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kitthepurplepotato · 10 months ago

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Chapter 14 - That’s what friends are for

Summary: Izuku shows his Sweet Pea around his secret lair. Katsuki doesn’t appreciate being ignored.

One loaf of bread was murdered during the making of chapter. Blame Kirishima.

Warnings: Swear words, a lot of kisses

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“I guess, I owe you an explanation.” Izuku sighs, looking anywhere but you, his cheeks tinted pink.

Honestly, you would be happier to just get a kiss, but the state of this “secret lair” is also quite concerning and would probably be nice for it to make some sense to you before you end up calling the mental hospital on the poor guy.

“That would certainly be helpful, Izu.”

The walls all covered with bookshelves on all the sides except the one with the “door”. There is a massive cork board there filled with pictures, newspaper cutouts and official statements from the agency covering up a map of the word. There is also a bigger map just of japan, that one is filled with several printouts, most of them around the Tokyo area but there are a few articles pinned to Rishiri and Wakkanai in the Hokkaido prefecture then another several to Korsakov and Nevelks in Russia.

The bookshelf are half filled with books, mostly of geography, history and other topics that might come in handy for a case and the other half is filled with thousands of notebooks, all looking worn out from the constant use.

There is a massive corner desktop a meter away from the actual corner so there is enough space for Izuku to move around the bookshelves. He could walk circles around the whole place with no problem and knowing how restless Izuku he probably did that a several thousand times already. The left part of the desktop is full of paperwork and the other one has the same single person CCTV setup as the people in his agency. By the look of it he’s been looking at a footage of a harbor before you came here.

“Okay, so…” Izuku takes a deep breath. “These notebooks are the ones I’ve written about the heroes when I was young. I’ve kept up with this hobby so there are also a few new ones there about the current heroes. This place was supposed to be my little geek corner where I can write my silly little notes and geek out over quirks. This… has changed a lot since this case came by. This place was supposed to be my mind palace, a place where I can re-gain my motivation, my strength, to remember my roots. The cork board on the wall is about this case as well. I think I’ve found a connection between Japan and Russia. I saw an unregistered ship on the CCTV leaving the harbor in Russia heading our way, probably full of illegal drugs or props, I don’t really know. I sent my findings over to my team an hour ago. They probably have all of this information anyway but Katsuki asked everyone to leave me out of the work e-mails for the time being and it frustrates me to not know how the case is going…” frustrated tears roll down Izuku’s cheeks. You can’t help but run over to your boyfriend and hug him to soothe his troubled soul.

“You know I understand why you are doing this, right?” You mumble into his ear and Izuku starts sobbing. “You know you should’ve just told me this and I would have understood. Katsuki made a massive mistake by leaving you out of this. I know it came from a good place but he should have known you won’t be able to sleep well without seeing those e-emails, seeing that they are indeed working on the case.”

“I’ll stop, Sweets. I swear this is the last time…” Izuku begs, but there is no reason for him to do so.

“You don’t need to, Izuku. I’m not mad. You just need to take a deep breath. Relax. Then come back here, do your thing for a few hours and once you close that door, leave all the pain behind. I don’t think you working on this case is a bad thing.” You admit. “It doesn’t make your recovery longer and it helps to soothe your soul knowing that you did your part. As I said, I understand. We will talk to Katsuki, okay?”

“That won’t make this place feel less dreadful, though. It’s not… fun to be here anymore and I hate that.” Izuku mumbles with his cheeks red.

“I can help with that.” You give Izuku a cheeky smile and he perks up right away.

“Tell me the plan, boss.”

“Are those papers on your desk important?” You nod towards the massive mess and Izuku looks at you with a confused face. He’s so cute, even with the dried tears dirtying his puffy cheeks.

“Let’s make paper cranes. Whoever does the most wins.” You give Izuku a shit eating grin while he stares at you incredulously.

“That’s your big plan, Sweets?” Izuku finally laughs, the sound loud and airy. Oh how much you missed that laugh.

“You are laughing, aren’t you? So shut the fuck up and get to work.”

Izuku is terrible at this. His fingers are too chunky to make the cranes look neat but he does his best and the frustration on his face is playful, a face of a kid ready for a challenge. It takes him a whole hour to get the hang of it but after that you two manage to clear out the desk almost completely. There are only a few papers left now, and there are at least 30 cranes sitting on the keyboard, most of them made by you but there is a constant smile on Izuku’s face so the pain in your fingers was definitely worth it.

“And now that the desk is almost clean…” You push yourself up to sit down on it, legs sprawled out to make space for Izuku to come between them. “It’s time for the boss to reward his hard-working assistant with some cheeky kisses!”

Izuku snorts. It’s hilarious.

“Oh, office AU? Forbidden love? I love that trope!”

Now it’s your time you laugh like a maniac.

“Oh my god, Izuku, you sound like me, that’s unacceptable!”

“Hey, where’s the respect for the big bad boss?” Izuku uses black whip pull you towards him, tentacles snaking around your waist until there is no space between you two at all.

“Are we actually gonna role play?” You ask between two snickers.

“No, it’s really fucking weird to be honest.” He giggles back and attacks your mouth with so much fervor you barely have time to reciprocate first but after a few seconds you finally kiss back, your legs snaking around his middle to pull him even closer. The kisses get deeper and deeper as the time goes, his tongue dancing with yours and you somehow end up sprawled on the desktop, your neck bent in a really uncomfortable way as you try to keep your posture so he can kiss you deeply. Izuku takes your head in his hand to help with the strain of your neck, and you just kiss and kiss and kiss, devouring the other until Izuku’s stomach makes a growling noise and you both start laughing, completely flushed and lips red.

“Wanna get a home made bento from me so we can share it on the rooftop of our office and share cheeky kisses while eating?”

“I’m quite sure those fanfictions usually end with the secretary being bent over a desk screaming the boss’s name.” Izuku retorts cheekily. You can’t help but laugh out loud again.

“You kiss your mother with that mouth?” You mumble as you pepper small kisses on Izuku’s lips who’s smiling like an idiot, content and happy for once.

“Don’t tell her, she’ll cry.” Izuku help you up with one hand and makes his way towards the exit. “Come on, I’m starving.” Izuku takes your hand and pulls you forward but he only makes a few steps before your back ends up against the hallway wall. Izuku steals a few more passionate kisses, moaning about not being able to use his other hand then walks towards the main exit again then stops after a few meters and kisses you again like he’s trying to make up for the time wasted in the last 7 days. Eventually, you make it to the exit, stumbling out of the hallway in each other’s arms (well, one arm in Izuku’s case. Duh.) but a loud “OI” coming from Izuku’s bed ruins the moment.

Katsuki and Eijirou are sitting on the end of the bed, Eijirou looking smug with a knowing smile on his face while Katsuki blushes like a virgin seeing people making out for the first time.

“I told you there is no reason to freak out, Kats.” Eijirou says loudly, a shit eating grin blooming on his face.

“Why the fuck do they even have phones if they don’t fucking use them?!” Katsuki throws your phone in your face and you barely catch it before it hits you straight in the face. You almost burst out laughing as you read the messages.

Group chat: Deku updates

2 days ago

You: He’s still not talking to me. He looks tired. I don’t think he sleeps properly.

Ei: That does sound like Izuku. Don’t worry. He’ll be back in a few more days. Did he eat?

You: Yeah, a bit.

Katsuki: All good, then.

Today

Katsuki: I’m going to the store, need anything?

Katsuki: That protein shit Deku likes is on sale, want me to buy some?

Katsuki: Oi

Katsuki: Don’t fucking ignore me you punk

Katsuki: I bought 10 bags of it, good luck putting that away, you piece of shit.

Katsuki: Oh, they have a limited edition All Might chocolate, there is only one left!

Katsuki: Oh well, someone bought it and ate it. How sad. *picture of Katsuki biting All Might’s head off.*

Katsuki: WHY ARE YOU NOT RESPONDING YOU FUCKING FREELOADER

Katsuki: DEKU ISN’T RESPONDING EITHER WHAT THE FUCK

Katsuki: I’M COMING OVER AND I’LL SHOVE YOUR STUPID PHONES INTO YOUR ASSES YOU USELESS BUNCH!!!

“So here I was, fucking worrying my ass off about you two, while you were busy fucking in Izuku’s secret room. Peachy. Also, I ate the food on the table. It was fucking cold anyway. Fuck you.”

Izuku actually gawks at that, his stomach making a rumbling noise just a second after.

“What Katsuki is trying to say is that we ate the cold food and made you guys some lovely spicy lentil soup instead as it’s way past breakfast anyway. We went into a cute little bakery on our way and got you guys some fresh bread! It was still hot when we bought it!” Eijirou says with dazzling eyes.

“What Ei is trying to say is that he bought two loaves of fresh bread and ate one of them on the way here. The whole fucking loaf. He just… tore into it like an animal. I think I want to divorce. I’m living with a monster.”

“Says the guy who eats a full ass ghost pepper like it’s a fucking apple.”

“I ship you guys so much.” You mumble out without meaning to and Izuku starts giggling.

“You are such a nerd.”

“I’ve never thought I’ll hear Izuku saying that to anyone. You two really are two peas in a pod.” Eijirou adds on, but Katsuki is done with the small talk and ushers everyone to go to eat.

The soup is amazing and when you bring up the topic about the e-mails, Katsuki is surprisingly understanding.

“If you think that’s okay then… yeah, we can do that.”

And that’s it. A few hours after that Izuku gets his first work e-mail and he almost cries from happiness because his findings were actually right and the guys managed to pinpoint the exact location of their warehouse just an hour after he sent them the e-mail.

Then he actually cries, but this time, from the relief.

“This week was so bad. I missed you much. I’m so tired and so stressed about to future, this fucking cast is so itchy and my butt hurts from all the sitting!” Izuku laughs in the middle of his crying fit, somehow happy about feeling all of those things all at once. “Fuck, I thought being stressed is the worst thing but whatever I’ve been through this week was far worse than anything I’ve ever felt. I was so empty. I swear my soul wasn’t a part of my own body. It was so terrible, Sweets! I would rather get another blast in my chest than go through another week like this!”

“Don’t say that!” You reprimand right away. “Also, whatever it was, it’s over now. You are back. You’ll be fine. 2 more weeks and the cast will be gone, too. Now cuddle the shit out of me, you stupid.” You plop yourself down next to him on the sofa, ready to be loved.

“Kiss attack!” Izuku is back to his normal self, giggling and laughing as he kisses you all over until it’s time to go to bed… And finally, you don’t need to go to bed alone.

“I love you, Sweets.” Izuku mumbles, his face hidden in your neck as per usual. The bed is so warm and comforting you can barely keep yourself from falling asleep in the middle of your answer.

“I love you too, Izu-Izu.”

… next chapter!

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- Jesus Christ, finally done with the angst! I hated every second! Every single one of it!!!!

- The next chapter might be late, I got hooked on a manga called “signs of affection”. The first few episodes of the anime is out if you guys wanna give it a go! I swear it’s the cutest shit I’ve ever read/watched! So yeah, I binged the whole manga in a few days after I watched the first episode but I got so distracted I haven’t written the new chapter yet so if it’s late, I’m sorry. I also posted all the angst chapters 1-2 days ahead of my usual schedule so… LET ME BREATHE 😂

- I choose Korsakov and Nevelks because they are the “closest” cities to Japan. Just check the map and you will see the vision. It’s not important though, I won’t go into too much details about the case in the future, but I thought it would be nice to have a peek into it!

- While writing this chapter I realized that technically, Izuku would be able to keep himself on top with the help of black whip… Now the only question is; are these two desperate enough to use Black Whip at their first time or do they wait until Izuku’s hand is healed completely and can lean on it? Let me know what you think. 😂

- Eijirou’s terrible way of eating bread was actually inspired by me. 😂 I’m a celiac so I can’t have bread and most of the gluten free breads taste like ass. There was this small bakery a few streets down from my flat, in Budapest, Hungary, and they were selling freshly made GF bread. Me and my friends went over to my flat and I was too hungry so I took the whole bread out of the packaging and literally just tore into it like an animal and stuffed half of the bread into my mouth in one go and my friend almost died. (Mind you, I’m really small, 158 cm and 45 kg 😂) She couldn’t look into my eyes the whole day. I still miss that bread so much that every time my bestie comes over to England I ask her to bring me some haha

- The next chapter will be called Br0cc0liB0i! 😂

- Also, have you seen the new Kirishima x reader ficc I started to post? It’s super fluffy and cute! Check it out! Please!

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midnightprelude · 2 years ago

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Major Arcana: Lovers

Written by @oftachancer and I for the @30daysofdorian event!

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CW: mention of solitary confinement; conversion therapy (aftermath); successful blood magic ritual; recovering from trauma

There were cherries in the bowl on the table, dewy, sweating in the Minrathous summer. The green velvet chaise was where it had been before. The chess game midway to completion. Jugs of wine sat on the floor, half-finished. And Rilienus- lean and long, skin like fine whisky, sweat gathered on his spine and sticking his curls to his temples - sprawled on a rented bed with a contented grin curving his lips. “I yield,” he mumbled sleepily. “No more metaphysics.”

Dorian smoothed his palm up Rilienus’ belly, lips curling into a smirk. “I remember this night,” he murmured, kissing the words to Rilienus’ chest. “I don’t believe I minded the cessation of our other discussions.” He squeezed Rilienus’ thigh lightly. “Are you- You’re with me, still?”

He watched Rilienus fall asleep under his hands and remembered the way his heart had stuttered at the sight. Trusting him. Lazy and comfortable and easy.

Fingers touched the back of his elbow and he turned to find an older version of the man in the bed. Weary and rumpled. He slid his hand down Dorian’s arm and twined their fingers together. “I’m here.”

“Ril,” Dorian drew him close, tangling his fingers in his hair and kissing him in slow, lingering sips. “I love you. I remember you.”

Rilienus’ lips trembled under his own, his arms wrapping around Dorian’s waist. “You do?”

“It felt as though I’d lost a limb. An entire piece of me was missing and I couldn’t remember what I’d been before, but now-“ He leaned back, holding Rilienus’ hands. “Are the twins well? Are they with your mother, too?”

Rilienus nodded slowly, glancing between his eyes. “Yes. Yes, they’re- Plini’s trying to learn the flute. Isobel’s getting that little rabbit to finally sleep in her arms. They’re well. Felix is researching this damned spell.” He leaned his forehead to Dorian’s, breathing slow and deep. “We miss you.”

“Am I- I’m dreaming?” Dorian thumbed his cheek gingerly. His beard was thicker, less kept than it usually was. Dark circles lined his eyes. “How long has it been since I was- Since you’ve been trying to intervene?”

“Three weeks.” Rilienus leaned into Dorian’s touch, tightening his hold. “You didn’t know who I was. You tried to duel me.” He grimaced. “I’m afraid I was rather unsporting.”

“I-“ Dorian skimmed his fingers across Rilienus’ arms. “Did I hurt you?” His eyes widened. “Oh, gods, did I hurt them?”

Rilienus closed his eyes. “None of that matters right now. We’re all safe and well. We just need to bring you home.”

“Rishiri Arcana,” Dorian nodded, frowning. “You mentioned. I’m afraid I’m not familiar with the intricacies.”

“No. I wouldn’t think so.” Rilienus kissed his chin gently. “Dorian, do you want to try to wake up? Do you think you might remember us if you did?”

“Am I me now, or is this manifestation part of a greater whole?” Dorian sighed, rubbing his temples. “I have no idea what the repercussions of that might be.”

“Well,” Rilienus bit his lip. “You’re tied down and in a warding circle. So if you don’t remember us, at least you won’t be able to hurt anyone. There’s that.”

“Ah.” Dorian grimaced. “Wise and prudent, I suppose.”

“Sorry.” He squeezed Dorian’s hip. “It’s a precaution.”

Dorian nodded, leaning into his arms. “I’d like to- Yes. If you think it’s a good idea.”

Rilienus kissed his cheek. “I’ll ask Mada to take the little ones to the lake. Just in case.” He met Dorian’s gaze steadily. “I love you.”

“I forgot you.” Dorian squeezed his hands, his eyes stinging. “Why would anyone wish for me to forget you?”

“Dorian… I’d like to say a couple of things. As a hypothesis. Would you just… would you tell me what you think? What you feel? Even if it seems like nothing?”

“…now?”

“I don’t have to.”

“No, I-“ Dorian blinked. “Alright. Yes. So long as you stay with me.”

Rilienus watched him. That same steady gaze that had followed him since Carastes. Filled with laughter, sometimes. Concern. Hunger. Ire. He smoothed his thumb over Dorian’s cheek. “…Apricots.”

“I remember eating them on a rooftop in Qarinus in the moonlight, licking juice from your fingertips.” He hadn’t realized until he said the words, but the vision returned to him as though he was watching it happen. “I feel…” It was the last night before Rilienus left for Rivain. “Bittersweet. I wasn’t sure things would be the same when we both returned.”

“They weren’t,” Rilienus mused quietly, then, “Ernesto.”

Dorian pressed his lips together. “That name doesn’t mean anything to me.”

“No?” Rilienus’ brow furrowed. “Davan?”

“I’ve a cousin named Davan. Second-cousin. On my mother’s side?”

“Right.” A familiar hum rolled behind Rilienus’ teeth. “The nug farmer.”

“I don’t know if I’d call him a farmer, per se. An enthusiast? I’ve never understood the fascination.”

“Everyone has their particular fascinations,” Rilienus murmured, still petting his cheek. “Jules Abrexis.”

“…the second son of Magister Abrexis.” Dorian tilted his head to the side. “Are you going to have me recite his lineage?”

Rilienus watched and watched and watched. He exhaled slowly, glancing down. “…no.” He cleared his throat. “No. I’m certain you know it as well as my own.”

“I do.” Dorian studied him curiously. “How did your hypothesis fare?”

Rilienus took his hand. “Let’s see.” He nodded to a tapestry on the wall and drew it aside, revealing a wide door. “Do you trust me?”

“With everything.” Dorian followed him, leaning against his shoulder.

“I am with you,” Rilienus told him, a warm weight against his side. “You’ve… If you feel as though the walls are falling, I’m here. Alright?”

“Yes.” Dorian squeezed his hand gingerly. “I’m ready.”

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