BakuDeku/KatsuDeku One Shots

🍋Shorts👌 Part 2

(A/N): I didn't know that I was going to write this, but I was reading the last one and I think that Katsuki deserves a turn. Lemme know what else you guys wanna see down in the comments! 😁

Deku was devastated once his report card was handed to him. Every single class had a barely passing grade. He had been too busy sparring with Katsuki and his grades suffered for it. He held the paper solemnly as the blonde in question turned around, snatching it from him. "Let's see how much better I am this time." he said as he compared their grades side by side. "Kacchan wait-"

"What the hell? You expect to be my rival with these shitty grades? What happened?" he asked, masking his concern for his classmate. Deku looked down, hiding the frown on his face. "We've been sparring a lot, Kacchan. It took up all of my study time." he said.

Katsuki's face fell as he looked over the report card again. He had stayed up a lot later than usual to study for his classes and get all of his homework done, but Deku didn't have the stamina right after a sparring match. But he still demanded Deku to spar every single time he was mildly frustrated by his classmates, his teachers and the world in general.

"I'll tutor you."

"What?"

"I'm not gonna say it again, idiot. My dorm at 4. Don't be late."

Izuku looked dazed for most of the day, muttering softly in random intervals. "What does he mean? Is he actually going to tutor me? There's no way. This is a trick, right?" He went on like this for the rest of the school day until it came time for him to meet with Katsuki. He brought all of his textbooks and notes from his classes, unsure what you would bring to a tutoring session. But, as he walked in the door, he caught Katsuki in a compromising position.

Mina had forced Katsuki to wear some of her new homemade merchandise, hoping that if he modeled for her she could sell it for more. He had a bright red blush on his face which matched the green and red t shirt that was modeled after Izuku's hero costume. He also wore a pair of red, spandex shorts with a thin black trim. His back was turned to the door and Izuku was not prepared for the glorious view that was presented before him.

"Shit! I told you that I was busy, Racoon Eyes!" Katsuki shouted at the pink skinned girl. She was taking several pictures with her phone when she noticed Izuku's presence, smirking and taking a quick picture of his flushed face. "Well, well, well. It looks like someone likes the view from back there. Thanks for the photos, Bakugo. I'll let you know about that 15% revenue." she said slyly as she quickly slipped past Izuku and out of the room.

Katsuki sighed, hiding his flushed face from the green haired boy. "I'm gonna ch-" Katsuki stopped as he noticed Izuku's bright red face. Even though the boy's cheeks were red he couldn't seem to stop staring at Katsuki. His porcelain skin that contrasted the green and red outfit. The flush on his cheeks that matched his shorts. His tight, tight shorts. Izuku was too distracted by the tight cloth accentuating his perfect figure to realize the smirk on Katsuki's lips.

"Wow, Deku. I didn't realize that you were a perv." Katsuki said, crossing his arms with a smug grin on his face. "W-what? I-I-I'm not! I was j-just surprised." Deku defended as he finally tore his eyes away from Katsuki's barely covered nether regions. Katsuki's eyebrow raised skeptically. "You know, we never really talked about the 'incident' after that damn half and half showed up." he said, stepping closer to the flushed broccoli.

"I-i-incident? W-what incident?" Izuku asked, slowly lifting his books to cover his red face.

"You know. The shorts incident." Katsuki said, his voice going lower as he came closer to Izuku, his hand reaching out for the book that covered Izuku's embarrassed expression.

"Oh... Th-that incident."

"And it seems that you're now in my shoes, Deku. How does it feel to be on the other end?" Katsuki took the book away from him.

"Y-you got me Kacchan! I-I-I get it now! Can you p-please go change?" Izuku rambled, his eyes trained on the floor and his temperature growing hotter with each step that Katsuki took. Izuku stepped back only to find a closed door flat against his back. Katsuki placed a hand on the wall next to Izuku's head and used the other to grab his chin, turning his head to face him. "Do you really want me to change, Deku?" Katsuki asked in a husky voice, their faces only inches apart. Izuku's cheeks turned a shade that matched the blonde's striking eyes, the same eyes that stared into his.

For the first time in Izuku's life, he was completely silent. Billions of thoughts raced through his head but when Izuku opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out. Was it fear? Embarrassment? Or was it the visible tension that thickened when Katsuki glanced at his lips.

Katsuki didn't give any warning before he leaned in further and gently pressed their lips together. Izuku stood still as he found his lips molding against Katsuki's. The action felt so wrong, yet so right. Katsuki pulled away quickly as he realized what he had just done but Izuku pulled him back, tugging at his tight shirt to pull his toned body closer. They were both lost in the moment as they relished the feeling of their lips melding together, their bodies desperately searching for the same satisfaction.

In this moment, they weren't rivals. They weren't nemeses, classmates or friends. They were warm. Complete. Together.

They both pulled away for air and Izuku noticed Katsuki's shorts becoming even tighter than before. His blush returned but he didn't hide it. Katsuki bit his lip as he stared at Izuku's now swollen lips. "So you do like my outfit." Katsuki stated smugly, teasing the boy. Izuku only tugged at the hem of his shirt. "I think it would look better on the floor."

Neither of them got any studying done that night. It was that day that the two boys realized just how far they would go for a simple pair of short shorts.