Deku is a male?! (Idol AU)

3 - Firm again

-Izuku's POV-
Show biz? That would mean letting down Momo, and Jirou's dream of doing makeup would be over... and my dream of inspiring people will be gone...

"I can't..."

"You know, ever since I saw you as Izu... you called me this annoying name... Kacchan... you called everyone with a chan... It was so fucking annoying you know!" Bakugo's red eyes wielded open like a tiger.

"Ara!"
"What took you so long? Izu-chan is still waiting for you?" A familiar female voice came beside me. Momo!

The door to my room was open and my manager was standing amidst the ajar gap.

"Ah! Bakugo san, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing," he smiled with a fake grin. "I'll be taking my leave now," he greeted and bowed as he left with a satisfied grin.

-Bakugo's POV-
I walked away feeling myself grin.

As the gap between us grew further, I heard Izuku's voice cry out "Momo! Momo!"
His wails were shut out by the creak of the door closing.

Ha! That will teach that kid not to mess with me. Honestly, Kacchan? Such a stupid nickname.

-Izuku's POV-
I quickly ran into my dressing room. "Momo!" I worriedly said. "He knows, he knows!..." I felt a few tears drop down my face.

"Okay okay calm down," Jirou panicked , holding out tissues in my face. I grabbed them and gently dabbed my cheeks.
"Kacchan... He knows that I'm not a girl," I huffed, trying to stop the cascading tears.

"And?" Momo said, her voice was cold and hard like stone.

"He wants me to quit."
"And? What are you gonna do," Momo said harshly, as she laid her black piercing eyes on me.

I stood silent for a moment.
"Are you gonna quit just as he says?" She nodded to the direction of the door. Her words still firm and hard.

"Erm..." I cocked my head to the ground.
"I don't want to quit..." I shifted uncomfortably in on the chair, "...but I also don't want him to tell anyone."

"Then do it. Do what you want," Momo loosened and smiled at me.
"If he wanted to tell, he would have done so since the beginning."
Her softened expression rebooted my confidence.

"Mmm..." I winced as joyful tears filled my eyes, "Momo!!!!" I ran to hug her.

My arms dashed around her and pulled myself into the embrace. Despite being a boy, I felt a sisterly bond in her comforting arms.

"Yosh!" I pounced away from Momo's warmth. "Bring it on, Kacchan! I'll stay in the show business for as long as I want!" I punched the sky with power like a hero!

Then I sat on the chair as I faced Jirou who had a cotton ball damped with make up remover.

"Good, 'cause the next task is gonna be a bit challenging for you," Momo said looking at the clipboard she had on the make-up table.

"Mh? What could be so hard?" I looked up whilst Jirou continued to wipe off the remnants of my makeup that I failed to remove.

"First thing tomorrow morning, is a photo shoot at 10. The theme will be "mature love", and the photos will be displayed in the magazine run by EXPI'S; which in case you didn't know sell clothing aimed at women in their mid-20s."
"What's so bad about that? I'm sure I can pull off a mature, se-se-sexual l-l-look." I ended weak. Clearly I was getting embarrassed by the idea.

"Izu-chan, that's the least of your worries," Momo said breaking up my flustered emotions.
"Mh?" I stopped and leaned in to hear her every word.

"The partner you'll be shooting with is Bakugo-kun."