Fever Pitch

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I don't own the art above credits to the artist

-smut
-kiribaku
-fluff
-THEY'RE LEGAL ADULTS IN THIS ONESHOT
-le casual hookup
-KINKY SHIT

Nobody's POV:

Bakugou's sat alone in the bar. He was a little tipsy but he could still stand and converse normally. He was a bit of a heavyweight so he'd be fine after a couple of drinks.

All he wanted was a good fuck but nobody had been bold enough to approach him. He couldn't really blame them though, because after all he was the #3 hero and he did always bear a grim expression. He wasn't exactly approachable.

Bakugou only grunted and this put the entire bar on edge. Back in high school the impact that he has on the world now was the only thing that he'd ever wished for but right now he just wants someone with the balls to screw him into next week.

He wasn't even a horny drunk. He literally only went out to get laid but he guesses that it's not going to happen. He sighs and walks to the bathroom.

He didn't really even have to pee all that much but the awkward atmosphere in the bar he needed to get away from. Once he's done in the bathroom he debates whether to go back into the bar. He finally gets over himself and leaves the bathroom.

'Oh well, I guess it'll just be another night of me being left unsatisfied'

Actually it wasn't uncommon for the blond to have to take care of such needs himself. They were rarely ever met during his casual hookups. He wasn't incapable of being left satisfied but it didn't happen a lot.

His sex drive was high so, he was a horny mess most of the time. And on top of that he was so kinky that almost everything would turn him on. He would go to bars or clubs a lot and invite people over all the time.

It was just that now people wouldn't even come near him, and he didn't know why. His stupid reputation as a hero was already squandered, people already knew that he slept around all of the time.

So why wouldn't they just come up to him and ask for a fuck? It didn't make sense to him. He knew that the scowl constantly plastered onto his face was a bit unsightly (AN:lol) but it never seemed to stop anyone before.

He sat back down onto the barstool a bit saddened.

"What's wrong, you look troubled?" Bakugou looked over at where the voice was coming from and met eyes with a man who was large and who had red hair.

'Finally'

He kinda looked like one of Bakugou's classmates from high school. The blond tried to stop himself from pouncing on the red-head and begging for sex right then and there.

Tons of lewd thoughts flooded his mind but he could only blush a little bit as not to give away his need to be dealt with. It was hot before but now the blond can swear that it's over 100 degrees.

"I'm okay I just want someone to come home with me tonight, y'know." The blond fiddles with the ice in his brandy and looks away. The red haired man chuckles.

"Do you?" The blond nods.

"Yeah, but to be blunt I kind of want someone as freaky as me." The blond laughs a little bit and takes a sip of his drink.

"Ah, so then would you mind if I took you home tonight?" The blond gives him a weird glance and raises an eyebrow.

"How do I know that you're not some weird pervert or murder?" The blond glares a bit too weakly for it to be intimidating. The red haired man shrugs.

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