Feels Better {Dabi x Deku}

What'd You Call Me?

Izuku's POV

I woke up the next morning, exhausted. Living in the same room as Dabi was proving to be more challenging than I thought.

This is how literally every night was becoming:

Me: fast asleep, wrapped in covers, dare I say satisfied with life...

Dabi: Izu are you awake? Izu. Izu. Izu I wanna fuck now. Izu. Hello. Izu.

Now, I'm always down for a good quickie, but it was starting to affect my performance in school. Normally I wouldn't give two fucks about my grades, because I had no intention of graduating, but that old hag of a teacher threatened to call my mom about grades.

If she found out I was falling half my classes...god I'd never hear the end of it.

Rubbing my eyes, I slid off the bed carefully, trying my best not to wake up the angsty, dark-haired teenager laying next to me. It was 4:00 AM on a Saturday, the perfect time to get in some extra training before anyone else woke up. I was tired of their judgemental stares, especially from that bastard Todoroki. It's not even like he looked sad or anything...just so fucking depressed.

Whatever, it's not my problem... I thought, as I shoved my shoes and hoodie on. Turning around one last time to look at my sleeping boyfriend, I crept out of the room and started jogging to the gym.

I opened the large wooden doors, expecting it to be empty...shit.

A dumbfounded Bakugo stared back at me, who was frozen in place. "Uh hey." He said, clearing his throat awkwardly. "Hey." I replied quickly, averting my eyes and grabbing the nearest equipment I could find.

"It's been a while since I've seen you around without that boyfriend of yours." He stared daggers at the walls, continuing to lift his weights.

I sighed, "Bakugo, what'm I supposed to say to that?" In an instant, he was in front of me, his fists trembling from anger.

"What'd you call me?" He growled staring me down.

"Bakugo. It's your fucking name... right?" I stared back, confused as the gap between us began to get smaller.

Suddenly, like a balloon, the anger went out of him, and he stood there looking defeated.

"You used to call me Kacchan."

"We were kids back then. It's not the same anymore." I said, moving back warily. 

"Call me Kacchan." He crept forward, dropping the weights in his hands.

"Bakugo you're being weird..."

"JUST SAY IT GODDAMMIT-"

In an instant, he pushed me against the wall, his hand around my neck...

and kissed me.

A.N// OHOHOOO PLOT TWIST AMIRITE ;) ILL UPDATE AS SOON AS THIS CHAPTER GETS 20 STARS MY LOVELY READERS!! SO MAKE SURE TO VOTE!

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