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it's winter and Bakugou is fucking dumb. they're waiting to cross the street and he desperately needs to piss. he's so full he feels he's going to burst and his giant puppy dog of a boyfriend is looking at him all worried and shit but holy fuck
it's winter and Bakugou is fucking dumb. they're waiting to cross the street and he desperately needs to piss. he's so full he feels he's going to burst and his giant puppy dog of a boyfriend is looking at him all worried and shit but holy fuck
their apartment is definitely close but his body doesn't seem to fucking care, so he pulls Eijirou by his giant fucking hand while walking the fastest as his twitching tights and clumsy feet allow him to.
fuck yeah he's safe. katsuki can already see the building's entrance.
fuck yeah he's safe. katsuki can already see the building's entrance.
he is not.
he is completely 100% irrevocably fucked and the elevator is fucking dead so he's almost pissing himself in the corridors of this cold ass building
there are just two more flights of stairs to go but there's so much agony. he can barely hold it in when he moves.
he is completely 100% irrevocably fucked and the elevator is fucking dead so he's almost pissing himself in the corridors of this cold ass building
there are just two more flights of stairs to go but there's so much agony. he can barely hold it in when he moves.
this is pure and unadulterated humiliation, but katsuki's so preoccupied with taking the last steps there's no energy left to care about it all. he's safe, he's with Eijirou and everything will be alright.
and then he sees their door and the familiar number plate next to it.
and then he sees their door and the familiar number plate next to it.
the surprise practically catches him by the balls because he was so sure he would make it.
a shudder runs through his body and a pathetic little whine leaves his throat but he can barely hear it over the desperate thumping of his heart.
he didn't make it.
a shudder runs through his body and a pathetic little whine leaves his throat but he can barely hear it over the desperate thumping of his heart.
he didn't make it.
he's pissing.
he's pissing all over himself in the middle of the cold corridor of this building
it's so warm suddenly and Katsuki notices he was shaking so bad because the liquid heat on his pants and the sweat on his back and the blood on his cheeks make it stop.
he's pissing all over himself in the middle of the cold corridor of this building
it's so warm suddenly and Katsuki notices he was shaking so bad because the liquid heat on his pants and the sweat on his back and the blood on his cheeks make it stop.
they're right outside their door and there's so much shame pooling his senses his vision is getting messed up by the fat tears that roll down his cheek unbidden.
then kirishima is hauling him inside their apartment like he's a doll, protecting him from anyone's eyes.
then kirishima is hauling him inside their apartment like he's a doll, protecting him from anyone's eyes.
they forgot to turn the heat on is all katsuki thinks when eijirou hugs him, petting his hair as if he was a spooked animal. he sobs and cries and snots all over his boyfriend's soft sweater because
because he's still pissing. there's so much and it's now pooling by their feet.
because he's still pissing. there's so much and it's now pooling by their feet.
there's a beat and then two. eijirou takes him by the shoulders and knees and carries him to the bathroom.
katsuki feels hiccups and sons all the way through his chest, no fighting spirit left. he feels so fucking small in these arms, but now he also feels safe.
katsuki feels hiccups and sons all the way through his chest, no fighting spirit left. he feels so fucking small in these arms, but now he also feels safe.
he feels safe when he lands on his feet while eijirou turn the hot water on.
he feels safe and loved when those big hands take off his boots, unbutton his soiled pants and lower his briefs to the ground. there's wisps of steam from the warmth of katsuki's body, but they
he feels safe and loved when those big hands take off his boots, unbutton his soiled pants and lower his briefs to the ground. there's wisps of steam from the warmth of katsuki's body, but they
pay no attention.
katsuki stays like that, lost on the turmoil of a weird arrangement of feelings. finally, having himself gotten undressed, eijirou takes his hand and pulls him under the hot spray of water.
katsuki stays like that, lost on the turmoil of a weird arrangement of feelings. finally, having himself gotten undressed, eijirou takes his hand and pulls him under the hot spray of water.
katsuki allows himself to relax. to breathe again under the warmth of the shower and eijirou's arms. his shoulders drop and his head does as well, finding comfort on the plush chest in front of it.
he sighs, nuzzles into his boyfriend's chest hair, and hugs him back.
he sighs, nuzzles into his boyfriend's chest hair, and hugs him back.
