𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ (BakuDeku)

☆NINE☆

PORNSTAR
Chapter Nine: A New Lifestyle
Word Count: 1105
☆Enjoy!☆

Izuku sighed, covering himself with a blanket as he watched Junior pack his cameras into large black bags. He had thought long and hard about this, and knew he was in love with his roommate. He wasn't sure if Katsuki felt the same, but he knew he had no shot of having any kind of romantic relationship with the blond as long as he was in the porn industry. 

It sounds dumb, throwing away your job for a guy. Especially when you don't even know if he has any interest in you whatsoever. 

But Midoriya thought this was a perfect excuse for leaving the hellish occupation. He wanted a shot at a normal life, with good friends and steady relationship. He wanted a normal job. Something that makes him truly happy. 

"Alright, I'm off." The dark-haired male mumbled, zipping up his last bag. Izuku looked up, green eyes scanning the male. 

"Junior, before you go- Can I talk to you? It's pretty important." The greenette asked, shifting as he pulled more blankets over his lap. Dark eyes met greens as the tall man nodded. 

"Sure, what's up?" He asked, watching Izuku's gloomy expression darken. He waited as the freckled male sighed, fidgeted and muttered to himself, as if he was unsure how to bring the topic up. Junior was a patient guy and he respected Midoriya greatly, which is why he never minded making some time for the short man. 

"I'd like to... Retire. From being a pornstar. I think it's about time I live my own life, y'know..." The green-haired man started, looking down to the silk sheets. He paused as a silence roamed, suddenly broken by his manager's cracking voice. 

"You're quitting?" 

Green eyes widened to the sound of quitting his job. He didn't like the idea of quitting things, but he needed to do this for himself. "I guess... So. I just- I've met this guy, and he's super sweet. I want to shoot my shot with him but I know he'll reject me if I work as a pornstar. I want to get my life together before I ask him out. I've already applied at a few local supermarkets and a fast-food restaurant, too." Midoriya explained, his voice small. "I'm sorry, Junior. I just don't think this is right for me, anymore. I never could have asked for a better manager, and I hope your department grows and makes more money after I leave. But I can't work for you any longer." He rambled, unsure if he made sense. A heavy silence occurred as Izuku became emotional. 

"I see. It sounds like you really like the guy. Sucks that you're leaving, though." The dark-haired man sighed, lowering his eyes. Midoriya looked up, his heart aching to the sight of his friend's saddened expression. 

"I'm sorry." He apologized. Junior snickered, shaking his head with a shrug. 

"Don't be, Izuku. You've got a whole life ahead of you. I'm glad you're realizing that before it's too late. I'll cancel your next shoots and transfer them to the girlies, and your last paycheck will be sent to you by tonight, 'kay?" The dark-haired man smiled, looking up. He was disappointed, losing one of his good workers. Izuku was the main money-maker for his department and having him go would surely bring a financial decrease to him. Which only gave him a reason to hire more people. He surely wouldn't go bankrupt, though. Everybody watches porn at one point, so it's impossible for him to make no money off of his videos. His views might go down, but he's got enough supporters on his female porn actors to make his department keep rolling. 

"Oh, and... Could you delete my account? My profile, and all my videos? I don't want my body to be all over the internet anymore. I know people have downloaded my videos and some folks have posted them on other platforms and all, but I want to reduce the amount of videos of me, y'know?" Izuku asked, looking up. The man nodded, earning a smile from the freckled man. "Thanks for everything, Junior. You were the best manager I ever could have had." Izuku giggled, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. Another silence roamed as the tall man smiled softly. 

"Yeah, thanks for everything you did too, Izuku." 

"Welcome home." Izuku smiled, ruffling his wet hair with the towel he picked from the bathroom. He watched as the blond hummed in response, kicking off his shoes. "How was your day?" 

"Pretty decent. Yours?" The blond replied, looking up to green eyes. His brows furrowed to the sight of a large smile, unsure what to expect. "What is it? Do I have something on my face?" Bakugou muttered, standing up straight as he walked into the kitchen. Izuku shook his head, taking a seat at a nearby stool. 

"No, I have some news." The greenette spoke proudly, earning a confused glance from the other. He watched as his friend took out some leftovers from the fridge, setting it in the microwave. "I quit my job." He added, earning an immediately look from the blond. 

"You serious?" Katsuki asked, after a pause. "Are you fuckin' with me?" 

"No, I'm serious. I decided to give a shot to a normal life. I feel like I deserve better. I don't mean to sound selfish when I talk like this but... Y'know. I'd just like to have a normal job." Midoriya shrugged, looking down with a reddish tint covering his freckled cheeks. "You proud of me?" He giggled teasingly, meeting crimson eyes again. A rare smile appeared on Bakugou's face, butterflies emerging inside Izuku's stomach. 

"Yeah, definitely proud of you. I'm glad you're trying out for a new life. Have you looked into new jobs? I'm not paying the rent on my own." The blond muttered, the microwave beginning to beep as he pulled his warm dinner out. 

"Yeah, I applied online, for a few different places in town. I'm still waiting for news on them, but I have an interview in two days for a clothing store in the mall." Izuku smiled proudly. "Besides, I have some cash saved up to pay for the rent this month." 

"Good." 

"Mhm." Izuku hummed, standing up from his stool. "I'm just so happy. I'm finally going to be able to live like a normal person." He giggled, disappearing into his bedroom. Bakugou scoffed, shaking his head as he picked at his meal. He smiled, something he rarely did. But, somehow, Izuku had managed to make him smile often, lately. 

"Damn nerd."