Bakugo Katsuki is a man of few fears. He always jumps headfirst into danger with a ferocious smile on his face and thats one of the things that Izuku loves about him. He always seemed ready to face anything that came at him.
Until one day, he wasnât.
(THREAD)
#bakudeku #bkdk
Until one day, he wasnât.
(THREAD)
#bakudeku #bkdk
PH!BakuDeku , (kinda) crackfic
Izuku and Katsuki come face to face with a problem that for once, Katsuki is not equipped to handle.
or
Izuku finds out that Katsuki is absolutely terrified of mice.
( pls donât reply , qrt only thx <3 )
Izuku and Katsuki come face to face with a problem that for once, Katsuki is not equipped to handle.
or
Izuku finds out that Katsuki is absolutely terrified of mice.
( pls donât reply , qrt only thx <3 )
The front door opens widely and Izuku turns to watch as his boyfriend comes in and tosses his bags at the foot of the couch.
âIâm home,â Katsuki grumbles.
Izuku smiles and turns back to his laptop. âwelcome back, ready for my list of chores for you?â
âIâm home,â Katsuki grumbles.
Izuku smiles and turns back to his laptop. âwelcome back, ready for my list of chores for you?â
Katsuki groans, but collapses onto the couch next to his green haired boyfriend. âLay âem on me,â he says with no particular enthusiasm.
âAlright,â Izuku settles in closer and opens up a doc that heâd been writing in. âFirst on the list is the bathroom. Plumbingâs been sounding pretty weird and-â
â-hold on. You want me to fix the fucking /plumbing/?â
â-hold on. You want me to fix the fucking /plumbing/?â
âKacchan, last week you literally had me start an herb garden on the apartment balcony. Iâve been watering your plants for the last seven days.â
âOkay whatever. Keep going.â
âSecond, youâre taking over the herb garden.â
âFine, but youâve got that shit next week again.â
âOkay whatever. Keep going.â
âSecond, youâre taking over the herb garden.â
âFine, but youâve got that shit next week again.â
âOkay, and third, our bed is still missing two pegs from that one night. Can you please please /pretty/ please go replace the bed set and get us a new headboard?â
âA whole new bed set ? And you want me to fucking put it together on my own?â
âJust the frame and box spring! -
âA whole new bed set ? And you want me to fucking put it together on my own?â
âJust the frame and box spring! -
- /Please/ Kacchan, Iâm going crazy, sleeping upright every night. Itâs almost like Iâm standing.â
âDoesnât bother me.â
âWell youâre a little psychotic Kacchan.â
Katsuki eyes him for a second, giving him a disapproving look.
âDoesnât bother me.â
âWell youâre a little psychotic Kacchan.â
Katsuki eyes him for a second, giving him a disapproving look.
âKacchan /please/, I have no doubt in my mind that youâll be able to do it.â
âI know I can do it, Deku, I just donât fucking want to.â
âLook Iâll help you put it together, okay? I just need that bed fixed before I go crazy.â
âI know I can do it, Deku, I just donât fucking want to.â
âLook Iâll help you put it together, okay? I just need that bed fixed before I go crazy.â
âHow âbout I just put the pegs back on? Easy-peasy.â
Izuku chuckles and rolls his eyes, âWhy, so we can break them off for a third time? Besides, the headboardâs all scorched and scratched, and we definitely need that replaced.â
Izuku chuckles and rolls his eyes, âWhy, so we can break them off for a third time? Besides, the headboardâs all scorched and scratched, and we definitely need that replaced.â
âFine,â Katsuki growls, âwhat else?â
With a bright smile Izuku goes back to his list. âOkay I think youâve noticed the gas problem with the stove right? It keeps turning on randomly and-â
â-Yeah, Iâll fix that in a few days.â
Izuku beams up at him and lowers his laptop screen.
With a bright smile Izuku goes back to his list. âOkay I think youâve noticed the gas problem with the stove right? It keeps turning on randomly and-â
â-Yeah, Iâll fix that in a few days.â
Izuku beams up at him and lowers his laptop screen.
âThatâs everything then, aside from just the normal household chores.â
Katsuki nods and pulls Izuku towards him for a quick, chaste kiss on the forehead , âAlright,â he says, hoisting himself up off the couch. âIâm gonna take a shower and Iâll get started on the bathroom.â
Katsuki nods and pulls Izuku towards him for a quick, chaste kiss on the forehead , âAlright,â he says, hoisting himself up off the couch. âIâm gonna take a shower and Iâll get started on the bathroom.â
As he makes a move to leave, Izuku remembers another thing to add to the list. âOh Kacchan!â he calls , just before the blonde makes it to the bathroom.
âI found some droppings in the office. Evidence points toward it being a mouse. Think you could take care of it?â
âI found some droppings in the office. Evidence points toward it being a mouse. Think you could take care of it?â
Katsuki freezes in his tracks, hand poised on the bathroom door. âA mouse?â He repeats, voice wavering uncharacteristically.
âYeah,â Izuku continues, oblivious to Katsukiâs change in behavior, âhopefully itâs just one, I havenât seen it yet but i donât want it chewing on any wires or making a mess anywhere.â
He takes a second to check his watch and his eyes widen at the time displayed.
He takes a second to check his watch and his eyes widen at the time displayed.
âCrap,â he yelps, getting up and tossing his laptop on the couch. âMy shift starts soon so Iâve gotta head to the agency. But Iâll be back by dinner?â He says hopefully.
Katsuki nods silently as Izuku passes , receiving a soft kiss on the cheek that helps ease his nerves a little.
And Izuku leaves, grabbing his costume case and calling out a bubbly âSee ya Kacchan!â waving his hand at his boyfriend who had yet to enter the bathroom.
And Izuku leaves, grabbing his costume case and calling out a bubbly âSee ya Kacchan!â waving his hand at his boyfriend who had yet to enter the bathroom.
~
When Izuku gets home, heâs tired and hungry, and /thankfully/ he can smell the telltale aroma of Katsukiâs cooking coming up the stairs. He walks in, pleasantly surprised to see Katsuki surrounded in a messy kitchen.
âHey Kacchan.â he greets, toeing off his shoes.
âHey Kacchan.â he greets, toeing off his shoes.
Katsuki gives him a soft grunt, his normal demeanor while he cooks, so Izuku shrugs and heads into the office, dropping his costume case on the ground. As he walks to the desk, his foot just barely grazes over something small and rectangular.
It snaps from the brisk movement and Izuku, startled, stumbles backwards, slamming his hand on the desk to catch his balance. Something on the desk snaps and all Izuku feels is /pain/ coursing through his finger. He lets out a sharp cry and grips onto his wrist, -
- a mouse trap dangling from his ring and pinky fingers.
Katsuki rushes into the room and flips on the switch, dousing the room in light and revealing a startling amount of mouse traps. He stands threatened, brandishing a large frying pan, âdid it get him?â He asks, wide-eyed.
Katsuki rushes into the room and flips on the switch, dousing the room in light and revealing a startling amount of mouse traps. He stands threatened, brandishing a large frying pan, âdid it get him?â He asks, wide-eyed.
âIs it dead? I heard the snap.â
Izuku lifts up his assaulted hand, and stares back at Katsuki with a look of betrayal.
âWhat the /hell/ Kacchan?â
âOh.â
â/Oh/?â
âI was trying to kill the mouse.â
âJust the /one/? Thereâs mouse traps /everywhere/!â
âI was being efficient!â
Izuku lifts up his assaulted hand, and stares back at Katsuki with a look of betrayal.
âWhat the /hell/ Kacchan?â
âOh.â
â/Oh/?â
âI was trying to kill the mouse.â
âJust the /one/? Thereâs mouse traps /everywhere/!â
âI was being efficient!â
âEfficient?? No sane mouse is coming anywhere /near/ all this!â
Katsukiâs face falls for a second, just an instant before lighting back up with realization.
âOf /course/, thereâs no fucking cheese.â He turns away to leave, moving to head back into the kitchen.
Katsukiâs face falls for a second, just an instant before lighting back up with realization.
âOf /course/, thereâs no fucking cheese.â He turns away to leave, moving to head back into the kitchen.
âKacchan! What about my fingers?â
âWhy should I care what happens to your shitty fingers, you used to break your shit all the fuckinâ time in high school.â
âHey-thatâs different!â
âYa, your fingers arenât fuckin /broken/ this time, youâll live. Hurry up, foodâll be ready soonâ
âWhy should I care what happens to your shitty fingers, you used to break your shit all the fuckinâ time in high school.â
âHey-thatâs different!â
âYa, your fingers arenât fuckin /broken/ this time, youâll live. Hurry up, foodâll be ready soonâ
~tbc~
Over the next couple days, Izuku noticed Katsuki uncharacteristically ignoring his share of his housework, and he found himself cleaning up more and more behind his boyfriend than normal.
The blonde had seemingly been on edge all week and had made no clear attempts to assure Izuku otherwise. Heâd been jumpy and fidgety and had been walking around the apartment in an apprehensive manner, eyes cautious and alert, heedful of his surroundings.
Izuku had found it hilarious.
So much so that he had started his own lil one sided game.
So much so that he had started his own lil one sided game.
When Katsuki would leave the apartment, izuku would scatter fake mouse droppings in every other room, just to get the blonde agitated. He would drop crumbs of food around the apartment to make it look like the poor mouse was being more active.
And at night, heâd discretely use his quirk to make scratching noises against the wall, which he KNEW, despite Katsukiâs lack of addressing the matter, was making the blonde freak out.
So far, he was doing just enough to push Katsuki closer and closer to the edge and it was funny to watch his boyfriend jump at the slightest noise or tense from a movement he /thought/ he saw in his peripherals.
It was a blast of a few days for Izuku, and with Katsuki thoroughly (and deliberately
) ignoring the housework, he didnât feel guilty about milking the /fuck/ out of his boyfriendâs little mouse fear.

He found small pleasures in watching Katsukiâs muted expressions when one of his pranks spooked him. And he loved it, he really did. But he found out very soon, that just teasing him wasnât enough for Izuku.
See, Katsuki was never the type to show fear. But now that Izuku had caught a tiny glimpse of it, his mind refused to let him think of anything else until this new emotion was documented. /Thoroughly/.
So Izuku did what he needed to do to get the results he wanted to find.
He went into the cabinet and poked holes into all of Katsukiâs favorite spicy snacks.
He went into the cabinet and poked holes into all of Katsukiâs favorite spicy snacks.
This one, heâll admit, went a little too far. And it definitely backfired on him. But when Katsuki found out, he was nonetheless capital p: Pissed.
âYouâve gotta be /fucking/ kidding me!â Katsuki bellows from the kitchen.
Izuku ignores him at first, but after listening to the suspicious noises of angry clattering, he trots into the kitchen to see what put the blonde in such a fit.
Izuku ignores him at first, but after listening to the suspicious noises of angry clattering, he trots into the kitchen to see what put the blonde in such a fit.
Katsuki was standing with the pantry doors open, angrily pulling all of their food off the shelves and into an overflowing trashbag. He was scowling as perfectly good food, even some packages /unopened/, was tossed hastily in trash.
âKacchan, whatâs going on in here?â Izuku asks warily, eyeing his boyfriend from a safe distance across the island counter.
âThe fucking mouse got into our food.â Katsuki growls. He holds up a large package of his favorite spicy ramen, holes littering the top.
âThe fucking mouse got into our food.â Katsuki growls. He holds up a large package of his favorite spicy ramen, holes littering the top.
Holes that /Izuku/ had made and had conveniently /forgot/ about.
Oops.
âCan you believe this shit?â Katsuki angrily drops the package into the trash and swipes at their collection of boxed cereal. âWho knows what else that furry bastard couldâve gotten into.â
Oops.
âCan you believe this shit?â Katsuki angrily drops the package into the trash and swipes at their collection of boxed cereal. âWho knows what else that furry bastard couldâve gotten into.â
âYouâre not throwing out /everything/, are you?â Izuku asks nervously.
Katsuki scowls at him. âYou wanna be sharing our food w Stuart Little here?â He shakes his head in disgust. âCourse Iâm throwing out everything. Itâs all fucking contaminated.â
Katsuki scowls at him. âYou wanna be sharing our food w Stuart Little here?â He shakes his head in disgust. âCourse Iâm throwing out everything. Itâs all fucking contaminated.â
Izuku gives him an uncertain look and Katsuki just rolls his eyes.
âShit, you wanna invite the damn thing to dinner? Since youâre so privy to letting it eat us out of house and home?â
âBut Kacchan, all this is gonna be expensive to replace, and-â
âShit, you wanna invite the damn thing to dinner? Since youâre so privy to letting it eat us out of house and home?â
âBut Kacchan, all this is gonna be expensive to replace, and-â
Katsuki reaches for a familiar looking box toward the back of the pantry and Izuku suddenly /panics/.
âWait!â He shouts, aiming a 0.3% Air Force smash towards Katsukiâs outstretched fingers.
It wasnât too strong, just enough to knock Katsukiâs hand away.
âDeku, what the-â
âWait!â He shouts, aiming a 0.3% Air Force smash towards Katsukiâs outstretched fingers.
It wasnât too strong, just enough to knock Katsukiâs hand away.
âDeku, what the-â
âNot my All Mighty-Oâs!â He shouts protectively, despite being on the other side of the counter.
âAll Mighty- Deku are you /fucking/ kidding me?!â
âDonât yell at me!â
âGive me one good reason not to!â
âBecause youâll use your quirk and we need to mindful of the gas in here!â
âAll Mighty- Deku are you /fucking/ kidding me?!â
âDonât yell at me!â
âGive me one good reason not to!â
âBecause youâll use your quirk and we need to mindful of the gas in here!â
Katsuki sighs in frustration and gingerly pulls the box off the shelf. âDeku- just /please/ fucking tell me that this is not the Limited Edition Silver Age All Might: Heroâs Tribute Mighty-Oâs âą that came out /four/ years ago?â
Izuku keeps quiet but nods shyly âIt might be.â
Izuku keeps quiet but nods shyly âIt might be.â
âThis is going in the trash.â
âKacchan! You canât!â
âWhy not? Itâs stale and expired!â
âItâs Limited Edition!â
âItâs fucking /cereal/!â
âKacchan! You canât!â
âWhy not? Itâs stale and expired!â
âItâs Limited Edition!â
âItâs fucking /cereal/!â
âKacchan, do you realize that this could be the /last/ piece of official All Might merch thatâll ever be released? Itâs a /tribute/ Kacchan! That word is so /final/! You canât tell me it doesnât scare you!â
âIt doesnât Deku! Why do we need his merch when you chose an apartment right down the fucking street from him! You donât need to idolize the guy, I mean shit, you have me cook dinner for him every other week!â
âBut Kacchan-â
âBut Kacchan-â
â/Trash/.â Katsuki emphasizes with his no nonsense tone. He stuffs the cereal into the trash bag, making sure to damage the box just enough so Deku wouldnât come scavenging.
Izuku lets out a dramatic sigh and retreats to the room to go pout.
Izuku lets out a dramatic sigh and retreats to the room to go pout.
He doesnât speak to Katsuki for the remainder of the day, leaving the blonde to continue cleaning out their infested food and rant to himself about how much he fucking hates mice.
And that night, while the boys laid on their lopsided bed (that katsuki had not yet got around to fixing) Izuku could hear something akin to actual scratching in the walls.
He sighs and turns over to face Katsuki, lamenting the fact that he has to sleep at a 25° degree angle AND listen to this stupid mouse run around inside their walls.
He snuggles close to his boyfriend, knowing that the noises would likely keep the blonde awake and worrying.
He snuggles close to his boyfriend, knowing that the noises would likely keep the blonde awake and worrying.
Briefly, he feels a bit guilty about keeping Katsuki up the previous nights with his own scratching antics but then he remembers that Katsukiâs fear isnât rational enough for him to condone the neglect of his /bi/weekly chores.
Plus the asshole threw his rare All Might cereal away with /zero/ sympathy.
Jerk.
A slight sniffle escapes him and he changes his mind about the snuggles, letting go and turning over again to face the wall instead.
Stupid Kacchan doesnât deserve any snuggles tonight.
Jerk.
A slight sniffle escapes him and he changes his mind about the snuggles, letting go and turning over again to face the wall instead.
Stupid Kacchan doesnât deserve any snuggles tonight.
~
A few days later, when Izuku comes home from work, heâs disappointed (but not surprised) to hear the continuous banging in the walls after using the bathroom.
âKacchan,â he calls into their room, âyou havenât fixed the plumbing yet?â
âKacchan,â he calls into their room, âyou havenât fixed the plumbing yet?â
Katsuki emerges with a plethora of new traps and baits in his arms. âItâs not the plumbing,â he says casually, âitâs the mouse.â
âWhat?â
âThere /is/ no plumbing, itâs just the mouse.â
âKacchan what are you talking about?â
âWhat?â
âThere /is/ no plumbing, itâs just the mouse.â
âKacchan what are you talking about?â
â/Fuck/, Deku.â Katsuki growls, dropping the load of traps to the ground in the hallway. âThose sounds youâre hearing, itâs not the fucking plumbing. Itâs the fucking /mouse/.â
â...The mouse...â
â...The mouse...â
Katsuki waves his hands encouragingly, trying to coax Izuku into catching on. â...In the...pipes.â
Izuku raises his eyebrows, surprised, â...In the pipes,â he repeats skeptically.
Izuku raises his eyebrows, surprised, â...In the pipes,â he repeats skeptically.
He frowns, a bit concerned. âThe mouse is in the pipes...â
After thinking about it for a second, the corners of his lips curl into a smile, âLike that old movie... âFlushed Away?ââ He asks w a slight giggle.
âDonât you fucking patronize me.â
After thinking about it for a second, the corners of his lips curl into a smile, âLike that old movie... âFlushed Away?ââ He asks w a slight giggle.
âDonât you fucking patronize me.â
A sudden noise begins to sound in the wall and Katsuki crouches, instincts on alert mode. âListen!â He hisses as the light banging noises sound over his voice. âThat doesnât sound like a mouse to you?â
...
â...No Kacchan, it sounds like the plumbing.â
...
â...No Kacchan, it sounds like the plumbing.â
Izuku moves inside the bathroom and turns the faucet on then off. The banging noise starts up again and Izuku gives Katsuki a pointed look. âPlumbing.â He reaffirms.
âIt could /totally/ beââ
âIt could /totally/ beââ
ââ/Regardless/ of whether or not thereâs a mouse in the pipes, I can still hear banging and clanging in the walls. /Additionally/, our bed is still lopsided and the kitchen still smells like gas.â
âHalf the week has gone by, and Iâm /still/ watering your herb garden! What have you been doing, Kacchan?â
âTrying to get rid of this /fucking/ mouse !!â
âTrying to get rid of this /fucking/ mouse !!â
â...You totally owe me for this.â
âI do fucking /not/. Iâm /exhausting/ myself tryna get rid of the lil motherfucker. Itâs hard fucking work.â
âI do fucking /not/. Iâm /exhausting/ myself tryna get rid of the lil motherfucker. Itâs hard fucking work.â
âThree mousetraps, Kacchan.â He says, voice sounding a lil unhinged. âThree /freaking/ mousetraps.â He holds up three fingers, emphatically raising one with each pointed word.
âIâve stepped in THREE! Iâm about to stop taking off my shoes when I get home and then start making YOU mop up all the dirt I track in! This is RIDICULOUS!â
âHOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL?!?! YOU JUST WANT TO MAKE MORE WORK FOR ME!â
âHOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL?!?! YOU JUST WANT TO MAKE MORE WORK FOR ME!â
âHUUUUH??? HOW DOES THAT EVEN MAKE SENSE?! IâM THE ONE THATS BEEN CLEANING UP AFTER /YOU/!â
âWHA-â
âWHA-â
Izuku turns and jabs an angry finger in Katsukiâs face. âDonât even /think/ about saying itâs not true.â he says, voice low and dangerous. âWho did the laundry this week? Me, Kacchan, it was me. Who mopped the floors? Also me, Kacchan. Who cleaned the bathroom? I did, Kacchan.â
âOh and like I said, Iâve /also/ been watering your /stupid/ herb garden /every/ freaking morning! While you dance around the apartment, scared of a freaking /mouse/!â
âIâM NOT FUCKING SCARED OF-â
âIâM NOT FUCKING SCARED OF-â
âKACCHAN!â
âWHAT?!â
âTHE /MOUSE/ ISNT THE FREAKING POINT.â
âWHAT?!â
âTHE /MOUSE/ ISNT THE FREAKING POINT.â
Katsuki blinks, barely realizing that Izukuâs voice was laden with pain and frustration. Tears were pooling in his green eyes and his fists were balled up tight.
âYou threw away my rare All Might cereal.â Izuku says with a whimper.
âIS THAT WHAT THIS IS ABOUT?â
âNO. ITS NOT BUT I FEEL ITS A TOPIC THAT SERIOUSLY NEEDS TO BE ADDRESSED.â
âDeku, itâs fucking /CEREAL/.â
âIt was /important/ to me!â He sniffles. âYou crossed a line, Kacchan. You really did.â
âNO. ITS NOT BUT I FEEL ITS A TOPIC THAT SERIOUSLY NEEDS TO BE ADDRESSED.â
âDeku, itâs fucking /CEREAL/.â
âIt was /important/ to me!â He sniffles. âYou crossed a line, Kacchan. You really did.â
Katsuki scoffs and rolls his eyes. âWhatever. The only reason that box is /rare/ is because itâs ages old and yours is probably the only one left that hasnât been eaten yet.
âExactly!â
âShut /up/ Nerd, Iâm not fucking sympathizing with you!â
âExactly!â
âShut /up/ Nerd, Iâm not fucking sympathizing with you!â
Izuku huffs. âLook, Kacchan, Iâll ignore the cereal for now, but youâre actually driving me nuts. /Please/ letâs just get back on schedule, and get everything fixed so our lives can go back to normal, /please/. The bed? I would /really/ enjoy sleeping laying down, yanno?â
He sighs dramatically. âAnd for the love of Kami /please/ just call the gas company or something. I /need/ to eat something homemade. We canât just avoid the stove because of the gas.â
Katsuki rolls his eyes but continues to let the nerd rant. âYeah yeah,â he says when Izuku stops talking. âIâll fix the plumbing right now.â
And for the next half hour, Katsuki kept himself locked in the bathroom, and Izuku was left to listen to mysterious grunting and angry curses. Intrigued, he stationed himself outside of the bathroom, curious as to how his boyfriend would emerge from this endeavor.
Sure enough, thirty minutes later, the bathroom door opens wide to reveal a sopping wet and seething Katsuki.
But when Katsuki gets a look at Izukuâs cute little inquisitive expression, he feels the tension drain out of him. âIâll call a plumber,â he says, tired and defeated.
But when Katsuki gets a look at Izukuâs cute little inquisitive expression, he feels the tension drain out of him. âIâll call a plumber,â he says, tired and defeated.
Izuku gives him a sad look, and he did look miserable, standing in the nearly /flooded/ bathroom, drenched with water.
But Izuku was also miserable. And he was still mad about his cereal.
But Izuku was also miserable. And he was still mad about his cereal.
He moves his line of sight past Katsuki and widens his eyes to look surprised. He points (with a rehearsed finger) and /screeches/.
âTHE MOUSE!â
âTHE MOUSE!â
Katsukiâs expression was straight /gold/.
The blonde whips around fiercely, eyes harboring that intense panic, and hands already poised to attack. But his swift (and miscalculated) action has him slipping on the water beneath him and he topples to the floor in a flurry of arms and legs and angry curses.
Izuku sputters at the sight of the normally âcomposedâ hero flailing around in the water of their messed up bathroom and he leans over, heaving in laughter as Katsuki tries (and fails) to get up and away from the imaginary mouse.
âDEKU!â Katsuki screams, backing himself up into a corner and defensively aiming his outstretched palms toward absolutely nothing, âWHERE IS IT?!â
The words do nothing but encourage Izukuâs side-splitting laughter, and he clenches his stomach at the hilarity of the situation.
âTHE FUCK ARE YOU LAUGHING FOR? WHEREâS THE FUCKING MOUSE?!â
âTHE FUCK ARE YOU LAUGHING FOR? WHEREâS THE FUCKING MOUSE?!â
Izuku cackles, tears springing to his eyes. His cheeks and stomach were /aching/ and he attempts to get some words out but the sight of an angry Kacchan, dripping wet and /terrified/ is too much for him and he doubles over, gasping for breath.
âI canât /breathe/,â he wheezes, squeezing his eyes shut and slapping at his thighs to expel the leftover chortles.
It takes Katsuki about three seconds to figure out whatâs going on, and needless to say, he is /not/ amused.
âYOU SHITTY FUCKING ASSHOLE /BASTARD/!â Katsuki bellows, rising to his feet in one precise movement.
And just like that, Izukuâs fit of laughter is immediately cured.
âYOU SHITTY FUCKING ASSHOLE /BASTARD/!â Katsuki bellows, rising to his feet in one precise movement.
And just like that, Izukuâs fit of laughter is immediately cured.
He shrieks in genuine fear and bolts into the living room, ducking behind their couch.
But Katsuki is after him with a vengeance and their chase propels them into the kitchen, with Katsuki standing menacingly across the island counter and Izuku waving his hands placatingly.
But Katsuki is after him with a vengeance and their chase propels them into the kitchen, with Katsuki standing menacingly across the island counter and Izuku waving his hands placatingly.
âWait! Kacchan! /Wait/! You canât use your quirk on me!â
âGive me one reason why I FUCKING SHOULDNâT!â
âThe GAS, KACCHAN! Weâll both /explode/!â
âWell /you/ deserve it and IâM FUCKING FIREPROOF SO LETS FUCKING GO!â
âKACCHAN NO!â
âGive me one reason why I FUCKING SHOULDNâT!â
âThe GAS, KACCHAN! Weâll both /explode/!â
âWell /you/ deserve it and IâM FUCKING FIREPROOF SO LETS FUCKING GO!â
âKACCHAN NO!â
Izuku manages to escape the kitchen before his boyfriend can wreak bloody havoc and he finds himself hiding in their room with the door locked tight and double checked.
âDeku, if you donât get your ass out here right the FUCK now, Iâm gonna-â
âDeku, if you donât get your ass out here right the FUCK now, Iâm gonna-â
â-You really are scared of mice arenât you Kacchan!â Izuku taunts from behind the safety of his door.
Katsuki slams an angry fist on the other side, making the door creak dangerously. âIâm gonna fucking /rip/your lungs out, DEKU! Come THE FUCK out!â
Katsuki slams an angry fist on the other side, making the door creak dangerously. âIâm gonna fucking /rip/your lungs out, DEKU! Come THE FUCK out!â
âWhy, Kacchan? You donât wanna be out there all alone with the mouse?â
He expects another angry retort but a dry silence is the only answer he receives.
âKacchan?â he calls, confused.
He expects another angry retort but a dry silence is the only answer he receives.
âKacchan?â he calls, confused.
When he still gets no answer, he cautiously, and against his better judgement, opens the door to peek outside.
Katsuki is sitting there, back up against the wall, face buried in his arms, and a suspicious sniffling noise coming from his nose.
Itâs a sight to behold.
Katsuki is sitting there, back up against the wall, face buried in his arms, and a suspicious sniffling noise coming from his nose.
Itâs a sight to behold.
âKacchan?â Izuku asks softly, previous frustrations already forgotten.
Katsuki doesnât move but a small voice speaks quietly and if Izuku didnât know better, heâd never assume it came from his explosive blonde.
âDonât fucking /do/ that shit.â
Katsuki doesnât move but a small voice speaks quietly and if Izuku didnât know better, heâd never assume it came from his explosive blonde.
âDonât fucking /do/ that shit.â
The voice is a low whisper and it doesnât take much for it to wrench Izukuâs heartstrings in every direction.
âSorry,â he whispers back, sliding down the wall to sit next to his /sniffling/, (because heâd get his ass kicked if he ever assumed Katsuki was crying) boyfriend.
âSorry,â he whispers back, sliding down the wall to sit next to his /sniffling/, (because heâd get his ass kicked if he ever assumed Katsuki was crying) boyfriend.
He places his hand in spiky blonde hair and scratches soothingly at Katsukiâs scalp. âI was still mad about my All Mighty-Oâs.â He explains.
âDeku shut /up/ about your stupid fucking cereal.
âDeku shut /up/ about your stupid fucking cereal.
Izuku chuckles. âSorry Kacchan.â After a thick silence he smirks and speaks again. âBut you have to admit, that was downright /hilarious/.â
Katsuki side-eyes him with a narrowed brow but relents and shoots him a flustered grin. âI fucking hate you,â he says, shaking his head.
Katsuki side-eyes him with a narrowed brow but relents and shoots him a flustered grin. âI fucking hate you,â he says, shaking his head.
And just like that, almost all is well between them.
When night arrives, the boys lay down diligently on their awfully angled bed. Theyâre both plagued by the built up emotions of the week and the mouseâs relentless scratching in the walls does nothing to calm either of them.
Though still feeling a bit guilty, Izuku pulls his boyfriend close and snuggles him tightly. And the action is just enough to mute the terrible noises and stave off the blondeâs niggling fears.
~tbc~