Glasses? [DkBk/ BkDk]

Chapter 12

(Deku's pov)

The next day, I found myself constantly thinking about the previous night: what we done together, our conversation.

Thankfully, my thoughts were interrupted when I head a voice ask
"Deku, you listening?"

Glancing up, I saw a face stare at me -Ururaka.

"S-sorry, I was just thinking about something," I apologised, slouching back in my seat.

Between classes, we had a five minute break to wait for our next teacher to come to arrive. Usually, me and Ururaka would sit and talk during those couple of minutes.

However, I have been so caught up about me and Kacchan that it was hard to sit and listen to Ururaka and participate in the conversation myself, until now.

"Hey," Ururaka whispered, inching close to my ear and reaching out her hand to point at the familiar blond in front of us -Kacchan.

"Look at those marks, do you think they're.."

I took a second to process, staring intently at where she pointed to.

Crap, the hickeys.

I immediately felt my face go bright red before blurting out, "W-What, no! They must be- uhh.. bug bites.."

"Bug bites?" She repeated.

"Mhm!" I replied, nodding aggressively.

I thought Kacchan would've covered them up, especially the ones on his neck. Did he forget? What if other people notice?

"Yo Bakugou!" I heard Kirishima say. Looking over at his direction, I saw Kirishima and Kaminari approach him.

"You got a little something there," Kirishima continued to say, pointing at his own neck for reference.

Bakugou stared in silence before he brought a hand to the mark.

"Wait.. it that a hickey?!" Sero exclaimed.

I felt my stomach physically drop.

I quickly turned my head, looking to see if anyone else had heard. When I did, I saw everyone staring at Kacchan, their mouths dropped open with shock.

"Tch, what's it to you? Jealous you can't get a girl on your dick," Kacchan replied.

At this point, I could literally hear people gasp with surprise -myself included.

Thankfully, Present Mic walked through the door, right in time -stopping the class to ask any other questions.

"Time for English, how about you all whip out your textbooks?" He chimed.

—

That night, I snuck into Kacchan's room, peering around every corner I passed -paranoid someone would see me.

When I finally arrived, Kacchan stood at his door waiting for me. "What's with you creeping around the corridors? You think you're a spy or something?" He asked.

I grabbed his wrist, pulling him inside and closed the door behind us. He glanced at me confused.

"I'm soo sorry. I shouldn't have-"

"Sorry for what?" He asked.

I gave him a blank stare.

"For the hickeys..."

He stared back at me. "I told you to do whatever you want," he replied.

"I-I know but people were asking you questions today and now they think-"

"I couldn't give a shit about what they think. Those extras can look all they want," he grumbled. He then turned around and made his way into the bathroom, I followed behind.

That's when he took off his shirt before tracing his fingers over the marks: the ones on his neck, his chest, the one on his nipple..

"If I'm being honest, I like the way they look," he whispered, looking at himself in the mirror, "don't you?"

"I do," I admitted.

Glancing at him in the mirror, I watched his lip curl as he grinned. Placing a hand on my neck, he made me turn to him.

"I want you to do me here," he rasped.

"Here?" I repeated. Pulling his hand away from me, he placed it onto the counter and bent over.

"I fingered myself before you came, so hurry the fuck up," he ordered, pulling down his pants.

If I wasn't hard before, I definitely was now. I stood behind him, before dropping my pants and thrusted. He gasped out, resting his head against the counter.

I gently grabbed his chin, making him look into the mirror: at himself. I kissed up his neck as he watched.

"F-Fucking kinky bastard," he breathed.

"Says you," I smiled against him, pulling him into me. His back was now straight against me, exposing his neck and chest through the mirror.

I continued to kiss him whilst thrusting, staring at the mirror, at him, at us.

He could barely keep his eyes open, his jaw slacked open, his grip on the counter lessened, his legs slouched. "Gonna.. cum," he moaned.

I buried my face into his neck as we came together.

"Fuck," he breathed, collapsing against me. I held him close, taking a second to catch my breath.

"I need a bath," he mumbled.

"No shower this time?" I questioned.

"I don't think I can stand," he replied.

(Bakugou's pov)

Deku sat me on the toilet as he ran me a bath. Once it filled up, he carried me in, passing me a sponge to wash myself. "What are you doing?" I asked, "get in."

Obviously he obliged, kicking off his pants from his ankles and practically ripped off his shirt. Desperate as always.

He got in, sitting opposite me.

"What do you think those extras will say about these, hm?" I teased, grazing my fingers over the new hickeys on my neck.

He blushed, looking away.

—

Deku stayed for a little while after that, leaving just before it got dark. I watched him creep down the corridor, scared someone will see him.

I'm pretty sure he thinks I don't want anyone to know about this. In a sense he's right: I don't want them to know about everything we're 'doing,' but to be honest, I wouldn't care if they knew out about us.

Anyways, I wouldn't be surprised if those bastards are gossiping about me this very moment.

I was surprised tape face was the one to blurt it out, normally it's Sparky screaming about things like that.

Either way, someone was going to notice the hickeys at one point. It's not like I was trying to hide them.