Right but #bkdk where Katsuki aka THE Ground Zero walks into work but everyone is laughing at him. When he finally gets them to tell him "WTF ARE YOU LAUGHING AT YOU DAMN EXTRAS?" Kami shows him this 18+ blog site called, "My Herooo~" where people rate how good a lay a Pro is.

Only issue is: Ground Zero got rated a 4.

Out of 10.

Everyone bursts out laughing again while Katsuki falls into shock. How the hell is HE, Katsuki fucking Bakugo a FOUR? And who the hell was rating him anyway?! He clicks on the post and starts reading the details and shit.

That green-haired, freckled little twink he picked up at a bar last week?! There's no way a shy, stuttering guy like that could write such a scathing (and unfortunately a little TOO accurate) review of their fuck.

Then Katsuki realizes that each author on the blog has a profile.

He clicks on "SmallMight715"s name and well, shit. Freckles gets around (and why does Katsuki not remember his fucking name?). He's got 15 reviews total, at least 5 in the top 50. Of course, Katsuki's the highest ranked, except for.

"OH MY GOD GUYS, SAME DUDE GAVE SHOUTO A 8!"

Katsuki had forgotten he was researching all of this on Kami's computer, totally forgotten that everyone was still watching over his shoulder. Now they're all dying of laughter.

Well, fuck them. Fuck this. He storms off with resolve like hot but strong like hardening magma.

He was going to find that damn Nerd again and he'd show him what it was REALLY like to fuck Katsuki.

4/10 his ass.

And Katsuki tries. He really fucking tries to find that stupidly cute asshole, but it's hard when he doesn't remember his name. Impossible when Katsuki realizes that he was probably more drunk than he remembered. He doesn't have any of the details of that night in his head.

Not the bar, not whose place they went to. Nada, zilch, ZERO.

He tries to find more via the site, but the blog's privacy/security measures are rock solid. Threats and namedropping to the server's host themself gets him nowhere.

He has no choice.

Katsuki stomps into Pro-Hero Shouto's office and slams his hand on the desk.

"What do you know about a shortie with green curly hair and freckles all over, ass included?"

Todoroki doesn't even blink. Katsuki scowls.

"Don't play dumb with me, asshole, you fucked him too."

Katsuki watches Todoroki's stoic face as his eyes shift from confusion, to realization, to understanding all in a minute flat.

"Are you referring to Midoriya, Izuku?"

Thank fucking god this asshole has the memory of an elephant.

Katsuki doesn't even say anything as he leaves.

He has no problem finding Midoriya once he has a name. Katsuki LITERALLY tracks him down to some bar downtown via some social media stalking. The place ends up being crawling with Pro's and Katsuki knows exactly what that means.

He's still caught off guard when he sees Midoriya flirting with none-other than the current Number 1 hero, Lemillion.

What in the fucking hell!

The other blonde towers over Midoriya but their smiles are eeriely similar in the way they seem to light up the room. Katsuki doesn't know why he suddenly feels extra ticked off, but seeing the two together: he's ready to kick the number 1's ass once and for all.

No, wtf is he thinking. He's here to tell Midoriya off, he can fuck whoever he wants AFTER Katsuki gets him to rate GZ accurately.

"Oi! Freckles!"

Both men turn as Katsuki charges forward but he only cares about those surprised green eyes.

"Kacchan?"

Well that explains how they met. Kacchan's the nickname he uses for anonymity on his hookup app.

"Ground Zero?" Mirio looks surprised but Katsuki doesn't give a fuck about him. "How do you know Deku?"

"Oh I fucking know all about /Deku./" Freckles flinches at the alias.

"Scram Wanna-be-All Might, I've got business to settle. Consider this a favor."

Blondie knows what's good for him since he backs off AFTER getting a small nod of approval from Midoriya.

Then the nerd has the nerve to cross his arms! As if KATSUKI did somethin to HIM.

"What do you want?"

The little--

"To fix the shit you said about me online."

Fucker raises an eyebrow. "Was anything I said a lie?"

Well no. "I ain't a damn 4."

"Wait did I really say 4?"

"Yeah, asshole!"

"I need to stop typing those up after drinking, I'm too nice."

I'm back!

Katsuki nearly blows up right then, right there. The smug on Freckle's face is the only thing that makes him bite his tongue. Literally.

He bites hard enough to taste blood but Katsuki is on a mission.

And he never loses.

It's like a switch. Katsuki becomes GZ in one long exhale. His anger cools into concentrated confidence. He's a man on a mission.

This mission: to seduce this damn piece of broccoli.

He takes half a step forward and it's enough to make Midoriya stumble.

There's no where for Deku to go though; the bar's full and there's a wall just behind them.

Somehow, fuck knows how, the greenie still looks defiant.

His eyes would send shivers down a lesser man's spine, but they send fire down Katsuki's groin when they stare up at him.

Katsuki likes a challenge.

"Let me prove you wrong." Katsuki can't whisper in a packed bar, but he also doesn't have to talk too loud when he's this close.

Midoriya doesn't have a problem yelling.

"What, you mean fuck you again? Thanks, no thanks."

A guy passing by snorts and Katsuki jaw clenches automatically. He forces it to relax.

"That night was a fluke."

Deku rolls his eyes. "Then why invite me over? YOU swipe right on ME, but by the time I get to your place, you're practically passed out already.

"Not to mention the whiskey dick--"

"Who the fuck are you calling a limp--" Katsuki snaps his mouth shut at the smug look on this fucker's face. "Holy, fuck, fine. I had too much to drink. I shouldn't have called you over, but..."

Fuck what is he saying right now?

"But?" Shortie prompts.

Katsuki can't speak. Won't speak. The hell is he doing here? Who gives a fuck what this one asshole thinks? He's GZ no matter what this guy spouts online.

Midoriya looks like he's thinking the same thing. He turns to leave and then Katsuki just SAYS it.

"I was lonely, alright?"

Freckles stops but his eyes are no less hard. Thank fuck for that. GZ doesn't DO pity.

What he does do is take another breath and force himself to maintain eye contact, as much as it sucks.

"The gang had taken me out, gotten me drunk, whatever, but then they went home.

"They went home and I went home, but there isn't anyone there but me. And no one would be there in the morning. There is never anyone in the morning to say hello or good morning or happy fucking birthday."

"It was your birthday?" Midoriya sounds incredulous and fuck him.

"That doesn't matter."

"You made a booty call so you wouldn't wake up alone on your birthday?"

Katsuki doesn't blush. He has been known to turn red with anger. And boy is he fucking angry at the way Deku practically giggles. GIGGLES.

"Fuck this, this was a mistake."

Just as Katsuki spins around, a surprisingly strong hand grips his wrist. The Pro doesn't bother to turn around, just looks over his shoulder with a guarded expression.

Deku eyes look softer but no less certain.

"I don't fuck the same Pro twice, as a rule, but...I guess we can pretend the first time never happened? Call it-extenuating circumstances."

Katsuki's about to say, "HELL NO" but then the nerd smiles. This time it not only lights up the room but wipes his brain clean.

His mouth has a mind of his own tonight.

"Fine," he says before the word sinks in. He tries to play it off. "Whatever."

There's nothing else to it. Freckles doesn't even respond before he's dragging Katsuki through the bar behind him. It'd be embarrassing but GZ's past that.

For such a small guy, Midoriya has no problem taking charge of the situation. He's a good head shorter than Katsuki but there's no room for argument as he lays out the plan.

"I'm ordering the car. We're going to my place this time. And done, it'll be here in 2."

"Why the fuck are we going to YOUR place?"

"We're NOT going back to yours."

Katsuki goes to argue and gets cut off immediately.

"Your place feels like a hotel! I wasn't even sure you actually lived there, to be honest. I don't do hotels, I'm not some quick lay."

"Says the guy who won't sleep with the same guy twice."

The speed at which Midoriya turns has Katsuki imagining lightning crackling behind him.

"What did you just say?"

Fuck, those eyes are back to stone.

"I--"

"YOU have no say in how I live." The man crosses his arms.

"YOU don't know the first thing about me. I should just leave--"

"Then tell me."

Greenies stumbles at the interruption.

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me about yourself." Katsuki brings up a hand to rub at the back of his hair.

Deku looks surprised and so is Katsuki.

This was supposed to be a quick lay, a fixing of a wrong. Now here he is trying to talk to this lunatic.

Worst of all, he's interested in the answer. More interested in anything, anyone, than he's EVER been. He wants to know what this guy's issue is. Shit this is complicated.

Midoriya seems to be struggling with this situation, too, especially when a car pulls up.

He looks at the car, then at his phone, then back at Katsuki. For the first time, that attitude he's had all night slips. Just a bit. His emotions are so clear, it's almost...beautiful.

Katsuki looks at the car before looking back at Midoriya.

"That you? Or is it us?"

It for now gotta do responsibilities:tm:

Per that anxiety provoking poll: We're back to finish this baby! Thanks for the 1500+ followers!

GZ doesn't think Broccoli's going to answer in time, the driver already looks antsy, but Midoriya rolls his eyes.

"Us."

He doesn't look back as he gets in the car.

Katsuki doesn't say anything as he follows.

The door shuts with a thud and the car takes off with the both in silence. How Katsuki /normally/ likes it.

'Cept he'd asked Freckles about himself and now he's really hoping for that answer.

Fuck, is there anything worse than small talk?

"So."

Silence.

"So what?" Midoriya doesn't even look his way.

"What do you do for work?"

"I'm not a prostitute."

"Did I fucking say-"

"I work in a office. You know, normal salaryman."

Katsuki snaps his mouth shut. Oh that's so

Boring. It doesn't fit the spitfire.

"Boring, right?" Midoriya sighs.

"I used to dream about becoming a hero...even when I found out I had no quirk. I trained and trained, signed up to take the entrance exam at UA. Took it. Failed it." He chuckles sadly. "I really thought I could get in w/no quirk. Dumb, huh?"

"I don't think it's dumb."

Damn, seriously no filter tonight. His big mouth is earning him all kind of looks, this time one of shock.

"You--you don't think it's dumb?"

"'Least you tried." Katsuki shrugged. "You wanted something and you gave it your all. Sucks ya failed, but that's life."

The car stops suddenly and GZ realizes this must be their destination. He goes to get out, but Freckles is just staring at him, mouth gaping like a fish.

"Is this not us?"

Midoriya snaps out of it with a shake of his head. Then a nod. Then, "yes, we're here."

Katsuki rolls his eyes but opens the car door. He steps out, waits for Midoriya, and then they're both headed to some apartment building. Lobby's empty. So is the elevator.

And before Katsuki can resume his hated small talk, Freckles has him pinned against the wall in a devouring kiss.

Instinct kicks in.

He flips their positions immediately, pinning the little twink underneath him the shorter's neck craned upward to maintain their kiss.

How the fuck does he not remember their first night at all?

Midoriya makes out like a bro; their tongues meshing with just the right amount of aggressive passion to turn Katsuki on. He expected the shortie to be all soft, but nah.

He kisses like he talks, only thing soft about him is his ass which Katsuki can barely fit in both of his large hands.

He's got a good enough grip for leverage; pulls the other man upward so he can dutifully wrap his legs around GZ's waist.

Katsuki can feel Midoriya's erection against his abs and fuck if can't already tell it's big for a pipsqueak like him.

He rearranges Freckle's weight to support it with one arm under his ass so he can cope a feel through the other's pants when the elevator gives a ding.

"Uh, I'll catch the next one."

GZ doesn't even turn around to see the man who takes a step back out of the elevator. He only lets go of Midoriya's lips so the tiny man can call out, "Sorry!" before they resume their make out.

Katsuki doesn't know if he's pissed or pleased when they get to the right floor. He's been palming Freckle's erection for a good few minutes while his own cock chafes in his stupid jeans.

Problem is, he has to let Midoriya down and leave him alone long enough to unlock the door.

Shit's harder than anything else he's had to do today, including talking to damn half-and-half.

FINALLY, they're in, but Katsuki freezes in the doorway at the sight of the studio apartment.

"What the hell?"

It's covered ceiling to floor in Pro-Hero memorabilia and for a second, GZ wonders if they've been fucking a damn stalker. Like, this is seriously, are those locks of Todoroki's hair???

Midoriya definitely looks embarrassed.

"What? I--I like heroes."

The room sets Katsuki on edge. "Is that why you fuck us then? Is it part of some crazy fan-shit on steroids?"

"No!"

"Don't get all offended, Freckles-"

"Izuku."

"/Deku./ Why else you would you be posting fuck ratings online."

"To remind everyone you guys are still human!"

Katsuki turns and glares at that, Izuku has his arms across his chest.

"Everyone on the news gets so mad when a hero does something wrong. But, you're all still human. You do some stuff good, you do some stuff bad. So what? I--I thought why not help remind people of that."

"That's some fucked up logic."

Izuku turns bright red. "Then why are you even here! Do you or do you not care about my rating?"

"Oh, I care all right."

Katsuki's smile turns sharp, deadly. He takes the few steps between them, grabbing Deku and throwing him onto the bed.

Twinkie squeaks and Katsuki mounts him like a damn king mounts his throne.

"I care about proving that I ain't so human, after all. After tonight, you'll be telling the world what it's like to have sex with a God."

Izuku rolls his eyes.

"Then stop talking and put my dick where your mouth is."

Katsuki can do that.

It's easy to get Freckles out of his clothes, easier to lift him up and off the bed so that his back's against the headboard and his legs are on either one of Katsuki's shoulders.

Deku's dick is as big as his words promised and Katsuki has no problem fitting it down his throat.

He's gotta say, Izuku sounds much better when he can't say a single word. Freckle moans like it's his job and Katsuki would pay anything to keep him going.

He keeps Deku groaning alright, sucking him off and playing with his ass just until greenie's whines get breathy before backing off. Katsuki does this three, nearly four times before the fingers in his hair are no longer so nice.

"Stop teasing!"

There'd be more bite to it if Midoriya's eyes weren't wet with frustrated tears. But Katsuki is here to please (even this is revenge).

He lets Izuku slide down to the bed, but keeps his legs on his shoulders. It could be an awkward position but Deku's flexible, he can tell.

Sure enough, Izuku's reaching around his thighs to unbutton Katsuki's pants like it's nothing and his cock is free before GZ can even grab the condom from his back pocket.

He shimmies the pants and underwear down his thigh as he gloves up when shit-- he didn't think about lube

Damn Deku doesn't seem to care. He's got Katsuki lined up and presses his ass against his cock earning a hiss from them both.

Shit he's tight. All plans of future teasing go out the window as the only punishment Katsuki's interested in is wrecking this hot, freckled ass.

He hardly gives Izuku time to adjust before he's pounding into the tiny man's ass. Deku doesn't seem to mind. His screams are louder now, his cracked voice screaming "Kacchan!" of all things.

The blogger is bent in half underneath him and they go so hard one of the legs of the bed gives way. Katsuki has to hold Izuku up again to keep him level but he's close.

"Kacchan!" He screams before he bites into his hand and cums all over his stomach.

The sight's enough to send Katsuki over the edge.

"'Zuku!"

He thrusts through his orgasm but it almost seems to never end. He's still on a high when he pulls out, condum full of cum but dick still hard.

Izuku eyes his cock, green eyes both shocked and hungry.

Freckles licks his lips.

"Again?"

Katsuki grins back.

That's how SmallMight715's last entry on "MyHerooo~" simply says:

Ground Zero: 11/10

The end! Hope you enjoyed!