Chapter 3: My Confession

"Kacchan, I-" Deku cut off in-between his words. What was wrong with him? Was there any way that he could answer without giving important information? Maybe make an excuse. But there is no excuse to justify his actions. Nothing is capable of being as crazy or as relevant as his disorder. Bakugo looked at him indifferent, preparing his ignition. He got closer to his form.

"Just motherfucking say it!" Bakugo yelled loudly at his face with anger, bending to see it. "What? Are you just too scared that I would beat you up? Hm?! Or is it because of that stupid notebook? You're really scared that I'd blow it up." Bakugo mocked Deku as he flipped his backpack to his front view. He opened it and a notebook slided from it to his hand. He grabbed it disrespectfully, with the pages hanging, and Deku only looked up to see his precious notebook.

"Talk or I'll destroy it," he commanded firmly. Deku only continued to shake with tears forming. He tried to hide them, though. He remained on the floor with his hands to balance himself. Bakugo kept his stare, slightly humiliating his position relentlessly. "Bastard." Bakugo kicked Deku's stomach again, making him fall back to the floor with no strength. Bakugo looked at his possessions. A look at the notebook and a look at his pills. He had so many options to use, but Deku outsmarted him by not answering.

"Alright, shitty nerd. Apologize to your sorry ass for being a pussy" Bakugo alarmed him to pay attention. He had warned him several times, but Deku always thought that he never took his words into consideration. He saw Bakugo with his arm behind his form, ready to throw something forcefully in the air. He saw his pills. He was going to fling his pills meters away.

And just like that, an inhumane force revolved around them as Bakugo used his quirk and all his might. The bottle of pills went flying and disappeared within a matter of seconds traveling in the sky. "NOO!!" Deku cried out and raised his hand helplessly. He was done and knew that he was going to get into trouble. Not with his mother but with that so-comprehensive doctor. Bakugo smirked and bursted out laughing while Deku struggled mentally.

"PFFT-Hahaha! Why so sad, Deku? Did you really need that medicine" Bakugo mockingly asked with sarcasm in his fingers. "Let's see, why did you need it anyways? Next time your notebook will be on flames, so you better talk." Bakugo threatened him similar to last time below the metalic seats. Deku was going loose it. In this situation, along with Kacchan, in a dark alleyway in which he mistakened for a hallway, with no people around rather than vehicles passing mindlessly. He couldn't control his conflicted emotions. Rage was manifested, to the point of actually masking his disorder, in which was still present at that moment.

"ARGHH! KACCHAN!!"

Deku, out of pure wrath, tackled Bakugo like a wild dog and made them both collapse on the floor. The notebook that Bakugo held flew aside him. Bakugo groaned and soon shared the same temper when he noticed his sudden behavior. "What the-" Bakugo cursed beneath him as Deku restrained his movements. Deku held his wrists while he restrained his waist with his body. However, Bakugo was smarter than that. "Deku, you fucking creep! Get off of me, I said!" Bakugo yelled once more and rolled the two, switching roles.

He now had Deku under his control and was able to keep him on that position. After Deku's aggressive stage eventually faded, his following one appeared. He accepted this and decided to not fight back, earning a confused noise from Bakugo. "You could have made this much more easier if you just talk-" "I have an illness!" Deku finally spat out. Bakugo kept his confusion and his non-believable face. Apart from being mad that he was cut off, he was concerned on Deku's.

"Tsk! Yeah, whatever. What you just did right now is not because of an illness, you idiot." Bakugo said and neared his face to his, remaining his loathe. "You're just horny, Deku. Those photos and those drawings of me, does that mean you're into me?" Bakugo directly pointed and directly asked him. Deku continued to breathe through panting, and he felt his sweat slide across his forehead.

"N-no! I hate you, Kacchan! But that doesn't mean I don't look up to you!" Deku told his honest feelings, feelings that he ever felt. And those were the feelings he sensed in his normal state, unlike the other one which completely surpassed it. Deku avoided weird noises or weird thoughts while Kacchan was on his lap. He was oblivious from it.

"Right now.. it is- said that I have an Obssesive Love Disorder, but I'm not possessive over you. Including, I love you inevitably. So it's not like I do for real!" Deku informed to escape from his pressure. Bakugo only listened and got even more confused. "I don't love you! But I can't help but think that I do! Normally, people with this disorder wouldn't be aware of their state. But I do! Because I understand my feelings." Deku reassured or rather crushed Bakugo's assumptions.

"B-but, they say that it would eventually worsen if you keep being in my mind. That's why! That's why I don't want anything to do with you!" Deku harshly admitted to his face, but his own face was simply struggling. "Ugh! Disgusting!" Bakugo growled as he stood up and yanked Deku's collar. He threw him at the wall and placed a foot on his side to restrain him from escaping. Deku fell on the floor again. "All this time, for a stupid little lovey disorder?!" Bakugo snarled at him.

"You're just a damn Deku who continues to become even more useless. Along with that, a fucking nuisance. Why didn't you just tell me in the first place, idiot!" Bakugo shouted at him again, rather continously. "It's be-because I thought you would get mad like now! Or I thought you wouldn't understand or you would get disgusted!" Deku acknowledged.

"You thought! You fucking idiot! Don't go ahead and expect things from me! Do I seem like a person who would act along to your own accord? If so, then just fucking die, you piece of shit!" Bakugo aggresively stated, obviously not meaning the last sentence, only out of anger. Deku remained with his wearing mind. "But I- I also didn't want to hurt you like right now, Kacchan. I don't want to do things to you and I don't want to force you. You know, I can't control myself when you're near me or in my mind. So it's better for me to avoid you!"

This offended Bakugo. He made a deadly frown and turned his face like an interrogation. "Hurt me?" Bakugo lowly repeated with poison. "Do things like what, Deku?" Bakugo pursued him to continue.

Deku was afraid of his calm yet unexpected reaction. He had made Bakugo assume that Deku was looking down on him, the usual. "T-things like... like- uh.. touching you" Deku barely whispered, embarrased. Bakugo only stared at him. "The doctor said that if I feel this way on an extreme level, then I should invalidate it by um.. having an orgasm. It would shut the feelings down for a while..." Deku mumbled while his head was at the side, not wishing to have eye-contact while he sweated and breathed faster.

When Deku finished, he kept looking at the side and closed his eyes while his mouth shook from embarrassment. His hands and his body overall followed along, too. Bakugo kept the restriction but also had trouble thinking.

'I didn't want to hurt you.'

Bakugo's breath also twitched along with his hands. He was shaking because he felt as if he was being underestimated. "You idiot! You think I'm scared of you?! How dare you think that a weakling like you would be able to hurt me!" Bakugo said, offended. He took off his foot from the wall and slowly walked away from Deku, still facing him. Deku looked up at Kacchan while he resisted his struggles. He saw him undoing his second black-colored uniform.

"WOAH!- KACCHAN, WHY ARE YOU-" "Shut up" Bakugo replied indignantly as he finally took off his own uniform. He threw it aside, covering the phone that fell off from Deku's backpack. "I'll show you, Deku. I'll show you how I am capable of replacing your shitty medication" He began by saying.

"W-what! Kacchan, you don't need to do that! You could've just given me the pills back!" Deku pointed out reasonably. Thanks to him, Deku's shaking couldn't have gotten worse and his breath itched. Bakugo, being the selfish guy he is, didn't quite notice the slight change. "Yeah, yeah, Deku. You said that even the pills didn't help you. Let's do this now so you won't have to chase over me again." Bakugo honestly replied.

However, he was unaware of other things that the condition contained, in which troubled Deku. 'He doesn't know..' Deku fearfully thought, gripping his hands into fists. 'If we do this now, we'd have to continue. Just like the doctor said! If I have an orgasm for the first time, I'll have to conintue everyday!' Deku worriedly realized, noticing each time his shaking body.

"What now, Deku? Now you're being the coward here. Don't make it such a big deal." Bakugo said. "Come on, stand up" He commanded him. Deku was congested of a mind full of worries. Either way, he ended up standing, while his legs almost made him trip. Bakugo watched and got closer to him. When he took both of his wrists and glued them to the wall, Deku's teeth and breath shivered while he maintained his eyes closed. "Kacchan... how far will we go?" Deku asked, expecting any answer but fearing it. His head pointed to the ground.

"I don't know" He admitted firmly.

Bakugo quickly took out his tongue and slided it on Deku's lips, making him barely open his own mouth. Deku's eyes being shut, he shivered so he had trouble reacting or moving in response. Bakugo gave up one hand to hold Deku's chin and pushed it up for ease. While he traveled his tongue inside Deku's mouth from side to side. Deku tried to imitate but failed each time. Bakugo noticed Deku's resistance so, in-between the kiss, he stopped. "Relax." Bakugo continued but this time a little more bold by closing the gap within their mouths. Their lips became moist as Bakugo attacked Deku as if they were fighting. Deku simply let Bakugo do his own thing while he shivered from dizziness and from his heart beating.

Bakugo's hand pulled Deku's warm chin aside for his face to be set on Deku's neck. He slid his tongue on his neck and Deku only trembled from the chills. Bakugo's other hand undid Deku's second black-colored uniform to have more freedom to bite his neck.

"Aaauoh!" Deku cried from the mark and looked below him. "Why did you do that?!" He innocently wondered despite what was happening right now. "It's a thing. It's normal" Bakugo explained and continued by pushing his chin up again. He slid his hand through Deku's long-white-sleeve shirt across his chest. He continued to lick the bite mark and Deku lowly whined.

Bakugo acknowledge the fact that this wasn't enough. So, he gave up on his other hand to grind his crotch. "Nghaa..ah" Deku moaned through shorts of breath. He grabbed onto Bakugo hair and kept his eyes the same. He was tembling because of the strong and new feelings that he was experiencing. Bakugo liked how Deku was already far from being superior than him. Clinging onto him by shaking and calling out his name. The tables had turned just like he wished.

By giving up on his neck, Bakugo turned to kiss Deku again. It took Deku by surprise so he opened his mouth later. Bakugo continued to slide his tongue around his lips and inside his mouth. Every action made Deku vulnerable and only increased the pace of his heart's speed. Bakugo relinquished his hand and replaced it with his knee, raising it and stroking Deku. Along with pants, Deku clenched onto Bakugo's back as he had his last quick breaths. He then came.

"Hah..ah" Deku breathed through the tripping air. He released his hug on Bakugo's back and Bakugo got off of him by stepping behind. Deku was flustered, so he looked at the sides while he went to his backpack to clean himself. He kneeled and took his uniform. Bakugo took his and began to put it on. "W-why did we take off each other's uniforms in the first place?" Deku doubted.

"Just to heat up the moment." Bakugo said dismissively while he put on his sleeves and re-settled his white shirt. Deku felt more relieved than what he had felt for a week. He was free from stress concerning Kacchan and it felt refreshing. Shyly, he visualized what they just did seconds ago and it made him blush from embarrassment. But luckily, he didn't obssess, only temporarily. Deku touched his shoulder and felt the bite mark. He got icy chills.

"Kacchan, now what if someone sees this?" Deku pointed at his mark with anxious eyes and a frustrated sigh. Bakugo turned distantly and scoffed. "If they ask, don't mention me. Just make an excuse. Anyways, will there be anyone who would see your shoulder, Deku?"

"No..." Deku replied silently. "Thought so" Bakugo said back with insolence. Deku finally stood up and did his uniform again. Bakugo took his backpack and turned to Deku. "Just so you know, this will not change anything between us. And also, don't tell anyone. I'll come and get you if I find out you did" Bakugo informed and before he left, he finalized. "Those pictures and drawings, burn them as well." Deku looked at him, half disappointed and regretful, but one thing quickly crossed his mind.

"Wait! Kacchan!" Deku called him, making stop walking and revert his head. "My notebook, you still have it..." He continued with a small tint of fear. "Can I have it back-"

"No" Bakugo said coldly, giving a deadly stare. "B-but it's my notebook! I'll need it to continue writing my hero analysis! You can't just take it away from me!" The green-haired defended his point, something he hadn't been able to do wisely when he was under the effects of his disorder. "Oh well, hell yeah I can. You think you can become a hero while being quirkless and having a fucking mental disorder? Dreaming is fine but you're so damn unrealistic." Bakugo insulted Deku at last. He turned and resumed his walk.

"K-Kacchan- but!" Deku stuttered again. "I want it back!

"Then come get it" Bakugo proposed deeply, but he left after then. He proposed a next time. A time when Deku is capable of receiving his notebook. Was he referring to another argument, a debatable one? Or was he referring to something else? Either way, Bakugo has always been someone hard to read. Deku was left regretful in the alleyway. Everything happened so fast, and the sky turned darker each time. He didn't hate it, but he regretted the outcomes.

Deku blushed from the thoughts, but he then realized that the more he remembered the faster he would provoke his fettish. He gently touched his lips and wished that he had savored the moment. With his palm, he caressed his neck smoothly. He also remembered how Kacchan stroke his crotch, the one thing he least expected from that situation. Everything didn't seem real. But when Deku thought about it, Kacchan only did it to prove his willingness and his persistence. To prove the reason why Deku admired him too much.

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The sky had never been so dark. It was night time and Deku still hadn't arrived home. The past events occurred at 3:23PM and it finalized at 3:48PM. In the doctor appointment, it was 4:41PM considering how long the walk took and the number of patients. Since he hadn't eaten anything except for breakfast, he forced himself to go eat because he simply couldn't wait. This happened at 6:01PM. After eating, it was 6:24PM, and now Deku was heading home at 6:30PM. It was a long day.

While Deku stepped on the concrete floor beneath the illuminous moon, he swore he felt another presence nearby. Of course, it wasn't unsual for people to be outside at night, but he just feared that fact. The ones with bad intentions can also blend with a righteous society. And being a 14-year-old middle schooler, it was a perfect prey for them. Deku texted his mother that he was going home, but she still hadn't seen the message. Apart from his mother, Deku worried about her. It was a reasonable reaction despite her knowing that her son was fine

On the doctor's appointment, the doctor asked Deku if he was okay, how he felt, worries, struggles, recommendations, considerations, and concerns. You know, the usual. The doctor persisted on asking Deku why he was less anxious, meaning what made him feel so refreshed at that moment. And, being a doctor, he had assumed that he tried to calm down his senses by following along what the doctor recommended him. Deku had to agree; he couldn't say the fact that he was feeding his desire to the fullest.

Other than that, Deku made an excuse that he had lost his pills in the bathroom and when he had asked others if they had seen it, they denied. It was a common excuse, but it turned out fine. Unfortunately, the doctor told him that, because of that incident, he had to wait a week to reclaim his pills. His mother had to pay more money and it just stressed Deku out for lying and for his mistakes. He felt trapped.

The doctor knew something else was going on. Deku was calm and his pills disappeared. However, maybe it was that Deku did it after his pills were lost. He convinced himself to not overthink or assume. His patient wouldn't lie to him if it were a concerning situation.

Finally, Deku arrived at his apartment and knocked on the door. Luckily, the night seemed less scary and was relieved that everything went well. His mother wasn't home, so he decided to open it with his own keys. The apartment was quiet and cold. Deku decided to quickly shower and take a rest.