He has shitty hair! It looks like stupid red thorns on his head!” Izuku shouted, “What’s he trying to be!? A FUCKING DRAGON!”

Denki busted into laughter, “O-Oh my god!” he laughed so hard that he was bent over the table, holding his stomach while he sat in his misery. It wasn’t funny. His super hot sexy boyfriend was cheating on him with some dumb loser!?

That’s not funny!

 “Zuku! You—”

Izuku ignored his laughter when he began to feel his phone vibrate in his pocket. It was probably his cheating ass boyfriend. He shifted to the side but ended up just falling into the leather of the booth, “’Ello?” He mumbled into the phone. Did Katsuki really call him and hang up? Izuku furrowed his brows as he pulled the phone away from his ear.

It was upside down. Izuku flipped the phone around and pressed it back to his ear. “What...”

 “Where the fuck have you been?!”

Ooooo Kachan’s using his angry voice.

 “Nun ya busssssniessssss!”

 “I swear the fuck I’m going to spank the crap out of that ass, you won’t be able to sit for a week.” Katsuki growled lowly in his ear, “Now. Where. Are. You.”

 “You’re not my dad!” He quickly placed the phone on the table and pushed it to the other blonde. He didn’t even want to see Katsuki at this point. All he wanted to do right now was wallow in his broken heart and maybe drink some more.

 “You know who Stupid Guy is?...” he heard Denki ask, “Shitty Hair, Stupid Guy. Not much of a difference, dad... Oh ho! It has everything to do with why your boyfriend is drinking and currently laying in a booth at a bar... You are making it look like Uncle Kiri is your lover—I said what I fucking said, dad! How long—why haven’t you introduced them!?... Oh, I don’t know, dad! Say ‘this is my amazing boyfriend, Izuku, you don’t like it, fuck off!’. Why the hell are you scared!?”

Izuku picked at the stuffing coming out of the hole next to his cheek. Maybe this was his bleeding heart. Katsuki was with someone and he... he... Izuku sniffled as tears began to trickle out of his eyes.

 “Now he’s crying! Wow! Stay away from him!” he heard Denki shout, but he could process what he was saying. The words went in one ear and out the other. “Come on, Zu, let's go dance the night away.”

Izuku whined when he was pulled up and hauled away to the dance floor. Well, at least he could forget about his boyfriend.

 “You’re fucking grounded!” he shouted into the dead air. Motherfucker. He was going to have some choice words with that little shit.

 “What’s got your panties in a twist?”

Izuku has been an intern at his company for a full month now. He pretty much has taken over Shouta’s job completely. Izuku is gaining experience and Shouta gets his naps. Win, win. Except, he quickly noticed that Izuku wasn’t coming to see him at lunch anymore. He wasn’t even spending the night. Izuku would go home right after work.

Katsuki lifted his eyes to glare up at his best friend, “You’re Stupid Guy.” He’s heard Izuku mumble it once, but he thought he was talking about one of his friends... nope, it was Shitty Hair.

 “I’m not stupid!” he protested. “That’s low, man.” Kirishima pouted at him.

Nope. He was the stupid one.

Katsuki let out a tired sigh and leaned back on the couch. How could he not see it? He was good at seeing the little things about Izuku but he missed this completely. Something that shouldn’t have been missed. “Tomorrow, I want you and Mina over here for dinner. I have someone I want you to meet...” If I can get him to calm down.

 “Oh! Seriously?! Is this a...” Eijiro smirked over at him, “A friend or more than a friend?”

Nosey bastard! “If you really need to fucking know. I’m dating and you’re fucking it up! Hanging on me and closing the door to my office?! To anyone that doesn’t know your dumbass, it looks like we’re lovers!”

Eijiro’s eyes widened, “Fuck. Does your someone work with us?” Katsuki nodded, “Shit man, if I knew I wouldn’t have done that but everyone at the office knows I’m happily married with my wife.”

 “My boyfriend... he’s,” Running a hand through his hair, he scuffed. It wasn’t hard but it was hard to admit that he was dating someone younger... way younger. He didn’t give a flying fuck if he was made fun of, but Izuku didn’t deserve it. “I don’t know what’s going through his head, but I need to go find him. He’s at a bar.”

 “Alright, bro, I’ll see you tomorrow for dinner with my wife.”

 “Thanks, Ei.” He huffed and got his feet, wiping his hands on his jeans, “I need to go find my boyfriend.” Eijiro nodded firmly and shot him a thumbs up before he headed for the door.

 “Go get your man!”

Katsuki slowly raised his middle finger as he shut the door and walked down the stone steps to his car. Denki only ever went to one bar in town. It was one of the most expensive ones that he loved to charge his credit card with, but it gave him a peace of mind that he wasn’t hanging out in the slumps.

Been there... done that and will never go back.

He seriously couldn’t believe he was that stupid! Seven months into the relationship and he’s already fucked up so many times. This wasn’t like him at all. Not only was he a put together person... HE WAS A PUT TOGETHER PERSON!

Slamming the car door shut, he slapped his hands against the steering wheel. “FUCK!” Somehow, he had to make this better.

Any way he could.

Once he arrived at the bar, it wasn’t hard to find the two men. He pulled open the door and was greeted with a song he’d never heard before. His son and his boyfriend were currently dancing in the middle of the dance floor. Denki had his hands on the other’s waist, swaying to the beat.

Dance like yo daddy
Dance like yo daddy
Da-Dance like yo daddy
Try not to dance too much

Katsuki licked along his molars as his eyes slowly looked over his boyfriend’s frame. One thing he noticed was that Izuku was clearly drunk off his ass. His fault so he couldn’t be to upset. If Izuku was going to be reckless, he’d prefer him to be there. Another thing he noticed was the puffy redness around his big green eyes.

Katsuki did that.

 “Fuck...” He breathed.

Been working way too much, I need a day off
Damn this beat go hard (so hard)
And all I wanna do (wanna dance with you)
That's all I wanna do (wanna dance with you)
Don't worry about the way you look, there ain't nobody judging you (wanna dance with you)

Denki’s amber eyes locked onto him when he gave a quick glance around the bar. The younger man wasn’t happy with him one bit. No surprise. Denki has always been protective of Izuku as Izuku was of him since they were children.

 “Fuck. You.” Denki mouthed to him.

Katsuki made a point to roll his eyes and started to make his way through the crowd. He couldn’t help but notice the grip on Izuku’s waist tightened. Denki wasn’t going to let him go.

Push down that flow and shoulder roll, and shoulder roll
I said push down that flow and shoulder roll, and shoulder roll
Now hitch, to the left, and hitch, to the right, can you overbite?
Can you old men overbite?
Simon says go touch your nose, Meghan says touch your toes
I can't touch my toes

Izuku’s body moved smoothly with the commands of the lyrics. From the shoulder roll to the biting on his lip. That lip should be between his teeth. Katsuki jerked his chin to his son, silently telling him to leave.

This was his problem and for once, his son wouldn’t get in the middle.

 “You make him cry again and I’ll punch you in the face, dad.” Denki hissed at him before stepping back enough for his body to take his place behind Izuku. Izuku was too lost in the song to notice the body changing behind him.

Denki was a foot shorter than him and carried his muscles more evenly. While he carried a lot of his muscles in his upper body. Maybe that’s why he and Izuku fit so well. Izuku carried more in his legs and thighs... that ass included.

My daddy told me how to do my own thing
He said to let it out, long as you find your groove
(Be a dancing fool)
Go ahead and find your groove
(Be a dancing fool)
Make sure you stand out in the crowd and show them all what you can do
(Be a dancing fool)

“That’s right, baby.” He whispered into Izuku’s ear, a curl tickling his cheek, “I’m your daddy and I think you found your groove.” The shorter man stiffened back into his chest. “Can we go to car and talk?” Izuku turned craned his head just enough to meet his gaze and gave a small shake of his head. “Do you not trust me?” he asked quietly. His heart wasn’t prepared for Izuku to give another shake of his head. “Baby boy...” He whispered.

Izuku slowly turned around to face him, his hands planted firmly on his chest. Katsuki swore he was going to get pushed away but the fingers slowly curled around the fabric of his shirt. “You... you...” The words were barely audible over the blaring music.

 “Sweetheart, I only love you.” He whispered, staring into the sweet Emerald Sea. “Eijiro is stupid guy and Eijiro is my best friend who is happily married with two kids. Mina? That’s his wife.”

Izuku’s eyes flickered with relief as his face crumbled, “R-Really?”

This man was going to be the death of him. “Yeah, baby. I’d never fucking cheat on you with that bastard. He’s an idiot and I like my door shut at work for privacy.” He grunted lightly at the impact of his boyfriend throwing himself into his arms. “You’ll meet them tomorrow, officially.

Izuku nodded quickly against his chest. He loved how well Izuku fit into his arms. All he wanted to do was hold him and feel him against his own body. All day. Everyday.

 “Let’s go home, baby. We can cuddle all you want.”

 “I love you, Kachan.” Izuku whispered before closing his eyes and relaxing into his tight hold. “So much...”

You’ll be the death of me.

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Katsuki lightly traded over the many freckles on his boyfriend’s cheeks. Moving his finger over the left cheek bone then over the bridge of his nose to the right one. He had been trying to wake his sleeping beauty for the past five minutes.

Izuku hated mornings but somehow managed to get to work on time. Some mornings when he spent the night, Katsuki was late to work. Eijiro teased him badly those mornings.

 “Baby boy...” He cooed lightly, running his thumb along his bottom lips. “I made you breakfast.” Izuku’s nose scrunched up in pain, probably from the massive hangover he was sporting. Izuku passed the hell out in his car and never woke up.

So, no fucking water for this idiot.

 “Zukie, baby, you need some food and water.”

 “Shhhhh...” Izuku hushed him and smashed his palm into his face. “Too loud...”

Katsuki chuckled lightly, kissing along his palm and running his tongue over the lines in his hand. “You’ll feel better... and it’s fucking three in the afternoon.”

That got his baby’s attention.

Izuku shot up and smacked right into his bare chest. “I’m going to assume you haven’t been sleeping or eating or anything really.”

 “T-That’s not fair!” He pouted cutely. That lower lip stuck out and he wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into it. “I was...” Izuku trailed off as he hid his burning face in his chest.

 “Jealous, my sweet baby.” He smirked at the groan Izuku gave. “Jealous of a complete idiot.” How the fuck could anyone be that jealous of that idiot? To think he would go for that? Eijiro may be good looking but fucking hell. Not his type at all.

Izuku pulled away slightly, peeking up at him through his messy bangs. “...you’re not c-cheating?”

Oh his poor baby.

 “No, my darling. Never. I ain’t that kind of man and you’ve stole my heart.” He smiled softly down at the younger man, “Only you.”

 “You stole that from a movie.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes and flicked Izuku in the forehead, “Here I fucking am being sweet and shit but you want to call me out for quoting a movie?”

 “Kachan isn’t this sweet!” Izuku giggled, crawling up into his lap and planting his knees on the mattress next to his hips. “I like my Kachan sweet but spicy.”

 “I’m starting to think you only want me for my body.”

Izuku smiled, “You’re kinda old.”

 “Okay, brat. Do you need me to spank you again?” Katsuki slapped his hands onto the plush, firm cheeks. “You deserve it after all the worrying you put me through yesterday.” Izuku had the nerve to wiggle his cute ass in his hands. “Shitty Hair is coming over with his wife for dinner in an hour. If you’re my good boy, I’ll fuck that pretty little hole of yours.”

Izuku instantly perked up, eyes going bright and a smile appearing on his lips. “No take backs!”

Smack!

Katsuki grinned as the younger man moaned loudly, “You are so fucking cute, baby. Fuck. I could eat you right up.” But sadly, they had plans.

 “Kats, my man!”

Izuku almost—and he means almost—snarled down at the bowl of brownie batter. He knew better. Hell, his mama raised him better but he was annoyed... bitter?

Once Katsuki left him in the bed to cook dinner, he pulled out his phone and Facebook stalked Eijiro Kirishima. Oh, he believed Katsuki 1000% but he wanted to see with his own eyes.

Katsuki told the truth.

Eijiro Kirishima was married to Mina Kirishima. They both had two beautiful children—twins! Both going to college in the fall. There were pictures of Katsuki and Eijiro in high school leading up to college then the opening of Katsuki’s company.

Izuku also found pictures of Katsuki’s wedding with his ex wife. The birth of Denki and the ugly divorce. That woman was a crazy ass bitch.

 “Izuku?”

Izuku whipped his head up to find his boyfriend standing at the other end of the large island. “Sorry, I was thinking.”

 “Whoa! This is the guy?” Eijiro grinned, slapping a hand to the blonde’s back. “Robbing the cradle, aren’t we?” He teased.

He wasn’t in the mood for teasing. “My IQ is higher than yours making you a complete moron with a bad dye job.” The room shifted as they all grew silent. “I may be younger than you, Mr. Kirishima but at the end of the day. I still win.”

Eijiro slowly let his hand fall, eyes growing wide. “Look, I didn’t mean—”

 “That’s lying.” Izuku interrupted. He gently moved the spatula, scraping the sides of the white bowl. “I’m shocked no one has accused you of cheating on your wife with—”

 “Izuku. Enough.”

Izuku lifted his gaze, racking his eyes over his boyfriend’s upper half, “You said good. Not nice.” Katsuki shook his head and folded his arms over his chest with an unimpressed look. “Fine. I’m done.” For now. If he was left alone with the redhead, he’d have other choice words to add.

 “Jesus, Zu.” He shrugged a shoulder and brought the spatula to his lips. “You’re acting like a child.”

 “Maybe because I am one.” He said, bitterly and licked the spatula clean. Izuku didn’t break eye contact as he dropped the rubber scraper back into the bowl and turned on his heels. “I’m gonna go find a drink.” Or my bed.

Actually, his feet carried him to the pool. The one place he could clear his mind and think. Izuku didn’t mean to come off as an ass. He wanted to prove that he wasn’t a child but instead acted like one. His mother was going to kill him.

 “Knock, knock.” He tilted his head to the soft voice but kept his eyes on the water. “Do you mind if I join you?”

Izuku shrugged, “Not my house... don’t have a say really.” Mina Kirishima came up slowly, taking the empty spot beside him. “I’m sorry for what I said.” He whispered softly. “I’m normally not... like this.”

Mina hummed lightly, swaying back and forth like she was going to take a plunge into the water. Izuku didn’t want her to mess up the small ripples from the waterfall. It brough him peace. “Oh no, honey. My husband is an idiot most of the time!” Yeah. Whatever. “Ei, he really doesn’t think things through when it comes to Kats. Well, unless it’s his job. He’s taken a bullet or two for that man.

 “Eijiro was really nervous to meet you.”

Turning his head, he met the woman’s dark eyes, “Please don’t lie to me.”

Mina laughed sweetly, shaking her light pink curls. “Kats is like a brother to him, he cares deeply and wants to make sure he’s happy and safe.” She smiled, “We’ve noticed a big difference in Kats since you both started dating. He’s so happy... in love.”

 “Why was he so...” He couldn’t find the right words.

 “Oh, the bad joke?” She laughed again, “Kats calls him Shitty Hair for a good reason. Hair for Brains. Dumbass.” She waved her hand in a circle as she listed off more and more names. “He doesn’t think before speaking and he wanted to make a good impression. He didn’t think that it might be more of an insult.”

The younger man shifted uncomfortably on his feet. Did he bite the bullet? “I’m sorry... I just—the last few months—”

 “MONTHS!?” She shrieked. “Months!?” Mina repeated bewildered. “Katsuki... that man gives me a headache over his lunch order and here you are bottling up the thoughts that he could be cheating? For months?!”

Okay. That was on him but he didn’t know how to bring it up at all. Katsuki was private. He hated the media, the press and mostly that evil witch from the damn west. He was a successful man that he didn’t deserve.

She cheated.

Mina lightly poked her manicured nail into his cheek. “Izuku, I’m going to give you some advice.” He looked down at her, “Katsuki loves when you tell him everything. From little too big. He may seem like he hates it, but he doesn’t. He also likes up front people... that said, you make him nervous.”

He makes... Katsuki nervous?

 “Are you fucking done telling him all my secrets?”

Izuku turned his head. Katsuki stood in the doorway of the pool house, arms crossed and a pissed off look on his face. “No secrets, Kachan.” Relief flooded the crimson eyes.

 “Well, fucking dinner is ready.” Izuku nodded his head but his skin itched to get into the pool and drown his problems away. He needed the stress to be pulled from his body and sink to the bottom to never be seen again.

 “Get in you fucking fish.” Katsuki scuffed, “We’ll eat in here.”

Izuku stripped himself of his shirt and short—praising the lord above that he made the wise decision to out on swim trunks, “Yay!” He took two steps and dived straight into the warm water.

The water washed over his skin. Instant relief pulled at him. Maybe he was a merman in his past life. Something that no words could explain happened when he was engulfed by water.

Izuku sank to the floor, floating just above the smooth surface. He could hear muffled voices. He could see blurry figures on the pool edge. His body felt weightless, like he was laying on a cloud. The warmth of the water sinking into his bones, relaxing his muscles.

It felt like one of his many homes.

Izuku was jerked from his inner piece when a hand was wrapped around his wrist and arm around his chest. He didn’t even realize he closed his eyes. His eyes shot open frantically to see Katsuki pulling him to the surface.

He gasped for air when his head broke the water. Fuck. How many times has Denki pulled him up? Was it crazy that he didn’t have the burning pain in his lungs from lack of air.

 “What the fuck?!” Katsuki growled. The greenette patted his chest a few times, gulping in large gulps of air. “Why the fuck were you drowning?!”

He shook his head wildly, wet curls plastered to his forehead, dripping water down his cheeks. “Not... drowning...” He said through his pants. “Thinking...”

Katsuki’s warm fingers gripped his chin, forcing him to look up and meet his worried gaze. “You scared me.”

 “I... I was swimming.” He said honestly. He was. That’s what he loved to do... he forgot the small detail of how he likes to swim which could look to others like drowning... maybe he was an idiot. “Sinking. It’s r-relaxing.”

 “And you gave me a fucking heart attack.” Katsuki whispered softly. He closed any distance that was left between them, laying his head over his heart. “You a doctor now?”

 “Shh.” He hushed. The older man’s heart was pounding. “You’re still kicking for such an old man.” Izuku teased. “I love you and I’m sorry I panicked you.”

 “I’m assuming my son knows about this?” He nodded a bit. “Good. Don’t make me close the pool if you’re home alone.”

 “What a grumpy old man.”

Katsuki snarled lightly in his ear before nipping at his lob. “It’s time for dinner, brat.” Izuku opened his mouth to be fed and the blonde was happy to oblige. Eijiro, Mina and Katsuki held the conversation. He learned a lot about the couple. They’re children and how they met Katsuki. That was probably the best conversation of the night.

Katsuki was an utter asshole in high school. No surprise there. He ruled the school. If they went to school together, Katsuki would probably be one of the ones he’d have a crush on. Badass men were his thing. College is where Katsuki grew up. He got his life together and became one of the youngest, most successful businessmen out there.

 “He really love you, huh.”

Katsuki’s fingers paused mid stroke on his curls. Only for a second. Izuku snuggled in closer to the man’s chest with a soft content sigh, “I love him a lot.”

 “You sappy ass fucks.” Katsuki grumbled with no bite in his words.

Eijiro chuckled as his fingers rubbed into his wife’s shoulders. Mina had fallen asleep in her husband’s lap after a long night of nightmares. The kids were leaving the nest and the mama bird was worried. “I’m so happy for you man. You deserve it.”

 “Shut the fuck up.” Katsuki scuffed, “You make me sick.”

Izuku smiled happily. This was his Kachan and he loved it. The man he had been in love with for years was holding him tightly against him, petting his curls as they floated in the pool. “Don’t be so mean, Kachan.”

 “Hmmm.” The older man hummed. “We should get you to bed. Big day tomorrow.”

Big day? Tomorrow was just Monday. He had things to do with Shouta but otherwise nothing—

 “Oh right! Shouta gets a new intern, huh.” Izuku’s eyes widened, and his heart kicked into panic mode. What?! That was his job, and he did it well! Maybe too well but he was amazing!

Katsuki kissed the top of his head, “Calm down, my love. I have a new job for you. Shouta is getting off to easy with you around.”

 “W-What’s my new job?” Izuku asked cautiously.

 “You’re going to be my intern, baby.” Katsuki said with a wicked smile on his lips.

Oh. My. God.

Someone pray for him... and his ass.

Chapter Text

Izuku couldn’t breathe... well, he could but if he did, his boner would never go away. Katsuki was giving him a personal lesson in the computer system. He leaned closely next to him, both strong arms caging him in as Izuku stared at the screen.

What was he being shown again?

 “These are the annoying but important accounts. They have their own little bracket in the system. Black means pain in the ass.” Katsuki explained. Izuku bit down on the pudgy skin of his cheek. Holy fuck. He needs to get out of here.

Since when was this a good idea?!

What if everyone knew they were dating!? This would be favoritism!

 “Mr. Midoriya, I really hope you’re paying attention.” Izuku nodded quickly. Katsuki hummed lightly and ran the pad of his thumb over his knuckles. “I don’t like to repeat myself.”

This man was out to kill him. Did he change colognes? Izuku was being suffocated in two different ways! One his lungs being filled with his heavenly scent, making him dizzy and two, his dick was pressing against the zipper of his slacks so painfully, he didn’t know if he should moan in pleasure or groan in pain.

 “I-I’m paying attention.” He muttered, shifted his hips on the seat for some kind of relief. “Kachan...” Izuku whimpered.

Katsuki leaned in closer until he could feel his hot breath against his cheek. “If you want me to stop, you know what to say.”

 “Y-Yellow!” He squeaked out.

Oh, did he forget to mention that he had a plug shoved up his ass and a cock ring on. It wasn’t that he didn’t like it—he did! He loved it. Katsuki was right about a lot of things but him being his man’s cock slut was 100% true.

It was just too much for the workplace.

Izuku withered in his seat, wiggling his aching hips and trying not to thrust them into the empty air. “K-Kac—hic—c-can I cum?”

 “You know the rules sweet boy.” Katsuki whispered a little further away than he would have liked. He missed the warmth and gently touches. “You can only cum with my cock.”

And that meant sex in the office!

That’s just unprofessional! Dirty and uh... hot but he wasn’t going to tell his horny boyfriend that!

 “All you have to do is say please, baby and I’ll make you cum.” Katsuki lightly trailed the pad of his finger over his jawline. “A simple, please daddy and I’ll make it all feel so good.”

Izuku could feel himself sinking slowly into a place he’s never been to. The warmth was pleasant as it spread along his body and the pain was slowly turning into greater pleasure. “P-Please daddy.”

Katsuki tilted his chin up with his hooked finger, “That’s my good boy.” Yeah. He was daddy’s good boy. “Up, baby.” Izuku stood without a second thought. The older man stripped him of his pants and boxers quickly then sat down right behind his ass.

No. He didn’t like that. Izuku let a small whine in protest escape his lips. Katsuki ignored him as he gently pulled the large plug out from between his ass cheeks.

 “D-Daddy...” He whined again with earnest. “W-Wanna face you, daddy...” Izuku whispered but stayed still in front of him. Katsuki hummed lightly. He almost asked to face his boyfriend again, but his daddy turned him around and patted his lap.

 “Hop on, bunny. You can cum as many times as you’d like.” Katsuki’s crimson eyes burned into him as his body took control—taking exactly what it’s been craving. Izuku swung one leg over one thigh then the other. Katsuki held his giant, stiff cock and helped him slide down slowly. “There you go, baby.” Katsuki cooed. Izuku moaned loudly, dropping his head back as his jaw went slack. Each vein along his shaft could be felt against his tight walls as his body greedily swallowed it.

 “D-Daddyyyy.” He moaned loudly. He felt so full and loved it! Izuku whimpered as his ass pressed into Katsuki’s thighs. “Full, daddy, full!”

Katsuki chuckled softly, tracing small circles over the freckled skin on his hips. “You’re so fucking cute, baby. Taking my cock so well.” Izuku draped his body over his chest, buried his face in the crook of Katsuki’s neck. “Tired, sweetheart?” He nodded a tiny bit. “How about you cum and then you can warm my cock with that mouth of yours?”

Izuku didn’t want to move. His body was so warm and full. All he wanted now was to close his eyes and bask in it but that’s not what his daddy wanted.

 “C’mon, baby boy. Be good and cum.” Izuku slowly pushed his tired body up and pressed both hands to Katsuki’s strong shoulders. “There’s my good boy.” Izuku shivered from the praise. He was a good boy. Good boys listen. Taking a shaky breath, he lifted his hips and pushed down on the shoulders then dropped back down.

Katsuki moaned along with him. The fingers in his hips were gripping him painfully hard to the point he’d have bruises... but that just brought him more pleasure.

Izuku set the pace. Slow but rough. He let gravity do a lot of the work, slamming the tip of the hard cock into his prostate each time he dropped back down. Izuku moaned like a damn porn star. He couldn’t stop! It felt amazing!

 “You sound so pretty, sweetheart. Moaning for me. Cumming on my cock.” Katsuki whispered in his ear and flicked open the cock ring pulling it free. Izuku jolted as he instantly came hard, clenching down on Katsuki’s cock. Izuku collapsed forward with a moan. Katsuki filled his needy hole with cum and that pushed him right over the edge. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Katsuki always took care of him without fail. He gently lifted his ass and replaced his cock with the plug. Izuku whimpered, frowning. “Shhh. It’s okay. You don’t want to lose any of daddy’s cum do you?” Izuku shook his head slightly. “That’s what I thought. The older man pulled his pants over his ass and gently set him on the pillow under his desk.

Why was daddy pushing him away! He was good! He did as he said—

Izuku’s body instantly went slack as the warm, soft cock entered his mouth, laying against his tongue. “You take a nap and when you’re ready to come back, we’ll talk.” Izuku shifted on the pillow under his knees and turned his head, resting his cheek on Katsuki’s thigh. “You’re fucking cute.” Izuku’s eyes fluttered closed. He gave a few comforting suckles to the length in his mouth then drifted off to sleep.

Izuku hummed lightly as the fog lifted from his mind. His knees ached, his chin wet with drool and... voices surrounded him. What in the world was going on? Izuku swallowed the pool of drool in his mouth but stiffened when he felt something else in his mouth.

 “No. That’s not how this is going to work.” Katsuki’s deadly voice pulled him from his internal panic. “You either pay or we involve others that will see you for who you truly are.” Katsuki’s hand landed on his cheek softly, “Understand?” Izuku hummed again, sucking softly on the soft cock between his lips. He never knew how relaxing this could be.

Huh. Maybe cockwarming was a new kink.

Katsuki sighed, “No, that won’t do. How many more times can I lend you money, Mr. Todoroki? It’s getting old. You can’t run a business and I’m tired of bailing you out... You figure that out and call me tomorrow. I have a meeting to attend.” The phone slammed down on the desk. “Fucking idiot. He doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing.”

The CEO rolled his chair back enough until he could find his green eyes. “Hi, my baby boy. You back with me?” Izuku nodded softly, closing his eyes at the soft thumb rubbing along his freckled cheek. “You went into subplace. I really didn’t fucking think you’d fall but I went a little hard today.” Katsuki chuckled, “Come on, baby, it’s time to get up and finish the day. Maybe actually show you stuff.”

Izuku huffed through his nose and pulled his head back, letting the cock slide from his mouth. “I liked that...” He whispered after swallowing the spit in his mouth and wiping his chin with the back of his hand. “Maybe...” Izuku trailed off.

 “You want to do it again?” Katsuki asked for him. This man somehow knew what he wanted when he couldn’t find the words to go with the thoughts in his head. Izuku nodded. “Of course, Zuku. You can do cockwarming any time you want.” Izuku peeked over at his boyfriend. His heart flipped as the man smiled down at him. “Great stress reliever for both of us.”

Izuku nodded again and pushed himself to his feet. “What... w-what do you want me to do now?”

 “These annoying ass reports.” Izuku smiled up at the older man with a bright smile on his lips. “Don’t get cheeky with me, you little shit.” Katsuki cupped his cheeks softly and bent down to press a loving kiss to his lips.

Izuku instantly melted against him, fingers curling in the fabric of his black suit jacket. “Mmm...” He moaned ever so softly, returning the kiss. Their lips always molded perfectly together.

 “Katsuki!”

Oh. Fuck.

Katsuki jerked his head up but he didn’t need to see to know who just busted into his office. Mitsuki Bakugo was one of the most terrifying women he’d ever met. Well, she loved him, but she was always hard on Katsuki.

 “You child molster! Um. What? He’s in his twenties! Izuku felt a small hand grip his arm and yank him harshly away from his boyfriend.

 “Mother. That’s enough.” Katsuki growled.

Mitsuki shoved him behind her and pointed a dark red nail at her son. The woman was shaking with rage. “I raised you better than to rape a child!”

Izuku grimaced. He didn’t like that word describing their relationship. “Auntie...” He tried but the two blondes ignored him.

 “He’s not a child!”

 “You’re forty five!”

 “And!?” Katsuki roared, “I’m not allowed to date a younger man in his twenties!?”

Mitsuki shook her head wildly, “He’s your—”

 “No. I never once claimed him as anything more than Denki’s best friend. You may have decided to make him your cute little nephew but I didn’t. He’s not a son to me. He’s my boyfriend and one day hope to be my husband.”

Izuku perked up at the word husband. Katsuki really wanted to... marry him? “A-Auntie! He didn’t rape me! I’m twenty four!”

Mitsuki whirled around and crushed his face into her chest, “You poor thing. He’s got you wrapped around his finger... my poor Izu.”

 “Fuck, old hag! We’ve been dating for months!”

“MONTHS!?”

Izuku rolled his eyes. Sometimes Katsuki needs to just shut up. “Auntie?” He said in his sweet voice, “I love him a-and I know it—” He gulped, forcing tears to pool in his eyes and threaten to spill. “I know it’s g-gross! E-Everyone will think s-so but I-I love him!” He forced out a heartbreaking sob and clenched onto his aunt like a lifeline. “I love him!”

Mitsuki sighed softly and ran her fingers through his messy curls on his head. “You both need to come over for dinner and we’ll sit and talk.” Izuku nodded quickly, sniffling. “Okay, sweetie. I’ll see you and Katsuki tonight.”

Izuku squeezed her tightly before stepping back and wiping the fake tears from his face. “T-Thanks, Auntie.”

Neither of them moved until the door slammed shut behind the woman. Katsuki turned to him and raised an eyebrow.

 “What?” He smiled brightly, “Auntie loves me and with a few tears, she does whatever I want.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, “Fuck. Don’t use that shit on me!”

 “You know it won’t just be your parents at dinner tonight, right?” He laughed as the blonde groaned loudly. “My parents will so be there!” The color drained from his boyfriend’s face. “Mama should be fine... dad uh not so much.”

Katsuki shook his head slowly back and forth, running his hands over his suit jacket. “Take care of Denki, okay?”

 “Stop it!” Izuku laughed again, waving him off. It was going to be alright. What could possibly go wrong? Oh shit. “Oh my god. My dad’s a retired cop.”

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 “Are you seriously going to make Eijiro sit in the car?” Izuku looked up at his boyfriend who was oddly quiet the entire time after his mom left his office. “There’s nothing to worry about, Kachan!”

Katsuki shook his head with a scowl, pulling at his lips. “You don’t understand, Izuku. They’re gonna think I groomed you or some shit.”

Oh. Well, he never thought of that himself, but he can vouch that his love for this man wasn’t until he was seventeen and that was pushing it. Mostly because he was so pissed that the evil woman was sinking her dirty claws into his perfect skin. “Kachan, my mom will understand cause she knows me... my dad will be cleaning his shot gun.”

 “Zu!”

 “What?!” He laughed, nudging him with his shoulder lightly, “I wasn’t going to let you go in blind.” Izuku grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open. “I’m home!” He called out cheerfully.

 “In the kitchen, baby!” His mama called out.

Izuku took a hold of his boyfriend’s sweatyy hand. “I’ll protect you.” He had to pull Katsuki through the entry way and into the small kitchen/dining room space.

 “Oh, look who it is.” Denki smirked between the two of them, hands folded neatly in front of him on the table. “Everyone! I’d like you to meet my dad and my daddy.”

 “Denki Bakugo!” Katsuki growled.

Hisashi cleared his throat, “No need to scold the boy, Katsuki. Why don’t we sit down...” Izuku frowned at the bullets his dad was currently cleaning as he spoke. Those were bullets for his shot gun and that didn’t make him happy. “To chat about it. Denki and Mitsuki have filled me in enough.” Dark forest eyes locked on to him intensely. “So, son, when did this all start? Five? Ten? Fourteen?”

Izuku shook his head furiously, curls whipping against his forehead, “Dad, stop.”

 “No, Izuku.” God, his dad was so weird about him dating! Even when he’s smiling at his phone like a dumbass the man is trying to peek. “Start talking or I arrest the pedophile right here, right now.”

That pissed him off. Katsuki was anything but a child—whatever they wanted to slap on as a label. “First off, we’ve only been dating for a few months! I had a crush on him when I was seventeen, but it was a crush! Nothing more!”

 “Dear, you know Izu has always looked up to Katsuki when he got to that age.” Dear lord someone save him. If his mom turns this into— “It was around that time when he told me he was gay.” Inko laughed full heartedly while his face grew a shade that would be similar to the tomato in her fingers. “And you know Mitsuki would murder her son if he even tried to go after Izuku when he was underage—plus! He was married.” Married—not happily—but married and if anyone knew the blonde, they knew he was honest, loyal and loving... even when the other didn’t deserve it.

Hisashi didn’t let up the bad cop act. He went about shining the gold bullet and slowly loaded it into the shot gun. “I don’t like it.”

Katsuki was about to roar but Denki laughed, cutting through the tense like a hot knife in butter. “Do you understand what I had to go through to get these two together?! I had a four hour talk with my dad cause he was worried about Izuku and his image. Not his own! Izuku’s!

 “If ya wanna know, dad didn’t start falling for Izuku until we were nineteen after the ugly ass divorce. Izuku helped both of us a lot, but he showed dad what love really looked like. Neither of them trying anything,” Denki smiled. “Not until I set it up, but dad loves him, and he loves my dad so don’t make this some pedo case when it’s not.”

Izuku smiled at his best friend, leaning into his boyfriend’s chest. “Dad, put the gun away before you shoot someone.”

Hisashi grumbled something under his breath but unloaded the gun and got up from the chair with a tried grunt. “I’m too old for this shit, son.”

 “But they’re happy, dear.” His mama said sweetly “And you know Katsuki, he’s nothing but a loyal man. He had to put up with that evil bitch for so many years.” Izuku gaped at his sweet mama, but Katsuki chuckled next to him, wrapping an arm loosely around his shoulders.

 “Damn right, Auntie.”

Izuku glanced around the room and frowned a bit when Denki went oddly quiet. Normally, that boy is trash talking his egg donor. Cuss words. The whole nine yards but he was just sitting there silently. Taking his elbow, he rammed it into his boyfriend’s side. Hard.

 “Ow! You—” Katsuki hissed but stopped when he jerked his chin to his son. “Got it. Got it.” Katsuki was an amazing dad and always knew what to do for his son. He would have noticed sooner or later but Izuku didn’t want Denki to be called out for the room to hear. “Denks, living room.”

The shorter blonde slowly lifted his head meeting his concerned look before turning to his dad. “Coming...” Denki rose from his chair and shuffled out of his room after Katsuki, leaving Izuku alone with the parents.

Maybe it wasn’t a good idea.

Hisashi raised a questioning brow at him. “So, son, when were you going to enlighten me of this so called dating.” Izuku opened his mouth, but his dad raised his hand to stop him. “Making out in the workplace?”

 “Auntie!” He cried, embarrassed. “Why!?”

Mitsuki laughed, turning her head and waving the wooden spoon at him. “Did you really think I wouldn’t come here and tell all of your dirty little secrets?”

 “I was hoping!”

 “You put too much faith in my little boy.” The woman smirked with a knowing look in her eyes. Fuck. She knew. He should have known that she would know! The room probably smelled like sex! “Dinners ready!”

Inko came up in front of him and cupped his freckled cheeks with her small warm hands. “We’re happy as long as you’re happy.” she said softly, her matching green eyes sparkling. “You’re a smart boy, Izuku and we trust you completely.”

 “Or I’ll fucking shoot him.” Hisashi growled under his breath.

 “Thank goodness you didn’t turn out to be a girl, lord only knows how many bodies would be buried in the basement.”

Between his dad being a cop and his mother watching late night crime shows... he was surprised he didn’t turn into a serial killer. “You two are nuts.” Inko rolled her eyes, squeezing his cheeks together. “Wama!”

 “I’m not crazy.” She laughed, “That’s your Auntie.”

 “Izuku. We’re leaving.”

Izuku pulled gently out of his mother’s hold and turned to see his boyfriend and best friend standing in the threshold. “Is... everything alright?”

 “We need to go.” Katsuki pressed with a hard look. Swallowing thickly, he nodded and kissed his mother on the cheek then followed his boyfriend out the door. “I didn’t mean to alarm you, but something has come up.” He growled lightly, opening the car door for Denki then for him.

Izuku placed one foot in the car, “Kachan... what’s going on?” The taller blonde sighed heavily as he leaned down and kissed his lips lightly.

 “We’ll talk at home.”

They didn’t.

Katsuki barely let the car stop before he got out from the car and stalked into the house. Eijiro turned off the engine and followed quickly. He frowned. What in the hell was going on? Izuku looked over at his friend... and he looked like he was going to cry.

 “Denki?”

Denki shook his head slowly back and forth, “I-I fucked up.” Katsuki will have to wait. Bros before hoes. Izuku took the blonde’s hand, pulling him from the car and into the house. “Zu... I-I fucked up so bad.”

 “It can’t be that bad.” Izuku said softly, tugging him up the stairs. “Whatever it is. We’ll work it out together.

Denki stopped halfway up the stairs, staring at him. “S-She called me... and I accidently told her dad was happy with s-someone new.”

Oh. Shit.

When they say his mom is crazy. They mean it. Izuku finished tugging him up the stairs, forcing the shorter man’s legs to move. “Denki, your dad is probably just doing damage control if there is any.”

 “But Izuku—”

 “No buts. No overthinking this time.” Izuku dropped his hand and walked over to the white dresser and opened the third drawer. “Here.” he said, holding out a pair of pajamas. “Take a weed gummy and let’s watch a movie.” Denki did as he was told. Izuku quickly stripped down to his black fitting boxers and climbed into bed.

Denki popped a gummy in his mouth then another before climbing into bed next to him and plastering his cheek against his chest. “Dad’s gonna hate me.”

He snorted loudly. His idiot. “Kachan loves you more than anything, Denki. No way he could hate you.” Izuku lightly combed his fingers through the blonde’s hair until light snores escaped his lips. He really needed to let Hitoshi know what was going on.

This boy was going to need a good stress reliever after today.

 “Babe? Denks?” Izuku looked up to find Katsuki poking his head in, “Fuck, he’s asleep.”

Izuku nodded softly, “He needed it. He thinks you hate him.”

Katsuki visibly flinched before composing himself with a shake of his head, “I went into protect my love ones mode and Ei barely could pull me out.” He sighed almost tiredly. “If she knows I’m dating, you aren’t safe.”

Izuku frowned at that, “What’s she going to do? Stab me?” Katsuki pursed his lips, finding his shoes suddenly interesting. “Katsuki.”

 “She’s fucking crazy, Zu, what the fuck you want me to say?! She is capable of everything! Every-fucking-thing!” The older man looked up with an express he hasn’t seen on his face in years.

Fear.

 “Babe, she’d be stupid to touch you, Denki or me.” Izuku patted the spot next to him, “Come on, Denki wants you to snuggle to.”

Katsuki sighed again but in defeat as he crossed the room and laid down in the empty spot behind him, his one arm going around him and his son. “Tomorrow we’re staying home, the three of us.”

 “Can we swim?”

 “Are you going to drown yourself again?”

Izuku pouted cutely, dropping his head back to see his laughing crimson eyes, “So, mean, Kachan. It relaxes me.”

 “So, does getting a massage but that doesn’t almost kill me.”

 “Um...” He narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend, “Man or woman even touches your skin, and I will hunt them down and chop their hands off.”

 “Damn, baby, you are—”

 “Say it. I dare you.” Izuku waited three full breaths but the blonde just kissed his cheek and buried his face into the crook of his neck. “That’s what I thought.”

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 “Hey Kachan...”

Katsuki looked up from the menu in his hands, meeting his gaze with soft crimson eyes. God, this man was so perfect. Every look sent his heart into a frenzy. “What’s up, baby?” Izuku squirmed against the leather of the booth. He couldn’t help but melt under his gaze. “Zu?”

 “I-I... are you sure?!”

 “Izuku, I’m allowed to fucking take you out on a date if I want to. That bitch can fuck off and die.” Izuku nodded slowly, eyes watching for... something. “What do you want Izuku? I can’t read minds.” Thank the lord for that. If he knew all the things he thought... Katsuki would think he’s a pervert.

What did Izuku want? He had everything he wanted in life that he could ever have wished for but in this moment... he wanted to sit next to his boyfriend. “C-Can I... sit with you?”

Katsuki stared at him then laughed lightly under his breath, shaking his blonde head. “Baby, get the fuck over here.” Izuku scrambled from the booth and scooted in next to his boyfriend until he was plastered against his side. Katsuki wrapped his arm around his waist, pinning him in place. “We need to work on you speaking up when there is something you want.”

 “Fine... I wanna kiss.” He whispered against the soft fabric of his black shirt. Katsuki growled lowly, rumbling against his cheek. The older man grasped his chin softly with warm fingers and tilted his chin until his lips met his. Izuku curled his fingers, gripping his jeans tightly as he hummed against his lips in content.

Katsuki could take the world away with just one kiss. His lips molded perfectly against his like two pieces of a puzzle... and sadly, it came to an end. “We can’t make out in one of my favorite restaurants.” Well, that’s his opinion and a stupid one at that. “Promise, later.” Katsuki kissed his nose lightly and went back to the menu.

 “Why are you so perfect?”

Katsuki snorted but pressed his cheek into his curls. “I think that’s you, bunny. I’m far from fucking perfect.”

The greenette hummed softly, “Hmm... I feel like you are judging yourself too hard.”

 “You sound like my father.”

 “That man is pretty wise.” Izuku murmured, “But really, Kachan... you hold too much on your shoulders.”

He sighed heavily this time. “Izuku, what are you getting at?” Izuku knew that his boyfriend struggled when things didn’t go his way which has been a lot lately. Few things at work. Denki and his well... picking him up at a sex club at three am wasn’t a grand time. That idiot went without Hitoshi because they got into a fight and someone was too rough for Denki. All he wanted was just to try to make sure he knew that he was here for Katsuki to lean on.

 “I...”

 “Gentlemen? Are you ready to order?” The waiter asked after setting a bottle of white wine on the table. Fuck, man. That’s his worst enemy right there... that stupid bitch of a bottle made his wild side bust through the cages he had locked Wine Izuku in.

It was better if Wine Izuku stayed out of things... like wine.

 “Two of the steaks. Both medium and the sides are fine.” Katsuki said coolly, handing the menus to the waiter. “And another bottle, please.”

If this guy thinks I’m drinking one sip of that poison... he’s an idiot.

Or maybe he was an idiot.

Because here he was, four glasses in and sitting in his boyfriend’s lap, giddy and spilling his guts out. “Do you know! Kachan! Do you know!” Katsuki laughed lightly under his breath. Izuku giggled and took another gulp of the sweet, crisp liquid. “That I love you!”

 “You say it all the damn time, bunny.”

 “Cause I lub you.” He slurred lightly.

 “I think you’ve said that forty fucking times now.” Katsuki smirked and lightly nudged a piece of steak to his lips. “Eat, babe.”

Izuku opened his mouth happily only to moan at the burst of flavor on his tongue. “Shoo oood!” Katsuki rolled his beautiful red eyes. Izuku slowly chewed the piece in his mouth as he watched the man in front of him take a bite of his own. God, how the hell did he get so lucky? This man was a damn God but here he was... letting him get drunk, feeding him steak and—

 “I believe I’m the lucky one, Izuku.” Oh shit... he’s mumbling again. “May I have a drink?” Izuku stared wide eye at his boyfriend, completely mesmerized. Carefully, he brought his wine glass to Katsuki’s lips. Izuku couldn’t think anything but a single thought.

He’s beautiful.

Watching his throat move with each swallow, the way his Adam's apple bobbed sent a blooming heat in his chest. Katsuki was all his.

 “Why are you crying, baby?” Katsuki whispered, gently taking the glass from his fingers and replacing it with his hand. “Are you sad I drank your wine?”

Izuku shook his head quickly. Well... he was a bit sad, but he was so happy to be here. “I-I’m just h-happy!” He cried out softly.

 “As long as you’re happy, bunny.” Katsuki lightly wiped his tears away from his freckled skin and focused on feeding him the rest of his dinner. Today was one of the best days ever.

Three weeks later.

Izuku couldn’t help but sigh as he glanced over the stupid peppers. He knew the basics. Red, green, yellow, Jalapeño. All of those. Katsuki complained this morning after his run that he didn’t have ghost peppers to go with his omelet, so he stupidly volunteered to go get some. Maybe he shouldn’t have left his phone at home and paid attention to the nasty things that are one of his boyfriend’s favorite things to top his food with. Gross. Why in the world would someone want their mouth on fire like that?

 “You would want something in a section with no labels... is this like if you don’t know, you don’t buy?” He grumbled under his breath. “I’m an idiot.”

 “Are you looking for ghost peppers?” A female voice asked politely.

Izuku didn’t bother glancing up at her. He was determined to find them. “Um... yeah. My boyfriend likes them, and I don’t see a label.” The woman brought her arm up and pointed to the smaller red peppers with her sharp black nail. “Oh, thank you.” He turned to smile at her but froze in place seeing just who it was.

Camie.

Or as he likes to call her, Bitch Face.

Camie smiled over at him too sweetly for his liking. She was dressed in a simple sundress—light purple that popped against her tan skin—and her blonde hair pulled back into a high ponytail. “My, my Izuku, you have truly grown, haven’t you?”

Izuku took a small step back, gripping the basket tightly in his hand. “Still a cheating bitch, are we?” Click Something small and cold pressed against his side right over his thin T-shirt.

 “I wouldn’t do anything rash, sweetie.” Her smile slowly turned into a full evil smirk. Pure evil. The man behind him gave him a small tap with the barrel of the gun. “I’d hate to spill blood here; this is my favorite store after all.”

Gulping, he stayed frozen in place. Probably the only thing he could do. “What do you want Camie?” He hissed, ignoring the warm breath on the back of his neck.

 “You’re dating your best friend’s dad. My ex husband. It’s odd that he treats you better than he ever did me.” Camie reached into her Prada bag to retrieve her phone. Izuku tried hard not to grimace at the loud tapping from her nails hitting the screen. Ugh. “’Mr. Bakugo was seen with a younger looking man last week. The two shared lunch at one of Mr. Bakugo’s favorite restaurants then took a stroll in the park.’” She read then practically slammed the phone into his face. “You two truly make a cute couple.”

He gritted his teeth. Great. Crazy bitch knows and that was one of the worst things. “Listen, you two are over—” Camie striked like a damn cobra. Her nails dug into his cheeks as she gripped his chin tightly.

 “Listen sweetie... you should have left him alone. Katsuki Bakugo will always and forever be mine.”

Izuku stared at her in complete shock. She was nuts! Fucking bat shit crazy! “He’s not yours! He’s min—“” His lips failed to form the words for his own warning. A hot flare of pain bloomed over his left side right under his rib cage. The guy must have had a silencer on the barrel... he didn’t even hear the shot. “Y-You—”

The crazy bitch shot him in the middle of a grocery store! Who the fuck does that!?

 “I told you, Izuku… he’s mine.” She smirked, watching him with glee as his legs buckled under him. “If you make it out of this, take it as a warning, okay? My cute puppy will shoot you right between the eyes.”

The basket fell with a loud plop, and he sank lower and lower until his body gave out. The pain was radiating deeper into his muscles and through his bones. Blood seeped through his shirt, dripping onto the floor. Slowly, creating a pool of blood that surrounds his body.

I’m going to die… Kachan... Denki…

 “Fucking Jesus, kid!” A smooth angelic voice pulled him from the darkness just a bit. “You make me take a wrong turn and this happens!! The boss is going to have my head!” Izuku blinked up at the stranger's golden eyes. He could only make out the few long blonde strands of hair hanging down in front of his face. “Izuku!” The man called, shaking his shoulder slightly.

Is this the angel taking him to heaven?

He’s going to heaven... right?

 “... I need a bus...”

Buses?

Izuku groaned at the pressure suddenly pressing on his side. Everything lit up like a firework blew up in his side, spreading deep into his chest.

 “Good, fucking groan and shit. Fight me. Do not fall asleep, Izuku.” The angel was pretty but not as pretty as his Kachan. “I’m not an angel, I’m your bod...”

I want Kachan... I need to warn Kachan...

Izuku parted his lips to warn the angel to tell his boyfriend, but darkness overtook his body as he bled out.

I’m trying to reach you, Izuku. I’m right here, baby. I love you so much, baby boy. I need you... I can’t live without you, sweetheart.

Zu... man. You need to wake up. Dad’s crying... I’ve never seen him—he doesn’t cry, Zuku. Please wake up.

My sweet baby. We’re all waiting for you.

Son, I know you like to sleep but it’s been long enough. Please wake up, champ. I won’t shoot your boyfriend, okay? I promise.

Z-Zuku... please... I-I can’t live without you

That was Katsuki’s voice, but it sounded all wrong. It sounded sad and he didn’t like it. Katsuki shouldn’t be sad. Izuku forced his eyes to open only to snap them shut at the bright light over his head. The low beeping to his right began to speed up slightly but it was unnoticed.

 “You had one fucking job!” Katsuki snapped, anger loud and clear in his tone, “One! And now he’s been shot!”

 “Dad!”

Another man sighed, “Look, I did my best, but he was rushing through a crowd of people, and I fucking lost him! Maybe—I don’t know—if he had a car, this wouldn’t have happened!”

 “Maybe you should have—I don’t fucking know—your damn job—”

 “DAD!” Denki cried, “He’s awake!”

Izuku forced his heavy lids to open, groaning slightly. Hospital. He was in a hospital. Why was he in a hospital? He was... A frown appeared—maybe—on his lips. Denki leaned over the bed, blocking the bright lights for him. “Damn it, Zuku. What the hell?!” Izuku frowned again. Denki’s golden eyes were swimming with fresh tears making his heart ache.

 “D-Denks...” He croaked, forcing his dry lips to part.

Denki’s face instantly crumbled but he only saw it for a split second because Denki ducked down, hiding his face into his shoulder. “Zu...” Izuku didn’t have the brain power to process his best friend crying into his shoulder.

Katsuki came to his other side and racked his fingers through his curls lightly. “Hey baby.” Izuku flicked his eyes to the taller blonde. “Do you need a doctor? Pain meds?”

 “W-Water...” He said barely above a whisper. God, his mouth felt like someone stuffed it with sandpaper. Katsuki quickly turned to the tray at the end of his bed and shuffled around for a second then appeared with a cup and straw. Izuku slowly brought his hand up to the mask resting on his face and shoved it down to his chin.

 “Baby, you...” Katsuki trailed off. No, he wanted water and by fucking God, he was getting water. “Okay, okay.” The blonde brought the straw to his lips and Izuku sucked down every last drop. His mouth felt like he hadn’t had a drink of water in days... so how long was he out?

Izuku looked up at his boyfriend. Worry swirled in through the dark red eyes. Deep purple bruising sat right below his lower lashes and that was concerning. Katsuki valued his sleep so why wasn’t he sleeping?

 “Katsuki, sit down before you fall down.” That voice... the angel was here too? Izuku turned his head and found a slightly shorter blonde with chin length blonde hair and deep golden eyes. “Hey kid.” He flashed him a fake grin and placed his hand on Katsuki’s shoulder, pushing him down into the chair beside his bed. “Sorry, I failed ya.”

Izuku was completely confused. What the hell was going on? Why was he in a hospital bed? Why was his best friend crying? Why was his boyfriend a mess?

 “You were shot, kid.” The angel answered his silent questions. “You remember?”

He was... shot?

If you make it out of this, take it as a warning...

Camie.

Izuku swallowed thickly and shook his head slightly. Katsuki sighed softly. “We’ll find who did this, baby, okay? I swear I’ll fucking kill them.” Izuku shivered at the promise, he never wanted it to come true.

Izuku was allowed to go home and stay on bed rest for another day or two until he was free to walk around. He found out that he had been out for a week... a whole week had passed since then. The doctor gave him strict orders to take it easy. But how could he relax if Camie was out to kill him? Was it only him? Would she go as low as to kill her son and Katsuki?

 “It was my mom... wasn’t it?”

Izuku shot his head up, meeting his best friend’s gaze. Katsuki left him to go to work and Denki oversaw babysitting him with Keigo floating around somewhere. “N-No... um it was—”

 “You can’t lie to me, Zu.” Denki countered. “I’ve known you all my life and I know my bitch of a mom.” The shorter boy walked over to the bed and plopped down, facing him with a serious look. “Was it her?”

 “Denki...” He whispered.

 “Damn it, Izuku.” He shook his head furiously. He got the answer and there was nothing he could do. “Why the hell didn’t you tell the cops?!”

The greenette stared at him. “S-She... it was a w-warning.” Denki swore under his breath, his fingers curling tightly in the dark blue comforter. His heart was about shatter into pieces as he spoke the next words. “I... I’m leaving.” Now that got his attention.

 “No, you—”

 “I-I have to.” He whispered, heartbroken. Not only was he leaving the love of his life but his best friend and family. “I couldn’t live with myself if anything h-happened to either of you, Denki.” Izuku carefully peeled back the bedding to show that he was completely dressed with shoes on his feet.

This morning, Katsuki came in to kiss him goodbye but what he didn’t know was that Izuku kissed him back goodbye... forever. He was going out of town for a business trip, and it was the perfect chance. Izuku knew that he could never leave Katsuki if he had the chance to stop him.

 “I love you, Denki.” Izuku smiled wetly, tears pooling in his eyes. “T-Take care of him, okay?” Denki reached out for him with a trembling hand. “It will be o-okay...” Climbing out of bed, he winced and grabbed the bag off the floor that was packed the night before. I-I'll... miss you, man.”

Denki stared at him complete speechless. He gave him one of his brightest smiles before running out the door before he could stop him. “W-Wait! IZUKU! WAIT!”

There was no more waiting.

No time to go back.

For the first time, he was completely alone...

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 “DAD! DAD! WAIT!”

Katsuki whipped around. Denki was frantically trying to get past two security guards who were holding his son back from entering his private hanger. “Denki? What in the fucking world are you doing here?” First, it was a two hour drive to the airport and second, he’s never seen that look in his son’s eyes. Denki looked terrified. “He’s my son! Let him fucking go!”

 “Denki’s here?” Eijiro asked, popping his head out from the jet. The great uncle was about to come flying to his nephew’s rescue.

Denki struggled against the men but bolted at the first sign of weakness from the guards. “H-He left! Zu left!” His heart stopped in his chest. What? What the fuck did he mean— “M-Mom shot him! Some kind of fucking warning! I-I don’t know but Z-Zu took a car and bolted!”

Katsuki didn’t know if he should be hurt that Izuku left him or pissed that that bitch face fucking shot him for fun. “Did he say where he was going?”

Denki shook his head quickly. “No! He ran! I-I couldn’t catch—he took the ‘vette dad!”

 “Okay, okay, son, breathe.” Katsuki whispered and pulled his son against his chest. Denki quickly wrapped his arms around his waist, clinging tightly to him. “I’ll bring him back, okay? He couldn't have gotten that far.”

Denki shook against him, soaking his thermal with his tears. Damn it. He should have known that bitch had something to do with this. “P-Promise?”

 “Fuck. I promise, son.”

He instantly got to work. Pulling out his phone, he made the first call. “Hawks. Do you have eyes on Izuku?”

 “Little man sure knows how to make an exit.” Keigo laughed, “He’s breaking all speed limits.”

Thank fuck. He already knew that Izuku knew something he wasn’t saying so he ordered Keigo to tail him no matter what. But he didn’t think that Izuku would flee the fucking state.

Katsuki sighed and pressed a kiss to his son’s head, “What do you think I should do, Hawks?”

 “Sir, it’s your car... call the cops.”

 “He doesn’t need to be arrest—”

 “No and he won’t. Explain to the police that he’s scared. He was just shot and he’s not thinking straight.” It wasn’t a bad idea. Izuku then would be back in his arms.

A sigh escaped his lips. What in the fucking world was happening to his life? Why couldn’t she just leave him the fuck alone! “Fall back a bit and use the GPS in the car to follow him. Izuku won’t come back if Camie threatened mine and Denki’s life.” Another sigh escaped him, shoulder’s sagging. “He ran cause she told him to.” Even though it broke his heart, he had to. “I need to let him go.”

 “D-Dad!” Denki banged his fist against his chest. His son shouldn’t have heard that but then again, Denki isn’t a child. This is what happens in life. You have to let the people you love most go to protect them.

Katsuki looked own at his son, “Denks, you will be taking Hitoshi to Florida to stay with Uncle Sero.” Camie didn’t really know about him as Sero moved so fucking much, he barely could remember where the idiot lived. There would be no fucking way for her to find him. “Go home, pack and let me handle this.”

 “But Izuku—” Denki pleaded desperately.

Katsuki frowned. He hated seeing his son anything but happy. The worry for his friend was clear as day in his amber eyes. “I will bring him home, son.” He swore. Like fucking hell, Izuku was getting away from him that easily. “He’s not leaving us. I just need to deal with my ex wife. Ei! Reschedule my trip for two weeks out. We’re not leaving today—not without my intern.”

Now, he had a fucking ex wife to visit.

It took a week to get everything in place. He had to make sure Denki was with Sero and Izuku was safe before doing anything.

Katsuki swore he was going to kill the bitch himself. Tucking the gun in his waist band at the base of his spine, he slipped on his jacket. Izuku had already made it to New York. Hawks informed him that he stopped at a hotel... which he secretly deposited ten grand into his bank account.

His bunny was out in the wild without him but he swore to still take care of him.

 “I don’t fucking like this.” Eijiro spat, angrily. “I should be in there with you!” Katsuki looked over at his most trusted friend. The one person he’d call a brother.

 “You’ll be in the car listening to what the bitch says. I got Hisashi out of retirement for the damn day too. I’ll be fine.”

Eijiro scowled with a shake of his head, “She shot Izuku in the middle of the day—in public! You’re walking right into her fucking hands, Kats!” Wow. Eijiro was really worried about this if he’s throwing out swear words left and right.

Whether the idiot was right or wrong... he had to do this. It was finally time for him to step up and be a fucking man. “Ei, I have to do this. For Denki and Izuku... fuck! Probably you and your family! Camie is a damn fucking crazy and I’m done letting her control my fucking life.”

 “And if you get fucking shot!?”

Katsuki scuffed but hooked a finger in the collar of his shirt and tugged it down. “I’m wearing a damn vest, shitty hair. I ain’t stupid.”

The redhead stared at the black vest poking through his collar then sighed in defeat. “You have twenty minutes, Kats or I’m coming in.”

 “I’m only going to need five.”

Katsuki looked up at his ex wife’s house and ground his molars until his jaw hurt. It’s one thing to hurt him or treat him like shit but it’s another to hurt the ones he loves. He marched up the steps and raised his fist, slamming it down over and over until he finally heard her fucking stupid voice.

 “I’m fucking coming!” She screamed as she threw open the door. Camie’s face turned pale white as their eyes met. “Katsuki.” she practically purred.

Katsuki smirked, stuffing his fists deep down into the pocket of his jeans. “Camie... it’s not a pleasure but I believe we should chat.”

The woman raised an eyebrow, but he stepped in and headed over to the living room on the left. “Is... Denki okay?” Like she gives a flying about her son but he gave her a few props for remembering his name instead of just calling him boy all the time.

When Denki was born, she could have cared less. She put up with holding him for family photos and reports to paint the best fucking picture of her. ‘Mrs. Bakugo! World’s Best Mom.’ Holy fuck. He spat his coffee onto the magazine when he read that garbage. Camie realized that using Denki got her a lot of brand deals. A mommy and baby line. A makeup line for quote; ‘tired moms’ and free shit.

Fuck. She even got Prada to do a mommy/mom diaper bag and handbag combo. Camie threw away the diaper bag and only used the purse.

Fucking bitch

 “Oh, he’s pretty shaken up because... oh, you know right? Izuku was shot at the local market.” Her face may have been able to remain emotionless, but her dark brown eyes swirled with fear. One or two times, he blew up on his wife. Wasn’t anything crazy and he never laid a hand on her but silence and him meant so much more than fucking screaming. She managed to max one of his few credit cards. Not a big deal but she bought a yacht. A fucking yacht. That very yacht is where she slept with four other men.

If she wanted to be a cheap ass whore, she could use her own money. Not fucking his. “Can you believe it?!” he exclaimed with a roll of his neck. His hand pressed lightly on the tense muscles in his neck, willing them to pop. God, he needed a massage after this. “My boyfriend was shot... at a store you always go to. Seeing him in the hospital, barely alive? Denki couldn’t control himself. He was so scared.”

Camie slowly sat down in one of the white leather chairs, tugging her robe around her neck tighter. Good. Put those saggy boobs away. “That’s awful, Katsuki. I’m so sorry to hear that... did Izuku make it out alive?” she asked, innocently.

This bitch. God, he wanted to fucking spit. She would want to know if her idiot got the job done. Katsuki sighed heavily, sagging his shoulders for looks. “I-I... can’t believe that...” Katsuki inhaled sharply, shaking his head. He craned his neck to the side and stared straight into her cold dead eyes. “You really thought I wouldn’t know it was you... or shall I say that idiot Shindo that you cheated on me with?

 “How’s that fucking going?” Shindo was the only one she kept fucking after the whole yacht orgy.

The woman’s lips instantly curled into a snarl, “He’s a fucking child!” Yup. There’s the bitch he used to love for some fucking reason.

 “That is a thousand times better than your bitch ass!” Katsuki growled. “You fucking wanted him killed! For fucking what?!”

 “THE MONEY! IF HE’S GONE! I CAN GET YOU BACK!”

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was what he needed.

Katsuki laughed humorously, “I hope you have fun fucking rioting in hell, bitch.” Camie reached for the first thing she could get her hands on—a lamp—and ran for him. “Don’t fucking touch me!”

 “No! You can’t take my money!” She screamed and swung the lamp, hitting him on the side of the head. He staggered back slightly, pain exploded through his head and down to his neck but he managed to grab the woman’s wrists.

 “Police!” Heavy footsteps came storming in and Hisashi roughly yanked the woman from his grip, pushing her to the ground. “You’re under arrest Camie.” Katsuki didn’t bother to listen to him reading over the charges and her rights. He wanted to get the fuck out of there.

No, it’s cool fuckers. A minute too late.

 “Kats!” Eijiro was on him instantly. He took his arm, helping him to his feet and leading him out to the car. “Fuck man, you’re bleeding.”

Katsuki frowned slightly. He lifted his free hand to his temple and hissed as his fingers pressed into the warm liquid dripping down the side of his face. “No fucking time. Get me to fucking New York, shitty hair. I’m bringing my bunny home.”

 “Bro... you need—”

 “My boyfriend.” He gritted out. “I can’t show up at the house without Izuku. Denki will fucking kill me. Get me there, please.” He added softly in hopes his friend would get the hint. Eijiro stared at him but sighed and opened the door for him. “Thank you.”

Eijiro shut the door once he was in the seat and buckled then ran around the car to climb in the driver seat. “Man, can’t believe she did all this.”

 “Money hungry bitch.” Katsuki muttered softly.

After all the shit she put him and Denki through, he didn’t think she’d tried to murder someone. Camie wasn’t like that back when they first got together... he truly loved her until the money turned her into someone he couldn’t recognize.

Izuku was a true damn blessing after the divorce. And he will forever say that.

Denki blamed himself since told him multiple times that she didn’t even want him, but Izuku was right there to be the best damn friend he could fucking be. Hell, that boy was even there for him. Making him meals and checking in on him when he got stuck in his work.

At first, he didn’t see Izuku for Izuku. He saw him as his son’s best friend... and he didn’t know when it changed. It could have been the smile or the laugh that warmed his cold dead heart again. Something Camie could never do.

Katsuki stared at the night skin. The stars sparkled over the deep midnight sky. His heart clenched. Right then and there, he hit him like a bullet to the heart. He wanted to give Izuku the world the same way he pulled him from the darkness. Izuku was his sun.

 “Ei, we’re stopping at the first ring shop we see.” Eijiro’s foot stomped on the gas pedal and turned to stare at him, completely in shock. “Eyes on the fucking road, dumbass!” Okay, that was his fault. He swore to the idiot that he would never get married again but with Izuku... it felt right.

 “A ring!?”

 “That’s what I fucking said! Did I stutter?!”

 “No!” Eijiro lightly pressed on the break to go back down to the legal speed limit. “You just... sent Mina out to buy the one for Camie and now... you want to buy one... are you fucking serious?”

Katsuki laughed loudly and reached over slapping his friend’s shoulder, “Eijiro, I’m in love with that cute, freckled, green hair bunny. I’m not letting him fucking go now.”

Eijiro chuckled, returning his smile. “Let’s get that ring, man.”

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Izuku hissed as his fingers carefully pulled the bandage off his skin. The stitches had already started to disappear, and the skin was a nice pink color, so he knew it was healing well. But even with him doing the right thing. Everything felt wrong here.

He just wanted his Kachan.

 “It’s too risky... she’ll hurt them.” He whispered to the gunshot wound in his side. That was warning enough. Fucking crazy bitch. “They’ll be okay. They’ll move on.” He hoped, prayed. Izuku hated hurting anyone he cared about. Even with his own heart shattering to pieces, he knew deep down it was the right thing to do. Everything was better this way. Everyone would be safe and happy.

But somewhere even deeper, he hated it. He wanted to drive back and tell Katsuki everything, love him, begging for his forgiveness. Katsuki would protect him... but who would protect Katsuki.

Izuku was only an intern.

 “OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, IZUKU!”

Izuku blinked twice before lifting his head. “And now I’m dreaming... there’s no w-way he found me.” The hotel door suddenly opened with a loud bang, hitting the wall. “Wachan!” Nope. He was wrong. Katsuki found him.

Katsuki—his very anger looking boyfriend—glared at him. “You fucking brat!” The older man spat the word angrily. “You think you can just leave me!? You think it’s fucking okay to steal my car and run the fuck away!”

 “Kats, breathe.” Eijiro said softly as he shoved him lightly to the side. “I’m just here to take a piss, kay?” Izuku nodded a little, still in utter shock. “And to make sure he doesn’t kill you himself.” The redhead winked and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

And how was he protected with a dick hanging out his pants behind the closed door?!

Hair for brains.

 “K-Kachan...” He whispered. “I-I—”

 “Shut. Up.” Katsuki growled, stalking over to him like he was his next meal. The man was enraged. His chest rose up and down in short, quick breaths through his nose. “You got fucking shot then pulled this shit! Running away from me instead of fucking telling me! Do you really fucking thinking I can’t protect you?!”

That’s not what he thought at all!

Izuku burst into tears at the first trail of hot breath of his skin. The smell of Katsuki’s mint toothpaste surround him. He wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in a blanket of warmth from the man in front of him. “K-Kachan!” He threw himself right into his boyfriend’s chest, sobbing out his aching heart. “I’m s-sorry!”

Katsuki wrapped his arms around his body, pinning him in place. “I know baby, I know.” He whispered softly into his curls. “I got you, bunny. Let it all out. I’m not going anywhere. Me and you, baby boy.” Katsuki let him soak his shirt with his hot tears. He wasn’t letting go and neither was Katsuki. There was no turning back from this... he was forever his.

Izuku tried to stay awake, but he fell asleep, stuck in between. One minute he was awake, listening to Katsuki’s soft whispers while he spoke to someone probably on the phone then he was out, dreaming of going home and having wild sex.

 “He sleeping?”

Katsuki huffed lightly, “I fucking think so. Damn nerd wouldn’t stop crying until he passed the hell out.” Eijiro hummed. “Didn’t even get to ask him to marry me!”

This was one of the best dreams ever. Katsuki was with him, holding him against his pillow chest and there was a talk about proposing. That’s a nice dream. Best dream. Why didn’t he have these more often?

 “Hawks said he didn’t sleep much. Drove straight here until he was swerving on the road.”

The blonde scuffed. Loudly. “I’m going to beat his ass. Beat this fat ass until he can’t fucking sit.” Don’t threaten me with a good time, Kachan.

 “You sure he’s sleeping?” Eijiro asked with a soft chuckle.

 “I think he’s in and out. An hour ago, he was crying in his sleep.” Katsuki pressed a firm kiss to his forehead. “Here watch.” Katsuki shifted his body slightly on his chest, running a hand through his curls. Izuku hummed and nuzzled his cheek against his chest. “Zu, wanna get married?”

 “Mhmm...” He smiled happily. Dream world was nice. He got everything he wanted.

 “Good.” Katsuki chuckled. “I put a ring on your finger.”

 “Okay... daddy...”

Eijiro laughed, “He missed his daddy.” Izuku truly did. Katsuki became his world and traveling without him was terrible.

Katsuki kissed his cheek softly. “I missed my baby bunny too.” Izuku drifted back into a deep sleep listening to the two talk quietly together.

Izuku gasped. The world around him was beautiful. The trees above him were twinkling with bright fairy lights. White flowers were perfectly placed adding a sweet scent to the forest. Izuku turned around slowly, taking it all in. Inhaling deeply to fill his lungs with the amazing scents.

 “Izuku? Are you ready?”

Ready for what? Izuku finally looked over to see Katsuki standing in front of an altar. The same white flowers covered a beautiful wood arch with a few pieces of baby’s breath. Even with the beauty of the altar, Katsuki stood out above all else. The man stood there with a beautiful smile on his lips and a fitted black tux with a light green tie.

Stunning.

 “Izuku?” Katsuki called softly. “I’m waiting for you, baby.”

He groaned loudly. Izuku wanted to roll over. He wiggled and squirmed, but he was trapped in... opening his eyes, he found Katsuki’s peaceful face as he slept away. His heart fluttered at the soft snore from Katsuki’s lips. It made it all the more real.

Katsuki’s here.

Lifting his left hand, he reached out to touch his smooth cheek, but something sparkled out of the corner of his eye. “What...” He brought his hand closer to his eyes and stared at the diamond ring on his finger.

 “Oh, hey little man.” Eijiro crouched down next to the bed. Izuku didn’t even have the heart to growl at him for calling him little. “We leave in twenty minutes... do you want to wake Kats up or...” He trailed off, red eyes following his speechless gaze. “Oh! Kats asked you to marry him last night. Of course, you told my bestie yes.”

Izuku looked up and stared at the redhead dumbfounded. “I-I did?” So... that means it wasn’t a dream. He was kind of awake for that— “I didn’t mean—I mean I want to m-marry him, but I-I wasn’t aware—”

Eijiro chuckled, “Don’t worry, bro. Kats knew but he likes when you get all flustered.”

 “Stop spilling my fucking secrets, shitty hair or I’m gonna fucking fire your bitch ass.” Katsuki grumbled before rolling over and laying on top of him and nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck. “Gonna marry me, baby?” Izuku stared up at the ceiling trying to stop the tears from spilling out of the corners of his eyes. That was something he wanted more than anything.

 “Y-Yes, K-Kachan.”

 “Good. Let’s go home then.” Katsuki whispered against his skin. “You’re safe, bunny.”

Both of them got showered, dressed and Katsuki took a few minutes to clean and change his bandage. “I’m sorry, baby.”

Izuku smiled down at him and lightly racked his fingers through his damp hair. It was weird to see this man on his knees in front of him. That was Izuku’s job. “I love you, Kachan.” He couldn’t help the tears pricking his eyes. Stupid crybaby genes! When Katsuki smiled, he swore his heart was going to leap from his chest. “Is Denki going to be home?”

 “Yup. Got him on a plane last night so he’ll meet you at the front door.” He was ready to go home. Katsuki pulled down his shirt and got to his feet. “I promised I wouldn’t come home until I brought you with me.”

Izuku was going home with his fiancé.

Denki threatened to kill him if he ever left like that again. The shorter Bakugo wouldn’t even let him go for hours after he walked in the door. Denki sat on his lap and told him all about Disney World and Uncle Sero who had a new girlfriend... again.

Hitoshi even put in his two cents before leaving—mostly because he was cock blocked, thanks to him. Denki didn’t want to have sex while his best friend was running away to some random place.

It didn’t end there. Denki even dragged his ass to bed with him and they talked about what plans he wanted for the wedding. Katsuki didn’t care what he planned. He just handed over his check book and credit card the next morning.

Izuku slowly realized how perfect his life was. A perfect bestie. A perfect man... and a perfect job. Everything was perfect. Just perfect. Another thing he realized is that Katsuki would protect him no matter what.

Keigo—or Hawks—came with him everywhere unless they were in the house then he went off and did his own thing but outside the gates, Hawks walked two steps behind him. No, not in front of him. Izuku snuck away once... and he got spanked for it. Yup. So, Hawks now stays behind him.

With clear orders to never look at his ass and block it if anyone has lingering eyes.

Overprotective much?

It took Izuku a full three months to plan and get the wedding in place. White, black with hints of green scattered throughout. Just like his dream. Denki was—of course—his best man and his mother and father walked him down the aisle together. His dad still threatened Katsuki one last time at the altar.

Izuku could barely focus on what the officiary was saying. He was locked into a pair of scarlet eyes that held him in a tight choke hold. Katsuki raised an eyebrow suddenly, pulling him from his thoughts.

Looking down, he found his ring at the tip of his finger. What the heck was Katsuki waiting for? Put the ring on his finger.

Denki cleared his throat slightly and leaned over enough to whisper in his ear, “Gotta say the words dude.”

Oh fuck! Right! Izuku looked back up at his man and nodded, choking out the two words. “I-I do.”

Katsuki flashed him a grin as he slipped the ring on his finger. “Well, you know I do.” The man whispered softly. Izuku took the ring from Denki’s hand and slid his own ring onto Katsuki’s finger. He was surprised he didn’t drop it. “Ready to be Mr. Izuku Bakugo?”

Izuku nodded quickly with a wobbly smile. “I want that. Please. I want it.” He whispered back. Instead of answering his plea. Katsuki spun him around, dipping him back and pressing a deep, loving kiss to his lips.

 “You’re officially mine, baby, in every way.”

The wedding was absolutely perfect.

They signed the papers, ate one of the best dinners he had ever had and got a hold of the wine. Wine Izuku was out to play

 “Oooooh husband!” Izuku giggled and pressed his face into the black suit jacket. He could heard Katsuki telling his friends that he got into one too many glasses of wine. “I wanna dance, husband.” He purred softly. Fuck. He loved the word husband.

Husband. Husband. Husband.

 “If you’ll excuse me. My husband is a needy fuck.” Needy fuck. Likes to fuck... oooo the honeymoon! No need to pack clothes. “I need to keep you away from the damn wine, bunny.” Katsuki pulled him against his chest, leading the way to the dance floor. “One dance, got it?”

“Otay, husband.”

I found a love, for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a boy, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

Katsuki took the lead, taking one of his hands and the other gripping his waist. “You look beautiful.” He whispered into his ear. “And all mine.”

 “Mhmm.” He hummed, closing his eyes and swaying with his husband to the beat. “I’m glad I went swimming that night.”

'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow
Your heart is all I own
And in your eyes, you're holding mine

Katsuki’s chest shook slightly under his cheek, “Where I fucked your brains out?”

 “Hmm... that was good too, but it was the day we got together in my escape place... you became a part of my escape.”

 “I’m so happy, baby. I love you so damn much.” Katsuki kissed his curls and they shut out the world to where it was just them.

Together.

Perfect.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark
With you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass
Listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess
I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it
Darling, you look perfect tonight

“I planned a honeymoon.” Katsuki started. “I hope the ocean works for my little fish.”

Izuku nodded quickly as he nuzzled closer to him. “It’s perfect, daddy.”

 “You horny fucker.”

What can he say?

Izuku smiled into his chest. “You say that like you don’t like it.” Now he was being a brat and he was going to get spanked for it.

So be it.

Chapter Text

Katsuki unfortunately had to take a morning meeting in the middle of their honeymoon. He tried and begged his husband not to take the call, but he gave me that stern look and shut the door to the office. The beach house was perfect with its own private beach away from paparazzi or tourists.

 “Stupid Kachan and his stupid meeting.” He grumbled under his breath as he stomped down the steps of the deck. “It's our honeymoon! We should be having amazing sex and being naked!” Izuku paused on the third step and turned to the mini fridge on the deck. “Fuck it.” He climbed the steps, stalking over to the fridge and ripped the door open.

 “Wine Izuku here we go.” Izuku snatched the chilled bottle of white wine that he started last night. Making his way back down the steps, he walked over to the step of plush lounge chairs. “I’m just going to get a tan. No touchies for him.”

Big meanie.

Izuku plopped down and stripped his t-shirt before popping the bottle of wine open. Fuck a glass, man. He’s too pissed off for that crap. He brought the bottle to his lips and drank down two big gulps, moaning slightly at the crisp citrus taste coating his tongue. This was one of the best wines he’s ever had.

It didn’t take long for the bottle to go empty and the anger to drip from his body. Now, that he wasn’t angry at his husband... he was horny and tired.

 “It’s too hot.” Now logically somewhere in his brain, he knew if he was too hot that he should just head inside the AC house or take a cool shower but right now, he was pretty tipsy. So, what does he do? He stands up and shimmies off his swim trunks. Izuku sighed as the sunlight hit his bare ass cheeks.

Izuku adjusted the back of the lounger, laying it down flat then climbed on top with his bare ass for the world to see. The issue was Katsuki kept him up most of the night last night... and it didn’t take him long to fall asleep.

Katsuki sighed for the tenth time. This meeting was taking way too fucking long and the idiots were being fucking idiots. He was on his honeymoon for fuck’s sake and managed to piss off his husband four days in.

 “Look, I think we’re done here. Send these to Mr. Aizawa and he will look them over.”

 “Mr. Bakugo, please. There must be a way to lower—”

Katsuki scuffed, “It’s either to take what I offer, or you tank even lower. I expect the proposal signed by the end of day and sent to Mr. Aizawa or you will have to find another company.” He slammed the laptop shut with a sigh.

Fuck. That was shitty... now where the hell is his husband?

 “Bunny?” He called out to the very quiet house as he opened the door to the office. He frowned. Where the fuck is he? “I swear to motherfucking Jesus himself if you left this house I will shove my fist up your ass.”

Katsuki attempted fisting one time and Izuku called fucking red on him. He’d never do it to him again but a cute little threat to get his brat to listen is helpful. Because Izuku can be the biggest brat of all time which pissed him off.

 “Izuku.” He called out in a firm tone. “Don’t you fucking dare play games with me!” Katsuki warned. Silence. Silence was the only thing that greeted him. “Motherfucker.” Stomping through the house, he checked every single room, closet and even under the beds. Izuku wasn’t in the house so if he wasn’t inside, he had to be outside.

Katsuki scowled as he headed to the back door and stopped on the deck. His red eyes scanned the beach and ocean for any sign of green curls. “Where the fuck—” Finally, his eyes landed on a pair of tan freckled legs. “There you fucking are, bunny.”

He was getting too old for a game of chase.

Rushing down the steps, he walked over to his husband. When he gets his damn hands on this man, he was going to spank him just for the chase. Seriously. Did Izuku forget that he’s in his forties? He’s fit and all but fuck. He’s on vacation.

 “Izuku...” He trailed off.

There laid his husband... butt ass fucking naked for everyone to fucking see. Katsuki quickly glanced around the beach to make sure no one was around and stormed over to him. He was dripping with rage.

That ass was only for his fucking eyes. He brought his hand up to spank his fucking ass, but he stopped. No. He needed to take a different approach to this. “You wanna play, bunny... let’s fucking play.” Katsuki carefully climbed onto the lounger, knees pinning Izuku’s thighs together. Slowly, he lowered himself onto Izuku’s calves. His bunny hummed lightly but continued to sleep.

 “Oh, sweet bunny... I hope you learn your lesson.” Katsuki smirked and spotted the wine bottle lying in the sand, empty. “I fucking see now. You’re drunk.” Even better. Katsuki lightly ran his fingertips over his soft, warm skin. He counted every single freckle until he got to his bare ass. “This is mine.”

SMACK

His palm stung slightly from the hit but he loved watching Izuku’s ass jiggle back into place and turn a lovely shade of pink with a slight outline of his hand.

Izuku yelped, wide awake and tried to roll over but Katsuki’s legs held him in place. “K-Kachan?!”

 “Did you have a nice nap, sweetheart?” Katsuki leaned down on top of him and hooked his finger in the abandoned swim trunks, lifting them from the sand. “Want to explain to me why you took these off?”

He watched the man below him become confused. Izuku frowned trying to figure out it. Katsuki was nice and decided to help him. He smacked his bare cheek again before dipping a finger between his cheeks. “T-Those are mine!”

 “Oh yeah, bunny.” He growled, nipping at his ear. “This ass is mine, baby, no one else gets the pleasure of seeing it.”

Izuku—being a brat—rolled his eyes, “Kachan, it’s a private beach. Calm down.” Calm down. Calm. Down. CALM DOWN

 “What if Hawks saw?! What if some asshole got onto the beach!?” He snarled, slapping his hand down firmly on his ass cheek. “This is fucking mine!”

Izuku yelped again, finding no pleasure in the hard slaps coming to his ass. It wasn’t play time this time. Katsuki was livid beyond belief. “O-Ow!”

 “What’s wrong, baby? You don’t like your punishment?” He cooed, rubbing his palm over the heated skin. “You do the damn crime, you do the time.”

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

 “K-Katsuki! I-I—no more! Please! N-No more!” Katsuki clenched his hand into a fist, letting the pain ground him. The skin felt hot and tight every time he opened and closed his hand.

 “I...” Katsuki climbed of his husband and draped a towel across his lower half.

 “Kachan! Wait!” Izuku called after him, but he was already on the steps and inside. What the fuck was wrong with him?! He’s never had the urge to spank him like that. “Kachan!”

Katsuki ducked into the first room with a door and shut it, flipping the lock. That was a huge no-no between them but he couldn’t trust himself. Katsuki was possessive of his husband. He didn’t want to share or anyone to see what was underneath. No one should ever see his golden skin littered with freckles. Only him.

 “Kachan?” Izuku jiggled the door handle then slammed his body against the door. “I work out too asshole so unlock it or I’m breaking in.”

Katsuki ran the stinging hand through his hair, “Just go—I need a damn minute!” He choked out. God, he was going to forever be a fuck up!

Izuku slammed his body harder into the wood. The hinges groaned slightly, and the molding snapped slightly under the pressure. “No. You are going to tell me what the hell is going on! That wasn’t normal! You never spank my ass like that!”

 “I know, Zu...”

A soft thud came from the other side of the door, “Look... I didn’t mean to take off my shorts.” Izuku said softly, “I wasn’t trying to show what’s yours to everyone.” Katsuki shook his head, gripping his hair hard enough to make it hurt. He hurt him. He laid his hand— “You are sinking to a place I can’t reach you, baby. Open the door.”

Against everything screaming at him in his head, he took the two steps and flipped the lock. The door slowly opened, and he was met by his husband’s loving emerald gaze. “Hey.”

Katsuki pressed his lips in a tight line and stuffed his fists into his pockets. Nothing he could say would take back what he did.

 “I’m sorry I took off my swim trunks.” Izuku said, coming into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. “I was mad... at you and I shouldn’t have been.” He ran the tip of his tongue over his bottom lip, nervously. “I drank wine and well...” He laughed a little, “You know how well that goes.”

 “That doesn’t excuse what I did.” He grumbled.

Izuku tilted his head, looking up at him with loving eyes. “No but that’s what communication is for.” Katsuki scowled. It’s the one thing he’s fucking bad at. If it’s anything personal, might as well cut his tongue off. “You know I like it when you spank me. You know that, Kachan.” He nodded a bit. “But you were never angry when you did it. That’s the difference. Like I don’t drink wine when I’m upset, I do stupid shit.” Katsuki’s lips turned up just a little. “I got naked on a beach. My fault.

 “I know it’s a hard pass when it comes to other seeing my naked and I respect that.” Izuku smiled brightly up at him, pressing his hand to his chest. “I’m not mad or hurt or upset with you. I was scared and worried about you.”

Katsuki looked down at the hand on his chest. He didn’t deserve this angel. Not one bit. “I’m sorry, Zu... I let my anger take control. I never want to hurt you.”

Izuku—being a sunshine boy—smiled even brighter and slid his hand around to his back, plastering his chest to his own. “I know, Kachan!” Unwillingly, Katsuki pulled his hands from his pockets and wrapped his arms around the shorter man. “Maybe you should be punished.”

 “Yeah right.” Katsuki snorted loudly. “Like a cute bunny like you could punish me.”

 “Wanna bet?”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow. This was interesting. Izuku didn’t normally want control in the bedroom. It was his domain, so it intrigued him, nonetheless. “My love, you can’t win this kind of bet.”

A flicker of determination turned on like a light in his emerald eyes. “But... daddy.” He cooed sweetly, fingers gripping his back tightly. “If you win... I’ll do whatever your heart desires.”

There was one fucking thing he wanted, one thing he’s dreamed of. “Bullshit.” He spat lightly, growling down at his husband. “You told me no.”

Izuku smiled happily, “I did but I’m gonna win so it doesn’t matter.”

 “And if you win?”

 “What is exactly allowed on the table?” This fucking little shit.

Katsuki groaned slightly. “Anything but something going up my ass. That will forever be a hard pass.” Izuku started to draw small circles along his shoulders, sending a shiver down his spine. “Baby boy?”

Katsuki rolled his eyes but nodded.

 “Fucking deal. If you can get me off in the next five minutes, you win.” Izuku’s eyes lit up. “Calm down, bunny. It’s not going to fucking happen.”

Izuku giggled and suddenly pushed him back onto the guest bed. “Rule number one! You can’t touch! Hands behind your head!” Katsuki chuckled, pushing up on the bed until his head hit a pillow. He decided to entertain his little bunny’s excitement and followed his demands. “Rule number two! Give in.”

Katsuki snorted out a deep laugh, “Okay, baby. Sure. Whatever you want.” Izuku dropped the towel from around his waist and climbed onto the bed. It didn’t take long for his clothes to come off. Katsuki laid bare, his half hard cock laying against his lower stomach. “You better start a fucking timer.”

 “Alexa! Start a five minute timer.” Izuku laughed and swung his leg over his hips, facing away from him. “Remember... no touching.”

Katsuki’s hands gripped his hair at the scalp. That’s what his plan was all along. Fucking hell. Izuku knew that he was the biggest ass man out there. But Izuku’s ass was like the holy grail. The first time he fucked Izuku from behind, he came almost instantly. Watching this bubble ass jiggle as he pounded into him turned him on beyond anything he’s ever felt.

 “You are playing with fucking fire, baby boy.” He growled lowly in his throat. That perfect ass was sitting right on his chest. Perched just a few inches from where it belonged.

On his fucking face.

Izuku giggled lightly as he grinded his hard cock between his pecs. “Nope, daddy. You’re going to cum for me there.” He bit down on his tongue as his chest was getting warm with pre. “Moan, daddy... moan for me.”

Like fuck he was going— “Fuck, baby!” He moaned loudly, thrusting his hips up into his throat. Izuku has gotten a lot better with deep throating but never once as he taken him into his mouth in one go. “Fuck... yeah.”

Katsuki moaned, gripping his hair tightly. He could follow the rules. No touching. Simple. But what he didn’t see coming was his hips thrusting up into the wet heat of his husband’s mouth. Izuku moaned and gagged slightly on his length only turning him on more and more.

FUCK!

He instantly got lost in his husband’s mouth and moans that... he came way to fucking quick. “Fuck!” Izuku hummed, swallowing down every drip up his cum and pulled off with a happy pop.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

 “Look at that, daddy.” Izuku turned around to give him a bright but smug smile. “I win.”

Fuck me.

Chapter Text

Can he just say that his husband is the sexiest man on Earth?

But maybe too sexy.

Izuku won the bet and there’s been something he’s always wanted to do with Katsuki. As his mama says, he’s a fish out of water and what’s better than a day at a water park! Well, come to find out a lot could go wrong.

Starting with single mothers.

 “Hey sweetie.” Izuku glanced over at the dark haired woman. She was stunning. The light pink two piece swimsuit complimented her sun kissed skin. “Is that your dad?”

Izuku followed her finger to see she was indeed pointing at... his husband. “Yeah, that’s my daddy.” No matter how hard he fought, he couldn’t stop the smirk from coming to his lips. “Why?”

Her instantly brightened. “Is he single? I mean I see a ring on his finger, but I don’t see a woman around protecting her man.”

Izuku laughed under his breath, “Why do all you single ladies just assume because a man doesn’t have a woman hanging from his arm, that he’s single.” Grabbing the two beers from the bar, he turned fully to face her. “That’s my husband and sometimes I call him daddy when he’s fucking me up the ass with his fat dick.” A sweet smile spread across his lips, “Keep your eyes to yourself, honey, you look a little desperate.”

And with that, he turned on his heels and walked back over to his husband. “You’re making the single mom’s drool.”

Katsuki had gotten a light tan since their honeymoon from all the shirtless days on the beach. The black swim shorts hugged his tapered waist, blonde hair slicked back from the water... and the sunglasses just gave him the badass vibe. “Horny fuckers.”

 “The one over there asked if you were my dad.” Katsuki laughed, plucking the cold beer from his left hand.

 “And you answered with...?”

Izuku turned to face his husband and fell into his chest lightly, “Of course I told her you are my daddy.” Katsuki just shook his head and wrapped an arm around his waist tightly. “Her face was priceless.”

 “You jealous little minx.”

 “But you love it.” Izuku countered and nuzzled his cheek against his bare chest, soaking in the warmth from his body. “Love you, daddy.”

Katsuki swore under his breath but kissed his curls, “I love you too, baby.” Izuku leaned heavily into him, sighing in content when the fingers on his back slowly rubbed circles in his hip. “Ready to go home, baby?”

 “Mhmm.”

He felt Katsuki relax slightly as he pulled him to the locker room. Izuku would never admit it out loud but he was exhausted. They went straight from the beach house to the water park on their last day off. Katsuki knew that he would be busy playing catch up the next week so why not get the bet out of the way.

The maid took their bags the second they stepped foot in the door. He wanted to protest but Katsuki pulled him up the stairs and into their bedroom. For some reason the second he saw the bed, he was hit exhaustion.

 “Tired, Kachan...” He mumbled.

Katsuki hummed in his ear and bent enough to pick him up like a toddler. “I noticed on the plane.” Flying was not his thing, so he was way too anxious to sleep. Izuku sighed again, letting his husband bear the weight of his body. “Fuck. You got heavy.” He’s a liar. “I want you to take tomorrow off, okay? Sleep in. Do something with fucking Denks. He’s already been bitching that I stole his new daddy from him.”

Izuku nuzzled his nose into the crook of his next. “My daddy.” Katsuki’s shoulders shook lightly with laughter as he crossed the room. “We sleep?” He murmured.

 “I gotta get some fucking work done, Zu but I’ll come to bed soon.” Izuku whined and made grabby hands as he was laid down on the soft sheets. “I’ll be back, sweetheart.” Katsuki smiled and kissed his hands before tucking him into bed.

God, he was a sucker for this man.

 “Wow.” Izuku rolled his eyes, sipping on his pineapple rum. “He actually let you out of the house?”

Denki laughed loudly, already drunk off his ass. “Dad doesn’t know he’s at the sex club!” Hitoshi chuckled darkly. “Don’t get any ideas baby.”

 “I was just going to ask if he wanted to warm my cock.” Hitoshi whispered sending a shiver down his spine. Back when Denki and him first met Hitoshi... they experimented. Izuku didn’t like the idea of fucking in public but he has the biggest cockwarming kink ever. The weight on his tongue. The way his body relaxed into the warmth of the other person.

He liked it. A lot.

Hitoshi and him only did it a few times here and there when he was stressed about school. Denki was fucked out on the couch getting aftercare and... Hitoshi offered it. Denki didn’t mind sharing just for cockwarming and Izuku wasn’t going past that.

 “Toshi, I-I'm married.” He whispered behind his glass. There was no reason for Izuku to be stressed about anything. Nothing. He’s married to the man of his dreams. Just spent an amazing two weeks on his honeymoon and spent a day at the water park.

But Katsuki hasn’t texted, called or anything at all today and it was driving him bat shit crazy.

 “And?” The lilac eyes stared into him. “I’ll help you out since you are Denki’s new step daddy.” Denki giggled and cuddled into his Dom's side, nuzzling his nose into his armpit like a weirdo. “Come.”

Izuku’s body stiffened into the leather of the couch. He had way too much rum tonight. “I’m not c-cheatin—”

Hitoshi shook his head slowly. All of his purple hair was pulled back into a low bun on the nape of his neck. That’s how everyone knew he was Dom Hitoshi. “Sweetheart, I’d never make you do anything you don’t want to do. I just want to help you relax.”

“   Toshi would never hurt you, Zu.” Denki cooed softly. “He’s a good dom.”

Izuku knew that. He’s seen it. “W-What do you w-want me... to do?” Hitoshi offered him a soft smile and patted his thigh with his free hand. The other hand was gently running up and down his boyfriend’s spine, lovingly.

Slowly as his body took control and his brain said goodbye, he slid off the couch and onto his knees. Crawling over to the dom, he placed himself right between the man’s parted legs and looked up at him. “You’re so pretty, sweetheart. Why don’t you lay your cheek on my thigh and if you fall, I’ll catch you.”

Subplace was one of his rare comforts.

Izuku didn’t just fall with anyone. Hitoshi was a pro at it and took amazing care of him. Katsuki was the next one and he was just as amazing. Laying his cheek against his thigh, he sighed softly, feeling the soft fabric against his face. Hitoshi softly spoke to his boyfriend as his hand ran through his curls, racking them away from his face.

Hitoshi’s nails scratched against his head down to his neck and back again. Minute by minute he could feel his mind going fuzzy and the stress had left every cell in his body. “Hey old man.” Izuku hummed in response, but fingers gently caressed his cheek, calming him down instantly. “I have a very pretty little bunny as you call him here and he’s dying for something to fill his mouth.” Hitoshi laughed softly, running his finger over his nose and along his lips. “Better hurry... don’t know how much longer I can hold back his pretty mouth.”

Denki sighed happily, “He’s going to murder you.”

 “Well, he should know when his sub is stressed and needs to let go.”

 “Dad’s busy and you know, Zuku, he doesn’t like to burden anyone.” Izuku’s eyes fluttered closed, listening to the small conversation. “Zu doesn’t sleep well, ya know.”

Hitoshi scowled, “Someone needs to tell him about his sleep walking.” If Izuku wasn’t slipping further and further into the warm fuzzy darkness, he would have questioned the hell out of them.

 “Dad’s trying to figure out how. He thinks...”

Izuku whined slightly as his body was moved. Strong familiar hands gently shifted him around and something hot poked his lips. “Open, bunny.” Izuku parted his lips on command. He moaned the second he felt his husband’s semi hard cock lay against his tongue. “Good boy, baby.” He shivered slightly at the praise.

My daddy...

 “You need to take better care of him.”

Katsuki scowled above him, “What the fuck are you talking about?” Izuku whined and whimpered at his harsh tone, but the blonde was quick to sooth him back down with a hand in his curls.

 “Dad, Zu doesn’t like mean words.” Denki mumbled before lifting his eyes to his. The amber eyes glanced from his face to his cock then back. “Dang dad, does your dick shrink with age?”

 “Shut it, small dick.” Katsuki shot back with no bite in his voice. “Still don’t fucking get why you parade around naked.”

 “True.” Hitoshi chimed in, “Back to Zu. You know him, he stresses, worries and lets his anxiety get the damn best of him.”

The older man sighed. Half in pleasure as he suckled softly on his cock and the other half in defeat. “Swear I don’t even know him.”

 “Dad... he just hides it to make everyone’s life better.” Denki explained softly. “His dad’s a cop. Mom was a nurse. Only child. Uncle Hisashi is cool and all but gave Izuku the tough guy shit all through middle school and to college.

 “Why do you fucking think the dumbass has two degrees?”

Katsuki gently began to massage his temples. Both of his thumbs moved in different directions slowly. “I knew he was tough but didn’t know it was like that.”

Hitoshi or someone sighed in the group. “Look, Zu came here when it got too much for him to handle. Cockwarming is his favorite. He gets to pleasure someone else and escape the world.”

 “Praise kink!” Denki sang happily.

The two of them went about telling stories of their times at the club but Izuku was fully slipping deeper, and Katsuki was there, ready to catch him. “I got you, bunny.”

Katsuki sighed through his nose when he saw his husband asleep warming his cock. “He’s asleep.” Hitoshi nodded and glanced down at Denki who was also asleep in his arms. “Sometimes I can’t fucking read him.”

 “He’s a tough cookie.” The younger man said, “But he’s got cues and shit. You just got to read them.”

 “Yeah, yeah...”

 “Seriously, Katsuki.” He shrugged a shoulder, “You’ll know. And on that note, I’m taking my kitten home.”

The blonde nodded, giving Denki one good glance over but the faint smile on his lips told him enough. His son was happy. “Take care of him, troll hair.” Hitoshi nodded his head firmly before leaving for one of the aftercare rooms to get Denki dressed. Turning to his husband, he sighed, “You’ll be the death of me, baby boy.”

Izuku suckled softly, drool pooling on his sweats but he didn’t have the heart to care. Izuku looked so peaceful. Every night on their honeymoon, Izuku would spend an hour or two of the night tossing and turning to the point of tears.

Night terrors.

On top of all that, he found Izuku sleep walking down to the beach. Even in his sleep, he’s fucking trying to swim. He tried to ask Izuku about it the following morning, but he didn’t remember a damn thing. Katsuki pulled out his phone, keeping on hand in his husband’s curls and answered some work shit that needed to get done before the morning

A few hours went by. His ass was numb, and he knew Izuku’s knees were probably killing him. “Baby boy?” He whispered sweetly as he ran his knuckles over his cheek. “It’s time to come back to me.” Izuku whined. “I know, baby, I know but I want to see your eyes.” His lids fluttered a little then he met the most perfect shade of Emerald he’d ever seen.

Izuku pulled away and sat back on his hunches, wiping the leftover drool from his cheek. “K... Kachan?” he asked, confused.

 “Troll called and said you needed me.” Katsuki tucked his soft cock back into his dark sweats and ran his hands over his thighs. His husband stared at him with a puzzling gaze then glanced around the room. “Izuku, you should have just asked.”

A small pout came to his plush lips, “You were busy a-and I was fine until Toshi u-used that stupid voice on me.”

This man was going to send him into an early grave. “How about we pick one day a week where you can destress?” Izuku lifted his head fully and met his eyes. The little bunny nodded eagerly and climbed up into his lap. “Fucking good. Now can we get the hell out of here? It smells like ass.”

 “You can fuck my ass when we get home.”

Katsuki may have broken a few speed limits.