Their Hot Romance (BakuDeku)

Chapter Twelve

Katsuki showed up at Deku's agency the following day for his first dancing lesson. They were given Izuku's office to work in so that nobody had to actually see Katsuki do this. Not that Katsuki was embarrassed. He was fucking sure that he'd be the best damn lap dancer to ever fucking exist. They just didn't need anybody to be able to recognize him at the club.

Upon entering the office, Izuku and Mina Ashido were chatting up a storm. Katsuki glanced down at Ryuu, who got to come along this time, and then back to them. He slammed the door shut to announce his presence.

"Bakugou!" Mina squealed the minute she set eyes on him. She bounded over, and Katsuki let her give him a hug. The ash blonde pat her back. "It's been so long, Blasty!"

"It's literally only been a month, Pinky." Katsuki deadpanned. Mina shrugged her shoulders.

"I still missed you!" She gave him another tight squeeze. "So are you ready to learn how to dance?"

Mina Ashido was an alpha female. She was a pro, but spent a lot of her childhood learning different forms of dance. Unsurprisingly, she knew how to lap dance as well. She was officially Katsuki's teacher for the mission.

"This is going to be so fun!" Mina cheered. She pulled Katsuki over to one of the chairs in Izuku's office then forced him into it. Ryuu lied down by the door for a nap.

"I'm going to go on my patrol." Izuku announced before quickly leaving as well.

"First, I'm going to show you how to do it!"

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Katsuki sat down across from Eijirou and Denki with a small groan. The pair before him laughed. "Hey! I just learned that I can move places I didn't even think was fucking possible." Katsuki growled at them. He'd asked the couple out so he could get some advice on his upcoming mission. If he'd of known they'd make fun of him for it, he would've never said anything. The trio were in a pro hero café, and had a private booth to themselves with luckily soundproof walls. These rooms were used for Pros to discuss missions in a closed off location.

"Let me get this straight. You're learning how to lap dance to take out some omega trafficking operation?" Denki inquired with a wide grin. Katsuki glared at him in response.

"Yeah." The ash blonde huffed. Denki was rolling in laughter once again. Ryuu looked at the other omega like he'd gone insane. "And the worst part is I have to fucking lap dance for Deku." Denki's laughing got louder.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Eijirou inquired. Denki quickly sobered up at the worried pheromones coming from his boyfriend. "Face it, Kat. You like Midoriya. Your car exploded when I asked."

"And you had me calling you 'Kacchan' because you wanted Midoriya during your heat." Denki added.

Katsuki bit his lip as he processed this new information. Well, the information wasn't necessarily new. Katsuki had his suspicions about his feelings towards the green haired alpha. But now it was actually being confirmed by his friends.

"If you start dancing, what're the chances you'll get turned on by it?" Eijirou asked him with a straight face. Denki started to look a little worried as well.

"Why would I-"

"Dude." Denki cut in. "The purpose of a lap dance is literally to please the one you're dancing for by simply dancing. There may be no direct touching, but people still get off on it. You're literally going to be grinding yourself on him."

"So what will you do when you start slicking on him?" Eijirou questioned him.

"Would a, uh... plug work?" Katsuki whispered as a blush ran to his ears. Denki nodded his head. "Then I'll wear one. And as for if I get a hard-on, I'll just have to make sure Deku does too."

Denki snickered at the second part of Katsuki's plan. Katsuki's blush darkened. He knew he sounded crazy, but that wasn't the point.

"Can I admit something?" Katsuki asked after a few moments of silence. Both of the males before him nodded their heads. Katsuki knew he could trust them with his entire soul. "So yeah, I might like Deku in a non-friendship sorta way, but I can't date him."

"What do you mean?" Eijirou asked with furrowed brows.

"That would mean telling him that I'm an omega. And I can't do that. I refuse." Katsuki stated stubbornly. Eijirou and Denki shared a quick look of annoyance. Katsuki rolled his eyes at their secret conversation. "I'm serious." He hissed at them.

"We know, man." Eijirou assured him. "It's just that...y'know, we think you've got the wrong idea about how he'll take it. You're strong, Kat. You're so fucking strong and independent. It wouldn't hurt to depend on someone else for once."

"You're a literal mess when you're alone during your heats. I've seen you cry because you couldn't get the toy knot to pop or because it's not fast enough. You might not want an alpha with you, but you're going to need one eventually." Denki stepped in.

"I'm not going to be stuck at home and full of pups all the fucking time." Katsuki snarled at him defensively.

"Not what I mean, but you bring up a valid point, dude. Midoriya would never force you to stay at home, where you're constantly knocked up. He'd never let you stop being a pro. He's, like, one of the best alphas out there." Denki said with a small smile. "Not to mention he's practically perfect for you."

Katsuki blushed once again. The red color covered his entire face this time.

But how was he supposed to get someone like Deku to like him back? Deku is literally the definition of perfect. Katsuki thought to himself. And I'm just... me.

That was always something Katsuki was insecure about. He never thought he would ever be able to measure up to Izuku's standards. Izuku liked people who were kind, soft, and caring. Katsuki wasn't any of those things. He was rude, brash, and mean.

What was he supposed to do?

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