𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ (BakuDeku)

☆SIX☆

PORNSTAR
Chapter Six: Human, Like Everyone Else
Word Count: 1478
☆Enjoy!☆

A shaky sigh escaped Izuku's lips as he looked down to the city in front of him. The sun had set, and the city lights illuminated the entire place beautifully. Although the night was calm, a storm was brewing inside Izuku's mind. His roommate - the best one he'd ever had - had just found out about his job in the porn industry, and seemed pretty pissed about it, too. That's why Midoriya thought it was best to sit on the balcony for a bit, so they could both be alone with their thoughts for a little while. 

The greenette looked down to his legs, hanging off between the railings. He was three stories high, yet the world beneath him seemed so small. As if he was sitting on top of a skyscraper. Or, maybe he was just over-exaggerating. 

"Hey." 

Izuku flinched, turning to face the door that slid open to reveal a blond. He smiled softly, a lump forming in his throat as he watched Katsuki take a seat next to him, handing him a plate of food. A silence roamed as Midoriya grabbed the fork, picking at the veggies in his plate. 

"So..." The blond started, crossing his legs as he propped himself up on his arms. "When were you planning on telling me?" He asked, glancing over to puffy red eyes. It was clear Midoriya wasn't used to talking about this, which is most likely why he got so emotional when Katsuki brought it up.

"I dunno." Izuku shrugged, barely able to squeak the words out. Another long silence occurred, as Midoriya mindlessly played around with the vegetables in his plate, watching the steam go off into the cool air. "I'm sorry." He muttered, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. This wasn't usually this hard. His other roommates had all found out about it, like this. They had all kicked him out, just like this. But this was a little different. Izuku enjoyed Bakugou's presence and had fun with him - he didn't want to lose such a great person. 

"Listen." Bakugou sighed, leaning back as he looked over to city lights. Green eyes trailed over to the blond, taking in his features as he awaited Katsuki's words. "I don't appreciate you hiding this shit from me. You should have just told me from the beginning." The blond shrugged, glancing over to glassy emeralds. 

"But... You would have never let me stay if you would have known, then." Izuku whined, bringing a few peas to his mouth. 

"Well..." Bakugou hissed, seemingly unsure what to respond. He thought for a moment, eventually speaking up once more. "You're human. We all are. We all have our decisions to make and reasons for why we make 'em." He started, glancing over to wide eyes. "I'm not really sure what brought you into that type of thing, you don't seem like the type of dude to sleep around with men on camera for cash. And, I've had a little bit of time to think, and I have an offer for you." Katsuki finished. Midoriya's eyes widened as his lips parted. 

"Yeah?" 

"You've been damn good at hiding this shit. You do it while I'm not home, right?" Bakugou asked, looking over to receive a nod. "As long as I don't have to hear or see any porn in my house, I'll pretend like I don't know shit. Just- Keep doing what you do, on your own time. Not when I'm around." Katsuki scoffed, a smirk growing on his features. He wasn't usually the type to let this kind of thing slide, but he had been getting along with Izuku quite well, and didn't want to go through the struggle of finding another roommate again. 

"Huh? You... Mean it? Really? Why?" Izuku stammered, leaning in a little as tears threatened to fall. This was certainly not what he was expecting, and he didn't quite understand the blond's reasoning. 

"Like I said, we're all human." Katsuki shrugged. "As long as I don't have to witness anything, everything should be fine. Plus, it'd be a shame to lose a roommate like you. I tolerate you." He scoffed at the last part, making Izuku smile wide. 

"Thank you." He squeaked, looking down with a lump in his throat. The two sat in silence as Izuku picked at the dish he was holding. 

"So... Mind telling me about it? Give me some context, so I can understand better?" Bakugou broke the silence, glancing over to green curls. Emeralds met crimsons as Izuku hesitated. "If you don't want to, that's cool too." The blond shrugged, looking back towards the lit city. Midoriya thought for a moment, hesitating before eventually deciding to reply. 

"Well... It's a long story." Izuku muttered, eyeing the plate on his lap. 

"Yeah, and it's just eight o'clock. I've got plenty of time to listen." The blond spoke. Izuku smiled, humming softly. 

"Uhm... Well, it started off when I graduated. I immediately moved in with Ochako, but after a while she said she'd charge me for rent, and kept bugging me about finding a place of my own since she wanted some space for her and her boyfriend." The greenette started. "I did understand where she was coming from, though. I started looking for a place to live. I struggled when it came to finding a low-rent apartment, so I decided to look for a job so I could afford living on my own. I couldn't find a place that was hiring, and one day, Junior approached me and told me about what he did. I was creeped out at first, but when I realized he was offering me a good-paying job and handed me his phone number, I found myself actually considering it. I hated myself for it, though. I couldn't believe I was actually thinking about selling my body online." 

"But... You accepted his offer?" Bakugou asked, looking over to saddened eyes. 

"Yeah. I was desperate, I needed money. I hated going home without any money, or job. Ochako always kept whining about how I got in her way. So, I contacted Junior and asked about it. He explained everything to me. The pay, how it worked, how I was protected and always chose the video themes. How he'd take care of me, at all times. Kind of like an older brother." Izuku shrugged. "I eventually accepted the job, and when Uraraka found out about it, she kicked me out for good. I was lucky enough that I found a roommate quickly, and moved in with him. But, then things got complicated." Izuku whined. 

"They found out." 

"Yeah." The green-haired male nodded. "Every single roommate I had in the span of three months kicked me out within a week. So, I decided to try and hide my job instead of telling them. And, that got a little easier. I stayed with them longer, but everyone came to find out one way or another. And now, a couple years into the porn industry, here I am." Midoriya forced a smile. A short silence roamed. 

"Oh. So, that's why you teared up? You were afraid I'd kick you out..?" Bakugou questioned, watching his friend shake his head. 

"No, I'm just... Ashamed. Whenever someone finds out about it, I feel so... Useless. Like nothing but a cocksleeve that random men use. Like... I'm not worth anything. I've thought about leaving - Quitting the porn stuff. But, Junior has only got 2 other girls he's making money off of. And, I'm afraid that if I leave and try to live a normal life, people will still look at me like I'm a whore." Izuku looked down. Bakugou sighed, leaning back on his elbows as he looked up to the balcony above him. 

"Well, you're not a whore, in my book. You're a human being who had to make a choice. Y'know, there's never a wrong choice, or a bad decision. Everybody does what they think is best for themselves. As long as you're trying your best... As long as you've got a goal that you wish to reach one day and you're trying to reach it, then you're making good decisions." Bakugou explained, looking over to furrowed brows. "It's a little hard to explain. I guess... You just have to give it all you've got, in hopes of ending up where you want to be in the future." The blond shrugged, standing up from where he was sitting. 

"Oh..." Izuku struggled to understand what his friend was saying, but he somewhat found it made sense. 

"Finish your dinner and come back in, will ya? I'm going to bed in half and hour." Katsuki muttered, sliding the glass door open to walk back inside the warm apartment. Izuku smiled, taking a few last bites from his meal.