There, it laid, in the field of roses.
So beautiful, yet so unreachable.

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Midoriya froze up. His hand resting on Bakugou's chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart.

Strangely enough, it resembled his heartbeat. Wild, frantic, helpless. Those ruby eyes which built countless walls in between them crumbled, leaving pure rawness, as Bakugou gazed at him with a look he didn't even know he could show.

Pain.

Kacchan never shows pain.

Midoriya didn't know how to respond, heck, how does one even respond in these kind of situations.
It wasn't normal to see him show pain, affection, everything at one go.
But then again, nothing's normal in this unjust world.

He didn't know why he did it, but his hands shot up, breaking free from Bakugou's grasp, as he pulled him in. Pressing his lips against Bakugou's.
Maybe he was desperate, but he couldn't help it, all those years of waiting drove him crazy.
He saw Bakugou's eyes widen with complete shock before pulling back.

Oh god.
Why did I do that.

...Why did he pull away?

Midoriya felt his face flush beet red. Utterly embarrassed by his sudden move. Before two strong arms forced his body on the grass floor, earning a surprised yelp from him as Bakugou pinned him down.

Under the shade of the great oak tree, Midoriya saw his lover's eyes return back to those strong blazing orbs, and that once broken face now back to his signature smirk. Whatever emotion he portrayed just a moment ago untraceable. As Bakugou ran his tongue across his lips.

"Hey Deku, I was just pouring my heart out to you like some tragedy, I never expected you to come forward and kiss me. You really don't know how to read the mood huh?"

Midoriya was at a loss for words, plus with Bakugou right on top on him, there was no way he was going to say anything proper in reply.

"Ahh whatever, the waiting drove me crazy too."

Midoriya's eyes widened before Bakugou slammed his lips against his. Forcing his tongue into his mouth. He responded, as their tongues danced together, making slick sounds, getting more and more aggressive by the second.

They parted lips with a satisfying pop, before Bakugou lunged forward, once again claiming his mouth.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, fucking nerd."

Midoriya jumped as Bakugou kissed him again, or more like forced himself on him. He felt his body slowly heat up, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead onto his shirt.

Somehow, it was getting harder and harder to muffle the voice he was letting out.

A wave of pleasure shot through him as Bakugou's knee pressed against his bulge. 

 Midoriya let out a moan, before his hands shot up to cover his mouth, immediately embarrassed by himself.

Bakugou smirked, one hand slowly trailing down his body.

"I didn't know you were such a dirty slut, Deku." He murmured.

On any other occasion, Midoriya would have protested, but now that he was reduced to this state, pride meant nothing to him.

Hooking his arms around Bakugou's neck, he pushed himself up, sitting comfortably in his lap. 

"You made me like this, Kacchan."

He gazed into Bakugou's eyes, a mixture of affection and lust.

 It was truly a miracle that Bakugou returned his feelings,  his heart swelled with love for the explosive blonde, but along with the love, came a sudden pain. An all too familiar pain.

What a way to ruin the mood.

Midoriya's throat constricted, as he gagged, his mouth full of petals, the sickening scent of flowers wafting around him.

His hands pressed against Bakugou's chest, wanting to push himself away from him, but his hands trembled, those petals felt like they were sucking out the energy in him.

Strong arms embraced him, as Bakugou hugged him. 

Whatever that happened just now seemingly forgotten.

"It's okay, cough it all out."

Bakugou didn't utter a word after that, as Midoriya filled his lap with dull yellow petals.

A/N: I'm back! Sorry for the long wait, life has been really hectic, but now I need to get my schedule back together, this book is a real challenge to me dang. 

But now I have good news, this book would be updated weekly every Thursday.

I wasn't planning on writing like mild smut at all actually, but I did, and damn it was difficult, i poured so much time researching on how to write proper smut, really admire those who can write smut uwfhiuewhfiu. I usually type these on the bus, so when someone stands beside me i have a huge urge to yeet my phone out of the window, just saying.

Thank you for waiting!