If he's anything like me - BakuDeku

Bakugou Closeted Katsuki

"We found traces of Sertraline in his bloodstream," the doctor told Inko, "but he doesn't seem to have a prescription. Also, the quirk that suddenly manifested a month ago is completely gone. It's like he's a whole different person."

"Well, this didn't turn out how I wanted it to," Izuku grumbled. "They think I'm a drug addict."

Katsuki snickered. "That's what you get, cocky bastard."

Izuku smacked the blonde over the head, scowling at him. "Don't forget I can kick your ass, Kat."

"Yeah right," Katsuki grumbled. "When did quirkless people get so annoying?"

"Around the same time blonde people got so fucking bratty."

"I'll kill you!"

"I'd like to see you try!"

"Boys, please," Inko said. "We're talking."

Katsuki and Izuku both muttered an apology. "Look, the best course of action is to find a way back before I get this Izuku into any more trouble. Since you think you're so fucking smart, how about you come up with some ideas?"

"How the fuck would I know?" Katsuki snapped. "You're the idiot that got yourself into this situation!"

"Ah, you're right! I think I remember hearing that I can go back after I kill your stupid ass!"

"Boys!" Inko cried. "Seriously!"

They muttered another apology and decided to whisper this time.

"Maybe it was some kinda freaky quirk," Katsuki suggested.

Izuku shook his head. "That's too predictable plot-wise. The author has got to be more creative than that."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Izuku rolled his eyes. "Meta shit. Your dumbass wouldn't understand."

"You're so weird."

"Yeah, but my Kat likes it."

"That's gay."

"Open your eyes, you closeted homosexual."

"I'm not—"

"Nope, we are not having this conversation right now. I've had the biggest crush on my Katsuki since we were kids, and now that we're both at Yuuei and on the right track with little to no drama, I was finally gonna confess. But no! Of course not! I had to get shoved into a new reality where you're a total fuck nugget!" he whisper-yelled, jabbing his index finger into Katsuki's chest.

"Uh, your homo problems aren't my fault!" Katsuki whisper-yelled back. "That's all you! Maybe the universe decided the world didn't need any more fags."

Izuku scowled. "I'm gonna let that slide because I know on the inside, you're a raging homosexual."

"I am not a homosexual."

"You watch Rupal's Drag Race, you play Stardew valley, and you listen to the Hamilton soundtrack in the shower. Your resting pose is with your hand on your hip, your hero costume includes thick eyeliner, and your favorite color is orange. If you're not gay, then neither is Elton John."

Katsuki pouted but he didn't argue. "You know too much about me."

"And you know too much about me," Izuku beamed. "Look at that. A match made in heaven."

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Do you flirt this much with your Katsuki?"

Izuku smiled. "I try, but it's a little more awkward to flirt with your real crush versus a stupid knockoff asshole version. Plus, he's pretty dense. At least with me."

"Well, he must like you a lot to put up with your mouth," Katsuki grumbled. "You never shut up."

Izuku froze, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. "Really?"

Katsuki grimaced. "Really what?"

"You think he likes me?"

"What— well, uh, yeah, but... I mean..."

Izuku's sweet smile melted into a devious smirk. "You're projecting. You have a crush on your Izuku. But Ass Might—"

"All Might."

"Yeah, whatever. Same thing. He made you believe weak people are worthless, so you felt the need to trample on Izuku rather than value him. Jeez, you are quite the charity case."

"I'm going to kill you."

"Feisty," Izuku teased.

"I'm serious," Katsuki growled.

"Oh no," Izuku gasped. "Bad dog, get down. Well, you're more like an angry kitten. Should I get the spray bottle or are you going to behave?"

"I swear to God—"

"Alright, son, you're good to go," the doctor interrupted. "Since you didn't overdose, and the medication isn't illegal, there isn't much we can do. I advise you to stop taking medication that isn't prescribed to you, of course, because overtime it could negatively affect your body. And of course the person giving you those meds needs to be turned into the police. But we can figure that out later. I'm sure you boys want to get home and have some dinner. It's getting late after all."

"Thank you so much, doctor," Inko said. "For seeing us on such short notice and for being so kind."

"Oh of course, Ms Midoriya! Anything for a gorgeous lady like yourself."

Izuku and Katsuki both pretended to gag. "Anyway, mom," Izuku said. "Let's get back home."

"Yeah, Mrs. Midoriya," Katsuki blurted. "My parents are probably wondering where I am."

"You didn't call them? Katsuki!" Inko scolded.

Katsuki shrugged. "I forgot."

Inko sighed. "Alright, let's get you back home then. Thanks again, doctor. Goodbye."

The doctor hummed dreamily. "Yes, goodbye."

Izuku kicked him in the shins on the way out.