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"Ugh.. I feel like shit."

"I know, Kacchan." Izuku hummed, before opening his arms with a small smile. "Come here? Babe?"

Katsuki grumbled under his breath, body sore and wrapped in bandages, but still complied in crawling over to Izuku and curling up in his arms. It's been two days since the incident, and thankfully, they've both been given some off time from their modeling agencies. Now, they're just trying to take it easy, considering the amount of damage Katsuki sustained.

He was unfit for shooting, the bruises too dark and his stitched split lip won't really paint a pretty picture anyway.

"How are you feeling?" Izuku brushed his fingertips on Katsuki's cheekbone, placing a kiss on his forehead. Bakugou shut his eyes.

There was something tight in his chest, something weighing him down.

".. Feel like I got sucker punched. Fuckin' burnt asshole kicked me down. Shit."

"You mean Dabi?"

"If we're talkin' 'bout the one with shit piercings, then yeah. That guy."

Izuku gave him a mischievous smile. "I may or may not have roughed him up in behalf of you." Katsuki opened his eyes, seeing Deku blush cutely, the red reaching until his ears. "You didn't." "Oh yes I did."

He grinned widely, hand intertwining with Izuku's, squeezing it. "Yeah? That's.. Wow."

"Hush. You would've done the same thing for me. Right?" "No shit." Katsuki eased himself to his side, muscles throbbing in pain as he bit back a grunt. He felt helpless, bed ridden like this, before an ice pack was placed on the bruising.

"There." Izuku's voice was soft, something seeking into the tone. Worry..? "I was.. Really scared. You know? Felt like shit. You wouldn't have been taken if I had just.."

"Fuck off with that bullshit." Katsuki interrupted, immediately, eyes blown wide as he sat up, ignoring the strain as he cupped Izuku's cheeks. His red eyes glared into green ones. "You saved me, asshole. It's not your fault. Not my fault. Not anyone's fault except for that crazy blonde bitch and that burnt bum. Aight?"

Izuku blinked. Once. Twice.

Before tears sprung up in his eyes, fresh and flowing like a waterfall. "Kacchan!" He pulled him into a hug, making Bakugou hiss when he brushed against the injuries. Nonetheless, he took him in a tight hug as well. "Goddammit.." he murmured, lips brushing against Izuku's neck, placing a languid kiss. "Shitty Deku..."

Midoriya sobbed wetly on his shoulder, Katsuki closing his eyes as the smell of cinnamon and the feeling of warmth made his melt.

He was safe.

He was here.

He had Izuku in his arms.

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"Ngh- Oh fuck! Deku!" Katsuki squirmed, throwing his head back as Izuku hollowed his cheeks, humming around his length and sending jolts of electricity chasing down his spine.

Deku popped off his cock, hand wrapping around it before Katsuki could've even catch his breath, jacking him off in time of his hips. Katsuki whimpered, head hot and floaty, dick twitching in Izuku's hands as pre-cum dribbled from the tip.

Izuku had a smile playing on his red lips, licking them as he watched Katsuki unravel before him. His own dick was straining against his pants, but he wanted to give Katsuki all his attention first.

Bakugou arched his back, thighs shivering as he moaned, Izuku's hand giving a squeeze to his cock. "S-shit! Oh fuck! Deku!" He rutted desperately in the tight grip, a familiar feeling of warmth pooling in his stomach. Almost..!

Izuku wrapped his plush lips around his head, tongue lapping at the slit before he pressed forward, Bakugou's entire cock slipping into his mouth and reaching his throat.

"Izuku!-" Katsuki gasped, mouth open in a wail as thick shots of cum poured down Izuku's throat, the greenette greedily swallowing it all down. Izuku pulled off his soft dick, licking his lips with half lidded eyes.

Bakugou panted, the aftershocks of the orgasm made him unable to formulate a proper sentence as he squirmed and twitched, arms reaching out blindly. Izuku quickly slid his body on top of Kacchan's, careful about the bruises as he sucked new bruises on his jaw.

After a few moments, Katsuki grumbled. "My.. My dick's still out, asshole... I.."

"Want me to clean you up?" Izuku asked, pulling away from Katsuki's warmth gently to survey his flushed, debauched face, red eyes a bit foggy with lust. "Later.. Asshole. Fuckin' cuddle me."

"Nnn.. So demanding." Izuku teased him lightly, before shimmying his shirt off with a teasing grin, knowing that Bakugou's eyes widened at the eyeful before he threw his shirts by the side. "Let's cuddle. Yeah?"

He pressed his bare chest on Katsuki's back, smiling as he liters kisses on his shoulder blade.

"Shut up, Damn it. Fuck. Night nerd."

Izuku smiled as he shut his eyes. Katsuki was here. In his arms. And he was safe.

(He promises to himself. He'll never leave Katsuki ever again.)

"Goodnight, Kacchan."

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(A/N):

OH BOY THIS BOOK'S ALMOST FINISHED SKSKSKKS.

I love you all so much! I'll see you all next time in the last chapter! Love you guys! 💞