Man-Whore Neighbor | BakuDeku .𝟐 ✔

Chapter 3: The Talk

No one's perspective

It was the first day of college, and Izuku was excited. Usually, people aren't ready to start school again because they want to sleep all day and party all night. But not in this case. Izuku was prepared to begin taking classes and learning. He was no ordinary kid; yet again, no one is. 

It was seven in the morning when Izuku was leaving the dorm and going to the cafe outside the building. He thought getting an early coffee and a slice of bread was the best breakfast before class. 

Once he ordered, he stood aside to let the other people call. As he waited, he looked around the campus and saw multiple people outside, either getting coffee, exercising, or chilling on the grass. And in one of those areas, Izuku saw Bakugou with Kirishima and some other guys at the other coffee shop on campus. The greenette grabbed his order and started heading towards Bakugou when he stopped as he saw a pair of girls approach them.

Usually, Izuku doesn't care about who hangs around Bakugou because he knows he likes him. But a part of him retained himself from going. His feet moved on his own as he turned around and started heading back to the coffee shop when suddenly, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him and the low voice of Bakugou in his ear.

"Morning," The blond says in Izuku's ear before kissing his neck. He twirls the boys around and looks into his emerald-tired eyes. The blond didn't question much further because he was happy to see his man, 

"O-oh, morning Katsuki," Izuku says with a small smile and a tilt of his head. Bakugou shrugs it off before smiling at him and touching the boy's cold face.

"What class do you have?" Bakugou asks as he heats his hands before placing them on Izuku's cheeks, cupping his face. Izuku giggled before leaning in to kiss him, yet Bakugou backed away. "Not here," the blond said in a low tone. 

"Why not? There's hardly anyone around," Izuku says with a shocked look. "Wait, are you embarrassed to kiss me in public?" Izuku pulls his face out of Bakugou's grip. He raises his warm hand to his edges and sips before the male speaks.

"Hell no! I prefer to do these things privately," Bakugou responds as he approaches the boy again. Izuku backed away and swallowed his coffee. 

"Oh, so when you were with tons of girls, you had no problem showing the whole damn world. But when it has to do with a boy, you feel ashamed, don't you?" Izuku says a bit harshly. Bakugou grits his teeth before grabbing both arms and pulling him closer.

"Listen here, smart mouth. That was the old me, the person who didn't want anything to do with you," Bakugou says, a tad pissed off. "But you know what? I'm not that person anymore, so don't base the past on the present. Got it?" The blond continues as his eyes pierce Izuku's soul. 

"G-got it..." Izuku said as he lowered his head. Bakugou sighed and let go of Izuku; once people's eyes started to look at them with wonder and confusion, Izuku took the initiative and left Bakugou alone as he returned to the building to head to his class. 

The petite boy walked into his first class with a sad expression. He thought Bakugou wouldn't have a problem showing the world that Izuku is his, but... not enough to do so. Izuku sat in the fourth row from the chalkboard and set his bookbag on the side of his chair, taking out his notebook and pen. 

Izuku started to doodle on the first page before they sat in different spots. The boy instinct made him look up to see a boy sitting beside him. He had black hair sticking up to the side with a white bandana that caused a blue pattern. The boy looked over at Izuku and smiled.