Izuku was sitting in his room sorting through some pictures and documents. when he heard a knock at his door. He muttered, "Please don't be fucking Bakugou," and stood up, heading for the door. "Yes?" Sero was standing in front of him when he fully opened the door; his wrist, face, and arms were all bruised. He looked down and whispered, "H-help," his eyes wet with tears.
Izuku took Sero in his arms and led him into the room, where he locked the doors. "What happened to you?" Izuku asked, carrying him to the bathroom. He shook and said, "M-my ex," fumbling with the silver ring Izuki had given him for his birthday, which was hanging around his neck. Izuku put him down on the sink and went to get his first aid kit. He started giving first aid and asked for the arms. "How long?" Izuku questioned while bandaging his arms. As he said, "3 weeks," he saw Izuku clench his jaw. "You should have told me when it happened for the first time. Why didn't you?" Izuku began the treatment on his other arm.
Having accomplished this for himself numerous times, he was swift. "I didn't want to annoy you." Sero looked down at his now-bandaged arms. "Plus, Uraraka said that I should stay away from her boyfriend," he continued.
Izuku sighed and raised Sero's head. "Uraraka keeps saying that, but it's not true. I'm not dating her," he said. Izuku muttered as he gently leaned closer to Sero's face and stared deeply into the single, deep-brown eyes that appeared to stare right back at him. Actually, despite never expressing their feelings, both of them have felt something for one another. Izuku only withheld the information from Sero because he was dating someone and appeared to be very happy about it, while Uraraka made it known to everyone that they were dating. Izuku leaned in and gave Sero's forehead a tender kiss. "How about we get you some rest?" He took hold of the smaller man and wrapped his legs around his waist.
Izuku shifted his notebooks, papers, and computer off the bed before lying down on it holding Sero in his arms. Using just his fingertips, he gently rubbed Sero's back. Izuku's presence made Sero feel safe and at ease, which helped him unwind and drift off into his subconscious. Izuku grinned as he picked up his phone and texted the dekusquad GC—a group created without Uraraka because she was a bitch baby about killing and other things of the vigilante sort—giving them the ex's location and a payment of $20,000 to be divided among the three of them. This was done while Sero was fast asleep. They swiftly agreed to the position and erased all traces of it from their phones. Izuku lay there after that with a despising grin on his face. He kissed Sero's forehead and said, "Good night, my little spider," before slipping into his own thoughts.
Aside from Sero's phone's silent notifications, it was a quiet night. However, they abruptly stopped. They were sent by his ex. He was unconsciously struck by a particular trio while spamming messages on his phone. The messages have been removed and deleted. "Hmm?" he awoke when he stirred in his sleep. He rubbed his eyes to help them become accustomed to the darkness. He sat on Izuku's pelvis. Sero muttered, looking down at Izuku, who was still clinging to the onyx-colored man's waist, "He looks so pretty when he sleeps." It was a firm grasp. He couldn't move, so he considered getting his phone, which was perched on a pillow above Izuku's head alongside a tiny black remote. Due to his limited mobility, he struggled to reach over. He gently rubbed against Izuku, oblivious to the moans that came from his mouth. He finally reached for his phone, but before he could, he hit the black remote, causing a wall of sex toys to appear in front of him. He turned red and eventually grabbed his phone before settling back in his original position and feeling the significant bulge beneath him.
"Oh my god, he's massive," he said quietly. "I wonder who was responsible," When he looked down, he noticed deep-emerald eyes staring into his onyx ones. He grabbed his phone firmly and mumbled, "S-sorry." He is able to see the wall of sexual toys better thanks to the small device that illuminates the space. "So you pushed the button, huh?" Izuku rubbed Sero's waist while observing his bright red face and silently nodding. "Are you scared of it?" He questioned with a hint of worry on his face. "N-no" Sero stammeredly made an effort to look somewhere other than at the wall and Izuku. Which was difficult because he could feel both the one in his pants and the one that was still growing beneath him. Izuku thought out loud, closing his mouth immediately after, "I wondered what your moans sounded like." Sero hid under Izuku's shirt after being startled by what happened. He was completely flustered and embarrassed. Izuku experienced a certain sense of pride from knowing that he was the one who created him in that manner. "Don't worry, I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable, and I won't rush you." Izuku said this as he ran his hand down Sero's back.
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