#drunk bakugou

[aira-writes]

Drunk Bakugou

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader ft. Bakusquad

Genre: smau, college au, humor, chaos, crack

Warnings: THIS IS CHAOTIC, language, may contain errors

a/n: Had a really hard time making the convos and editing em but I really like the chaos i created mwahahaha. It has a total of 32 photos so i had to squeeze them all into a collage so i can upload them in one part. Hope you like this one.

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[hyuge]

Meaning Behind the Things You Say

“I just—hic—love Eijirou so much.” Katsuki sniffled, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. His beer sloshed in his glass as he slammed it down on the table of the restaurant.

“Kacchan, I think you’ve had enough.” Midoriya reached out to take Katsuki’s glass away and he slapped his hand with a petulant frown.

“I’ll tell you when I’ve had enough,” he slurred.

“Bakugou, as your best friend—”

Katsuki snorted incredulously, narrowing his glossy gaze at Todoroki across the table. “We’re not—hic—bes’ friends Icy Hot. Delusional. Th’only friend I need’s Ei-Eiji-Eijiroooou.” He planted his face on the table, rattling the dishes. Midoriya and Todoroki moved quickly to keep anything from spilling. Everything went black.

When Katsuki came to, the world felt light. He bounced up and down, legs swinging in the air. It was like he was flying. He was pressed into a firm, warm bed of who-knows-what, and he buried his face in it. It was comforting and kept his head from spinning.

“You awake?” a voice asked.

The bed rumbled. Katsuki cracked his eyes open to see he was moving. Why was his bed moving? Katsuki groaned, feeling dizzy.

“Bakugou?”

Katsuki’s head snapped up and he lifted his gaze to see the back of a head. Red hair tickled his face, and he rubbed his nose to keep from sneezing. “Wha—?”

“You finally waking up?”

Oh. He knew this warmth. He dreamed about it all the time. He must still be dreaming. Katsuki hummed in response and buried his face in the back of Kirishima’s neck. If he was sleeping, he was going to take full advantage of the sweet situation he found himself in.

“It’s not like you to get this drunk,” said Kirishima with a chuckle.

“Not drunk,” Katsuki pouted.

“Sure, sure.” Kirishima hoisted him higher to correct his slacking grip. “Midoriya and Todoroki said you seemed upset. Did something happen?”

Katsuki huffed, blowing a breath of hot air against Kirishima’s skin. He felt the man shiver beneath him. “Shouldn’t you know?” he said petulantly. Katsuki was officially annoyed with his dream version of Kirishima. “Lemme down.” He smacked Kirishima’s shoulder.

“Bakugou, you can barely stand up straight.”

“I said lemme down,” he barked.

Kirishima sighed, then released Katsuki’s thighs so he could slide off him. Katsuki stumbled and Kirishima caught him by the elbow to help him straighten out. Katsuki tried to pull his arm free, but Kirishima held steady. “Babe. What’s wrong?”

Katsuki sneered at him. Maybe he wasn’t dreaming after all. Dream Kirishima wouldn’t treat him like this. “I hate you,” he muttered, eyes downcast and tears prickling at the ducts.

Kirishima shook his head and pulled Katsuki in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around him firmly and buried his face in blond hair. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do,” said Katsuki, with less heat this time, melting into Kirishima’s embrace.

Kirishima chuckled to himself. The vibration rumbled through Katsuki’s chest. “It’s cute how mad you are over the fact that I said your cooking was bad at breakfast this morning.” He pressed a kiss to Katsuki’s temple. “Let’s go home.”

“Fine, but not ‘cause you said so, because I’m tired.”

“Sure.” Kirishima lifted Katsuki into his arms like he was carrying a small child. Katsuki wrapped around him like a koala hugging a tree, refusing to let go.

A gift for ElkWisp, Su, Striscia, and Raei.

You can also read it on AO3.

[adooble]

stages of drunk kacchan

bonus: izukus notes on drunk kacchan

[rueclfer]

saturdays are for the blondes // fratboy smau part three

a/n: bakugou probs gives the bare fucking minimum as a frat boy like barely participates in the campaigns and rushes/recruitments and the only reason why he hasn't gotten booted yet is bc he's frat president kirishima's scary dog best friend and helps him make decisions lmao *written under cut*

denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, hawks

"Embarrassing how much effort I put in for a man who doesn't even want me." You dramatically sigh as you gently tilt Katsuki's head back by his chin, and holding the opening of a chilled bottle of water up to his lips.

Walking out to see him alone under the dim buzzing light barely hanging onto to the roof and hunched over a bush with his palm pressed against the side of the frat house to hold himself up was a sad sight for you to see, but you couldn't help but enjoy the rare humiliation.

He scowls and swats your hand away, wiping his mouth against the back of his hand.

"The fuck are you talking about?" He coughs into the collar of his shirt.

"What? Am I wrong?" You press your lips together, suppressing a growing smile, and setting the empty bottle on the window ledge beside you

He rubs his temple in annoyance, clearly not near sober enough to have a conversation about his feelings. "Irritating as fuck is what you are."

With the noise of the party and thumping music leaking from inside of the house, you two were left alone by yourselves in the side yard with the occasional person or two stepping out for a smoke or to vomit.

"I'm just teasing, Kats." You chuckle, reaching up to rake your fingers through the sweaty strands of hair glued to his forehead. "It's not that serious."

"I told you not to come out here, didn't I?" He mumbles, closing his eyes and leaning his back against the wall.

"Well, Denki's occupied with the other brothers and I'm not going to leave you out here yacking in the bushes."

He remains silent for a moment, lazily intertwining his fingers with yours and swinging your hands from side to side.

"Dumbass." He murmurs under his breath. "Too nice for your own good."

"Trust me, I know." You roll your eyes. "Let's get you to your room? You look like you might drop any second." You attempt to wiggle your hand out of his iron grasp.

"It's too god damn loud in there." He groans "Stay here with me."

His flushed cheeks and swollen lips made his usual scowl falter into a perpetual pout, making your nerves twitch and it impossible to say no to him.

"You're not scared of anyone seeing us like this? Being so close? Me taking care of you?" You peer around for any sign of watching eyes.

"Like it matters. Everyone knows you're mine- or they should at least." He tightens his grip on your hand.

"Yeah? Prove it, then" You challenge, sparking a quirk of interest in his eyes.

A lazy smirk grows on his lips as he looks down at you through his lashes, scanning every corner of your face before he pulls you in against his chest and leans down to press a kiss to your lips.

"You wanna give everyone inside a show or some shit?" He mutters against your lips, peppering kisses in between every few words. "Give me 10 minutes with you out here and I can sober up real fuckin quick."

"That, or also," You wrap an arm around his torso, and the other slapping a hand over his mouth, pushing his face away. "you can ask me out on a date, dipshit."

He narrowed his eyes, furrowing his brows in the process.

"Nu uh. No fucking way. You don't want to go out with me."

"Yuh huh." You mock his drunken childish tone, keeping your hand clasped over his mouth. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Because I think I love you." He muffles behind your hand. "So that'll be a fucking wreck for both of us."

"Wha-"

He pulls your hand away from his mouth and cuts you off with his lips with more desperation and force as he pulls you closer to him by the back of your neck and grip around your waist.

An efficient way to shut you up.

"Don't remind me about that tomorrow, alright?" He mutters against your lips, knowing well that if there's one thing his mind will cling onto in this drunken state, it'll be this moment with you in the side yard where your cheeks are perfectly flushed from the alcohol and cold nice breeze, your hands all over him, and his heart racing as he admit to you and himself for the first time that he loves you.

[slut-katsuki-bakugo]

I may not be able to get it down, but I sure can get it up for ya

[crybaby-bkg]

drunk Bakugou that keeps blinking big wet eyes up at you while you help him get undressed and brush his teeth and wash his face. he’s slurring the whole time about how much he loves you and how pretty you are and how you’re the better part of him and how he’s gonna marry you and give you two and a half kids and a dog and a cat. muffles half of his confessions into your stomach where he keeps resting his heavy head, and doesn’t care about the tears and and toothpaste he’s getting on you in the process. no, he doesn’t remember everything when he wakes up, but he has an idea of what he’s said when you wake up with a grin, ready and armed to tease him.

[mettywiththenotes]

Bakugou after Izuku rejects him

[socially-anxious-wizard]

Utterly convinced Katsuki and Izuku kissed once in middle school and Katsuki just completely forgot it was Izuku because it happened before Izuku socially transitioned and they just. Forget that Izuku is Trans.

[modharvest]

Liquid courage heard it helps!

[shutit-haha]

I wuv you

"I wuv yooou," you're big bulk of a boyfriend clung to your waist for dear life. His face was burred in your stomach, heavy hot breaths hitting your skin through the fabric of your clothes. Like the amazing person you were you came and picked up the blasted man, and may or may not have been trying to manipulate him right now.

"I wuv you too," he babbled into your stomach. God was he so easy to manipulate when he was drunk out of his mind.

"Do you," you winked at your phone. It was leaned up against the windshield recording from the safety of your dash. "I don't think you do," you gave him a fake little pout.

"No, I wuv you dumbass," he clung to you tighter. Red eyes peered up at you, bottom half of his face still hidden from view. "I wuv you," he sounded like a child.

"Katsuki," you pulled your hand out of his hair. "You don't love me anymore," you looked away to dramatically sulk.

"No," he sat up quickly. Too quickly, his vision spotted and his head hit the roof of the car. You watched the blonde wince, still speaking through the pain and confusion. "I do wuv you, I do."

"Awe bubba, you hit your head." You reached out for your darling boy, your poor drunk boy.

"Please don't leave me, I wuv you."

One hand cupped his face, thumb wiping away the tears he had begun to cry, the other rubbed soothingly at the top of his head. "Ok baby, ok. Calm down," you tried to reach for a water bottle but he kept your hands on him. He was all sniffly and whiny now, desperate for your affection.

"Please don' leave me, I wuv you, I promise."

"I'm just trynna get you water bubbas, you gotta let me go."

"No," he clung to you again, only this time you couldn't breathe.

"I'm right here, Katsuki-"

He groaned, "Katsuki!"

"Baby," you quickly corrected. You hadn't expected him to be so touchy about the pet-names. "I'm right here baby," you rubbed his back other hand reaching for the water. "Here," you twisted off the cap for him. "Drink," you put the bottle to his lips. The oaf had wrapped his hand around your in an attempt to hold the bottle himself only to spill it. "Ok, ok. It's fine, I got it, I'll take care of it." You had tried to climb into the backseat to get him a shirt, but he pulled you back by the waist. "Katsuki!"

"You're gonna- you're gonna leave me."

"I'm getting you a shirt," you tried once again to pull yourself through. "Baby please," you whined.

"You won't leave?"

"No," you sighed. "Baby, please you're being difficult."

"I'm sorry," he hesitantly let go of you. You watched over your shoulder as he sunk into the seat, hand over his eyes. The wet tracks left from his tears shimmered under the streetlight, hair a mess form his antics.

"Here," you handed the green shirt to him only for him to pull you into his lap. "Katsuki the car is not big enough for this," your head nearly hit the ceiling.

"Yes it is," he slurred, kneading your ass.

"No, really it's not."

"Don't care," he grumbled, "take it off for me." He kissed your neck, again, and again, and again. Your hands slowly worked at the buttons, startling when he nipped at your skin.

"Katsuki," you scolded. He huffed against your skin, kissing over the bite. You were halfway done with the buttons when he has started sucking. "Katsuki stop that, come on. Keep this up and you can undress yourself."

"Sorry," he grumbled only to play with your ass more instead. He'd push them together and then spread them apart. You undid the last buttons, his nose dragging up your neck. The blonde kissed behind your ear, and then nipped at the same place.

"Katsu," this time it was you grumbling. Your hands glided along his torso as you slid off his shirt, taking notice of how he shivered. His hips bucked underneath you, grinding against you. "Stop that," you shifted slightly to stop the recording on your phone. "You're drunk," you pulled the dark green shirt over his head.

"Please," it was such a soft whisper. "Please mommy." Your breath hitched, lust now planted within you. Ignoring the feeling you tapped his arm so that he could lift it. As you helped him get it through the sleeve he kissed along your shoulder. "Please, please mommy. Today's been such a stressful day, all I want is your warm fuckin' cunt." There he was grinding up against you again. This was all so new to you it was dizzying. Katsuki had never given you power like this, had never called you by that name, had never begged. He'd never spoken the way he was speaking right now. "I'll be a good boy now I swear." You put his arm through the other sleeve.

"Katsuki stop it." You were quick to slide off him, jumping back into your seat. You took in a steadying breath before leaning into his space yet again so that you could buckle him in.

"Please," he grabbed your wrist placing your hand on his bulge.

"You're drunk." You tried to pull away but he held you firm.

"I jus- just need a release."

"You're not in your right set of mind." Finally you managed to yank your hand away. "Here," you slammed the water bottle against his chest. He gulped half of it down, as you pulled out of the parking spot.

"Want you so fuckin' badly," he unzipped his pants.

"Katsuki no."

"Hurts," he whimpered. You glanced over at him, noticing the stain on his boxers from the precum. Eyes on the road, eyes on the road! "Gotta," he hissed beginning to pull it out.

"Katsuki stop, we are on the fucking street right now. Stop please," you were begging him. You were well over the speed limit, driving yourself crazy with not looking over at him again. "Baby please," you had changed your tone of voice, using something more sexy. "If you do this for me I promise I'll reward you."

He halted his movements with a hiss, whimpering and whining before speaking. "Promise?"

"Promise my love."

"Ok." Surprisingly, he listened, fixing his boxers and zipping up at his pants. The rest of the ride went smoothly after that, his head in your lap. When you finally pulled into your driveway you made him rink whatever it was he had left of his water. You then opened his car door, and helped him stumble to the door. "I behaved well for you," his voice was groggy, eyes barely open. The bulky man was leaning against the locked door, body swaying slightly.

"You did," you cooed bending down to untie his shoes. "You were a good boy," you tapped his leg so that you could slide the shoes off.

"Yeah," he swallowed dryly.

"Mhm, a very good boy." You took off the other shoe, setting it down beside it's pair.

"I wuv you." He stuffed his face in your shoulder as soon as you were back to standing up right.

"I know you do baby," you grabbed his hand. "I wuv you too," you led him to the bedoom.

"Mhm, yeah you do." He sat at the foot of the bed, eyebrows pinched together.

"You ok bubba?"

"Gotta-" He brought his fist up to his lips.

"Oh ok, ok. I gotch you." You rushed over to his side, helping him get to the bathroom. He dropped to his knees as soon as he was close to the toilet, one hand on the sink, the other on the tub to keep himself steady. "I got you," you rubbed his back, and pushed his bangs out of his face.

"I love you," his voice echoed in the bowl.

"I love you too, I'm gonna get you some water ok?"

"Don't leave," his hand blindly found yours.

"I'm gonna be right back."

He grumbled to himself incoherently before flushing the toilet. "Fine," he let go of you. When you came back not even two minutes later, he was sitting with his legs spread out on the floor. His back was up against the bath tub, hand over his eyes yet again.

"I brought you joggers lovely," you uncapped the water.

"Thank you," his hand once again grabbed yours. You only hummed, straddling him so that you could give him the water. His hands slid under your shirt caressing the warm flesh there. "Take this off," he murmered.

"Katsuki-"

"Wanna give you mine dammit, don' want it."

"Ok," you lifted your arms up. He pulled the shirt over your head, undoing your bra as well. Taking one more sip of water he then pulled his shirt off, putting it over you. "Better?"

He hummed carefully lifting you off him so that he may stand. "Pants," he grumbled making grabbing motions.

"Can you do it on your own?" You eyes him, as you passed the joggers.

"Course I can," he unzipped his pants. "Can I do it on my own," he grumbled to himself. The blonde roughly pulled up his sweats, not even bothering with the strings. When he was done you pushed him against he counter so that you may brush his teeth. You babied him way too much, but it was his fault for letting you.

"Ok now you ready?"

He nodded, following behind you like a duckling. "One more sip," he was sitting on the bed again. You brought the bottle to his lips, tilting it as soon as they parted. When he was finished you placed the bottle on the night stand and he pulled you on top of him. "You owe me a reward," his voice was husky with exhaustion.

"I do," you hummed. You placed your hand flat on his chest, arching your back with the excuse of needing to reach his cheek. You kissed it lightly, eyelashes tickling his skin. "There's your reward, goodnight baby."

"Shitty woman," he grumbled to himself. "night."

[sparklegoukatsuki]

had my mha themed 21st bday party this weekend including milo jeopardy so awesome and cool i love gay people and my friends

[aroiteroi]

🍻Drunk Dk🍻

Deku es de las personas que no se deja nada en el tintero, hablar es su mejor habilidad, por eso, cuando la bebida está involucrada, son sus acciones las que más hablan.

Marzo 2022

[kingkatsuki]

Mother Mitsuki, who despite Masaru’s pleas, is way too invested in Bakugou and your relationship.

[marimeeko]

It's been Sad Bakugou hours for at least 24 hours 😭

I decided that Katsuki has a little cat at home that will at least comfort him when he gets home after that party 🥲

[jacksonseymour13]

How come this Fandom doesn't hate any other characters besides AFO and Endeavor. Like am I supposed to sympathize with genociders because they were abused? Fuck that. It gets really old seeing the same tired post that "Endeavor bad because he hurt family" or "AFO bad because he durr evil" like spice it up a little and actually criticize the awfully written villains like Dabi and Shigaraki that show completely shuffles their characterization every season. The notion you have to scapegoat Endeavor and AFO because everybody else is doing is pathetic. Why are we ignoring Bakugou? Somebody that told another person to take a swan dive off the roof, bud legit suicide baited somebody that was already struggling. You mean to tell me because it happened in season 1 it's irrelevant? How come Endeavor's abuse towards his family gets acknowledged more? It's in the past and the guy stopped fucking doing it!

[martian-writes]

Let Me In!

Inspired by Rael!

"Someone said i can stay here where the fuck is the man who said that" - Drunk Zuku.

- - - -

Izuku is cold. Which in his opinion is absolute bullshit.

Shouldn't alcohol make you warm?

Why is he freezing his nuts off?

Oh. Maybe because he is locked outside. No he didn't forget his key, he can't forget his key to a place he doesn't live.

See Izuku's friend, Dabi offered to let Izuku stay the night at his place after Izuku was done bar hopping with their group friends. Since ya know Dabi lived in the area and it was much safer to just stay with a friend rather than drive home.

It's 3 am.

Izuku is done bar hopping and is standing outside of Dabi's apartment building pressing his buzzer. Well at least Izuku thinks this is his apartment building and that this is Dabi's buzzer.

Honestly he is way too drunk to be sure.

"Come on Dabi" Izuku whines as he presses the buzzer again.

No answer.

Izuku tilts his head back letting out a puff of air. His breath clouds in the air, and his head spins a little. Staring up at the sky does not help it, so he put his head down with a groan.

"Dabi you piece of shit" He curses pressing the buzzer again, not realizing he is pressing the wrong one.

It rings... and rings.... and /rings/

Then an answer.

"Do you have any idea what time it is asshole?"

Izuku's head snaps up too fast for his drunk mind but he smiles big "Dabi?? Dabi let me up i'm tired and cold... and kinda hungry"

"Who the fuck is Dabi?"

"You??"

A baby wails in the background and the person tiredly groans and says "Listen man. Fuck you, your constant buzzing woke my newborn. Stop ringing my bell"

Before Izuku can even congratulate them on their baby. The intercom goes quiet, leaving Izuku slightly dumbfounded because

"Dabi doesn't have a baby" his face scrunches "Does Dabi have a baby?"

Izuku rings another (incorrect) bell, even holds the button down and closes his eyes because the sound intercom is making, soothes whatever oddity is happening in his drunk haze mind.

Then after a solid five minutes, the intercom is picked up.

"Motherfucker" the most gravelly, deepest, hottest, while yes sleep ridden but still hot voice says "Do you have any idea what the time is?"

Izuku's eyes are wide open and mouth dropped open because "Oh-hooo you are /not/ Dabi! You sound wayyy too /hot/ to be Dabi!"

Sober Izuku would /never/ be in this kind of situation and IF he did happen to find himself in this situation. He'd have half the brain to call his friend to be like "Hey man im downstairs". He'd also have a brain to mouth filter but Izuku /isn't/ sober so his brain? Gone.

He has no filter. Izuku says what he thinks when he thinks it.

"Dude what?" The voice says

"Hey mister hot voice let me in" Izuku replies ignoring the voice

"The fuck? Dont you live here? Use your key."

"No way! I live across town! Im looking for my friend"

"Do /they/ live here?"

"Uh huh"

"Then ring their bell! Fuck you ringing mine for you dickhead"

Izuku lips pursed together and he makes a face like he ate something sour "Well. I thought I did. Anyways, I'm really cold. Let me in pleasssseeee"

- - - -

Tiredly Katsuki stares at his intercom, eye squinting because it's 3 in the morning. He works tomorrow and here this random stranger is just ringing on his bell.

The stranger is looking for Dabi... who the fuck is Dabi? What kinda shit name is Dabi?

"I don't know you!" Katsuki says into the intercom "im not letting you up"

"Come on please? I'll be good! Im potty trained and everything!"

Okay this guy is not sober at all. Who the fuck just says shit like that? What is this guy a dog?

"Get outta here! And don't ring my bell again" Katsuki shuts off the intercom.

Then it buzzes again

"For fucks sake" he grumbles pressing the button to answer "What?"

"Let me innnnnnnnn"

"Why dont you fuckin call your friend? Are you stupid?"

"Oh! That's a great idea!" Katsuki can practically hear the fucker smiling "please hold"

Katsuki has no idea why he actually listens, he has no idea why he answered a second a time knowing full well it's a drunken idiot.

"Ah! Oh no! My phone's dead" there's a quiver in the drunk man's voice "I have to bury it! Oh my god my phones dead"

Katsuki facepalms, this guy is probably worse then fucking dunce face when his smashed. There's a sniffle on the other end of the intercom and Katsuki scowls

"Are you fucking crying?"

"N-no! Just someone said i could stay here! Where the fuck is the man who said that?" The person yells "It's so cold out here my dick receded into my body man"

As if to emphasize how cold they are, Katsuki hears the distinct noise of teeth chatter. Katsuki steps away from his intercom to look outside the window where he can see the front of his building.

Someone is down there, in the cold.

/Again/. Katsuki has no idea /why/ he does this. Against his better judgment

He buzzes the dude in.

"Oh you are a saint!" The guy yells

Katsuki rolls his eyes and shuts off the intercom. The guy can find his friend's apartment and if not sleep in the hall.

What's the worst that could happen?

Katsuki starts walking back to his bed room when there's a loud bang in the hallway outside his front door then a drunken

"Owww"

Katsuki tilts his head up curses whichever gods that are listening because what the hell?

He did his good deed! He let the guy in so he didn't freeze in the cold and now the dude is making such a racket in the hall someone is gonna call the police.

Someone... will...call... the... police.

Then it'll /their/ problem.

Katsuki nods his head with a smirk and keeps walking to his room where he hears another bang.

"OH FUCK!"

Katsuki walks toward his door and looks through the peephole. He watches as a green haired dummy sets the fake potted plant back in its corner.

"Now you watch where ya going okay?" The guy says before looking the plant "I'm not talking to you sir! I'm speaking to myself"

Then he nods his head and walks away, he pads up the hall and Katsuki thinks that's the last he'll see and hear of a drunk dumbass and then suddenly his peep hole is all green eyes and freckles.

"Hey!" The guy knocks loudly on Katsuki's door making him jerk back "Dabi! You dickwad!"

More loud, annoying knocking. Katsuki tilts his head up and mutters "why me???"

More knocking "Dabbiiiiiiii"

With a grumble and nasty scowl on his face, opens his door. Katsuki is just aboutta yell at the guy when his fist meets Katsuki's chest, knocking.

"Oh wow" the guy says before flatten his palm and squeezing Katsuki's peck "Dabi you've been working out??"

The guy looks up and his green eyes are glazed over and unfocused. Katsuki is rendered speechless because the guy is actually /cute/.

An idiot but cute.

Then the guy waltzes right into Katsuki's apartment.

"You are such an ass Dabi" the guy says "I had to flirt with a sexy man on the intercom to get let in because YOU didn't answer"

Katsuki who is still by his open apartment door is dumbfounded because 'when the fuck did this guy flirt?' Also still who the fuck is Dabi??

"Do you know who he is by the way? He sounds like he has /really/ big dick" the guy says pulling off his jacket- which by the makes sense why the fucker was cold.

Wait- what? Big dick?

Katsuki smirks not toot his own horn but he is pretty, well endowed. He watches the idiot amused as he stumbles through Katsuki's apartment.

All amusement dies when he notices the guy didn't take his shoes off. Katsuki slams his door and stalks after him.

"Oi! If yer gonna invade my house take your shoes off!" He yells shoving the poor dude into the couch to start tugging at his stupidly bright red sneakers that don't even match his outfit.

"I'm not an alien" the guy pouts "and you shoved me hard Dabi. Thats mean"

Katsuki pulls off both sneakers to reveal mix match All Might socks. Figures the guy looks like a nerd, and of course he'd be obsessed with All might, he is /the/ best.

"My names not Dabi"

The guy squints "No? What are you doing in Dabi's apartment? not Dabi"

"This aint Dabi's apartment and the name is Katsuki"

The guy looks around and his eyes widen, nodding his head as he looks back at Katsuki. "This is /not/ Dabi's house! This sure is awkward"

"Awkward?" Katsuki echoes

"Yeah. Cause like. I'm crashing here Kat- kacchan! You already took my shoes off" and as if to make his point, the guy kicks his feet up onto the couch and wiggles his toes.

"Who said you can stay here???"

The greenette looks at Katsuki and then shoves his socked foot in his face "You. Took. My. Shoes. Off"

Katsuki's lips curl into a slight snarl and he slaps the foot away "what if i don't want you stay??"

The drunk cute idiot makes himself comfortable on Katsuki's couch and closes his eyes "Shoulda kept your door locked man. Now you got a stranger sleepin on yo couch"

Katsuki snorts, amused by this guy.

"By the way. Do I know you? You sound familiar??" Eyes still closed the guy's face scrunches in the cutest way.

Like a bunny.

Katsuki shakes the thought from this head reminding himself that this is a /stranger/. Katsuki can't fall for a drunk stranger that invaded his house, sure he opened the door but he didn't /invite/ him in.

"Don't know man" Katsuki says "some drunk dude rang my bell like he was on fire and woke me up outta my sleep"

"What? No way! Did you tell him off? I hope you did. That's so rude"

Katsuki coughs a laugh because that fully confirms how wasted this guy actually is "totally told him off. Said go fuck yourself"

"Period. As you should"

Katsuki chuckles and the guy smiles.

"I'm just gonna rest my eyes mmkay?" The greenette says "My name's Izu-Deku"

Katsuki doesn't know what he said as it was tiredly mumbled and with that Deku is passed out. Katsuki stares for a moment wondering how the hell is this his life right now. Getting off the floor, setting Deku's clunky red sneakers by the door, gets him a blanket.

Katsuki could wake up robbed, Katsuki could not wake up /at all/ tomorrow for letting a stranger sleep on his couch.

Yet against the little voice that yells at him to call the cops or kick Deku out. Katsuki takes the blanket, tosses it over the passed out drunk man and tucks him in.

With a shake of his head Katsuki flicks off the living room light and heads back to bed. Hopefully in five hours Katsuku actually wakes up and he isn't robbed.

- - - - -

Izuku wakes as the early morning sun filters through the windows. Izuku groans because his head is pounding, the light is not helping. He turns over and shoves his face into the couch cushion and the armrest.

Izuku takes a big whiff and practically melts into the couch. Smells clean like fresh linen. No that isn't right, the couch smells clean yes, but not like that it has a more minty smell to it.

Good on Dabi for cleaning his couch. Sometimes he uses this weird lavender spray that makes Izuku sneeze or if he is out of that spray... Dabi uses his cologne.

Dabi has some /questionable/ cleaning habits. In fact Izuku shouldn't be shoving his face so deep into this couch... who knows what Dabi /has done/ on this couch despite how clean it smells.

So Izuku turns over and pulls the fuzzy blanket over his head which smells absolutely divine. Like it was freshly washed, Izuku /needs/ to ask Dabi which detergent and softener he uses because Izuku has to start using it.

That thought startles Izuku because Dabi is literally the /last person/ you want any kind of advice from.

Izuku peels off the fluffy blanket, squints at the light that fills the room before he registers the coffee table inches away from his face.

"When did he get a coffee table?" Izuku mutters to himself, slowly sitting up so as to not make his hangover worse. Izuku blinks slowly at the mahogany coffee table. "Is Dabi growing up?"

Yes. It's a real question, /so real/ because Dabi has been living like he is /still/ in college for years and he has a job. He just /chooses/ to live this way, his coffee table for years was literally the box his 75 inch tv came in, 8 tall beer cans that he filled with dirt and hot glued together. He threw a picnic table cloth over it and literally said yep that's it.

Surprisingly, it was a sturdy table. Not a proper one but a sturdy one.

His rug isn't even a real rug. It's a trashy beach towel that had a GTA chick on it with huge tits. It's the same towel that Dabi used back in his dorm.

Izuku looks around and finds the decor of the apartment. Does not match Dabi's overall vibe. This apartment has too much practical furniture, like what happened to the grossly green stained bean bag chair? Or the really broken beach chair that somehow was surviving despite being on its literal last leg?

This isn't even that thrifted couch Dabi picked up off the side of the road.

"Is this even Dabi's apartment??" Izuku asks "Did I go home with someone?"

Izuku shakes his head which makes the dull throbbing in his head, a string throbbing. Noticing the glass of water and the two pills next to it, he takes them.

But no, Izuku didn't come with anyone. Izuku remembers walking up to Dabi's apartment building. There was no one at bars /worth/ flirting with. Except... What was his name? Kacchan?

Yeah. Kacchan was worth it. That guy was so hot Izuku doesn't know how a guy of that caliber was talking to him.

But Izuku thanks the gods he did because whoo boy. Granted Izuku /can't/ remember what the guy really looked like aside from his pretty ruby colored eyes and spikey hair or /what/ they talked about but trust him on this okay?

Kacchan was H A W T.

Izuku slowly rises from his spot on the couch, stretching. Grabbing his used glass to wash Izuku pads over to the kitchen. As he washes he looks around the kitchen noticing that Dabi's kitchen in fact /does not/ look like this. Izuku slowly sets the cup to dry, he slowly turns the water off and starts looking around the apartment.

He stumbles upon mail that says 'Katsuki Bakugo' apartment 6D. Which is funny because Dabi doesn't have a roommate AND he lives in apartment 6A.

So what's this mail doing- Izuku's eyes widened with pure panic.

"Oh my god" Izuku whispers in a panic "Oh my god. Im in the /wrong/ apartment" 

Suddenly Izuku can hear an alarm going off. He drops the mail on the counter top and stares at the closed bedroom door for a moment before he hears shuffling.

"Oh fuck oh fuck" Izuku mutters before running toward the front door.

He trips over his own shoes but does not fall, thankfully. He grabs them off the floor and snatches his jacket off the hook.

The bedroom door creaks open and he fumbles with the locks on the door. Currently in Izuku's mind he is in a horror movie and the killer is gonna get him.

The front door unlocks and Izuku zooms out so fast you would have thought he was flash. The door slams behind him and Izuku runs smack dab into Dabi who clearly was coming back from getting breakfast.

"Dude" Dabi says as he opens the door to his apartment "where the hell were you last night?"

Izuku squints and shoves his way into Dabi's apartment "Shut the door shut the door"

Dabi closes the door but stares at Izuku oddly "is this like? Your walk of shame? Who did you go home with? Why are your shoes off? You are so pale? Did you see a ghost?"

Izuki ignores all of Dabi's questions, none of them are important /at all/. "WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER YOUR BELL?"

Dabi laughs "sorry man! I fell asleep. I texted you this morning though... didn't you get it?"

"No! My phone is dead and I slept in a stranger's house!" Izuku tugs at his hair "Oh my god i slept in a stranger's house"

Dabi snorts "So you /did/ go home with someone"

"No!" Izuku cries "I have no idea? I can't remember? But I just know. I woke up in the apartment across the hall and i was just there wandering around wondering when the hell did /you/ grow up?"

Izuku takes in Dabi's apartment and for once in his life he is so happy to the classic frat boy way Dabi lives his life.

"I feel like i should be offended" Dabi says, placing his bags on the counter with a small smile "So you didn't sleep with whoever lives across the hall?"

"Nope. Woke up on their very nice couch" Izuku says "There was water and pills set out for- Oh my god! I took pills from a stranger??? I don't know what they were???? Oh my god"

Izuku looks at Dabi horrified. "I'm gonna die???"

Dabi rounds the counter and walks Izuku to his living and sits him down.

"You need to breathe" Dabi says "You aren't going to die. Chances are they let you up and you crashed on their couch okay? We can ask"

Izuku looks at Dabi like he has grown a second head. "WE CAN'T DO THAT??? THAT'S SO EMBARRASSING??? I THOUGHT I WAS IN YOUR APARTMENT? Who knows what I did? What i said"

"My neighbor across the hall does.... we just have to ask???"

"NO!"

Dabi laughs hard "why are you so embarrassed??"

Izuku doesn't know why. He just feels like whatever he did super drunk is mortifying and he would rather not know. See because drunk Izuku and sober Izuku are /two/ different people.

He wants /nothing/ to do with drunk Izuku.

- - - - -

Katsuki tiredly exited his bedroom just as his apartment door slammed. He blinks because in his tired hazed mind he doesn't recall why that would happen.

In his tired haze mind there was an intruder.

So suddenly awake he runs toward the front of his apartment, tripping on a blanket that was haphazardly tossed and he falls with embarrassingly loud thud.

Then it clicks, the cute drunk fucker from last night just dipped.

Who the fuck just leaves like that??

Okay. Granted he probably woke up super disoriented and confused but Katsuki woulda explained what happened.

Maybe even ask for his number and maybe a date.

Katsuki gets off the floor and heads to the door and swings it open. The hallway is empty, he guesses it is nothing to be so hung up about.

Except he is. Shouldn't be because Deku is a /stranger/.

- - - - -

Sometimes you pass people by in life and for the oddest reason they /stick with you/. You think about them at random moments, you wonder how they are doing, what they are doing.

But Izuku did not pass Kacchan by. He slept on his couch, washed a dish in the house, snooped through his mail and he /can't/ remember what he looked like aside from his hair and eyes.

It's been two weeks since the incident that has been dubbed the "sleep and run" and for some reason Izuku /can't/ let it go.

He is bar hopping again with his friends, with the same assignment as last time- Dabi's after. Dabi promises he'll be awake, that the mishap from last won't happen again.

Is it wrong? Izuku secretly hopes that it does?

He groans after throwing back a shot. He lays his head on his hands watching as his friends have an animated conversation. About what? He has no idea, Izuku has one too many drinks and his mind is completely on Kacchan.

"Izuku are you okay?" Ochako questions tapping her friend

"He was soooooo hot chako" is izuku's reply

Making her snort into her drink. She is fully aware of what had happened, she doesn't understand why Izuku just didn't talk to the guy after the fact but knowing Izuku he was probably freaking out.

"I j-just wanna talk to him again" Izuku's words are becoming slurred and Ochako decides it's high time to cut Izuku off.

"So talk to him again. He lives across from Dabi right? Just talk to him tomorrow" she says

It's a great idea. A Fantastic idea even. Just not the tomorrow part.

At least not to a drunk Izuku.

So when the night is over and Izuku stands outside of Dabi's apartment staring at the intercom like it insulted his mother. He can't remember Kacchan's apartment but he remembers the number 6 because you know Dabi lives on six and they are neighbors.

So izuku begins pressing buttons and stringing together jumbled words that make the question

"Hi- *hiccup* D-did you let a drunk green haired guy sleep on your couch?"

"No! What the fuck? Dont you see the time?!"

Then the next one someone picked up there was a crying baby in the background and loud "Fuck you" to Izuku's question.

"H-*hiccup* Hey! Did you let *hiccup* a drunk green haired man sleep on your couch?"

"Izuku? Are you pressing random buttons??" - its Dabi he actually kept his promise of staying awake.

Izuku squints "sorry wrong number"

"Wait-"

But Izuku already pressed the button to cancel the intercom connection.

He presses another button and rings for a while before it picks up.

"Who is it??"

"H-hey! Did you let a drunk *hiccup* green haired man sleep on your couch?"

"Deku?"

"Who is Deku? You sound really familiar, have we spoken before?"

There is an audible snort "I'll buzz you in"

"No, that's okay! Im looking for someone"

Another snort "I know. Come on."

Then the buzz of the door being open brings Izuku lots of joy.

"YOU ARE A SAINT!"

It's an odd sensation of deja vu and Izuku at this moment in time can't think of why.

- - - - -

Katsuki chuckles to himself and heads to open his door. He kind of had been hoping to either run into his neighbor to ask about his friend or the drunk idiot would show up again.

Katsuki couldn't stop thinking about him. Something about knocking on his neighbor's door felt funny. So he just never did.

When he opens the door, he finds his neighbor outside of it.

"Hey man" He says cooly "Im Dabi. I live just across the hall" he point behind him "My idiot friend Izuku... he um-"

"Katsuki. He crashed on my couch two weeks ago" Katsuki says

"So you know him! Cool!" Dabi says "Listen he-"

"Was ringing doorbells looking for me"

Dabi snorts and nods.

"Yeah i buzzed him" Katsuki shoves his hands into his sweats "You gonna take him? Or is it cool that he crashes here again?"

Dabi looks taken aback for a moment before he smiles big and wide. "Nah man. He is /all/ yours"

"Cool."

Dabi gives Katsuki a salute and disappears back into his apartment. Just as Katsuki can hear Izuku's drunk ass coming up the stairs singing.

"Kill a man. Take his shoes. Kill a man. Take his shoes. Kill a man, take his shoes so I can be more comfortable" Izuku reaches the top steps and grins to himself.

Katsuki finds it cute and endearing.

"Kill a ma- Kacchan!" Izuku shouts with a large smile that twist Katsuki's insides in ways he doesn't know how to compute.

"Deku." Katsuki says with his own smile

"Who is Deku? Im Iz-u-ku" He replies standing before Katsuki still smiling.

"Tch" Katsuki rolls his eyes "Whatever. Get inside dork"

"Okay!"

Dabi watched from his peephole as the pair went inside. He shakes his head with a laugh and hopes Izuku does not freak out like he did last time.

- - - - -

"The rest is history" Dabi says as he smirks into the microphone. He turns to the newly weds, holding up his champagne glass.

"So while yes we should toast to the happy couple" Dabi says "Let's toast to me too. For falling asleep and not answering my door because if not for that. They wouldn't have met"

Izuku laughs and rolls his eyes while Katsuki scoffs with his lips curving up.

"To the couple!" Dabi says into the mic before bringing glass to his lips.

Everyone around, including Katsuki and Izuku shouts "To Dabi!"

The Venue is filled with laughter and music now that all the speeches are done. Izuku leans his head on his husband's shoulder with a smile.

If you would have told Izuku that he would one day get really wasted, ring the wrong bell and sleep on a stranger's couch who he would later come to date and marry?

He'd probably laugh in your face. Because Izuku just didn't get wasted like that.

But he did and /all that/ happened.

Now he is married to the stranger who let him in and let him sleep on his really nice couch.

Izuku couldn't be happier. Both of them couldn't be happier.

The End