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Mob boss (DekuBaku) Quirkless Au pt 1

Bakugo had developed quite the drinking and gambling problem. He'd accumulated quite a bit of debt to some less than savory people, he knew he was in dangerous water but he didn't quite seem to understand just how dangerous. He was bartending at a strip club to try and pay off his debt but he always ended up spending all his money on alcohol.

One day at work, an old friend of his came in. A tall green haired man sat at the bar and ordered a drink.

"Hey Kacchan?"

"What?" Bakugo scowled. When they were younger they had been close friends but half way through high school Midoriya inherited his fathers black market fortune and had to manage the whole operation, leaving him little time for friends.

"You know that debt you owe is pretty dangerous right?" Midoriya sighed softly, when he found out about the debt Bakugo had put himself in it broke his heart. He felt it was his fault Bakugo had fallen so far from where he once was.

"Why do you care?" Bakugo dried a glass and put it away "It's not like you cared before.." he grumbled under his breath.

Midoriya knew Bakugo hadn't meant for him to hear it but it was enough for him to know it was indeed his actions and the way he'd abandoned his friend that drove him to where he was.

"I want to make it up to you." Midoriya stared at the glass in his hand, "I should have taken you with me from the beginning but I wanted you to live a normal life. I've only ever wanted to protect you."

"I don't need your protection," Bakugo spat irritated "or your damn pity."

"Kacchan... just hear me out okay?" Midoriya ran his fingers through his green hair.

"Fucking say it then." Bakugo leaned on the counter in front of Midoriya

"Come stay with me. Let me pay your debt, let me make it up to you."

"I don't need your help." Bakugo stood up straight and walked away to help a different customer.

Midoriya wrote a note on a napkin and left a considerable tip before leaving without another word.

Bakugo picked up the note 'here's my address, you're always welcome' he stared at the note. He wanted to crumple it up and toss it but his heart stung at the thought. He gently folded the paper and placed it in his pocket.

After his shift he went back to his tiny shabby apartment. Normally he'd stop by the liquor store but he was too distracted thinking about what Midoriya had told him. He sighed softly as he rolled over. He really missed the green eyed boy. He fell asleep clutching his pillow to his chest.

The next morning he was still too distracted to bring himself to drink or even eat. He spent the day staring at his ceiling or the little napkin Midoriya had written on.

On his way to work that night he got forcefully grabbed and dragged into a dark alley

"Boss wants his money Bakugo." One of the taller thugs pinned Bakugo to the wall

Bakugo tried to get free but the man just gripped him tighter

"Based on your reaction I'm going to assume you don't have it yet."

Bakugo hung his head. He knew better than to resist anymore, knowing it would get him killed.

"Boss has been going pretty easy on you kid, but he's tired of waiting." The man punched Bakugo in the gut, knocking the wind out of him. "You have one week if you don't have the money by then consider yourself dead. If I were you I'd start making funeral arrangements." The four thugs proceeded to beat Bakugo leaving him bloody and crumpled on the ground.