From Rivals to Romance

Dynamite

Dynamite-

"Blah, blah, blah, yammer, yammer, yammer. Doesn't this guy ever fucking shut up?!" Katsuki thought trying hard not to look as bored as he feels. He was on another disastrous first date with a guy he had met at the gym. He wasn't really Katsuki's type, but he figured what the hell. "Now I'm gonna have to switch the gym I go to..again".

This guy seemed to pick up on the blonde's disinterest, he smiled softly before thanking him for agreeing to go out then excused himself. Bakugo was pleasantly surprised to go home with a dry shirt. Usually he ends up with a cocktail to the face after telling his date, not kindly, that they weren't his type.

Katsuki glanced down at his watch, seeing that it was only 7, he shot a text over to his best friend that he would be over in 20 minutes. His phone dinged a response to bring snacks and beer. "Fucking cheap ass Kiri" he chuckled getting into his sleek black Porsche. "Hey Baby" he said rubbing the steering wheel of the car he treasures "Let's get the fuck out of here".

Katsuki came from a respectable middle class family. He had the whole, mom, dad, kid, dog with a white picket fence kind of home life. His good looks helped him gain friends easily, but his personality soon scared off the majority leaving him with a handful of close friends. That was all he needed anyway.

He started as a Camboy after watching a couple streamers and figured he could do so much better. "I'm sex on a fucking stick compared to these shitty extras". Katsuki's ego comes from his rock hard muscles and his much larger than average penis. He makes sure to keep his skin moisturized and flawless. Fans hate seeing imperfections on their wet dreams.

Its hard work maintaining his physique but so worth it. Driving around in his Porsche reminds him of his hard work and determination to make something of himself. Katsuki makes a decent living being a camboy. His average yearly salary is about $500,000. He's saved up every penny to be able to afford his Baby. He lived at home, never ate out (unless the extra was paying) and rode his bike instead of paying for a bus. He really did scrimp and save every penny. He actually cried when he was handed the keys to his dream car.

Now things are different. He lives in a modest one-bedroom apartment that has an office with a gorgeous view of the city. Katsuki could definitely afford a better place, but he still has the mindset that this all could end at any time and he needs to think about his future. He couldn't be a camboy forever. He didn't want to be. He hoped one day he would meet the right guy and settle down, hold an average job and live happily comfortable.

His face scrunched up thinking about the advice from some corporate stooge at the entertainment network he streams for that had given him sage advice that he, at the time, threw back in the guy's face. Mr. Midoriya had advised him to invest his money wisely. Not to keep all his money in a savings account and diversify his assets.

One thing about Katsuki Bakugo is that he hates to be told what to do and how to do it. He didn't want to admit that he didn't know the first thing about stocks and bonds, but hell would freeze over before admitting it to that soft voice over his phone. The next day he had been given a new advisor and that woman had given him the business card to a respectable financial advisor. Together with that advisor, Katsuki had managed to make sound investments and his wealth grew over the last two years.

Being a camboy was ok, but Katsuki really wanted to be an actor. He had a few modeling gigs every once in a while to get his face out there, but his reputation as a hot head made producers not want to hire him for more than a commercial now and then. The blonde knew he had to curb his attitude, but no amount of counseling seemed to help. It was just his personality. He is as an asshole.

His old hag would tease him saying he needs a good man with a shit ton of patience to tame his inner beast. A good man. Katsuki would give anything to come home and flop down on the couch and cuddle with someone. He may be an asshole, but he has a romantic side as well. He just didn't really know who that kind of person could be. None of his dates every went anywhere except maybe the occasional fuck. Right after he would leave without even looking back. It might have been fun at the time, but left him empty afterward.

"Hey dude". His friend Kirishima smiled at him waving him in eagerly, taking the case of beer out of his hand. "I've got Denki waiting for us online. Are you ready for an epic night of gaming?".

"You are so fucking lame, Shitty Hair, but yeah, I guess I am".

Kiri gave him a toothy grin punching the blonde's shoulder lightly. "You sure I'm the lame one? Shouldn't you be on a date right now?".

"Shut the fuck up and break open a beer for me". They spent the rest of the evening drinking, gaming and eating snacks Katsuki knew he would need to be at the gym for at least two hours to work off. He didn't want to think about that too much. He just wanted to relax and have fun tonight. Tomorrow the latest ranking numbers came out and he hoped that he would finally claim the number 1 spot from that Twink Deku.

He woke up and wasn't surprised to see a message from that freckled face fuck mocking him. He took out his dick that was rock hard thanks to morning wood and snapped a picture of it. He sent it to Deku with a message.

"Why don't you come sit on this bad boy and tell me if you still think I'm number 2, I guarantee you'll be screaming my name and tossing those toys away begging me to fuck you again and again. Once you get a taste you'll be addicted and Your show will not only turn to shit, but you'll cancel it all together. What do you say Twinkle Toes? You wanna taste?".

Katsuki snarled when he got a response. It was a picture of Deku's mouth licking a dildo. "Sorry, but this guy is a sure thing. I've seen your show and I'm afraid you'll be satisfied faster than I will".