#makeout sesh bkdk !!

[swordsandarrows]

Please, Hori. I am begging. On my hands and knees. PLEASE, AT THE VERY LEAST, JUST LET IZUKU ACKNOWLEDGE EVERYTHING KATSUKI HAS SAID AND DONE UNTIL NOW TO HIS FACE.

And then maybe give us Izuku breaking down and collapsing onto Kats in a desperate hug, while telling him all he wants is to compete together for the rest of their lives too.

[dynyamight]

star, my baby, my boo, I love you. making me choose only 2 is cruel, every single one is a goldmine. HOWEVER the ones that rly jump out at me are #5 (the jealousy trope is my jam) and 46 (idk what it means but it could be absolutely hilarious)

thanks and ily 💗

send a number & i'll write a bkdk drabble about it

5. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?” link

46. “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

The sound of the doors clicking shut always sends Bakugou chills down his spine. Yeah, sure when he closes the door behind himself, it’s whatever.

But, when it’s him and Midoriya, alone in his dorm room, even he can feel the thrill thrum through his body. By the time Midoriya crawls onto his bed, Bakugou’s already urging himself to calm down.

Midoriya’s eyes dart across Bakugou’s face, turning to face him entirely. For a second, he hesitates to look up, but he does so with a smile, small and shy.

The pounding against Bakugou’s ribs continues to rattle inside, fueling his nerves.

Bakugou’s gaze flickers down to the movement at Midoriya’s mouth. In a quick moment, the tip of his tongue slips, licking his lips. Then, his wide, green eyes are staring right back at Bakugou, dilated.

“Anyone saw you walk in?” Bakugou asks.

Midoriya shakes his head, gaze settling now at his lips. “But, if someone did, would that bother you?”

Bakugou scoffs, inching his face closer. “Fuck no. Just don’t want to explain shit to them, s’all.”

The moment Midoriya surges forward, hands coming up to grab roughly hold of the sides of his face, Bakugou allows himself to succumb to it, completely. He can feel the calloused thumbs, digging into the hollows of his cheeks. Their lips crash, starting off with open kisses.

For someone so nervous and awkward, Bakugou loves how pliant Midoriya’s lips feel, greedily stealing his breath, without any hesitation. His eyes remain shut, as he starts to push Midoriya further back down onto the mattress. And, in their steady fall, their heads continue to tilt, moving frantically, searching for more.

Midoriya hits his head on the headboard, an obvious, terrible bang echoes through the bedroom. Bakugou lifts his head, but Midoriya reaches his arms around his neck, forcing him back down into another deep kiss.

Bakugou bets Midoriya’s dumb head still throbs achingly, but he can manage. Right now, neither refuse to break apart. Not when their lips slotted so well together.

They shift around, with sharp elbows hitting against their ribs, and the knees digging into their thighs. It’s a bit violent. But, their lips are locked, blissfully ignoring their entangled limbs. When Bakugou tries to straighten up for a moment, pushing himself up to adjust, Midoriya instinctually follows him, leaning up right after him.

He tries to capture his lips once more, but Bakugou shoves him back down onto the mattress. “F-Fuck, Deku.” He breathes out, as he sits heavy on Midoriya’s lap. “Give me a fucking sec. S’ hot.”

And, when Midoriya lays back down, this time making sure his head rests onto his pillows, he stares openly at the way Bakugou easily tugs off his shirt. His bare chest, with all his muscles, tone, and dips, was on full display, in front of Midoriya’s wandering eyes.

Bakugou soaks in the attention.

Midoriya’s hands move on its own, roaming Bakugou’s entirety. His fingertips lightly trail all over his torso, hesitant to grab onto anything.

Bakugou grabs onto Midoriya’s hands, and when Midoriya looks up, he’s met with a reddened expression. Doey, wide eyes. Pink flush.

Bakugou snorts. “Take your shirt off.” He voices. “I ain’t gonna be the only one topless.”

“Help me out of it, then.” Midoriya whispers between them.

Raising his arms over his head, Midoriya allows Bakugou to reach down the edges of his t-shirt, before pulling it up, off of Midoriya.

Bakugou brings his hands forward, resting on top of Midoriya’s chest. “Shit, you look good.” He huffs under his breath, staring at all the freckles that are sprinkled Midoriya’s entire torso. And, despite the scars that cover his arms, the rest of Midoriya is unscathed. A wonder to see, really.

Midoriya smiles. “Not as good as you, Kacchan.”

“I bet you look good with me.” Bakugou insists, the small corner of lips raises. Damn, Midoriya just knows to to stroke Bakugou’s ego, fluff it up to a new high. And, god, does it work wonders. Bakugou’s head is filled with euphoria, and he’s readying himself to kiss Midoriya all over.

Because, he bets the nerd looks good with his marks on his body.

The door to Bakugou’s room cracks open, wide. “Hey, Bakugou, have you seen the—?”

Bakugou witnesses in real time Midoriya’s eyes widen, and all the redness in his face pale, when he turns to look at who’s right there.

Though, Bakugou didn’t need to see it, to know that standing right outside his room, interrupting the middle of their make out session, was fucking Kaminari.

“Oh.” Kaminari whispers into the void, wearing the biggest dunce face Bakugou has ever seen, when he turns to look. “S-Sorry, guys. I-I’ll go ask someone else about where the study group is.” He barely stammers out, before slowly stepping away, & softly closing the door on his way out.

Once Bakugou can no longer hear Kaminari’s footsteps, he swats Midoriya upside down with his hand. “What the fuck, Deku!?” He hisses.

“I swear, I locked the door!” Midoriya whines, rubbing away the hit with his hands.

“Well, you didn’t!”

Midoriya sighs, bringing his hands over to his face. “Do you think Kaminari will keep quiet about this?” He weakly asks, muffled by his own palms.

Bakugou groans, throwing himself onto his bed in a fit. Shit. Fuck. Fucking shit. Shitty fuck.

‘But, if someone did, would that bother you?’ No. Bakugou wouldn’t be bothered if someone knew about their secret relationship.

Though, if everyone found out he has been snogging Midoriya without them realizing, Bakugou might rather die.

But, it’s Kaminari. At this point, of course everyone’s going to find out.