**A/N: Hey, this is my first 'short' oneshot. What you need to know;
*Everyone's around 23 years old, so they all graduated UA.
*Kirishima, Kaminari, Bakugou and Izuku shared an apartment, until Kiri and Denki moved out.
*Baku and Izu go to the same agency, but they have different 'wings', if that makes sense. Izuku's on the rescue team and Bakugou, on the offense team.
If u have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!! I hope you like this story!**
3rd person POV:
Izuku rubbed his eyes and yawned, rolling to his side.
The only sound was his breathing and the low hum of the heater.
He was waiting... Waiting...
His phone started to vibrate on his bedside table, signaling his alarm. Deku reached over and switched it off. He stared at the ceiling for a minute, lost in thought.
He missed hearing Kaminari beating down his door at this hour, and he missed Kirishima's Tteokbokki on random Thursdays. It's not like he never saw his friends, but things had been busy lately, and he didn't have time for anything anymore. He still half-expected Denki to burst in his room, screaming at the top of his lungs. They weren't teenagers anymore, but with Kaminari, you just didn't know.
Izuku sighed and finally pushed himself up from his bed. His back was sore and his eyes were burning, but he tried to ignore it.
The man got to his feet, did some quick stretches and quickly went to get dressed. He figured Katsuki had already left for work since he woke up an hour earlier than him.
Yes, they lived together.
It was weird how well they finally got along, considering how much they 'hated' each other's company. But Deku grew on Katsuki and Katsuki grew on Deku. And now it was normal for them. Almost like a routine. Deku would come back home later, to where Bakugou had already set the table for dinner.
Izuku couldn't 'cook for shit', as Katsuki so gracefully put it. But they split chores and their life wasn't too bad.
It was quiet without Denki and Kirishima, but Izuku wasn't too bothered.
Midoriya walked over to his bathroom, where he got changed and brushed his teeth. He made sure to fix his room and close the lights before leaving. Walking through the narrow hallway, he rubbed his face, sure he had dark circles under his eyes. Izuku entered the kitchen and spotted a small box on the kitchen table. He grinned as his heart skipped a beat.
Sweet, Izuku picked it up and smiled down at it. It was still warm and he could smell the food.
"That's your lunch, dipshit."
Deku yelled, almost dropping the box. He held it to his chest and whirled around, his eyes wide, searching the dark.
"Breakfast's on the counter," Katsuki was sprawled across the floor of the living room, on his back. He didn't move.
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