Heartless | BakuDeku

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~A FEW WEEKS LATER~

"Ugh, you piece of shit!"

Bakugou and Midoriya were currently fighting a villain that had a body morphing quirk. Well, more specifically, Bakugou only. Midoriya was hiding in the shadows, waiting for his chance to appear. Too bad the villain could only morph one part of his body into any animal he wants.

"Deku!"

The green-head caught the signal and charged behind the villain swiftly. He swung his leg smoothly and the villain tripped, spitting curses as his face was stamped onto the ground by the feet of Bakugou.

"Fucking imbecile." He scoffed with a dirty smile. Midoriya caught the smile and inserted it into his brain. Is that what humans call pride? I guess he must be proud of himself then. What if it's not pride though? What if he is mocking the man under him? Ugg...my brain hurts...

"Oi...what is up with you?" The blond quirks a brow and leans into the robot. Midoriya stepped back, startled at the close proximity.

"Nothing...just wondering..."

"Don't let your mind wander off when there is an enemy in front of you, nerd." He says. The police then came and arrested the villain.

"I was wondering about your smile," Midoriya stated monotonously. Bakugou almost tripped.

"M-My smile?"

"Yes, when you smiled after capturing the villain. Was that a smile full of pride or was it just mocking the villain?" He asked, tilting his head. His green orbs gleamed in curiosity.

"...how the fuck am I supposed to know?! I just felt like smiling at that moment." The other responded with a weird look pointed to the robot.

"Anyway, nobody thinks too much on small stuff like that. Don't worry about human emotions too much and just do your job." He rolled his eyes.

"But they told me to learn how to read and also express human emotions because if I don't, people will get suspicious of me." He mumbled.

"They?"

"The people who created me."

"Hmm...well they do have a point. But can robots like you even express emotions?"

"I don't know but I still have to try. It is part of my mission." He stared at the pedestrians that passed by under them. They rested on top of a random building's roof.

"Whatever. Tsk, this is getting boring...the crime rate seems to have gone down lately. Probably because we keep catching most of them." Bakugou yawned and stretched his arms.

"...Kacchan."

"Hm?"

"Nothing...I just wanted to say it."

"...something is wrong with you." The blond frowned.

"Why did you tell me to call you Kacchan? Mr. Bakugou was more respectful apparently. Momo told me to call you Mr. Bakugou."

"I don't care about formalities that much. Plus...it is weird when you say my surname with his face. He... used to called me Kacchan." Bakugou's lips curved downwards as he reminisced about the past. "When he was alive...he used to..." The tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks as he remembered the blushing freckled cheeks and embarrassed smile of the boy he loved. He had held his tears for too long.

"Kacchan?" The robot turned his head, his mechanical heart thumping too hard at one point. Tears. All he could see and think of were those clear tears that held great and painful emotions. So that's what crying looks like, he thought.

"Don't cry. They told me that crying hurts. Please don't cry." Midoriya stared at the pitiful red face. He suddenly felt something in his chest. Guilt. Pity. Sorrow. All these bad feelings...mixed into one. He flinched and clenched his shirt.

"Is this...pain? Emotional pain..." Midoriya mumbled. He then looked at Bakugou again and did something out of the blue. He held his hand and gave a small side hug. "I see people do this on TV when someone cries. Does it help?"

Bakugou wiped his tears and gazed at the green head with a bitter chuckle. "It doesn't, you stupid prick...well, maybe a little." He admitted before jumping down the roof. "Ugh...I can't believe I cried in front of you. Let's go home."

Midoriya nodded and followed him home. Suddenly, Bakugou feels like he isn't so lonely after all. At least he had someone to say "let's go home" to.

...

"Kacchan, please wake up. It is time to work again." Midoriya shook the sleeping man's shoulder a bit. It didn't work at all since the man continued to snore softly, mumbling something along the lines of "I will kill you."

"Kacchan-" Bakugou groaned and pulled the arm that kept annoying him. Midoriya fell on top of him and he couldn't help but freeze and observe his housemate. His face was so peaceful, unlike when he is awake. His breathing slowly touched Midoriya's nose, causing it to tingle. The muscular body under him felt weird yet comfortable, like a sturdy bed.

Overall, it shouldn't have too much of an effect on the robot. Wrong.

On the greenhead's cheeks was a blush of pale blue, indicating that his blue blood was reacting to the sudden heat beneath him. A human's warmth, and not just any human. It was Kacchan. The man who was his companion and caretaker. The only one who spent a long time with him and understood him the best.

"K-Kacchan!" It was the first time Midoriya had ever raised his voice or stuttered. It was his first time feeling nauseous. It was also his first time feeling his heart pound so crazily to the point that it was unbearable.

"Mnnn..." The blond sleepily opened his eyes. It then grew bigger until he was literally gaping at the boy who sat upon his slightly revealed stomach. "W-What the fuck are you doing?!"

"Sitting on you?" The boy tilted his head innocently. The blond, however, was taking none of that shit as he blushed furiously and pushed him off.

"Ah fuck. Get out." The blond pinched his nose in frustration. Midoriya stayed and continued, "But it is time to-"

"Shut up and get the fuck out my room!" Bakugou yelled. Midoriya shut his mouth and solemnly walked out. Bakugou couldn't face the thing beneath his blanket. He cursed and went to the bathroom to clean himself up.

He couldn't believe it. He was fucking aroused by the piece of shit made up of metal and wires.