𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ (BakuDeku)

☆THREE☆

PORNSTAR
Chapter Three: Izuku's Job
Word Count: 1345
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When Katsuki accepted Izuku into his apartment, and let him become his roommate, he wasn't expecting the greenette to be so damn annoying. The constant rambling about a famous children's comic book - All Might. And the way Izuku never shut up about the song he loved so much: Bad Romance. Bakugou didn't understand why he was so interested by the two things, since he found All Might quite childish and Lady Gaga's songs terrible. Yet, he found himself listening to every word the greenette had to say about the two subjects. Not that he enjoyed it, though. 

"Welcome home." Midoriya greeted, approaching the front door where Katsuki had just walked through. 

"Hey." He muttered, kicking his shoes off as he entered the illuminated kitchen. 

"How was work? You got home later than expected." Midoriya pointed out, taking a seat on a stool next to their counter. He had only been staying with Katsuki for thirteen days now, and the blonde usually always got home around seven at night. But now, it was nearly 11 o'clock. 

"Overtime." The blonde shrugged, too tired to explain how his boss had forced him to stay to fill out some more files. Working in accounting wasn't always fun. It was an easy enough job, and a place where you weren't too stressed. But on days like these, Katsuki wished he wouldn't have to work at all. 

The blonde looked sat on a stool as well, leaning back with as he exhaled. He looked down, meeting green eyes who seemed to wait for something. With a sign, he sat straight again before speaking up. 

"What about you, how was your day?" He questioned, knowing damn well he'd get nothing but rambling in return. 

"Ah, it was alright. I put in some more hours too! I started working earlier than expected this morning, so I have a total of 3 extra hours today. I also did the laundry for you, I noticed the basket in the bathroom was getting a bit full so I did a few loads. And since you got home late, I already ate some leftovers from the fridge. Did you eat?" Izuku began, earning a nod from the blonde. One thing he liked about his new roommate, was that the greenette was quite responsible and knew how to clean well. He took care of the chores while he was gone, he worked as much as he could, and was very responsible when it came to saving money and spending it. One thing he disliked about him was his annoying voice, and how much he spoke. 
"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't eat anything." The greenette smiled. Katsuki sighed, running his hand through blonde locks. 

"Can you... Please, shut up. I have one hell of a fucking headache, and I just want to sleep." He mumbled, watching the other's smile fade away. 

"Oh, yeah. Sure." Izuku softly smiled, tilting his head as he watched his exhausted friend waltz away into his bedroom. The blonde closed the door behind him, leaving Izuku alone in the kitchen. The greenette sighed, noticing Katsuki hadn't even bothered to brush his teeth before heading to bed. "You must really be exhausted." He whispered, pushing himself off the stool. He made his way to the front door, locking in before switching off the light in the kitchen. He then made his way off to his own bedroom, closing the door as well. 

He crawled into bed, pulling his laptop onto his lap as he flipped it open. He had worked all day, and he too was very tired. He hadn't told Katsuki about his job, fearing Bakugou would kick him out like every other roommate he had in the past 3 years. Sure, the last roommate he had was his own boyfriend, but the man broke up with him and forced him to leave their home due to his work.  

After graduating from high school, Izuku moved out of his mom's house and projected himself into the adult world. In his head, everything would work out perfect. Only, he found himself living with his best friend and jobless for several weeks after that. His bed friend eventually became bothered by his presence as she wanted to have her own space as well, so she told him he'd have to get a job and pay the bills too. However, once he tried to find a good paying job, he never managed to land one. He had no experience and nothing going for him other than having graduated high school. 

Somehow, he found himself contemplating prostitution and stripping. He heard it paid well and he knew a few places were hiring in town, but he wasn't ready to sell his body to random people off the streets. 

So, how exactly had he found himself in the porn industry? Filming himself having sex with men he barely knew? He remembered walking into the bar to apply for the stripping position, then being approached by a suited man. He could clearly remember the offer he was handed - to become a pornstar for the world's most used pornography site. He recalled refusing the offer a few times before he was told how much it paid. Filming a fifteen-minute-long video would be able to pay him a thousand dollars. How he could he refuse? 

He broke the news to his friend, Ochako, who immediately kicked him out. She didn't agree with Izuku's choices one bit, and found it was a shameful thing to do. A horrible offer to accept, no matter the amount of money involved. Thankfully, she didn't break up their friendship but did reduce the amount of times they got to see each other. 

He remembered the first roommate he had after that, and how sweet the guy was. He really did enjoy his presence and felt bad for lying to him. And, as expected, when he found out about Midoriya's occupation, he kicked him out as well. This went on for several other roommates. And, eventually, Izuku found himself falling for a guy he had met at a local supermarket. He somehow managed to hide his job from him, but that became a struggle when he was offered to move in with him. Izuku couldn't refuse and accepted to move in with his partner, but was soon dumped when his boyfriend found out about Izuku's job. 

Every time he'd be thrown out the door, and every time someone broke all ties with him just because of his stupid occupation, it hurt him. He knew he was known as slutty for becoming a pornstar, but it still hurt every time someone would judge him off of that and that alone. He was still a human being, after all, and even though he was treated like nothing but a sex toy at work, he still had feelings. He didn't always enjoy spreading his legs to people his manager picked out for him, but he had to do it. In front of seven cameras and three different light sources. This was his job, and thirty-eight thousand people enjoyed watching him in action, supporting his online account and liking each of his videos. Interacting in each of his livestreams, and gifting things to him over the web. He couldn't just quit; he had been doing this for nearly three years now. 

This was his life, and all he could do now was try his very best to keep Katsuki from finding out about his sexual activities. And even if he did and ended up moving somewhere else, it would simply end up being a different filming set for him. Another place to spread his legs again. 

"Such a fucking pain." The greenette sighed, pouting as he brought his knees to his chest. He trailed his finger of the pad on his laptop, finally posting the hour-long video he had filmed today. He struggled to crack a smile as a few likes immediately popped up, the number of views going up as well.
"Fucking perverts."