BNHA : Gay Ass One Shots

Undivided Attention - Seroroki

About 2 years ago today, I wrote my first chapter, 'Never Again' and started from there. I remember getting my first comment and my first vote and at first I thought it was my friends because we started wattpad together and she knew I was writing and stuff. I didn't believe her when she said it wasn't and then I got a few more and just in a few months, my book was at 400 reads. I was freaking out.

I thought this was cool that I made it from writing for fun and getting at least a thousand reads on this book to gaining over 800 followers, friends from here, and 1 million reads on something I wasn't expecting to blow up. That goes for my other stories too, they have over a thousand too. I don't know what to say but wow

Includes;
- Gang au.
- Murder.
- I'm not even gonna put Language. There's always gonna be language
- Unedited chapter

(3rd Person)

Todoroki sat there cleaning the table as people walked in and out of his strip club.

Denki sat across from him, laying on his arm with his eyes shut and his mouth slightly open.

"Denki, get up. Your shift isn't over yet. Come on, let me fix your tie."

"Can't, I'm dead." Kaminari didn't move, sitting in place until a new customer walked in, only then did he open his eyes to see if the customer was cute or not before closing them again.

"Alright, guess I'm gonna have to give your pay check to Shinsou because he's actually working for it." Todoroki said, eyeing the purple haired male who had punched a guy for trying to get into one of their dancer's rooms.

"I can get paid for punching people?"

"You can get paid for doing your job and not arguing with me all the time."

Denki groaned in annoyance before standing up. "Annoying, I'm tired and exhausted and sick and cold and frustrated and hungry and bored and sad and lonely and worn out and disgusted."

"Got it, thanks for that info. Nothing I could do about it." Denki glared at him, tossing a shrimp at the others face just before the entrance door was thrown open and the voices quieted down.

"Oh look, Bakugou's here. Hey bitch! What the fuck are doing here? You're not allowed on our property, we have a restraining order." Denki mumbled as he sat on the counter, crossing his legs and staring over at the other with an unreadable look.

Bakugou looked over at him and started walking forward with a scowl on his face. "The fuck did you just say to me?"

Bakugou was now in front of the other's face, glaring down at the smaller.

"Your breath smells like cheetos."

Bakugou grabbed the other's neck, slamming him against the counter as hard as he could, knocking a few shot glasses down and watching them shatter to the floor. Todoroki stepped back from the mess, not wanting to get in the way.

"Kacchan. You'll ruin his perfect face. Can't afford that." Deku had walked in, taking off his gloves and putting them in his back pocket. He smiled, waving his fingers at the taller male behind the counter. "Hi, Todoroki~"

The other didn't say anything, trying to ignore them both as he started cleaning glasses. "Please let him go, he still hasn't finished his shift."

Bakugou looked at him, glared before dragging him off the counter but not letting go. "I think I'll hold onto him for the night."

Todoroki was about to say something before Midoriya cut him off. "That's fine, Kacchan. I'm sure Shouto won't have a problem with it."

The taller bit his lip, before going back to cleaning. He hadn't noticed when Midoriya walked up to him until there were hands on his hips, pulling him back slightly.