~Assorted BxB Oneshots~

Close To Me~

TODOBAKU SMUT (Top Todo, Bottom Baku)

CW // adoptive brothers au (so like non-blood-relation sort-of-incest), dub-con to con, sex innocent Kat, bit of a corruption kink, nipple play, deepthroating, rough sex, 69

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REQUESTED BY - Fxckkacchan
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Katsuki Todoroki (née Bakugo)

Alone...that's pretty much my favourite place. I consider it a place because I spend so much time there, it's practically my home.

Home isn't a thing I've ever really understood. I guess spending 14 years, 8 months and 23 days living in an orphanage means that home isn't quite an understandable concept.

The last three years of those 14 were the worst; the orphanage was on its last legs, probably because there was only me and two other boys there. We were stuck doing maintenance to the building most days, just ensuring that we had a roof over our heads.

The other boys in there were both pretty reserved, and only one of them frequently spoke to me. The quiet one, Hitoshi his name was, usually just sat on his own in the corner and stared into space, but the other boy was far more talkative.

His name was Shoto Ideguchi, he was a year older than me, and had been through a hell of a lot more fucked up shit. Apparently he'd been brought here by his uncle after both his parents were killed in a terrorist attack that happened when he was three. I don't understand terrorists...they have more than I did back then, so why did they complain?

Regardless, he'd been unluckier than me. Being abandoned here at birth with no memory of any of my family was actually probably the best possible outcome for me. It meant I couldn't exactly miss them.

Shoto and I had talked about all sorts of things, none of them really insightful about the outside world. He didn't really know much more than me, although it was fun to think about with him sometimes. Every now and then, usually in the winter, we'd end up huddled for warmth, our beds shifted together so that our flimsy duvets weren't the only things we had to depend on. Hitoshi had occasionally joined us, although it was never for long. It was usually just myself and Shoto, huddled there, trying to keep warm in the freezing cold room.

This may be why we were so surprised when, at the ages of 14 and 15 respectively, we both ended up with the same family. The Todoroki's. An influential family who's fortune was derived from the corporate success of Enji Todoroki, the businessman who had adopted us. His wife had unfortunately passed a year ago, and had always wanted children, so as soon as the opportunity arose, he honoured her wish by adopting the two of us.

We were pretty happy to be together at our new home, as it gave us a comforting sense of familiarity in the oh so unfamiliar walls of the mansion we had been brought to. It was a damn sight, more impressive in every aspect than the rundown orphanage that was all the two of us had known. Our first night, we'd instinctually clung to each other, ignoring one of the two beds that had been prepared for us.

It was a weird thought to look back on - seeing us now as adults, still living with Enji, although only temporarily. Shoto was going to be moving into his own apartment soon, and I was going to be joining him for a short while until I was ready to join the corporation. He was to take over from Enji as soon as he retired, and I was to be his assistant. That wasn't something I was bothered by, and am more than happy to fulfil any role I am given.