It's Okay To Break My Heart [DISCONTINUED]

One

The blonde had never really noticed how the Nerd's eyes had shined in the sunlight. One of the things he hated made those eyes look so damn beautiful. It made them shine in a way that the angry teen loved... Loved..? He also never noticed how those lovely eyes shined no matter what, wether he was talking about heroes, his classmates, or something he adored in general.

"...Tch.."

Bakugou used to question why he had these thoughts, silently beating himself up for letting himself think of a shit head nerd that way, and not just any nerd. Izuku Midoriya.His childhood friend, his rival, his naggy follower. Although he never said it; he liked having the damned nerd follow him around. It calmed him in a way, knowing that at least someone wanted him around. Either way, he saw Izuku as a Deku. A cute, distracting, innocent, nerdy fucking Deku.

The spiked-haired blonde sat up in his bed, his eyes slowly looking towards his alarm. '4:56'. The male sighed, secretly cursing his teacher Aizawa for dorm curfews. No one was allowed out the dorm buildings past ten p.m. on weekdays and past twelve on weekends. He found himself wondering just why he was thinking of the fucking nerd. Why he was stuck in his head. He leans over, his elbows setting roughly on his knees as his hands crept up to his temples, rubbing slightly rough circles on his forehead. He wanted to sleep but it would be pointless seeing that he had to wake up in thirty minutes any ways. Bakugou stood, slipping on a black t-shirt and replacing his black shorts with light gray baggy sweats.
He grabbed his usual bath towel, soap, and his gym clothes. They didn't even have school today. They were off this Friday for some holiday or some shit, but it wasn't going to stop him from training. Heroes never really had off days, so why should he?
He walked out his dorm, keychain in hand as he closed and locked his dorm. He didn't have to lock his dorm, he just chose to just in case Tape Arms, Perv Grape Garbage, or Dunce Face wanted to try something. He made his was to the commenal showers, walking through the nearly sun lit hallway. He hoped no one would be awake, seeing it was basically only five in the morning and slacking off was something they got away with on weekends. He had fanally made it to the showers. He went to the shower farthest from the door, in the corner and away from the others. No way in hell he was gonna let someone watch him bathe and stare at the body he worked so hard to get.

'Well... Maybe Deku..'

He froze mid walk. What the hell Katsuki? You maybe a teenage boy, but you are NOT a fucking perv.

Bakugou continues to walk to the shower and closed the plastic flimsy curtian. He stripped himself of his clothes, setting them over the edge of the side of the shower so they didn't get wet. He turned the water on, letting the luke warm water hit and run down his sculpted tan body as it warmed up. He felt most of his worries wash down the drain. He looked up into the water letting his hair stick to his face as he ran his hands over it.

He groaned in satisfaction as the water was now blazing hot. He grabbed his soap and wash cloth and began to aggressively scrub his body. Although he was always sweating due to training, he hated the thought of being dirty. The thought just pissed him off, made him want to scrub until his skin was nothing but patches on the floor of the shower. Once his skin was almost beet red, he rinsed off his body and just under the water for a good while.
He hugged his self as he laid his head on the smooth concrete of the showers, letting his thoughts, doubts, and questions consume him. He let out a distressed sigh as he was close to punching the wall. Why exactly was he so fustrated? Because all his immediate thoughts were a about Izuku Midoriya. That fucking nerd.

That dumbass..

Cutie.

Smart..

Brave Deku...

"God Dammit! Fucking Deku." He yelled as he lightly punched the wall. He turned off the water and grabbed his towel, drying off in the fairly wide shower. Once dry, the boy
shurgged on his clothes, as if he knew the day was going to be bad. Bakugou grabbed his other clothes and room key and yanked them over his shoulder. Walking out of the shower and then the bathroom entirely, he made his way back to his room and unlocked his door. He threw his clothes over to his basket and walked back out, locking his dorm room again. He kept his eyes on the floor as he slowly walked down the hallway again. As if almost out of instinct, he stopped a door down. It was Deku's door. Why did he stop? He didn't know. He wanted to knock oh so bad. He wanted to run in there and pulled him into the tightest and deadliest bear hug of his life. He shook his head violently and walked away quickly.

He made his way to the common area, his lips immediately pulling down into an angsty frown. Mainly due to the fact that Shitty Haired Stone Face, Deku, and Half n' Half were sitting in the couch. Rock dude and the Nerd having a conversation and the McDaddyIssues had his mind in his phone. He teen sighs as he walked past them into the kitchen. "Yoo! Bakubro! Good Mor-"

"Shut it Shitty Hair.." He said in a deep raspy voice, the fact that it was still early showed in his voice. He heard a light chuckle coming from the energetic red head. He grabbed his mug, fixing himself a cup of coffee as he came and sat next to but a bit far from the Nerd that was sitting in the couch as well. He sipped his coffee as his gaze slowly landed on the nerd. He was smiling, his eyes showing Bakugou that damned shine that tears down his walls. The green-haired boy turned to the blonde after he noticed the staring eyes. Izuku gave him a small nervous smile and a little wave.

Bakugou felt his cheeks warm. He quickly looked away. "Tch..." He sighed as he sipped his drink again.
Since when was he, Lord Explosion Murder, effected by such a simple gesture?! But... Since when was Izuku so fucking cute. His beautiful lips. Those soft, pink, full lips. Those eyes. God damnit those eyes got him everytime. He found himself lost in trying to point out every single detail in the Nerd that he didn't like. But the thing is. There wasn't one. He found himself questioning something else. Something really fucking important..

His god damn sexuality.

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Hello!!! So there's the first chapter! I due hope you enjoy!! Remember this is my first fanfiction so please bare with me. And again, I don't have a set schedule for updates. But I'll try as much as possible!! Please stay tuned and DM me if you have some suggestions. I want to make this story enjoyable for a so sure I can include some of what you guys want! Please, if you find a mistake, don't hesitate to comment! And the cover ISN'T my art!

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