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Number 5 pro hero, Dynamight, struts down the street. Head held high, with an irritated look plastered on his face. He grumbles as he walks, kicking small pebbles on the sidewalk away from him, as fans turn their heads to watch him as if hes a zoo animal. 

He groans in annoyance as he grinds his teeth and scowls. Boredom practically eating him whole.

A scratching noise comes on his comms, as a male voice speaks,

"Rouge villain on the loose, Baricari Mall, requesting hero Lemi-"

Bakugo's palms launch him forward, as he yells on the comms, "Dynamight on scene, extras!" 

The man on the comm speaks with urgency, and sternly. 

"Dynamight, do NOT move in. I repeat, do NOT move in! Villain is a class 7.2, it will increase danger levels--!"

"Too late, nerd!" Bakugo yells to the comms and mutes it, then slides in the mall with ease.

A huge villain, probably over 7 feet tall, holds a child hostage. 

"STAY BACK, PEBBLES! OR THE CHILD DIES!"

The young girl squirms in his grasp, gasping for air and tears flowing down her cheeks. She looks around 8 years old. 

"HEY! BASTARD!" Dynamight shouts, a grin on his face and adrenaline rushing through his veins. The villain looks over, and Bakugo swiftly analyses his quirk. 

Mutation quirk, Bakugo thinks to himself. Bastard will be easy to take out, 7.2 class my ass!

Bakugo launches himself towards the villains' face, blasting it. The young girl slips from his grip and her mother takes her and runs. The bystanders move to the edges of the mall, making space for the mighty number five to take down the villain. 

All citizens except one. 

A redheaded young man is looking at the fountain water, hair spiked up in all directions with two little spikes in the front that resembles horns, dressed in casual wear. A black T-shirt with a red My Chemical Romance graphic design on it, and black loose cargo pants.

The villain sees the young man and grins, then charges towards him, hitting the ceiling above him and debris falling from the ceiling. 

"GET OUT THE WAY, MORON!" Bakugo yells, and the young man doesn't notice. The man looks up and sees debris falling, way too late. He yelps and covers his head with his arms and they harden into a rocky and spikey texture. Dynamight propells himself forward with his explosions and blasts the debris to dust.

Dynamight wastes no time, and in one swift movement, the villain is down on the ground as police arrive to restrain him. Dynamight stands up, shouts and cheers erupt from the crowd. He scowls, then steps forward, pointing to the redheaded young man who is slowly uncovers himself and stands up.

"Hey! You! You could've gotten yourself killed, moron!" Bakugo shouts to the redheaded citizen. He looks around, then points to himself, tilting his head in confusion, like a damn dog.

Bakugo's eye twitches, as his voice booms throughout the store.

"YEAH! You! Why didn't you move, idiot!? What are you, deaf!?!" 

The other young man smiles, then makes an 'X' with his fingers, and brings them over his ear. 

Well shit, he is deaf. 

A girl with pink skin and yellow horns rushes over, a shopping bag in hand, and grabs the mans' shoulder. 

"Kirishima! Are you okay!? Gods, you need to pay attention!" she signs frantically. 

Bakugo recognizes her immediately.

Ashido Mina, Pinky, number 28 on the hero buildboard. She was in his class in highschool, and now what she likes to call herself, his friend. 

She looks at him, and her eyes widen as she smiles and signs as well as speaks, "Bak- I mean, Dynamight! Funny seeing you here, hun!" she pauses, then bows as she continues. "I'm so sorry for what Kirishima might've caused! He's clinically deaf and doesn't have his hearing aids on him right now... he didn't mean to cause trouble!" 

"It's fine, raccoon eyes. I don't care. Its over and done with." 

Mina blinks, then notices his reddening ears. She smirks, then covers it up with a innocent smile.

"Oh! I see! Thanks!" she says and signs as she slips him a paper. She then grabs Eijiro's shoulders and rushes off. 

Bakugo opens the paper. Its an invitation to a party shes doing this weekend. He sighs and pockets it. 

"Why not..." he mumbles.

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Katsuki walks up to the door of a huge blue house with a massive front yard and garden. He adjusts his orange t-shirt and knocks on the door, tapping his foot to the pavement of the front porch as he waits. He raises his hand to knock once more, before a woman with a head full of short ringlet curly pink hair and those dumbass yellow horns opens the door.

"No way, you actually came..." She whispers to herself, looking bewildered at Katsuki's very much rare appearance. She smiles and takes his hands and pulls him inside, "come in! Come in, hun!"

As she pulls him inside, the whole house is practically flooded with a sea of people. Pro's, friends, even some teachers were in this chaos that Mina calls a 'party'. Familiar faces everywhere. Kpop music and artists like NewJeans and Blackpink blasted on the speakers... disgusting... he thinks to himself, pretending he didn't sing Pink Venom and Super Shy in fluent Korean and full blast in his car on the way there.

Mina notices his sour face and smiles as she chirps happily, "Don't you worry a lil' bit, sweetie! Theres a place for you antisocials upstairs. Its mostly empty if not completely!"

Bakugo scoffs, which is Bakugo for 'thanks' though he'd never admit it. He makes his way through the huge crown and hikes up the stairs of the massive house, once at the top finding a table of food, alcohol, and soda's. As if they predicted someone being up here. He grabs a can of beer before moving on, and the moment he turns, he's greeted with a head of spiked red hair that spikes down the nape of its neck its so long, like a lions' mane almost.

Red eyes turn over to him as the colors of the lights from below make his tanned skin look different colors of blue and pinks. Bakugo awkwardly shifts, Raising his hand to greet him.

"Yo."

He makes sure to say it slower so Eijiro can read his lips, remembering his hearing impairment. Eijiro moves his hair, pointing to his ear. Theres a hearing aid, so he can hear Katsuki just fine. Bakugo sighs in guilty relief, then walks over.

"What'cha doing up here? You seem like a social butterfly." Katsuki asks Eijiro, as the redhead.

Eijiro smiled to the blonde, making hand gestures and small, barely audible mumbles along with them. Katsuki watches in utter confusion at the elaborate gestures, and he didnt catch one word.

"What, you throwing up gang signs or something?" Katsuki asks sarcasically then lets out an amused scoff, while Eijiro's oh-so-bright sunshine smile falters slightly at his comment. Katsuki narrows his eyes, puzzled as to what the redhead seemed offended about.

Katsuki looks to his hand and repeats the sentence to himself, a rush of realization across his face.

That wasn't 'gang signs', that was JSL.

And that sounded super offensive.

"Shit, fuck, I didn't mean- damn it!" Katsuki attempts to recover, but clearly fails. Kirishima seems to understand though, and shrugs it off. He them pulls his phone out, and uses Text To Speech.

"I can speak, but its hard to understand. I can't mimic sounds like how you do, or how someone else does." Eijiro explains. Katsuki grins then shrugs, then says in a challenging tone, "Try me, shitty hair."

Eijiro seemed very happy with that answer, since most just dismiss him and avoid him. Eijiro grins like a little kid, then attempts to speak.

"Can you understand me?"

Is what he would've said. It actually sounded like

"Han hu an er an E?"

Katsuki blinks once, then twice, and takes about a full 30 seconds before he decifers it.

"Yeah, I can understand you. More or less." He says with a shrug, attempting to be flexible and win this challenge he set against himself. He was going to understand Eijiro. Make him feel normal. 

And that wasn't a maybe.

Eijiro's whole face lit up at Katsuki's sentence. Most don't make an effort to try to understand him, let alone talk to him. He's used to it, and yet, he wants to be used to this instead.

**(♡ω♡ ) ~♪**

For the next few hours, it was filled with Eijiro speaking and Katsuki translating each word. Blessed with Eijiro's joy with every word exchanged, imbued with a change that they both adore.

Mina rushes upstairs, and grabs Katsuki's shoulder, bractically screaming, "Karaoke! They're doing karaoke and bet 30,000 yen that you wouldn't sing!"

(30,000 YEN = ABOUT 200 USD)

Katsuki scowls, "You bet I would, I assume? Moron..." Katsuki rolls his eyes, "You give me half and I'll do it."

Mina immediatly shouts "Deal!" and grabs him, hurrying Eijiro along downstairs to join them. Once downstairs, Katsuki finds the culprits of the bet. Sero and Kaminari. Katsuki overhears an add on to the bet, now they want him to sing Kpop since, well, hes fluent in the language. He smirks at them and approaches.

"How much." He says, smirking grin on his face as Kaminari blurts, "2000 added yen, each!"

(2000 YEN = 13 USD)

Katsuki shrugs, since thats all they got he might as well take it. Mostly out of spite, though.

Mina picks the song, and a few denials later, he finds a song he doesn't hate, which is Bakugo for 'favorite song', DOMINO by Stray Kids. Its mostly Korean, as well. He walks up on the stage, and takes a mic, then speaks into it.

"If anyone here records, I will track you down personally and kill you." He threatens, but really, it was a mic test.

He inhales as the music starts, reading the lyrics with ease while most everyone else struggles to translate a word.

**EIJRIO'S POV**

Eijiro watches from the crowd as Katsuki sings the foreign lyrics with ease, his eyes shining in the lights, a grin on his face like he had at the mall when he ran inside to rescue the trapped girl; He was beautiful.

His ears' rang from the loud noises, body desperate to find a quiet area, yet his mind keeping his feet planted. Hypnotised by the voice like a man captivated by a sirens' voice, being held victim to Katsuki's song. A light pink slowly begins to dust over his cheeks at the young blonde's movements. The way his eyes shone in the light, glowing a shades of orange and red with a spark of white light. The way his soft, pink lips moved as he sang. The way his arms and feet moved to the beat, and his hips swayed slightly to each side as he attempted to dance in a discreet way. The way his gentle pale skin seemed to glow as it was caressed and saturated by the lights of the elaborate party.

He couldn't get enough of the sight, his eyes taking it in as if it was his last meal. If Eijiro was gonna die, seeing this man would definetly want to be his last sight.

Eijiro's mind wandered, how would his lips feel against my skin? How would his hips feel as his muscles flex between my fingertips? How would he look without-

Kirishima shakes his head, ridding himself of the R-rated thoughts. Katsuki was a stranger about 6 hours ago! Its completely inappropriate to think such dirty thoughts about someone he just met... hell, did Katsuki even like men?

Did he even like Eijiro at all?

The man looks up as Bakugo continues to sing, hands unclenching as his eyes soften.

Did anyone like Eijiro?

**♩♪♩♬ ♬♩♪♩**

Katsuki steps off the stage, as he searches for Eijiro. The redheaded man stays beside the front door as Katsuki finds him, and approaches. He grins, "Where do you think your going, tall idiot?" Katsuki exclaims to Eijiro, as Kirishima smiles and says,

"I'm gonna take off," Kirishima says. Which, lets be real, sounds a little bit more complex.

Katsuki frowns, "Why? Were having fun." The blonde seems disapointed, but doesnt fight. Eijiro takes out his phone, and exchanges contact info with Bakugo. Bakugo looks at the number on his phone, and Kirishima steps out as he waves goodbye.

Katsuki waves bye, as hes then left alone in the party. And, dispite being used to the loneliness, he cant help but feel a bit sad.