Falling into bed at the hotel he's been staying at, Katsuki grumbled about not having been able to blow anything up yet.
How is it that I'm losing training time -while- on a case? ..Just following idiots around all day, fucking babysitting.
His phone began to ring. Sitting up, he read: Cabin Lady
"Bakugo here."
She wondered if he wanted to keep any of the lake 'toys' she had in storage and some other furniture.
"Also dearie, my grandson will be over the day before his mother comes to pick me up. If you're free, won't you come help us load the bigger items onto his truck? We could use another strong young man such as yourself."
"Yes ma'am. Wednesday, then?"
Resting his eyes, his thoughts wandered to Izuku. Did he change his mind? About moving? ..About me?
Frustrated, he turned on his side. That damn nerd always pulls through though, one way or another. He's probably just.. dealing with something first, right?
He recalled how Izuku had distanced himself during their last year at UA. He'd been too busy to notice it at the time.. Focusing on his exams and prospects, he had welcomed the reprieve.
He was less annoying.. They could get on with their business without their rivalry being at the forefront, they weren't so concerned with the other's every move by the end.
There was no.. angst. By the time he left, I had hardly noticed a difference.
Gah. I know what I need to do. If he would only just-!
*Ping*
No fucking way, Katsuki reached for his phone but it was blank. Right, he got up and reached for his work* phone.
Tch. Time for a show, I guess.
***
"Leave."
"Sorry sweetie, can't do that. We're partners tonight."
Izuku widened his stance in the doorway to keep an assuming Ezra out. He faced up and glared.
Ezra's eyes flashed, "Why were you crying?"
Izuku's stance faltered a moment, What? he's.. concerned..? "It's nothing, you're not welcome here." It's your fault, you bastard, before he could stand firm again, Ezra pushed through.
Izuku considered just closing up and leaving. Ezra seemed to read his mind as Izuku calculated his steps to his phone, wallet, keys and shoes.
Ezra gathered these things and walked over to him slowly before handing them over. He held his now emptied hands up, palms out, "Can we go for a walk? We need to talk about this case."
***
Eijiro was in a daze, completely in Shoto's newly experienced hands, being cared for completely.
As he melted, the only interruption to his bliss was wanting to ask if this really was still going to be okay come morning.
..He couldn't bring himself to, he was going to enjoy this.
Shoto was fingering him while juggling his balls with his tongue. Eijiro could hardly take it, just by watching. He's so hot! How did Izuku fuck this up? Then a dark thought crept in, Right, Kats..
Shoto ran his wide warm tongue up the underside of Eijiro's shaft. When they made eye contact, Eijiro came. Ah, shit.
With a side smile, Shoto licked up Eijiro's torso, gathering cum as he went, ending at Eijiro's mouth. Got his attention back.
Their tongues danced til Eijiro moved slightly away to catch a breath. Shoto trailed into the crook of his neck, to which Eijiro chuckled in bliss.
"What can I do for you?" Eijiro asked in earnest.
Shoto's eyes shifted seriously for just a moment. "What do you want to do?"
Eijiro lifted to grind against him. Pulling him down so their foreheads touched, Eijiro shut his eyes and admitted, "Everything."
***
