Man-Whore Neighbor | BakuDeku .𝟐 ✔

Chapter 13: Finding Out pt.2

No one's perspective

Izuku got off the bus when it stopped and went to his boyfriend's apartment, where he first moved and met Bakugou. The boy looks both ways before crossing the street and arriving at the entrance to the building, where the friendly receptionist greets him. Izuku tells her the number and person he is there to see to inform her where he is going. I hope he is okay; I find it weird that he hasn't texted me; Izuku wonders as he enters the elevator and awaits the doors to close.

The moment the doors open, Izuku sprints down the hallway. He makes it to Bakugou's section when he stops and admires his old room. Room 314, one door next to his boyfriend. He sighs with all the memories flooding his head when the door suddenly opens. A girl with bright purple hair stumbles upon Izuku, taken aback by her presence.

"E-excuse me," Izuku spoke as he bowed before her, shuffling his feet toward Bakugou's apartment.

She says nothing but a quiet hum in acknowledgment. She pulls the door behind her. She placed her earbuds in her ears and walked away from the boy. Izuku couldn't help but lift an eyebrow at her exercise wear.

The door to Bakugou's room suddenly opens, surprising Izuku as he jumps back from his boyfriend's stance. Izuku unhunches himself and smiles with wide open arms for a hug, but Bakugou doesn't comply. He sighed and walked back into his room, almost instantly slamming the door in his face.

"Wait! —" Izuku yells as he slides his foot in between the door to keep it open, hurting himself from Bakugou's excellent super strength. The blond feels the pain from his boyfriend and lets go of the door to allow him in.

"Katsuki, is everything okay? You didn't reply to my texts or calls, so I got worried and came here..." Izuku says as he walks into his apartment and closes the door behind him. Bakugou sits at the edge of his bed, head hanging low with puffy cheeks.

"My phone died, and I couldn't find the damn charger," Bakugou replies, sniffling in silence, not wanting Izuku to hear.

"Okay, since I'm here, why don't we...." Izuku bits down on his bottom lip before sitting on Bakugou's lap and wrapping his arms around his neck. "...get back to our business—"

"Stop," Bakugou says as he grabs Izuku's arms from his neck and throws them away. His eyes gazed upon Izuku's. "I'm not in the mood,"

"But Kachaan, I miss you and your amigos—"

"I told you to stop calling them that!" Bakugou interrupts Izuku. The blond brings down his gaze and sighs. He releases his grip from Izuku's arms and rests them upon his legs. Meanwhile, the brunette smiles fondly, playing with his boyfriends' hair.

"Kachaan, you can talk to me, remember? Anything on your mind...you can trust me," Izuku says with care in his tone. He brings his hand underneath Bakugous' chin and lifts his face, looking deeply into his eyes; He makes a move. 

Izuku leans forward and lays his edges upon Bakugou's to show support and care. He only meant it slightly longer than a peck, but Bakugou didn't see it that way. He brought Izuku's face closer to his as he was about to part ways, his firm hand trailing behind Izuku's neck. The green-haired boy smiled in the kiss and complied by closing his eyes and running his hands through his spiky yet soft locks. 

Nonetheless, both individuals eventually need air to breathe. Bakugou pulls away first. He gently opened his eyes, and in front of him was the man he couldn't dream of being his. He was captivated by everything about him. Bakugou stared at Izuku while he slowly fluttered his eyes open, and all the blond could see was an empty soul.