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It was late at night about eleven thirty, a few people were on the side walk but mostly the plaza was empty. Nearly all shops were closed as well, a few food places and a gym were open. Not much to do at night, except for Katsuki's favorite routine.

There was a black mask over his nose and mouth along with a baseball cap on his head. He had on a black hoodie and black pants, his shoes a deep blue. They weren't his of course, three sizes too big to keep anyone off his trail.

He had a nice view of the gym, it was open twenty-four hours and around three hours ago his favorite gym rat had went in to work out. Often the red head would be in there for three hours, sometimes even five hours.

Just working out, taking twenty minuet breaks then heading back to lift or pull something. Katsuki loved watching how the mans muscles flexed, how they twisted and how sweaty he was. Call him a freak- he didn't care. He'd been watching the man for nearly a month now and the idiot didn't have a clue.

Sure the blond was a bit fearful at the start of watching the man but that's all he ever did was sit and watch him work out, follow him to his job and home maybe even a few friends homes but its not like he had any real ill intent.

He hasn't broken in or tried to harm him or even touch him. He enjoyed watching from a distance, so far it satisfied him just to sit and watch. There was of course that itch for more, Bakugo didn't want to go far though.

He had a good job, made a hell of a lot of money that could probably pay his bail but it would be on his record for life that he stalked someone. He was extremely careful with how he went about watching him, it wasn’t every day.

Maybe once or twice a week he'd linger in the plaza waiting for the man to show up and he always did. Around the same time, tho once in a while he'd show up around twelve or one and work out for an hour then go home.

Katsuki pulled his knees to his chest and rested his chin on them as he watched the redhead run on the stair machine. His muscular chest lightly bouncing with each stomp up a stair, Katsuki loved it.

He knew it was perverted but he never acted on it, Bakugo felt guilty every time he got hard watching the man but it wasn't like he was genuinely doing something wrong right? It was like bird watching, but a human that he had taken interest in and it wasn't like he was obsessed with the redhead, He just liked to watch him. He could stop any time he wanted.

Katsuki sat up seeing the man step down and wipe his face with a towel, He watched as the redhead grabbed his bag and went into the back to shower. Katsuki looked at his phone, it was early for the man to leave.

There was a notification that caught his eye, It was from his group of idiots. "What?" He asked after answering the call. "You were supposed to be here two hours ago Bakugo, where the hell are you?" Mina asked. Bakugo cursed and rubbed his face, completely forgetting he was supposed to get them.

"I forgot, I'm running an errand right now." He said and leaned back against the stone. "Hurry up then, the guys are getting bored. You know how they are when they get bored." She reminded.

Katsuki shook his head with a sigh. "Don't let them in my stuff—" Katsuki glanced up as Kirishima walked out of the gym, his hair down and wet. He got up and fixed his pants then glanced back down at his phone.

He scoffed. "I'll be there in twenty." He hung up and started to walk. He could hear the man on the phone with someone, it sounded like another man. He followed Kirishima, listening to him talk as they walked out of the plaza's food area.

"Sure man, I'll be in work around six." He smiled and nodded while the other person talked, he laughed softly witch made Katsuki's chest squeeze, his laugh was cute. He stayed a good distance from the man and walked as quietly as he could but he fucked up by not putting his phone on silent.

Kirishima glanced back at him not knowing someone was near him. Bakugo pulled his phone out and tried to act like he wasn't following him or doing something wrong. "What?" He asked quietly.

Eyes lingered on the masked man for a moment, Kirishima then turned and continued with his own phone call. Bakugo gritted his teeth as Kirishima turned a corner out of his sight. "Look fuckers, I'll be there when I'm done." He hung up and sped walked to the corner.

He quietly cursed as Kirishima walked over to his car, he dug out his keys. "I got it- sure bye." He hung up and put his phone in the car, then tossed the bag in the back. Katsuki watched as he drove off.

Something caught his eye tho, something he's been wanting to get his hands on for a while. He walked out into the parking lot and snatched up the sweaty wet shirt, quickly glancing around he bunched it up and went over to his own car.

His hands shook as he got in, Katsuki sat there with it in his lap. He cursed while staring at the shirt, he shouldn't have picked it up but he so desperately wanted to know what the man smelled like.

With shaky hands he brought the shirt up to his nose and took a whiff of it. His dying boner sprung to life in an instant, He closed his eyes and swallowed the lump in his throat. It smelt so good, so delicious.

"Fuck." He threw the shirt into the back and hit the steering wheel in anger. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He shook the steering wheel for a moment then covered his face. He knew this was wrong, he knew how creepy and disgusting he was being right now.

After a moment he sighed and started the car, he pulled the mask and cap off and tossed them in the back as well. He needed to stop following the man, this was getting a bit out of hand. Katsuki pulled off the hoodie and also threw it in the back, he looked around for a moment then pulled out.

He blasted the cold air the entire drive home, by the time he got there his hard on had died down again. He honked the horn twice and waited for his group to come out. Mina smiled as she walked out with her pink purse, Sero and Denki followed.

Mina got in the front and the other two got into the back. "Dude, you have like no food or anything! How do you live like that?" Kaminari asked while pushing the clothes out of the way for them to sit.

"Ew- bro were you at the gym? This shirt is soaked with sweat." Katsuki's eyes widened, he forgot he threw it back there. "Yeah, at the plaza." He said and glanced at him in the rear-view mirror. "You sure its yours? It's huge and.. kina smells like someone i know—" Katsuki felt a chills at his words.

He turned and snatched the shirt. "The fuck are you smelling sweaty clothes for you freak." He snapped and stuffed it in the side of the door. "Wha— I wasn't! It just stinks like a gym rat i know- he goes to the same gym!" Denki yelled. Katsuki froze for a moment, he felt as if his heart stopped.

Kaminari knew the man he'd been watching, that horrified him. "Why would i have some randoms sweaty workout shirt? I'm not into that weird shit." He snapped and drove off. Sero laughed and pushed Denki. "Dude, that is weird you smelled his shirt." Kaminari smacked his arm.

"Shut up, your the one who like—" Sero jumped on him covering his mouth. "Shut up dude, they don't wanna hear that." He said quickly with a nervous laugh. Bakugo shook his head and glanced at the gps that Mina had put on, his heart was racing like it was going to burst out of his chest.

He turned down a few roads then into a neighborhood. He glanced around while slowing down, where the hell did they want to go? He took a left down the dead end and looked around. "Its right up there at the end with the red car." Kaminari said pointing at the house.

Katsuki nearly slammed on the breaks, the car jerked almost knocking Sero into the front. "Damn!" He yelled and leaned back. "What the hell was that Bakugo?" Mina asked while looking in front of the car thinking he almost hit something.

He stared at the house, that same car from earlier. The amount of times he's driven into the neighborhood he should have known where he was. "It—" He shook his head and pulled up to the house. "fuckin bird or some shit." He uttered and put it in park.

The front door opened as Kaminari jumped out of the car, he went up to the red head with a grin. Bakugo looked off to the side gripping the steering wheel, he could feel his cheeks warm with a blush.

"You ok?" Mina asked, making him jump. "What— fucking course i am." He said glancing at her, he regretted looking that way, Kirishima smiled at him and waved. "That's Bakugo, he goes to the same gym as you. Have you seen him around?" He asked.

Katsuki's eyes widened in fear, That dumb ass just cant shut up about it. "Are you sure you're ok?" Mina questioned after getting out. Sero had already went in to find some food or something. "I… I just need to sleep. Got night shift later." He said shifting the car out of park.

"Alright Bakubae, sleep well." Mina said and stepped back smiling. Katsuki hit the gas making his tiers screech as he swerved and sped off from them. They all knew the man he'd been watching, any time he had shown up those idiots could have been there and seen him being a creep.

His heart raced as he drove back to his house, he needed to put a stop to his stalking now. Kaminari knew what Kirishima smelled like, weird or not Katsuki knew the man wasn't stupid like he acted, he need to toss the shirt.

Katsuki pulled up to his house and into the drive way, he snatched the shirt and his other clothes from the back and went into his house. The door slammed shut behind him as he went to his room.

Tossing the clothes he had on earlier on the flood, he stopped and glanced at the balled up shirt in his hand. His groin twitched at just thinking of sniffing the sweaty shirt. "Fuck me." He uttered and threw it somewhere and went into his bedroom bathroom to shower.

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This was going to end badly, Katsuki knew it would. He had stopped observing the man for only two days and he felt antsy, like he had gone cold turkey with cigarettes. It was like an itch he couldn't scratch, he wanted to see him- to smell him again.

That fucking shirt was sitting on his dresser, all gross with dried sweat. He had restraint but hell Katsuki was on the brink of shoving the shirt in his face or lighting it on fire in the back yard.

He leaned his head back against the headboard and sighed. He had today off, it was the perfect day to watch and observe Kirishima. He so desperately wanted to but he could feel that something bad might happen if he did, like being caught or even arrested for it.

Glancing down at his phone he opened up one of his social media apps and went onto his own page to look at what he had last posted. Last thing he posted was last month, it was a photo of him and his group playing pool at a gay bar.

He smiled and clicked the tags, he was sent to Kaminari's page. His smiled faltered seeing the mans recent post, Kirishima was lifting Mina up with his left arm, she hung from it grinning. His other arm Sero hung off of the same way, He tapped who was tagged and clicked on Kirishima's name.

Katsuki was sent to his account and he could feel that itch being tickled in the back of his mind. He clicked on his posts and started looking through them, careful not to like any. He looked through nearly all the photos and videos Kirishima posted.

Most were his workout routines, a bunch of shirtless pictures and videos and Katsuki’s favorite. A public folder Kirishima had made, full of mostly videos of him flexing.

From his biceps to back muscles, calves and thighs. He posted it all, even everything he ate in a day. Most food during the week was proteins and other healthy things but on the weekend he ate whatever he wanted.

There was a photo of a big fat bowl of chocolate ice cream, caramel drizzled on it, chocolate syrup, rainbow sprinkles, two bananas and a cherry on top. Kirishima basically documented his life and what he did daily with small updates and notes that his followers could see and be notified for.

He had nearly a million follows and Katsuki was going to be another, once he makes a fake account. He's not stupid enough to stalk him online with his own account, he could accidentally click a photo and Kirishima might notice— Katsuki wasn't sure how the man would react of course but he was horrified he'd make a mistake or slip up and get caught.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, illegal and immoral but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to get carried away like he did with other things he hyper focused on. Like video games or competing with Deku, though that was more like an obsession that fed him dopamine in a way.

Every time he watched the man he felt guilty but the pleasure of just seeing him or even hearing his voice pushed that guilt away. The more he stalked him the less he felt guilty especially now that he had Kirishima's account, he didn't even need to leave his house.

Katsuki could watch his account for updates, look for all his other socials and wait for an update. He could even place a tracker on him so he knew where he was all the time, or even bug his phone.

He shut off his phone and stared at his reflection in confusion. "What the fuck?" He tossed his phone to the side and covered his face. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" He muttered into his hands.

Sighing, he shook his head and got up. He needed another distraction, Katsuki went over to his stereo and started blasting Your sweet six six six by HIM then went over to Pc and started up a gun game.

He left his room and went to the kitchen for a snack and drink, this was his first full day off in a while and he was going to be extremely lazy. He placed the chips on the table and put a few cold drinks in his small fridge.

Katsuki sat in his chair and started a game, he ate a few chips in between rounds, chugged a few energy drinks in lobbies and played for about five hours without a break. His back began to hurt from slouching for so long and there was an annoying ringing he was so desperately trying to ignore.

He knew who was calling and he didn't want to do shit today but his phone has been ringing nonstop for twenty minutes, why couldn't they get the hint he didn't want to be bothered? Bakugo fixed his headset and hired the volume and started another game to ignore the ringing, hopefully they would leave him alone.

Four more games he played before he got off to take a break, He cleaned up the crumbs from his chips, got out another energy drink then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

He went back to his room and chugged the drink and tossed the can in the trash. There was a knock at his front door then it was opened, he groaned. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" He yelled.

Katsuki stomped out of his room and into the living room where Mina, Sero, Kaminari, Jirou and Kirishima stood. He froze staring at the man. "You weren't answering man, we needed a place to hang." Sero said and sat on his couch.

"You—" He looked way form the man with a light blush. "You couldn't fucking go to his place? Its twenty god damn minuets down the road!" He yelled and pointed at Kirishima. Mina smiled while making her way into his kitchen.

"Calm down Bakubae, were just going to smoke a joint or two then head to his place." She stated and took out something from the fridge. Bakugo cursed and looked at the others on the couch. "Clean up any damn mess you make." He snapped, avoiding looking at Kirishima.

"Your not staying out here?" Jirou asked. Katsuki scoffed. "It's my one day off where i don't have to do shit, I'm playing fuckin games and eating." He said and went back to his room. He sighed and sat down in his chair.

He played two games then got up after not hearing anyone or even the TV. Katsuki made his way out of his room and into the living room, He looked at them all asleep except for Kirishima, the man smiled and looked up from his phone.

"Hey dude." The redhead said quietly. "…Hey" Katsuki muttered while looking at the others. He shook his head and turned to go back into his room, He didn't want to be near Kirishima today. "Hold on man— uh what are you playing?" Kirishima asked while getting up.

The blond eyed him for a second, maybe this was an opportunity to get closer to him like a normal person would. "Black ops four, you play?" He asked. Kirishima nodded and followed him to his room.

"Nice set up dude." Kirishima grinned while looking at his three pc screens and other expensive stuff he had. The redhead sat down in his gaming chair and turned to him. "What's your gamer tag, we should play some games sometime dude." Katsuki stared at him for a few seconds.

"Just add me from there." He said and walked over to him and pulled up the add players tab. Kirishima nodded and added his player tag. "How often do you play?" He asked and got up. Katsuki glanced up at him, he didn't notice he was like two feet taller.

"At night, days off." Katsuki shrugged. "Any time i can or need to blow off steam." He said . Kirishima nodded while leaning on his dresser. "You?" Katsuki knew he was bad at small talk or even talking to new people but he was down right dry with this conversation.

"Same, any time i get." Katsuki nodded and sat in his gaming chair, he pulled out a smaller chair from under the desk and moved to the side a bit. "Here." If he can befriend the man, he wouldn't need to stalk him.

Katsuki set a controller down on the desk for the man, then set up the monitor to have another game ready to play and log into. "Hell yeah man." Kirishima said happily, he got into his seat and started logging into his account. Once he finished Katsuki invited him to a game, then started a match search.

They played for a few hours, enough time for the entire group to wake up and wonder where Kirishima had went.

"He's on the fuckin' left!" Katsuki yelled. There was silence for a minuet then another yell. "No he wasn't!" Kirishima yelled as he was shot and killed. Katsuki snickered as he took the bomb and ran off to the other side of the map with it.

"Cheater, You didn't say we'd be on different teams." Kirishima complained. The blond chuckled as he won the match, he turned to Kirishima. "I didn't cheat, you just didn't read." He stated.

Mina lightly pushed open the door. "You two are getting along nicely." She said with a smile. Bakugo rolled his eyes and shook his head, of course they were. Katsuki liked him and he wanted the man to himself.

"Course we fucking are, He's actually interesting unlike you parasites." He said leaning back in his chair. "We love you to Bakubae." She said making Kirishima laugh. "You ready?" She asked Kirishima. He nodded and got up.

"It was nice actually getting to talk to you man, I'll message you later if your on." He said making the blond nod with a light blush. "Sure." He said and stood as well. "The groups in his car and we picked up, you don't gotta worry man." Mina said as they walked out to the living room.

Katsuki glanced around, it was clean just like he had left it. "Good." He nodded. "See ya Bakubae." Mina said leaving, Kirishima followed with a short wave as he went to his car. Katsuki watched for a moment then closed his door, his hands shook slightly while his heart hammered in his chest.

He acted as normal as he could, he so desperately wanted the man, to even get close to smell him. Katsuki could feel himself blushing the entire time and hoped no one else saw, it was even worse now tho, he could freely think about it.

Katsuki was able to get him into his room with something as small as video games, then maybe he could get him over with out the group of idiots. Maybe he could go to the gym around the same time a few times, then ask if they could have a routine.

It would help get closer to him in a normal way. Bakugo still just watched to watch him, it seemed easier and less of a risk of rejection. Katsuki was confident, always has been especially when it came to dating but with Kirishima, he was scared of rejection. The man was hot as hell and looked straight, the guys wouldn't hang with him if he was homophobic so he at least had a slim chance of the man being gay or bi.

Bakugo sighed and shook his head, It was getting late he should turn off the game and make dinner for himself.

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It was about twelve again, Katsuki was dressed in full black with a cap and mask on. He crept around the building making sure not to step on anything that could alarm anyone. It had been two months since Kirishima said he would message Katsuki on the game, two months full of silence.

And it pissed the man off that he was somewhat disregarded, he knew the mans entire routine. What he ate, drank, when he would even go to the bathroom but for the past two months its changed.

He wasn't going to the gym as much, he took off of work a bunch. Bakugo could have asked Mina or Kaminari for his number it would have been easier then sneaking around his home but Katsuki had been wanting to watch the man, its been a few weeks since he did.

Work was getting to much, too many clients wanted shit from basically the opposite side of the country and he had to sit and baby sit it or them to their location. It payed well and he could have declined the offer but it was a lot of money and he needed a distraction from being pissed off.

Though now that he's back, Katsuki was craving to see the man. He didn't care how or what time but he needed to see what he was doing and who was with him. If it was his group, Katsuki had a chance of messaging them and joining even if it was late.

A light turned on near the window he was at, instantly he dropped to the ground and pressed himself to the wall. He sucked in a shaky breath and waited, Katsuki was so deep in thought he forgot he was staring into the window for the past few minuets.

Kirishima's shadow went by making Katsuki glance up at the window, it was silent. He waited a few minuets for the light to go off but it stayed on, he needed to move. Staying like this was suspicious and very obvious.

Katsuki shifted on his knees as he carefully and quietly began to crawl backwards. His pocket vibrated and began to ring Suki Suki Daisuki. "You!" Katsuki looked behind him as he scrambled to shut off his phone.

How the hell did Kirishima get out side so fast? Katsuki stared at him, this was not what should have happened. The blond glanced down to the bat in his hand, If getting punched by him was bad a bat would knock his head off with one swing.

"You just got out of jail and your already back to stalking me?!" Kirishima snapped, his grip on the bat tightened. Bakugo scrambled off the ground to run from him, he couldn't get caught not by him.

He yelped in pain as the bat Kirishima had was thrown into his legs, tripping him. Bakugo slammed into the ground with a grunt, Before he could try and get up again Kirishima grabbed his arms and forced them behind his back.

"Your parol officer is going to be pissed." He scoffed. Katsuki had zero fucking clue what Kirishima was talking about, he turned his head to the side to look at him. The man stared back in silence.

"Your.. not my ex— who the hell are you?" Kirishima asked, leaning closer to him. Bakugo twisted in the mans grip and kicked at him, the red head cursed and hiss in pain with each kick. Katsuki turned onto his back and used both feet to kick at him, Kirishima grabbed at his legs with one arm while trying to hold both of Katsuki's hands in the other.

Katsuki was able to twist one hand free making Kirishima let the other one go and grab for his mask. He felt the string snap from his ears, in a panic Katsuki swung and punched the man in the face then kicked him in the chest with booth legs.

He covered his face with a bloody hand and got up running into the back yard, he couldn't jump this fence it was to damn high but he was cornered. He heard the man catch his breath and get up, Katsuki took a few steps back.

He ran at the fen then jumped with his arms stretched out, Katsuki grabbed onto the top part of it and pulled himself up. "Damn it." Kirishima said as he watched the man jump into the other persons yard.

Katsuki ran through the yard and jumped over the smaller chain fence, he ran into the small woods. He didn't stop running of course, he was fucking horrified and full of adrenaline. A ten minuet walk turned into a five minuet run through the woods back to his car.

The car door slammed closed a he shakily started it, he'd never been so fucking scare in his life and he's died before. Granted that was about five minuets but still. This was another thing, his entire life could be ruined if Kirishima got a look at his face.

Katsuki pulled out of the parking lot and shook his head. He should have stuck to watching, he wasn't good at stalking this close. His hand throbbed as it continued to bleed, how the hell did he cut his hand? Stopped at a red light and pulled his visor mirror down.

He had a few smudges of blood on his face form his hand, he grabbed a water bottle and opened the window to wash off the blood. He tossed the bottle in the back and grabbed a shirt from his passenger seat and warped it around his hand.

The only thing he hit was the mans face, what could have cut him? Katsuki drove as the light turned green, he groaned as he turned down a back road. It was his weird ass teeth, who even has teeth like a shark?

Shaking his head again, he turned down his road and pulled into the driveway. Quickly he got out and went inside to get his first aid kit, he sat on the bathroom floor with gauze and a wrap. He cleaned up the blood and put on some anti bacteria cream and wrapped it up.

With a sigh Katsuki cleaned up his mess and tossed it back under the bathroom sink. He went into the living room and stopped, he patted his pockets then ran out to his car. He looked under his seat, then in the back and under the crap he needed to clean and then went back to the passenger seat and looked under it.

"Fuck!" He yelled and slammed the door shut. He fucked up now, He lost his phone while running from the man. He desperately hoped Kirishima didn't find it. Bakugo went back into his house, cursing and muttering at how stupid he was.

He shook his head, he wasn't happy now. The adrenaline was dying down and the guilt and fear began to settle. Katsuki went to his room and changed, he got into bed in a bit of a daze. He was kicking the man pretty damn hard, and the punch- his hand was hurting from it.

Hopefully he didn't hurt Kirishima to much, punching him in the face was just his automatic reaction. He didn't want to hurt him but he also did not want to get caught, he had better of lost his phone in the woods other wise his ass was going to jail.

It was about eleven in the morning when someone knocked on his door. His heart sank, fearing it was Kirishima with his phone. He went up to the door quietly and looked through the peak hole, sighing he stepped back and opened the door.

"Hey, Me and Jirou were in the area and wanted to see if you wanted to come with us to the mall." Mina asked. Jirou waved from the car then went back to her phone. "No, I have to clean." Mina glanced into his already spotless house.

"The car." He added on. "Oh— yeah that thing is a mess." She laughed making him smile slightly and nod. "Alright bakubae we'll be over later then." Mina said while heading back to the car.

"How many of you idiots are coming?" He questioned. Jirou rolled down her window. "Us, Kami, Sero and maybe Kirishima. He said something happened last night and might not make it." Jirou said.

Katsuki nodded. "Let me know what he decides." Mina nodded as she pulled out of his driveway. He closed the door and curse. "What the fuck do i do now??" He asked himself and went into the kitchen.

He looked through the fridge making sure he had enough if the man showed up, Katsuki had zero idea of what to do now. He was careful, so careful until last night and now he was completely fucked.

Kirishsima could come over and announce that Bakugo was stalking him, or go to the police and report him. Filling out the paperwork for stalking dose take a short while to get done so he had at most a few more hours if Kirishima got up early to report him.

Shutting the fridge Katsuki went into the living room and stood there for a moment. What was he to do? If he ran, he'd lose the friends that took years to gain. Lose the job he loves and the money he makes, he'd be far from his parents as well.

If they found out what he did they'd probably disown him, Katsuki knew the best thing he could do was to sit and wait for Kirishima to confront him. Anything else and he'd be fucked, maybe he should go over to Kirishima's and apologize. He'd do that if Kirishima didn't show up for dinner.

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Kirishima stared at the phone, the background was of a blue eyed silver dragon. Nothing told him who the person was, he had put it on charge when he had gone to bed a few hours after making sure that stalker was gone.

It was around one, he had four hours till dinner with Bakugo and the group. He needed to find out who was stalking him before then, maybe even file a police report again. Kirishima had an ex who stalked him for a while, but unlike this new stalker the last one he was dating when they started stalking him.

It didn't bother him until the ex got controlling, he hated being controlled and if this stalker just liked to watch then he wouldn't press charges or anything but if this one wanted to control him, Kirishima was going to get them arrested.

The phone buzzed then began to ring, Suki Suki Daisuki began to play. He answered the phone. "Yo Bakugo, we're heading over early after getting Kirishima." Denki said. Kirishima sat there a bit stunned, this was Bakugo's phone.

Bakugo was stalking him? why would he? "Uh hello?" Denki said making Kirishima laugh awkwardly. "Hey—" Kaminari cut him off. "Kirishima?!" He yelled. The redhead sighed, this was going to be hard to explain.

"Hey so uh—" he mentally cursed while rubbing his face. "Bakugo left his phone at my place." He said. Sero had taken the phone from Denki as he drove. "he just got back in town, why'd he visit you?" He asked as Kaminari snickered in the back.

"Just to chat, he said he was driving by and wanted to talk." He lied, Kirishima hated to lie but he wanted to know why Bakugo was stalking him before he said or did anything to out the man for stalking.

Kaminari snatched the phone back. "Sure, sure. To 'talk' right?" Kirishima laughed at what he was insinuating what happened between them. "Yes, just to—" Denki cut him off. "Have sex! Don't lie, he came over for a booty call." Sero laughed in the back.

"As if he'd answer a booty call from me, he's straight." The two on the other end went dead silent for a few seconds. "Uh—" Both men busted out laughing hysterically. He sat there listening to them laugh like hyenas.

Sero was the fist to say something. "Dude!" He laughed. "He's gay!" He yelled. Kaminari snickered while shaking his head. "So gay, put a dick in his face and he'd drool for it." Kirishima covered his mouth to not laugh.

"Ok ok, but your going right?" Sero asked after taking the phone from Denki once more. The redhead cleared his throat. "Yeah, I'll be ready when you guys get here." Kirishima said and got up to get ready.

"Sweet, we'll be there soon." Sero said then hung up. Kirishima stared at the phone once more, there had to be a reason Bakugo was stalking him. If he is gay then that's definitional a reason why he would stalk him, thinking back to last night the man's eyes looked like Katsuki's.

Crimson red, light skin and furred brows. He could have chased him down but damn did he kicked the hell out of him. Kirishima had a few shoe shaped bruises on his chest and abs, his cheek hurt pretty bad as well.

The punch was in fear of course so he wasn't aiming, but the hit landed hard. The top of Bakugo's hand slid over his cheek and a crossed the top row of his front teeth when he punched and turned over to run.

And his last kick knocked the air out of Kirishima's lungs, he knew how to fight and honestly felt muscular when Kirishima was trying to hold him down. Honestly the man was down right hot but the stalking might be a problem.

Kirishima got changed into some nice clothes, nothing fancy of course. jean pants and a black wife beater tank top. He wasn't one to be mean or play mean pranks on people but Kirishima knew how far to take things.

He was going to flirt with Katsuki most of the night and see where it went. If the stalking was because of a crush or control, he could tell the difference. After his ex he did some research into stalking, there's a few different types.

Hopefully Bakugo was An incompetent suitor who has horrible social awkwardness and is scared rather then a predatory stalker who often have the lack of empathy and disregards for others rights.

Kirishima shook his head, he prayed Bakugo wasn't the second type of stalker. He'd definitely have to report him to the police if so, he'd be a danger to others. The redhead knew all stalkers were dangerous, he just hoped the blond was on the less dangerous end.

He waited a bit till a horn beeped outside of his place, he grabbed his phone and Bakugo's then left. Kirishima got in the back with a grin. "Damn red, are you trying to get in Bakugo's pants or something?" Kaminari asked. Kirishima laughed as Sero drove off. "Maybe, never know." He said making the two howl. "Hell yeah man!" Sero yelled and Kaminari cheered.

The drive to Katsuki's was quick, Mina and Jirou were already inside. Sero pulled up to the curb behind Mina's pink alien wrapped car, they got out of the car, Sero walked in without knocking.

"Where's the food man!" Sero asked, obviously seeing Bakugo cooking. "Do you want to get stabbed?" Katsuki asked as he turned to them with a knife in hand. His heart dropped seeing Kirishima walk in with a smile, as if he didn't catch the man last night.

His hand shook, quickly Katsuki turned back to the counter and set the knife down. If he didn't find his phone then he shouldn't know he was the stalker, right? Katsuki sucked in a shaky breath then sighed and stood up right.

He needed to be normal about this, having him in his house and about to eat the meal hes cooking. A soft blush began to spread over his cheeks, sure blushing was better then being scared. He'd be fine if he continued to think of other things like sitting next to Kirishima as they ate or even watching a movie on the couch next to him.

Katsuki's face felt warm, he took a sip of beer and went back to cooking. He heard the others yelling about what music they should put on, Mina groaned at all of their complaints and set down her computer.

"Add a song to the list then pass." She stated. Denki grabbed the computer and added his song, then Sero, then Jirou, then Kirishima and back to Mina. "Kats what song do you want?" She asked. Katsuki glanced back at them.

"Your love by she wants revenge." He said and went back to cooking. He definitely had a strange taste in music that seemingly had obsessive love themes to them. Mina added the song and passed the computer around again.

"Do you want to put another one?" She asked the blonde. "Vampire erotica by Inkubus sukkubus." He said while taking something out of the cabinet. Mina nodded and started the playlist, Bakugo was thankful Kaminari didn't put on his weird night core stuff. Hearing angle with a shot gun or angel of darkness would make him flip his shit with how much Kaminari played the two songs.

The others set up a game to play while they waited for dinner to finish. Katsuki could feel eyes on him the entire time he cooked, if he moved from the stove to the fridge, or to a cabinet or closet.

Glancing back he could see Kirishima looking at him and the man didn't break eye contact when the blond looked at him. That sent a chill up Bakugo's spine, was the idiot trying to silently say he knew it was him or just being weird?

"Pst." Kirishima looked back and down at Kaminari. "What?" He asked. Jirou leaned over on the yellow haired man. "Staring at him wont get you no where." She said making Kaminari nod. "I know… I'm just not sure how i should flirt with him." That wasn't a lie, Kirishima was extremely unsure if the man liked up front flirting or not.

"Just go flirt, say he has a nice ass or something." She shrugged still leaning on the man. "Well.. i don't just want to get in his pants." He said hesitantly. Jirou grinned as she pushed Kaminari so she could sit up more.

"Really?" He nodded with a light blush. "Sprinkle in some light flirting when you talk then. Sit next to him during dinner and such. He may be pissy and snappy to us but its just how he is, he'll flirt back." She said as Kaminari pushed her off.

The man nodded as he sat up. "Hell yeah man, go for it." He said. Kirishima nodded and tuned to go into the kitchen, the back of his shirt was grabbed before he could take a step. "Do not go fully into the kitchen or get in his way tho, he will lose his shit." Mina said and let him go.

"Noted." Kirishima chuckled and went up to the kitchen island, he leaned on it as Katsuki turned. The man jumped slightly then set the bowl on the counter. "Fuck do you want?" He asked and looked away.

"Just seeing if you need, or want any help." Kirishima smiled. Katsuki blushed as he turned back to the stove. "Mash the potatoes in that bowl.." He said and poured something into the pot on the counter. "Sure thing Bakubro." He grinned while grabbing the bowl and masher, he stayed on the other side of the island to stay out of the blondes way.

Katsuki felt his stomach flip at the nickname, he could feel his blush spread a cross his face and down his neck. He strained the veggies then set them back in the pot and turned off the burner. He then opened the oven and took out the pork loins, he turned and placed them on the island counter.

Katsuki wanted to keep his head down and avoid looking at the man. "Here, done." Kirishima placed them in bowl of mashed potatoes on the counter, he went around and washed off the masher and set it in the sink. The blonde watched him go back to the island and lean on it again with that stupid smile he wanted to kiss. "Anything else?" Kirishima questioned.

Katsuki looked back at the food, then at the table. "Get plates out of here." He pointed at a cabinet. "Forks out of here." then pointed at a drawer. "Beer and other shit to drink is in the fridge." he stated and turned to the stove to finish the noodles.

"Sure." Kirishima made his way to the plates and took out six plates and set them on the island. He turned and placed a hand on Bakugo's hip as he went by him to get the silverware.

Katsuki nearly yanked the pan off the stove, there was definitely enough room to move behind him without touching him. Hell Kirishima could have just even walked around, is he flirting? Katsuki shook his head and turned off the stove and oven. As if, Katsuki was being delusional again. Something so small as touching his hip wasn't flirting, he wished it was though.

Bakugo stepped back from the stove and turned to the island. "Alright, come and eat!" He yelled over the music and yelling from the group. The music was lowered and the game was paused as they all started to head into the kitchen.

Katsuki made his plate and went to the dinner table, Kirishima followed suit and sat right next to the man. Bakugo was a bit suspicious of him now, Kirishima watched him cook, then asked to help and now is sitting far to close— The redheads knee softly press on his.

His leg felt like it was on fire, same with his hip where the man had touched. Katsuki wanted to keep his calm but it felt as if Kirishima was doing this to him on purpose. The group quickly thanked Bakugo for the food and started eating and chatting.

Katsuki could tell he was blushing still and it only got worse with Kirishima shifting his leg and pressing his softly to Katsuki's leg. They sat like that till nearly everyone was done eating, the redhead took a sip of his beer then sighed.

The man placed a hand on Katsuki's knee. "I haven't had a good home cooked meal in a while, thanks man." He smiled at Katsuki. He nodded as he tried not to shake in excitement? Fear? Katsuki was unsure on why just a simple touch was making him this way.

Maybe he could have the man to himself, Kirishima seemed to be flirting Bakugo thought. Unless he was being delusional again, he didn't want to feed into those sides of his delusions. They felt more dangerous then anything, he knew he could lose himself in them. Making his delusions and reality blur together would be horrific.

"Sure.." Katsuki uttered, he didn't want to move just yet. Kirishima's hand slid up his thigh then vanished as the man got up. "what movies are we picking through?" He asked while walking into the kitchen to rinse off his plate.

Mina followed to do the same. "Don't know, Kats has a bunch of DvDs but pays for streaming sites too." She said as he took the plate. "Thanks." He nodded. Kirishima took their plates as they went to wash them, letting them head back to the living room.

Katsuki was hesitant to walk up to Kirishima, even in his own damn home he was scared? Katsuki pushed himself up and went up to the man and the sink. "Move rock head." He lightly pushed the man and began to wash his own plate.

"Just trying to be helpful." Kirishima said as he dried off his hands. The blonde shook his head in annoyance. "Could i um.." Kirishima leaned near his ear, placing his hands on both hips. "Could i stay a bit later, I want to chat.." The plate in Bakugo's hands slipped and dropped into the sink.

Katsuki couldn't move, what the hell did Kirishima want? "Chat about?" He asked. The redhead smiled and leaned his chest into Katsuki's back. "Something.. privet. The group wouldn't want to stick around for it." Kirishima said in the mans ear.

Bakugo shivered as he sucked in a shaky breath. He definitely wasn't being delusional right now, Kirishima was actually flirting with him and was being pretty confidently at that. Katsuki leaned back slightly in to Kirishima's chest while staring at the his hands.

"Sure." Katsuki smirked. Grinning Kirishima lightly squeezed the mans hips then let him go and stepped away from him, The blonde stood there as Kirishima went into the living room. He turned off the water and dried his hands off, the way the man was flirting mad Katsuki think he didn't know it was him last night.

Who in their right mind flirts with their stalker after catching them and finding their phone? Kirishima wasn't and idiot, he would have reported him to police by now. Katsuki would have to go find his phone later tomorrow probably.

"Bakubae come pick a movie with us." Mina called form the living room. The blonde nodded and made his way into the living room, He looked at the four movies to pick through. "Dragon movie." He said and went around to sit on the couch.

The only spot he could sit was Kirishima and the arm rest, honestly Katsuki didn't mind how weirdly flirty the mans gotten, he loved the attention from Kirishima. He sat and turned the lights off with his phone. The movie started and the group quiet down, Denki lowered the brightness on his phone as he played a game and watched the movie.

About two hours later and the movie ended, Sero was the first to get up after ten minuets of it ending. "Alright guys, I got work so I'm heading home." He said stretching. "Its ten, so I have a gig in an hour." Jirou stated, her and Mina got up and started grabbing their things.

"Can we take the left overs?" Kaminari asked. Bakugo nodded, he watched the man go int the kitchen and start packing and cleaning up dinner. "Bye boys, remember to shower before work!" Mina teased as Jirou and her made their way out the front door.

The men snickered. "I've never smelt bad at work." Kaminari said with four tupperware containers in his hands. Sero laughed. "Man you smelt like ass two weeks ago—" Denki cut him off. "One time, and i changed later that day! You didn't do our laundry." He said and handed Sero two containers.

"You two act like a couple." Katsuki said getting up, both men gasped dramatically. "And they were roommates!" Kaminari said making Kirishima and Sero laugh. Shaking his head at the mans comment, Bakugo took out two beers and set one on the counter to open his.

"Alright, Kiri lets get you home." Sero said and opened the front door. Katsuki made his way to them and handed the redhead a beer. "Ah— right, Bakugo said he'd take me home later." He said and took a sip.

Both men grinned like the idiots they were. "Sweet, see you later then man." The door closed as the two immature men snickered to each other as they went to Sero's car. Bakugo shook his head again and turned to Kirishima. Finally he got the man to himself, no one around to cause a distraction.

"So—" Kirishima started and reached into his pocket. "So? What type of 'chat' did you have in mind?" Bakugo questioned as he set his beer down on the side table of the couch. He turned to the man and glanced at his hand then at his face.

Katsuki felt as if his world just shattered, it was like an electric shock to his body. Bakugo was horrified, did Kirishima only flirt to gain his trust and confront him? maybe he was being delusional and the flirting was fake.

His palms began to sweat as his heart raced, Katsuki didn't know how else to react but to run. He cursed while turning on his heel and sprinting to his room, Kirishima chased after him. "Wait— Bakugo!" He yelled as the man ran into his room and tried to slam and lock the door.

Kirishima shoved his shoulder into the door, pushing back on it as Katsuki tried to shut it. "Fuck- Man I'm sorry for it!". Katsuki yelled, his voice wavered slightly as he struggled to close the door. He knew the man was strong, its why he stayed so far from him and only watched.

"I-I Just watched you that's it!" He winced as Kirishima pushed harder on the door. Why was he even admitting it? Kirishima didn't even ask, didn't even say why he had his phone. "Shit—" Katsuki fell back as Kirishima shoved into the door, it slammed back into the wall as he walked into his room.

The blonde scrambled across the floor as Kirishima grabbed at him. "Bakugo calm down!" He yelled and pushed him to the ground and forced both hands above his head.

Kirishima panted lightly while pressing himself between Bakugo's legs to stop him from kicking him like before. Katsuki continued to thrash around trying to free himself.

Kirishima put both of his wrists in one hand then grabbed Bakugo’s jaw and tilted his head back to face him, he leaned down and pressed his lips to Bakugo's.

Katsuki didn't want to over think this, wether this was him being delusional or this actually happening- he closed his eyes and kissed back. He wanted this so badly all these months of stalking and he somehow got what he wanted.

He had stopped trying to get away, Kirishima continued to hold his hands above his head. The hand on his jaw slowly trailed down his neck and to his hip, he shifted between the blondes legs so he wasn’t grinding on him.

"Agh— fuck." Kirishima moaned into the kiss after Bakugo wrapped his legs around the mans hips and pulled him forwards making him grind against him. Bakugo whined, he didn’t mean to yank him back but damn he needed the pressure.

Kirishima leaned up keeping hold of his hands and holding his hip still with the other. "H-Hold on man." Kirishima uttered. The blonde stared up at him in fear and excitement, he wanted more so badly but if Kirishima wanted him to stop, he'd listen.

"I just… Just want to know why?" He asked. Bakugo stared at him, he loved the man that's why he stalked him. He knew everything about him, Katsuki was just scared to be rejected.

He sighed as Bakugo stayed silent. "Please just answer why you stalked me man." Kirishima pleaded, he needed to know why. Bakugo glanced off to the side unsure how to tell him. They were basically strangers, he couldn’t say he loved him.

"I really wish we could of gotten to know each the right way." Kirishima stated while letting his hip go and grabbing his phone. The blonde glanced at it then tried to pull his arms free. "Wait! Don't call the cops— I'll tell you." he said quickly.

Setting his phone down he sat back letting Bakugo go, The man backed up and sat while covering his crotch. "I.. I sound childish but i started stalking you because of a crush." he uttered and looked down ashamed.

"I get obsessed with things easily and don't realize it till I'm in to deep, it's not an excuse for stalking you. I just couldn't bring myself to confront you like a normal person would." He stated. Katsuki didn’t want to look at the man or what face he was making for his disgusting behavior.

"You like me enough to not push my boundaries unlike how other stalkers would.." Kirishima said making Bakugo tilt his head. "Perving or harming someone is not what i do… I just wanted the feeling to be mutual with you." He sighed and shook his head. Kirishima smiled a bit and moved closer to him. "So you only watched me from afar?" The blonde nodded quickly.

"Never stole anything?" He asked. Bakugo nodded for a second. "actually… i did. You dropped a sweaty gym shirt in the parking lot, i took it home when you left." He was ashamed to admit it, his face got red in embarrassment.

"What did you do with it?" Kirishima questioned softly. Bakugo didn't seem like his ex who stalked him, he didn’t seem like he wanted to hurt Kirishima in the slightest. His face got even redder. "I… smelled it." he admit, he couldn’t look up at the man this was down right humiliating.

"That was months ago." Kirishima uttered, he shifted closer to the man. "Did you jer—" Bakugo cut him off shaking his head quickly."No! fuck- No I felt too guilty" he looked up at him only to gasp lightly at how close Kirishima was. Bakugo leaned back as the man got in his face smiling softly.

"back up—" Bakugo shifted backwards. "And why the hell did you kiss me?" He asked. It was Katsuki’s turn to ask questions. "oh.. uh." Ejirou placed his hands on Bakugo's. "that's manly you respected my privacy— I.. I cant lie that I've grown a small crush on you since the first time seeing you." He said a bit embarrassed. Katsuki stared at him confused, he had too many thoughts running rampant right now.

He pulled his hands from Kirishima. "How- What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked, Katsuki almost sounded like he was disgusted with Kirishima. "I stalked you— stole your shirt. I'm a disgusting freak." He stated and moved back slightly.

"W-Well man, I've had a stalker before and you aren't nearly as bad as them." Kirishima said and inched closer to him. He knew it sounded crazy but when else would he tell the man he had a small crush on him?

Bakugo shook his head. "You have no fucking clue how badly i want you— You can't just say this shit- say you have some crush on me after finding out i stalked you." He pressed his back to the wall, Kirishima had to be playing with him. This was unrealistic or Kirishima was a fucking weirdo like him.

Kirishima stayed silent as he basically cornered Katsuki. "When else would i say it? You avoided me anytime the guys asked for you to come over or go out, I was only able to really spend time with you one on one when playing black ops." He smiled a bit as Katsuki stared at him.

"You never fucking messaged me…" Bakugo uttered quietly, he glared at the man as he laughed lightly. "I was busy, you should know that." The blond huffed and glanced off to the side once more.

They sat on the floor for a few minuets before ether spoke again. Kirishima sighed softly as he started to get up. "Wait-" Katsuki grabbed his wrist stopping him. "You… You won't press charges right" He asked.

Kirishima smiled. "I already said I wont." He stated. The blond nodded and let him go, Kirishima held his hand out to him. Bakugo was hesitant, but reluctantly grabbed the redheads hand and was yanked to his feet.

"Here." Kirishima held out the mans phone. "I only found out it was yours because Kaminari called." He stated and placed it in Bakugo's hand, the blond didn't know what to do. He stared at him dumbly.

"so… what's your answer to this Bakugo?" Kirishima asked softly. The blonde shifted on his feet for a second then dropped his phone and grabbed Kirishima's shirt. He couldn't help it, he wanted this man so badly. Wether it be a kiss or his large gritty hands on him, Katsuki needed him desperately.

The redhead grinned as he grabbed Katsuki's hips and yanked the man against him, Both groaning into each others mouth as they kissed. The blonde's fingers shaky and aggressively grabbed and pulled at his tank top, his nails lightly scratching his tanned skin.

Kirishima held their hips together as he slowly forced the man to back up, each step back made the blonde feel as if he was going to be eaten alive. The sharp nips of Kirishima's teeth made him wince and let out small whines he'd never dare to make with any man.

The taste of Bakugo's blood seeped between their lips as they slid against each other, Katsuki needed more of him. His mouth tasted so godly, like nothing hes had before. Bakugo whined as he was pressed into the wall, He didn't want to stop but Kirishima had pulled back from the kiss.

"Mm Sorry. My teeth are sharp." He uttered. Katsuki leaned his head back against the wall, he loved how it felt he didn't mind. "Bite me." Kirishima stared at him, he didn't need to be told twice of course.

He wrapped his arms around the mans waist and held him tightly while pressing against him. Kirishima leaned down to Bakugo's neck and nipped at it, slowly leaving light marks down the side. Katsuki groaned with each nip, his hips twitching for more friction.

Kirishima bit down on the crook of his neck, Katsuki didn't think he was going to fully bite him like this, but hell did he love it. Bakugo wrapped his arms around the mans neck and dug his nails into his back with a cried moan.

The man groaned and thrusts his hips forwards, Grinding Katsuki against the wall. His knees buckled, Kirishima's grip on his hips was bruising as the man held him in place. That sparking sensation began to dull as Kirishima pulled back from biting him, he licked his lips with a smile.

Katsuki shivered with a quiet whine. Kirishima leaned back to look at the man, the blonde couldn't look at him. He could feel the blood slowly run down the inside of his shirt and down his chest. Kirishima didn't even move his shirt, he just bite right though it like some animal.

There was a short moment of silence as they both softly grinded on one another. Kirishima removed his left hand from the man's hip and slid it under his shirt, the blond's hips stuttered forwards as Kirishima felt up his stomach.

"So you do work out." The man uttered, his fingers ran over the mans abs then up his ribs. Katsuki arched off the wall. "Fuck—" He nodded and squeezed his eyes shut, He was getting close already.

Kirishima smirked and pulled Katsuki's shirt up, he ran his hand up to his chest and groped his chest a few times. "Nice form." Kirishima nearly moaned. Katsuki could feel each small touch of the mans large rough hands, his fingers pressing into his muscles testing them or something.

Katsuki wasn't sure what Kirishima was doing. The redhead felt along each muscle, digging his fingers into them like he was testing them. Ejirou moaned while bucking his hips a few times, making the blonde tremble.

His hand slid back down over Bakugo's ribs. "Could spot you." He uttered and lifted his hand so he could grip Katsuki's bicep muscle. Katsuki shuttered and opened his eyes slightly confused and amused.

"A-Are you talking gym rat shit right now?" He asked breathlessly with a slight grin on his face. Kirishima leaned to the side and kissed against the mans arm. "Mhm." He nodded slightly. Bakugo flexed his bicep as the man kissed it, he could see a sparkle in Kirishima's eyes as he did so.

"Mm can stop if—" Katsuki cut him off. "It's hot." Kirishima glanced at him for a moment, the blonde could feel Kirishima twitch in excitement. "Yeah?" He asked grinning. Bakugo nodded, his breath got caught in his throat at the way Kirishima looked at him like a lion about to rip into its prey.

Katsuki whined at the loss of friction, the redhead stepped back and pulled him from the wall. Kirishima pulled the man to his bed, then pushed him onto it. Katsuki sat up in his elbows only to be pushed back down.

Kirishima knelt over his thighs with a grin, Bakugo somewhat felt scared yet thrilled at what the man would do to him. The man leaned down and began to softly kiss up from his V line, Katsuki shivered and twitched at the light kisses.

"So lean and defined." He muttered against his skin, then licked up and over his abs. The blonde gripped the sheets with a wine, he was so sensitive after months of not touching himself.

Shifting back up, Kirishima knelt off his lap and pushed Katsuki's legs apart then sat between them. "are you—" Kirishima groaned as he leaned over Bakugo and pressed himself against the man. Katsuki whined and wrapped his legs around him keep the friction. "Are you going to keep stalking me?" He questioned with a soft thrust.

Bakugo was unsure, he enjoyed the aspect of watching him. The man let out a shaky breath but didn't answer, he couldn't tell the man he wanted to continue it. Katsuki looked off to the side biting his lip.

Kirishima eyed him for a moment then grabbed his jaw and turned his head. "Bakugo." He stated. Katsuki stared up at him, the grip on his jaw hurt. Kirishima wanted an answer now and by god did the mans face scare Katsuki.

"I-I want to." He said quickly. His grip didn't loosen on his jaw and was starting to slowly sting, Kirishima looked at him with a slight bit of anger in his eyes but there was no fire to back it. The redhead let the man's jaw go, slowly sliding his hand down his throat and squeezing softly.

"Why?" He asked and stopped his hand. "If you can have me, then why continue it?" He questioned. Katsuki felt nervous and thrilled, he hated the mixed emotions. Bakugo swallowed, his atoms apple rubbed on the mans hand as he began to softly squeeze.

Kirishima grinded against him one last time then stopped making Bakugo whine. "I fuckin' like watching you, what else do you want me to say?" He snapped, it was getting harder to breath and swallow by the second.

"Even if I were to go out with you?" The man asked. Katsuki was stunned by his question, He wanted that, wanted the man to be genuinely his. "I-I'll stop." He said with a slight horse voice. Kirishima hummed while slowly grinding against him again.

Bakugo shuttered and moaned softly as the friction returned, though slowly Kirishima's grip on his throat was getting even tighter. The blonde glanced down to the mans arm, his muscles flexing as he choked Katsuki. His veins were far more prominent then before as well, Katsuki wanted to licked them.

Hands slowly wrapped around Kirishima's wrist of the hand on the mans throat, Kirishima began to let go thinking Bakugo wanted him to stop. "No.. please." Katsuki whispered, pulling Kirishima's large rough hand back against his throat.

"So close, please." Tears pricked the corners of the blondes eyes. His voice was soft, quiet and pleading, no where near how he'd been speaking before. Kirishima's grip on his throat tightened immediately, Bakugo whimpered at the quick loss of oxygen.

Kirishima grunted and groaned with each thrust against the man, Katsuki's whines and whimpers were music to Kirishima. "Fuck- Your muscles are so defined— They'd look so pretty covered in my cum." The redhead muttered and ran a hand up Katsuki's chest.

Bakugo could feel his lower half tingle and tighten, he squirmed slightly under Kirishima. Each grind pulled a moan or whimper from his throat, Katsuki closed his eyes as tears fell. The blonde gasped as his thighs trembled, Katsuki's vision became spotty as his body felt like it was lit on fire.

Nails dug into Kirishima's wrist as Katsuki came with a choked whimper. Ejirou groaned and removed his hand from Katsuki's throat letting him suck in a shaky breath. Kirishima shuttered as he continued to grind against the man, He sat up to look down at Katsuki.

The man's thighs shook slightly as he covered his red face, tear drops stained the sheets under his head. Kirishima's eyes trailed down to his sweaty body as he continued to thrust and grind against his clothed crotch.

He could already feel Katsuki's warm cum soak through his boxers and thin shorts. Kirishima gritted his teeth with a moan, he ran a hand down the man stomach then rubbed his thumb up and down on his happy trail.

Katsuki's thighs continued to shake form the over stimulation, each touch and movement felt like he was on the edge of falling off a cliff. It hurt so good he couldn't help but start to cry. Kirishima grunted and leaned back down, he pressed a few kisses to the mans arm then bit down as his grinding stuttered.

Kirishima's lower half tightened and tingled, he closed his eyes with a grunt as he came. He huffed through his nose for a few breaths then pulled back from his arm, he quickly licked the blood.

The redhead let out a sigh as he fell on the man, he pressed a kiss to his neck with a small smile. Katsuki lowered his arms from his face, they lied there for a bit without saying a word. Katsuki finally got Kirishima to himself, He won't stalk the man if that's what he wants.

"Are you alright?" Kirishima asked, he shifted between the man and sat up making sure to avoid rubbing against him. He ran his fingers over the man's throat where he had grabbed, a soft dusty purple was starting to form.

Slowly Bakugo nodded. "I've never been choked while…." Kirishima chuckled nervously, unsure if the blonde meant it in a good way. "You… like it right?" Kirishima asked hesitantly. "Course I did." He snapped with a blush.

Bakugo closed his legs and sighed, his thighs still a bit twitchy from the overstimulation. "We should shower." He said while sitting up. Kirishima nodded. "Stay here." He said and go off the bed, then went into Bakugo's bedroom bathroom.

The man sat there a bit stunned as he heard the shower start. What even just happened? Katsuki basically just lived out his fantasy with the man he'd been stalking for months and he doesn't know how he should feel or act.

"I can use the other shower if you don't want me in with you." Kirishima said as he walked out. Katsuki stared at him, he loved this. "No- you can shower with me." He said and got up, then grimaced.

Kirishima smiled as they made their way to the shower. They stripped and got in, Katsuki like the pervert he denies he is, was so desperately trying not to look down at the mans cock. "Its late, can I stay the night?" Kirishima asked hesitantly as he began to clean himself.

"Yes, please." That sounded more desperate then Katsuki wanted it too. The redhead grinned at the quick answer. "And am i sleeping on the couch—" Katsuki cut him off. "My bed." He stated and began to clean himself as well.

They finished showering without an interruptions and headed back into Katsuki's room to find clothes that would fit Kirishima as their dirty ones were washed. "I doubt that would fit me." Kirishima said as Bakugo held up a pair of boxers to him.

"Well its all i got, go without it then." He shrugged and shoved the boxers back into his dresser. Kirishima shook his head happily while pulling on basketball shorts, Katsuki pulled on red boxers and dark black shorts.

Katsuki sighed and tossed his towel in the hamper then got into bed. Kirishima followed and sat next to him. "We wont… hide our relationship from the group right?" Kirishima asked, the blonde scoffed.

"No. I just…. don't want my uh stalking to get out. To anyone, please." Kirishima nodded happily. "Of course, That can stay between us." He stated. Bakugo smiled a bit, Kirishima shifted and pulled the covers over them as they lied down.

The sun shown through the small openings from Katsuki's black out curtains lighting up parts of the ground near the wall. Katsuki was warm but felt like he was being crushed, he peaked open an eye only to get a face full of Kirishima's chest.

Bakugo tried to turn only to be squeezed tighter and held closer to Kirishima's chest. The redhead turned over him slightly, throwing a leg over Bakugo's lower half completely blocking him in from sliding out of his hold. He sighed in defeat and got comfortable, Bakugo sat there for at least five minuets before he got annoyed.

Katsuki tried to twist and inch out of his hold but failed once more, he huffed and glanced down at the mans chest and stomach. There were a few bruises the shape of a shoe where Katsuki had kicked him at when trying to get away.

He didn't notice it last night but the mans cheek was also a light different color and warmer then the other. Bakugo reached up and placed his hand on Kirishima he had punched, it was definitely a bit warm.

Kirishima hummed softly with a smile at his touch. "Let me go, I'm hungry." Bakugo stated. Ejirou shook his head as he pulled Katsuki under him and lied on top of the man. "Fucker—" Bakugo grumbled as Kirishima got comfortable again.

He didn't mind being smothered by Kirishima, he loved it but Bakugo was also hungry and whens he's hungry he gets pissy. "Do you want me to make you something?" He asked. The larger man grumbled, he hugged Katsuki tighter and shook his head.

Bakugo groaned as the air was squeezed out of him for a second, he huffed and shook his head while stretching his arms out and around the mans back to hug him.

Katsuki had nearly fallen back asleep until his bedroom door was thrown open by his group of delinquents. "You can't even see Bakugo under him." Mina said as she walked in with the others following.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Bakugo scoffed and flipped them off with both hands. "At least Kiri didn't crush him." Jirou remarked. Denki snickered. "Dude, Kiri sleeps till twelve. Your fucked." he said making the others nod and agree.

"Are you four just gonna fuckin' watch his ass crush me or what?" He snapped at them. Sero laughed as he leaned down to look at the man. "Nah, that's all yours man. We're just here to pick of some games and movies." He said grinning.

"Sorry Bakubae, we're heading to hang as Shoto's." Mina stated happily. The blond rolled his eyes and tried to wriggle from Kirishima's tight hold. "We'll come back around five with Izuku." Jirou said as she made her way out of his room.

Sero and Denki followed her out as Mina stayed behind. "Katsuki." Mina said softly, he looked at her confused. "Kiri is a bubbly nice guy. So don't treat him like a random hookup." He stared at her for a moment, then nodded.

"I know…" he said softly. "He's… amazing." Mina laughed lightly. "Are you only saying that cuz he fucked your brains out?" Katsuki flipped her off. "No you ass, we didn't even have sex!" He yelled.

"Fuck out of my house!" He yelled and somewhat pulled himself out form under the larger man. Mina giggled as she ran out of the room, he could hear the others laughing as she talked to them.

Kirishima chuckled as he dragged Katsuki back to his chest. "You—" Bakugo slapped his shoulder. "You were awake the entire time?" He snapped, but he wasn't genuinely angry with the redhead.

"I just don't wanna get up." The man whined and tried to hide his face in Katsuki's neck. He placed a few small kisses then left a couple of hickeys. "Do you want food?" Kirishima nodded but didn't move.

"I can't make something if you're on me." Bakugo complained. Ejirou sighed and rolled off of the man, sighing Katsuki sat up and looked down at the man. He was built, large muscles that felt divine under Bakugo's finger tips.

He tore his eyes from Kirishima and got up, he stretched with a yawn. "Bacon and pancakes?" The redhead asked like a sad puppy. "Don't do that face— fuck." Bakugo looked away from the sad cute face he was making and made his way out of his room.

"Oh shit- He's up." Kaminari said quietly with Sero next to him, both men surrounded by DVDs and video game. "better fuckin' clean up that mess." He said to the two while going into the kitchen to make bacon and pancakes.

Sero nodded. "We will dude." He said then turned to Kaminari, Mina sat on the couch with a few games. "We'll be gone in like five minutes Kats." Mina said and handed Jirou two games, Sero handed her a game and a movie.

"Mhm." The man hummed. He put the bacon in the oven and started mixing the pancake batter. About three minutes later and the four were leaving with ten DVDs and games. "Bye Kats and Kiri!" Sero yelled as they left, the house fell silent once more making Bakugo sigh.

Strong arms wrapped around Bakugo's waist, he smiled and leaned back into the man. "Thank you." Kirishima said and kissed his neck. "You know, we have some stuff to talk about later." Katsuki nodded while flipping a pancake.

"After we eat." He stated, Kirishima smiled against his neck. "Sure." The redhead said and hugged him tightly. Katsuki put the pancake on a plate and turned to face the man, the blonde couldn't help but smile a bit at him.

The man he stalked liked him back, they mutually wanted each other. Kirishima leaned down and kissed him, Katsuki kissed back for a few seconds then pulled back and turned back to the stove. "Now get out or you won't be eating." Katsuki said, he felt Kirishima tighten his grip on him, only to let go with a small upset sigh.

Kirishima sat in the living room for about ten minuets waiting for Katsuki to finish cooking. The blond had made Kirishima's plate and walked in with both of their food, he handed the plate to the man and sat next to him. "Thank you." He said happily.

Katsuki nodded with a small smile, this is what he wanted. Kirishima all to himself, to watch, to smell and to know what he was doing.