Chapter 33

After taking care of something in the south, I went to bed. Just to dream of Deku, Izuku Midoriya, my childhood friend and a damn nerd.

When I woke up, half-annoyed, half-amused, I thought I was having some kind of dream within a dream. The reason? Deku was sitting on my desk, making it seem like I was just continuing my rather strange dream about him.

I had dreamt he inherited some kind of power-up quirk from All Might, went to the UA, saved hundreds of people and became the Number One Hero. Totally fucking weird. Dunno how my brain made THAT up.

Anyways, the first thing I noticed was Dekus… unusual outfit. He was wearing some kind of dark grey leggings, black shorts, his usual army boots and a half-sleeved black shirt. Shorts. Why. That was extremely dangerous for my rationality. It was like he was screaming "Lose your mind NOW" right into my face.

Deku stopped dangling his legs and smiled at me. "Something wrong? You look like you saw a ghost. Or something worse." I flicked my tongue, sat up and stretched. "How the hell did you get into my house again?" He chuckled. "Who said I ever left?" I was suddenly completely awake.

"…So that's why I didn't hear you land." I ran my hand through my hair. Deku just smiled at me. "Well, how are you gonna spend your last day as a minor? Technically, we won't be allowed to fuck for the next three months." I raised my eyebrows. "Either you're changing topics really quick or you're fucking horny."

He just shrugged. "Who knows? You sure don't." A slight growl escaped my throat. "Good fucking morning to you too." "Yeah, I'm having a very good morning, thank you." Okay, Deku was definitely up to something. I had no idea to what, but he was SO about to cause mischief.

I kept a close eye on Deku all day, but all he did was… I don't know… Try to appeal to me or something? Maybe he was just in a good mood. But the fact that he wasn't spiteful or violent made me suspicious. Paranoid even. I couldn't turn my back to him.

"Kacchan?" I jolted at Dekus unusually soft voice. "What's up with you? You're quite easily scared today." I shuddered. "Nothing. I'm just having a bad feeling, that's it." "Aw. Kacchan's uncomfortable in his own territory." Deku covered his moth with the back of his hand while laughing.

I sighed. "Can't really call this my territory anymore when you come and go how you please. Bitch, you fucking watch me sleep!" Deku sat down on the desk in front of me. "Mmm, watch your dirty tongue. Or it won't end at watching." This was more like it.

I came closer to Deku and put my hands on his waist. "Why don't you watch my tongue?" Then I kissed him. Passionately, might I add. If anyone tried to take him away from me, they'd have their hands cut off. By me, not Deku, to clarify that.

Well, in the middle of our nice little makeout-session, my phone had the impertinence to ring. I was tempted to ignore it, but that little shit was fucking loud. I reluctantly broke away from Deku and took the call. "Okay first off, fuck you. Second off, who's there?"

"Oh you little shit- Your damn mother just wanted to know how you've been doing." I grumbled. "I'm fine and fucking busy right now. That it?" "Not so fast, douchebag. I got a couple things to state. Number one, no matter if it'll be your birthday tomorrow, if you have a party and something breaks, I'll still break you. Number two, clean the damn house once in a while. And number three, we love you. Now I'll let you go."

I grumbled. "Thanks for your mercy. Bye then." "Bye." I hung up and turned back to Deku- that is if he had still been there. That little shit had updated his ball size again and vanished. Or so I thought. "Boo." Two scarred hands covered my eyes, and I didn't have to guess long to know who it was.

I removed his hands from my eyes and turned around to him. "And I thought you left me hanging." "Never would I ever." Dekus kiss was surprisingly sweet. I swear to god, that guy must've been on something. Or he was trying to distract me from something. I didn't really care anymore, to be honest.

I just couldn't get enough of Deku. Fuck how cheesy it sounds, he was filling me up with warmth. Although his lips were always cold when we started. But hey, my body temperature was high enough for the both of us.

Deku broke off to catch his breath and I took the chance to examine him from close up. His hair was messed up thanks to my hands, his lips roughened up and he was blushing to his ears. I'd never wanna forget how he looked right then.

It was kinda cute, to be honest.

Mr. Suspiciously Sweet exhaled heavily, licked his lips and backed off. "I have a few things to do, so I'll leave you and your paranoia alone now. See you." He turned around with a cheeky grin, opened the window and climbed the window seat- basically shoving his ass into my sight. With those fucking shorts.

That damn tease of a sociopath was gonna be the end of me in every way.