Deku's POV

Unknown number: Hey princess ;)

Broccoli: i'm sorry who is this?

Unknown number: It's Bakugo

Broccoli: who?

Bakugo: You know, Katsuki Bakugo. From the bar last night

Broccoli: oh right. the bar...

Katsuki Bakugo: So- any chance of us meeting up again tonight?

Broccoli: look bakugo, i'm sure you're a great guy but- i think you might have the wrong number

Katsuki Bakugo: I know I typed it in correctly

Broccoli: then i hate to break it to you but- whoever they were, they gave you a fake number

Katsuki Bakugo: Wrong number? That's what I get for trusting a shitty extra

Broccoli: however, if the offer still stands- i'm free tonight

Katsuki Bakugo: Who am I kidding, I don't have anything to do. What's your name then?

Broccoli: oh it's Midoriya. Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugo: Interesting. I'd never meet a stranger in private. How does the park by Pukers sound?

Broccoli: sounds like a plan. seven okay for you?

Katsuki Bakugo: Seven's great actually. I'll see you there

Time skip brought to you by yours truly

I stared at my reflection in the mirror again before checking the time. Still only 7:20. I glared at the freckles that covered my nose before sighing. 

"If he thinks I'm a girl I ought to look like one," I muttered. "But if he knows a boy, wouldn't he be weirded out by a girly appearance? Am I overthinking this? Should I go for an androgynous look?" I ran my fingers through my hair before settling on a pair of jeans and some t-shirt with an old cartoon on it.

I pulled on my shoes and grabbed my keys before laughing quietly at myself and putting them back down. The park was walking distance, so I placed the keys carefully back in their dish on the counter.

I checked to make sure all the lights were off before making my way out of my building and down the street. The walk was quiet, my main company being the Mindless Self Indulgence coming through my headphones. My friend Ochako always said I didn't look like the kind of person to listen to their music, but since I didn't know what she meant, I kept listening to them.

The park started to come into view as I checked the time again. Seven o'clock on the dot. I sat down at one of the tables and opened my messages.

Broccoli: sitting at the bench under the weeping willow

Another time skip because blasty boi has decided to be half an hour late (brought to you by Deku scrolling through his phone)

"Oi, how long have you been sitting there for?" I heard someone ask. I looked up and stared at the tall blond in front of me.

"Bakugo?" I asked.

"Obviously," he rolled his eyes.

"You're taller than I expected," I squinted at him.

"Tch, Deku. You're less girl than I expected," he crossed his arms.

"I'm not a girl," I smiled.

"You're not exactly the most masculine," he scrunched up his nose.

"Am I supposed to be a masculine boy?" I asked.

"I guess not. I was really hoping for a girl though. Kind of a one-night-stand type guy," he smiled.

"I mean- I can still suffice in that area," I muttered.

"You bottom?"

"Don't say that so loud. But- I don't really have anything better to do," I shrugged.

"Want to come home with me then?"

"I guess so?"

Time skip brought to you by a very awkward car ride

"Here," Katsuki said, handing me a shot glass full of cinnamon colored liquid.

"What's that?" I asked, holding it away from my face.

"It's whiskey. What you think I'd screw a dude sober?" he laughed.

"That's quite a sentence," I muttered.

"What did you just say, Deku?" he grabbed my shirt collar, pushing me against the back of the couch.

"I just- your wording was a little strange," I smiled.

Yeah this is a warning for language and like- some cringe almost smut stuff

"I should fuck that smile right off of your face," he chuckled.

"H-hey-" I stared up at him, looming over me with one of his knees pressed against the couch cushion next to me.

"What? Embarrassed by some guy you met by accident being seductive?" he smiled. "Come with me." He stood up and walked towards his room.

"I-"

"You coming?" he smiled, leaning against his bedroom door. I looked around for a minute before following him into his room.

He closed the door and walked over to his bed, sitting down. "Come here, awkward little Deku." I walked over and sucked in a breath as he grabbed me by the waist. He pulled me down onto his lap, my knees on either side of him as he smiled at me.

"Is this a good idea?" I asked. He put his hand on my cheek and stared into my eyes.

"This is a great idea," he smiled. Whoever the cocky bastard I met at the park was, he was gone now, replaced by this kind and caring person. "Oi, don't get the wrong idea-" I spoke too soon. "This is just tonight."

"Yeah," I nodded. He pressed his lips against mine, letting me push him down onto the bed.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked as he pulled away from the kiss. "There's no way I'm letting you stay on top of me. Makes me feel small." He flipped up, looming over me as my breathing picked up.

"Katsuki-" I stared up at him.

"No. No, I- I can't do this," he stared back down at me with soft eyes. "I can't do this to you. I can't just-" he moved off of me and sat down next to me. "I can't just use you as a one-night-stand and then never talk to you again, that would- that would hurt me."

"What do you mean?" I asked, sitting up next to him.

"I mean I- I respect you. More than anyone I've ever thought to fuck and leave. I don't know what it is- maybe it's the innocent look in your eyes, or your voice, or just the way you followed my lead. I care about you too much to do this to you," he said.

"Hey, it's okay. You don't have to explain to me. I'm not that important," I smiled.

"No but see- that's why I can't do this. I think you are important. You're different from the people I usually sleep with. They take the lead, they're mean, they talk a lot, but you-" he looked at me. "You're innocent, and soft. Like someone I want to go out on a few dates with, not someone I want to spend a single night with."

"Then can this count as the first? Date, I mean," I looked over at him.

"Yeah. Yeah I guess it can. It just feels like-"

"Like we're meant to be more," I smiled.

"Exactly. This is so weird," he laughed.

"I think it's cool," I laughed. He leaned against me, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I think you're cool," he looked up at me.

"Thanks, Kacchan," I kissed him.

"You're welcome, Deku," he grinned.

Yeah I changed my mind from smut to fluff at the last minute. That's just how I was feeling when writing it. My friends OC is blond and I have a crush on him so when I see other spikey blond characters, it reminds me of him and it makes me feel all soft and fluffy and I can't like- write smut in that mindset so yeah. Also yes my best friend is straight so I have a crush on a straight guy which is- always fun. Okay byeee