I Hate(Love) You

I cook, I feed you!

Word count: 725

Rubbing his hands together he follows after his boyfriend inside taking his shoes off at the door. “What were you doing in there and why don’t you have a coat? Are you trying to catch a cold!?” Bakugou takes off his gear from his arms, placing them on the coffee table carefully. “L-looking over a case and well….I left my c-coat at home.” I shivered and giggled nervously.

“Tch- typical….You can borrow mine when you leave for work. I have someone else covering my shift tonight.” He stretches walking back to his room grabbing his gear. “Um..did you eat yet?” Midoriya takes a seat on the couch nervously while hearing a “No!” from the end of the hallway. He couldn’t pinpoint why he always had these nervous fronts for no reason.

Few moments passed and Izuku thought of a great idea. He rushed over to the kitchen and decided to make some food for him since he didn’t eat yet. Bakugou had cabinets full of ingredients- he could make anything! But he settled on white rice and teriyaki chicken with mixed vegetables.

Now The fun part….how the hell do you cook that? He grabs his phone and starts looking up how to cook the chicken. White rice and mixed vegetables were fine but the chicken may prove to be troublesome. “Does he like chicken like that? What if he’s allergic? Oh, wait what if he goes straight to sleep? Maybe I shoul- GAHH! Ow ow ow! Hot grease!” I grab my hand and rinse it underneath some water.

“Deku! What the hell are you doing?” He yells from the shower making me jump splashing water on my shirt and I hurriedly turn the water off and the stove. “U-um nothing Kacchan!” Thank the chicken lords it didn’t burn but I think I should add more soy sauce. After cleaning up the kitchen Izuku went and fixed his boyfriend's plate, setting it on the table. He slips on his shoes for a moment and walks out to get his textbooks from his car.

Midoriya walks back inside, shivering again but soon warmed up. Bakugou came down the hallway from his room to the living room. Midoriya places his shoes back neatly near the entryway. Both his hands were bandaged again, this is the 3rd time this month he has to bandage his hands. Bakugou always brushes it off but Midoriya can tell he’s overworking himself. “Katsuki!” Midoriya puffs his cheeks as his lover looks at him baffled. “I’m going to feed you!” He slammed his books down on the table.

Bakugou Pov
Did….IS THIS NERD CRAZY?!!? “Why the hell would I let you do that?!?! I can feed my damn self! This means nothing!” He holds up his hands gesturing to the bandages. No way am I letting him do something like that, I’m not a fucking baby! “Sorry kacchan, but you have been careless with your body as of lately. I’m not backing down until you let me. I don’t t-think it would taste that b-bad….you know…”

“Don’t you pull that crap on me! This has nothing to do with how it tastes but why you won’t let me eat my food! I can clean and I can cook, do laundry- SO I CAN FUCKING EAT MY FOOD DAMNIT!” He sits down at the table and starts eating his food aggressively like a hound who hasn’t eaten in weeks. “KACCHAN! DON’T EAT SO FAST YOU’RE GOING TO CHOKE!” the nerd grabs my arm stopping me.

“LET M- GO DA--IT! YOU D--’T TELL ME WH-T I CAN A-D CAN’T DO --U…. ASSHOLE!” understanding mouthful language is a special talent. Broccoli man was right, our pomeranian hand's soon started to ache making bakugou jerk his hands away in pain. Midoriya puffs out his cheeks and grabs the chopsticks, “Katsuki….I’M FEEDING YOU!” he shouts, making a pretty scary face. 

“UGH! FINE! BUT YOU BETTER NOT GO AROUND TELLING ANYONE ABOUT THIS!” Midoriya smiles brightly and jumps on his lover, kissing him on the cheek happily. “WHA!- Wait!” the chair started to topple over and they both landed on top of each other. “S-sorry! K-kacchan, are you alright?” he was straddled over his thighs with a worried expression.