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Deku's Point of View

It was finally Friday night. I spent the whole week worrying about what to wear, to say, and how to impress Kacchan.

I eventually decided on a baby blue dress shirt, black skinny jeans, and black dress shoes.

By the time I got to High Heels, it was crowded. There was a line that lasted two blocks to get inside. As soon as I was spotted I was swarmed by an entourage before anyone could recognize me.

Led into the back by the entourage I saw Kacchan, Kaminari, Kirishima, and Sero all sitting around, playing cards, and drinking whiskey.

When I got close enough the entourage left me alone. I walked in nonchalantly and that's when they noticed me.

"Midoriyia, how are you?" Kirishima asked as he quickly got up and gave me a bear hug.

"I'm great actually." I chuckled and gasped once I was released from his tight grasp.

"Great man, heard you got a degree?" I heard Sero say as I took an empty seat next to Kirishima and Kacchan.

"Yeah, I did, in psychology." I smiled then ordered myself a drink.

"But don't you need at least to be in college for four years to get a degree? How did you get one in a couple of months?" Kaminari asked as he finished the last of his whiskey.

"Yeah. But when you have determination like mine, and you were once the Symbol of Peace, it's pretty easy." I explained as I rubbed my neck in embarrassment.

"I see, but that's a great accomplishment man!" Kaminari beamed as he shook my hand in congratulations.

"Thanks, guys." I returned the smile as my rum and coke arrived.

"Man, enough talking about work! Let's party!" Kirishima cheered, now leading us to the dancefloor with everyone else in the club.

Kirishima pulled Kaminari onto the dancefloor as Sero began to dance with a stranger.

"So, they look good," I spoke standing awkwardly next to Kacchan.

"Yeah. They were excited to see you tonight." Kacchan admitted with a playful eye roll as he looked into my eyes.

"Yeah. Hey, you didn't tell me this place was so exclusive." I said nudging his foot a bit.

"Oh? Well, all the clubs we went to were exclusive." Kacchan nonchalantly answered as he took a sip out of a drink that came from nowhere.

"Yeah but, not celebrity access, news reporters outside exclusive," I said while being handed another rum and coke from the bartender behind us.

"Oh excuse me! I didn't order this." I said a bit flustered from not wanting to get drunk tonight in front of reporters outside.

"Yeah, but the gentleman over there did." The bartender explained as he pointed out a familiar face to Kacchan and me.

"Oh my God! Kacchan is that... Shimomura Kiyomi?" I asked in shock.

"It is? What is he doing here?" Kacchan asked as he observed Kiyomi.

I've been a small fan of this celebrity Shimomura Kiyomi for two years. He was in numerous movies and was in a documentary about All Might. He surprisingly knew a lot about the history of heroes and a well-known fanboy just like me.

Then Kiyomi raised his glass of gin tonic as if to say cheers with me. I raised my glass as well and he waved at me.

Was Kiyomi flirting with me? I mean I may be totally in love with Kacchan but I need to get over him. Wow. This is so much to process and so little time to do it.

"Hey let's dance." Kacchan eventually said, grabbing my attention.

"Oh o-okay," I said with a blush rising on my cheeks, hopefully, it wasn't noticeable with this dark atmosphere.

Then Kacchan pulled me on the busy dancefloor as Don't Stop The Music by Rihanna played. I just danced freely with a cocktail of other singles, not having a care.

Then after an hour or so doing this, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I quickly turned around to feel someone's breath on my neck.

"Hi, you must be Izuku Midoriyia, yes?" Kiyomi asked as he pulled me close to him.

"I am. You're Shimomura Kiyomi." I asked attempting to sound calm and collected while being this close to a stranger.

Holy shit! Shimomura Kiyomi was basically holding me, inches from my face, and his warm breath was on my neck! I was having trouble breathing, but I was so turned on.

"So, Izuku tell me. What is such a handsome, and very talented man such as yourself doing, dancing alone at a very exclusive club?" Kiyomi asked as he slid his finger down my chest, causing me to take a breath in, out of pleasure.

Kacchan's Point of View

When I turned away from dancing near my friends, I saw something very unexpected. I saw Deku dancing with that fucker who bought him a drink earlier. Then I got really unsettled when he starting to pull Deku closer to him.

Oh my God! Why the fuck is he touching him like that? I used to touch Deku like that sometimes. To tease him not to moan in public. But seeing someone else do this with him made me feel a pain in my chest. So powerful it made me angry and sick all at the same time. Was I jealous?

I told myself I was over him. I could handle this. He moved on and so did I. But now seeing Deku with someone else made me feel so upset. I felt dizzy and before I knew it I started walking over to the bar to get another drink.

Once I downed my shot of vodka, I saw something that made me even more unsettled. A cry for help. I could see Deku was now very uncomfortable, and it looked like he wanted to run away.

Was that pervert being too forward? Whatever it was inside me, my feet moved before I could react. I could feel myself getting protective over Deku. I was jealous. But that wasn't important right now.

"Hey Deku, what's up?" I asked now butting in on their conversation. I saw the spoiled celebrity was annoyed I was there.

"Hey Kacchan, It's getting late can we go?" When Deku said this, I immediately became upset but kept my cool. It was a signal we made when we were still together. It meant let's still have fun, but back at our private area.

"You're leaving so soon darling?" The cycling pervert asked, grabbing Deku's hand.

"Sure babe," I said cooly wrapping an arm around Deku's waist to show this prick to back off.

"Oh, I had no idea! I'm very sorry!" The sorry excuse of a celebrity said with a large blush, quickly leaving us alone.

"Hey, let's get back to our private are," I said with my arm still around Deku.

"Thank you so much Kacchan!" Deku said with his gorgeous, glowing, green orbs.

"What made you want to leave anyway?" I asked curiously.

"He was nice, but too fast, he grabbed my butt, and said let's go back to my place," Deku spoke with an uncomfortable face, making me furious at the prick.

Shimomura Kiyomi, you better watch out for Katsuki Bakugou. No one touches my Deku.

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Thank you all so much for reading! You have no idea how much it means to me. Honestly, this fandom is so much fun, and I can feel myself falling harder every time I read fanfic about this ship. Have a great day and remember to love yourself!