Bakugou (bkdk soon) NSFW and weed? Yeah okay everyone predicted this but

Bakugou was given marijuana as a last ditch effort from his doctor when he was 14. Bakugou was angry, stressed, and he needed a coping mechanism. Therapy wasn't working, and there aren't exactly any

"anti-pissed off" medications. At least none that worked for him.

He found a few strains he likes pretty quickly, and he takes a hit or two after class to calm down. It works like a charm, really. His heart beats slower and he can finally feel his fight or flight response calm.

He probably should be worried about his dependency, but why fix something that ain't broke? He does it quietly in his room alone for a few hours every day. Of course UA knows- they have to keep data on all the junk nowa days- but he doesn't exactly want everyone to know he is

a stoner and think he's weak or some shit. So he's comfortable. He lays down, takes a deep inhale of whatever he's fancied lately and watches a movie, naps, or jerks it.

And he was doing the latter when Deku walked in.

Now, listen. There was no conceivable way to hide what he was doing, both on the weed front and the masturbation one. His bong was sitting next to him, his dab pen was literally in his mouth in the middle of an inhale, his computer was on the desk playing porn quietly, and his

Hand was mid-stroke down his length. The room smelled like weed and Bakugou looked like he was gonna fucking lose it anyways.

Bakugou couldn't really be angry in this state. He was high as hell, all his nerves lit, yet lacking the motor function to react. However, he could feel

Anxiety. Oh boy, could he feel anxiety. The pit in his stomach filling with dread as Deku just /stood/ there with the /damn door open/. And Bakugou couldn't say anything. He was frozen, brain moving too slow to react with anything more than emotion. Deku probably stands there for

Years before he calmly walks in, closes the door, and faces Katsuki.

Katsuki reacts and moves slowly, tucking himself away and pausing his porn. His sweatpants tent rather lewdly but he can't care enough right now. He can't really care about anything right now.

So, he closes his eyes, counts to ten to rid some of his anxiety, and takes out his hearing aids. He is too high to speak, so he won't.

He silently signs, "leave."

".. ak...ou" he hears faintly, muffled.

Bakugou signs again, "leave. We'll talk later."

And if his talk sign landed on his nose Deku wouldn't have noticed, because he was looking at Bakugou's bong now. Bakugou eyes his wearily as he gets closer.

"Smoke?" He asks, the simple sign looking out of place near the boys mouth.

"Why? You want?"

Midoriya shrugs,

Picking up the bong and snatching the lighter off the table.

Today Katsuki found out that the way Deku hits a bong is illegally pretty. Like, breathtakingly slutty and beautiful. Bakugou watches him with wide eyes as he takes a deep inhale and blows it back at him, a small smile

Deku just points to his ears calmly, asking Katsuki to put in his hearing aids and showing Katsuki he wasn't bothered or freaked out. He knew Katsuki was like a cat in this way; he needed to know you weren't a threat before he would listen.

Katsuki eyes them, considers it, then

Reaches for them and inserts them again.

"I didn't know you smoked, Kacchan!" Midoriya says happily, bouncing on the bed as he sits.

Katsuki subconsciously moves his legs and almost considers laying them on Midoriya's lap once he's comfortable, but retracts them before they can

Land.

"It's gotta be lonely smoking in here alone. How long have you been doing it?"

Katsuki considers the question, but his bodies twitching from the high distracts him for a few moments longer than necessary. If he noticed, Deku doesnt mention it.

"Awhile." He settles.

Midoriya nods, reaching for the bong again and taking another slutty looking hit. Bakugou watches his large chest expand with the inhale, and his pretty lashes flutter when he exhales. It makes him hot under the collar, and he has to take a hit off his pen to distract himself.

"... What about you?" Bakugou finally asks.

Midoriya shrugs, "year, maybe. Helps with my anxiety."

Bakugou nods and it's silent. Not the good silent though. Midoriya is looking at something and Bakugou's eyes follow them. He's looking at his computer screen, which still has his

Porn on pause. One man was being spanked, his hands tied behind his back and his ass raw. It was pretty traditional BDSM porn, nothing close to some of the stuff Bakugou gets off on.

Still, Bakugou feels his stomach fill with dread as he watches Midoriya press play in

What feels like slow-motion. Suddenly a loud smack fills the room and moans of two men ring through his aids as the pornography resumes.

Bakugou is quick to shut his laptop (by baked standards), and Midoriya is laughing his ass off as Bakugou stares mortifyingly as his laptop

Continues to play the sound for many, many seconds longer.

"I'm gonna kick your ass when I can move again,"

Midoriya is still cry-laughing, his face pressed into the meat of Bakugou's outer thigh as he rolls to his side and catches his breath.