From Rivals to Romance

Bakugo's Feelings

Bakugo grumbled while hand washing the green lingerie he had put on his realistic looking sex doll. The blonde was a little embarrassed to have made it very clear that he was using the doll as a substitute for Deku. Some of his viewers had caught on and were begging him to do a real life colab with the greenette. That he would be the perfect partner for popping Deku's cherry.

He barked with laughter at that. As if Deku was still a virgin. Nobody who acts that way on camera could be. Although the thought of being Deku's first lover did appeal to him. He couldn't help the smirk that curled up the side of his mouth as he pictured taking the greenette hard, giving him more pleasure than those toys ever had.

He scrubbed harder with frustration, unwilling to admit that Deku is a great streamer. Deku's show is something that his will never be. Personal. When he watches, and he did, he felt like those emerald eyes were speaking directly to him and only him. He particularly loved it when Deku had worn the lingerie set that he had sent him anonymously. Seeing the greenette prancing around showing his perfect ass as he thanked his fan for the gift made Bakugo hard. He couldn't help but message the tiny male and confess that he looked cute in that tiny bit of lace.

Once he finished cleaning up after his show, he checked his bank account making sure he had enough extra spending money to buy a couple of new beach outfits for next week's business vacation. He wanted to look good in front on the people who are taking care of him and his show.

"Stop lying" he scolded himself "You know you want to look good for Deku". All the talent and big wigs were invited to the Bahamas and that definitely included that emerald eyed twink. Bakugo knew he would be able to pick Deku out of a crowd in an instant. He has memorized every inch of that slender body, freckles and those damn beautiful eyes.

He grabbed his keys and headed over to the mall to pick up some new swim trunks, shorts, casual pants and nice shirts for the evening dinners. The blonde hates shopping, but forced himself since he really did want to look good for Deku.

But why? What was he hoping would happen between the two? Deku has never mentioned getting together or even showing their whole faces. Does Deku even want to have anything to do with him on this trip? What if he does, then what? Bakugo sat in his car and really thought about what kind of relationship he wanted with his fellow streamer.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, Dude" he chided himself. "Deku might be a real nut job. His personality could be annoying as fuck".

He hung his head knowing full well that that wouldn't be the case. After all of the messages and pictures the two had sent each other, Bakugo knew that there was something special there, but the two of them had set an invisible boundary that they didn't want to cross.

But this vacation could be the perfect opportunity to take that relationship to the next level and maybe even the last level. They could become lovers. Katsuki huffed in exasperation thinking about his personality and how he would probably piss off the greenette before anything good could happen. He has a tendency for putting his foot in his mouth and keeping it there.

Hope blazed in his heart at the mere fact that so far his temper hadn't scared off Deku. The twink just threw his jokes and roasts right back in his face giving as good as he got. Katsuki really liked that about Deku. He felt like he could be himself and the smaller male seemed not to mind. But there is a difference between putting up with someone over messages and one who is right in front of you.

"Whatever" he sighed exasperatingly. After finding everything he needed, the blonde went to the gym for his everyday weight training routine. He needed to work off some of this tension and sexual frustration.

"Hi" a good looking guy smiled suggestively next to Bakugo by the free weights. "I've seen you here often. Your body is really nice".

"Fuck off" was his only response. Maybe if his head wasn't full of emerald eyes and perfectly round ass, would Bakugo consider fucking this rando, but he didn't want anybody but Deku. He cursed, slamming the weights down, wondering when he had started to catch feelings for that little shit. In a few short days, all his questions would be answered. This trip could be the start of something wonderful or crash and burn. Bakugo hoped it was the former and not the latter.