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Contrary to what many believed, Deku was ripped under his clothes (KatsuDeku, TodoDeku, nsfw)
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When Bakugou entered Kirishima's apartment and found himself face to face with a shirtless Kirishima with dog ears and leather pants, he knew the world was against him and that today would be one of those days that challenged his self-restraint.
"Hey man!" the redhead yelled out over the pounding music, "Glad you could make it! Didn't think your flight would be in until at least tomorrow morning!"
Katsuki scoffed as he was ushered into the noisy apartment, remembering why he had rushed to the airport six hours before his planned flight and fought tooth and nail to get on an earlier one. His eyes roamed the place but all he saw were bodies dancing too close for decency, red plastic cups lying around everywhere, and people disappearing into rooms. His nose wrinkled. None of them were who he was looking for.
"I'm not here to stay idiot, where's Deku?" he shouted
Kirishima howled, "Midoriya? Of course, yeah he's in the living room with Todoroki. He's keeping an eye on him, don't worry."
With a nod, Katsuki walked over to the living room, which is where most of the people were hanging out. The apartment lights were off but everything was bathed in purple and blue lighting, Jirou and Kaminari at the center as they played DJ to the party. Surprisingly he hadn't seen any rowdy neighbors on his way up or police cars parked outside to warn the redhead this party was too loud and was causing a disruption; though knowing Kirishima he'd probably invited everyone in the complex to the party. His red eyes scanned the floor quickly, knowing that even in total darkness, he wouldn't be able to miss Deku's mop of messy hair even if he wanted to.
"Tch, what the fuck is he doing," he muttered, a growl surfacing once he spotted his target.
He walked over to the far right corner, constantly bumping into people but not caring enough to apologize or even carefully walk around them. He could clearly see Deku facing the wall, his short limbs clumsily moving to the beat of the song and the shadow of a figure in front of him. Katsuki knew the person was Todoroki and he was glad to see the two together but that wasn't what angered him. What set him off were the people standing nearby, ogling his boyfriend, practically undressing him with their eyes (and from what he could see, there wasn't much to undress)
Todoroki must have spotted him because at that moment Deku turned around and practically ran to the blonde (were those stilettos?!)
"Kacchan!" Deku cried out as he crashed into him. Contrary to what many believed, Deku was ripped under his clothes even though he looked slim and delicate 100% of the time and colliding with all that drunken muscle made him grunt and slightly tip to the side. Luckily he kept his balance.
A slurred, "I-I'm so glad to see you!" rang in his ears.
"What the hell are you wearing?" he growled while glaring at the assholes still watching Deku. Most of them seemed to get the message and turned away, while the bolder ones side-eyed them. Katsuki instinctively pulled Izuku closer, shielding him from their curious gazes. Goddamn shitheads. Thank fuck this idiot's not by himself!
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