"We need to talk about your fighting" Bakugo started, snatching up a fry from the other's plate
"What about it?" Midoriya snapped, still bruised from yesterday's fight and sipping his well-earned tea
"Look Deku" he sighed "I hate to say it and if you ever tell anyone i'll deny it but, you're strong okay?" Izuku blinked in surprise at the rare compliment
"Thank you?"
"No. Like, crazy strong. And fast. And smart" He huffed "You need to fucking start holding back when you fight idiot" Midoriya nearly spit out his drink
"What?? Why??"
"Because at this rate, if you don't set limits, you're gonna end up going overboard and killing someone by accident" Bakugo answered bluntly.
"No I won't!! What are you talking abou-"
"Will you shut up and listen? I'm trying to give you some actual fucking advice for once." Katsuki interrupted "When I use my quirk on a person, do I use it to its full extent?"
"That's different!" he protested "What does that have to do with-"
"Answer the fucking question"
"...No?" You never seem to be holding back with me anyway. I have the scars to prove it.
"Of course I don't!" he snapped "I could destroy a building with my explosions, let alone a human!"
"Never seemed like it to me" Midoriya sulked, stirring his drink around
"You can handle a little more than most people, but even I know not to use a full blast on you dumbass" he hissed "We're getting off topic. Point is, your fighting style and instincts are like your quirk." He spoke with the authority and wisdom of someone older than 13 "It's really strong. Strong enough that we need to start teaching you how to pull a punch"
"Why the hell should I? You're the one always telling me to go all out. Remember? Hit 'em first, hit 'em fast, hit 'em hard, no mercy or some shit"
"When you spar at your dojo do you try to kill them? Do you hit them with everything you have?"
"Of course not!" Midoriya sputtered "It's sparring!"
"Then why the hell are you trying to kill the people in the streets?? I know I've told you to use everything at your disposal but godamn Deku, you go a little overboard sometimes. And that's saying something coming from me!"
"Well if I'm so hazardous, why haven't told me anything about it before, when we fight? I can't be all that strong if I can barely hold my own against you!" he cried. Bakugo looked guiltily to the side and munched on some tapioca bubbles "What?" he snapped suspiciously
"Well...In the past couple years I've had about 11 fractures" he hesitated "10 of those are from you"
"AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME???" Izuku shrieked, panicked. "WHAT THE HECK KACCHAN??"
"I'm fine. You get used to it after a bit" Bakugo dismissed "Point is, you. Are. Fucking. Dangerous. From now on I want you to hold back in your fights. It's not safe. Both for you and especially for the poor sucker who pissed you off. Okay?"
"Are you telling me I've fractured bones?? That I actually hurt people??" Midoriya murmured in horror
"What, the first 10 fuckers you've sent to the hospital wasn't clue enough?" Katsuki snorted
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"Do you guys think I go overboard when I fight?" Izuku mused out loud. His friends burst out laughing.
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Diamonds in the Rough *INDEFINITE HIATUS*
FanfictionEveryone told Midoriya he couldn't be a hero without a quirk. Everyone that is, except his best friend Bakugo Katsuki. Then again, no one else has seen him beat the shit out of someone with a brick and a 2x4 plank of wood... Cover art credit goes to...
