Triad

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galaticlagoon
STUNNING

wafturechild
Wait are you friends with him????

ａｎａｌｏｇｓａｉｎｔ
Y’all are gorgeous, wow

bnhafanart
As expected from The Shining Hero

prohero_amber
How can you be cool with him when you work for Mido? I’m confused

felicityæsthetic
You’re the most beautiful person to me

no.1prohero
wtf?

lady_o
Beautiful

invisiblegirl
WHY ARE YOU BOTH SO PRETTY

embaraci
ew, is this a joke??? you’re only big because of mido

alienqueen.pinky
Gorgeous as always

eternal_tofu
I LOVE YOU, BYE

ｅｘｔｒａ８０ｓ__ｇａｍｅｂｏｙ
Fuck that’s the todomido kid??? No wonder everyone wants him on their knot

sg.chargebolt_
A LOOK

cosmoriparian
i aspire to be this iconic

mariavine
kings

uravity
okay but the power this holds

b.mighty
Lmfao the fact that you both got famous off of TodoMido

fp_grapejuice
Someone tell me how to become their third

nakedevanescent
This energy is everything, fuck what everyone else thinks. Y’all know the truth

Bakugou was only slightly perturbed about the comments under Aoyama’s selfie of them. Not because of the rude ones but because of Mineta (and honestly they worked together what the hell was that short ass perv thinking?). He had also noticed Uraraka’s comment, for a moment he simply stared at it before Hagakure’s words came to mind. Maybe they could be his friends too. He liked them well enough. He was sure everyone would be in a fit over Todoroki and Midoriya’s Pack following him on social media but he could care less.

He had ended up dancing with Takahashi for more than just a dance and was only pulled away when Aoyama found him and decided that he wanted to dance with his friend, hulking Alpha be damned. Takahashi didn’t seem to mind and was very content to sit at the bar and watch.

While he didn’t end up going home with Takahashi, he did end up with the Alpha’s name and number, a step up in normalcy from his first time meeting Midoriya and Todoroki. Aoyama had apparently zero tolerance for alcohol but insisted that his handful of drinks were not enough to bring him down when they in fact were. Bakugou had to half carry, half drag the other Omega back to his apartment. Aoyama had drunkenly insisted on taking the couch, sure that Bakugou’s bed wasn’t big enough for both of them. If Bakugou could fit himself, a six foot Beta, and a seven foot Alpha in a nest in his bed there was no reason he and Aoyama both couldn’t fit. He managed to get Aoyama’s heels and makeup off but after that the golden blonde was dead to the world and Bakugou was certainly not going to bathe him like a five year old.

Bakugou moved on to himself, washing his face of makeup and turning the shower on as hot as it could go before quickly getting in. He took a moment to relax, his head falling back against cool tile. The night of dancing and drinking still had him wound a bit tight. He decided that then was a good a time to try as ever.

He grabbed hold of his cock, stroking slowly. He tried to think about pale skin, dark eyes even darker from lust, blonde hair between his fingers. While Bakugou was sure that the image would be exciting to anybody else his cock remained half hard in his hand, not even a twitch. He let out a frustrated whine. He hadn’t gotten off since Paris and it was starting to get on his nerves. He wanted an orgasm, dammit.