Warning: smut scene ahead
Author's note: it has finally arrived, the fateful encounter...or as one would call it smut :D
Beware, this chapter is a little longer than they usually are in this fic. it took a lot of words to properly covey the scene I had in mind.
It was a silent and hot day outside, the dorm inner area didn't provide much assuagement from the heat considering the air conditioners were put on the lowest setting, a sort of a rule for making the heroes in training more robust.
Bakugou would love to say he was enjoying this type of preparations for his future hero occupation, but that would be a lie. The sticky rivulets of sweat cascading over his skin were neither appealing nor desired, maybe beneficial long way in the future, but he definitely didn't see the current functionality in being bathed in bodily fluids, and mostly he felt disgusting.
It's my own fault for not exercising in the gym or other areas with colder temperature so why am I even complaining?
He was quite aware that he was at fault here, the training areas were air conditioned so the heat won't interfere with training drills, however, Bakugou had been the one who decided to give those areas a wide berth.
It was stupid. Really. He was never the one to do something so petty, but the last few days he has been avoiding a certain someone.
Someone with green hair, lots of freckles and the biggest green eyes which sometimes gazed at him so unguardedly with a definite outline of amazement that could make him shudder from the intensity of it. And now, he was being stupid because he didn't live up to that someone's expectations...actually, to his own expectations.
Now that their tattered relationship improved – more like actually existed, before it had just disappeared inside his anger and Deku's fear – Bakugou didn't want it to get fucked up again. However, here he was, in the common room, hiding from Deku due to their failed attempt at 'something'.
Bakugou and Midoriya had a few more 'hot interactions' after the last one, but not only that, they also started hanging out. Weirdly, it was totally different from their friendship when they were kids, more refined and easy to fall into. Training together here and there, eating lunch/dinner or whatever in comfortable silence, even competing without any kind of real argument, more of a friendly quarrel happened between them than anything else. Midoriya still had to avoid getting an explosion right into his face, but it became manageable.
So, one day Bakugou started investigating how a relationship between men functions. One shouldn't get it wrong; the ash blonde was certainly aware how sex between men happens – someone's getting it in the ass – but the fine-tuning part eluded him. And so, he had learned a lot of things during his rather interesting internet lesson, like how fingers can ease the ring of muscles, how one needs to be totally at ease to make everything go smoothly, how condoms and lubricant are a must, or even that a prostate is a funny little organ that can make the uncomfortable feeling of fullness much bearable.
Bakugou found a challenge in every little thing, and he did in this one. Therefore, he'd proposed that two of them should try sex.
The suggestion had been met with hyperventilating and so much redness that made him think Deku was going to kick a bucket. Bakugou had even been worried about shitty nerd because of that reaction, though the other teen had managed somehow to calm down and ask him if he had finally lost his mind. The question, of course, had been followed with explosions, courtesy of Bakugou's short fuse and lots of cursing his own stupid brain for even entertaining the idea of worrying about that idiot.
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Collision (BakuDeku)
FanfictionWarning: mature content. Completed story! Bakugou and Midoriya's guidebook 'How to turn from rivals to lovers and along the way end up dating'; main pairing BakuDeku, side pairing KiriKami cross-posted on AO3 under the same pen-name, but the diff...