.Those Stupid Red Shoes.

Those Motherfucking shoes, Bakugou would always hate those motherfucking shoes. From the first moment he saw them at three years old when Izuku had stomped his way into the Bakugou home and ran around to show aunt Mitsuki how fast he could go in his new shoes, To the moment Bakugou dies aware that buried in the grave next to him will be those fucking scarlet shoes.

Many a time has Katsuki tried to change Izuku's footwear choice. An attempted Christmas gift of some more fashionably appropriate shoes to this day sit at the back of Izuku's wardrobe begging to be worn, probably drowning in dust and surrounded by multiple fucking pairs of those stupid, idiotic, unfashionably red shoes.  Katsuki had once even attempted to blow the shoes up which only result in himself being exiled to the couch and having to comfort a crying Izuku by buying FOUR MORE PAIRS OF THOSE STUPID FUCKING SHOES. 

Even hand made all might shoes couldn't beat the red monstrosities. So inevitably Bakugou accepted it as one of his boyfriends many oddities and moved on with his life. 

He shouldn't have. He should have kept pestering that stupid nerd until his face turned blue, because now here he was stood in the doorway to his agency in the same exact pair of ugly red shoes. How on earth had it come to this?

He blames it on his idiot friends, if he dare call them that. It was a known fact Katsuki didn't do Saturdays, he had never done Saturdays, from the moment he met the idiot brigade to current day, when questioned about it he always said he needed sleep when realistically he was hanging out with his boyfriend, Izuku.  It wasn't like the Baku squad wasn't aware of Izuku, no one could ignore the quirk-less prodigy that rose through the ranks in the UA support course and was now one of the most successful support agents with a running track record for over analyzing quirks and completing cases before the police could even get their hands on them. No they were very aware of him, especially considering Izuku was best friends with pro hero Shoto. Katsuki and Izuku had decided that they wanted to keep their relationship private, for three reasons:

1) Izuku didn't want to be considered Katsuki's weakness, any villain would be stupid not to attack number 1 Pro hero Katsuki's only weakness and despite being able to take down villains, Izuku didn't want to have to do it everyday, he'd created some very creative headlines that still made Katsuki smirk. 'Pro Hero, Symbol of victory, Dynamight loses fight over green haired twink.'

2) Katsuki liked to keep his private life just that, private. He didn't need anyone poking their noses in where it wasn't needed. 

3) They both agreed that the day 80% of the hero community gets wedding invitations to the Bakugou-Midoriya wedding out of the blue would be one of the funniest days of their lives. 

So yes, everyone knew of Izuku Midoriya, and everyone knew of Bakugou Katsuki, they just didn't know they were a thing, a long term serious 12 year relationship type thing, a 'Katsuki has already bought a ring' type thing. 

But anyways,

Katsuki was busy Saturdays, every Saturday for the past twelve years, it was dedicated Izuku time. And his squad knew Saturdays were a  no-go. SO why on earth they'd decided to show up unannounced at his front door at 10pm on  a Saturday was beyond him. When Katsuki had first heard the doorbell he had been pulled out of the comfortable silence he and Izuku had fallen into. He was lying on top of his boyfriends falling in and out of sleep as the other man muttered and mumbled to himself head hanging over a very battered notebook. (thanks to his partner Hatsume) Izuku hadn't even noticed it go off the first time around and Katsuki decided that he too should ignore whoever it was, until it wont of two, three, four whole ass times and with the fifth came an all too familiar shout.