Bound As Mates| Katsudeku| Omegaverse✔️

Chapter 2

The trio of boys stood in silence, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. Bakugou not so subtly checking the greenette out. He sure had changed in the past few years since high school.

"What the fuck is this damn nerd doing here?" the blonde barked. Midoriya flinched, he hadn't heard someone use that rough of a tone with him in what felt like forever. Oh, how he hadn't missed it.

"He is gonna be our new roommate," the dual colored teen stated plainly. He showed no reaction to the way Bakugou acted. He seemed to have already gotten used to this behavior. The spiky haired boy huffed in annoyance before walking to his room and slamming the door. Incredibly loud music came pouring out moments after.

"I'm sorry," the freckled boy whispered, his voice cracking. He simply didn't know what he did to make the older boy hate him so much. His eyes burned with the familiar feeling of tears; big, round ones, ready to spill any second now. The taller boy embraced the other gently, pulling his head to his chest.

"Don't be," the bi colored teen mumbled, "Bakugou just takes some warming up to. He'll come around, I promise." He placed a platonic kiss within Midoriya's curls. The smaller boy smiled lightly, remembering how the younger version of the short tempered boy used to act like. He was sweet, and told Midoriya he loved him. Told him his plans of making him his bride. He wished his fantasies had become a reality, but alas, they hadn't, and never would.

The two boys grabbed MIdoriya's box of things and moved it to the last bedroom on the right. They opened the door to reveal a small room with a bay window on the back wall. A queen sized bed was pressed up against the wall closest to the door, and a closet stood in front of it on the final wall. It was bare, but it was more than what Midoriya had before. He started picking at the hems of his weathered, yellow sweater.

"Now I know it's not much bu-" the tall teen was cut off my the smaller boy hugging him tightly. He was thanking him over and over again. He had started crying at this point because of how grateful he was. This was more than enough. They separated, and Todoroki placed the torn box on the center of his bed. 

"Well, you can set up later," the pale boy paused, "Do you want to go play MarioKart in the living room until dinner?" His invitation could've been taken as something innocent, but both knew the game would quickly turn competitive.

"Of course!" the greenette answered happily. It has been a while since they had been able to properly hang out in months. They walked out of the dull room and into the living room. Midoriya sat down on the couch while Todoroki went and plugged in the gaming console. He turned on the tv, and plopped down next to the freckled boy.

The pair were in their third round of racing when an angry boy stepped out his room. He had been on the phone when rampaging screams could be heard from inside his room. He had to quickly hang up and confront the two boys. He stomped over to them.

"Are you two fucking mental!?" He yelled, louder than the others had gotten the entire time, "I was on the fucking phone and all they could hear was you two raging at some stupid game!" He was seething at this point, but the other males simply ignored him. They were in the last lap of their match. The map was Rainbow Road, and neither had anytime to get distracted.

The ash blonde walked in front of the tv screen, causing both boys to screech. They glared at him as both drove off of the course, causing neither to get first place. Midoriya pouted while Todoroki flipped off the spiky haired teen.

"What the hell Bakugou," the dual haired boy asked flatly, no trace of his anger evident in his voice, "We were on Rainbow Road and you fucked us up." The short tempered boy stared at him with wonder. Who the fuck did he think he was talking to? Right before the blonde was about to snap at him, a certain omega cleared his throat.

"We're sorry Kacchan," he said meekly, "We didn't mean to be so loud and disturb you." His head hung low, showing his sincerity. Bakugou scoffed before grabbing his car keys, and his jacket.

"Stop with that fucking nickname Deku," he started to slip on his shoes, "We're nearly fucking twenty. We're both too old for that shit." He started to open the door. When asked where he was going, he replied with a simple "Out," before slamming the door behind him.

Both Midoriya and Todoroki were perplexed, why did he overreact that badly to a nickname? Neither wanted to address the elephant in the room, and instead chose to order pizza and turn on Netflix. They ordered half pineapple, and half pepperoni. A random, B-list, scary movie was turned on, only to be forgotten about as both teens sat on their phones and ate their respectful halves of their pizzas.

After the pizza was gone, they binge watched a few more movies until it started to get late. Todoroki announced that he was hopping in the shower, leaving Midoriya alone in the still foreign home. He scrolled through his Instagram, liking a few posts and commenting on others he was tagged in.

Todoroki stepped out of the bathroom, alerting Midoriya that it was his turn, before walking into his room. They both said "Goodnight," before shutting the doors of the rooms they were entering.

Midoriya didn't know how to work the shower at first, it seemed like it might as well have been some unknown piece of technology. Eventually, he started the water up, and waited for it to turn warm. He hopped in, and spent an extra long time in there, the heated water instantly relaxing his muscles. After a while, he stepped out, feeling cleaner than he had in a long time. He could only shower for five minutes, top, at his old apartment before being charged extra on his rent.

Midoriya was in the middle of getting dressed, and drying his hair, when he heard thumping coming from the living room. He froze, was someone trying to break in?  He quickly threw on his soft, girls pajama shorts. He wore feminine clothes because they felt good. He disregarded his shirt when he heard strange pants and groaning coming from outside the door. He instantly regretted bursting out of the bathroom so suddenly. He saw a sight he had never wished to see. 

Kirishima, an old friend from high school, straddling the man he had always secretively loved. Their head both shot up when they heard the door open suddenly, and they blushed furiously. They quickly separated.

"Oh, um-" Midoriya didn't know what to say. Todoroki's door opened to reveal a rugged version of the boy, he was rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"God damnit Bakugou!" he yelled this time, obviously pissed off, "You have your own fucking room! Don't do this shit in the living room! No, instead, just stop doing this here! Midoriya lives here now, too! So if you wanna do this shit, you can do it at his house!" He slammed his bedroom door angrily. He was beyond pissed.

Kirishima stood up and started to quickly collect his things, before sliding out the front door. Bakugou sighed and looked up at the curvy boy still staring at him. The greenette's eyes pricked with tears for the second time today. The blonde looking him up and down in an inappropriate way. The smaller boy blushed when he finally realized just what he was wearing. He scrambled to grab his shirt before running into his own room and slamming the door. He instantly broke down. Sobbing uncontrollably. He loved that man with all his heart.

What in the hell just happened?

AN: AYEEEEE look who fucking posted for once! MEEEEEE! And it was a long chapter! I'm currently on the phone with my friends, and they can hear me typing, so they were making fun of my for writing my fanfics so intently. :( But it's all in good fun! :) Anyways, I'll see yall in the next, hopefully soon, chapter! OH REMEMBER THAT I LOVE AND APPRECIATE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU! <3

Published on: April 29th, 2020

Word count: 1420