Third Person POV
Finally, after a long day, closing your came. The band and workers all sat down at the big table and discussed arrangements.
"So sadly, most hotels are booked up because it summer and everyone is visiting and leaving. So we need to make sleeping arrangements." Mina informed everyone.
"Well me and Shinsou will stay together." Kaminari said, secretly holding his boyfriends hand.
"Ashido can stay with me, Kero." Tsuyu offered.
"Well I'm staying with my friend, Tetsu (no clue if that's how you spell it)."
"So Bakugou needs to stay somewhere." Shinsou concluded.
Everyones eyes turned to the blonde, who was staring at Midoriya.
"Well... I guess Kachan can stay with me? As long as he wakes up early and will help me close." Midoriya negotiated.
"Whatever, fuck-ass." He grunted.
"What's with the nickname? Bakugou never let's us call him nicknames-"
"Shut up Pikachu!" Bakugou yelled. Mina quickly connected the dots, and stranded up.
"Oh, well look at the time! Yup, let's go home! Kirishima, me and Tsu will drive you to Tetsu's house! Kami and Shinsou, go home and cuddle!" She dragged everyone outside, letting them group their coats and bags.
"Ta Ta!" She said and shoved everyone out and closed the door.
"That was... weird." Bakugou said.
Deku nodded and stood up. He locked the door and took off his apron.
"What are you trying to do?" Bakugou sneered.
"Dont be a perv, I'm taking it off so I dont take it home. And I lock the door so I feel safe." He shouted as he went to the back and grabbed two brooms.
"If you're going to stay with me, you need to help out a bit." Deku sounded like a stern mother, but he was shaking. Where was this confidence when dealing with angry Karens?
"Here." He gave Bakugou a broom.
They swept in silence. Bakugou was thinking about where he would sleep, and Deku was thinking about how Bakugou's arms flexed every times he changed his direction sweeping.
"Oh, and I'm the perv?" Bakugou interrupted his thoughts. Deku was mumbling, loudly.
"So--- SO SORRY ABOUT THAT!!" Deku hid his face.
"Perv." Bakugou teased.
"I am not a perv!" Deku pouted.
"You're a little perv boy."
"Am not!"
"Peeeeerv!"
🐌After about a hour of cleaning and perv talking🐌
Even with the two of them, they were done way later than usual. Bakugou was telling Deku about some of his bar-fights, when someone knocked on the door.
"AHH!" Deku screamed and jumped behind the counter. He peeked over and saw that Todoroki was on the other side.
"Oh! Sorry, I'm coming!" Deku got out from behind the counter and raced to the door.
"Are you coming? You're usually out by this time. And who is... that?" Todoroki pointed to the scowling blonde.
"More importantly, why are you waiting outside of his cafe at 11 pm? Creep-o." Bakugou walked up and 'accidentally' got between them.
"This is Todoroki, he's my friend."
Ouch, friend zoned. RIP man.
"I walk him home so he doesn't get scared. Again, who are you?" Todoroki asked, clearly pissed off.
"Katsuki Bakugou. And, since I'm staying with him, I'm walking him home, fucker. We're trying to clean, so get out of here with ya' Cheap Zuko." Bakugou pushed him outside and locked the door.
Some fingers were exchanged, but Todoroki walked back.
🐌At the apartment, sorry for the skip again🐌
"Soooo, where am I-" Bakugou shouted.
"On the couch. You earn bed privileges when you help around shop." Deku yelled back. He was in the bathroom brushing his teeth, while Bakugou was trying make a decent bed.
"Perv!" Bakugou shouted back. He knew he didnt mean together, but he enjoyed tormenting him.
Bakugou started changing in the middle of the living room. He took his clothes off, so he was now in boxers
"Okay, so my room is- SORRY!!" Deku had walked out of the bathroom but was met with Bakugou in his underwear.
"Oh shut up, we're both guys you dumbass." Bakugou said as he pulled on his sweats.
"Still!" Deku cried as he turned around. This was going to be a long week.
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Sweet, Sweet, Music
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya works at a small coffee shop called the Sweet Shop. This shop regularly has small bands come in and play for their customers. How will thing turn out when a hot-headed singer comes in with his band?