Conflagration

Chapter 4

"Fuck- say my name."

"Baku-"

"No, my name you fuckwit."

"K-at... Katsuki~!"

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Izuku jolted awake, panting and sporting the fifth case of morning wood since what he'd begun referring to as 'that night'. It may have seemed okay if it weren't for the fact that it'd been only a few days since the phone call, and the barista had even gotten reports from his roommates that he'd been making noise in his sleep as well.

He wiped the sweat off of his brow, his chest rising and falling quickly as he looked down at the very noticeable tent in the blanket that was covering. Izuku sat up and threw the cover off of himself, glancing at the digital clock on his nightstand.

12:06 pm 

He gasped, grabbing his phone and tensing at the man's missed calls and unanswered texts from Bakugo.

Bakugo K: Where the hell are you nerd? 11:35 am

Bakugo K: Hello? SHOW THE FUCK UP!!! 11:40 am

Bakugo K: Fine. Imma drink ur coffee 11:55 am

Bakugo K: Ur utterly fucked next time I see you. 12:03 pm

Izuku typed faster than he ever had in his life, walking to the bathroom with his eyes glued to his phone and crying out when he stubbed his toe on a wall. He dropped his phone, and in his fumble to grab it, he pressed the call button. Oh shit.

"Where the fuck are you, hah?!" Bakugo's angry yell echoed out of Izuku's speaker, loud enough for the nervous man to hear it even with his phone's normally low sound settings. "I'm gonna kick your dumbass to Africa!"

Izuku stammered, quickly picking up his phone and limping his way to the bathroom. "I-I uh, slept in. I'm sorry Kat- Bakugo-san."

"Slept in?!"

Thank God he didn't notice my slip-up.

 "What the fuck were you dreaming about that was important enough for you to miss our strictly scheduled-" The man on the other line cut himself off and growled lowly before covering the mic. It wasn't enough to silence his words, but it muffled him slightly. Sounded like he was telling someone off for interrupting him. After a few heated sentences, Bakugo uncovered the mic and huffed. "Fucking prick, telling me how to talk. Anyways, I don't care what you were dreaming about! Just bring your ass before I have to find you and drag you here."

Izuku shivered, sighing and turning on the shower. "Give me... 20 minutes?" He asked, immediately regretting it from the growl he heard on the other end of the line.

"15, and if you're any later I'll skin you."

"Bakugo-san, that's-"

"Clock starts now, bitch."

The line went dead, and Izuku stared at the phone in shock. He hadn't expected Katsuki to be so serious about punctuality. He glanced at the clock on his phone before setting it on the bathroom counter and stepping into the shower.

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Play 'easily - bruno major'

Izuku walked into the small coffee shop, feeling like a spy. He'd stopped going to other cafes once he landed the job at the Brisk, so it felt weird to be visiting a 'rival' of sorts. He glanced around, wincing once he spotted the blond male.