BakuDeku Smutshots

Story 4: Party

A class party, where the whole class gets incredibly drunk together. Causing unwanted feelings to rise up between Bakugo and Deku.

Nobody's POV:

Class 1-A decided to throw a party in their living area to celebrate the ending of the semester. Everyone's so excited for the party, Kirishima managed to smuggle alcohol into the party using his silly fake id. Who knew using an old man name would convince anyone you're over 21. Not only did Kirishima get alcohol, but so did Momo, Denki somehow, Bakugo, and Mina of course. Mina's always the life of the party! This left them with gallons of alcohol for the entire class.

Bakugos POV:

I got ready in my dorm, feeling excited for the party. Let's be real, I'm a party guy how could I not be? I put on my skull shirt, and a pair of baggy jeans. I head downstairs accompanied by my alcohol. I arrive and instantly walk over to the table setting all the drinks down. Everyone's gathered around in the living room area. I head over and join them, sitting on the couch furthest from them. I glance around the room, eyes landing on Deku heading straight towards me. Great, here we go, I think to myself.

"Kacchan! I wasn't sure you'd come! I didn't think you would want to hang out with everyone here." He says with a gleaming smile on his face, plopping a seat right next to me. I roll my eyes before I respond,

"Tsk. Ofc I'm here.. I'm not here for you guys. I'm here for the alcohol." I cross my arms, Deku shrugging his shoulders at my response. As everyone else arrives, we all sit down in the living room just chatting. By this point it's 10pm and the party has officially started. Mina stands on the table and in a stern celebratory voice she yells,

"I'm so glad everyone made it!! Let's get this party started!!!" She throws her fist in the air, turning the music on and dimming the lights. Fog filling the room. 'Wow, she really went all out.' I think to myself before getting up and walking over to the table of drinks. Before I could decide, Mina walks towards me holding a tray on her hand like a waitress. She held out the tray offering me a shot. I grab one and mutter a grumpy thank you. I'm glad I'm not a beginner drinker, or else this would fuck me up.

*30 minutes later*

I might've had one too many shots, as well a few solo cups full of a random assortment of drinks. I stumble around the room, music playing, echoing throughout my head. I look around seeing everyone with their designated person. Friends, or non friends, everyone's dancing and having fun with each other. I feel like dancing too, I want to dance with someone. I shuffle my way through the group of people dancing, and bump into Deku. I softly smile, grabbing his arm and turning him towards me.

"Dekuuu, let'ss dancee!" I slur out, getting too close to his face. My hands fall down to his waist, he stumbles smiling.

"Yesss let'ss doo ittt!" He shouts back biting his lip, visibly drunk. My eyes lingering on his for far too long. I clear my throat, glancing away quickly turning red. I quickly pull my hands away, causing Deku to grab them. Placing them back on his waist, and wrapping his arms around my head. Closing off the space between us. Tension filling the air, Deku starts to dance.

"Comeee onnn, you said you wanted to dancee with mee." He slurs out between his soft laughs. Feeling more confident, I start dancing along with him. We share laughs, something I don't think we've ever done. My mind clouded with thoughts of Deku, he's all I ever think about. Feelings I've pushed deep down, rise with every second I spend around him. I turn around, grabbing Deku's wrist and lead us to the alcohol. Maybe a few more drinks will help me stop thinking like this. I down 5 shots, Deku doing shots with me. At this point I'm extremely drunk I can barely stand anymore. I stumble my way towards the couch, sitting down, Deku joining me not long after. He scoots closer to me, my heart racing at his actions. My breath hitches, our bodies brushing against one another. He looks at me starting conversation, I can't help but smile at him. I try my best to hide my smile as we fuck around with each other. Usually I'd lash out at him for even looking in my direction, but tonight something is different. Everything he says, everything he does is making me go crazy. I laugh leaning down towards him, slurring out words. We lock eyes as our faces continue to get closer. My usual resistance completely gone, all I can think about right now is how badly I need him.