My Hero Academia ship Oneshots

Roomates - BakuDeku /Fluff/

'Sometimes I dream of him. Nothing perverted. Just dreaming about his hands, how they would feel intertwined with mine. How his fingers brush through my hair. His chest. How it would feel to lay on it, hear its heartbeat over and over again, touch it and trace it with my fingertips. His hair, would it be soft? His face. I would like to hold it, kiss it, caress it slowly. And his lips, oh his lips. Are they soft? Warm? How would it feel to press my lips against them? I've never kissed anyone before, but if I had to kiss someone, I'd choose him. I would beg it to be him. His lips are the ones I want to be my first.

How could I ever? How could I dream of doing such things. I can't control my heart; I can't control what it feels.

The way he walks. His posture is amazing. When he is wearing his hero costume his hands swing side by side, but in his civilian clothes he puts them in his pockets. That makes him walk strangely, his posture isn't very good when he does that. It's kind of funny, in a cute way. Which is weird to say because I don't think anyone has ever thought he was cute, perhaps when he was a baby. But sometimes, he smiles in such a way that makes him adorable, his laugh is mesmerizing... so rare, and so worth waiting for it. I've been hearing it more often than normal.

When he sleeps, he looks so peaceful, I could watch him forever, not like some creep. But I love it when he is at peace, we rarely are at peace. Peace, I always feel at peace when I'm with him. I feel at peace when he cooks me food, even though he is arguing the entire time because I didn't eat so now, he must make me food. He doesn't have to. I'm at peace when he forces me to sleep because I need rest, when he pulls a blanket over me and stays by my side until I fall asleep. I'm at peace when I'm too sad to move, not even wanting to shower and he forces me anyways dragging me to the bathtub. I'm at peace when he puts on an All Might movie to cheer me up even though we've watched it so many times. I'm at peace knowing he is also at peace. He's sweet, not everyone gets to know that. I'm happy I got to.

I am happy with him. I was happy when he suggested we move in together, I was happy when he didn't mind sharing a room (so we didn't have to get a bigger more expensive place he says). I was happy when we just bought a big bed and shared it (again he says it's to save money). Even if he said to never go on his side of the bed.

I love Kachaan every part of him. I wish to one day tell him.'

Bakugou stared in shook, his hands shaking as he read the notebook. Midoriya had written all his feelings out.

That night Bakugou had gotten quite late back to his apartment that he shared with Midoriya. It was around 2 a clock in the morning, Bakugou had finished his shift. As he entered their apartment, he took off his shoes at the door. He had already showered in the agency's lockers, so he just wanted to lay down in the bed and sleep. That's when he noticed their room was lit up. Was Midoriya still awake? Bakugou opened the room to find Midoriya sitting at the desk, passed out. His head laying on the desk.

'Dammit Izuku'

Bakugou walked over, gently nudging him. "Oi, come on lay on the bed Izuku". Midoriya shifted a bit grumbling, Bakugou shook him again, making Midoriya open his eyes a bit. "Hmm?" Bakugou rolled his eyes and helped him stand up, leading him towards their bed. Sadly, the closest side was Bakugou's side of the bed, I guess Midoriya would be sleeping there tonight seeing that he already laid on it clearly passing out immediately again. Bakugou chuckled, lifting the blanket over Midoriya's body. "Night Nerd". Just as Bakugou was about to turn off the lights he noticed the notebook. Was that the reason Midoriya was up late? Bakugou and Midoriya basically had no secrets between them, so how come Bakugou had never seen this notebook before? He walked up to the desk grabbing the notebook. He looked down towards it and read the first words...

'Sometimes I dream of him...'

And that's how Bakugou found himself in this situation. Dumbfounded. Did Midoriya really think all those things about him? Why had he been hiding it for so long? Bakugou smiled softly, reaching a hand to his face covering it in embarrassment.

"Fucking Izuku, why you have to make me smile at shit like this"

Bakugou set the notebook down. Turning off the lights, walking towards Midoriya side of the bed and laying on it. He turned and looked at the green-haired boy sleeping peacefully.

'I also feel at peace when I'm with you'