The Roommates

by MessyBeach

Summary:

"Both... Of you?" You tilt your head to the side slightly, glancing between Kirishima and Bakugo as they stood in front of you.

Kirishima nodded a little. "Of course. We wouldn't just want one of us to have you." He grinned, his sunny demeanor almost making you feel completely at ease.... but after everything that happened... Why you?

"Oi, you're thinkin too much." Bakugo barked, stepping towards you. "We laid it all out to ya. All you gotta say is yes or no." He unfolded his arms, waiting for your response.

Both... Of them? Wanted... You?

Chapter 1

"I promise, they're good guys! And they're heroes Y/N! Who wouldn't want to live with a couple of heroes? You'd be like, the safest woman in the whole city!" Mina laughs warmly as she sipped on her drink. 

You sigh a little, plopping your chin in your hand. She had a point. And you needed a place to go. Your landlord was selling the house. But there was one... Big issue. "Neito would be so mad, though." You mumble, looking down into your lukewarm drink. 

Mina huffed. "He shouldn't be! You'll be safe with trustworthy guys. He should be happy. Unless you're thinking about moving in with him." You shook your head quickly. You hadn't been dating long enough for that. Even though he'd been kind enough to offer. 

"No. I don't think that's a good idea. We've only been together like... 6 months. No way I'm moving in that soon." You take another swig of your drink. 

She nodded at you. "Thought so. Why don't you at least meet them? I feel really bad for stealing Sero away when they just signed the lease." She pouted at you, knowing exactly how to make you crack.

You quickly agreed. "Fine, fine. I'll meet them!" You huff into your glass, chuckling as Mina cheered loudly.

 

"Morning." You yawn loudly, shuffling towards the kitchen. 

Kirishima greeted you first, like he did every morning for the past month. "Morning Y/N!" He grinned brightly, sitting at the counter. 

You scratch at your side, shuffling to the coffee pot. "You look like shit." Bakugo pointed out and you resist the urge to roll your eyes. He always said that when you stayed up late. 

They were good roommates, though, and you kept meaning to thank Mina for introducing you all. Bakugo was a neat freak which was perfect considering you also preferred a clean home. Kirishima was a bit messier, but was quick to clean up his mess if he saw either you or the blonde man eyeing his messes. Kiri was also banned from the kitchen. He was allowed to make coffee and use the microwave. That was all. Once Bakugo had confirmed that you knew your way around the kitchen, he didn't hover as much when you cooked. All-in-all you coexisted pretty well. 

Even if your boyfriend complained every time you saw him about who you were living with. 

Shaking the thoughts away, you peek over Bakugo's shoulder, trying to decide if he had "accidentally" made too much breakfast for you and Kirishima again. "Sit down, shitty woman." He growled and you quickly backed away, sitting beside the red-head at the table. You'd learned quickly that Bakugo didn't mean anything by his offensive nicknames. Just a lovely personality trait. 

"You look tired." Kirishima pointed out gently. 

You finally turn your attention to him, nodding. "Yeah, I got really into my writing session and didn't realize how late it was." Quickly, you press the back of your hand against your mouth before letting out a huge yawn. "Probably going to get a nap in before I start working again." You admit. 

Being an author had its perks. You made your own schedule for the most part. Even though your editor was up your ass about your deadline. But you'd make it. You always did. Even if you stayed up three nights in a row... Though you really didn't want to do that again. You were pretty sure you started seeing shit last time. "You need a better sleep schedule." Bakugo barked, sliding a plate towards you and then Kiri. 

"Probably." You admit, looking over your breakfast. "Smells good, thanks Bakugo." He had a point, though. You'd probably feel better if you got a better handle on your rest. 

A buzzing snapped your attention away from your roommates. 

Monoma
7:56am
Good morning love! I hope you're ready to be swept off your feet tonight!

Ah, fuck.

"Everything alright?" Kirishima asked and you looked up at him. You also apparently needed to get a handle on your facial expressions. 

Shrugging, you type out a reply to the man. "Neito. It's too early to deal with other people." You yawn again before shoving more food in your mouth. 

Bakugo snorted on the other side of the table. "The fuck are we?" He asked. 

"Oh, it's too early to deal with you, too Bakugo. Kiri's one of the few people I can deal with this early." You grumble, scanning over your message to make sure it didn't sound to snippy before sending it. 

7:59am
As ready as I can be this early in the morning!

Kirishima chuckled at your side. "Thanks, Y/N!" You look up at him, returning his sunny smile with a sleepy one. 

"Yeah, thanks." You look over to the blonde who was rolling his eyes.

You chuckle, nudging his foot under the table. "I'm only teasing! You guys are great. Neito is just... A lot." You pinched the bridge of your nose. The man was a handful. Everything was like a performance. It was never just a date. It was like he called paparazzi and let them know exactly where you two would be going and he would pull theatrics to "sweep you off your feet" only to leave you flopping around in his bed, unsatisfied and trying to fall asleep while he snored loudly beside you. 

Sure, he had his moments.... But they were just... Moments. Fleeting seconds that never really meant anything. 

It didn't start out like that. He'd been really nice at first. You glance over your plate for a second, sighing. "Thanks for breakfast, Bakugo. And for the coffee, Kiri." You smile up at your roommates softly. "I keep meaning to thank Mina for introducing us. You guys are a lot nicer than my last roommate." 

Kirishima made a face for a second. "Didn't you live by yourself?" He asked, wondering if he remembered wrong.

"Yeah. And I'm a bitch, so." You shrug, grinning as Bakugo barked out a laugh. 

 

---

 

You couldn't help but purse your lips as Monoma opened your car door. Cameras were already going off. And you were way too fucking tired for this. You hadn't managed to get a nap. Your editor had blown up your phone all day. Grumpy. You were grumpy. "Neito... Maybe we could go somewhere else?" You ask, not budging from your seat. His eyebrow visibly twitched. 

"Darling, we have a reservation." He explained, once more offering his hand to you. 

But you didn't move. You were not in the mood to deal with cameras and Nieto's.... Bullshit. "I don't want to deal with the cameras. Please?" You stare up at him, silently begging him to get in the car. There was a time you would have just snapped at him to get his ass back in the car, but somewhere along the way, you'd just gotten so tired. Yelling, or snapping, or even the slightest inflection in your voice led to a huge argument. 

He stared at you for a second before noticing a camera closer to him than usual. So of course, he put on that shit-eating grin. "Of course, my love!" He beamed down at you, but the look on his face let you know that an argument was going to happen the moment you were away from the cameras. He closed the passenger door, addressing the paparazzi while you just leaned back in your seat. 

You'd even gone out of your way to get dressed up and now your night was going to end with you crying and him dropping you off at home. You knew that. You knew that. So why did you keep doing this to yourself? Eyes on the roof of the car, you didn't even look at Nieto as he slid into the driver's seat. 

And he remained silent until he'd driven far enough away from the cameras. "I planned this whole night for you, you know?" He grumbled, glaring at you from the corner of his eye. You kept your eyes on the roof of the car. "I should be able to take my girlfriend to a nice restaurant. But you just had to ruin it, didn't you?" There was no point trying to defend yourself. You knew that. It was every time. 

But you still tried. "I'm sorry, Nieto. I'm just really tired. I was up all night and-"

"Whose fault is that? Is it my fault?" He asked and you snapped your lips shut. "You knew we had a date tonight and you just didn't care, did you?" No, you weren't going to cry this time. Tears just made him angrier. "So you stayed up all night, not caring that your boyfriend had plans to take you to a nice dinner. That's messed up, Y/N." He sighed, shaking his head a bit. 

A small part of your brain told you that he shouldn't be this upset, but fuck... Maybe he was right... You knew he was planning on taking you on a date. You should have tried harder to get some rest. Be ready for... Everything. 

You jumped as he slammed his hands into the steering wheel. "You won't even look at me. Do you realize how much you've hurt me?" Sniffling, you finally force your head towards him. He was pissed. "Oh, now you look at me. When I say something about it... Do you even care about me? I do so much for you and it feels like it's all just... Ignored or brushed aside. Like no matter what I do, it's never good enough." He sounded like he might cry, but you didn't know. Sometimes he sounded like that but there was never any actual tears. 

Something inside you sparked up, though. Because this wasn't you. You didn't just sit there and let some man yell at you when all you did was ask to go somewhere that wasn't swarming with cameras. "I didn't do anything. I'm just tired. I work really hard. I was up all night working on my novel. I just wanted a nice night with me and you, no cameras, is that too much to ask for?" You ask, the confidence waning when you noticed his scowl deepening. 

"I'm a hero, darling. Cameras follow me everywhere I go. You knew this when we started dating but you always act like it's such an inconvenience. Imagine how I feel. They're in every part of my life. So now I can't even take my gorgeous girlfriend on a date because... What? She's too tired to deal with me?" You almost roll your eyes but catch yourself. That would just cause more problems. 

You take a deep breath, but the anger and irritation was bubbling up. "I live with two of the top heroes in the nation. Paps don't swarm them like they do us when we're out." You point out, looking out the window as you neared the apartment complex. 

Neito slammed on the breaks, lurching you forward. "Everyone knows that it's just a matter of time before I surpass those nobodies. That's why the cameras swarm me and not them." The venom in his voice finally forces the tears to slip from your eyes. You fucked up. You pressed too much. "And how dare you. You know how fucking hard I work. They have big, flashy quirks so I have to work ten times as hard as they do. And you know that. Or do you? I don't really think you do. You're quirkless. Useless in this age. But I still thought you were actually worth something. Don't fucking forget that. If it wasn't for me, you'd have no one." His voice is low but you refuse to look at him. His words sting a bit, sure, but mostly you're just numb.

How many times would he remind you of your status? How many times would he dig the knife in just a little deeper?

"I want to go home." You warble out, cursing yourself for how weak you sounded. 

This wasn't the woman your mother raised. But here you were. How you had let this happen, you weren't sure, and you were.... So ashamed. How could you explain to anyone that you, the person who was always giving advice, the one who was always taking care of everyone else, needed help. It was a vicious cycle and you didn't know how to get out. He'd apologize in the morning. Go back to being sweet and loving.... And it would always dissolve back into this. 

You don't even look back at his car as you made you way into the complex. There was no point. He'd text you on his time. It was always his time. 

Even as you stumble into the silent apartment, you recognized how fucked up it was. But what could you do? He was right. If it wasn't for him, you'd have no one. And being alone was more terrifying than dealing with him. You let yourself cry, changing into a comfy set of pajamas before setting yourself up on the couch. A stupid comedy movie blaring on the TV to drown out the unbearable silence and your yarn and crochet hooks in your lap. 

Writing was out of the question. Writing while under emotional duress never ended well. So you'd crochet. 

Your mother had taught you the basics as a child and it was the one thing that really... Calmed you. Even if you just sat in crocheted in circles. The motions were familiar and calming. Currently, you were working on a little Dynamight plushie. It had taken a while to figure out the pattern on your own, but you thought you had a good handle on it. After you finished him, you already had plans for a Red Riot one.

Though you knew that would just piss Neito off even more if he found out.

 

"Welcome home." You mumble, hearing the front door open. 

The footsteps paused in the doorway for a moment before Kirishima was leaning over the couch. "Hey Y/N, thought you had a dat.... Are you okay?" His demeanor quickly changed when he noticed your face. 

You took a moment to curse yourself for getting so upset before nodding. "I'm fine." You promise, eyes on the little Dynamight head you were finishing. Though, with all the body parts still unattached, it wasn't obvious what you were making yet. 

But, the man you were currently making a doll of rounded the couch, staring down at you. "Bullshit." He snapped. "That piece of shit make you cry?" He asked, his voice louder than usual. His ears were probably still ringing from his quirk. 

Setting down your work, you used your hands to sign to him. Luckily, you'd known sign language before even moving in. It had been a hyperfixation when you were younger and had simply stuck with you. "I'm okay. We got in a fight but he'll probably just apologize in the morning." You both say and sign before picking the little yarn head back up. 

Kirishima shook his head, though, carefully sitting on the arm of the couch behind your head. "It looks like you were really upset, Y/N.... Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" He asked. And you knew he was also signing. He always let Bakugo in on the conversation, no matter what it was about. 

Part of you thought maybe... Maybe those two had something going on between them, but you had no solid proof. And currently, you were too preoccupied with your own shit show of a love life to pay it much mind. "Want us to kill him?" Bakugo yelled, hands planted firmly on his hips as he looked down at you.

Once more, you put your yarn down to communicate. "Please don't. It was just a dumb argument. I'm a sensitive bitch." You let out a small sigh, hoping your roommates would drop it. And though Bakugo seemed like he wanted to press more, you could feel Kirishima shifting behind you, probably signing at the other man. 

You felt a soft hand ruffling through your hair as you continued focusing on the little doll. "Okay. Let us know if you need anything, alright?" You nod a little, smiling just a bit. 

They went off to their rooms, leaving you to your shitty movie. 

It felt nice that they cared enough to feel defensive over you, though. They were good friends. You really needed to thank Mina for introducing you all. 

Chapter 2

Mina frowned, a look of disgust on her face as you explained your latest fight with Nieto. He'd sent you flowers the next day, apologized profusely, and promised to make it up to you. Maybe he actually would. "No, you should dump him." Mina shook her head before taking another sip of her drink. 

She was probably right. "Oh, hey. I keep forgetting to tell you, thanks so much for convincing me to move in with your friends. They're literally so great." You quickly change the subject. 

"I'm glad! I know Kiri and Bakugo really like having you around too!" You grin, glad that your roommates liked you as well. "It worked out so well, almost like fate." She teased, giggling as you rolled your eyes. "But back to your shitty boyfriend." Huffing, you finish your drink before motioning to the bartender for another. 

After another couple of hours of pounding drinks and Mina forcing you to dance, you were drunk. "I'm just sayin," Mina grumbled out, leaning her head on your shoulder as you both waited for Sero to pick you up. "Like there are so many cute guys-" She hiccupped. "Like cute guys that are nice! And I already set you up with two great roommates! I can be matchmaker too, babes!" She gestured to herself as you fought to keep your eyes open. 

"I don' know about that." You slur out. But the alcohol was giving you a lot of confidence. "But you're right. Neito's such a dick? Like... I'm a catch. And he treats me like I'm the lucky one to be dating him? Nah, sir. You're lucky I even looked at you!" Nodding at your words, Mina checked her phone. 

She carefully stood up, helping you up as well. "Damn right! You're-You're so pretty and nice and smart and you should just dump him." Mina waved wildly as you both made it outside, Sero standing beside his car. "Hey baby!" She cheered happily, sloppily running towards him, giggling as he caught her right before she face-planted. 

"Careful." He chuckled, leaning down to peck her forehead before helping her into the car. 

You smile a little watching them before slowly hauling yourself towards the backseat, thanking Sero as he opened the door for you once Mina was settled. They were so happy. And you were happy for your friend... Even if a little part of you was jealous. You remembered talking to Mina when they first started dating and she would gush about him giving her butterflies in her stomach and how she would catch herself doing silly stuff like humming throughout the day because she was just so happy.

Was that how it was supposed to be?

Sure, you'd been in relationships before, but nothing serious until now. And god knows Neito didn't make you feel like Mina always felt. You glance up at the couple, Mina resting her head on Sero's shoulder, drunkenly asking about getting food. And Sero just chuckled and nodded. "You hungry Y/N?" He asked over his shoulder and you shook your head a little. You just wanted to get home. The fun drunk was feeling a lot more like sleepy drunk now that you were in the car. At least you weren't puking. 

You were going to break up with Neito. That's what you had decided as Sero helped you out of the car, promising Mina he'd be right back after he got you to the apartment. "Isn't he the sweetest?" Mina cooed out the window as the taller man hooked an arm over your shoulders to keep you steady. 

It wasn't long before Sero was helping you through your living room door, greeting Kirishima as he stepped inside. "Hey Kiri!" You cheer happily at the red head.

He chuckled a little, setting down the bag of chips he was about to open. "Hey Y/N, hey Sero." He took a step towards you as Sero pulled his arm off your shoulders.

You wobbled slightly but managed to keep your balance. "Thanks for the ride Sero!" You wave him out the door. "Go feed your girlfriend before she gets angry!" You giggle as he offers a wave before quickly making his exit. He'd gotten you to the apartment safely and now he really did need to go feed Mina. 

"Have fun?" Kirishima asked, gently placing a hand on your back to lead you further inside. "You hungry?" He asked and you nodded fiercely. Sure, you hadn't been hungry 5 minutes ago when Sero asked, but now you were starving. "Bakugo put a plate in the fridge for you. Sit down and I'll heat it up, okay? I'm also going to get you some water." The large man helped you sit at the table before going back to the kitchen.

Your eyes flickered around the house for a second. Bakugo was home, his shoes were by the door, but he was more than likely already asleep. He was a morning person and always turned in pretty early.... But it was pretty late. Usually Kiri would be asleep by now, too. "Why're you awake?" You ask, the slur still heavily present in your voice as Kirishima sat a glass of water in front of you. "I don' want that." You pout, the alcohol and excessive tiredness making you more fussy. 

He laughed, though, pushing the water towards you. "I know you don't, but you need to drink it, Y/N. Please?" His smile was warm as you glared at the glass. "I don't want you to wake up with a hangover." He pressed, looking up as the microwave beeped. It felt like all you did was blink and he was already back with your plate, sitting down beside you. Maybe you'd fallen asleep there for a second. 

Fuck, you'd drank a little too much. You were going to regret this in the morning. "Maybe water's a good idea." You mumble, taking a small drink from the glass before noticing Kirishima still... There. "You okay, Kiri?" You ask, going to gently put your hand on his arm as a sign of comfort but accidentally slapping his shoulder. Luckily the man was built like a fucking barn so he didn't even flinch. "Sorry," you giggle out, motioning to yourself, "Drunk." You explain... Though maybe he's already figured that out.

He laughed softly. "I know." The grin never left his face as he nodding to the plate, telling you to eat. "You need to eat. Probably won't sober you up, but it should help."

"Oh! Food." Your attention shifts back to the plate easily. "Why're you still up?" You ask again, humming as you start eating. Bakugo was a damn good cook. 

Krirshima's smile turned sheepish as he watched you. "I figured you'd be home soon and I wanted to make sure you got in safe." He admitted.

That's so fucking sweet.

You nod a little, smiling. "Appreciate it." 

Once you finished eating, you tried to take your plate and glass to the sink, but Kirishima was quick to gently grab your elbow and lead you towards your room. "I'll take care of it. Let's get you tucked in, okay?" Sleep did sound pretty good. 

"Wait, my phone." You grumble, snatching your bag off the couch and digging through it. Your face screwed up into a grimace when you noticed all of the notifications. Calls. Messages. Fuck. No, you know what? Fuck him! Imma dump his ass anyway. "Okay, bed now." You nod, shuffling back to Kiri, grabbing his arm to keep yourself upright. 

He just chuckled, allowing you to cling to him as you both made your way to your room. It was almost as though your bed was calling to you. Kirishima stayed close as you gathered pajamas, waiting until you were sitting on your bed, ready to change before stepping towards the door. "G'night Y/N! Let me know if you need anything, okay?" You give him a thumbs up.

You glance to his back as he pushed your door open a bit more to exit. "Hey, thanks." You call out, smiling as he turned to look back at you. It felt kind of nice having someone take care of you while you were drunk. "For all that." You finish, not having the mental capacity to explain why you were thanking him. 

But he nodded, offering you another one of his giant grins. "No problem, Sunshine." He waves over his shoulder as he pulled your door closed. 

Smiling, you shimmy out of your clothes and into your pajamas. Hopefully you didn't wake up with a massive hangover. 

 

---

 

"Come on in, love!" Neito motioned you inside as you chewed the inside of your cheek. "I hope you're hungry." He hurried back to his kitchen. 

You were not. In fact, it felt like your stomach was actually eating itself because you knew the conversation that was about to happen. "Hey, Neito?" You take a deep breath, not even bothering to set your purse down. He motioned you into the kitchen with him as he continued cooking. 

He's.... Cooking for me? I figured he'd ordered something. Wow.

The blonde smiled at you softly. "I'm not much of a cook, but I'm doing my best." He laughed softly and you could almost feel your resolve slipping. You needed to do it now.

"I think we should break up." You blurt out, cursing yourself. There had a been a whole explanation you had planned to give... But your mouth spoke before you could fully formulate a thought. 

Neito froze what he was doing, and for a moment, he didn't even move. It even looked like he stopped breathing for a second until he whirled on you. "What?" His voice shook and it felt like you were getting kicked in the chest. Not because you thought you were in love with him or anything. You just fucking hated hurting people. Probably one of your worst traits was being a people-pleaser to your own detriment. You took a deep breath, ready to explain yourself, but he continued. "I-I know I've been really hard to be with lately and I'm so sorry, Y/N." Tears were already forming at the corners of his eyes. "I've been an awful boyfriend, and I don't blame you for wanting to leave. God, I've been a dick." You watched his shoulders heave as he moved to stand in front of you, gently grabbing your hands. "I know it's so selfish to ask, but please please don't leave." The tears finally fell and it felt like the kick in your chest had turned into someone hitting it with a steel fucking pipe.

You stared down at his hands wrapped around yours. "Neito-" You stopped as he literally dropped to his knees, pressing his forehead against your stomach. 

"I love you so much, Y/N, I can't lose you!" He sobbed into your stomach. "I promise, I'll do so much better. I'll be the man you deserve. Anything you want, I'll do it." He promised. 

How could you say no to a man that was literally begging on his knees for you? After all, he wasn't a bad guy. He was probably just stressed with work. And now he knew that how he'd been acting wasn't okay. 

Slowly, you run a hand through his hair. "Okay." You mumble. But once the word left your mouth, it was like a pit opened up in your stomach. Something in the back of your brain was telling you that this wasn't okay. But you push it back. "But I'm really tired of being swarmed when we go out. Not everything has to be for the cameras. I just.... I just want it to be us, you know?" He nodded against your stomach, his shoulders stilling pretty quickly once you'd agreed to stay with him. "And when you get mad at me, maybe can you try not to bring up that I'm quirkless? I've never cared much about it, but the way you say it makes me feel really small and I don't like that." You run your fingers through his hair again softly to soothe him. 

Another nod. "I promise, I'll do so much better." He whispered. 

"Don't promise, Nieto. Just do it, okay?" You smile down at him when he finally looks up at you. It would get better! 

It had to get better. How could someone that distraught over the thought of losing you not do better for you? He slowly pulled himself off the floor, kissing you firmly. "I love you." He mumbled against your lips, brushing a thumb across your cheek. You hum softly, but can't even force the words out. Luckily, he doesn't seem to mind, easily going back to the stove as though nothing had just happened. "Go sit down. I'm almost done." Nodding, you make your way back to the living room, pulling your phone out of your purse to text Mina. 

 

6:46pm
I couldn't do it.

Notes:

I was not ready for how many people interacted with this story in like two days!
Hi everybody! I hope you guys are enjoying <3
Thanks all for your comments and kudos! They mean so much to me! I hope this chapter didn't disappoint!!

Chapter 3

Notes:

Monoma is a real asshole in this chapter. Gaslighting and abuse. So please if you're triggered by things like that read with caution.
It's really cathartic to write about stuff like this in a way. It's kinda helping me deal with my own past shit and I'm so sorry if it triggers anyone. That is absolutely not my goal. I adore all of my readers and do not want to hurt any of you. So please check your heart before continuing. I don't know how shitty I'm going to make Monoma, but I'll be sure to put a note on every chapter that something shitty happens so you can be prepared and not read that chapter if you chose.

If ANY of you have a problem reading these chapters and want me to put a summary about what happened or put the TW IN the story, please let me know and I will.

I really love writing and I really feel good about writing about these topics but I don't wan to make anyone uncomfortable and I want all of you to be able to read, even if you can't get past the rough parts. I don't know if any of you have read my other story and have read my emotional ramblings, but you guys mean so much to me and I want my stories to be a safe space because I love you guys and I want you all to be comfortable reading.

So let me know and I will accommodate as much as I can <3

"Do you want to come over tonight?" Nieto's voice sounded in your ear as you finished putting clean sheets on your bed. Today had already started off terribly. Waking up in a puddle of blood is never exactly fun. Not to mention how bad your body was hurting. 

So no, you had no intention of leaving your home. "Not tonight." You sigh, fixing your blankets before scooping up your little Dynamight plushie. All you had to do was stitch him together and he'd be ready to deliver to Bakugo. Just like the little Cellophane and little Pinky you'd made for your other hero friends. 

Nieto whined into the phone. Fuck's sake shouldn't you be working? Yes, he'd been working hard to be a better person... But you just couldn't bring yourself to be excited about it. Especially not when you were cramping. "Why not, love? Did I do something?" He asked, the whine still in his voice. 

"No, you didn't." You huff, starting towards the living room. "I'm on my period. I'm in pain. I don't want to leave the-FUCK!" The last thing you'd expected to see in the living room was Bakugo, in full hero gear and it scared the shit out of you, crochet body parts flying. 

"Y/N? Are you alright?" Your boyfriend asks loudly as you clutch your chest. 

The blonde stared at you like you were insane for a second before laughing at you. "Jesus fucking Christ, Bakugo! Why are you home?" You laugh off the fear.

Still laughing, Bakugo held up a pair of pants. "Shitty-hair busted his sweats this morning. Figured I'd pick up a pair for him since I was close. That's your defense? Just throwing what?" He paused to pick up one of the little legs. "Yarn?" He snorted before helping you scoop up the rest of the plushie, his brows furrowing in confusion as he picked up one of the arms, noticing the little gauntlet. 

"So it was just your roommate? Don't scare me like that, Y/N!" Nieto grumbled and you rolled your eyes. "And watch your language, yeah? You're a lady." Your eye twitched as you held out your free hand for Bakugo to give you the remaining parts. "Oh.... I gotta go. I love you, darling." Mumbling a small goodbye, you hang up. 

Bakugo's head tilted. "You makin me?" He asked, causing a small blush to cover your face. 

You used to get really excited about your little creations. Until you tried to give Neito one of your little whales. They were your favorite things to make when you were stressed. They were easy and fun. But he'd acted like you'd just picked up a dead leaf and handed it to him. "Yeah.... I've already got the design for one for Kiri too." You mumble, carefully putting the pieces on the coffee table as Bakugo started fussing with his earpiece. 

"That's fuckin cute." He said under his breath, but you caught it. "It better look fuckin awesome." He barked before tossing the pants over his shoulder. "Lock up, yeah? The door was unlocked when I came home. Fuckin idiot." He knocked the back of your head playfully as you plopped down on the couch. 

Smiling slightly, you roll your eyes. "Bye Bakugo." You wave him off. 

 

By the time the boys finally got home, you'd already finished the little Dynamight and was working on Red Riot's arms. His legs and body sitting on the coffee table. "Welcome home." You mumble, eyes laser focused on your work until Bakugo rounded the little table, setting a couple of bags down. Slowly, you look up at him as he started pulling stuff out.

"I heard you bitchin to Monoma." He explained, his voice at it's normal level. Must have been a quiet day. "Also noticed you were runnin outta shit." A bottle of Midol was tossed at you. Sitting up, you finally take a good look at what Bakugo was pulling out. Chocolates, chips, snacks in general, as well as fucking tampons. Sure, you had noticed you were low, but you had planned on picking them up in the morning... The fuck?

Kiri's voice piped up behind you. "We got you some ice cream, too. Cookie dough." He grinned down at you, leaning against the couch. 

Man I owe Mina a lot more than a thank you for introducing me to these two!

"You guys are so fuckin sweet." You laugh a little, jumping up to hug Bakugo. He tensed slightly before patting your back. Kiri was already holding his arms out when you broke off of Bakugo, eagerly accepting your hug and squeezing you tightly. "Thank you guys, seriously. You didn't have to get me anything." You giggle as Kiri rocked you back and forth for a second before letting you go. 

Bakugo shrugged a little but the redhead dipped his head down to whisper to you. "Don't let him fool you, this was his idea. The only thing I can take credit for is the ice cream." He winked at you playfully as you laughed. 

That actually reminded you! "Oh! Dynamight!" You grin as you scoop up the little plushie from where he was sitting on the other side of the couch. "Finished him!" You cheer, grinning as the blonde rushed to stand in front of you, picking up the little yarn creation. 

Kirishima grinned. "Wow, Y/N! That's amazing!" You beam, happily accepting the praise. 

"Hey, it actually looks pretty good." Bakugo grumbled, chuckling slightly. "Thanks, Y/N." He offered you a small smile.

You nod quickly. "I did my best. My stitching isn't the best but-" Bakugo cut you off by gently knocking the top of your head. 

Pouting, you glare up at him. "It looks great." He said firmly, obviously not wanting to hear you put your own skills down. Which... Had somehow become a habit recently. It had even wormed its way into your writing. You had started second-guessing every line you wrote.

"I'm glad you like him! It was hard getting some of the measurements. Your gauntlets were a bitch to figure out." You admit before turning towards Kirishima. "I'm working on a Red Riot now!" He grinned down at you.

"Awesome! I can't wait!" He said firmly. And.... You didn't doubt him. He didn't seem like he was just saying that to make you happy. He genuinely seemed excited that you were making him something. You grinned between the men. 

They were really good friends. 

Bakugo groaned loudly, cutting off your warm and fuzzies. "I'm fuckin starving." He grumbled. 

"Gimme a second and I can whip something up." You offer but he shakes his head.

"Nah, let's just order something. I'm tired, you're bleedin, we both deserve a break." You snort at his brashness, but really? It was kind of nice. At least he acknowledged that periods suck. Nieto always acted like some taboo topic. You were surprised he hadn't snapped at you earlier that day. 

Kiri nodded a little, shifting slightly. "Do you want another hug?" He offered. 

You laugh a little. "Please?" He happily wrapped you up in his arms again, holding you tightly. 

Really, you had the best roommates on the planet

 

---

 

"No, but-" Nieto cut you off before you could even finish your sentence. 

"No! You have no excuse to make your terrible roommates little dolls but refusing to make me one!" He snapped. You were already crying. It had started out as a really nice visit. Until you had started talking about how your roommates had taken care of you and how they were both really excited about the Dynamight plushie you'd made for Bakugo. That's when Nieto had snapped. "Are you trying to fuck Bakugo?" He asked, whirling to face you from where he was pacing. 

Your eyes widened. "Wha? No! I just like to make them for my friends! I made one for Sero and Mina too!" You tried to explain. 

He barked out a laugh, scooping up the little whale from the floor. He'd given it to his cat to play with after you gave it to him. "So you make Bakugo a cute little plushie of himself but you give me a stupid whale?" He laughs again, hurling the whale. Maybe he didn't mean for it to hit you, but it did. 

It didn't hurt. But... What if it had been something else? More tears streamed down your face. "You hit me." You mumble out. 

"Oh my go- I didn't mean to hit you. I was aiming for the couch. Stupid. You're really going to sit there and act like I fucking slapped you. God, you're ridiculous." He shook his head. 

You tried to calm yourself down, taking a few deep, shaky breaths. "I-I didn't make you one be-because I didn't think you'd like it!" God, you sounded so weak. You hated it. This wasn't you. How had you become this? "You didn't like the whale so I just thoug-"

Nieto was standing in front of you before you could finish and you couldn't help but flinch. "Stop that. You're acting like I beat you. I didn't even do anything." You just didn't want him near you. "I think you are trying to fuck your roommate. Why else would a woman choose to live with two men?" He asked, staring down at you. "Not only that, but you're getting friendly with them? That sounds a little suspicious, don't you think?" Don't say anything. It's a trap. "You've been cheating on me, haven't you?" He asked. 

Don't fall for it. There's no safe answer. "I want to go home." Your voice is shaky and weak as you stare off to the side.

"Then go! Walk home in the middle of the night." He snorted but you jumped up. "Yup. Quirkless woman walking home alone. In the middle of the night. Brilliant idea, Y/N." Nieto continued but you ignored him, not even bothering to grab any of your other things. You just needed your purse, your phone, and your shoes. That's it. "Alright, I guess I'll see you on the morning news. Dead in a fucking ditch because you have to run away from every argument like a fucking child." He yelled as you slammed the door behind you. 

The adrenaline was all you needed to make it halfway home. Nieto didn't live far from you. But once your heart started beating normally and you weren't walking out of spite.... You kind of got scared. You hated this. How had you gotten weaker as you got older? Wrapping your arms around yourself, you pushed forward. You refused to go back to Nieto. You were ignoring the constant buzzing in your purse. You weren't talking to him. 

Your mind wandered as you walked. When you were younger, you had tumbled around with neighborhood boys. Stood up for kids being picked on. You had been so strong. Quirk or no quirk, you had no qualms protecting yourself or someone else. Sure, you were a people pleaser. To people you cared about. Maybe it was those two parts of your brain colliding. Because you did care about Nieto. He had been so sweet and charming when you first got together. He had... Swept you off your feet. But now.... The thought of seeing him practically triggered your fight or flight. And now your only reactions were freeze and flight. You gnawed at the inside of your cheek, trying to figure out exactly how this had happened when you heard footsteps behind you. 

"Hey-" A hand landed on your shoulder, triggering your survival response and you turned and fucking swung. 

Sure, you weren't the strongest, but a good punch could give you enough time to run. Text a friend. Something. 

But nothing could prepare you for the horror you felt when you realized you'd just punched Shoto Todoroki right in the nose. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" You quickly cover your mouth, eyes wide. 

He rubbed his nose slightly, looking down at you. "Good punch." He mumbled. "Are you alright?" His eyes scanned over your face, taking in your puffy eyes and tear-streaked cheeks. 

"Yeah. I got into a fight with my boyfriend. I'm on my way home." You explain, sighing as he pulled his hand away from his nose. At least it wasn't bleeding. 

Shoto nodded slightly. "Where do you live? I'll walk with you. It can be dangerous at night." He said simply. You'd always thought he seemed stiff, but it was something else to experience it in person. You point in the direction of your house, giving him you address, sighing as he starting walking in step with you. "What did you and your boyfriend fight about?" He questioned. 

You huff softly. "My boyfriend is Phantom Thief so maybe I should start with that." His expression of disgust didn't go unnoticed by you. "And I live with Red Riot and Dynamight." His eyebrows shot up slightly. "I made Dynamight a crochet plushie of himself in his hero costume and he really liked it. Told boyfriend. Boyfriend blew up." You explain, shrugging as you both continued walking. 

"Monoma hasn't changed much." Your eyes raised to Shoto. Right, he was in class with Bakugo and Kiri. "I'm sorry that happened." 

Sighing, you look at your feet. "I was planning on making one for him... But I gave him a little crochet whale and he didn't really like it, so I just assumed he thought it was a stupid hobby." You weren't sure why you were explaining on this to a stranger, but fuck. You had to get it out. "Bakugo really seemed to appreciate it. Just like Mina and Sero... And even Kirishima seemed so excited because I was making him one. They all appreciated the time and effort it took to make their little hero dolls. But why would I put the effort in if Nieto didn't even like the whale, you know? Like... I love all my creations. And he gave it to his cat. Which, I like his cat, don't get me wrong... But I could have made something for the cat. I made that for him." A sigh slipped from your lips as you neared the apartment complex. 

Shoto nodded a little as he listened to you. "Creating things takes a lot of time." He started slowly. "Especially by hand. If he doesn't appreciate your time, he doesn't appreciate you. Knowing Monoma, he was more than likely more upset that you made something for Bakugo. He had a bit of a grudge on us in school." Shoto elaborated.

You knew that... You also knew it wasn't completely gone.... "But do you think he'd really still hold that much of a grudge now? You're all adults. And it's not like you guys could help that you had more publicity. In fact I think it was probably a lot harder on you guys." Your hands dug in your purse for your apartment keys.

"It was difficult." He affirmed. "But yes. I've run into him on patrol. He absolutely still has that strong of a grudge." Stupid. "I'm sorry you're dealing with him." You snort a little as you swipe the key card for the gate, stopping as Shoto grabbed your arm. "Do you think you could make one of those dolls of Deku?" He asked. 

Deku? Maybe. You'd have to get some more greens. "Probably." You admit. "After I finish Kiri's." 

He shuffled in his suit for a second, pulling out a card and a pen, scribbling on the back of the card. "Could you make one and send it to me? I'll pay you for it, of course." His voice was hushed as he offered the card to you. 

Slowly, you take it, raising an eyebrow. Why did he want one of Deku? Couldn't he just get one of the dolls that she stores sold? But you nod a bit. "Sure. You don't have to pay me, though. I love crocheting. And Deku will be a fun challenge for me!" You cheer, honestly feeling a lot better about the night after the whole interaction. 

"Thank you Miss...." He paused, realizing he never got your name. 

"Y/N L/N." You offer. He nods, thanking you again before closing the gate behind you. You give a final wave before entering the building. 

Once in the elevator, the thoughts started. 

Why did he make such a big deal of that? He didn't even like my whale! I love my whales... And to hit me with the stupid fucking thing! But he didn't mean for it to hit me.... But it did. He didn't even apologize... But he didn't mean to hit me with it. And it was just a stuffed animal. I knew he had this grudge. I shouldn't have said anything about it to him. I know some topics are touchy.... Fuck, this is all my fault.

The tears had started again, but you pushed them off your cheeks as the elevator opened. Taking a deep breath, you step out of the little box, checking the time. It was almost midnight. Both men would most likely be asleep, if you had to guess. So there was no need to hide the tears anymore. You let out a small sob, a horrible mix of emotions swirling in your heart and brain as you unlocked the door. 

You'd been expecting a silent apartment. A dark apartment. An apartment where two men were sleeping, in their own beds. But that is absolutely not what you walked in on. Even as you closed the door, careful to be as quiet as possible because you knew Bakugo was a light sleeper, you had no clue. It wasn't until you walked around the couch to toss your purse onto it that you realized what exactly you'd walked into.

Kirishima was laying on the couch, one hand on the back of Bakugo's head, the other on his hip. Bakugo had one hand supporting him on the arm of the couch behind Kiri's head, the other in Kirishima's shorts. And they were both just staring at you while you stared at them. 

Chapter 4

I fucking knew it!

You quickly yank your phone out of your purse, moving to shuffle to your room. "Don't mind me! I'm going straight to bed." There were already so many missed calls and messages. God, you didn't want to deal with that anymore. 

While your back was turned, your roommates exchanged a glance before hurrying off the couch. "Nope." Bakugo's voice made you stop. It was louder than usual. Loud night. But fuck you did not want to turn around and sign to him. You had literally caught him with his hand in Kiri's pants. Even though you didn't care, you couldn't imagine the embarrassment they probably felt. "The fuck did that asshat do?" He yelled and you flinched. 

Loud meant argument. Why was your heart picking up? Why couldn't you breathe right? 

"Hey! Hey!" Kirishima was quickly in front of you, hands on your shoulders. "Hey, you're okay, Sunshine." He promised, his voice gentle. Why's he being so nice? Your brain was fucking screaming at you. "You have to breathe." His voice remained soft as he rubbed your shoulders. 

Your phone was plucked from your hands, Bakugo tossing it onto the couch as one of his hands rested on your back. "She's gonna pass out, Ei. We gotta sit her down." His voice was still loud but he wasn't yelling. But your brain was already going and you didn't know how to stop it. You didn't know what was happening. 

Kiri nodded a little at the blonde before looking at you. "Can you walk?" He looked over your face. But you couldn't answer. You tried to force your body to do anything but you just... You couldn't. Finally, you forced eye contact with the larger man and he just nodded, carefully hoisting you up at your waist and moving you the couple of feet towards the couch, easing you onto it. 

"You gotta breathe Princess." Bakugo said and signed, crouching beside Kirishima in front of you, staring up at you. He couldn't even hear himself but he was trying to be quiet because you were a fucking baby. That's how you felt as you tried to calm down. But fuck, it felt like you were on drugs. Your heart was pounding and you couldn't even control your breathing. Am I having a panic attack? Is that what this is? Your hand was pulled towards a warm chest. "Focus." Bakugo barked, flattening your hand across his chest as he took deep breaths. 

Kirishima was quick to do the same with your other hand, easily matching Bakugo's breathing. Your eyes fluttered closed, trying to find a place to focus. After a few minutes, your senses returned, feeling the up and down of your palms and following them. You could do that. You could breathe like that. "Just like that." Kiri's soft voice sparked somewhere in your brain as you continued breathing, struggling to remain calm. 

After what felt like an hour, you finally managed to pry your eyes open, looking at the two men in front of you. They both looked concerned. And you were just.... So tired. And embarrassed. And sad. You pulled your hands back, covering your face to hide your tears and shame. Curling into yourself, you just fucking cried. 

How had this become your life? How had you let one man bring you to this point? 

The couch dipped on both sides of you, an arm wrapped around your shoulders, another hand on your knee, thumb rubbing across your pants softly. "I'm sorry." You manage to get out, feeling the arm around you shifting. That had to be Kiri. He was signing to Bakugo. Your hands moved from your face to grip at your hair. "I don't know how I let this happen." You mumble. Your brain was still only mildly aware of who was around you. You were just talking. "He's such an asshole and I keep going back because he promises it'll get better but it never fucking does." Your voice cracks as you sob. 

Bakugo gripped your knee a bit tighter before moving to the back of your head, massaging into your scalp. "What happened?" He asked, his voice gentle. 

You took a deep breath, slowly leaning back into the couch. Kirishima's arm remained around your shoulders and Bakugo kept his hand in your hair, moving from massaging your scalp to fiddling with the tips of your hair. "Everything was fine," you started, slowly signing to Bakugo as you spoke to Kiri. "Then I told Nieto how I made Bakugo a doll of his hero getup. Then he freaked out because I didn't make him one. But I gave him one of my whales that I make when we first got together and he didn't care. Like he gave it to his cat. He didn't like it. So I figured he didn't want one of the dolls! But he got really mad and started yelling and he threw the whale and it hit me..." You paused, rubbing a hand over your face. This sounded so stupid when you said it out loud. "And then he got even more pissed because I flinched when he got close to me... And it just blew up until I left. He fucking made fun of me up until I was out the door. I ran into Shoto on my way home and he walked me to the gate." Once finishing, you wipe your face, trying to keep the tears off your cheeks. 

Both men were silent for a moment before Bakugo stood up. "I'm gonna go snap his neck." You grab his wrist quickly. 

"Kats." Kirishima's voice was firm as you lightly tug on his wrist. 

For some fucking reason, you wanted them both beside you. You didn't want Bakugo to go. You wanted him beside you just like Kiri was. After a minute, he returned to his position beside you, hand plopping back onto your leg, on your thigh this time. "I don't get it." A humorless laugh escapes your throat as you lean over onto Bakugo's shoulder. "Shoto scared me on the street and I punched him in the fucking nose." Bakugo laughed loudly and a small giggle escapes you at the sound. He had a nice laugh. "But Nieto screams in my face and throws a whale at me and I just... Can't... Do anything." You huff softly. 

Kiri's hand reached up from your shoulder to gently stroke your cheek. "It's a different dynamic." He points out and you raise your head to look at him, only for the blonde to push it back down to his shoulder. "It's a lot easier to punch a stranger than someone you know. But.... Honestly Sunshine, it doesn't seem like Monoma's exactly... Nice to you." He pointed out, still caressing your cheek gently. 

"He's an asshole. How many fuckin times have you come home cryin?" Bakugo asked, struggling to keep his voice level. 

You peek up at him. "I'm okay now, you can talk." You promise, your hands falling back to your lap as Bakugo eyed your face as though to make sure you were actually okay. 

His chest heave slightly before he spoke. "He's always yellin at you. He's always bitchin at you. We fucking live with you and we don't complain like he does." He barked loudly. 

Kirishima nodded at your side. "You don't give us much reason to complain." You smile a little as he pinched your cheek. 

"Because you're a good fuckin person. You're considerate and nice and shit. And if Monoma can't see that, that's his issue." Bakugo reached a hand up to scratch the back of your head. "Also not a bad cook." He added at the end, making you and Kirishima both laugh. 

Just sitting there between the men was honestly enough to calm you down. But both of them actively trying to make you feel better... It felt good. It felt like you were wrapped in a giant, fuzzy, heated blanket. it made you feel better. It made you happy. It made you feel like someone really cared about you. "Thank you, Kirishima. Bakugo. You guys are the best friends anyone could ever ask for." You giggle a little, nuzzling into Bakugo a bit more and hugging Kiri's arm tighter around you. Both men spoke at the same time. 

"'s Katsuki."

"Eijiro."

You laughed loudly before nodding. "Gotcha. First names. Thanks guys." You took a deep breath. 

Kiri chuckled, leaning over to put his head on your shoulder. "We just want you to be happy and we can tell you're not happy with Monoma." He said gently and you can feel him smile as you reach up to scratch his cheek playfully. "We're here no matter what you do, though. You're not just our roommate, you're our friend Y/N." He promised. 

Nodding a little, you lean back, all three of you slowly detaching from each other. "Thank you guys.... I... You're really good friends. Also super nice to have two of the best heroes on my side. Like shit, can I go rob a bank?" You tease, laughing as Bakugo rubbed his fist into the side of your head. "I'm teasing! I'm a good girl!" All three of you laugh as you finally relax. 

But... Something was still on your mind. "So... Are you guys... Together?" You ask, looking from Kiri to Bakugo. 

Neither looked embarrassed. So they weren't in the closet. At least there was that. But wait, what if they were closeted to the public but not to friends? "We are." Bakugo was the one to confirm their relationship. "We're not public with it yet." He admitted.

Your eyes slowly moved towards Kiri who was just smiling. "Not yet." He confirmed. "Just doesn't feel right yet." He elaborated and you nod slightly. 

"Wait... So am I the first one to know you're gay?" You ask curiously. It was the automatic assumption. After all, you walk in on that and what do you think? 

But it didn't really explain the weird feeling in the back of your brain. You couldn't place it, but it wasn't positive.... But it couldn't be homophobic? Your childhood friend was gay. Gay and married with a kid and you didn't feel.... Whatever this was when you saw him with his husband.

What the fuck was this feeling. "Bi." Bakugo corrected.

Your attention was snapped back to him... And then you looked to Kirishima. "Both of you?" You asked curiously.

He nodded a little. "Yup." He affirmed. 

Why the fuck was that feeling kinda satiated? Probably because they're in a happy relationship and I'm not. "Wait so should I made you a Dynamight plushie, too?" You ask, looking up at Kiri. He laughed a little, nodding. 

"I'd love that." He chuckled, leaning over to prop his head on top of yours. 

"Yeah and make me one of his dumbass, too." Bakugo yelled, also tilting his head to rest on the other side of your head. 

You giggle a little as the two lean on you. "Man, now I wish I was hero! I could made a third-wheel doll for you guys and Mina and Sero!" You cheer playfully, laughing with the men. 

Even though the night hadn't gone according to plan, you ended it with a smile on your face. Your two favorite men fussing over you while you climbed into bed. Bakugo making sure your blankets were tucked aggressively around you, Kiri putting a youtube video on your TV for you. "G'night guys!" You cheer, hugging both of them before they left. "Thanks for being so awesome.... And please don't loudly fuck in Kiri's room. I hear him talk in his sleep. I don't wanna wake up to that." You laugh as Bakugo threw the bra hanging on your door at you, Kiri just bolting out of your room. 

Maybe Mina had a point about that fate shit. 

 

---

 

"Morning boys!" You hum, piling three plates with food as Kirishima and Bakugo stepped into the kitchen. "Hope you guys had a good night." You tease, placing the plates in front of them. 

Kirishima grinned at you while Bakugo eyed the plate. "Thanks Y/N!" Kiri exclaimed. "How did you sleep?" He asked, digging in without question.

Bakugo poked at his food to make sure it was all cooked before shoveling it into his face. "Like shit!" You admitted, grinning as Kiri choked. You'd tried to be less.... Unlady-like in the past year. So they had only really heard you curse while very tired or under extreme emotional strain. But this morning, you were happy. You were going to actually dump Nieto's ass. And you were ready to get back into your own skin. "It wasn't you guys. If you fucked, I didn't even notice." This time Bakugo choked. "I was up all night thinking about ways to dump Monoma. But I think I'm just gonna text him." You admit as you sat across from them, shimmying your shoulders as you ate. 

Kiri looked up at you. "You don't want to do it in person?" He asked, his voice gentle.

You nod quickly. "I'm a people pleaser when it comes to people that I care about. Or even people that I cared about at some point in my life. And the last time I tried to dump him, he cried and begged be to stay and like... I'm a sappy bitch. I really thought maybe he'd change. But he just got worse. So if I do it over text, he can't fool me with that shit, you know?" Your eyes raise to look between your roommates. 

They were both looking at you. Bakugo was still eating, eyeing you. "What made you decide to dump him?" He asked curiously.

Taking a moment, you eye your food before looking up at him. "He always told me that if it wasn't for him, I'd be alone. But last night... You guys taking care of me, even thought I literally caught you guys about to fuck," Bakugo glared at you while Kirishima glanced off to the side. "It made me realize I'm not alone. I have friends. And I'm worth a lot more than who I'm with. And.... If you guys, who have only known me like a few months, can be proud of me and be happy for me about the little shit that that I do... My fucking boyfriend should be cheering me on like ten fold, right? I shouldn't be crying about my boyfriend not wanting a stupid whale while my roommates hype me up about crocheting in a circle. I deserve a lot more than the bare minimum." You nod a little at your words. 

Kirishima nodded happily. "Exactly! You deserve someone who celebrates with you! Even if it's something you think is small." He was grinning at you as the other man huffed a little. 

"Not to mention he literally threw a stuffed animal at you." He said firmly. "Sure, he said he didn't aim it at you, but I don't buy that shit. Listen." You look up at him as his tone shifted. "He starts talking crazy or if he shows up here before we're home? Don't. Let. Him. In. He hurts you again, I'm killing him." He said simply before finishing his breakfast. "Pretty good. Needed more salt."

You frown, sticking your tongue out at him. "Not my problem you like your food salty as hell." He bonks you on the head as he walks past.

But he paused before going to his room. "I'm serious, though. If he shows up here, you let one of us know." His voice is firm before he slips into his room to grab his clothes. 

Kirishima chuckled a little before reaching across the table to squeeze your hand. "He's right about the last part." He admitted, his thumb gently tracing over the back of your hand. "Please just... Be careful, okay? Monoma seems really possessive and we don't want to see you hurt. You're our friend and we care about you a lot, okay?" He smiled at you as you nod. 

You weren't stupid. Strong, sure. For the most part. You had a weakness when it came to Monoma. And you didn't have a quirk to help you. But if you kept away, physically, Kiri and Bakugo would be there for you physically. "Thank you, Eiji." You say softly, not noticing the widening of his smile at the name. "I'll be careful. Promise!" You grin, pulling your hand away to take a sip of your coffee.

The rest of our morning was spent with you at your "desk" (A TV dinner tray that was just big enough for your laptop and a drink) with your boys rushing around behind you. 

When did they become my boys? They're my roommates?? Dumbass.

"Bye Katsuki! Bye Eijiro!" You call, not even looking up from your laptop as they called their goodbyes at you. But, you did hear the door lock after it closed. Hopefully you could finish up this chapter and relieve your poor editor of her emotional turmoil before you broke up with Monoma. 

Chapter 5

12:23pm
I can't do this anymore, Neito. I don't want to be with you. We need to break up. I care about you a lot, but I'm really tired of constantly fighting. I'm not doing it anymore. I deserve better. Have a good life.

Simple. To the point. Leave no room for question. When he didn't try to call you or even message you back, you assumed that maybe he'd given up. Maybe he accepted the break up. 

Until the knocking started. Your eyes widened slightly, still just staring at your laptop. "Y/N? I know you're home. Let me in so we can talk." Had he really come all the way to your apartment? "Open the door, Y/N." He didn't even sound sad, he sounded irritated. 

But you weren't listening. You weren't going to open the door. He shouldn't even be there. "Shouldn't you be at work?" You yell through the wood. 

"I needed to come talk to you. Now open the damn door." His voice was low, just like when you were arguing. Yup, that's how you win someone back.

Shaking your head, you rifle around for your phone, texting the group chat you had started with your roommates. 

12:48pm
Heyo. Guess who's at the door

A thump from the door made you jump a little. Did he really hit the door? "Y/N open the fucking door and talk to me!" Neito snapped. You continued ignoring him, gnawing at the inside of your cheek as you saved your work, closing the laptop quietly. "You text me to break up with me and then won't even face me to talk to me? Stop acting like a child." Your phone dinged and you happily read over the message, happy for the distraction. 

Bakugo
12:49pm
Don't open the fucking door. 

Kirishima 
12:49pm
What's he doing? Is the door locked?

The door handle jiggled a bit. "Fuck's sake- Open. The. Door." He sounded... So pissed. You couldn't remember a single time you'd heard him that upset. 

"Go away Neito!" You yell, flinching back as he hit the door again. "I don't want to be with you. Period. End of discussion. Now go. I don't want to call security but I fuckin will." He tried the handle again, but you roll your eyes. You weren't doing this. 

12:53pm
He's yelling at me and trying to get in. Like not trying hard, but he's fucking with the handle and hitting the door. He's pissed. 

12:54pm
I'm about to call security.

You stand up slowly, tip-toing towards the door. Though you guessed there was non point in that. He knew you were in there. "Y/N please open the door. I just want to talk, okay? If you still want to break up after I say my peace then fine, but just... Hear me out?" He asked, his voice softening. He almost sounded desperate. 

Too bad you'd thrown out your last fuck to give the night before. "Nope." You said simply, looking through your contacts for the building's security, more messages popping up. 

Bakugo 
12:56pm
Good girl. I'm kicking his ass the next time I see him.

Kirishima 
12:57pm
I'm on my way to the apartment now. Keep the door locked. 

"Y/N just hear me out! You're acting like a such a bitch. Let me in!" The knob jiggled again and your eye twitched. A small part of you felt bad that Neito was trying so hard to get you to just listen to him. But it was small enough at this point that it was easy to shove it down. 

Putting your phone on speaker, you tap out a reply to your roommates while waiting for security to pick up. 

12:59pm
No ass kicking, blondie. And don't worry about it, Eiji. I'm literally on the phone with security right now.

You spout out your apartment floor and number to the man that answered the phone, Neito suddenly silent on the other side of the door. "Yeah, I'm home alone and my ex is beating on my door and trying to get in. I'm really sorry to bother you, but I'm kinda scared to open the door." You explain, glancing to your screen as another message pops up. 

"No worries Miss L/N. I'm heading up now." The man grunts out. You thank him quietly, hanging up before another hit landed on your door. 

"Scared? What are you scared of? I haven't done anything to make you afraid! You manipulative little bitch!" Another hit. You shake your head a bit, taking a breath before going back to the couch, curling up in the corner as you waited for security. Luckily, Bakugo's message helped brighten your mood a bit.

Bakugo 
1:00pm
BLONDIE? YOU GOT A DEATH WISH?

You snort a little, chewing at your cheek as you listened to Neito continue to hurl bullshit through the door. How stupid you were, how you were acting like a child. But fuck, you were tired. And you didn't have to put up with this shit. A small smile broke across your face at the thought of being alone. That honestly sounded really fucking nice at this point. No more walking on egg shells. No more biting your tongue. You could just... be. 

Another voice broke you from your wandering mind. "You need to get the fuck out of here, Monoma." That wasn't the security guy. 

"I just want to talk to my girlfriend. This had nothing to do with you, Kirishima." The venom was evident in Neito's voice. 

Slowly, you crawl back up from the couch, shuffling towards the door to look through the peep hole. Kirishima had placed himself between the door and the livid blonde. "She's not your girlfriend anymore. I know she's told you to leave. Now go." Shit, he sounds pissed, too. You watch his shoulders flex as he crossed his arms. 

Both men just stared at each other for a moment before another man walked up to them. He nodded towards Kirishma before turning to talk to Neito. You hurry to back away from the door as your roommate turned towards it, his key in his hand. "He-Oof!" He was on you, hugging you tightly before you could even finish greeting him. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, pulling back quickly, holding you at arms-length and looking you over. 

You didn't really get why he was so worried. The door had been closed and locked the whole time. "Of course! Sure, it was a little scary, but I'm really okay." You promise as he pulled you back into his chest, hugging you once more. 

His chin rested on your head as you loop your own arms around him. "Sorry, I was just worried." he mumbled but you shake your head a bit. It was nice that he cared so much. 

"It's okay! And I feel so much better already." You admit, letting out a sigh. Like the world had been taken off your shoulders. 

 

---

 

You couldn't help but jump as the door slammed. That couldn't be good. Peeking into the living room, you see Bakugo rubbing at his ear as he stormed into the apartment. "Hey." You call out, but he doesn't even acknowledge you. He just growls loudly, his hand shooting through his hair. He couldn't hear you, you realize, hurrying to his side and gently touching his arm. 

"What?" He barked, whirling on you. If you hadn't lived with him for a bit, you'd probably just assume he was angry.... But something on his face looked off. He looked kind of like he was freaking out. 

Something must have happened. You motion to the couch. "Sit down." You sign, gently pressing your hand against his back, urging him towards the seat. He huffed a bit before following your lead. Once he was sitting down, he started rubbing at his ear again. "What happened?" You ask, tilting your head a bit as his breathing picked up. 

"Can't fuckin hear." He snarled. "At all." Once he elaborated, you realized why he was panicking. He'd never lost his hearing completely. You nod a little, grabbing his hand when you noticed his breathing starting to get erratic. 

You absolutely didn't want him to pass out. Remembering what he and Kiri had done for you the week before, you mimic their actions. Flattening his hand across your chest, you focus on making your breathing as deep and slow as possible. Bakugo's eyes moved from your face to your hand, watching your chest rise and fall for a minute before slowly regaining control of his own breathing. It took a little bit, but once he was relaxed, you pull his hand off, only for it to clutch onto your leg. "Did you get checked out before coming home?" He nodded a little. 

He cracked his neck before speaking again. "They said there's a lot of fucking damage." His voice was so loud, but you just nod at him, wanting him to continue. He couldn't help it, and you knew that. "I should get some of it back but..." He trailed off, looking at the coffee table, a look of absolute disdain on his face. "I'm gonna need hearin aids or some shit soon." Oh shit.

That was... Fuck. "Can't you get something to lessen the strain on your ears?" You ask and he nodded again. 

"Yeah, they're makin something for me... But it's a little too fuckin late." His shoulders dropped just slightly. 

You chew on the inside of your cheek for a second before leaning towards him, catching his eyes before signing again. "But you'll be able to hear still, even if you need hearing aids, yeah? And even if you don't wear them all the time, you can still communicate with plenty of people! Like me and Eijiro, right?" You point out, smiling up at him. Seeing Bakugo looking defeated and vulnerable was... Awful. Sure, you were super happy he was comfortable enough with you to show you this side of him, but you also didn't want him to feel bad. It wasn't the end of the world. And it wasn't the end of his career. "It sucks right now, but it's going to be okay." He nodded slightly.

His hand raised to ruffle through your hair. "Thanks Princess." He mumbled. Well, it would have been a mumble if he had better control over his volume, you guessed. 

He rubbed at his shoulder lazily. "Need a massage?" You offer, grinning as he nodded. "On your belly." you point to the couch, jumping up. 

Once he was situated on the couch, you straddle his hips, using his ass as a seat before starting to work out the kinks in his back. And fuck there were a lot. It was like he never fucking relaxed. "Shit, you're good at that." Bakugo groaned into the couch cushion as you continue massaging another knot. 

By the time you had made it to the knots in his lower back, the door opened again. "Hey!" You and Bakugo both yelled as you pressed out a particularly stubborn knot. 

Kiri hummed slightly, rounding the couch and stopping when he saw the two of you. Shit... It's probably weird seeing your roommate on top of your fucking boyfriend! I didn't even think about that! But before you could explain that you were just helping work out Bakugo's knots, Kiri looked at you. "You're giving out back rubs?" He asked, his eyes wide. "I want one!" You burst out laughing, happy that you hadn't overstepped. 

"Sure! Let me finish up Katsuki's back. His back was like one single tension knot when I started!" You giggle a little as Kirishima plopped down in the chair, Bakugo relaxing fully under your fingers. 

Notes:

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Chapter 6

"Watch your step." Bakugo warned, turning back to offer his hand to you. 

This was a mistake. You had decided that about half an hour ago. Kirishima's hands moved to your waist, steadying you as Bakugo helped you step over a giant rock. When Bakugo had first asked you to go on a hike with him and Kiri, you'd said no. You didn't want to interrupt their date. But then Kiri started pouting and now you felt like you were just holding them back. Because every big rock or fallen branch, they were stopping to make sure you didn't bust your ass climbing over it. "I'm sorry." You huff as Kiri leapt over the rock like it was nothing. 

The red head frowned, offering his water to you. "For what?" He asked as Bakugo glanced over his shoulder, also frowning. 

"I feel like I'm just holding you guys back." You admit, taking a swig of water. 

"Are you havin fun?" Bakugo asked.

Well duh? You always had fun when you were with them. "Yeah, of course I am!" Nodding, you hand the water back to Kirishima. 

Bakugo nodded a little. "That's what matters, yeah? We'll get to the top when we get there. You're not holdin us back. If we wanted to speed up, we'd carry you. Dumbass." He shrugged as you look back to Kiri who was nodding. 

He grinned at you happily. "Seriously, Y/N! We just want to hang out with you. We're not racing up there." He said and you smiled softly. 

They were really something else. Ever since your breakup, it seemed like they were going out of their way to include you more. Maybe they could tell that Neito wasn't leaving you alone. Even if you blocked the number. Or maybe they just felt more comfortable hanging out with you now that your shitty ex was out of the picture. Either way, third-wheeling with them was so much fun. Honestly, it never really felt like third-wheeling. It felt like you were all just... Enjoying time together. Not a couple of boyfriends going on dates and dragging their lonely roommate along. 

"Oi, Y/N... When's your next book comin out?" Bakugo asked, not turning to look at you. 

You felt like your eyes were about to pop out of your skull. "Huh?" You ask, confused. 

The blonde cleared his throat a bit. "Your next book. It's the last in the trilogy, right? Or are you working on something new?" He asked, still refusing to face you, but you sped up to see his face. 

"Kats, you read my novels?" You ask, a mix of emotions swelling inside you. Because... He read your books! He liked them! Oh god... He read your smut filled books. 

He nodded slightly. "I... Yeah." He cleared his throat again and you hear Kirishima chuckle somewhere behind you. 

You giggle happily, hopping over a branch. "That's so cool! I didn't know you were into those kinda books!" The pride swelling inside you overpowering any embarrassment you could possibly feel at the moment. "But yeah! It's the last one! It should be out around Christmas. I'm super excited about where it's going... Do you want to read the rough draft when we get home?" You offer, grinning as his attention snapped to you.

"Really?" He asked and you nodded. 

"Of course! You're my roommate and one of my best friends. I can give you a sneak peek. But I'm not sharing the ending, you'll have to wait for publishing for that!" He nodded quickly. You'd never imagined that he read your books. In fact, he never even hinted that he knew any of your novels. But he was a fan! That was so cool! 

Neito had read them. And then went on an hour-long rant going between how terrible your writing style was to how perverse it was that a woman would write about sex, of all things. That had been a long night. 

But you weren't thinking about him anymore. He was out of your life. And you were happy. 

Whirling on Kiri, you eye the redhead. "Have you read them?" You ask, laughing as he rubbed the back of his neck, a guilty look on his face. 

"I read one of them." He admitted. "Just not for me. You're a great author though!" He said quickly as Bakugo scaled another fallen tree like it was just another branch. 

You nod slightly. "Fair enough! Different strokes, right?" You say, waiting until you feel Kiri behind you before you start over the tree, one hand on the bark, the other firmly in Bakugo's as the men helped you up and over. 

 

After another half out, the three of you finally got to the top of the little....Mountain? Maybe? Well, it felt like a fucking mountain to you. "Woah!" You look over the edge. It was a stunning view. The forest looked so gorgeous from so high up. 

"Careful, Sunshine." Kirishima's hand was at your waist again, obviously anxious as you looked over the edge of the little cliff. 

Bakugo plopped an arm around your shoulders, looking over the forest as well. "Yeah, we don't need you tumbling off the edge." He snorted. 

You nod, taking a small step back at both of their worries. "You guys wouldn't save me?" You tease, taking a deep breath of the clean air. 

They both looked down at you. "Of course we would! But it would kind of kill the mood, yeah?" Kiri pointed out as Bakugo used his free hand to pop you on the head. 

"Course we'd save you, idiot! But we're enjoyin ourselves. Don't ruin it!" He barked in your ear as you laughed warmly, leaning into Kirishima to get away from Bakugo's yelling, but he just tightened his hold on your shoulders, tugging you back towards him. 

You sigh softly, relaxing slightly. The struggle getting up there was absolutely worth it. "Thanks for bringing me with you guys. I always have so much fun with you two." You mumble, wrapping your own arms around each of their backs, grinning as they shifted closer to you. 

Bakugo shrugged, looking down at you. "Yeah, well. You're tolerable." He admitted, chuckling as you roll your eyes. 

Kirishima tilted his head to rest on top of yours slightly. "We have a lot of fun with you, too, Y/N!" He hummed softly, his thumb rubbing small circles into your side. 

The three of you were silent for a minute as you all just enjoyed the view, happily wrapped around each other. It was always nice to be around them. They were fun and made you feel important and cared about. Not to mention they were both fucking attractive. 

Oh... Oh no. Absolutely not.

Your eyes widen a fraction as the realization slams into you like a semi truck. 

You had a crush on your roommates. Your roommates who were together. Blinking, you quickly pull away from them, going to sit on one of the benches that had been set up at the overlook. Part of you wanted to text Mina, another part was filing this away as a possible plot for a future book, but the biggest part of you was freaking the fuck out. Even when the boys plopped down beside you, you were panicking slightly. 

"Food." Bakugo said, shoving a little box into your hands. 

"Thanks." You squeak as both men eye you. 

Kirishima raised an eyebrow, but neither said anything as the three of you ate. "Hey, Y/N?" Kirishima asked and you look up at him quickly. You were still in your head, cursing yourself out for developing feelings for your roommates. "Are you good at dying hair?" He asked curiously.

Bakugo chuckled at your other side as you tilt your head a little. "I guess. I mean I can get it done." You clarify. 

The larger man nodded slightly before ruffling a hand through his hair, showing his dark roots. "Would you mind helping me with this?" He asked and your eyes widened. 

Cursing yourself out forgotten, your hands flew to his hair, carding through it to confirm that his hair wasn't naturally that vibrant red. Kiri kept his head bowed towards you as you continued to examine his roots. "Sure, I can." You mumble. "Is this... Black or dark brown?" You ask, genuinely curious as you finally pull your hands back.

His face was sheepish as he straightened back up. "Black. I've been dying it since high school." He admitted. "The red looks better, I think." You smile a little. 

It made you really happy that he was sharing this with you. You'd never heard him say anything about dying his hair... And you certainly never noticed him doing it! But for a while you were kind of wrapped up in your own shit. "The red does suit you." You admit, turning back to your food. "But yeah! I can help you while Kats reads through the new book." You grin as both men laugh a bit. "So, I have a question." You say, picking at your food as Bakugo shoved your water bottle into your hand, demanding you to hydrate. "How long have you guys been together? Because like... I kinda keep up with hero news and there's not even whispers of you guys dating." Shoving more food into your mouth, you glance between them. 

Bakugo hummed at your side. "Since we were 18." You almost choke on your food. That long?? 

"... So why don't you guys go public with it?" You tilt your head a little. "I'm not trying to be pushy, I'm just curious." Kirishima chuckled, nudging your shoulder. 

You turn towards him as he answered. "We know you're not. And we just... Haven't felt the need to be public. We'll do that when we feel like the time's right, you know?" He smiled warmly. 

Nodding, you finish your lunch. "Makes sense. And as long as you're both happy, that's what really matters." Smiling towards both of them, you offer your empty box to Bakugo for him to return to his bag. "And you guys do seem pretty happy. At least to an outsider." You shrug, crossing your ankles as you wait for them to finish eating. 

"At this point, are you even an outsider?" Bakugo snorted, turning your attention to him. What did that mean?

But before you could ask, both men were standing again, ready to head back down. 

 

---

 

You thin your eyes as you look over Kirishima's head, making sure every speck of black was saturated, Katsuki sprawled across the couch, eyes laser focused on your laptop. "I think we're good." You nod slightly, taking a wash cloth and rubbing the back of his neck to wipe dye off his neck. "I'll set the timer and then we can wash it out, okay?" He nodded slightly as you adjust the towel around his shoulders.

"Don't get dye on the couch." Bakugo mumbled, not even looking away from the screen. 

Chuckling, you pat Kiri's shoulder, pulling out your phone to set the timer only to see like 15 more new messages. He always got more relentless at night. Your shoulders sag a bit as you set the timer. "I'll be back." You smile down at Kirishima before shuffling towards the bathroom. 

You'd call the number, tell him to leave you the fuck alone, and block it. Simple. Sitting on the edge of the tub, you could feel the clawing feeling in your stomach as you called the new number. You didn't want to do this. Didn't want to even think about him anymore. But fuck, he wouldn't leave you alone! Your knee bounced as you stared at the floor. It didn't take long before a familiar voice was in your ear. "Y/N?" Neito's voice almost made you sick. 

Talking to him was literally the last thing you wanted to do. You'd had such a fun day. Bakugo and Kirishima's voices were muffled behind the door, talking quietly about something while you dealt with your ex's bullshit. "Neito leave me the fuck alone. You're one new number away from me unleashing Bakugo and Kirishima on you." You snarl quietly into the phone, not wanting to chance your roommates hearing who exactly you were talking to. 

"Look, I know. I know I was a terrible boyfriend and I'm far past begging for you back. I fucked up. I was awful. That's on me...." He paused as you pinched the bridge of your nose, waiting for the catch. "But the gala is coming up and I really need a date. I'm so close to breaking top ten and I need a beautiful woman on my arm, Y/N please!" His voice sounds so tired. 

But a night out with him sounded like a nightmare. So you open your mouth to tell him as much when he continues. "Please. If you ever cared about me, please just do this one last thing for me and I'll leave you alone for the rest of your life. Please." He begged.

This one last thing? And then you'd be free of him? Your knee picked up its pace. This didn't feel right. Something was sketchy. You shouldn't trust this. "You want me to go to the Hero Gala with you.... Then you'll leave me alone? Forever? No more getting new numbers?" You ask, nipping at your bottom lip. 

"I swear, Y/N." He confirmed. 

But you couldn't say yes. Couldn't force the word out of your mouth. "I'll think about it, okay?" You say, slapping your forehead at your own words. 

Neito sighed on the other end. "Thank you. I promise, this will be the last thing I ever ask of you. I swear on my life!" His voice had already returned to normal. 

"Yeah, great. I'll let you know when I have a decision." You grumble out a goodbye before hanging up, rubbing your forehead before standing up. 

God, you felt so stupid. But... What if this was your only chance to get him to leave you alone? Sure, you could tell Bakugo and Kirishima that he was still bothering you. You had no doubt they would take care of it.... But the thought of them getting into trouble, through their agency or through the public eye, kept you from doing that. They didn't deserve to get shit for your personal life. 

Shuffling back to the living room, your eyes lock onto the TV. Kiri had put on a knife crafting show. Generally, you didn't care much about those sort of things, but this particular show made it into a competition and made it pretty cool to watch. "Ohh, I like this show." You mumble, picking up Bakugo's ankles and plopping down on the couch, letting his feet rest in your lap as you watched the TV. 

By the time your timer went off, you and Kiri were talking as though you were knife crafting experts, picking apart where the competitors went wrong. Though honestly, neither of you knew exactly what you were talking about. "C'mon! Let's get that outta your hair and get the conditioning treatment in." You pat Bakugo's ankle, thanking him as he pulled them back, still completely entranced by your laptop. 

You lead Kirishima to the bathroom, warming up the water while he stripped out of his shirt. "Please don't drown me." He teased, leaning over the edge of the tub as you detach the showerhead. 

"No promises." You laugh softly, making sure the water wasn't too hot before starting to massage the dye out of his hair. His hair was really soft. You'd noticed that while applying the dye... But it felt different to run your fingers through it without gloves on. The water was almost completely clear when Bakugo walked in, leaning against the doorway. 

Peeking over your shoulder, you raise your brows at him, waiting for his opinion. "It's not bad." He admitted and you smiled at the compliment, raking your hands through Kiri's hair. "I think Emi should pick Shuichi, though." He grumbled, watching you shake your hand through his boyfriend's hair. 

"You think so?" You ask, giving a final rinse before turning the water off and grabbing the conditioner. 

Bakugo nodded. "He's always been there for her. No matter how much she fucked up. He's loved her through everything." He explained his reasoning as you comb the conditioner through Kirishima's hair, the man humming contently as you did so. 

Shrugging, you glance to the blonde. "True, but some might say his love has blinded him to her faults. Tora always calls her on her bullshit." You point out, wrapping a fresh towel around Kiri's shoulders.

"Yeah, I guess." Bakugo hummed slightly. 

"I think you don't like Tora because he's like you. Loud and abrasive." You point out, not missing the glare that he shot you. "Not that it's bad. I didn't get it at first, either. I always thought you were just always pissed. But you're just loud. And you care about your friends so passionately, sure you bitch people out but most of the time it's for their own good. It might sound demeaning, but at least for me, once I got to know you, I kind of realized that you don't mean it like that. You just want me to use my head more so I don't get hurt. It's sweet in its own way." You shrug, tapping a few drops of water out of Kirishima's hair as he beamed at you. 

Bakugo stared at you for a second before nodding a little. "I guess." He cleared his throat. 

Kirishima finally piped up, closing an eye as you dried his face off. "Hey, Y/N? You know the Hero Gala's coming up soon, right?" He asked and you force the grimace down, nodding. "Would you want to come with us?" He asked and you blinked at him, confused. "It'll be fun! You can get all dressed up, hang out with us and Mina and Sero. And free alcohol!" He pointed out, grinning wider as you laugh softly. 

But.... Did they both want you to come with them? You look towards Bakugo as he plopped down on the lid of the toilet. "And you can cheer us on when we get named number 1 and 2 hero this year." He grinned wildly. 

"You both really want me to come?" You ask, looking between the men. 

They both nodded a bit and you grinned. 

Fuck Monoma. Your boys wanted you as their date! How could you say no to them?

Notes:

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Chapter 7

Mina shoved a dress towards you. "Try this one!" She chirped. You glance over the bright dress. 

"It's yellow." You point out. Black had been your thought. Then you would match with both men. Simple. 

But the other woman nodded enthusiastically. "I know! Kiri's gonna be in red, right? And Bakugo in orange. With you in yellow, you'll look like a sunset!" She explained and you hold back a laugh. "Just try it on! If you hate it, we'll look at the black ones, okay?" She pouted a little, pushing the material into your arms.

No harm in trying it on. Mina practically dragged you towards the fitting rooms. "Have you told Monoma that you're not going wit him yet?" She asked through the door. 

You made a face as you shimmy into the dress. "No. He hasn't been bothering me so I was kind of just enjoying that. I know when I tell him no, he'll start blowing up my phone again..." Pausing, you look yourself over, adjusting the material around your hips. It... Was actually really pretty. "Like I'm really happy now. I shouldn't have even called him." You groan, stepping out of the little room. 

Her eyes widened slightly. "You look amazing!" She clapped, walking around you to check you out. "And no, you shouldn't have. But at least you recognize that." You huff slightly as Mina hummed. "What do you think?" Her eyes finally raised to your face as you pick at the side of the dress. 

Pretty, yeah, but the thought of you being in yellow between Bakugo and Kirishima looked weird in your head. "I think we should check out the black dresses." You admit, laughing as Mina sighed dramatically. 

"Well, luckily I found one that looks gorgeous, let me go get it." She nodded, shuffling back to the dresses. You catch sight of yourself in the mirror again, smiling at your reflection.

It felt kind of weird to feel so happy again. Carefree. It was nice, but something was bothering you. Well, a couple of things, really. One being Monoma. But... Even though he was being creepy with the new numbers and constantly texting and calling you (though he'd stopped for now) it's not like he had done anything. He hadn't even threatened you. So what could you do? No one would take you seriously any way. 

Mina returned mid-mental turmoil, frowning at your expression. "Hey, what's wrong?" She asked, hugging the three dresses in her arms close to her chest. 

Not wanting to talk about Monoma any fucking more, you blurt out your other issue. "I have a crush on my fucking roommates." You close your eyes, biting your cheek harshly before taking the dresses out of Mina's hands and hurrying into the dressing room. 

Why did I tell her that? She's fucking friends with them. What if she says some-

A small squeal stopped your thinking as you peel the bright dress off your body. "Oh, really?" Mina asked, but her voice was normal. Maybe the squeal wasn't her.... Sure sounded like her, though. Shaking your head, you look over the dresses. One of them catching your eye. "Both of them? Or just one?" She pushed as you pull the dress off its hanger. 

You groan a little. "Both of them. It's just a silly crush though. I mean, I just got out of a not so great relationship and they're both so nice and shit. It'll pass pretty quickly." Opening the door, you shuffle out. 

"Holy shit!" Mina gaped at you. It was a pretty dress. Black, hugged your body perfectly, a nice slit up the side. You really liked it. "You look stunning!" She practically screamed as she walked around you. "Wow!" She continued hyping you up as you looked over your shoulder to check the back of the dress. Your whole back was pretty much exposed, but your ass looked fantastic. "This is right? Like nothing's beating this." Mina grinned at you as you gave her a thumbs up. 

 

"Thanks for lunch." Mina hummed as you hugged her warmly. 

You nod happily. "No problem! Thanks for helping me pick out my dress." She returned the hug tightly. 

"I can't wait to see you all dolled up!" She sighed a little before pulling away from you. "Let me know when you make it home, okay!" You wave as she takes off down the street. 

The dress had to be adjusted in a few places, but it would ready before the gala. There was a small pep in your step as you walked down the street. "Y/N!" Your face fell as a familiar voice called to you. Glancing over your shoulder, you could feel your eye twitch as Monoma jogged to your side, a small smile on his face. Man I just want to go home. "How are you?" He asked warmly. 

Shrugging, you pull out your phone, ready to call Mina back towards you if you needed to. "I'm okay." You sigh softly, continuing to walk, the blonde following. 

"Good! I'm glad. What have you been up to?" His voice is casual as you eye him. Why was he being so nice?

Oh, right. Because he needs something from me. "Not much. Hanging out with friends, finishing up my book. Normal shit." You glance down at your phone, casually texting your roommates. 

2:15pm
I'm going to scream.

That wasn't cryptic at all. "Sounds like fun." Monoma hummed softly before looking down at you. "Have you thought any more about going to the gala with me?" He asked, your eyes still locked on your phone as both men replied.

Bakugo 
2:16pm
You still with racoon eyes?

Kiri 
2:16pm
Are you okay?

Locking your phone, you stop walking, turning towards Monoma. "I have. And I'm not." His face visibly fell. "I'm going with Katsuki and Eijiro." You didn't want to risk a scene at the gala when he saw you with the boys. Might as well do it now! Taking a deep breath, you wait to be yelled at. Wait for him to make some stupid comment about you "hero hopping" or sleeping with your roommates....

But he didn't. "Oh. Alright." What now? You look up at him, confused. "I suppose I'll just see you there, then! Get home safe." 

That... Was it? "You too?" You mumble out, watching him wave at you before taking off in the other direction. Mouth slightly agape, you just... Stare after him. You realize you should probably be relieved that it didn't blow up into an argument... But something felt so wrong about that interaction. Slowly, you turn back around, continuing your walk home, tapping out a reply to your roommates.

2:22pm
I'll tell you guys when I get home. I ran into Monoma.

 

"Hey." You huff out, slipping your shoes off. 

Bakugo spoke up first. "What did that idiot do now?" He barked as you made your way to the living room, sprawling across the chair. 

The guys looked cozy. They'd gotten a lot more comfortable showing each other affection around you which made you happy. You'd also noticed that Kirishima was usually the one to initiate, kissing Bakugo's cheek, holding his hand, putting an arm around him, etc. And Bakugo got flustered really easily. it was cute. And it made you really happy to see them both so comfortable around you. 

Currently, though, Bakugo actually had his arm around Kirishima, feet kicked up on the coffee table as both men waited for you to speak. "Okay." You sit up, deciding to spill about everything. "So Monoma's been getting new numbers to bother me. I didn't want you guys to worry so I didn't tell you. But the other night, I called him back on the newest number to tell him to leave me the fuck alone and he begged me to go to the Hero Gala with him. He promised that if I went with him, he'd leave me alone. I told him I'd think about it, then you guys asked me to come with you and like... A night with you guys sounds like literal heaven compared to that asshat?" You shake your head a little, sighing deeply. "So, today, after me and Mina got lunch, I ran into him. Told him I wasn't going with him and that I was going with you guys and he just... Said okay and left." Taking a deep breath, you looked at both men. 

They certainly didn't look happy. "You should have told us, Y/N." Kirishima said, frowning as he looked over at you. "We could have talked to him." Bakugo snorted. 

"We could have killed him." He corrected, forcing a laugh out of you. 

Kiri rolled his eyes a little before speaking up again. "But if he was calm, maybe he's realized that you don't want anything to do with him. Maybe he'll leave you alone now."

You chew on the inside of your cheek, taking another deep breath. "I don't know. But it makes me nervous. Because Monoma's never calm like that when I make him mad." You whisper, remembering all the nights of screaming. How many times he'd thrown things or hit his furniture when he got upset. "He's never that calm." 

"Come here." Bakugo barked, Kirishima opening his free arm towards you. You hadn't even realized you were crying. Honestly you didn't know why you were crying. You'd gotten away from him, you had no reason to be scared or sad anymore, but you were. 

Slowly, you shuffle towards the couch, burying your face into the side of Kiri's chest as he pulled you tightly against his side. "We're not going to let him hurt you anymore, okay?" Kirishima promised softly, Bakugo's hand reaching up from his boyfriend's shoulder to card through your hair. 

"God, he was such a dick." You mumble, feeling the arm around you tighten. "I feel so stupid for staying with him for so long." Thinking back on the relationship hurt. But really what hurt more was seeing everything you allowed to happen. Yeah, you knew he was terrible... But how had you let him act like that? He'd worn you down so fast. 

After a few minutes, you pull back slightly, but Kiri kept his arm around you, Bakugo reaching up to pinch your cheek. "Stop beatin yourself up. He's a dick, like you said. And now you're away from him. You got us. I'll blow him up the second he looks at you wrong." He nodded slightly as you relax against the redhead. 

Smiling slightly, you nod. It was nice to feel so cared about. Even if you kind of felt bad for intruding on their cuddling. Though neither of them seemed to mind. "Make sure you tell us if Monoma tries to contact you again, okay?" Kirishima asked, his voice firm, leaving no room for arguments. You nod again.

"I will." You promise, humming as he leaned down to kiss the top of your head. 

The three of you all relax into the couch as Bakugo turned whatever movie they'd been watching back on. This is nice. You tuck your cheek deeper into Kiri's chest, smiling as his hand smoothed over your arm. 

Something about this situations seems a little more than friendly, though. 

Notes:

This chapter's a bit shorter and I'm sorry! I'm going to try to get another one up tonight but no promises!

Also I wish you guys could have heard the guttural noise that I made when I woke up to all these new kudos and comments! I can't express my appreciation! I read every single one of your comments and they make me so happy. You guys are amazing!!! I hope you all had a fantastic day!!

Chapter 8

Notes:

This one gets a bit ~spicy~ but no full on smut yet but I hope you guys enjoy!!!
Thank you all for your lovely comments and kudos!! I hope everyone has an awesome day <3

"Eiji!" You call, shuffling across the hall to Kirishima's room. No answer. "Eijiro!" 

Pouting, you hug the little Red Riot doll as you head towards Bakugo's room, poking your head in. Nope.. but you did notice the little Dynamight doll on his nightstand. "Kitchen, Sunshine!" You hurry down the hall, holding the doll out excitedly. "You finished it?" Kiri asked, a huge grin on his face as he hurried to meet you in the living room. Nodding, you offer the doll to him, beaming proudly as he looked it over. "Wow, Y/N! It looks awesome! Thank you so much!" He hugged you tightly, peppering the top of your head with kisses while you just giggled happily. 

Something had shifted... But you couldn't quite put your finger on it. Kirishima seemed a lot more comfortable showing you affection, kissing the top of your head, playing with your hair, little things. Bakugo, too but less noticeable. A hand on the small of your back while he watched you cook, pinching your cheek when he teased you. But you had convinced yourself that you were over thinking it. They had just gotten more comfortable around you and were just being more friendly. Purely. Friendly.

"I'm glad you like it!" You grin, resting your chin on his chest to look up at him. 

He nods quickly. "I love it!" Pulling back, you sigh a little. 

"Now I gotta make a Deku." Nodding, you move back towards your room. You needed more yarn. And stuffing. And maybe some more hooks. 

Kiri was quick on your heels. "Wait, Deku?" He asked. 

You nod a bit, waving him into your room as you try to find your purse. "Yeah, when I ran into Shoto a couple weeks back I like... Word vomited everything about Monoma and he asked if I could make him a doll of Deku." Kiri glances under your bed, crouching down to grab the bag he'd seen. Obviously assuming it was your purse. It was not. "Hey! Ei, don't!" Your face explodes into a blush as he pulls out the bag. "Please put it back." 

And bless him, he looked so confused. Don't ask. Just put it back. "Sorry! I figured it was your purse," He said, gently pushing the bag back under your bed.

"It's not." You clear your throat as you lift up your laptop case, finding your purse under it. 

Kiri took a second before fucking asking. "What is it?" 

Your eyes widen a little as you look over at him. I mean it's not like I should even be embarrassed. I'm an adult woman... It's just kind of awkward to explain to your roommate... Fuck it. "My toys, Eiji." You say simply, hoping it was enough.... But he still looked confused. "My sex toys." His eyes widened significantly. 

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry." His face lit up as you laughed warmly. 

His embarrassment saved you from yours as he ran a hand through his hair, laughing weakly with you. "Don't worry about it." Chuckling, you swing your purse over your shoulder. "Want to come with me?" You ask, deciding to brush past what just happened. 

Kiri nodded a bit. "Sure! Where are we going?" He asked, following you out of your room, stopping to set his little Red Riot on his own night stand. 

"I need some more yarn and stuff so to the hobby store!" You cheer, grinning as he hurried to follow you, snatching his keys. "Ohh, I get to ride in your car?" He looked down at you as you waited for the elevator. 

"Of course! Speaking of which, shouldn't you have one?" He asks and you shrug a bit. 

Probably! And you'd been casually looking around for one, but you just hadn't found anything you liked. "Yeah, I've been looking occasionally. But I'm also kind of thinking about just saving up for a nice house." Pausing, you glance up at Kiri as he led you through the parking garage. "What about you guys? I know Sero and Mina bought their house and that's why you guys needed a roommate. And I'm not trying to pry, but don't you guys make more than enough to have your own place?" You ask as he opened the passenger door for you. 

He didn't reply until he was settled into the driver's seat. "We're actually having a house built." Oh that makes sense. "It should be done before the lease is up, but we needed a place to live until it's finished." Kiri glanced over to you, rubbing the back of his neck as you pointed out a turn he needed to make. "Would you want to come see it? We're going to check out the progress later this week." He offered.

"Sure! I bet it's gorgeous." You smile slightly, pointing to another turn. 

 

You hum, tapping your chin as you look between two different green yarns, Kirishima watching you closely as he held the basket full of a variety of yarns and hooks. "Which one do you think?" You mumble, nodding between the shades. "For his hair." Turning towards the man, you really expected him to just point at one without even looking. Dragging Monoma around the hobby store had always felt like pulling teeth. He never talked except to ask if you were finished. 

But, Kiri took a step towards you, looking between the colors. "This one. His hair always looks lighter on camera, but it's actually kind of dark." He nodded as you picked up the yarn, tucking it into the basket. 

"Sorry to keep dragging you around." You smile slightly at him, the gnawing feeling in the back of your head telling you that he was getting tired of you. 

He shook his head, though, motioning you on. "It's fine! It's cute seeing you get so excited." Your face flushed a bit as you walked towards another section, noticing a couple of stitch markers that were pretty cute. Sure, you had plenty... But these were cute. "What are those?" Kiri's voice made you look back up at your companion. 

"Stitch markers. Some times you have to increase or decrease at certain stitches, and you can hook these in so you keep track of where you're at. Some people can just count and remember, but I cannot." You laugh softly, picking up a couple and putting them in the basket. "I've tried a couple times and I always end up forgetting where I'm at." Kirishima nodded, watching your eyes scan over the wall of tools. 

While you were busy trying to remember if you needed anything else, you felt a weight on your shoulders. Glancing up, you realize it's Kiri's arm. He offered you another small smile before looking back to the wall. "What's that?" He pointed at something else and you quickly turn your attention to it. 

Eyeing the little device you hum slightly. "It's a row counter. They're used more for knitting."

"Wait, that's not what you do?" You laugh softly, starting to walk towards the register. 

"No, I crochet. They're different. Knitting's a lot harder in my opinion." You pause to motion towards the needles. "That's what you use for knitting. Crochet is the hooks." 

Kiri carefully sat the basket on the counter as you start rifling through your purse. "I've got it." You look up at him, about to refuse because you knew how much you'd gotten and you knew it wasn't going to be cheap but he gave you a look. "Don't worry about it!" He grinned at you as you closed your mouth. 

Your eyes widen a bit at the total, but Kirishima didn't even flinch, card already in hand. Once everything was bagged up, Kiri grabbing all the bags before you could even move, you were trotting along beside him through the parking lot. "You didn't have to do that, Eiji! I feel bad." You mumble as he nodded to his pocket. 

"Can you grab my keys?" He asked and you glance up at him for a second before realizing his hands were full. Right. Keys. "And I told you not to worry about it! I wanted to get this stuff for you." You sigh slightly before tucking your hand into his pocket, easily hooking a finger through the key ring and pulling them out before you could overthink how awkward it was to shove your hand in your friend's pocket. Well... It probably wouldn't have been weird if you didn't have a crush on him. So no real reason to even feel awkward about it, right? "Thanks Sunshine." Kiri said as you pressed the button to open the trunk. 

Nodding, you hover beside him as he piled the bags into the car. "Thank you." You say softly, smiling as he closed the trunk, moving to the door to open it for you. 

He chuckled, shaking his head. "No problem. You can pay me back by teaching me how to crochet, yeah?" He asked, closing your door before you could reply. 

"Wait, you want me to teach you?" You ask, eyes wide as he finally slid in beside you. He nodded again and you could feel your excitement bubbling up. No one had ever wanted you to teach them. "Really?" Your voice raised a little as he laughed. 

"Yeah! I like watching you do it, but I thought maybe it's something we could do together." He was blushing a bit, but you barely noticed, practically bouncing in your seat. 

Nodding happily, you grin over at him. "That sounds great!" You giggle a little as he reached over to plant a hand on your knee. If you hadn't been busy rambling about everything you were going to teach him, you probably would have questioned it, at least in your head. But, you were too excited to focus on anything but the list of things in your head that you wanted to show him. Maybe he could start making whales too and the apartment would be full of them! All the while, Kirishima just smiled, listening to you ramble.

 

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Your eyes skimmed over the final few pages of your novel, making sure everything was in order. Everything flowed together nicely. After sending this to your editor, Ayame, and reading over whatever corrections she made, you would be done. Other than approving the cover, you'd be able to take a break. The front door opened, but you didn't even bother looking up. Kiri and Bakugo had left a couple hours ago, so you knew it was them. They had asked you to come with them, but they were dressed pretty nicely so you assumed they were going on a date (how they could do that and avoid the cameras, you'd never know) besides, you were so close to being done. Plus you were planning on finding a nice vacation packet to buy for Ayame as a thank you. You couldn't imagine how stressed you made her, but luckily she was always more than happy to air her grievances. She probably deserved a break more than you and you wanted to make sure she took it. 

A groan is what tore your attention away from your work. You stare at your door, shuffling lower into your bed. "Fuck." Your eyes widen slightly as Bakugo's voice drifted through the door.

"You're the one that's been teasing me all night." Another low groan had your body twitching, fingers hovering over the keys of your laptop. "You did this to yourself, baby."

Headphones. You needed your headphones. Being as quiet as possible as not to alert your roommates to the fact that you were still awake (and maybe also to hear more because fuck.... But you weren't going to admit to that) you close your laptop, pushing it off your lap. "I wasn't fuckin-" Bakugo's sentence was cut off with a moan and you took a deep breath. Why is that so hot? Why couldn't they loudly fuck before I realized I liked them. This is a fucking nightmare. You quietly shuffle through your nightstand, ignoring your heart pounding in your ears as you finally fish out your headphones. 

Sure, roommates catch each other having sex all the time. You'd heard Mina and Sero go at multiple times when you stayed over at their house. But this was different and you felt so fucking guilty because you actually liked hearing them. Rubbing a hand over your face, you pop the headphones into your ears. Your fingers hover over your phone, ready to start blasting music when an even more muffled moan had you both questioning your morals and also squeezing your thighs together. 

It was probably just because it had been a while since you'd had sex. And even longer since you'd had good sex. Yup, that's the only reason you felt turned on. That had to be it. "Keep it down, Y/N could still be awake." Bakugo hissed. It sounded like they were right outside your door. 

They're really going to fuck in Kiri's room. Great. 

Kirishima laughed slightly. "So you don't want her to hear?" What the fuck did that mean? You quickly turn your music on, taking a few more deep breaths. 

Your brain was in overdrive. What did that mean? They wanted you to hear them have sex? Usually people are embarrassed by that. Wait, what if they had a voyeur kink? Was that even the right word? ...What if they wanted you to watch? Why didn't you mind that? The fuck is wrong with me? 

Wait. If they didn't care about you hearing... Would it be wrong to listen to them? It wouldn't be, right? You stare at your phone for a second before deciding it couldn't hurt to listen a little. Pausing your music, you flop back onto your bed. 

It was quiet for a minute before a low groan had you shuffling back towards your pillows. "Good boy." Oh my god. Your hand shoots to your mouth, your heart picking up once more as you fight the feelings of being incredibly turned on but also feeling like an absolute pervert. Pulling one of your headphones out allowed you to hear a slight gagging noise and you were amazed for a second at how thin the walls were. But you knew that, you'd spent months listing to Kiri ramble in his sleep about noth- "Yeah, choke on my cock. Come on, you can take a little more." A whine escaped your throat before you can stop it and you quickly shove the headphone back in your ear. 

There was no way you were going to be able to just quietly listen to them. But, you could quietly masturbate. You'd had to do that plenty of times after Monoma fell asleep. 

After a while of getting nowhere, you cautiously pause the video that wasn't even close to keeping your attention, quickly pausing the music that tried to continue. Part of you expected it to be quiet. But it was not. It sounded like the whole bed was shifting, the sound of skin hitting skin, but what really got to you was how fucking vocal they both were. Their moans and grunts shot straight between your legs, and suddenly you weren't worried about being a pervert anymore. All you could think about was how they sounded, your imagination running wild as you toss your phone to the side, covering your mouth with your free hand once you'd ripped your headphones out. You bite back a moan as you thrust two fingers into yourself, thumb pressing firmly on your clit. The only thought in your mind was how good they would feel around you. Inside you. 

"You're close, aren't you?" Bakugo's voice is gravelly and low and you bite into your hand to keep any sound from getting out. 

You weren't before, but you were certainly close now, fuck. Kiri's voice had you biting harder into your hand, your fingers speeding up just a bit. "So close-" He let out a small whine. "Harder." Your eyes flutter closed, ignoring the pain in your hand as your thighs twitch around your own arm. Another whimper slips out when you hear Bakugo fucking growl. Your kips involuntarily jerk towards your hand, the pressure in your stomach becoming unbearable as you chase your high. And you were so close. 

Both men let out low moans and that's all it took to tip you over the edge. Your teeth digging into your own skin as your hips rut against your had, feeling your walls clench around your own fingers as you swallow every sound that tried to come out. 

After a moment of regaining your sanity, you pull your hand out of your pants and unclenching your jaw from around your hand, wincing slightly at the teeth marks. No broken skin, though. It would be fine. Wiping both hands on your pants, you take a few more deep breaths. You felt disgusting. You'd just gotten off the the sounds of your roommates fucking. Who did that?

Carefully plugging your phone up and putting your headphones back in your night stand, you curl into your bed, pushing down the guilt. You needed to sleep. You could deal with all of this later.... Besides, it's not like they knew.

 

"Woah, this is nice!" You chirp, letting Kiri help you out of the car. 

Bakugo nods slightly as he rounds the car. "It's almost done." He mumbled, glancing to Kirishima before reaching down to tighten your scarf, fussing about how you were going to get cold. 

That morning's breakfast had gone well. No awkward air. And no one said anything about the night before. Which was perfect. You didn't want to talk about it, and if they were blissfully unaware, even better. "Come on, Y/N!" Kirishima grabs your hand, dragging you towards the front door. You expected him to let go once he unlocked the door, but instead, he just laced your fingers together, pulling you inside. 

Your eyes widen as you look around. It really was almost done. "Wow." 

"Let her go so she can look." Bakugo's voice was gentle as he addressed Kiri who reluctantly let go of your hand. You wander around the living area before the kitchen caught your attention. 

It was beautiful. More cabinet space than the apartment, big island. And the appliances were all brand new. You glance out the sliding door in the back. "Nice!" You mumble, looking over the massive back yard and pool. It almost met you jealous. But really, you were more excited for them! It was stunning. 

Bakugo was at your side, nodding. "I can't wait to move in." He admitted before wrapping an arm over your shoulders, leading you down the hallway. "There's a couple rooms down here. One's going to be our at home gym but I was thinking the other could be an office." He shrugged and you nod, glancing over your shoulder to make sure Kiri was close by. 

The taller man grinned at you, following behind closely. "An office? Neither of you work from home.... But I guess an office would still be good. Paperwork and all that." You poke your head in one of the doors as the men glance at each other. "This is really nice! I can see why you guys decided to build your own home." A small laugh escapes as you start towards the stairs. 

"Four bedrooms up here." Jesus. "We want to host all of our friends-" Kiri stopped as Bakugo interrupted him, both men lazily following you as you look around. 

"You want to host them." You and Kirishima roll your eyes a bit as you find the master bedroom. It had to be. It was huge. 

Unfinished, but it was massive! "Anyway. We want everyone to be able to stay if they drink. Maybe eventually they'll turn into kids' rooms." Your eyebrows raise slightly as you look into the bathroom, instant envy washing over you. 

The tub was huge and had fucking jets? And a giant waterfall shower? "Shit, I might have to build me a house too." You laugh warmly before turning to the men. "It's so pretty! I'm so excited for you guys!" They both grinned at you, happy you liked it so much. 

But Kirishima was the first to speak. "Well, if you do, you can always stay with us while it's being built." He offered and you laugh, feeling your phone vibrating in your pocket. 

"Nah, I couldn't put you guys out like that." It was sweet of them to offer though. 

Bakugo rolled his eyes, knocking the top of you head. "You're so dense. You're not an inconvenience to us, shitty woman. We like havin you around." Oh that felt nice. You couldn't help the giant, dumb grin on your face as you look between them, pulling your phone out as you thanked them for being so amazing before answering the unknown number. 

"Hello?" You hum, grinning as Bakugo wrapped an arm around your shoulders, Kirishima hurrying to your other side to grab your free hand. 

"Hi! Is this Y/N L/N?" You affirm your name, shaking your hand out of Kiri's to wrap around his waist, leaning against the blonde as the woman continued speaking. "Hey! I was just calling to let you know your dress is ready for pick up! And it's already been paid in full." You frown slightly before eyeing both men. 

Once you hang up, the three of you separate, starting down the stairs. "My dress is ready! Which one of you dickheads paid for it? I wouldn't take your card shopping because I was going to pay for it!" You grumble, crossing your arms as they watched you pout. 

Bakugo snorted. "Don't worry about it."

Kiri nodded, motioning you on. "Yeah! Let's just go pick it up! You gonna try it on for us?" He asked, his eyes lighting up.

But you shook your head. "No! You guys can see it next weekend." You stick your tongue out at him, jumping when Bakugo poked your ribs. 

Chapter 9

Notes:

Ayo! Slight instance of physical abuse.
It's right at the end so be aware!!
As always, you guys are absolutely amazing and I adore you all!!!

"Well god damn." You mumble, checking yourself out. Sure, the dress had been gorgeous in the store. Even better when you'd tried it on after the alterations. But the dress plus having your hair and makeup done? You felt like the baddest bitch on the planet. "Damn, I need to wear fancy dresses more often." You mumble to yourself, rubbing your hands down the front of your dress. 

After a couple more minutes, you finally make your way to the living room, both men were already dressed. And they looked phenomenal. Their suits fit them almost too fucking well. Bakugo looked like his pecs were literally about to pop the buttons of his shirt. And Kiri's pants were hugging his massive fucking thighs perfectly. Luckily, you kept control over your facial expressions, opting to smile at both of them as they finally looked at you.

Kiri's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he looked you over. "Holy shit." He mumbled. "You look..." He trailed off, trying to force the right word out of his mouth. 

"You look fucking gorgeous." Bakugo finished, still eyeing you. 

You could feel yourself blushing as they both continued to oogle you. "You guys look pretty great, yourselves!" You chirp, ignoring the twisting in your stomach as you crossed the living room towards them. They were not subtle when their eyes shot to your thigh when you walked. "Are we ready to go?" You ask, trying to calm your heart down. 

How could they feel so comfortable checking you out in front of each other? You couldn't imagine checking someone else out while in the same room with your fucking partner. Granted... You weren't exactly subtle when you checked them out. But they didn't really make it fair for you. Who wouldn't check two really hot guys off if they strut around the house shirtless? It was normal.

"Not quite." Bakugo cleared his throat as he pulled something out of his pocket, Kiri also fishing around in his pocket. What? Your eyes shifted between the two, landing on Bakugo as he wrapped something around your wrist, fiddling with it for a second before pulling his hands back. It was a bracelet. A really gorgeous chain with little orange gems evenly spaced around your wrist. 

Your eyes widened slightly, looking down as you felt a hand on your ankle. Kiri was wrapping another chain around your ankle, almost identical to the one on your wrist, but instead of orange stones, they were red. Man they're really good at making it feel like my heart's going to explode. "They're so pretty." You mumble, looking from your ankle to your wrist. "You guys didn't have to get me anything." But fuck, it felt nice. And it felt nice to have something from both of them. 

Man, I'm in way too deep at this point.

Both men lean down, pecking your cheeks while you were still gawking at your accessories. They pull back, laughing when you let out a whine. "That was so cute." You join their laughter, heart still beating out of your chest as you busy yourself with finding your heels. Man, I'm going to have an actual heart attack by the end of tonight.

 

Your eyes widen as Bakugo stopped the car. There were so many fucking cameras. Time to put on a show. You let out a breath as Kiri opened your door, helping you out. Cameras started flashing and you felt sick. This felt way too familiar. Way too familiar. 

But, before you could over think yourself into a possible panic attack, Bakugo and Kirishima were both offering their arms to you. Kiri was grinning down at you, Bakugo looking somewhere between irritated and happy. Seeing them helped calm your nerves and it just felt so natural to slip your arms into theirs. And it didn't feel like you were trying to put on a show. You were just... Actually happy to be there with them. It was weird, but you really liked it. "Dynamight! Red Riot!" The three of you looked over as a reporter called to them. "We've never seen you two with a date! Who's the lucky lady?" The woman asked, a huge grin on her face, obviously excited about being the first to get to ask.

Had they really never brought dates? Well, they'd been together since high school, so that actually made sense. You open your mouth to give your name when Bakugo continued pulling you all forward, past the woman. "Our girlfriend." He barked over his shoulder and you choked on air. 

Kirishima's eyes widened, looking past you to his boyfriend as the reporter started following the three of you, asking questions. "Kats, you can't just say shit like that." Kiri grumbled. "The press outside is always really annoying." The red head looked down at you, offering a small smile. 

Oh, yeah. That's the part I was thinking about, thanks.

"I can say what I want. What do you think the tabloids are gonna write?" Bakugo pointed out. 

You roll your eyes a little. "I mean, that's fair but jeez. Give me a little warning next time you pretend I'm your girlfriend." You laugh it off, wiggling out of their grip when you spot Mina inside. 

Bakugo shook his head a little, watching you race to the woman. "Fuckin dense." He grumbled, him and Kiri hot on your heels. 

"God damn!" Mina whistled. "Gimme a spin! You look amazing!" She grinned widely as you spun around for her. Her eyes lock onto your wrist, snatching it up and looking at your bracelet. 

Sero just watched, an amused smile on his face. "Hey Sero!" You laugh, screaming as Mina forced your ankle up to look at the anklet. 

"Hey Y/N." He chuckled, nodding to Bakugo and Kirishima as they finally caught up with you. "Hey guys!" Sero greeted as Mina chatted your ear off. 

"So pretty! Did the guys give them to you?" You nod happily as she finally dropped your foot. "Mmhmm." She grinned over at them. "Hey! How've you two been?" She asked, watching the two return to your sides quickly. 

Kirishima nodded happily. "Great!"

"You literally saw us two days ago, Racoon Eyes." Bakugo snipped. 

You laugh a little at them, feeling much better now that you were around more people you knew. "Yeah, yeah." Mina waved the blonde off before snatching your hand. "Bye, I'm stealing her." She said, dragging you off before they could complain. "Wow, I didn't realize how much they'd really taken to you!" You eye her as she found the bar, leading you towards it. She didn't even give you the chance to ask before she was elaborating. "They really stick close to you, huh?" She giggled before waving to the bartender. 

"I... Guess? They always stick close when we're out." You mumble. And they did! No matter if it was getting groceries, or going on hikes, they always stayed around arms length. You just figured they were protective of their friends. 

But Mina whirled on you, shoving a drink into your hand. "Out?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. 

Blinking, you nod. Why was she being so weird? Come to think of it, she'd been weird about them since dress shopping. There was always something in her voice... Like she knew something you didn't. "Yeah. Like... Out. Grocery shopping and stuff?" You elaborate, watching her hum and nod. 

Taking a swig of your drink, Mina was questioning you again. "So... Still both of them? Not one over the other?" You roll your eyes at her question.

"It's a stupid crush, Mina." Plus they are literally together. "But yeah, both of them." You finish under your breath, but apparently not low enough because she was grinning at you like an idiot. "Oh my god, can we please find your boyfriend and my boys?" The moment it leaves your mouth, you wished you could have sucked it back in. Because she was practically bouncing. 

"Your boys? That's so cute!" She cheered, helping you weave through people. 

Except without holding onto you, it was apparently pretty easy to get separated. And you did. Standing in the middle of a massive room with fucking pro heroes. "Fuck. Me." You mumble, trying to look over the crowd with absolutely no luck. Sipping on your drink, you wander. You'd eventually find someone. And luckily, it didn't take long. Sure, it wasn't who you were wanting to find, but he'd work. "Oh, hi Shoto!" You smile, touching the man's arm to alert him to your presence. 

He turned towards you quickly. "Y/N. It's nice to see you again." No smile. But he sounded friendly enough. "And thank you for the doll. It came in Wednesday." He continued and you nod. 

"Glad you like it! Deku's costume wasn't easy but it was a fun challenge." Your hands wrap around your drink as you continue searching for your friends in your peripherals. However, you wouldn't complain about the next familiar face. "Speak of the devil." You mumble as Deku himself made his way over to you and Shoto. "Hi there! I'm Y/N L/N!" You greet happily, offering your hand to him. 

He looks a lot smaller on TV. He shook your hand quickly, eyes widening in recognition. "Oh, you're the one that punched Sho!" You could feel yourself blush as you weakly nod. "And you made the crochet doll! He showed it to me, it's amazing!" 

Grinning up at  him, you nod. "That's me! And thank you! I take pride in my work." You laugh softly, eyes snapping up as a familiar figure stomped towards you. "There you are!" You don't even give Bakugo the chance to say anything before you bolt to his side, tucking yourself under his arm. "I lost Mina." He rolled his eyes. 

"That's why you stick with either me or Ei, Princess." He mumbled before glancing up. "Deku. Icy Hot." He greeted. 

Deku's head tilted slightly in confusion. "Hey Kacchan." He said slowly. 

Your eyes widen as you look up at the blonde. "Kacchan? That's fucking adorabl-"

"Don't even think about it." 

Before you knew it, Bakugo had led you both back to your friends, a couple new faces in the mix. "This her?" The blonde, Chargebolt, asked, grinning at you. The woman at his side opened her mouth to say something, but he was in your face before you could even blink. "Man, no wonder those two don't stop talking about you." He eyed you for a second before being literally shoved back by Bakugo. 

Wait a fucking second... What two? Because I can't imagine Mina and Sero talking about me. 

Your eyes shift to Kirishima as he reached over, grabbing your hand and dragging you towards him and Bakugo fumed. "Kaminari." Kiri nodded to the blonde who was now hiding behind the new woman. "That's his girlfriend Jiro. She can be kind of shy but she doesn't mean anything by it." You nod a little. You could understand that. 

 

It didn't take long before everyone was sitting down and chatting happily. "Hey, Y/N!" Kaminari leaned forward on the table to look over at you. "You made those cute little dolls for those two, right?" He motioned towards Mina and Sero. You nod enthusiastically. 

"I also made these two one and a Deku one for Shoto." It made you really happy that apparently your silly crochet dolls were apparently pretty fucking popular. 

Kaminari nodded a little. "Think you could make one of me and Jiro?" He asked, a huge grin on his face. It was a genuinely happy smile. Almost reminded you of Kirishima's smile... But his didn't make your stomach do somersaults. 

You nod happily. "I'm sure I could!" Bakugo's arm looped around the back of your chair casually. "I didn't realize people would like them so much." Kiri's hand lazily rested on your thigh, thumb rubbing across the exposed skin. 

Oh this is nice. "Of course! They're adorable! And you work so hard on them." Kirishima smiled down at you. 

Jiro nodded. "Yeah, it's easy to tell that you put a lot of thought into them. I thought Mina's had been made in a factory." You blush, looking down at your lap. It felt nice to be praised, but fuck, you weren't used to it. 

The hand on your leg squeezed softly, Bakugo rubbing over your shoulder. Both actions caused the blush to worsen but also made you feel a bit better. When you looked back up at the table, Mina winked at you over her drink. 

The entire table was quiet as the top ten announcements started. Somewhere along the way, you'd ended up with one hand on Kirishima's leg, the other on Bakugo's. You grinned at each friend as their name was called and they made their way to the stage. You'd never really cared much for the hero culture.... And you didn't think you really did now.... But it was important to Kiri and Bakugo. And if it was important to them, it was important to you.

Oh for fuck's sake. I'm in love with these idiots.

Your grip tightens a bit on both of them at the realization. Both of them rest their hands over yours, Bakugo just holding onto you, Kiri rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand. The table was empty by the time Kiri's name was called and you grin up at him as he stands, straightening his suit before leaning down to peck your cheek, squeezing Bakugo's shoulder as he passed, the blonde reaching up to grab the larger man's hand gently before watching him walk towards the stage.

Bakugo looked back to you as you bounce with excitement. It was honestly horribly boring. But Kiri was happy and when Bakugo's name was called after him, it felt like you were bursting with pride, grinning as he mimicked Kirishima's actions, kissing your cheek before making his way down. You were so happy, even after Deku was named the number one hero, you just sat there, grinning like an idiot. 

Your boys were so happy and you were so proud... Until a hand touched your shoulder. 

Whipping around, your smile fell instantly. Monoma smiled slightly at you, nodding towards the door. "We need to talk." He said, his voice gentle. 

Like hell you did. "No we don't. Go away." You growl, about to turn back towards the stage, wanting to watch your friends speak. 

But Monoma held up his phone. It was a picture. Of you. Naked. "I'll send this to every tabloid in the area to let them know how the number two and three's girlfriend really is. I'm sure that would be really good for them. I'm only asking for five minutes. Outside. Alone." He locked his phone, tucking it away in his pocket. "They won't even notice your gone. The reporters swarm them once they're off the stage. Now. Come on." His voice was still low but you were fuming. 

Silently, you nod, taking a breath before following him through the crowd and outside. Luckily there were others getting up and walking around so it wasn't too obvious.... But Fuck, he could have picked a better time! Once outside, Monoma lead you around the corner, away from any possible prying eyes. Apparently the outside reporters were taking a break, probably knowing that no one would be coming and going at this point. Because who walked out in the middle of the top ten announcement? "Now." Monoma started once you both were at the side of the massive building. 

Too bad for him he'd pissed you off beyond belief. "No." You cross your arms, adjusting your jaw as you stare at him. "No, you don't get to talk. I listened to you talk for almost a fucking year. Now you're going to shut your fucking mouth and let me talk." Stepping towards him, you take a sharp breath, the anger practically seeping through your pores. "I dumped you because you're a manipulative asshole. And even now, you're still trying to manipulate me, but I'm not doing it anymore. Leaving you has been the best decision I have made in my entire life. But now.... Now! When I'm happier than ever, you decide to show up while I'm watching my boys accept their ranks, show me a picture of me naked that you took without my knowledge and... What?" Honestly, you were kind of confused. What was his end game? Planting a hand on your hip you take another step towards him. "What were you thinking you were going to get out of this? That I'd start crying and begging you not to send it? Fucking do it! I'm a grown fucking woman. I can put on my big girl panties and tell every single tabloid what happened. That Neito Monoma was a whiny little bitch about our breakup so he sent a picture of me, that he did not get my consent to take, to a bunch of people. That'll go well for you." You snort, shaking your head at him.

It felt... So good. It was like you were high. Nothing could possibly feel as good as telling Monoma off. That's what you decide as you keep going. Pushing just a bit too far. "You're manipulative, sure... But you're fucking stupid." The venom in your words feels amazing. 

You heard the slap before you even realized it was you that had been struck.

Did..... Did he really just hit me?

Chapter 10

At first, you were just... Stunned. Once you realized that Monoma really had hit you, all you could do was stare at him as he went on his rant. "This is how fucking insane you make me feel." He barked, pacing in front of you. "You act like such a fucking baby. And then you have the audacity to try to buck up to me when I've spent the better part of this year treating you like a queen." Your eyes almost shot out of your head at that.

Maybe you'd been around Bakugo a little too long... Maybe Monoma had finally snapped any sense of sympathy you felt for him. But the only thing going through your mind as you watched him pace and ramble about how well he treated you was I'm going to fucking kill him.

You just stand there, continuing to watch the man until he finally stormed directly up to you, practically nose-to-nose with you. "Do you even care how much you've hurt me?" He hissed. Shrugging slightly, you knee him as hard as you can between the legs. 

"You think I've hurt you?" You can't help but laugh a little as he hunched over. "You literally broke me down so bad that I actually fucking believed you! I thought you were the only one in the world who would give a shit about me." Once he was finally standing again, a pained look still very present on his face, you shove him backwards, heart pounding in your ears. "But you were fuckin wrong. And the moment I realized that, you couldn't control me anymore and you hate that, don't you?" You snort a little, taking another step towards him. "You're nothing to me. Send out my nudes. I don't give a shit. Do your worst. You're never, ever going to control me again." He let out a huff, barreling towards you. 

Maybe you should have just gone back inside after kneeing him in the nuts. Because the moment he was close enough, he made it very clear that there was no way you were going to be able to overpower him. One of his hands planted on your chest, shoving you backwards, the other balled at his side. You felt your head bounce against the wall behind you, but Monoma didn't give you time to recover before he was in your face. "You are mine. Do you fucking understand that?" His hand shifted to your throat. But you shook your head. You were done. You weren't about to give him that satisfaction. Another slap had your ears ringing. Unfortunately for you, he had you pretty well pinned. Trying to move was pretty much useless but you tried. At least until the hand at your throat tightened. "I never wanted to do this." He was gritting his teeth as he glanced over your face. "But sometimes a bitch needs to be reminded of her place. And I think you've had quite enough fun, don't you?" He asked. 

Rolling your eyes caused his hand to pull back again. "How do you think this is going to end well for you?" You ask, your voice a bit hoarse. "Cause... You're going to have to kill me if you don't want me telling everyone about this. Not to mention, you underestimate my fucking friends. They're going to notice I'm gone." A small wince escaped you as he tightened his hold again. 

"Oh, I won't have to kill you." He shrugged, his smile returning as he looked down at you. "A few days all by yourself and you'll be begging me for any attention I give you." Your eyes widen slightly. "Who's going to come looking for you? Parents are gone. Maybe your friends, but they're going to be so busy. Hero work is no joke, Y/N." Is he... Is he planning on kidnapping me? That made you panic. "Oh, are you scared now? I can feel your heartbeat." He pressed his fingers into the side of your neck, cutting off the blood flow to your neck. "Now, are you going to come willingly? Or do I have to knock you out? Because I really don't want to damage you any more than I already have." His voice almost sounded soft as he trailed over your cheek, sending pain across your face. Was there a cut? 

His eyes finally locked back onto yours, waiting for your answer. You just stare at him, light headed and nauseous. Finally you gave your answer, spitting directly in his face, opening your mouth to scream when an explosion made you both flinch. "Get your fuckin hands off of her!" Bakugo. And he sounded absolutely feral. All you did was blink and Momona was being ripped off of you. Which was great, but between the blood rushing to your head, you trying to get a good breath in, and the pain in the back of your head, your knees gave out. 

Kirishima had you before you hit the ground though. "Ow." You mumble, groaning as he helped you to the ground gently. 

"Are you okay?" He sounded so panicked. 

Somewhere behind you, you heard blows landing, as well as small explosions. If someone didn't stop him he was going to kill Monoma. Which... You didn't think you'd really care, at this point. But the repercussions wouldn't be pretty. "I will be. Stop him." You motion to where you heard the scuffle... Well... it wasn't even that, Bakugo was just beating the man into a fucking pulp. 

Kiri glanced down the alley, carefully leaning you against the wall before bolting towards the two, physically pulling Bakugo off. "I know but you have to stop." He tried to reason with the blonde. "Look, he's done. He's out. Now stop." You finally turn your head towards them, taking deep breaths, trying to ease the light-headed feeling. Jesus. Kiri hadn't been kidding. Monoma was out. It looked like he'd been knocked out pretty quickly. And his face. God, you thought you were good with gore, but that just made you sick. 

Puke. Gotta puke. You groan, leaning forward onto your hands to empty your stomach. I fucking hate puking. An excessively warm hand landed on your back, rubbing softly. Another hand gathered your hair out of your face, holding it up and away as you threw up. 

 

"You've got a little concussion." You glance up at the doctor as Mina rubbed her hand over yours softly. "I'm going to give you something to help with the nausea and the pain and then we'll get you discharged, okay?" He smiled down at you before walking out. 

You'd already talked to the police. And then they'd forced you to go to the emergency room. Apparently the cut on your cheek needed stitches. And they needed to make sure there wasn't any damage from your head hitting the wall. Bakugo and Kiri had tried to ride in the ambulance with you, but the police forced them to stay and talk to them so Mina had come with you, Sero following behind shortly after. "Are you okay, sweetie?" Mina asked softly. 

How did you even answer that? Your crazy ex had lured you into a fucking trap. And sure, you were proud of yourself for standing up to him.... But fuck, was it worth all this? "Yeah, I'm good." You smile softly at her. "Ready for the nausea medicine. Thanks, by the way." You look towards Sero who already had a fresh puke bag ready. He gave a thumbs up before glancing out the glass door. 

"Hey, Bakugo and Kiri's here." He said, opening the door to alert them to your room while Mina quickly moved. 

You were about to ask why she'd moved when you were being smothered. Both men hugging you tightly. "You fuckin idiot." Bakugo growled in your ear as you tried to wriggle your arms free to return the hugs. "You scared the shit outta us." 

Kiri was the first to pull back, looking you over, his eyes landing on your stitched cheek. "Are you alright?" He asked softly, the blonde also pulling back to look at you. You'd never seen either of them look scared. But that was the only way to describe how they were looking at you. Like they were fucking terrified. 

And you tried to smile and tell them it was okay. You were fine. Just like you had with Mina. But you just couldn't. The tears that you'd been holding in finally sliding down your cheeks, stinging the wound as you shook your head. Both of them were wrapped around you again, holding you tightly as you cried. All the fear the adrenaline had kept down finally breaking through as you nuzzled your face into Kirishima's chest, the hand on Bakugo's back clutching at his shirt. You heard the door open and close, but didn't think much about it. 

After a few minutes of just... Holding each other and crying, your stomach forced you to push them away. "Gotta puke again." You pant out, looking to where Sero had been. But Bakugo was already holding a bag up to your mouth. Kiri grabbed your hair, one hand holding it away from your face while both men rubbed your back. "Water." You manage out, Kiri offering your hair to Bakugo before jumping up to grab the little cup beside the sink. 

Once the bag had been disposed of and you'd chugged the water, you lay back on the uncomfortable hospital gurney. "'m sorry for ruining your night." You whisper, taking a deep breath as the door opened. 

"You didn't. So don't start that." Kiri said firmly, smiling up at the nurse as she walked in, two prefilled needles in her hands. 

Thank god. "Where are they going?" You ask as the men move out of the way. 

She hummed softly, scanning your wristband before stepping back. "In your hips." She made a face. "Sorry." Hips. She meant the top of your ass, but you guessed they couldn't exactly say that. The nurse eyed the men on the other side of the gurney as you slide off of it, already pulling it up so she could get to where she needed. "Do you want them to step out?" She asked, her voice soft. 

Oh. Right. Your whole ass was about to be out. "Not really but if you guys are uncomfortable, I get it." You mumble but they both shake their heads. 

The first shot was nothing. Barely even a poke. The second one, though. That one made you want to punch the nurse. "Sorry." She said gently, still shooting the medicine into you. "This one's thick. But it should help, okay?" You nod slightly, wincing as she finally pulled the needle out, helping you situate your dress. "I'm going to go grab your papers and you can head home, okay? Who's driving?" Kiri put his hand up as you flop back onto the gurney. 

"Thanks for riding with her, Mina." You could hear Kiri, but you were busy enjoying being carried by Bakugo. The medicine had hit a lot harder than you expected and by the time you were ready to leave, you were fucking loopy. And the moment you started wobbling, Bakugo had scooped you up without question. 

Mina nodded, looking over to where you were grinning like an idiot, nuzzling into the blonde's chest. His pecs were comfy. And he was so fucking warm. "You know, she's going to say yes." She whispered and Kiri looked over at you, nodding slightly. 

Huffing, he unlocked the car, opening the back door. Bakugo crouched down to let you hug Mina before helping you into the car, closing the door once you were settled. "Yeah, well. Tonight's not exactly a good fuckin time, is it?" He barked, rolling his eyes as Mina hugged him, patting her back firmly. 

Sero waved at them both while Mina hugged Kiri. "Just sayin." She shrugged, waving them off as they climbed into the car. 

 

You must have passed out at some point. That was the only explanation for you waking up to Kirishima tucking you into your bed. "Hey." You mumble, searching around for Bakugo to see him tossing your dress onto your chair. 

"We got you into your pajamas, I hope that's okay." Kiri pushed your hair back softly and you nod. You were wayyy too tired to care. He nodded slightly, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "Get some rest, okay Sunshine?" You nod again, smiling at them both as they start towards your door. 

But watching them leaving made you panic a bit. Probably a normal reaction after everything that had happened that night. "Wait." You whimper slightly, hands clenching around your blankets. "Can you stay?" Your eyes close at how pathetic you sound. 

They both stop though. "Which one?" Bakugo asks, turning to look at you. 

"Both of you? I know it might be cramped but-" You look up to see them both nodding. 

"Let us get changed, okay?" Kirishima smiled over at you and you nod, relaxing a little. They would be right back. They weren't gone. You weren't alone. 

You glance down at yourself, smiling at the pajamas. They were really good friends... But what kind of friends acted the way they did? You couldn't imagine Mina beating someone half to death because they hurt you... No, tonight wasn't the night to deal with all of this. Maybe tomorrow. When you felt better, hopefully. "Scoot over." You glance up as Bakugo motioned for you to scoot back. Kiri was already behind you, shuffling under your blankets. You quickly do as Bakugo asked, making enough room for him. "Jeez, we're gonna need a bigger bed." He mumbled under his breath before hooking an arm around your waist, pulling you against him. You hum softly before frowning. 

"Eiji." You grumble, reaching behind him to grab his arm, trying to tug him closer. He chuckled softly before scooting closer to you, his chest firmly against your back, arm looping around your hips. "Perfect." A small sigh escapes you as you relax against them. You couldn't imagine anything in your life making you feel as safe as being right there, between them. Even with the brain fog of the concussion and medicine, something in you just felt right. 

Notes:

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And please don't worry about me! I'm absolutely taking care of myself! Writing has always been one of my favorite hobbies and it's a huge stress reliever for me! So really, by writing, I AM taking care of myself lol!
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Chapter 11

1 in the afternoon. That's when you finally woke up the next day. Groggy and still a bit dizzy. Humming slightly, memories of the night before swarm to the forefront of your brain. "Owie." You wince, touching your cheek. You force yourself out of the bed, shuffling towards the bathroom. Man, he got me good. Was he wearing rings or something? Poking at your cheek, you hiss. You needed a bath... But fuck, you were still really dizzy. A bath was out of the question for now. So you do what you can with just the sink before going to the living room. It was really quiet.... "Where's Katsuki?" You grumble, seeing Kirishima lounging on the couch. 

He jumped up at your voice, rushing to stand in front of you. "Hey, are you okay?" His voice was low, probably worried about you having a headache. "He had to go back to the police station." 

Your eyes widen a little. "Oh god. Please don't tell me Monoma died and now they're arresting him." You blurt out, unable to stop yourself. It was a possibility in your brain. Monoma looked like he was barely hanging on the night before. 

Kirishima laughed, though. "No. They wanted to talk to you, but you were still asleep. So he went. You know how he gets." He rolled his eyes. "Now, are you okay?" His hands lifted to rub over your shoulders. 

"Still dizzy." You admit, letting him lead you to the couch. "And my cheek hurts like a bitch." Kiri grabbed your waist before you could sit beside him, dragging you down to sit between his legs, resting his head on your shoulder. 

You look up at him, confused. "This okay?" He asked and you nod a little. It was. But... This was kind of... Not friendly? More something you'd do to like... Your partner? But you shrug it off, snuggling back into his chest as he wrapped an arm around you. This is nice. "Just relax. You had a long night." Kiri's voice is still so gentle as he picked his phone back up. He had a point. God, you felt so bad for ruining their night. It had been so much fun before... Monoma. You'd been so stupid. Sniffling, you look down at the arm around your waist, rubbing it softly. Kiri planted a small kiss on your shoulder. "What's wrong?" 

Taking a deep breath, you shrug. "I feel like I ruined you and Kats's night. Like you got your ranks and then you spent the rest of it taking care of me." You shake your head a little. "Mina and Sero too. I fucking puked on Sero." Kiri coughed to cover a laugh. 

"You absolutely did not ruin our night, Sweetheart." Kirishima tightened his hold on you, burying his face into your neck. "The only thing I regret is that we couldn't stop you from getting hurt. Having you at our side all night and then you trusting us enough to let us take care of you was amazing. I just hate how it happened." He pulled back, gently kissing over the back of your head. "The moment you got hurt, none of us cared about the gala anymore. We just wanted you to be okay. Maybe puking on Sero wasn't ideal, but I bet Kats will get a kick out of it." You laugh softly, imagining Katsuki laughing loudly at the image of you puking all over the poor man. 

Relaxing a bit, you tilt your head back to rest against his shoulder. "He'll laugh his ass off." You agree, grinning as Kiri kissed your cheek. 

I gotta move out. You decided, watching Kiri scroll through Amazon, looking at office shit. Desks and all that. I'm going to break my own heart if I don't. You knew that. You knew that cuddling with either of them or worse, both of them, would make this so much harder... But you just couldn't pull yourself away from the redhead. "What do you think of this one?" You look at the desk Kirishima had pulled up. 

It was fine. "Eh. It's okay." You shrug a little. "Kind of basic." He raised an eyebrow. 

"It's.... A desk?" He said, confused. 

You'd had a desk picked out for months for when you had your own office. "Yeah, but like... There's no room to put pictures or anything. It's... just a desk." He still looked confused so you pull your phone out from your pajama pocket, opening up your office list, not noticing the way his eyebrows quirk slightly when he saw it. "Like this! I could put my whales and stuff all over this without getting in the way of my computer.... Though I guess you guys won't really spend much time in your office so space like that won't matter." You shrug slightly, glancing over the other things you'd saved. 

Kirishima hummed softly, the noise vibrating against your back. "Can you send that list to me?" He asked and you glance up at him. 

Why? I mean, sure, I put a lot of cute shit in here... But why? You nod, sending it to him. "Why?" You question as he opens the link, eyeing a few things you'd saved.

"You need an office." He said, noticing you still staring at him. "So you've planned out an office. We have no idea what an office would even need." He finishes quickly. 

Ohh... That made sense. 

 

By the time Bakugo finally got home, you were watching Kirishima finish crocheting his first whale. And it looked great! You were really proud. "Welcome home!" You call happily, not turning your eyes from the work, "Now just kinda sove the rest of the yarn in. I like to stab it through the top with the small ones. Less chance of the tail coming out." You watch him do as you told him, Bakugo rounding the couch to sit on the other side of the couch, watching you both. "Yup. Now, pull the end and cut as close to the body... Yeah!" You grin. 

Kirishima held the whale out towards Bakugo. "Look!" He grinned as the other man took the whale, looking it over. 

"Wow, it looks just like Y/N's." He chuckled a little, tossing it back to Kiri. "Good job." He reached over to squeeze Kiri's knee before eyeing you between his legs. Oh this is probably weird. You move to get up when Bakugo opens his arms towards you. "My turn." He barked, waiting for you to come to him. Wait... What? Kiri pulled his arm off of you, effectively releasing you. 

Did you want to cuddle Bakugo? Absolutely.... But also what... The fuck? 

Slowly, you crawl towards him. "Where do you want me?" You ask, yelping slightly as he snatched you and dragged you to his lap, arms wrapping tightly around your waist. 

Bakugo plopped his chin on top of your head before holding one arm out. "C'mere. I got two arms, dumbass." Kiri quickly slid down the couch, lifting your legs to lay across his lap as you both rest against Bakugo's chest. This shouldn't feel so fucking good. "Now. I want you to tell me what exactly happened last night." Bakugo pinched your hip softly. 

Frowning you sigh, feeling Kirishima rub a hand over your leg softly. "Okay. So I was watching you guys get your ranks. Everything was great, but then Monoma popped up out of nowhere. He told me he wanted to talk. I told him no. Then he shows me a picture he took of me while we were having sex that I did not know about. Kinda freaked me out at first because he was threatening to send them to the tabloids and since you two had been seen with me, you know... So we went outside and he tried to talk but I was so mad. Like... I was watching my boys accept their ranks and he really dragged me away for some dumb shit. So I told him off." You felt Bakugo nod against your head, Kiri's hand stopping its motions to rest on your thigh. "And then he slapped me. I was just... Stunned for a minute so he took the chance to start his manipulative gaslighting shit. So I kneed him in the balls and when he stood back up I shoved him." You paused to take a breath, nipping at the inside of your cheek. 

But Bakugo's arm tightened around you. "That's our fuckin girl." He mumbled proudly. 

You smile a little at his words. "But that just pissed him off. And he's a lot stronger than me. So he pushed me against the wall and was in my face, telling me how I belonged to him and all this crazy shit... And then he pretty much told me that he was going to kidnap me and that no one would look for me." You had to pause at that, choking on your words, but the growl coming from Bakugo and the way Kirishima's hand tightened around your flesh reminded you that those words weren't true. They would look for you. They would have found you. Taking another deep breath, you continue. "He asked me if I was going to come with him or if he was going to have to knock me out... So I spit in his face.... And then we heard you." You look up at Bakugo. 

He nodded a bit. "And I almost killed him." He finished, smiling as you laugh. It wasn't even that it was funny. It was just... How ridiculous the whole thing was. 

"And I can't thank you guys enough for being there for me." You smile a little, nuzzling deeper into Bakugo's chest, hand finding Kiri's. "You guys... Are absolutely amazing. I'm so lucky to have you two in my life. God damn it." Another laugh escapes you as you wipe at your eyes, pushing the tears away. Man this is going to fucking hurt when the lease is up. "Thank you guys for being the best friends anyone could ever ask for." You smile a bit, unaware of the two sets of rolling their eyes. 

Bakugo's hand rubbed over your back softly. "Yeah, yeah." He mumbled. 

After another hour or so of just sitting there, bullshitting with each other, you passed out. Between the concussion and the small bit of drugs still in your blood stream, you needed more sleep. "Oi... You asleep, Princess?" Bakugo asked, looking down at you. 

Kirshima chuckled, reaching up to brush his thumb over your uninjured cheek. "Nah, she's out." He smiled slightly at you, sleeping like a baby on Bakugo's chest. 

"We fell in love with an idiot. You realize that, right?" The blonde snorted, running a hand through your hair softly. 

Kiri shook his head. "She's not an idiot... She's just.... Oblivious." He corrected, smiling as Bakugo rolled his eyes.

 

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"I get my stitches out tomorrow." You look over at Bakugo from where you sat on the counter. He was cooking. And whatever it was, it smelled amazing. 

He nodded slightly. "That's fast." He mumbled, his back flexing as he shook the pan. 

You return the nod, dropping your legs off the edge. "They said it was just deep enough for stitches. If it wasn't for the second hit, I probably wouldn't need them." Shrugging slightly, you scroll through your phone. It was only Tuesday, but the rumors were going crazy. About you, Bakugo, and Kiri. About Monoma and you. About Bakugo and Monoma. It was kind of a mess. 

Which explained why Kiri wasn't home. He had an interview where he was hoping to clear a few things up. At least they got the sensible one. "I should have killed him." Bakugo growled as he turned towards you, leaving the pan alone. His eyes bore into you as you set your phone down to look at him.

"No, you shouldn't have." He made a face, stepping towards you. "If we lived in a lawless society, then sure." He nudged your knees apart to get closer to you, slotting between your legs. "But, if you had killed him, you would have ended up in ja-" He leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours firmly. 

Your heart picked up instantly and you quickly returned the kiss without even thinking about it. Because fuck. His hands slid up to your thighs, massaging the flesh, smirking into the kiss as you let out a little whimper. You slowly slip your arms around his neck. His teeth on your bottom lip is what brought you back to reality. 

He's in a fucking relationship, idiot! 

You shove him off of you, eyes wide. He kissed you.... He kissed you knowing he was with your roommate. You kissed him back! "Calm down." His hands rest on either side of your hips, looking up at you.

"Calm down?!" You laugh a little, confused and mortified at yourself. You had never even been so much as interested in someone once you realized they were in a relationship! Because being cheated on sucked! And you were not about to be the other person. "You kissed me!" You scoot back on the counter. 

Bakugo let out a small huff. "You're... Impossible. You kissed me back." He pulled away from the counter, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

"I'm not the one with a boyfriend!" You snap, jumping off the counter, ready to bolt to your bedroom and hide there until Kiri got home.

Except the door opened while you were mid-panic. Shit, he's home. That was not enough time to gather your thoughts. "Hey!" Kiri's voice made you squeak. He walked into the kitchen, pausing when he noticed your panicked state and Bakugo looking irritated. "Uhh... Did I miss something?" He asked, looking between the two of you.

This is it. This is where I break my roommates up and feel like a terrible person for the rest of my life.

Bakugo spoke before you got the chance. "I kissed her. She's freaking out." No shit I'm freaking out!

Kirishima gave Bakugo a look. "You really couldn't have waited until I got home?" What? You turn to stare at the redhead as he peeled off his jacket. 

"You didn't see her. She looked really fuckin cute sittin on the counter." The blonde shot back as Kiri turned towards you. 

"Oh, you really are freaking out." He noticed, quickly hurrying to your side. "Hey, calm down. No one's mad at you." He promised. But at this point you didn't know if you were more confused or more anxious. 

Probably more confused. Why wasn't Kiri pissed? Why was he so calm? Wait... What did he mean by waiting until he got home? "Couch. You need to sit down." He carefully nudged you towards the couch. "Turn off the stove." He nodded to Bakugo. 

It felt like your brain was back in that drugged/concussed stage. Because you had no fucking idea what was happening. Why had Bakugo kissed you? Why was Kirishima perfectly fine with that? What the fuck was happening? 

Both men stood in front of you. Bakugo's arms crossed across his chest, Kiri's hands on his hips. "We need to talk." Kirishima sighed softly. 

"We want to be with you, you fucking dense woman." Bakugo barked. 

I'm sorry.... What?

Chapter 12

Notes:

SMUT

Graphic descriptions of sex in this chapter. Please skip if you're uncomfortable.

"You... Huh?" God, you sounded so dumb. And if it weren't for how confused you were, you probably would have hated yourself for it. 

Bakugo was pinching the bridge of his nose again. Kiri took the lead in explaining, though, his shoulders slumping. "Both of us. Want to be with you. We want you to be our girlfriend." He explained... But your brain was having a hard time catching up. "We've both loved you for a while now, Y/N." He admitted, smiling down at you. "And we've talked about it, together, and we both want to be with you. And for you to be with us. Both of us... If that's what you want." Kiri looked towards Bakugo, sighing when he realized the man was about to explode.

"We want you. Both of us. Together. We want to go on stupid dates with you, we want you to be a part of us. All three of us. We want to cuddle you and sleep with you and fucking have sex with you." He elaborated, staring at you, exasperated. "We have been flirting, and dropping hints but god damn you are the most.... Oblivious woman on the planet. We fucking love you, you idiot." Now both of them were staring at you.

A small part of your brain was screaming. Because this is what you wanted. You wanted both of them. You wanted to be able to love both of them at the same time. To cook with Bakugo and crochet with Kirishima. To end your day curled up with both of them. To watch them kiss and not feel jealous because you wanted that, too.... But the bigger part of your brain was telling you that this was wayyy too good to be true. 

"Both... Of you?" You tilt your head to the side slightly, glancing between Kirishima and Bakugo as they stood in front of you, wanting to affirm what the small part of your brain was screaming at you.

Kirishima nodded a little. "Of course. We wouldn't just want one of us to have you." He grinned, his sunny demeanor almost making you feel completely at ease.... but after everything that happened... Why you?

"Oi, you're thinkin too much." Bakugo barked, stepping towards you. "We laid it all out to ya. All you gotta say is yes or no." He unfolded his arms, waiting for your response.

Both... Of them? Wanted... You? This was real? You slowly reach up to poke your cheek, sending the jolt of pain through you to make sure you weren't just dreaming. You weren't dreaming. "Why?" They both roll their eyes. 

"We. Love. You." Bakugo groaned, rubbing a hand over his face.

Kiri sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair. "Yeah. That. We love you, Sweetheart. We want to make you happy. We want to be the reason you're happy. And we've been.... Trying to show you that. And you've been so receptive to everything, but jesus fuck Y/N..... Do you think all friends act like we have?" He pointed out.

He has a really good point. "To be fair, I didn't want to press. I knew you guys were together and.... Wait a minute." They both looked at you as your brain finally caught up. "Wait, so I can kiss both of you?" You ask, your excitement taking over. 

"Yes, dumbass." Bakugo snapped. That's all it took to have you up on your feet, grabbing Kirishima to kiss him. He chuckled against your lips, returning the kiss happily, his hands planting themselves on your hips. "That a yes?" Bakugo barked as you pulled back, grinning up at Kirishima.

What the fuck else do they expect?

You nod a few times before turning to grab Bakugo's shirt, dragging him down to you, kissing him firmly. This felt right. Pulling back, you look between them. "So you're my boyfriends?" You ask, almost bouncing up and down when they nodded. "And I'm your girlfriend? And you guys are each other's boyfriends? We're all together because we love each other?" You blurt out, excitement seeping from you. They both laughed, nodding. You could have fucking screamed. Tears stung the corners of your eyes. "Oh my god." You giggle happily, grinning as they both wrapped their arms around you. "I was thinking I was going to have to move the fuck out because I was in love with you guys, jeez." Laughter erupted from you as both men kiss your head affectionately. 

Bakugo snorted, leaning down to press another kiss to your lips before turning towards the kitchen. "Yeah, well I was questioning my sanity. Falling for a woman who couldn't even pick up on obvious hints. Sit the fuck down, I'm finishing dinner." He barked over his shoulder, chuckling as you practically attack Kirishima. Your arms loop around his neck, pulling him down to kiss you again. 

He laughed softly, wrapping an arm around your waist to hoist you up, your legs wrapping tightly around him. "I love you guys so much." You whimper out, your heart practically exploding as he sat you both on the couch, his arms still tight around your waist. 

"We love you too, idiot." Bakugo snapped from the kitchen.

Kiri chuckled, kissing over the side of your head. "We love you so much, Sweetheart." He mumbled, rubbing a hand over your back as you just clutched onto him. You couldn't believe that this was your life. You were getting exactly what you wanted. Two of the most amazing men you'd ever met. And they wanted you! "Yeah, so... You're coming to the house with us, right?" Kiri asked and you pulled back to look at him, several things clicking into place. 

Oh god... They've really been dropping hints that hard. "I'm so fucking dumb." You mumble but Kirishima just laughs, leaning up to kiss you. God, that feeling alone was enough to make you want to cry. 

But... Wasn't it kinda early to move in? .... But you've also already been living with them so was it really that big of a step? "You both want me to-"

"I'm going fucking to kill you." Bakugo growled making you snap your mouth shut, laughing softly. 

Kirishima pushed hair out of your face gently. "Yes. We both want you. We've already ordered a huge fucking bed." Your eyes widened slightly. 

You got to sleep with them! You got to cuddle both of them!

I get to fuck both of them.

Kiri was busy peppering your face with kisses while you were in your head. How was that going to work? You had a couple ideas, but several of them required massive preparation of your fucking asshole. Ma'am, can we keep it in our pants for like one night? 

You peel yourself away from Kirishima once Bakugo set plates in front of all of you. But you were still buzzing. Practically bouncing in your seat happily, both men just watching you, amused. "I didn't expect you to be this excited." Bakugo chuckled as you shuffle deeper into the couch. 

"Really?" You snort a little. "I felt so bad when I realized how I felt about you two. Because I knew you guys were dating and I never wanted to be the person to come between people, you know? Like... That shit sucks. But to find out you both want me? And not only that, but you both want me as like.... One package deal? That's fucking awesome." Fucking crybaby. You chastise yourself, wiping your eyes. "Because I could see how much you guys love each other. And knowing you guys love me enough to let me in, fucking... I couldn't be happier. I don't think I've ever been this happy. Not even when I got my first acceptance letter." Both men slowly put their plates on the coffee table, shifting closer to you. 

Bakugo kissed your head gently, pulling you to his side while Kiri held your waist, kissing your shoulder. "You make us happy too, you fuckin dope." Bakugo mumbled into your hair. "From the first meeting, we could tell somethin was different about you." Kirishima nodded against your shoulder. "When you broke up with that asshole, things just started fallin into place." He tilted your head towards him, gently pressing his lips against yours. 

I really gotta do something nice for Mina. That was your thought as you pressed up against Bakugo, deepening the kiss. Kirishima slowly started trailing his lips from your shoulder to your neck, carefully peeling your plate from your hands to set it on the little table in front of you. Bakugo's hand lifted to sift through your hair, gripping at the base of your skull. A small whimper forced its way out as Kiri nipped at your neck, one of his hands tracing designs up your thigh. 

Bakugo's hand was a bit harsher, grabbing your other thigh firmly, tugging experimentally at your hair. When a moan slipped out, he pulled back, glancing over your face. "If you want to stop, we gotta stop now." He groaned, the hand in your hair moving to your face, cautiously stroking over it. 

Please don't. You shake your head slightly. Kirishima bit at your neck. "If you've thought about us so long," he paused, enjoying how you squirmed under him as he marked you, sucking against the flesh until he was sure a bright purple mark would be there the next day. "Did you ever think about us fucking you?" He asked, nipping your ear. 

You grit your teeth, but Bakugo chuckles at the action. "She has." He mumbled, ducking down to attack the other side of your neck. 

"Thi-This isn't fair." You gasp out, your toes curling slightly as they both kissed and bit at your neck. Your hands moved to their legs, weakly squeezing as your brain fogged over. "What about y-you two? Did you ever th-think about me?" You manage out, whimpering as Kirishima's hand shifted higher on your thigh. 

Bakugo laughed against your neck, his hand slowly creeping under your shirt, pausing to give you time to stop him. Which you appreciated.... But also you just wanted them everywhere. "We did." Bakugo assured you, his hand finally dipping under your shirt, gripping your breast firmly. "Now answer the question. Did you ever think about us fucking you?" He asked, pinching your nipple harshly, grinning against your skin when you whine. 

Kirishima's fingers had moved to the hem of your pants, dancing over it when you nodded. He hummed softly, dipping a single finger under your pants. They hadn't even done anything and you felt like you were about to burst. "When?" Kiri asked, tracing the single finger over the hem of your panties. 

At this point you felt desperate. "I heard you two." You pant out. "After your date like a couple weeks ago! You came home and you fucked in Eijiro's room and I was awake." You admit, taking a few deep breaths as Bakugo harshly marked the other side of your neck. Your hips jerk forward as Kiri's hand finally ducks under your panties, lazily grazing your clit. 

"What a dirty girl." Bakugo chuckles. "You listened to us fuck. What did you do? Did you just listen and enjoy?" He asked, kneading your breast lightly before pulling back to lightly tug at your shirt, still giving you plenty of time to stop him before he yanked it over your head. 

Kirshima's fingers dipped down to your entrance, groaning into your neck. "You're so wet, Sweetheart. Do you like us teasing you?" He asked, nipping at your chest as Bakugo latched himself onto your nipple, licking and biting over the sensitive bud. Your hips jerk forward, begging for any kind of friction. 

"I masturbated." You admit, moaning as Bakugo bit your nipple. "I got off to hearing you guys fucking. I came harder than I ever have before." Your voice trails off into a loud whimper as Kirishima slowly pushed his finger into you. "God!" Your back arches slightly as Bakugo continued his assault on your chest, Kiri just sitting back and enjoying your facial expressions as he pumped into you at an agonizingly slow pace. "I wanted you both so bad. Fuck-" You whimper, rutting into Kirishima's hand. "Can we go to a bedroom?" You beg. 

You didn't want them to stop. But you also knew how uncomfortable couch sex was for two people, god forbid three people try to fuck on a couch. "You got her, Ei?" Bakugo practically growled against your chest, pulling back just in time for Kirishima to hoist you up, like you weighed nothing. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. 

"I've got her." He promised. "C'mere sweet girl." He cooed, looking up at you as he followed Bakugo to his room. You dipped down to kiss him, moaning as he shoved his tongue in your mouth. There was no fight for dominance. He took control instantly, exploring your mouth. Your thighs flexed around his hips as one of his hands moved to grip your ass firmly. He gripped the fat of your ass firmly before practically throwing you onto Bakugo's bed. "Look at her." Kirishima groaned, palming himself through his sweatpants. 

In any other situation, you would probably be terrified. Half-naked on a bed with two massive men staring at you like you were about to be their last meal. But they were your boys. The last thing they were going to do was hurt you. 

Bakugo groaned softly. "I wanna taste her first." He mumbled, his head tilting towards Kirishima slightly. The larger man nodded to agree before moving to lay beside you. 

"Is that okay, Sunshine?" He asked, kissing over your cheek as Bakugo's hands gripped your pants, halting there. "Do you want Katsuki to eat your pussy before we fuck you?" His voice was so gentle. Nodding slightly, you look up at him. 

"Want you too." You garble out, your voice sounding a lot whiner than you remembered. Bakugo practically ripped your pants and panties off your legs, kissing and nipping at the inside of your thighs as your hand trailed down Kiri's torso. "Please, Ei." You mumble, lust taking over any embarrassment you would have possibly felt in this situation. 

He chuckled softly. "You want me to fuck that pretty mouth?" He asked, grinning as you whimpered. Everything. You wanted to give them everything. So you nodded. 

Bakugo groaned softly at the apex of your thighs. "Ohhh, she does Ei. You should've seen the way she fuckin clenched." He growled, biting at your thigh again. Your hips jerk slightly at his voice. "Relax, Princess. I'll take care of you." Bakugo promised before burying his face in your cunt like a man who had been starved. 

Kirishima pulled away from you and you were left whimpering and moaning as Bakugo's tongue assaulted your clit. He was on a fucking mission and you could feel your stomach muscles tightening with every flick of his tongue. "Fuck." You hiss, looking up as the bed shifted beside your head. Kirishima was back, fisting his cock beside your face. "Fuck." You whisper again before gripping the base of Kiri's cock. Why the fuck did he have to be so big? You felt your eyes widen before they rolled into the back of your head when Bakugo dipped down to fuck you with his tongue. 

You were going to need to get a lot better at multitasking. Hopefully they could manage until you dealt with that. 

"Thought you were going to fuck my mouth, Eiji." You moan out as Bakugo slowly pushed a finger into you. 

He chuckled softly. "That really what you want, Sweetheart?" He asked. And something in his voice made you hesitate for just a second. But if they were going to give you their best, you were going to give them yours. You nod slightly, another moan slipping out as Bakugo gave a particularly harsh swipe over your clit. Kirishima moved a hand to the back of your head, leading you to the tip of his cock. You pressed a small kiss against it, relieving a small bit of anxiety before licking over the underside of it. Would it be the best blowjob you'd ever given? Absolutely not. But fuck you were going to give him the best you could while Bakugo clutched onto your hips like they were the only thing keeping him held to this earth. You open your mouth, moaning around Kiri as he thrust into your mouth. "Fuck, you're so perfect." Kirishima growls above you, his hand massaging into the back of your scalp. 

Bakugo was so gentle when he pushed another finger into you. But it felt like every nerve ending was on fire, so you felt it. And you moaned around Kiri's cock, another moan vibrating around him as his fingers tightened in your hair. Your hips twitch against Bakugo's face, gagging on Kirishima's length as he thrust a bit deeper into your throat. Bakugo's fingers fucked into you faster, nipping, sucking and licking over your clit until your hand flew to the back of his head, tugging gently on his hair. "Go ahead and pull, Princess. Let me know how good I'm going." He growled against your clit, giving a small moan against it, grinning as your hips jerk. 

Kirishima was just as vocal, praising you as he pushed your mouth further down his cock. "God, if your mouth feels this good, I can't imagine what that pretty pussy feels like." You whimper against him, his fingers curling around your hair. 

"Oh she likes that, Ei." Bakugo hummed against you, chuckling as you rut into his face again, tears forming in the corners of your eyes at the stimulation. It was almost too much. "You like us telling you how pretty you are?" Bakugo asks, leaning back to watch Kirishima fuck into your face. "Well let me fuckin say. You look stunning sucking Eijiro's cock. You're such a good girl, aren't you?" He cooed, his fingers pumping into you faster, curling slightly, smirking when he found the spot that made your eyes roll back. "There it is." He chuckled slightly before reattaching himself to your clit. 

It felt like you were losing it. You could feel every single nerve in your body. And all of them were in absolute bliss. "Gonna cum." You try to say around Kiri's dick, but failing horribly. Luckily, he pulled you off of him, holding your head gently. Both men paused, trying to hear to hear what exactly what you had said. You whimpered, trying to thrust yourself deeper into Bakugo's fingers. "I'm gonna cum." You gasp out, a loud moan ripping through you as Bakugo quickly returned his mouth to your clit, easily returning to the rhythm he was at. 

Kirishima held your head back, watching your face closely. "Come on, pretty girl." He chuckled, pushing hair out of your face. You whimper softly, tugging on Bakugo's hair. He moaned around your clit, shooting you over the edge. "Eyes on me." Kiri demanded. You obey without question, a broken line of Bakugo's name, moans, and whimpers ripping from your throat. "What a good girl." Kirishima groaned, cupping your cheek as Bakugo greedily cleaned you up, leaving nothing but his own spit behind. 

Bakugo kissed up your body, his hands following his mouth until he was kissing you. Your thighs were still twitching when you felt Kirishima settle between them. The only thought in your brain was having one of them inside you. Your hips jerk towards Kiri as Bakugo bit into your bottom lip. "Shit, Kats, condom." Kiri's voice sounded in the back of your brain. 

But you didn't want a condom. You didn't want that layer between all of you. "No." You rip yourself away from Bakugo. "I'm on birth control and got tested after Mon-" You stop as Bakugo snarled against your cheek. "After him. Please, I want to feel you both." You whimper.

Kiri's jaw clenched slightly. "Are you sure?" He asked, groaning as you nodded. No hesitation. You wanted them. All of them. Kirishima gave no warning before plunging into you, his forehead falling to your shoulder. He stilled completely, giving you time to adjust. And you fucking needed it. A small whine escaping as both men peppered your neck and cheeks with kisses. "Such a good girl." Kirishima groaned in your ear.

"Atta girl." Bakugo whispered, kissing your shoulder as your muscles slowly relaxed.

You weren't one to talk down about your past sexual partners..... But fuck Kiri was huge in comparison. After a moment of relishing in your boyfriends' praises, you nodded softly against Kirishima, urging him to move. He slowly pulled himself back, cautiously pulling out of you and slowly thrusting back in. "That's our good girl." Kiri hummed, leaning down to kiss you as he thrust into you. You moaned against his lips as he pulled back. "She's doing so well." Kiri mumbled, knocking his head against Bakugo's, kissing him firmly as he fucked into you. 

And you moaned, watching the men make out over your chest. You'd never imagined that you would be into something like this... But watching your boyfriends make out while one of them was fucking you was almost enough to make you cum right there. "I love you." You breath out, not even meaning for it to slip out as your hands shoot to the back of both of their heads. Both of them. You loved both of them and you wanted them to know. 

Bakugo growled, moving to shift beside you while Kiri leaned back, carefully pulling one leg over his shoulder to barrel into your gspot with every thrust. "Open up Princess." You whimper, looking up as Bakugo kneeled beside your face. There was no question was you unlatched your jaw, practically begging him to shove himself down your throat. "Fuck. Such a good girl. So obedient." He growled as he thrust into your willing mouth. 

Kirishima groaned, tilting his head against your thigh. "So fucking gorgeous like this." He growled, smiling as he gave a harsh thrust into you, watching you gag on Bakugo's cock. "C'mon, love." He slammed his hips into you again, his hand at the back of your head, pushing you further down Bakugo, growling when you just moaned louder around him. "There we go." Kiri hummed, pinching one of your nipples roughly. He pounded into you, one hand gripping into your hip, the other massaging your breast in his palm. Your brain was absolute mush at this point, trying with everything in you to satisfy Bakugo while Kirishima fucked you into oblivion. 

The blonde groaned loudly as you moan around him. "That does feel good, fuck." His hips snap into your mouth, trembling as another moan wracked your body. "Make her do that again." He gasped at Kiri. The redhead chuckled slightly, his hand moving to your clit, rubbing across it expertly. 

"Shit." Kirishima's head fell to your leg as your body clenched around him, your vocabulary reduced to moans and whimpers as he continued abusing that spot inside you that made you see fucking stars. "Not gonna last much longer like this. Fuck. Pretty girl." He leaned down, your hip aching with the overextension. "You're like a fuckin vice. You want us to cum fast?" He asked, nipping at the base of your throat as you tried to focus on sucking Bakugo off, moaning with every thrust into your mouth. He chuckled against your skin. "No. You just want to please us so bad, huh?" Kiri bit at your throat, groaning as you tightened around him again. "Such a good girl." He cooed, kissing over your collar. "You just want us to cum, don't you?" He asked, smiling as you moan around the cock stuffed in your mouth. "Look at her, Kats. She's crying and she's still worried about us." You whimper, feeling like your whole body was on fire, 

Bakugo groaned, tugging at the back of your head. "You're almost there, gorgeous. Can you last a little longer?" He asked, taking a deep breath when he saw Kiri's eye twitch. "Cum in her, Kiri. She asked for it." He growled, his fingers tightening around your hair as you came again, gagging and moaning against him as Kiri slammed his hips into you, holding you against him as he painted your walls. 

Kirishima growled, biting into your leg as he came. Bakugo pulled your mouth off of him, letting you gasp for air as your second orgasm washed over you. 

You were a fucking mess. Drool was dripping from both corners of your mouth, and the moment Kiri pulled out of you, you were fucking dripping. But Bakugo wasn't done. "Your mouth was amazing." He groaned, carefully rolling you onto your stomach while you panted. You couldn't imagine another. It had been so long since you had two orgasms close together... And ever three. "Think you can take a little more? Our Pretty Girl." Bakugo hummed in your ear as he rubbed the tip of his dick over your clit. 

One more was nothing. You could do one more for them. 

Nodding firmly, you look to where Kirishima was already relaxing against the headboard, watching you and Bakugo. You expected it to hurt a little when he pushed into you, but you just ended up moaning, fisting into the sheets. The blonde growled as he bottomed out in you, blunt nails digging into the fat of your ass. "Fuck." Bakugo hissed. Your moans weren't even words at this point as you shift your hips a bit higher, practically screaming as he pulled back, only to ram back into you. "Ohhh, fuck." He growled, his fingers digging in deeper. 

Kiri hummed softly. "What a pretty face." He groaned out, reaching down to tilt your head up. "Fuck her hard, Kats." He growled.

And he did. He pounded into you at a pace that you were positive would bruise you the next day. Kirishima kept your chin in his hand, watching your face as you sobbed. A mixture of overstimulation and pain forcing your whole body to tremble. You couldn't cum again. You couldn't. 

Bakugo growled, though, his hand hooking around to find your clit. "C'mon Princess. Don't you want to cum on my cock?" He asked, smirking against your spine when you involuntarily clenched around him. "Ohhh, you do." He chuckled, leaning back to look at you, your eyes till on Kiri as he thrust into you. "We're almost there, gorgeous." He promised, his fingers working firmly against your clit. His forehead rested against the base of your neck. "Cum on my cock. I want to feel it, too." He snarled. 

And the feral tone in his voice as all it took to have your eyes rolling in the back of your head. You couldn't even think straight at this point. You felt the warmth washing over you, Kirishima dropping your chin so you could scream into the mattress. And then finally, Bakugo's hips stilled against you. His lips trailing over your spine, whispering praises. "Washcloth." Bakugo mumbled to the side before returning to kissing your spine. "You did so well, Princess." He mumbled, one hand on your hip to keep you upright. 

Which you fucking needed. Because your body was tapping out. Everything was trembling. if someone asked you to walk at that second they could respectfully go fuck themselves. "Here." You hear Kirishima mumble as Bakugo pulled out of you, his hand pulling back from your hip, only to be replaced by Kirishima's. "Such a good girl." Kiri hummed, carefully cleaning you up before easing your hips down to the bed. "You did so good for us." He promised, kissing your forehead. 

Now that you weren't being absolutely destroyed and you were cleaned up as much as possible, you just felt... Really good. Kirishima plopped down beside you first, smiling as you slowly nudge closer to him until your cheek was propped against his chest. His arm hooked around your shoulders as Bakugo slipped back into the bed beside you. And you really tried to nuzzle up to his chest too. But you were so tired. "Love you guys." You mumble out softly, giggling as they both squeezed you tightly. 

"We love you too, Sunshine."

"Love you too, Princess."

Notes:

Wooo I wrote half of this drunk!
Apparently alcohol helps me break through religious trauma... At least that's how it felt.

So please, friends... Humble me if this was awful! You guys are literally amazing and I love you guys <3
Keep being awesome and I hope you have the best weekend!!!

Chapter 13

"Did you plan on this?" You tease Mina through the phone as you glance over a few articles of clothing. 

It was getting cold fast and you needed a few new things. A coat, maybe a few new sweaters. Mina laughed in your ear as you pull a sweater off the rack to look it over. "I really didn't! They needed a roommate.... But I will admit I was absolutely hoping this would happen when they started talking about you." You raise an eyebrow, tucking the sweater over your arm before continuing around the store. 

Chuckling a bit, you shake your head. "Yeah, how long was I that oblivious?" You ask, genuinely curious. 

"Oh, honey. They were both interested before you broke up with Monoma." That fucking long? Speaking of which, you hadn't heard anything about him. Nothing about his charges. Nothing about him getting out of the hospital. You thought a hero attacking a civilian would be big fucking news, but it had been quiet. Granted most of the news channels were more concerned about two of the top three not only being together but also having a girlfriend. 

Shrugging it off, you continue your conversation. "I still can't believe Eiji told that interviewer we were together before any of us had a conversation about it, though." You laugh a little. "Like what if I had said no?" Mina laughs loudly in your ear.

"Girl, anyone with eyes could see that you weren't going to say no!" You laugh with her as you make your way to the register. That was fair. "Hey, I gotta go but I'll text you later!" She chirped. 

Nodding, you smile at the cashier. "Bye!" Humming, you tuck your phone back into your purse. "Hi there." You smile at the girl, making small talk as she started scanning your things. 

It had been a really good day. You had approved the final edits of your last novel and it was on track to come out next month. Ayame had called you, sobbing while thanking you for her resort package. Your cheek was starting to heal. And now, you were going to go home and make dinner for your boyfriends. It was a great day. There was a pep in your step as you made your way down the street, trying to decide what exactly you were going to cook.

Then, you heard a whine. You halt your steps, hearing it again. There was a box laying against the wall of a building... And that's where the whining was coming from. You jump as the box shifted, another whine forcing you to step towards it. "Oh my god." You breath out, moving the box to see a puppy. "Hi there." You coo, shifting your bags so you could pet it. It happily sniffed at your hand, its tail wagging slightly from between its legs. "Oh you poor baby." He looked like he was starving. After searching for a collar, you continue petting him, smiling as he opened up a bit, licking your hand and trying to worm his way into your lap. You couldn't just leave him. 

Man, they're going to kill me.

You chuckle a bit, scooping the little creature up. "They'll be okay. We'll get you fed and checked out and find a home for you, okay?" The puppy licked at your cheek and you grinned. 

 

You ended up stopping by a pet store, getting a few things the little guy would need before finally making it home. By the time you'd started dinner, the puppy seemed to be right at home, playing with one of his new toys beside your feet. "You're such a good boy." You hum, looking up as the door opened. "Hey! Don't be mad." You call out, watching the puppy jump up and run to the door to investigate, barking at the men. 

"What the fuck is this?" Bakugo asked, glaring at the dog while Kirishima grinned. 

Rubbing the back of your neck, you step towards the door. "I found him on my way home. He was so sad, Kats! I couldn't just leave him!" You try to explain yourself, voice a bit louder than usual. 

Kiri looked happy, at least. He crouched down, letting the puppy sniff his hand before petting him happily. "Yes you could have!" Bakugo snapped at you. 

He kind of has a right to be upset. You wince a little at his tone. "No, I couldn't have! He was scared and sad and hungry!" Kirishima just let you two argue, happily playing with the dog while Bakugo crossed his arms, stepping towards you, a confused look on his face. He couldn't hear you. You quickly sign to him, frowning as he glared at the creature again. "I'm going to get him fed and find him a home. I just didn't want him to starve on the street." You explain, Bakugo pinching the bridge of his nose before letting out a sharp breath. 

"Okay. Fine. Stop giving me those fucking sad eyes. Dumbass." You grin as his shoulders relax. "You're taking care of it. I'm not touching the thing." He looked over at Kirishima scratched the dog's ears. He rolled his eyes, leaning down to pinch your cheek before pulling back, heading towards his room. 

You frown. "I want a kiss!" You yell out, pouting as he flipped you off over his shoulder. 

"Kiss the mutt." He barked back. 

Crossing your arms, you look over to Kirishima who quickly stood up, crossing the room to peck your lips softly. "He'll be fine." Kiri chuckled as the puppy took off to follow the blonde. 

You nod a little. "Dinner's almost done. You guys have a good day?" You ask, moving back to the kitchen. 

"Yeah, for the most part." He sighed, leaning against the counter you fussed around. "It's been quiet lately so today was kind of exciting." He admitted. You couldn't help but laugh a little as you turn the stove off. 

After dinner, you were working kinks out of Kiri's back when you noticed Bakugo eyeing the puppy. Kiri winced slightly as you work over a rough spot, turning your attention to your hands. "Have you guys heard anything about Monoma?" You ask curiously, making a face as Bakugo growled. At least the ringing was easing up.

Kirishima turned his head so he could look up at you. "I haven't, why?" He asked and you shrugged, looking back to the blonde who was back to watching the puppy. He'd plopped down across his feet, gnawing on a toy happily. 

"Just weird. I figured we would have heard something, you know? Sorry." You frown as Kiri hissed, tensing as you push down a bit harder to get a stubborn knot out. 

Bakugo snorted, reaching down to move the dog off his feet. "Hopefully he died." You glare up at him. The puppy once more plopped down on his feet. "They're probably trying to keep that shit under the radar." He said, moving the dog again, chuckling a bit when he tried (and failed) to jump on the couch. "It's not a good look for a pro to go around attacking a civilian. Even worse that you're quirkless and a woman." You nod a little, you and Kiri watching Bakugo scoop the animal up and set it on the couch beside him. The puppy happily curled up beside Bakugo, planting his little chin on his leg. 

You lean down, kissing Kirishima's shoulder softly before climbing off of him. "As long as he's not bothering you, it doesn't matter." He groaned, stretching before pulling you into his lap, nuzzling into your neck while you continued watching Bakugo and the puppy. 

He was idly petting it, scrolling through his phone. "You get a bed for this thing? It ain't sleeping with us." 

 

---

 

It hadn't even been a week and Bakugo had warmed up to the puppy. Would he admit it? Absolutely not. But when you walked into the kitchen and saw him feeding the puppy a slice of bacon, that's all you needed. You chuckle, wrapping your arms around the man tightly, kissing his back. "Morning." You hum softly. 

He grunted, running a hand over your arm softly. "You okay?" He asked and you nod slightly, peeking under his arm to see what he was making. "We're going to check out the house this weekend. It's finally finished." 

You try to steal a piece of bacon off the plate, Bakugo slapping the back of your hand. "Just in time. Lease runs up in a couple months." You glare at him.

"Yeah. Get a carrier for Haru so he can come with us." He grumbled and you stare up at him. 

"Haru?" You asked. Did he name the dog?

Bakugo tried to shake out of your arms. "We can't just keep callin him the fuckin dog!" He barked as you pulled back, snickering as Kiri finally made his way into the kitchen. 

Kirishima yawned loudly, hugging you tightly before moving to Bakugo, humming as he kissed his head gently. "Morning." He mumbled out, smiling down at the puppy as it wiggled between his feet, barking up at him for attention. 

You chuckle, rubbing Kiri's back softly before moving to sit at the table. We're going to end up keeping this dog.

 

"He's a healthy boy." You coo, ruffling Haru's fur as he wiggled in your hands. You'd taken him to the vet and he got a clean bill of health. "Now I guess we can start finding a home for him." A sad sigh slips out as Bakugo glanced down at you, Kirishima peeking around the blonde as you straighten back up, continuing your walk. 

It was late, but Haru needed a walk before you all went to sleep. "He has a home." Kiri laughed a little. 

You glance to Bakugo, the leash wrapped loosely around his wrist as the dog trotted in front of you. "You're not gettin rid of this little asshole." He said firmly, watching Haru bite at a leaf. 

Biting back a smile, you raise an eyebrow. "I thought you didn't want a dog." You remind Bakugo, laughing as he glared at you. 

"I don't. But this one's fine and you two fuckin like him." He grumbled, wrapping his free arm around you as you hugged him. 

"Thank you Kats!" You laugh into his side as he rolled his eyes. Kirishima laughed at his other side, grabbing his hand as the three of you start back towards the apartment. 

Honestly, it was really easy being with them. There was no awkward air around the three of you. No trying to tip-toe around and figure out what was okay and what wasn't. It really felt like you'd all been together for years. You pull away from Bakugo as Haru once more got tangled in his leash. "Hold on baby!" You coo, untangling the poor boy, giggling as he attacked your face with licks. "Good boy." He barked happily, tail swishing as he continued forward. 

Once back in the apartment, Bakugo followed Haru into the kitchen to give him food while you and Kirishima trudged to Bakugo's room. "I knew he would warm up to the dog." You mumble, giggling as Kiri ducked down to kiss you. It was sweet at first, until he started pushing you back towards the bed, his hands gripping into your hips softly. You let out a small oof as he pushed you, letting you fall back onto the bed.

You reach up to grab his shirt, pulling him down with you. His mouth latched onto your neck, nipping at the skin, smiling as you whimper under him. Kiri pulls back just enough to pull your shirt over your head, leaning down to pepper your chest with kisses and nips. Your back arches slightly, carding a hand through his hair when his phone rings loudly. He huffed, his breath fanning over your chest as he pulled his phone out, glancing at the name. "It's Mitsuki." He leaned back. 

Both of you glance towards the door, hearing Bakugo approaching the room. "I bet he's ignoring her calls again." You mumble, patting Kiri's leg to get him off of you, shifting up to the head of the bed. "Katsuki! You need to call your mom!" You bark as the blonde walks in, flinching slightly. 

He looked between you two. "Can we not continue this first?" He asked, motioning between the two of you, making his way to the bed. 

You and Kiri both shake your heads. "Call your mother. You know she worries." Kirishima said firmly, leaning back on his hands. 

Bakugo shook his head. "Nah, she's not worried. She's gonna bitch at me for not telling her about you." He motioned towards you. 

"You've told her about Y/N." Kirishima said and you looked over at him curiously. Did he tell her about me as like... A roommate? Or that they liked me?

"Yeah, but I didn't tell her we were together. I didn't want her interrogating-" He paused, looking down at his phone as it rang. 

You lean forward. "Talk to your mom and then I'll take care of both of you, okay?" You offer, grinning as he glared at you, slowly answering the phone.... And then quickly pulling it away from his ear as Mitsuki started bitching him out. "Put it on speaker." You grin, moving to lay across Kiri's lap, patting the bed beside him for Bakugo to sit. 

Chapter 14

"See how big it is? All this. So you can fuckin run around without that shitty leash." You and Kirishima watch Bakugo show the back yard off to Haru. The puppy barking excitedly as he followed his dad around. 

You look up at the redhead. "We've lost him to a dog." He chuckled, nodding as Bakugo started running, grinning as Haru chased after him. 

"C'mon. The master bedroom should be finished. And the bed should be set up." He shrugged, leading you towards the stairs. You glance over your shoulder, watching Bakugo and Haru play before following Kiri. "The bed looked like a pain to put together so we just paid the extra to have someone set it up." He explained, glancing over his shoulder at you as you follow him.

Your eyes almost pop out of your head when you see the bed. It was fucking massive. "If that's not enough room for us then we have issues." You laugh softly before jumping onto it, moaning at how soft it was. "Oh my god." Kirishima chuckles as he flopped down beside you. 

His hand trailed over your spine softly. "We'll have to start packing soon." He mumbled, looking you over. 

Nodding, you roll to your side. "Yeah. Our yarn is going to be a bitch to pack." You both laugh as he leaned over to kiss your forehead. "But we can set up the shelf in the office to hold it all. We usually work on the couch anyway." He hummed, burying his face into the mattress until barking made you both look up, Haru trying to climb onto the bed. 

"Oh! Did you make it up the stairs, baby?" You coo, reaching down to pet his head softly. 

"He tripped a couple times, but he figured it out." Bakugo sighed, plopping down on your other side, rubbing over the back of your head. "Like the bed?" He asked and you nod quickly. 

You couldn't wait to sleep on it. "Yes! I can't wait to get settled.... And that fuckin tub!" You groan, imagining how amazing a bath with the jets would feel. 

Both men chuckle, Bakugo reaching down to pull Haru onto the bed, smiling as he jumped over you to nuzzle between you and Kiri, licking at both of your faces. You scratch behind his ears softly as he flopped around on the bed. How was this your life? You couldn't have ever imagined getting to this point. But fuck you were so happy. You turn to look at Bakugo as he continued massaging into your scalp. "Pretty girl." Bakugo groaned, leaning forward to kiss you firmly. 

A small giggle escaped your lips as you returned the kiss quickly before pulling back. "Don't you even start." You warn, sitting up quickly. "We're not about to christen the house when we don't even have sheets yet!" Both of them laugh as you shuffle off the bed. "C'mon Haru. Let's ditch these horny boys." You tease, grinning as the puppy ran towards you, whining until you helped him off the bed. 

Your heart was so full. And you were so ready to move into your new home with the two men you loved more than anything in the world. 

 

The next week sucked. Kiri was being called out for a covert mission on the other side of the country. You thought the first night would be the hardest. 

You and Bakugo made sure he had everything he needed, the blonde grumbling under his breath about how it was bullshit that they were sending Kiri on his own. "Please be careful." You whisper, kissing over Kiri's face softly. 

He nodded, kissing over your nose and cheeks. "I will be. I'll be home before you know it, Sunshine." He promised, planting a loving kiss against your lips before turning to Bakugo, wrapping his arms tightly around the other man, kissing the side of his head. "I promise I'll be okay." He mumbled as Bakugo nosed into his shoulder. You sniffle slightly. It was kind of weird to feel so bad about one of them leaving. But you didn't want him to go. You wanted him to come home that night. And he next night. Not that you minded just being with Bakugo... But you wanted both of them. Kirishima pulled back, kissing Bakugo just as firmly as he had you before pulling back. "I'll see you guys soon, okay? I love you." He paused long enough to give you both another peck before leaving. 

You frown, sniffling back tears as Bakugo grabbed your hand. "C'mon Princess." He mumbled, dragging you towards the couch. Both of you sulked silently, watching some cooking show as Haru passed out in his lap. 

As nice as it felt to be curled up with your boyfriend, it was obvious something was missing and it fucking hurt. But you knew how much both of them loved their jobs. And they were both so good at their job. There was no doubt Kiri would be back home as soon as possible. You nuzzle deeper into Bakugo's shoulder, smiling slightly as he tugged you closer to him. "He'll be okay." He hummed softly, kissing the top of your head. 

 

The next day still sucked. 

"Have a good day Kats." You smile up at him as he ducked down to kiss you. 

A small laugh escaped as he pinched your cheek. "You too. Try not to sulk too much, yeah?" He teased, chuckling as you swat his hands away. Anxiety tugged at your heart as he closed the door behind him. You just wanted both of your boys home. Safe. With you. But they had work to do. 

You sigh softly, straightening your shoulders before going to get dressed for the day. No point in wallowing in your sorrow all day. You had strategically planned your break around getting amped for Christmas. And while you already had plenty of plans for the house, you wouldn't be there this year. So it was time to decorate the shit out of the apartment. You wanted it to look like Santa threw up in the house by the time Kirishima got home. 

"Be a good boy while Momma's gone, okay?" You smile as Haru licked your hand. 

Kiri had left you his keys which made your personal mission a lot easier. Lights? Check. Tree? Somehow managed to strap it to the top on your own. Decorations? Fucking done. 

It felt like you were in a full blown manic as you raced around the house, happily moving furniture to suit your need for a picture perfect Christmas setup.... Maybe you could even get Bakugo into matching pajamas. Haru followed your every move, yipping happily as you tossed him a Santa chew toy. The distraction was amazing. Your mind focused on getting everything done before Bakugo got home. You wanted to shock both of them! 

And he was fucking shocked. "What the fuck?" You heard from your spot, splayed out on the couch. Exhausted didn't even begin to describe how you felt. Haru jumped from the couch, bolting to the door to greet Bakugo. "Oi, Y/N!" He snapped. "You did this all on your own? You coulda hurt yourself, you idiot!" He barked, rounding the couch to look at you. 

"I love Christmas." You weakly explain as he stared down at you. 

Blinking, he shook his head. "You fuckin.... Okay." He took a deep breath. 

You groan softly, sitting up to look at him. "Does it not look good?" You ask, assuming he hated how you'd decorated the house. 

"It looks great, Dollface.... But you did... So much. By yourself." He pointed out, eyeing the tree. "Did you drag that bitch all the way up here by yourself?" He yelled, snapping his attention back to you. When you nod, he pops the top of your head. "You fucking dumbass! You could have snapped your fuckin back! How did you even do that?" He sighed, exasperated. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sat down behind you, wrapping an arm around your hips as you lay across his lap. 

He had a point. And honestly, you'd been so desperate to avoid thinking about the fact that Kirishima was probably in danger that you'd just... Done it. "I just... Did it." You admit, playing with his fingers idly.

Bakugo let out a sharp breath. "Okay. Don't do this shit on your own again. Got it? I know you're strong, but.... Fuck, you don't have to do any of the heavy lifting, okay? Leave that to us." You look up at him as he glanced off to the side. "Next year we can all pick out a tree together... Or some shit." He grumbled and you just smile at him. 

Even with the harsh edge to his voice, you knew he was just worried for you. "Okay." You mumble softly, smiling as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. "I'm sorry." You mumble, laughing as he pinched your side. 

"Don't be sorry. It looks great." He sighed, looking over your face. But you both could see the worry in each other's eyes. As much as you both enjoyed the alone time with each other.... The fact that Kiri was gone. And neither of you could reach him was painful. 

Maybe if he was home... Or was doing something that wasn't possibly life threatening, it would be different. 

 

The final day was the worst and the best, though. 

It started pretty normally. You and Bakugo gave each other a kiss and a hug. He promised to be safe. And then you decided to take Haru to the dog park.

He was also apparently affected by his dad's absence. He'd slept between you and Bakugo the night before, occasionally trying to find Kiri, pacing over you and Bakugo's legs to find the other man. Whimpering between you two when he couldn't find him. 

Watching the puppy run around with the other dogs was nice. He was such a good boy. You smile as Haru tugged at the end of a toy, another dog tugging at the other end, huffing every time Haru got the upper hand. He would trot back to you every so often and you'd give him water or a treat. By the time you both left, the sun was starting to set. 

You'd parked a bit away from the park, hoping that the extra little walk would wear the little pup down so he could sleep easier without Kirishima home. 

Haru happily strolled beside you, practically bouncing. You just smile down at him, giggling at his demeanor. He reminded you of Kiri. Always happy, no matter what. Until he stopped, his fur prickling and a little growl erupting from him. He had never growled like that. Sure, he'd growl if you or the boys tried to tug a toy away from him, but this was different. "Hey, what's wrong baby?" You ask, crouching down to pet him softly, watching him bark aggressively at something in front of you. When you finally looked up, your stomach twisted in knots. 

Sure, you knew Monoma was a bad guy but the fact that Haru noticed made your stomach churn even more. Because how bad of an air did someone have to give off for a puppy to notice? You straighten up quickly, glaring at the man. "What do you want?" You growl.

He just chuckled. "Glad to know your boyfriends are rubbing off on you." Haru barked at Monoma when he took a step towards you.

Your defenses were all the way up, gently pulling Haru back. "How are you not in jail? Abusive piece of shit." You glare at him. 

Monoma hummed softly, glancing down at the pup. "Can you imagine the uproar it would cause if a pro was thrown in jail over a little lover's spat?" He shrugged. "You're not worth the bad publicity." Rude bitch. 

"Lover's spat my ass. You threatened me and tried to kidnap me." You remind him. He had recovered nicely. Though his nose was now sitting at an abnormal angle. "But that's fine. You're not going to touch me ever again." He stepped towards you quickly, smiling as you step back. 

His head tilted. "I don't know what you're talking about. I would never hurt you." You make a face as he leaned back, looking over you. "I'm so glad you're happy now." Haru barked at your feet, trying to lunge at the blonde. "Have a good night, Y/N!" He gave another unnerving smile before walking past you, your little protector trying to bite him as he passed. 

Your heart pounded in your chest. Why was he still walking around like nothing happened? ... Was it really not worth it to put him in jail? He had attacked you. Your phone vibrated in your pocket, ripping you out of your own thoughts. God, they're going to actually kill him this time.

Glancing down at your phone, your heart soared. Fuck telling Bakugo and Kirishima about this. You just wanted to get home. 

Katsuki <3 
6:52pm
Ei's on his way home!

You could tell them about Monoma being out and finding you on a different day. For now, you just scooped Haru up, sprinting towards Kiri's car. You wanted to get home. You wanted to hug both your boys. You wanted to see Kirishima's reaction to your decorations. Fuck, you just wanted to hug him. He hadn't even been gone three full days but it was too long. 

Notes:

I'm sorry this chapter is so short! But it's important and leads into future chapters!

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I'm getting too deep in my notes again so I'm gonna stop myself. But you guys are so amazing! Thank you for all your love and support!

Chapter 15

Notes:

Heyo! More smut!
Also more apologies because I feel like this is horrible but hey, I'm trying! The best way to get better at something is to keep doing it so.... Have some more smut lol!

Letting Haru off his leash, you look over the shoes by the door. He wasn't home yet. "There's my good boy!" Bakugo laughed loudly. 

You hurry to the kitchen where Bakugo was cooking Kiri's favorite foods. "Did Eiji text you?" You ask, trying to decide if you had enough time to shower or not. The interaction with Monoma was still in the back of your head, but you could push it down for now. You'd talk about it later. 

He shook his head, pecking over your cheeks when you got close enough. "No, one of the sidekicks did." Of course he didn't know the names. He didn't save any names in his phone if they weren't "important". He gave a final kiss to your lips before pushing you towards the hall, practically reading your mind. "Go shower. You've got time if you're quick." You grin up at him, the excitement buzzing between the two of you almost palpable. 

Yes, being with Bakugo alone was nice.... But it felt different. You wanted both of them. 

You hummed softly as you washed your hair. Do they feel the same about me? You wonder, self consciousness seeping into you as you wash the dog smell off of your body. They probably could give or take if you were there, right? After all, they'd been together so long before you came into their lives.... So why did that thought kind of hurt? It wasn't even jealousy.... You didn't know what this feeling was. 

Bakugo threw the door open, ripping yourself from your thoughts. "Sidekick said they're like five minutes out, Princess." He warned, pausing in the doorway to eye you through the shower door. 

Hurrying through the rest of your shower, you end up yanking pajamas on before you're even completely dry. You didn't want to be toweling off when Eijiro got home. You wanted to be there to greet him. Wanted to hug him and make sure he was really okay. 

You and Bakugo stand at the door, both of you shifting from one foot to the other as you just... Waited. 

Kirishima pushed the door open and you both just fucking pounce on him. "Welcome home!" You whimper, clutching onto his shirt, burying your face in his chest. 

Bakugo had his arms around his neck, burying his face into the taller man's neck. "We were fuckin worried, shitty hair." He growled, clutching onto him just as tightly as you were. 

Kiri just grinned, dropping the duffle bag and holding onto you both tightly. "I missed you guys too!" He chuckled, kissing Bakugo's head softly before leaning down to kiss yours. His arms tightened around you both. "Good to be home." He chuckled, grinning as Bakugo tilted his head up to kiss his cheek. You whine slightly, smiling as he dipped down to let you kiss his cheek as well. You and Bakugo slowly peel yourselves off of him, letting him finally get past the entrance of the apartment. "Woah." He mumbled, glancing around at all the decorations. "It looks like Santa threw up in here." He laughs softly. 

"Thank you!" You chirp happily, grinning as they both laughed. 

Bakugo knocked the top of your head. "She did all this herself. I came home and it looked like this. She even dragged that big ass tree up here." He nodded towards the tree.

Kiri's eyes widened. "Y/N you could have hurt yourself!" He whirled on you while you glare at Bakugo. 

"Yeah but I didn't! And I already promised Kats I won't do it again." You assure him, smiling as he ducked down to kiss the top of your head. "Now come on! Dinner's gonna get cold and I bet you're starving." Grabbing his hand, you drag him towards the table.

It felt so much better like this. Sitting beside Kirishima while Bakugo slid your plates over to you, slyly "dropping" a couple pieces of meat onto the floor for Haru. Though the pup was much more excited about sniffling and licking at Kiri's ankles, wallowing all over his feet for attention. You smile softly as Kirishima crouched down to scratch Haru's head softly. "Little shit missed you, too." Bakugo said, glancing over at the other man. "Kept me up all night runnin around the bed looking for you." He chuckled, smiling as the dog finally noticed the meat, racing towards it. 

Kirishima just grinned a little, one of his hands reaching over to grab your leg. "I've missed you guys so much." He sighed, his shoulders fully relaxing as he looked between you and Bakugo. You hum softly, smiling over at him. "How did it go?" You finally ask, picking at your food. 

"Really well! It honestly took more time getting there and back that actually getting the villains in custody." Kiri nodded a bit. You smile warmly, glad that it had gone so smoothly. Honestly, you were just happy that he was home again. It had only been a couple days but it had felt like weeks. "What about you two? What did you do while I was gone?" He asked, grinning between the two of you. 

Bakugo shrugged. "Not much. It's been quiet." He said simply. "Nabbed a bank robber yesterday." You chuckle slightly at how he brushed off capturing a bank robber like it was nothing. 

They both turn to you and you hum. "All this," you pause to motion around the house, "took a whole day. And today I took Haru to the dog park! He had so much fun." Grinning, you glance to the puppy, watching him wander around under the table, waiting for someone to give him scraps. Also ran into Monoma but I'm not going to ruin the mood. 

 

Once everything was cleaned up, the three of you snuggled onto the couch. Well. Kiri had sat down and you and Bakugo had practically smothered him. Bakugo had wormed under one arm while you took the other side. Not that Kirishima minded. He seemed more than happy to just hold onto the two of you. There was something playing on the TV, but none of you were paying attention to it. You were all just happy to nuzzle up, finally back together again. 

You turned your head slightly, placing a gentle kiss to Kiri's neck, smiling as his hand moved to run a hand through your hair. Bakugo hummed slightly, reaching up to turn Kiri towards him, kissing him firmly. The hand in your hair tightened it's hold slightly and you shift a bit higher on the couch, gently nipping at the redhead's neck. He groaned slightly as Bakugo's hand slid up his thigh, yours snaking under his shirt, gently tracing over his chest. Bakugo pulled back, his lips trailing over the other side of Kirishima's neck. "You gonna let us take care of you?" He growled and you grinned slightly, feeling Kiri's heart pick up under your fingers. He nodded a bit, his head tilting towards you. You happily move up, pressing your lips against his, the hand in your hair slid down your back, gripping your ass firmly.

Finally, Bakugo pulls back, standing up and dragging Kiri up with him. "Go." He said firmly, watching the larger man hurry towards the hall. The blonde paused, motioning towards the hall again. "C'mon, you." He chuckled, watching you hurry off the couch. 

"I was coming!" You shoot back, laughing as he slapped your ass on your way past him. 

"You're about to be." He growled, hot on your heels. 

Kirishima was already on the bed, shirt off, a grin on his face as he waited for you two. "Take your fuckin pants off, dumbass." Bakugo barked over your shoulder, tossing his shirt off to the side. "You too." He pinched your side. Both you and Kiri were holding back laughs. Always to the fucking point. You both climb onto the bed beside Kirishima, his eyes shifting from one to the other. Bakugo turned his head towards him, kissing him while you worked at Kiri's neck, kissing your way to his collar, nipping at his skin. His hand trailed over your spine softly, your eyes flickering up to his face. Bakugo had moved to his jaw, kissing over it gently. Kiri's eyebrows were furrowed, his free hand tangled at the back of of the other man's hair. It was a beautiful fucking sight and you smiled slightly, dipping down to swipe your tongue over one of his nipples, earning a low groan from him. 

You trail your hand over Kirishima's abdomen, his muscles flexing as your fingers grazed over them. "Fuck." Kiri's voice was already so breathy, practically panting when you finally wrapped your hand around his cock. His hips twitched forward as you slowly start pumping your hand over him. A sharp breath escaped him as Bakugo moved to the other side of his chest. You hum slightly, nipping at the little bud in your mouth, soothing your tongue over it afterwards. "Fuck that's a lot." Kiri hissed, hips jerking as he covered his eyes with one of his arms. 

Every time you'd had sex before this, it seemed like both men were more focused on absolutely wrecking you. Which they did, every fucking time. But this was really the first time that one of the boys had all the attention. And sure, it was fun having them both trying to make you cum... But it was nice to be able to finally give at least one of them the same feeling. 

Bakugo grunted, pulling you out of your own head. You glance over to him and he jerked his head up slightly, silently telling you to move back up. Nodding, you pull your hand away from Kirishima's cock, Bakugo happily replacing it with his own. You trail open mouthed kisses up Kiri's neck, smiling as he quickly turned his head towards you, kissing you firmly. It was sloppy, sure but you didn't fucking mind, eagerly returning the kiss with just as much excitement. He cupped your cheek softly, brushing his thumb over your face before pulling back, biting into your neck gently, smiling against you skin as you let out a small moan. He continued nipping across your neck, leaving a trail of marks over your skin. "Come sit on my face, pretty girl." He leaned up to bite your ear softly. 

"Hey, tonight's about you." You shoot back, moaning slightly as he palmed over one of your breasts. 

"Yeah, and eating you out is going to make him feel good. So hop up there, Princess." Bakugo barks before moving to settle himself between the man's legs, leaning down to run his tongue over the head of Kiri's dick. 

You take a deep breath, the sight sparking something inside you before finally shuffling to plant your thighs around Kiri's head, ready to settle down when he lightly slapped your thigh. "Turn around, Sunshine. I can tell you want to watch. Plus, Kats really likes seeing your face when you cum." He gripped at your thigh softly, a small moan slipping from his mouth.

He had a point. You quickly readjust yourself, jumping as Kirishima grabbed your thighs, pulling you down onto him, his tongue easily finding your clit. Whimpering slightly, you lean forward to support yourself on his chest, giving him better access. Fuck, he's way too good at that. Your eyes finally settle on Bakugo, his mouth wrapped around Kiri's cock, slowly pulling back. "Fuckin tease." Kirishima breathed against your cunt before continuing his assault, smirking as you let out a small moan. 

Bakugo pulled all the way back, lazily pumping Kiri with one hand, the other pointing to the side. "There's lube in the night stand, Princess. Hand it here." You nod slightly, carefully leaning to the side, grabbing the little bottle and handing it to Bakugo, a gasp escaping you as Kirishima shoved his tongue into you. 

One of Kiri's hands kneaded your ass firmly, the other reaching around to run over your clit as he fucked you with his tongue. You let out another whimper, thighs twitching around his jaw as you watch Bakugo wrapped his lips back around Kirishima's cock, slowly pushing a finger into him. Kiri's motions slowed down for just a second before returning his tongue to your clit, both of his hands gripping your thighs. Bakugo hummed slightly around Kiri, his free hand coming up to smooth over his thigh. Another moan rips through you as you watch the blonde finally pick up the pace, his head bobbing up and down Kirishima's dick, slowly starting to move his hand. 

It didn't take long to have you teetering over the edge. Between watching Bakugo suck Kiri off and Kirishima being absolutely relentless on you clit, it was a lot. You let out a breathy whine, panting slightly as Bakugo slowly pushed a second finger into the man. Kiri's grip on your thighs tightened a bit. After a moment, his hands relaxed and he let out a moan against your clit, the vibrations snapping the knot in your stomach. A string of moans and whimpers escaping you as you tried to clench your thighs together, Kiri keeping them spread, his face still buried in your pussy, not letting up in the slightest. 

You tried to catch your breath, watching Bakugo finally pull back, nudging Kiri's legs further apart, pumping his own cock in his hand. He positioned himself easily, his free hand reaching up to tug on a loose strand of your hair gently, pulling you towards him. You whince slightly, Kiri's tongue swiping a bit harder against your over sensitive clit, letting Bakugo pull you towards him. The kiss was bruising, all tongue and teeth as he slowly pushed into Kirishima, the redhead gripping deeper into your thighs. 

Bakugo pulled back slightly, one of his hands smoothing over Kiri's thigh, the other gripping the back of your head. You don't even fight him as he pushed you down, you just happily run your tongue over the underside of Kirishima's cock, his grip tightening even more, probably bruising you. "Shit." He growled, gently tapping the outside of your thigh. You quickly hoist yourself up and off of his face before quickly returning to his dick. Honestly, it was kind of nice to get a fucking break, the over stimulation had you close to tears. "Fuck." Kiri groaned as you finally wrap your lips around him. His hand flew to the back of your head, hips jerking slightly. 

"You okay?" Bakugo's voice was gentle, gently rubbing over his leg. You glance up at him, humming slightly as he nodded. Kiri let out a breath before nodding again, massaging into your scalp softly, nudging you lower onto his cock. Getting the hint, you quickly return your attention to him, doing your best to take every inch of him in your throat. Bakugo slowly began moving. "You're always so god damn tight." Bakugo growled, one of his hands tightly gripping Kirishima's hip, the other swatting the hand off the back of your head. 

You pull back, looking up at him, confused until he grabbed your wrist, tugging you towards him. "C'mere Princess, there's enough room." He groaned, smirking as you hurried to swing your leg over Kirishima's hips. "This alright, baby?" Bakugo asked, thrusting roughly into Kiri. "You want our pretty Y/N to ride you while I fuck you?" He asked, Kirishima grabbing your hips firmly, moaning as you slowly sink down onto him, a shiver trailing up your spine. You never thought you'd ever exactly be used to how big they both were. "Yeah, of course you do. See how much we missed you?" You could feel Bakugo's chest brushing against your back as you slowly started to move, watching Kiri squirm under you both. Bakugo groaned loudly, his forehead hitting your shoulder as one of Kirishima's hands reached up to palm your breast, grazing his thumb over your nipple. You whimpered slightly, planting your hands on his chest to steady yourself, his free hand gripping your hip to help you set a pace. Bakugo grunted in your ear, snaking a hand around your hips, finding your clit easily. "He's not gonna last long with both of us, Princess. Let's see if we can get you to cum again. It always feels so good when you do. You want her to cum on your cock, Ei?" Your hips involuntarily jerk towards Bakugo's hand, another whimper escaping. Kirishima nodded, his nails digging into your hips. 

Bakugo groaned a bit, thrusting harder into Kiri while his fingers worked expertly against your abused clit. You let out a small whine, Kirishima taking control of your movements, easily lifting you up and practically impaling you on his cock. His hands were shaking a bit, his eyes locked onto you and Bakugo, a series of moans and grunts falling from his lips. The pressure that had been building steadily finally released when Kiri slammed you down on him, Bakugo's fingers pressing firmly on your clit. You and Kirishima both let out whimpering moans, broken names escaping both of you as you came. His fingers slowly released your hips, Bakugo following you both quickly, growling and biting roughly into your shoulder. "Fuck." He groaned around your skin. 

The three of you just stayed like that for a while, just panting and trying to come back down to earth before Kirishima finally spoke up. "Fuck, that was a lot." He grunted, hissing as you shifted your weight. 

"Yeah, welcome home. Don't move." Bakugo kissed over the bite mark he left on your shoulder before pulling back. 

Your shoulders were still heaving as you leaned down to kiss Kirishima. "You okay?" You asked softly, pecking over his cheeks, smiling as he grinned up at you, nodding. 

"Hell of a night back." He chuckled, catching a wash cloth that was thrown at him. You laugh softly, letting Bakugo help ease you off and onto the bed, leaning back to clean you up while Kirishima leaned over to kiss the side of his head. "You didn't need that much." He grumbled.

The blonde whirled at him. "Not my fault you were so fuckin tense!" He barked back. 

Kirishima shook his head. "This was the first time either of us bottomed with Y/N so yeah, I was a little tense." He shot back.

You watch them for a minute before laughing softly. "We literally just fucked and y'all are arguing." Giggling, you sit up. "I can't with you guys sometimes." You shake your head as Kiri finally crawled back into the bed, frowning as you shift to get up. "I'll be right back! I just gotta pee and put my phone on charge." You promise, scooping up the cloth Kirishima had dropped on the floor, tossing it and the one Bakugo had used to clean you up with into the hamper before going to the bathroom. 

Finally, you scoop your phone off the couch, frowning when you noticed someone had texted you. 

Unknown 
12:03am
Glad to see Kirishima made it home safely. 

Your heart fell to your stomach as you stared at the message. You didn't need to ask who it was. No one else would text you creepy shit from a random number so late. 

"Oi, you comin to bed dumbass?" Bakugo barked from the bedroom. 

There was no way you were talking about this tonight. "Yeah, yeah." You yell back, deleting the message and wandering back to the bedroom, Haru already trying to climb onto the bed. "Sorry." You mumble, plugging your phone in before sliding in on Kirishima's free side, nuzzling into his chest. 

"You okay, Sunshine?" He asked and you nod quickly. 

No. "Of course! I'm just so glad you're home." You grin up at him, leaning up to peck his cheek softly. 

Chapter 16

Notes:

Mild descriptions of violence.
It isn't TOO bad, but it wasn't fun to write so I can't imagine it'll be fun to read.

But I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Thank you all for your comments and support! I adore all of you so much <3

You hum softly, glancing over the wrapped presents. Everything looked perfect now. The boys had the next few days off. Christmas, visiting Bakugo's family and a trip to the cemetery to visit your mother's grave and Kiri's parents as well. You and Bakugo were going to spend the next morning cooking. It was going to be a really good break for them. And it was Christmas! Your first Christmas with your boys. 

Currently, you were trying to make sure you had everything you needed for dinner and some sweets you'd planned on making. Everything was checking out until you picked up the little bottle of vanilla extract. "Shit." You sigh a little, capping the bottle and setting it down. Everything would be closed the next day. "Man, I was really hoping to avoid going to the store." You whine, glancing down as Haru barked up at her. Every store was going to be jam packed and an absolute mess. "Damn it." You take another moment to groan about having to leave the house before throwing on your shoes. "I'll be home soon!" You promise Haru, patting his head.

He whined loudly, causing you to pause. He was usually really good about being home alone. "Hey, I'll be right back, I promise!" You crouch down to scratch behind his ears again. You stood back up, sighing as he whined again. "Bye Haru." You pout a little as you slip out the door, hearing him yip and bark through the door. That was weird, but he could probably just tell how much you didn't want to be going to the store. 

You didn't even consider taking Kiri's car. The roads would be just as hectic as the stores. No point in trying to deal with that when you could just walk. 

Humming softly, you practically bounce down the sidewalk. It was starting to snow and everything looked almost picturesque. Christmas was always your favorite time of year. Even though you had to deal with insane people at the store just for a bottle of fucking vanilla, you weren't going to let it get you down! Vanilla and then home. Simple. That's the plan. 

That was the plan. 

You'd almost made it to the store when an arm looped around your shoulders, something sharp poking into your ribs. "Y/N! There you are!" Monoma sounded genuinely happy to see you. But all you could think about was the fact he literally had a knife on you in broad daylight. "It's so hard to get you by yourself nowadays. Let's go talk." He chuckled, trying to turn you. But you stayed frozen. There was no way he would stab you in public. You weren't stupid. 

Okay, maybe a little considering you still hadn't told either of your boyfriends about Monoma still being a big issue. That... That was kind of dumb, but you were scared. What if they decided you weren't worth all this fucking stress or worse they found him and actually killed him this time?

Regardless, he wouldn't stab you in public. At least that's what you thought until the tip of the knife sliced through your sweater and into your skin. Not a deep cut, but enough to make a point. "No one's going to help you right now. Everyone's so busy getting ready for Christmas, wrapped up in their own heads." Fuck. He turned you again, smiling as you finally followed him. "There we go. We're going to go have a nice little chat." He hummed, keeping the knife against you, grazing your skin as you walked. 

You were panicking and you couldn't even think of what to do. Why couldn't he leave you alone? He, himself, told you that you were worthless but he won't just... Leave you alone. Let you be worthless without him. "Monoma, why are you doing this?" You ask, your voice soft. There was no way you could be loud without your voice breaking. 

He glanced down at you, smiling. "You made an embarrassment out of me. Someone like you embarrassed me. Everyone knew you were dating me." You grit your teeth as he turns down an alleyway. Great. He's going to kill me. "We really showed everyone how amazing I treated you.... And then you leave me over nothing.... And hook up with not just one, but two of the top heroes?" Shaking his head, he looked down at you. "And you parade yourself around with them, looking happier than you ever did with me. Though I can't imagine you actually are. I mean... What are you? Nothing. You're nothing to them." He continued, stopping. The knife moved from your ribs to your neck, poking the flesh. What the fuck where you supposed to do here?

Sure, you knew some self defense stuff... But you weren't faster than him. Monoma kept his eyes on you as he dug into his pockets. "They've been together a while. Lift up your hands." He paused, sighing as you glare at him, pushing the knife deeper into your neck, creating another shallow cut. Tears stung the corner of your eyes as you slowly pull your hands up, eyes focused on the wall behind him as you felt metal pressing against your wrists. "Chargebolt let that slip a few years ago. He really shouldn't be trusted with secrets. Anyway." He hummed softly, glancing to the end of the alley. A car was there. Not his car, but a car nonetheless. "It seems to me like they're just using you. I mean, they've been together so long, never gone public.... But suddenly throw you in the mix and now they want to tell everyone? To me it seems like they wanted to test the waters of them being together and it was easier to do that with a woman in the mix." Your eyes slowly shift to Monoma's. 

That didn't make sense... Did it? No... They cared about you. "This will prove it, don't you think?" He paused, pulling a piece of fabric out of his pocket. "Big breath." You didn't even have time to question his sentence before the cloth was shoved over your mouth and nose. The knife still poking your neck kept you from struggling. It smelled like a hospital. And made you... so dizzy.

 

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Bakugo and Kirishima were both instantly confused when there was no "Welcome home!" when they opened the door. "Oi, Princess!" Bakugo barked out, grinning as Haru bolted to his feet, his tail wagging. Kirishima instantly started making his way through the apartment as Bakugo ruffled up Haru's fur happily. 

"Sunshine, we're home!" Kiri called out, peeking into your room. Bakugo frowned, glancing around for a second. 

No shoes. "Did she have somewhere to go? Shoes are gone." He stood up quickly. They could both tell something was off. 

Kirishima hummed softly, shaking his head. "She didn't say anything about leaving today." He mumbled. "Her purse and phone are gone too." Haru barked up at him until he crouched down to pet over his head. "In fact she said she didn't want to leave because the stores get so hectic the day before Christmas." His frown deepened. Something was wrong. 

Bakugo had started looking around the apartment, pausing in the kitchen when he noticed the vanilla bottle out of place. You'd said something about making cookies. Curiously, he opened the bottle, chuckling. "She probably went out for this." He held up the little bottle, showing Kirishima who relaxed a bit. 

"Then she'll be home soon." He sighed, stretching. "I was getting worried." Bakugo nodded to agree, putting the little bottle back down. 

They both were able to relax, stretching out on the couch as they waited for you. Haru pacing between them and the door, whining a bit. Then an hour passed. Kirishima brushed it off. "She didn't take the car... And the stores really do get crazy." They both nodded, pretending they weren't getting worried again. 

Then another hour passed. "I'm calling her." Bakugo barked out, pulling his phone out. "Shitty woman should at least text us. Fuck." He mumbled, finding your contact and calling you. Kiri mumbled something about putting you on speaker, both of them staring at the phone until the call was finally answered. 

"Hello?" Both men instantly felt sick. You sounded like you'd been crying. Not just crying but sobbing. 

"Princess, where the fuck are you?"

"Are you okay?"

Silence on the other end. Then shuffling. They could hear how fast you were breathing. "No, fuck that." You barked, your voice cracking. "And fuck you. Kill me, I don't give a shit." They both jumped up. 

Both of them spoke at the same time. "What's going on?" Kirishima yelled, grabbing Bakugo's arm tightly. 

"Who are you talking to?" He snapped into the phone. 

There was more loud shuffling, and they heard a groan. "Dumb bit-" Monoma's voice sounded in the phone before the call ended abruptly, leaving both men just staring at the phone, silently panicking. 

Finally, Kirishima squeezed his arm. "That was Monoma."

"Fuck's sake. Do you know what agency he's working for?" Bakugo asked, shoving his phone in his pocket and bolting towards the door. 

Kiri nodded. "I'm pretty sure. Fuck. You don't think he'd actually hurt her, do you?" He asked, his stomach churning as he followed Bakugo, throwing his shoes back on. 

"He gave her a fucking concussion last time." He reminded the redhead, grabbing his hand softly. "I know." He said, trying to soften his voice when he noticed tears in Kiri's eyes. "But we can't freak out right now. We gotta find them." Kirishima took a breath, nodding slightly. They could panic later. 

 

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Ow

Monoma landed another kick to your ribs. You tried to curl into yourself as much as possible. "All you had to do," he paused, pressing the toe of his shoe into your cheek. "Was read off the fucking paper and you couldn't even do that right. You want me to kill you that bad?" He asked, swinging his foot back once more, stopping as you covered your head. "I'll kill you." He crouched down to look at your face. "You managed to yell at me but you didn't even tell them who was with you. Or where you were." You roll onto your back, glaring up at him. 

"They know I'm in danger now." You spit back at him. "That's enough." He rolled his eyes, standing back up. 

God I fucking hope it's enough. 

"You say that, but I doubt it's true. I mean... Why waste so much energy on someone like you?" He asked, crossing the room to sit in a chair.

You had no clue where the fuck you were. It wasn't Monoma's house, but you guessed he was too smart to take you there. That would be obvious. It looked like maybe a warehouse? Something like that. Wherever it was, it was fucking freezing. If he didn't kill you first, you were sure you'd end up with frost bite. Honestly, you didn't know which would be a better way to go at this point. Monoma had already cut you up. Sure, they weren't deep (other than the one on your thigh, that one sucked) but he seemed to really enjoy seeing you flinch. 

Maybe freezing to death would be better than whatever he had planned. "What's your plan after you kill me anyway?" You ask, glaring at him as he watched you attempt to sit up. It felt like at least one rib was broken. Maybe two... Or three. 

His head tilted to the side, shrugging. "I'm leaving. Moving to America in a couple weeks. I don't plan on getting caught, but it'll be easier for me if I'm out of the country." Crossing his legs, he glanced to the watch on his wrist. 

"Smart, I guess." You pant out, giving up on sitting up and just laying on your back. Everything hurt. Your ribs, your lungs, your eyes. Everything just hurt. But you were so tired. Between the intense sobbing episode you'd had when you first woke up and the beating you'd just taken... You were exhausted. He stood up, your head slowly turning to look at him. 

"I'll be back in a few hours. Try not to miss me too much, alright?" He kicked your feet as he passed you. 

You weren't even sure what had happened. Sure, he'd always been.... A lot. But this was a whole new level. He'd been so nice. You were just staring up at the ceiling, thinking back to everything that had happened. 

A coffee shop. You'd met him at a coffee shop. It was early, he was in his hero costume. You'd bumped into him and spilled coffee all over him. And he'd laughed, asked if you were alright and grabbed napkins to help you clean up. The first few months were really great. He'd bring you flowers. Stop by your house just because he was thinking of you. Where had it changed? You sniffled slightly, easing yourself onto your side, curling into a ball.

 

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Bakugo and Kirishima where outside Monoma's apartment. Leaning on either side of his door. His agency had been more than happy to help them when they brought up the incident at the Gala. How he still had a job was insane, but that wasn't the point. Not at the moment. "Katsuki." Kirishima looked up as the blonde slowed his pace down the hallway, eyeing the men. 

Bakugo didn't give him the chance to walk back towards the elevator. "Get back here you piece of shit." He snarled, grabbing the back of his shirt and ripping him back towards them. "Where the fuck is she?" He slammed the man into his door, one hand wrapped around his throat, the other held back, ready to set off his quirk. 

Kirishima didn't stop him, instead he just stepped closer. "Don't play dumb, Monoma. We know she was with you. Now where is she?" He pressed. 

Monoma just tilted his head. "Who?" He asked, flinching as Bakugo let off a small explosion, right in front of his face. Kirishima gently nudged Bakugo to the side, exposing more of Monoma's body to him. 

"Where. Is. She." Kiri glared at him, landing a punch to the door beside his shoulder. 

Still, he shook his head, looking over Bakugo's shoulder. "Evening Mrs. Matsuda. Would you care to call security?" He asked, his voice calm as ever. 

Both men pulled back a bit. Kirishima glared over his shoulder at the woman before looking back down at Monoma. "We're going to find her." He said firmly. "And when we do, you're fucking done." He growled, planting another punch directly beside Monoma's head.

"We're going to kill you." Bakugo growled, leaning back and grabbing Kirishima's shoulder, pulling him back. 

They were both gone before security could make it to the apartment. Bakugo paced in the parking lot, kicking the side of his car roughly. "She's not in there. He was too calm for her to be in there." Kirishima sighed, crouching down beside the car, rubbing his hand through his hair. 

Bakugo growled loudly, trying to think of anyone who might know something. "Weren't you friends with one of the extras from his class? The metal guy." He turned towards Kirishima who sat up, nodding. 

"Tetsutetsu. Yeah." He pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Maybe he knows.... Something." He sighed softly. At this point they didn't even know what would help. But.... Anything was better than nothing. 

 

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You groaned softly, rolling onto your stomach. There was like... Half a beer bottle on the other side of the room. You'd been just staring at it for a while, wishing it was a full bottle. Full of alcohol. You were sure you could get to it. Sure, Monoma had chained up your hands, but the ties on your ankles were pretty loose. You could probably crawl towards it. At least die drunk.

Maybe that wouldn't be so bad. Your eyes fluttered closed. It was really cold. And you weren't even sure how long it had been. It could have been five minutes, it could have been hours... Could have been a day at this point. Maybe your boys would be there soon. A small smile crossed your face. Thinking about them made you really happy. But fuck, they were probably freaking out. You should have told them about Monoma. You should have been honest. You should have....

Wait a minute. Your eyes snapped open, looking up at the beer bottle. It was shattered at the end. You look down at your ankles. Rope. Normal rope. Back to the beer bottle. 

He'd locked the door, but if you could get up. If you could get up and have a weapon.... 

Maybe you could get the fuck out of here. Find someone, anyone. You could do that. 

Monoma said he'd be back, but you weren't sure when. So you'd have to be fast. Your breathing picked up as you forced yourself onto your knees, your body screaming for you to stop. The motion reopened the wound in your thigh that had just stopped bleeding. But the adrenaline shooting through you gave you enough buffer to be able to deal with it. After taking a minute to figure out the best way to crawl towards the bottle. 

The only thing on your mind was getting that bottle. As long as you could get that, you had a good chance to get the fuck out. 

Your ribs ached, thigh throbbing as you made your way to the bottle, crying happily as your fingers finally wrapped around it. Tugging your legs up, you hiss, feeling the stinging from every little cut, every bruise. A loud creaking turned the adrenaline into fear. He was back. You had to be fucking fast. "I got a visit from your boyfriends." Monoma's voice echoed. It sounded like he was still pretty far off... Maybe a stairwell? Doesn't matter. 

Slicing desperately, you manage to give yourself a few more cuts on your ankles. But after some struggle, you were able to kick the ropes off your feet. "Maybe they care a bit more than I gave them credit for. Too bad they still have no idea where you are." His laugh was closer as you force yourself to your feet, staggering slightly as you make it to the door. You couldn't give him any time to react. You had to get him right when the door opened. 

You could do this. You could get out of here. 

Chapter 17

Notes:

ANGST!

This was hard to write. I teared up a little, ngl.
Also, our lovely Y/N goes through slight suicidal thoughts. Nothing too heavy, but if you're sensitive to that, please read with caution!

As always! I love you guys so much and hope you're having an amazing week! Have a good morning, day, night, whatever you're having! You guys are absolutely the most amazing people on the plant <3

There was no thinking when Monoma opened the door. You just went for it, swiping the broken bottle across his chest as hard as you physically could, pushing him back, out of the room. The room exited straight into a stairwell. So you pushed him back until his back hit the back of the railings. "You little-" You pulled back, swiping the bottle up towards his face. You didn't know where you hit him. Didn't even know if you had hit him, but you pulled back to start fucking bolting down the stairs. 

13. So we're on the 13th floor. Can I make it all the way-

An explosion cut off your train of thought, destroying a chunk of the stairs in front of you. Your heart raced for a second before realizing it was Monoma. He must had copied Bakugo's quirk. Shit!

Roof it is! 

You turn to bolt up the stairs when Monoma grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards him. He planted a hand on your hip, another small explosion singing your skin. Holy fuck that hurts! But you were so close. Even if you didn't get away you could at least go out on your own fucking terms. He wasn't going to be the one to take that away from you. That's the point you were at. You take a step towards Monoma, jamming the broken bottle as hard as you can into whatever body part was in front of you. He gasped out, eyes widening as you pull back, taking the moment to race up the stairs. 

No matter what happened, you weren't going to die by his hands. You refused. 

Shoving open the door to the roof, you look around. Could you jump to another roof? Maybe. If it was close enough! But when you looked around, your stomach churned. The only building close enough was taller than the roof you were on. Another building was off to the other side, but much too far. None to the back and the street was in the front. Your heart sank a bit, running towards the street. Maybe there was a hero around? Police? Someone? 

No. No one. Who would be out this late on Christmas Eve? All that for nothing. The adrenaline was wearing off. Your ribs hurt so badly, and it felt like your thigh had been ripped in half. Every little slice was burning. Maybe you'd get a miracle. A humorless laugh escaped you as you heard the door open behind you again. Taking a final glance around, you took a breath. "Make sure you tell my boys I love them." You bark over your shoulder, hoisting yourself over the ledge. "It's the least you could do!" 

A Christmas miracle would be pretty fuckin great right now.

 

---

 

Kirishima and Bakugo had run into Mina on their way to Tetsutetsu's house. "Hey you two! Shouldn't you be home with Y/N?" She teased, stalking up to them as they got out of the car. "She loves Christmas!" She giggled, pausing at the looks on their faces. "What's up?" She asked softly. 

"Monoma has her." Kirishima explained, frowning as the woman's eyes widened. "When we got home, she wasn't there an-and she called-" He stopped, feeling like his throat was closing up. He'd been holding everything back for hours. 

Mina was quick at his side, rubbing his back softly. "She'd been cryin. You know how her voice does that shaky thing? And then kinda gets gravely when she's been crying like hard?" Bakugo paused to take a deep breath. "Yeah. Then she started yellin at someone. And then we heard Monoma. We've already been to his house, he's no fuckin help." He cleared his throat a bit, looking down as Mina's free hand lifted to rub his back. 

"Wait... Monoma?" She asked softly, watching both men nod. "Sero saw him earlier today on the other side of town. He was leaving an abandoned warehouse. Thought it was weird but Monoma's a weird guy so..." Her eyes widened slightly before whipping out her phone to call her boyfriend. "Sero! You saw Monoma earlier tonight, yeah?" Both men stared holes into Mina as she spoke into her phone. "Yeah, Bakugo and Kiri are with me. Long story, we think he has Y/N..... Really?... Okay great!" She pulled the phone away from her ear. 

Bakugo was instantly barking in her face. "What the fuck did he say?" He growled, snarling louder as Mina pushed him back.

She took a breath. "He's going to send me the general location. Luckily Shoto and Deku are patrolling that area tonight so if anything seems off, you know they'll catch it!" Mina said, looking down as Sero texted her. She quickly shared the location with both men. "Hey!" She ran after them as they took off to their car. "She was my friend before she was your girlfriend! I'm coming too!" Kiri was the one to hurry her up, motioning desperately to the back door of the car. 

"I'm going to fucking kill him." Bakugo seethed as he waited for both of them to sit down. He didn't even wait for them to get buckled before speeding down the street.

"We'll both kill him." Kiri said firmly, eyes locked on his phone, ready to give directions.

Mina sighed softly. "Hopefully Shoto and Deku will be there. I don't think I'll care enough to stop you guys." She mumbled, rubbing her palms over her knees. 

 

---

 

Miracle? Maybe not. But a familiar face? Absolutely. 

A sob escaped your throat as arms wrapped around you. "You alright?" A friendly voice chirped, landing on the ground with ease. You were alive... You were alive! Your eyes snapped up at Deku, still cradling you against his chest. 

You didn't die. Holy shit. You were really ready to die to get away from that bastard. "Monoma!" You scream, taking another deep breath. Even though you were alive something wasn't right. You couldn't.... Get a full breath in. "Neito Monoma. He fuckin-" You paused to attempt to get another breath in. "He kidnapped me. He said he was going to kill me. He is the one who cut me up an-" Wow, you didn't remember Deku's face being so fuzzy. "Ribs broke." You manage out, eyes fluttering. "He tried to.... Tried to kill me." Oh. You were blacking out. God damn it. At least it looked like he was listening. "Stole Kats's quirk. Burnt...." You couldn't breath anymore. "Chest tight." 

Deku nodded quickly. "You focus on breathing, okay? Shoto," He spoke to the side, away from you as he gave the address, carefully setting you on the ground, laying you flat. "Monoma should be around here. Can you find him?.... Detain him if you do.... Okay." He turned his attention back to you. Now that you weren't talking, it was a little easier. His hand smoothed over your forehead softly. "I've got an ambulance on the way, okay?" You really tried to focus your eyes on him, but everything was really fuzzy. "Focus on taking deep breaths if you can." You couldn't. "Do you want me to call Kacchan?" He asked and you nod as much as you can, your head barely shifting. "Okay." He nodded, leaning back but sliding his hand into yours. 

Which was nice. It was nice that someone was there. Was this what death felt like? You couldn't breathe. It felt like your chest was exploding. Like when you held your breath too long underwater. 

Maybe you could go on vacation after all this? That resort you had booked for Ayame looked so pretty. Tears slipped out of the corners of your eyes. There was so many things you still wanted to do. At least your book was published. Was that something to really be thinking about right now? You didn't know. Everything was so muddled. You were just... Trying to stay awake... You were scared. Your fingers tightened around Deku's. If you passed out, you would die. That was your mindset. "I don't want to die." You whimpered out, his hand holding onto yours firmly. 

"Hey, you're alright. Stay with me. Get here soon. She's not doing good." He whispered it... But you heard it. 

You tilt your head up slightly. "Tell them I love them please?" You whisper. 

Deku nodded softly, running his thumb over your knuckles. "You can tell them when they get here.... But I'll tell them." If you died. He didn't have to finish it. You knew. At least they would know. That was your last thought before you completely passed out. 

 

It didn't take long for Bakugo to be screeching tires beside Deku. "Move." He snapped, practically shoving the other man away from you. 

"She's out." Deku said softly. "Breathing's really shallow. I don't know what happened but-" He paused, looking up at Kirishima as he stalked past him, moving to your other side. 

Neither of them said a word, Mina crouching down beside Bakugo, running her fingers through your hair. "Oh, honey." She whispered, watching your chest rise and fall. It wasn't deep. It was barely moving. 

"Where the fuck is the ambulance?" Kirishima snapped over to Deku who jumped at the tone. Kiri was rarely one to snap at another hero, let alone someone he considered a friend. 

As if to answer the question, sirens blared in the distance, quickly approaching. Bakugo looked over his shoulder, holding your hand tightly. "Ei. Go with her. Deku. Where was she?" His voice was level, almost calm. 

Kirishima shook his head, though. "Absolutely not. Mina... Please. We'll be there soon." He promised. 

She nodded quickly. "Of course. Be careful. I'll call you if anything happens." She said firmly. They all backed up as the EMT's swarmed your body. They intubated you almost instantly, cutting away your shirt, exposing the nasty bruising around your torso, causing more anger to bubble in both men as they watched Mina hop in the back with them. 

Deku sighed softly. "She was there. She jumped and I caught her. But hold on. Sho, did you find Monoma?" He asked into his earpiece. 

"Yes." The monotone voice crackled through. "He's cut up. We're waiting on EMTs." Deku nodded slightly. 

"Shoto has him. A couple streets down. He's cut up so they're waiting on-" Bakugo was already going, Kirishima pausing to hear Deku out. "EMTs. Another should be about 15 minutes out. Don't kill him." He said softly, looking to his feet. 

Kirishima clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you. We won't." He smiled at the man, but even he wasn't convinced. 

 

"There you are, bastard." Bakugo grinned as his eyes locked onto Monoma, stalking towards him. Shoto simply took a step back. "Hope you're ready to die." He lunged forward. 

Monoma looked towards Shoto. "You're not going to stop him?" He screamed, his face and stomach still seeping blood from Sho's refusal of bandages. After all, he'd already used them all. Nothing he could do. 

Shoto shrugged softly. "They have an investigation to do." He said calmly, watching Bakugo snatch the front of his shirt with one hand, the other pointed towards the ground. His quirk shot them both into the air before Monoma could react. 

"You better hope you die from the fall." Bakugo chuckled, pulling the man towards him. "Man, our pretty girl did a number on you, didn't she?" He snarked, looking over the jagged cuts across his face. Once they were high enough, Bakugo just smirked at him, letting go of his shirt, watching him plummet to the ground. 

Kirishima caught him easily, giving him no time to recover before slamming him into the ground. He hardened his fists before landing two good punches to his stomach. "I hope you go to prison. I'm sure a hero in prison will do so well. You'll be dead within a week We won't have to kill you." He smiled in Monoma's face, relishing in the pain he was causing the man. 

Monoma let out a pained whimper, looking towards Shoto for assistance, but the man was busy checking his nails like they were the most interesting things he'd ever seen. Bakugo was back on him before he could look back at Kiri. "Poor bastard." He barked, letting off an explosion directly over one of the cuts on his stomach. "This what you gave her? You stole my quirk, right?" He growled. 

He'd noticed it when he'd reached your body. The singed clothes and flesh. He knew that and his brain went to when he had Monoma by the throat. Kirishima looked over to Bakugo for a second. "You used one of our quirks on her?" He questioned, landing another blow to his opposite side. "You absolute asshole." He growled. 

Bakugo nodded, letting off a bigger explosion to his side, feeling the skin melting under his hand. "Man, it's too bad you struggled so much." His voice was degrading as Monoma begged for them to stop. "Did Y/N ask you to stop?" He screamed, getting right in his face. "Did she cry and beg you?" Kiri's hand on his back stopped him, tears finally making their way down his cheeks. "I hope you don't die in prison. I hope you stay there for the rest of your miserable life. So you can know a fraction of what you've caused our Y/N." He pulled back just enough to spit in Monoma's face. 

"Enough." Deku's voice pulled them both back. "They're less than five minutes away. You need to back off." He said firmly, practically peeling Kirishima off of him. Bakugo nodded, pulling back. 

"Let's get to the hospital." He mumbled, glancing down at their handiwork before looking to Deku. "They have any questions for us, we're at the hospital. C'mon Eiji." He grabbed the larger man's hand, pulling him towards the car. 

Deku took a breath. "Hey. She.... Before she passed out.... She wanted you two to know that she loves you." He looked down at Monoma, sighing as he leaned back against the building beside Shoto. "That's the last thing she said." He muttered, clamping his mouth shut as the sirens got closer. 

Both mens' hands tightened around each other's, nodding a small thanks before heading to the car. 

 

---

 

Mina was crying. Pushing back more tears as the men ran in. Sero was at her side, rubbing her back to comfort her. But she wasn't sitting still. She never could when something bad was happening. Rocking, running her hands over over her knees, hugging herself... She was just trying to sooth herself. 

Both Bakugo and Kirishima stopped when they saw Mina. They were both assuming the worst, but her eyes lightened just slightly at them. "She's still fighting." She assured them, sniffling. "She... She's flatlined twice. But she's still there. Uhm.... She broke two ribs a-and one of them punctured her lungs. So they're... Trying to fix it." Sero pulled her towards him as she cried. 

Kirishima plopped down in a chair across from the couple, coughing softly. "She's still alive." He whispered, pulling Bakugo down. "She's still alive." He repeated, pulling the blonde to his chest as he finally broke down. It wasn't loud sobs. It was quiet jumps of his shoulders while he clutched to his other partner. He'd been holding it in all night. He'd been turning it into anger. He'd been doing everything he could to not break down. 

And it was finally too much. He just took the comfort Kirishima gave him, clutching onto the man as tightly as he could, letting everything out into his neck. He grit his teeth to keep all the verbal signs of distress down, letting it all out silently. 

They took turns in the hours following. Bakugo would calm down and then Kiri would start. He was a bit louder, but quiet enough as not to disturb the other people in the waiting area. Openly sobbing into Bakugo's chest as they waited for something. Any news on your state would be better than nothing at this point. 

Chapter 18

It was another three hours before a nurse stepped towards the small group. "For L/N?" She asked softly, quickly getting all of their attention. Mina nodded silently, all of them just waiting for anything. "She's out of surgery now. We're going to get her breathing on her own and awake and see where we're at." The small woman offered a small smile before hurrying back through the doors she came out. 

"Oh thank goodness." Mina whispered, crouching down to hug her knees. 

Bakugo and Kirishima both let out deep breaths, staring down at their feet. It wasn't bad news. But you weren't even breathing on your own. What if you didn't start breathing on your own? Then what? 

But it was enough to keep them calm for now. "She's going to be okay." Kirishima mumbled, bringing Bakugo's hand up to kiss the back of it softly. He didn't sound confident, and he was probably trying to comfort himself as much as he was trying to comfort Bakugo. 

Sero took a breath, rubbing Mina's back softly. "Now that we've got some news, I'm going to go get you some clothes, okay?" He whispered softly and Mina nodded a few times. "Do you guys need anything?" He asked, turning to look over to the men. 

Bakugo dug out his keys, offering the apartment key to Sero. "If you wouldn't mind swinging by and just... Give Haru some food and water?" He asked, thanking him softly when he agreed. 

Another hour. And then another.

Sero had returned. Mina changed into more comfortable clothes and then fallen asleep. No one could blame her. They were all exhausted. But Kirishima and Bakugo couldn't even think about sleeping. Not until they got something else. Bakugo leaned against Kirishima, glancing up when the doors opened again. 

Nurses and doctors had been in and out the doors all night so the group had given up jumping every time someone walked out of them. But this time, it was a doctor, walking directly towards them. Sero shook Mina softly, waking her up. "L/N?" The doctor questioned, nodding as they affirmed who they were there for. "She's breathing on her own. She's awake." That forced them all to sit up more. "Over all, after we got over the humps in the beginning, she's got a good prognosis. Other than the punctured lung, she has two broken ribs, a wound on her thigh that required stitches, a pretty substantial burn, and... Numerous shallow cuts along her arms and legs. But, now that she's shown us some progress with her breathing and lucidity, we're going to move her to a room. We need to keep her overnight... And probably for a few more days. But, I'll send a nurse to lead you to her room once she's settled." He nodded, patting Kirishima's shoulder softly before leaving them. 

"She's okay." Bakugo fell back into the chair, the rush of relief leaving him light headed. 

Kirishima was practically bouncing. "She's okay! We get to see her!" He sighed heavily, a smile finally breaking onto his face. 

Mina was crying again, but happy tears while Sero rubbed over her back to comfort her. 

 

"How are you feeling?" You glance up at the nurse as she pushed the bed down the hall. "Any pain?"

Shrugging, you reach up to adjust the oxygen mask over your face. "I don't think so." You mumble softly. Everything felt.... Okay. Tender, sure, but full blown pain? Not so much. You were alive which was amazing. But god... You almost died. You could have died.... You had been ready to die. 

Now that your brain was kind of clear, there were so many emotions. So many thoughts. The nurse helped you into the new bed, carefully hooking up your IV bags, your oxygen, all the monitors. God, you didn't want to be here. "Your friends should be up here soon. If you need anything at all, hit this button here." She showed you the call button before exiting the room. You watch her leave without saying a word. 

You got to see your boys! And you were so happy to see them... But a bigger part of you was so anxious. You'd caused them so many problems. You had worried them so much. God, you didn't want to cry, but you knew it was going to happen. Fuck. Maybe Monoma was right. Maybe you really were worthless. All you did was cause issues. What did you contribute? Nothi-

"Y/N!" Bakugo and Kirishima's voices meshed together as the door opened violently. They crowded you quickly, both looking over you, as though to make sure you were actually okay. "We were so worried." Kiri's voice was shaky as he pushed your hair back softly. 

Bakugo nodded, slowly grabbing your hand. They were both being so soft. Like they were scared you'd break under their fingers... Which was probably fair. "Are you okay?" Even Bakugo's voice sounded different. 

Glancing over both of them you realized they'd been scared. They had been horrified. And it was all your fault. "I'm so sorry." You whimper, pulling away from both of them. "I've done nothing but cause problems." You whimper, making a face as your ribs ache against the motion. "I don't- I'm sorry. I literally came into your lives and I've done nothing but-" Bakugo reached down, cupping your chin and forcing you to look up at him. 

He didn't look angry, or even irritated. He just looked... Relieved. "Stop that." He said firmly, Kirishima carefully sitting down at your other side, cupping your cheek gently. "You've made our lives better so don't start throwin off on yourself. It's not your fault Monoma's a giant fucking prick. It's not your fault he went crazy. None of this is your fault." Bakugo shook his head a little. "So can we just fucking enjoy that you're alive and you're gonna fucking be okay?" His voice cracked slightly and you nod. 

Kirishima pressed his forehead against your shoulder, sniffling. "God, we were so scared." He mumbled as Bakugo finally sat at your other side, both of them actively avoiding your ribs. "We're just so fucking relieved." Kiri leaned back, smiling up at you. 

Looking between them, something finally connected in your brain. Because they were looking at you the way they looked at each other. Your lips twitch slightly as more tears threatened to spill over. "Fucking hell." You laugh, grabbing at your ribs as they disapproved of the motion. "I love you two." You whisper, smiling as Bakguo looked down at your had, grabbing your side. 

After a while of just... Relishing in being back together, Mina and Sero finally slipped in. "Hey sweetie." She smiled, leaning on the bed beside your feet to look up at you without either man moving. Because they wouldn't. There was no point in asking. "How are you feeling?" She asked gently. 

"Like I got hit by a truck." You admit, smiling softly as Bakugo fussed over your oxygen mask, making sure it was positioned correctly. 

Mina nodded, running a hand over your leg gently. "I'm so sorry. But I'm so glad you're okay. You had us all worried." She admitted softly. You nod slightly. You knew that and you hated that they had worried. But hopefully now it would all be over. No more crazy exboyfriend.

No. You were going to make damn sure there was no more crazy ex boyfriend. You'd go on a full fucking smear campaign against the man. Everyone was going to know what happened. They weren't sweeping this shit under the rug again.

 

---

 

"Easy." Kirishima said softly, one hand on your back as he helped you out of the elevator. Bakugo was ahead of you both, the bag of your combined things from the hospital swung over his shoulder. It had been about a week. Sero and Mina had taken turns going to the apartment to take care of Haru and get clothes for the boys. Police came by a few times to question you... And the boys. They'd told you about their... Meeting with Monoma. And while you were upset with them because they could have gotten in trouble, it also made you happy. 

Piece of shit deserved it. 

You'd even allowed a couple reporters into the hospital room. And you did what Monoma had taught you. You had put on a fucking show. Tears, pausing to grab one of the boys dramatically, grabbing your sides. Granted, a lot of it wasn't faking.... Just amplifying your emotions. Bakugo had actually commented on how fake you'd been. Which was actually kind of nice. It was obvious to them because they knew you. Hopefully it didn't come across fake to the people watching. 

The moment the door was open, Haru was attacking all three of you, running between all of your legs, barking, licking, whining. "Oh, sweet boy!" You coo, carefully crouching down to pet him, both men snapping at you. 

"The doctor said to be careful!"

"Don't bend over like that, dumbass!" 

You suppress the urge to roll your eyes. It was going to be a long 8 weeks. 

And you guys had to move in the middle of your recovery... They weren't going to let you touch anything. 

Chapter 19

"Don't even think about it." You pout as Bakugo snatched a box from in front of you. 

It was awful watching both men help the movers and just... Standing there. "I feel useless." You complain, Kirishima ducking down to kiss the top of your head as he passed you. 

"You're not useless!" He promised, stacking three boxes on top of each other. "You're going to help us by directing! And by not picking anything up. We can't get our jobs done if we're worrying about you, Sunshine." You cross your arms in defiance, but the dull ache in your side had you dropping them back to your sides. 

You still had 5 more weeks before you even went to the doctor to see if you were cleared to do... Pretty much anything. Couldn't even drive. It was bullshit! "Then I'm going to go sit in the van." You grumble, frowning as Kirishima chuckled at your attitude. 

Bakugo glanced down at you as you joined him in the elevator. "Can you fuckin relax?" He barked. "We wouldn't be fussin over you so much if we didn't care." You knew that. But it didn't make it any easier. 

"I just wish I could help." You huff out. "It's shitty to have to rely on you guys for so much." Rubbing at your side, you shake your head. 

He nodded a little. "I know. You'll be back on your feet soon, though. So can you stop bitching so much?" Pausing, he motioned for you to step out of the elevator first. "Besides... We kinda like taking care of you." He grumbled, glancing to the side when you looked up at him. 

Your phone buzzed violently in your pocket as you finally smile. "Thanks, Kats." He nodded, crouching down to kiss your cheek before you finally answered your phone. "Hello?" Bakugo sets the boxes in the back of the moving van before helping you into the passenger seat. 

"Hello, is this Miss Y/N L/N?" The voice was feminine and professional. 

You nod slightly before realizing she can't see you. "It is... Who is this?" 

The woman cleared her throat softly. "My name is Akito Miki. I'm the lead prosecutor in the case against Neito Monoma." She introduced herself and your eyes widened. 

Holy shit. He was... He was actually going to be tried. You shift yourself higher in your seat. "Yes, of course! What can I help you with?" You ask, chewing on the inside of your cheek. 

"I was actually hoping you could come to my office and speak with me, if that's possible?" Of course! Anything! 

Nodding again, you bite back a smile. "Of course!" You look up as Kirishima hauled the couch across the parking lot. 

Shit, even if you weren't injured, you doubt you'd be much help. Not if Kiri was carrying a whole fucking couch on his own. Akito's voice snapped you back to your phone call. "Is there any time this week you'd be free to come in?" You paused, thinking. Both boys had taken the day off to move, but were going back to work the next day.... But, Bakugo was getting fitted for his hearing aids on Thursday, so you could have him drop you off before that. 

"Thursday around 11?" You offer, praying that time worked for her. 

You could hear her shuffling papers around. "I can make that work. I look forward to meeting with you, Miss L/N." Yes!

"Thank you, you too." You breathe before hanging up, just staring at your phone. This was happening. It was actually happening. Kirishima climbed into the cab beside you and you didn't even give him a chance to breathe. "They're charging Monoma!" You blurt out, Kiri's attention snapping to you as he buckled himself in. 

He fully paused. "What?" 

You were bouncing. "They're charging him! The lead prosecutor just called me and wants me to come in to talk to her!" His eyes widened. 

"Thank fucking god." He mumbled, grinning as you shimmied in your seat, buzzing with excitement. "You know this is probably going to be a long process." His voice was gentle as he reached over to grab your leg. You knew that. But you were fucking ready. "It's probably not going to be easy." Ever the voice of reason.

You nod slightly. "I know." You whisper, looking down at your hands. "And I know there's still a chance he'll get off with nothing... But at least there's a chance, you know?" Kirishima nods quickly. 

"I know! And I'm not trying to dampen your mood. I just want you to be prepared for what comes next." He squeezed your leg gently. "No matter what happens, you've got us. The whole way." He leaned over to kiss your cheek at a red light. "You're kinda stuck with us now." You smile warmly up at him. 

"Good." You laugh a bit, rubbing your hand over his softly. 

 

Once at the house, you let Kiri help you to the ground before bolting towards Bakugo. "Kats! They're charging Monoma!" You beam up at the blonde, watching him throw the back of the moving van open. 

"About fuckin time! They shoulda charged him the first time." He grumbled, a smirk growing on his face. 

You nod to agree, stepping back as he jumped into the back of the van to grab a few boxes. "I have to meet the prosecutor at her office Thursday at 11. Could you drop me off before you go to the specialist?" He nods before you're even done with the question. "Thank you Katsuki!" You take a deep breath, shoulders relaxing. 

He nodded again, hopping down to the ground once his hands were full. "Yeah, yeah. Now get your ass in the house and tell us where to put all this shit." A giggle escapes you as you hurry towards the front door, ready to dictate. 

It took the whole day. All fucking day to get everything in the house sorted. It wasn't fully unpacked, but the only things left were smaller and you could get that done the next day. "Just don't over do. If you get tired, take a break." Kirishima said firmly as you crawled into the bed, hissing slightly as the motion tugged at the stitches from your surgery. 

"Careful!" Bakugo barked, patting the bed at his feet, sighing as Haru still failed to jump up. "C'mon Haru! You can get on the couch just fine now!" He chuckled, helping the pup onto the bed. 

You smile slightly. "He's still a baby. Plus the couch is a lot lower than this bed. Even my feet dangle off it." You point out, snuggling into you pillow as Kirishima finally plopped down on Bakugo's other side. 

The blonde snorted, finally settling back into the bed, rolling towards Kiri who was busy plugging his phone up. "You're just short." He quipped. You roll your eyes before shuffling closer to his back, looping an arm around his hips. 

"Not everyone can be freakishly tall like you two." You mumble, kissing his back softly. 

Kirishima just chuckled at you two, his arm snaking around Bakugo's waist, fingers gently reaching out to rub against your hip before relaxing. "Sleep." He grumbled at you both, Haru curling into a ball between you and Bakugo's feet. 

 

---

 

Bakugo was watching you like a hawk from the other side of the kitchen island. It was your first time cooking since getting hurt. And your first time cooking in the new kitchen! It was so big and the appliances were so fucking nice. You had more than enough space to move around and plenty of counter space for prep work. It was perfect. 

It would probably be a lot better if one of your boyfriends wasn't staring holes into your back. "If you're going to be in here, at least be useful." You tease, grabbing the peeler and tossing it to the man. 

"I just want to make sure you're not over working yourself." He grumbled, taking the peeler and the bag of potatoes. 

You nod slightly. "I know, love. I'm just sayin... If you're going to be in the kitchen, you're going to help." He chuckled slightly. 

"Why do you think I'm in here and not Ei?" He teased, both of you laughing a little. "How are you feeling?" His voice lowered a bit as you continued your prep work. 

It was a fair question. The next day was going to be a lot, you were sure. Talking to the prosecutor wouldn't be easy... But you had to do it. "I'm okay. A little anxious... I know she's going to ask a lot of uncomfortable questions and I'm going to have to talk about... Everything." You let out a small sigh, looking down at your hands. "And a lot of it I really don't know if I'm even ready to talk about. Like... The physical stuff was... Shitty and awful and that it still hurts.... But he got in my head a little." You admit, making a face. 

Bakugo hummed softly, eyes still set fully on the task you'd given him. "What did he say?" He questioned. 

You shake your head a little, not wanting to talk about it. "It's stupid." 

"Not stupid if it's buggin you." He had a point. You knew that. 

And you needed to get it out. "He... He pretty much said you guys were using me." You mumble. He shifted in his seat behind you, glaring at your back. "That you guys wanted to test out how being public about you guys would go and it was easier if a woman was in the mix... And like... I was already feeling kinda... Insecure. Not because of anything you guys have done... Just... You guys have been together so long. And I just... Showed up one day and sometimes I feel like I'm just... Breaking in I guess? I don't really know how to explain it. Not to mention the shit we've dealt with with Monoma. I feel like... A burden sometimes. I've just complicated things." Finally, you let out a sharp breath. 

Just getting that out felt amazing. And he seemed to pick up on that pretty easily. "Feel a little better?" He asked and you nod. "Good. You should have told us you were feeling that way a long time ago." You turn towards him, his eyes still on the potato in his hand. "But you're wrong. About all that. We're not using you. And we don't see you as a burden. Yeah, me and Ei have been together for a long time.... But that doesn't make our feelings for you any less. Not any less real and not any less strong." Your shoulders slumped a little as you listen to Bakugo. "You're not breaking in or what the fuck ever. We wanted you. Both of us. And we talked about it a lot before we brought it up to you. We never expected to bring someone else in, but when we met you, it felt like when we met each other. It felt right." He paused, finally looking up at you. "I love you. Eijiro loves you. We don't ever want you to feel like you're not a part of this. This relationship isn't me and Ei... And then you. It's me and Ei and you. Period. Okay?" He turned back to the potato, sighing. 

That... That felt good. "Thank you. I love you too, Kats." You whisper softly. 

He nodded. "Now, can we get over the sappy shit? I'm fuckin starving." 

 

"A blanket's a big project." You point out, settling yourself between Kirishima's legs as he picked up the yarn. "What size blanket are you thinking?" He holds up the yarn he'd picked out. 

A chunky yarn would make it a bit easier. And would be a really soft, thick, winter blanket. "Like that quilt your mom made?" He nodded to the blanket thrown over Bakugo's lap, his nose tucked deep in your novel. 

You nod slightly, digging through your hooks to find the right size. "I've got a plastic one and a metal one." You offer, holding up the two hooks. "Metal always does better with the chunky yarn for me." He nods, taking the hook out of your hands, slowly unraveling the ball.

He tucked his head into your shoulder, starting his work. "Hey, I love you." he turned his head, gently pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

"I love you too, Eiji." You hum softly. 

His hands continued their work, nudging you back against his chest a bit more. "If you ever start feeling like that again, do you promise to tell us?" Kiri's voice was a whisper as you flick through channels on the TV. Bakugo must have talked to him. 

You nod quickly, running a hand over Kirishima's thigh softly. "I will. And I'm really sorry I didn't say anything." He nodded against your shoulder gently. 

"Okay. Communication is really important. If you're feeling sad, or angry, or insecure, you have to tell us. We want to be with you for the rest of our lives and we want to make you happy. Getting Katsuki to communicate was hard enough. I don't wanna have to beat it into you, too." Kirishima teased, pausing his work to pepper your cheek and jaw with light kisses, smiling as you giggle. 

They were right. And as much as you felt bad for not sharing your feelings with them, it made you really happy that they weren't... Shaming you. They just made you feel better and asked for you to do better in the future.... That's how it should be.

Smiling a little more, you tuck yourself deeper into his chest. "I love you guys." You whisper, sighing happily. 

Chapter 20

"First of all, I want to say I am so sorry that you had to go through all of this." You stare up at Mrs. Miki. From the moment you stepped into her office, she'd made you feel at home. She'd hugged you, sat beside you on the little couch. Her body language was open. She wanted to hear what you had to say. "I was able to get some of the information from the Gala incident as well and I just... I hate that the system has failed you so much." Her hand remained on yours as she looked at you. She was giving off a good air. Like she genuinely wanted to help. Like it wasn't just a new case for her... But she was also a lawyer and that was her job, so. "I want to be fully transparent with you before I start asking any questions, alright?" You nod a bit. 

Before you'd gotten out of the car, Bakugo had made sure to tell you to call him if you felt weird. Feel like the prosecutor was pressuring you into a plea deal? Call him. Like she didn't believe you? Call him. You felt off in any way? Call him. And you would... But god, you really hoped it didn't come to that. You didn't just want to ruin Monoma's reputation. You wanted him in prison. Period. 

Akito spoke up again. "If we go to trial, the defense will most likely do anything they can to slander you." She admitted, her hand still firmly in yours. "I've worked against Monoma's attorney before. He's underhanded and does everything he can to try to discredit any witness. So we have no plans to put either of your boyfriends on the stand. It's very obvious they care about you, but we don't want to risk the fact that they beat Monoma while he was already subdued being brought to light." That made sense. "So it'll mainly be on you. I just want you to be aware of that point." She explains. 

You nod quickly. "That's alright. I don't need Katsuki or Eijiro to prove Monoma's an absolute bastard." You said firmly, the older woman grinning at you. "Our whole relationship has easily lead up to this. It's a classic case of abuse. I'm not as stupid as he thinks I am." She nodded, squeezing your hand softly. 

"Fantastic. I just want you to be aware that this process can be very painful. But I will be at your side the whole way." She promised. You nod quickly. You wanted this. You wanted him in prison. That's all you wanted from him at this point. "Alright. Then let's get to the questions." Akito nodded, motioning towards her desk. 

The questions started out pretty simply. When did you meet Monoma? How was he at the start of the relationship? Were you happy? Then she got deeper. Did he ever do anything that made you afraid? Did he act out violently? Did he ever hit you? Did he ever threaten you? And then finally into the facts about that night. How had he gotten you alone? How did he act once you were in the building? Was he the one that broke your ribs? Was he the one that pulled out the knife? What had you done once you had freed your legs?

By the time Bakugo had returned, you were emotionally exhausted. Going through all the memories, all the feelings... It was so tiresome. But Akito was easy to talk to. And never once did she make you feel like she doubted you. "Alright, Miss L/N. I think that's all for today. I'll be in touch with you soon, alright?" She stood up, smiling at you softly as you followed the motion, your shoulders slumping slightly. "But before we go, I want to let you know... The building you were kept in had cameras." That shot a jolt of energy through you. "So there's concrete proof of what happened. Monoma wasn't aware of them... But we have the footage. So they will more than likely ask for a plea. If they want one, what do you want to do?" Her hands were soft on your shoulders as she looked you over. 

What... Did you want? "I guess it really depends on the deal." You admit softly. If he had to spend several years in prison... Maybe. But if they tried to get him off on probation? Absolutely not. 

"Good girl." Akito sighed, hugging you once more. "Get some rest, Miss L/N. We have a long fight ahead of us. But we'll get him." She promised, a confident smile on her face as she led you out of her office and towards where Bakugo was waiting. 

The blonde jumped up when he saw you. "Hey Kats." You mumble, not being able to hid the exhaustion in your voice. 

He glared down at the other woman. "You didn't hafta question her that long. She's fuckin tired." He growled, pulling you into his arms. 

But Akito smiled. "I didn't realize how tired she was. I apologize. But she did wonderfully." She promised, offering a small wave to you as Bakugo walked you both down the hallway. 

"How'd it go, Princess?" Bakugo asked once you were both outside. 

You nod slightly. "Good! It really feels like she wants to put Monoma away as much as I do." He hummed softly, opening the passenger door for you. "She was really open, didn't doubt anything I said... I really think she's going to put his ass in prison." You nod, sliding in the seat. 

Once he was buckled into the driver's seat, you look over at him. "I'm glad. Are they wantin to talk to me and Ei?" He asked, his voice gentle. 

"No. You guys literally beat him half to death, love. Putting you two on the stands would open the defense up to possibly throwing off on you two and making the jury more angry at you than at him." You point out, reaching over to rub your palm over his thigh. Your eyes search over the side of his head before finding the little device hooked around his ear. "How's it working?" He grunted. 

"Great. I can hear a lot better." He admitted, reaching up to fiddle with it. "Almost too well." His voice changed to a grumble. 

You nod slightly. "If you don't like it, you can just use it for work. You know we'll sign to you." He nodded slightly. "Maybe you can turn it down a bit?"

He nodded again. "I know... I just... Don't like that I have to have them." You lean over to kiss his shoulder softly, smiling as he relaxed a bit. 

"I know. And I know it doesn't make you feel any better, but I look at it as a sign that you're a good hero. You're literally throwing out one of your main senses because you want to help people. It's amazing that you can just... Throw that away because people are in trouble." You shrug a bit, smiling as he pinched your cheek softly. 

"That does make me feel a little better." He chuckled softly. "Thanks." You nod a bit, pulling your cheek out of his grasp. 

 

---

 

"Don't." You growl as Kirishima hoisted you over his shoulder. "Eijiro!" You snap, flailing in his arms as he stomped towards the pool. 

It was finally warm enough to open the pool. The court case had been pushed back... So many fucking times at this point that you weren't even sure it was going to happen... But fuck, everything else in your life felt perfect. Monoma wasn't bothering you, even though he was out on bail until the court case finally happened. Bakugo had adjusted to his hearing aids. Kirishima had finished the blanket he had started and wrapped it around you every time you were sad. Not to mention Haru hitting a growth spurt and standing practically at your fucking waist now. 

Everything was perfect. 

Kiri jumped into the pool, holding you tightly until you were both under the water. You could hear Kaminari and Mina's muffled laughs as you both finally resurfaced. Haru splashed beside you somewhere as you tried to find Kiri to tackle him. "I said I didn't want to get in the pool yet! It's so cold, Ei!" You whine, giggling as he snatched your waist, pulling you against his chest. 

"What's the point in having the pool if you don't get in?" He teased, nipping at your shoulder while you pouted. 

Haru barked at you both, swimming towards you. "Thank you baby!" You coo, giggling as he nudged between you and Kiri, trying to get him off of you to "save" you from the water. 

"Haru!" Bakugo snapped, holding up a bit of fat he'd cut off a steak. 

The dog quickly abandoned you in favor of his favorite dad. "Haru, you traitor!" You giggle as Kirishima suplexed you back into the water. 

Sero snorted as he walked over to Bakugo, eyeing the steaks over his shoulder. "They smell great, Bakubro." He teased, jumping back as the blonde snapped the tongs at him. 

"C'mon Jiro!" Kaminari cheered, trying to drag Jiro towards the pool. "Look how much fun they're having." He grinned. 

You shove Kirishima playfully as you finally get some distance between the two of you. "Fun? My boyfriend almost drowned me!" You laugh, squealing as he swam towards you. "Eiji, I'm going to kill you!" You laugh loudly. 

Bakugo glanced over to your phone on one of the chairs. "Oi, Princess. Aiko's callin you." He yelled. 

Kiri let go of you quickly, letting you swim towards the ladder and force yourself out of the water. "Akito." You correct him, taking the towel he offered you. He grumbled a whatever before hooking his arms around your waist, plopping his chin on your head to listen to the phone call. "Hello?" You chirp happily, nuzzling back against the warm man. 

"Hello Y/N!" She sounded so cheery today. "We have a court date!" You have to hold yourself back from screaming. "June 15th. So if you can come in that Monday, we'll re-prep you for questioning and go over all of our evidence. Sound good?" She was grinning, you could tell that from her voice. 

You nod quickly, knocking against Bakugo's jaw a couple times. "Perfect!" You almost laugh out, bouncing as she laughed warmly. "Oh my goodness! It's about time!" You squeal, alerting the others. 

Kirishima was already climbing out of the pool, eyes wide as he swarmed you. "Amazing! I can't wait!" She cheered on the other end. 

Once you hung up, you did scream. "June 15th!" You laugh loudly, leaning back into Bakugo. He chuckled in your ear as Mina jumped up from where she was tanning, Kiri snatching you both up to hug you. "We finally have a date!" You huff softly, tilting forward to bury your face in Kirishima's chest.

Both men held onto you tightly, burying into each side of your neck as you absolutely beamed. Never in your life would you have imagined being so elated at the thought of being the main witness in a kidnapping and torture case... But fuck... You were so excited. You were so ready to put Monoma in prison. You were ready to finally get past this! It felt like this was the main thing keeping you from your peaceful life. A happy existence with you and your boyfriends and friends. "I'm so ready." You whisper, leaning away from Kirishima as he finally pulled back. 

"We're all ready, I think." He mumbled, pushing your wet hair away from your face. 

Bakugo nodded behind you. "Ready to get that bastard out of our lives." He kissed over the back of your head. "Then it's just us." He murmured, nosing against your skull softly. 

Did you hate most things about your relationship with Monoma? Yes. But... Part of you was so grateful. Because everything had led you to this. To being surrounded by so much love. From Bakugo and Kirishima. From your friends. It was more than you could ever imagine. 

"Hell yeah!" Kaminari yelled. "Good news and Bakugo grilling us steaks? Could this day get any better?" He grinned, wincing as Jiro smacked the back of his head. "What?" He whined. 

You giggle a little, tipping up to kiss Kirishima warmly, tilting back to give Bakugo the same treatment before shuffling out of their arms. Bolting towards Mina, you hug the woman tightly. "I'm so ready for this to be over." You mumble, grinning as she held you tightly. 

 

By the time the sun set, you were all... Well... Drunk. Sprawled out across the living room furniture watching some campy "horror" movie that Kaminari swore was good. 

You were laying back against Bakugo's chest, Kirishima settled back against your chest, comfortably between your legs. Sero and Mina were both passed out on the other side of the couch. Kaminari trying to desperately explain how good the movie actually was to Jiro on the loveseat. 

Snuggling back against Bakugo a bit more, you run a hand over Kiri's chest softly. "Sleepy." You mumble softly. Bakugo kissed your head gently, Kiri snuggling deeper between your breasts. 

"I think we're tappin out." Bakugo yawned out, shifting forward to shake you and Kiri off of him. "Wake those two up." He motioned to Sero and Mina. 

You nod, slipping out from between the men to shake your friend. "Come on, honey." You yawn out. "We got a nice bed set up for you." You chuckle as she grumbled before falling back asleep. Luckily Sero had heard you, scooping up his girlfriend happily. "Follow me." He nodded, easily trotting behind you as Kirishima explained where the guest rooms were to Jiro and Kami. Bakugo stumbled to the back door, calling Haru inside from his final run of the night. 

Sero thanked you for the direction for the guest room. "Have a good night, Y/N!" He smiled down at you. You grin, giving him a small wave before hurrying to the bedroom, peeling your clothes off before jumping into the bed. 

Kirishima was there first, sliding into the bed beside you, kissing over your face and shoulder softly before settling into the bed. "Goodnight Sunshine." He yawned, his voice slurring just slightly as he snuggled into one side of your chest. 

Bakugo followed soon after, Haru trampling over you and Kirishima to curl up between you and Bakugo's feet as he laid down. He mimicked Kirishima's actions, kissing your cheeks and neck before nuzzling into your neck. "Night Princess. Night Ei." He mumbled. 

"Night, Kats." Kirishima mumbled. 

You chuckle, kissing both of their heads happily. "Good night boys." You coo, relishing in their affection. 

They had made it abundantly obvious to you that they loved you. They didn't see you as an outsider. You were a part of them as much as they were a part of you at this point. And no matter what the future held, they would be right by your side. No matter what. 

Notes:

Sorry this was so short!
I'm currently passing a kidney stone so I wanted to write something a bit more upbeat today! I hope you all enjoy!

Also I'm probably not going to get like... Too DEEP into the court case just because I don't have much to go on. Like... I've watched plenty of court TV shows but I don't know if I can portray it well if that makes sense? I'm going to do my best though!

I hope you're all having an amazing week and have an even better weekend! You guys are so amazing and thank you all for your support! It means so much to me <3

Chapter 21

"We're going to be right there." Kirishima promised, holding onto one of your hands as you try to swallow back your nerves. 

Bakugo's hand was on your back, smoothing over you suit jacket. "You're going to be alright, Princess." He whispered, kissing the side of your head gently. 

You nod a little, taking a few deep breaths. You were so ready for this. You were ready... But now that it was here, you just felt fucking sick. What if this didn't go your way? What if they just let him off again?

Akito was in front of the three of you, waiting for you to regain your composure. She had been so understanding through this whole process. She was patient and kind. But she wanted this just as much as you did. She believed you and wanted Monoma in prison for his actions. She wanted you to sit right behind her through the whole trial. She wanted the cameras to see you. To see the woman Monoma had hurt. But god... You were so scared. You didn't want to see him. You didn't want to be questioned. "You're going to be okay. We're going to throw his ass in prison." Akito's hands clapped onto your shoulders. "And you're going to show Monoma that you're not scared of him." You look up at her, eyes widening a bit. "You are a strong woman. Strong for putting up with him. Strong for dealing with his insanity. Now let's go kick his ass." She nodded at you.

You could do this. 

Taking a deep breath, you nod. "Let's do this." You whisper out, snatching Bakugo's hand and tightening your hold on Kiri. 

Both men nodded down at you, giving you confident smiles. 

 

Seeing Monoma was hard. He had scars crossing his face now, and the glare he sent you almost made you shrink back into your seat. But the hands on your legs grounded you. You were safe. And he couldn't hurt you here. So you just glared back at him. You were going to put him in prison. 

The opening statements were... Painfully boring. Though you had to give it to Akito, once she was done talking, the whole jury was shifting uncomfortably, glancing to Monoma warily. The defense was just trying to say that it wasn't him. That it wasn't Monoma. You'd been confused. You didn't know who had hurt you. Yeah, he'd made mistakes... But it wasn't him that almost killed you. You had actually had to grab onto Bakugo's leg to keep him from snarling in open fucking court. 

The first few witnesses were just character witnesses for Monoma. Or as Akito had warned you, the defense was grasping for reasonable doubt. Even after the videos were permitted... They were hoping for reasonable doubt. 

Then it was your turn. And you felt so sick as you were lead to the witness stand. You were sworn in and luckily Akito had prepped you so fucking well. The questions started so easily. Do you know the defendant? What kind of relationship did you have with the defendant? How was your relationship with the defendant? Simple things. Then finally, the harder questions. 

"Did you ever feel threatened during your relationship with Monoma?" Akito asked, locking eyes with you as she paced in front of the stands.

You nod slightly. "Yes. He had a habit of acting out physically when he got angry." You explain, biting into your cheek. 

Akito nodded at you. "Can you please elaborate?" She pressed. 

Taking a breath, you glance towards Bakugo and Kirishima. You'd... Never really gotten around to explaining just how bad the relationship was to them. "On multiple occasions he would throw things around his home and also hit furniture. Once he threw a vase at the wall and it shattered. He also would hit the couch beside where I was sitting." You take another deep breath. 

The other woman shot you a sly wink, silently telling you that you were doing well. "Did he ever physically hit you while you were dating?"

"No. He never put his hands on me while we were together."

She nodded. "After you broke up with him, how did he take it?" 

Another deep breath. "Not well. He came to my apartment while I was home alone. He banged on the door and yelled through it until I called security and my roommates at the time." You were trying to keep it all facts. Things that had happened. No feelings. Just facts. 

"And after that day, how did he act?" 

It felt like Akito questioned you forever. She went through every single terrible thing Monoma had done. She had even gone through every injury he caused you that night. Asking how many times he'd kicked you. How many times be sliced your skin open. How many times he'd done... Anything to harm you. By the time the defense attorney stepped up, you were tired. The jury was uncomfortable. And your boyfriends were livid. 

Akito had warned you to keep your answers short with the defense. Don't let any emotions out. You knew he'd try to slander you. You knew he'd do anything he could to cast even a small amount of doubt on your words. "Miss L/N." He leaned towards you. But you didn't back down, you just stared him down. "That night, December 24th. Was the building you were kept in well lit?" He asked, an air of confidence around him. 

You shake your head a bit. "Not well." That's all you were giving him. 

"So is it true that you couldn't see who exactly was attacking you?" His back was to you. He was too confident. In his head, he already had Monoma off scot free. 

"No. I could see who was attacking me just fine." He whirled on you. 

His eyes shifted over your face. "And how exactly could you see him?" He pressed. 

You keep eye contact with him. Don't let him push you back. You were the victim. You were the one who knew the truth of that night. "The window was open. Between the moon being full and the streetlamps, there was enough light to see around the room." 

His jaw flexed. "Yes, the moon and streetlamps 10 floors down. Of course." He chuckled as he continued pacing. "Could it be... That you simply had such a distaste for my client, your brain forced his face to the forefront of your mind?"

"No." Your voice was firm as your nose furled up in disgust at the question. "I didn't want to even think about Neito Monoma. But he made sure I didn't forget him." 

The next half hour was you and the defense attorney pretty much playing bad mitten. He'd ask a dumb ass question and you would correct him. Did you think that your punctured lung made you too light headed to know who was hurting you? No, because the doctor said that happened less than 30 minutes before you were wheeled into the hospital. So either when you jumped off the building or when Midoriya caught you and jarred your ribs. 
Do you think your "hero hopping" possibly angered a different hero? No. Because you saw who kidnapped you. And you saw Monoma cutting your flesh. 
Don't you think Monoma had better things to do than to kidnap a quirkless woman? Probably. But he still did. 

Finally, you were released from the little box and the judge called for a break.... And you immediately ran to the bathroom. The emotions were so strong. You hadn't expected this. You felt sick. The questions he'd asked you made you hate yourself... And if you were questioning yourself... How would the jury see you?

"Y/N?" Akito's voice was gentle as she tapped on the stall's door. "I know you're feeling a lot of things right now. And I understand that... But you did so well. I'm so fucking proud of you." She sighed softly. "You were so... Strong. You stared him down the whole time and held yourself up so well. I am so proud of you and I know Bakugo and Kirishima are too." You sniffle softly, burying your face into your hands. 

"I didn't think it would hurt." You admit. 

She hummed, stepping back. "I know. It never feels good to be doubted. But we believe you. We know. And we want to help. It's looking so good. So please... Just a bit longer." Taking another deep breath, you nod. 

 

The next session was harder. It was the video footage. 

You couldn't watch it. Hearing your own whimpers and cries. Your own voice begging for Monoma to stop. Using his name. Kirishima pulled you into his chest, Bakugo rubbing over your shoulder softly. And Akito made sure every important moment was shown. Where he'd pinned you down to give you all the shallow cuts. The cut on your thigh that had scarred over. The phone call where he had tried to get you to read off cards. He wanted you to tell your boys that you didn't love them. That you were breaking up with them, but you refused. The aftermath of the phone call. Even where you had crawled to the broken bottle and freed yourself. She made sure everything significant was there.

And there was no doubt who was hurting you. He'd turned his face to the camera. He'd reacted to you calling his name. His defense attorney was shit. 

Once the video was over, a few jury members looked genuinely sick. They all looked over to you, being comforted by the men at your sides. Then they looked to Monoma... Who had no emotion on his face as he watched the video. Like he was just watching a silly TV show. 

After the video was done, everyone was released for the day. 

"You did so well." Akito promised, wiping your cheeks as you tried to gather yourself in the hallway. Kirishima had gone to bring the car around while Bakugo silently kept you at his side. He had barely let Akito turn you to face her when she tried. Glaring at the outsider that was trying to comfort you. "All of you. I know... All of these feelings are raw.... But it's going to help put him in jail to have you all act on these feelings." She admitted, brushing another tear off of your cheek. "Just... No outbursts." She looked pointedly up at Bakugo at that. "Tomorrow should be easier." She promised. 

You nod a little. You were just ready to go home. 

 

And when you got home, both Bakugo and Kirishima smothered you with love and attention. Kirishima held onto you while Bakugo made your favorite dinner. There wasn't much conversation. You... Just couldn't. They told you that you'd done well... But fuck... Everything hurt. Even when Bakugo was washing your hair in the tub, you just... Felt... Kind of numb. Bakugo mumbled in your ear about how proud he was while he tilted your hair back to rinse the shampoo out. Kirishima was leaning against the sink, ready with your pajamas and a towel. 

When you stepped out of the tub, Kiri was quick to start drying you off. You sniffled softly, watching the large man cater to you. If it had been any other situation... Maybe you would have loved this feeling. They were fawning over you. Taking care of you... But you just didn't have it in you at that moment to feel warm or fuzzy. "Thank you." You mumbled to both of them, giving a slight half-smile as Bakugo kissed your cheek, Kirishima kissing your thigh. "I'm sorry I'm so tired." 

"It's okay Princess." Bakugo whispered, watching Kirishima help you into your pajamas. "You're getting through this the best way you can. And we're gonna be at your side the whole way through." That made the tears start up again. 

Once you were all in bed, you were full on sobbing. You didn't even know what you were feeling. Hurt... Anger... Pain... Every negative emotion that you could feel at that moment... You felt it.... And you had to go through more the next day.

 

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The next day was easier. It was really just Monoma and his attorney putting on a show. How he was such an amazing person. How he could have never hurt you. But the jury was staring at him with almost the same level of contempt that you had on your face. Both of them knew how to talk for hours so by the final recess, you were leaning against Bakugo, trying not to fall asleep. 

 

The final day was the most interesting. Because Akito called Midoriya to the stand. All three of you shifted up as he sat down. "Mr. Midoriya. What were you doing on the night of December 24th?" Akito started easily. 

He still shifted a bit. "I was patrolling." He cleared his throat a bit. 

The boys had told you that he'd been a bit... Awkward in school, and he was still stiff in interviews, but the poor man looked like he was about to break down on the stand. "And while patrolling did you see Miss L/N?" She asked, her voice gentle.

"I did. She had jumped from the roof of an old construction building." He let out a sharp breath. 

Akito nodded. "Did you recognize her?" 

He shook his head. "Not at first. I just thought she was a civilian attempting suicide." He admitted. "But after I caught her, I recognized her." 

"Did she recognize you?"

Midoriya nodded quickly. "Once she looked at me, I think she instantly recognized me." You nod slightly... Because you had. Once you realized you weren't hitting concrete and you looked up at him, you knew who he was. And you knew he was safe. 

Akito nodded again. "Did she say anything to you? After she recognized you?"

"Yes. She instantly told me that Neito Monoma had hurt her. She didn't elaborate much, but she did say that her ribs were broken and that her chest hurt." His eyes remained on Akito as she paced. 

The woman then went into what happened after that. What had he done when you said your chest hurt. At what point did you pass out? Did he call for an ambulance? Simple. 

Then the horrible defense attorney. His questions were quick and simple. Did he see Monoma hurt you? Did he see Monoma at all that night? What was his state when he saw him? 

... And then suddenly it was closing arguments. The jury seemed attentive to Akito as she laid out in gory detail everything that happened to you. She went so far as to name where every. Single. Slice was placed on your body. She even named which ribs were broken. Which one had punctured your lung. How Monoma had copied your lover's quirk to injure you. Everything. 

Both men at your sides held onto you. Bakugo's arm wrapped tightly around your shoulders while Kirishima held onto your hand. They hadn't let you go since the first day. They were there. They weren't going away. 

The defense attorney tried to push the reasonable doubt. You and Monoma had a sloppy breakup but that didn't mean he went out of his way to hurt you. He cared about you. So he would never hurt you. 

But even Monoma didn't buy it. He was glaring at the man as he paced in front of the jury. He looked pissed. 

 

"Hopefully the jury comes to a decision quickly." Kirishima whispered as he massaged your back. 

You nod slightly, looking at the TV, Haru licking at your hand. "It won't take long. His defense attorney didn't do shit for him!" Bakugo barked, fiddling with his hearing aid. "Reasonable doubt my ass!" He chuckled, looking over to you and Kiri. 

"I'm just so ready to move on." You whisper, sniffling softly. 

You wanted it over. You wanted it done. You wanted to go on and live without the thought of Monoma in the back of your head. Just you and Bakugo and Kirishima. That's all you wanted. Haru barked at your face and you smiled a little. You too, silly boy.

 

 

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You were shaking the next time you sat in the court room. Kirishima at your right, Bakugo on your left, both clutching your hands for dear life. On Kiri's other side was Midoriya and Shoto. On Bakugo's side was Mina and Sero. They had all come for the ruling. The jury had finished deliberating the day before, but it had been so late that the judge had recessed until the next day. 

And now you were trembling. Akito had assured you that everything looked good. There was no doubt. But you were so scared... He'd gotten off once before. He could do it again. 

The jury filed in and you closed your eyes, tilting your hands to your feet, squeezing the life out of Bakugo and Kiri's hands. You didn't want the cameras catching you sobbing if he got off. You didn't want that. 

The room was so silent as one of the jury members stood up. He went through the whole spiel... But you only heard one word. 

Guilty. 

Guilty on the kidnapping charge. Guilty on the torture charges. Guilty on the attempted murder charge. 

You did sob. Bringing both men's hands to your face, you openly fucking wept. The relief crashed over you. It was surreal as Akito turned to run her hand over your head. Bakugo and Kirishima peppered the sides of your face with kisses while Monoma's family started yelling. But all you could do was fucking cry. 

He was going to prison. He was fucking going to prison. You did it. 

You didn't have to worry about him anymore. You could just live your fucking life and be happy. Never in your life did you imagine that someone going to prison would make you so happy... But god. It was euphoric. 

"You did it, Princess." Bakugo whispered, kissing your temple. 

Kirishima was also crying. "We're so proud of you, Sunshine." He laughed quietly. 

You got to live your fucking life now. 

Notes:

I hope this was alright! I know nothing about Japan's justice system and even the American justice system I only know from TV shows. So I recognize that it's probably not accurate and I deeply apologize for that!

Hopefully in the future I can educate myself a bit more, but I do hope this was enough for you all now! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter because I certainly went through several emotions writing it out!

And for all of you lovely folks who were concerned, I'm doing much better! I'm still dealing with the uncomfortable aftermath of passing a kidney stone, but I'm not in constant pain anymore! I'm hoping all this cranberry juice can flush the rest of this shit out so I'm back to normal in the next few days. But for real, yall drink your water! Don't be like me and survive off soda. Kidney stones are apparently no joke lol!

Thank you all for your love and support! You're all literally so amazing and your comments make my day! Have a wonderful weekend, friends!!!!

Chapter 22

Notes:

Smut warning!!!!!

Hope you guys enjoy! I really think I'm getting better at it!

Even though yall gas me up anyway. I love you guys so much <3

Sentencing. 

You'd been given the chance to offer a victim's statement. And you didn't take it. You didn't want to give him any more of your words. You wanted the last words you said to him to be you telling him that you loved someone else. "Tell my boys I love them... That's the least you can do." That would be the last thing you said to him. He didn't get up and apologize. He didn't say anything. And the judge was more than happy to give her words. 

30 years. 30 fucking years. With the possibility of parole, sure... But that video was so damning. And there was no way he would be able to hold his tongue in prison. 

By the time everyone was released, you were just happily crying. Smiling at Akito as she reached behind her to hold onto you. 

In the hallway, Mina hugged you tightly. She almost screamed when she told you how proud she was. Shoto patted your back awkwardly. Midoriya and Sero just watched their partners, silently smiling as they congratulated you. "You're so strong." Mina's voice was something between a laugh and a sob as he buried her face into your neck. 

You giggled a little, more tears sliding down your face while Kirishima and Bakugo watched you with your friends. "You did very well, Y/N." Shoto said simply, offering you a small smile. 

"Thank you guys." You whisper, turning to hug Sho once Mina finally let you go. He tensed heavily before patting your back again. "Thank you for being here for me." Laughing into Shoto's chest as Mina wiped her face. Everything felt so fucking perfect. "God, I'm so ready to move on!" You sigh, pulling back from Shoto, you turn back to your boyfriends. They were both patiently waiting. And you didn't hesitate to grab them both, holding them both against you. "I'm so ready to move on." You whimper, giggling as they both held onto you. 

That night was a lot. You had glared at Bakugo until he invited Midoriya and Shoto to the house. Mina and Sero came. Jiro and Kaminari. All of your friends. All of you celebrating the fact that you were fucking free. You had all been in the pool at some point, eating Bakugo's grilling, alcohol flowing freely as you blasted music. At some point, you thought you remembered getting Shoto to sing Dancing Queen, but you couldn't swear to that. Because by the time you had passed out, you couldn't remember much,

Bakugo had barked room orders to the others. Then you were in your pajamas. Then it was the next day and if felt like you'd been hit by a fucking bus. 

Kirishima helped the others out of your home (though you made sure everyone stopped to give you a hug) while Bakugo made sure you had plenty of water and a nice, greasy breakfast to try and curb your hangover. It didn't help much... You had ended up spending the whole day in bed, in one position so that your brain didn't go all wonky. Both Kiri and Bakugo fussed over you, making sure you were eating and pushing fluids while your nursed your hangover. 

But you were still so... Incredibly happy. Even though you felt like ass, the happiness lingered in your body. And you made sure to share it once the boys joined you in bed. "I can't wait to start our fucking lives together." You whimper into Kirishima's chest, Bakugo clutching at your waist a bit tighter. 

 

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It took about a month for things to really settle into a.... Normal. Bakugo always woke up first. He'd let Haru out and start breakfast while you and Kiri slept a bit longer. Then, Kirishima woke up. He'd kiss your forehead before getting up to let Haru back inside and start a pot of coffee for you and him. Then finally, either you would wake up naturally or Bakugo would come and let out tiny explosions into your ear until you reached around to hit him. You would all eat breakfast together and then you'd help them find whatever they needed. Usually Bakugo needed to find his wallet and Kiri needed socks. 

It felt so domestic... You loved it. It felt right. There was no underlying anxiety of anything or anyone bothering you. It was just... Living together. Loving each other. Being together. You'd kiss them both, waving them off with an assurance that you were alright. Haru would attack any threat with Bakugo's training. Then finally, you'd hide yourself away in your office, writing or conversing with Ayame with your newest book. An autobiography (though you hated calling it that) about your relationship with Monoma and finding yourself while loving Dynamight and Red Riot. You wanted it to be perfect. Wanted to express how slowly the aggression had escalated so that if someone else saw those red flags... Maybe they could get out before you did. Get to a safe place. Let someone, anyone know what was happening to them. 

Currently, you were chatting with Aya. "I don't want it to be too graphic." You explain, swinging yourself around in your chair as Haru jumped up to bolt to the living room. The boys must be home... At least Bakugo. Sure, Haru loved you at Kirishima... But Bakugo was his fucking dad. 

"No, I think it's perfect, darling!" Ayame promised in your ear. "And how you described your feelings was absolutely perfect. The raw feelings were there and that's what we're wanting." You look up as Kirishima hurried into the office, kissing over your face. 

"Tell Aya hi." He said firmly, grinning as you rolled your eyes. 

Ayame was a Dynamight simp, to put it lightly. And when you'd let it slip that she fawned over the blonde, Kiri had immediately started trying to win your editor's feelings of amazement. If it wasn't for how much he loved you, you probably would have been jealous. "Red says Hi." You giggle, pausing to kiss the man firmly. 

He grinned down at you, pinching your chin gently. "Hurry up, we have news." He leaned down to kiss your nose softly before rushing out of your office. 

"Hell yeah! Good boy!" Bakugo's voice made you stare at the door Kiri had left ajar. 

"Katsuki! Don't make him attack your fucking gauntlet!" Why did he bring his gauntlet home? Why is Haru attacking it???

You pinch the bridge of your nose as Aya shuffled on the other end of the line. "Did... Did your other boyfriend say hi?" She whispered. 

"No, apparently he's making our dog attack part of his hero costume... I gotta go. I don't know what's happening and apparently there's news." You groan a little, laning your head back against your chair. 

Ayame chuckled on the other end. "Go, then! Don't leave them waiting. We've got a pretty loose date so whatever you need, let me know, babes." She promised, a smile in her voice as you stand up, popping your back. 

When you walked into the living room, you just... Stared. Haru was snarling on one end of a partially destroyed gauntlet while Bakugo laughed and tugged at the other end. "Yeah, I'll... Talk to you soon. Bye Aya." You hang up, planting your hands on your hips. "What the fuck?" You try to hide the laugh as Bakugo and Haru both turn to look at you like you'd caught children with hands in the cookie jar. 

"It's broke." Bakugo explained quickly. 

You just stared at him. "Broken or not... Should we be letting our sweet baby chew on it?" You bark, giggling as Bakugo ripped it from Haru's teeth. 

"It was training! It smells more like bad guys than-"

"Kats! What if it wasn't broken and blew him up?" You storm up to him, hands planted on your hips. Kirishima was just leaning against the couch, ordering food. "Don't give dangerous things to the baby!" You huff, reaching down to pet over Haru's head. He just happily drooled against your leg, looking up at you like you were an angel while Bakugo glared at him. 

"Fuckin traitor." He grunted before dipping down to kiss you. "I'm sorry, alright?" He mumbled, pulling back just enough to see your little smile. "I'll be more careful.... Specially when it's one of our actual babies." Excuse me?

You stare up at him for a second before Kirishima slapped the back of his head. "Dumbass." The redhead mumbled before shaking his head at you. "Don't read too much into him. He's fucking feral." Oh, okay. Sure. 

Blinking, you follow the men into the living room, pulling Kiri down to rub soot off of his cheek. "Bad night?" You ask. 

Bakugo shook his head, though. "Great night!" He said firmly, stretching out on the recliner. 

"It was a busy." Kirishima said simply. 

You giggle softly, letting Bakugo drag you into his lap. "Those hearing aids must be helping a lot." You comment, squealing as Bakugo instantly started kissing and nipping at your neck. 

Kiri just shook his head, finishing the order on his phone. "Literally no self restraint, huh?" He mumbled, watching Bakugo work at your neck, chuckling as you whimpered slightly. 

"Wait-" You gasp as Bakugo bit into the base of your neck. "What the fuck is happening? What's the news?" Shoving Bakugo back, you look between the men. 

"We wanna marry you, stupid." Bakugo growled, trying to continue his assault on your neck until you shove his face back. 

Kirishima rolled his eyes, running a hand through his hair. "For fuck's sake- We saved a family." He started, keeping his eyes on the two of you. "And after everything with Monoma and... Just everything in general, we realized we want you for life." He translated, sighing. "We were planning on taking you on a nice vacation and asking you then.... But you know how Kats can be." He chuckled as you released Bakugo, letting him continue sucking at your neck. 

Even with the haze of arousal, your heart fucking soared. "Of course I wanna marry you guy-Fuck, Kats!" You hiss as Bakugo slid a hand into your pants to press against your clit with no warning. He was attacking you like a man on a fucking mission. "I want to marry you both." Kirishima chuckled as he watched you whimper and squirm in Bakugo's hands. "I love you both so much-Ah!" Bakugo chuckled into your throat, easily shoving a single finger into you. "Shouldn't this be more like... Sweet?" You gasp out, moaning as he nipped your collar bone. 

"Ei, come get her shirt off, my hands are busy." Bakugo barked, grinning as the redhead jumped up, quickly pulling your shirt over your head. "You want a proper proposal, we'll give you one, Princess." He promised, nipping over the skin of your chest as Kiri cupped your breasts in his hands, nipping the other side of your neck. 

Bakugo easily pushed a second finger into you, picking up the pace as his thumb expertly pushing against your clit. "Look at our good girl." He hummed against your breast. "Barely even started and she's about to cum." Kirishima chuckled against your neck, moving up to kiss over your cheeks. It was always like this. You couldn't even think and you weren't even naked yet. 

"You're too good to us, Sunshine." Kiri cooed, tilting your head back to kiss your forehead. "You want to make us happy so bad, don't you?" You whimper, clenching around Bakugo's fingers as he thrust into you. "Ohh, look at that face." He hummed, looking down at you. You whimper, hips thrusting against Bakugo's hand, chasing the high that was so close. "Cum." Kirishima demanded, keeping your head tilted back, grinning as you came undone on Bakugo's fingers. "So fucking obedient. Our pretty girl, good job." He chuckled, petting your hair as your hips jutted against Bakugo. "Go clean her up, Kats. I'll put the food in the oven for when we're done." Kiri hummed, leaning down to kiss you softly. "I want in her first." He growled, eyes boring into yours as the other man pulled his hands from your pants.

Bakugo didn't even hesitate to scoop you up, practically sprinting up the stairs while you shuddered in his arms. "You alright, Princess?" He asked, kissing the top of your head as he nudged the door open. 

You nod quickly. "Of course." You pant out, whining as he tossed you on the bed, literally ripping your pants to get them off of you. "Katsuki!" You chide, glaring at him as he easily pulled your panties down your legs. 

"We'll get you more, relax." He chuckled, kissing and licking up your thigh. Your hand instinctively went to the back of his head. They were both so good at going down on you, but fuck... It was a lot different went Bakugo started down there. He didn't give a fuck about making a mess. He'd happily leave a puddle of drool in the mattress as long as he got to feel you cumming around his tongue. It didn't matter if he was eating your pussy or Kiri's ass, the man made a fucking mess. But no one really cared until one of you laid in the wet spot.

It was only a few minutes before you were tugging on his hair. He knew exactly what he was doing. Working your clit hard, writing out random words on the sensitive bud until you couldn't keep up anymore, whimpering and gasping at the feeling until he shifted lower. His thumb was quick to replace his tongue, rubbing over your clit while he greedily lapped into your sopping hole, moaning into you. That made tears form at the corners of your eyes and he fucking knew it. He loved seeing you crying from pleasure. While Kirishima would push the tears away, he would let them fall. They seemed to make him go even harder when he was the one pounding into you. "Kats-" You gasp out, tugging his hair again as he pushed harder against your clit. "Fuck!" You whimper out, your hips rutting against Bakugo's tongue. The bedroom door opened and closed loudly, your eyes cracking open, seeing Kirishima leaning against the door, more than happy to watch you unravel on Bakugo's face. 

He stepped towards the bed, seeing your eyes open. "Cum for him, pretty girl." He cooed, moaning softly as your hips jerked against the blonde's tongue, his eyes also focused on your face. 

You all liked watching each other cum. That was something else you'd realized. If it was you watching them cum, them watching you, them watching each other, you all liked seeing each other tip over that ledge. Give into that primal euphoria. And even the after effects. Watching them pant and try to catch their breaths was so beautiful to you. You, personally, felt kinda like a fish out of water, gasping for air most of the time. Because they never stopped at one with you. It was almost like competition. Could they give you more orgasms than last time? How many times could you cum before you couldn't anymore?

A small scream ripped through you, Bakugo holding you firmly against his face as you gushed into his mouth. His moans shot electricity straight up your spine, practically ripping strands of his hair out as your back arched. "Good job, Sunshine." Kirishima was in your ear, pushing you forward as Bakugo cleaned the mess between your legs. "You're always so fucking good for us." He hummed as Bakugo pulled away from you, wiping his face on your thigh. "You ready for my cock, pretty baby?" Kiri cooed in your ear as Bakugo wasted no time before he was biting into one of your nipples, chuckling into the flesh as your back arched 

"Please, Ei." You whine, whimpering as he leaned down to kiss you. 

His lips were gentle, but the way his hands were massaging the fat of your thigh told you he'd be anything but gentle when he was fucking you. "Hands and knees, gorgeous." He mumbled, leaning back just enough to let you shuffle over. "Look how well she arches her back now, Kats. What a good girl." Kirishima ran his hand down your spine. "C'mere, gimme a little more spit, yeah?" He growled. You could see Bakugo move from your side to you ass, but you couldn't see him sucking Kiri's cock and that made you whine. Watching them together was so fucking arousing. And you hated that you couldn't see it. "Ohh, I think our poor baby wants to see." Kirishima's voice is demeaning as he runs a hand over your ass cheek. "You want to see Katsuki choking on my cock, pretty girl?" He asked, chuckling as you nod into the pillow. "Let her flip over, Kats." He mumbled, letting go of your hip. 

You happily flop onto your back, whimpering when you finally settled. Bakugo's lips were tight around Kirishima's dick, the redhead lazily thrusting into his face. "Is this what you wanted to see, Sunshine?" He asked, smirking as your hand shot down to your clit, rubbing over the over sensitive nub. There was something so erotic about watching Kirishima absolutely dominate the explosive blonde. 

Whimpering slightly, your eyes remained on the sight in front of you, shifting between Kirishima's cock being stuffed into Bakugo's mouth to his expression. A mixture between pain and pleasure as he took as much of Kiri's thick dick as he could without gagging. "You're so good at that, Kats." You whimper, hips jerking into your own hand as Kiri gave a harder thrust into Bakugo's throat. 

"Fuck." Kiri growled before ripping Bakugo off of him. "Can you be a good boy and watch until I'm done with our little love?" He questioned, grinning as the blonde tipped up to kiss him. "That's a good baby. You work her top while I fuck her, yeah?" The redhead nodded at him, your pussy clenching as Bakugo submitted to him, nodding weakly. "Hands and knees, darling." Kirishima groaned, humming as you quickly readjusted yourself. "Both so obedient." He mumbled, groaning as Bakugo attached himself to your shoulder. 

There was no warning when he thrust into you. Your body tensed slightly, not fully ready for his thickness. But it didn't take long before you were begging for movement. Between Bakugo biting at your shoulder and Kirishima peppering kisses over your spine, you just wanted him to fuck you. "Fuck-" You gasp out, back arching a bit deeper. "Use me." You beg. 

And that's all Kirishima needed before he was thrusting into you at a brutal pace. Your fingers clutching into the sheets to hold you on Earth. He didn't even give you the chance to breath. His fingers dug into your ass as Bakugo shifted to bite at your nipple. "Pretty girl." Kirishima groaned, wrapping a hand around to pop a finger into Bakugo's mouth. "Take whatever we give you." He hummed, thrusting harder into you as Bakugo covered his finger in spit. You couldn't even think as he rammed into you, your eyes rolling as he pulled his finger away, lightly teasing at your asshole. "Relax, love." He cooed, dipping down to kiss your back, Bakugo returning to his assault on your breasts. 

They always marked you. No matter if it was a loving session, if one of the men were the focus, it didn't matter. You always ended up with marks all over your chest. Your neck, too if you were in the middle. 

You really did try to relax as Kirishima pressed into you with his finger, but the sting was a lot. You whimper loudly into the pillow at your face, jolting away from the intrusion. "Want me to stop?" Kiri asked quickly, fully and completely ready to stop. But you shook your head. You wanted to eventually take them both at the same time. And you had to work up to that. You knew that. 

"I'm okay." Your voice is a whimper as Kiri slowly pushed into you a bit more, his thrusts becoming sloppier, more focused on your comfort. 

Bakugo hummed softly against your breast before shuffling himself lower. His tongue swiping over your clit relaxed you more. "Keep that up." Kiri murmured to Bakugo, carefully pushing deeper into your ass. 

You still winced at the pain, but the tongue on your clit certainly helped your muscles relax. "Okay." You mumble, nodding slightly against the pillows, giving Kiri the go head to continue his thrusting. He hummed softly, leaning over to spit onto your tighter hole, using his thumb to spread the liquid around before thrusting back into you. After a few minutes of Kiri pounding into your gspot, Bakugo licking over your clit and Kirishima gently prodding your ass, you were already a mess again. It was so much at once. "I-I Fuck." You sob into the pillow, pushing back against Kirishima as he slowly pushed a second finger in. 

"Good tears or bad tears?" Bakugo gasped out, releasing himself from your clit, licking the underside of Kirishima's cock as he pumped into you. "Talk to us, Princess." He panted. 

Nodding slightly, your fingers dug into the pillow harshly. "Good tears!" You scream out, whimpering as Kiri sped his finger up, meeting his thrusts into your pussy with the same enthusiasm as his fingers. 

You gasped out, trying to catch your breath at the feeling of both holes being stimulated at the same time. Bakugo finally pulled away from you clit, opting to look at your face. "Oh, she's drooling." He chuckled, swiping a finger across the fluid before shoving it back into your throat. "You gonna let me fuck that pretty ass when Ei's done?" He hummed, groaning as you moaned around his finger. "Give her another, Eiji, she can take it." He mumbled, pressing against your tongue. 

Kirishima didn't even hesitate to spit onto your asshole again, easing a third finger in. His free hand wrapped around your hips to massage you clit, waiting until your muscles relaxed before meeting his hips motions. "Gonna cum." He growled, leaning down to bite into your back. You whimper softly around Bakugo's finger, eyes glancing up to meet his as Kiri's motions slammed you into another orgasm. You whimpered, gasping loudly as Bakugo finally pulled his hand away from your mouth, grinning as he watched you try to catch your breath. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, almost like your nerve endings were buzzing. Forming a coherent thought was practically impossible at the moment, wincing as Kirishima's hips finally stilled against you, panting against your back. "Good girl." He mumbled, kissing over your shoulder blades. 

Bakugo pecked your cheek softly. "You're not done yet, are you?" He asked, turning to watch Kirishima pull out of you. Your knees gave out once he was no long supporting you, falling forward into the bed. "Do you want to stop?" Bakugo asked, his tone serious as he pushed hair out of your face.

Still panting, you shake your head. "I just need a second." He nods a little, rubbing your back gently, Kirishima soothing over your lower back. 

"We can stop, Princess." Bakugo assured you, but you shake your head again. You knew if you tapped out, neither of them would be upset with you. You'd had to stop the first time after the doctor cleared you from surgery and they both just spent the rest of the night cuddling you and assuring you that you didn't need apologize. 

"I'm okay, I promise." You finally lift your head to look at Bakugo, smiling softly at him. He glanced over your face before nodding. 

Kirishima kissed over your back as he moved to lay at your other side, rifling in his nightstand for a second, offering the lube to Bakugo over your back. "It's gonna be a lot easier if you get back on your knees, pretty girl."

Taking a deep breath, you push yourself back up, muscles tensing slightly as Bakugo moved to settle behind you, rubbing over your ass soothingly. Kirishima kissed over your face softly. "Relax, baby." He whispered. 

Easier said than fucking done. You'd never in your life even thought about letting a partner fuck your ass until these two. And neither of them seemed to have any fucking issue taking it. It couldn't be that bad, right? "Fuck that's cold!" You hiss, flinching away from Bakugo's hand, both men laughing at your reaction lightly. "Sorry." You join in the laughter. 

"Ready pretty girl?" Bakugo asked, his palm running over your spine. "I'm gonna go really fuckin slow. You tell me if you need me to stop, slow down more, whatever. Okay?" He pulled your hair off your shoulder so he could see your face better. You nod slightly. "Don't fuckin hold that shit in. It's not fun if you're in pain." You nod again, taking a deep breath. 

And he did go slow, but holy fuck it hurt. Even after Kirishima had prepped you, the stinging was worse than you imagined. "You gotta relax." Bakugo whispered, massaging into your lower back. "Hey, Ei." He nodded down at you slightly. Kirishima nodded quickly, kissing your cheek softly before shuffling lower down the bed, easing himself so he could reach your pussy with his face. He quickly swiped over your clit with his tongue, the jolt distracting you enough to get your mind off the pain. "There we go." Baukgo whispered, pushing further into you. It absolutely still hurt, but Kiri working your clit helped massively. "That better pretty girl?" He hummed, smiling slightly as you nodded into the pillows. 

By the time he finally bottomed out, you were much more relaxed. He stopped fully, letting you gather yourself, waiting for you to give the okay. "Okay, Kiri." You whisper, tapping the man's ribs softly. He pulled back slightly. "Up here, please." He nodded, wiping his face on the back of his hand before shuffling back up to your face, littering your shoulder and cheek. After a few seconds, you nod slightly. "Okay. Slow?" Looking over your shoulder, you smile a little. 

Bakugo looked really soft, his hand running over your back to soothe you. He looked genuinely concerned about your comfort. It was really different than how he usually looked when he was fucking you or Kiri's brains out. It was kinda nice, actually. "Of course, Princess." He promised, gripping into your hip softly before pulling out. The sting was still there, but it wasn't as bad. He pulled all the way out before slowly pushing back in, his eyes locking onto your face to make sure you were alright. "Good girl." He praised. 

"Breathe, Sunshine." Kirishima whispered, kissing your nose gently. 

You hadn't even realized you were holding your breath. Letting it out, you shift your weight, dipping onto your elbows. After a few more slow thrusts, the sting was mostly gone, leaving your thighs twitching for a bit more. "A little faster?" You whisper, letting out a small whine as Bakugo quickly obeyed, his thrusts becoming just a bit faster. The hand on your hip tightened slightly as he grunted above you. 

"So fuckin tight." He growled, fingers pressing in a bit harder into your lower back. 

It didn't take long at the lazy pace to have you panting again. The sting was still somewhere in the back of your head, sure, but it also felt fucking good. "More." You beg, Kirishima opting to sit back and watch now that you were comfortable. 

Bakugo nodded quickly, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. "So fuckin perfect." He growled, his grip bruising as he held onto a bit of self control. "Our perfect girl." He moaned out. 

Kiri chuckled softly. "She's drooling again." He mumbled, wiping your chin softly as a series of broken sobs and moans escaped you. 

"Poor thing." Bakugo demeaned, caressing one of your ass cheeks. "We fucked her stupid." He teased. 

You whimper slightly, burying your face into the pillow. "Fuck-I-" You whine, trying to form a sentence and failing miserably. "Fuck. Me." You hiss out, gasping as Bakugo went into setting a brutal pace, pounding into your ass with no restraint. 

Did it still hurt a bit? Sure. But the pleasure was absolutely overpowering any form of pain. Kiri made a face for a second before chuckling. "You're such a good fucking girl." He mumbled, running his hand through your hair, the soft gesture giving you goosebumps. 

Bakugo growled slightly. "She is isn't she?" He hummed, reaching around your hips to press against your clit, smiling as you clenched around him, eliciting a deep moan from the man. "So submissive. You love being our little fuck toy, don't you?" He chuckled, his words becoming breathier. "Let us see your face." He cooed. 

You tried to lift your head, but between the brutal fucking you were receiving and the absolute overstimulation your body was experiencing, you weren't even fully in control of yourself at this point. Kirishima chuckled. "Poor baby can't even move. Here, I'll help you." He reached his hand between the pillow and your face, easing you back, exposing your face to both of them. "What a pretty face." 

It was a mess. Tears, drool, sweat. You were more of a mess than usual. Bakugo grunted, thrusting harder into your ass, grinning as you moan, eyes rolling back just slightly. His fingers pressed harder against your clit. "Give us one more. One more pretty girl." He growled as your body clenched around him. "Yeah, just like that." You sob a bit, the final orgasm almost feeling like a punch to your gut. It knocked the wind out of you and halted your brain. "Oh, fuck yeah." Bakugo moaned, his own eyes rolling as you screamed, Kirishima's hand still firmly clutched around your jaw. "Good girl. Good fuckin-" He growled, slamming into you once more, holding you firmly against him as he came. 

Coming down from that, with Bakugo still in your ass was weird. Different. Not bad. But weird. "You did so good." Kirishima was the first to start litering you with praises. "So good, pretty girl." He whispered, kissing over your face. 

Bakugo was still catching his breath, one hand on your ass cheek, his other arm supporting his whole fucking weight on the base of your fucking neck. "God damn." He gasped out, his forehead resting against his arm. "Holy fuck." 

At this point, you just started giggling. "Fuck, did I make you speechless?" You teased over your shoulder, laughing loudly as Bakugo barked for you to shut up. 

"Quit!" He tilted up to gently nudge the back of your head with his own. "You're gonna fuckin laugh me out of you." That just made you all laugh harder. 

Kirishima's chest was still jumping with laughter as he sat up. "Let's get you in a shower, darling." He kissed the side of your head as Bakugo used your fucking spine to push himself back up. 

"Ow!" You hiss, glaring back at him. 

He made a face at you. "You didn't say ow the whole time I was destroying your ass, but you say ow when I put a little pressure on your back?" He teased. 

You wince as he finally pulls out of you, the sting returning. "Yeah, you're heavy Kat! And you used my spine to lift yourself up!"

"Shower!" Kirishima laughed at you both. 

You tried to move, but your legs refused. "I... I don't think I can-"

Bakugo grinned wickedly. "We fucked her so good she can't walk!" He practically screamed, obviously excited. 

"Ei, hit him." You laugh as the redhead scooped you up. 

 

By the time you were all clean and had finally eaten, you all curled up in bed. Your legs had finally regained a bit of feeling.... At least enough that you noticed Haru trample you and Kiri to get to his daddy. "Haru! You're getting so big." You groan as the dog tried to shuffle between you and Bakugo. 

Bakugo seemed elated, hugging the dog happily, grinning as Haru licked over his face. "Good boy!" He laughed. 

Kirishima chuckled, rolling his eyes as he reached over you to scratch Haru's head. "So about that vacation?" You pipe up, looking between the men... Well... Between Kirishima and the fuzzy dog head. "I sent Aya to this really pretty resort and I think it would be so relaxing!"

Both men turned to you, Bakugo pushing Haru down to look at your feet. "Wherever you wanna go, Princess." He leaned over to kiss your cheek. "You need a fuckin break."

"Yeah. You find a couple places you like and we'll all decide on one, okay?" You nod a little, smiling as he attacked your other cheek. 

"Then we'll give you that fancy proposal and I can rip that IUD outta you." Bakugo growled in your ear. 

You whip your head to look at him. "Excuse the fuck out of me?" You snap. 

Notes:

This chapter is brought to you by the fact that my medicine isn't working anymore and my physiatrist won't call me back even though she is very worried about my Bipolar 1 <3

But I'm fine! You guys don't worry. I have an amazing husband who is on high alert for any of my tells for slipping into a bad manic or depressive.
Take Bakguo and turn him into a southern white guy and that's literally my husband. Man's an asshole to anyone that isn't me or our spawn. Even HE has commented on the parallels lol

Anyway! I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! We're getting close to the end and I'm honestly really sad. Like I have had SO MUCH fun with this fic. I'm so fucking happy that you all have enjoyed reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it! I really cherish all of your support. I'm in a really awful phase in my life and being able to write through it and see all of your love has helped so much.

I've seen so many of you say this is your support fic, and it's kind of turned into mine, too. Because I like to imagine that it's bringing you all joy and that makes my heart fucking soar.

Ugh, I'm getting emotional because I love you guys so fucking much lol. But for some like... Sexual advice! If you want to do anal, clitoral stimulation fucking HELPS. For me, a vibrator for the first few thrusts helped so immensely. Also LUBE. AND COMMUNICATION.

I hope you all have the most fantastic week! I adore you all so unbelievably much! I wish I could shove all of my love and support down all of your throats because you all deserve the god damn world!

Chapter 23

"Oh my god." Kirishima groaned, rubbing a hand through his hair.

"We wanna knock you up." Bakugo said simply, Kirishima letting out another groan. 

You look between them. Sure, you'd thought about kids... But you really hadn't had much time to really think about it... With your life being the shit show it had been for a while. "We-Both of you want that?" You ask, looking towards Kiri who nodded slightly. 

He sat up a bit. "We were going to talk to you about it, but..." He waved his hand over to Bakugo who shrugged.

"I got a little excited." He grinned up at you. Blinking, you tilt your head a bit, not fully understanding. "That family we saved. The woman was pregnant and I couldn't help but think how good you'd look all swollen up like that." He growled a little, leaning up to kiss you. "Plus, I like the idea of a couple of our brats runnin around here." He flopped back into the bed. 

You look over to Kirishima who chuckled, nodding. "I do too. I've always wanted kids." He shrugged a little. "But we're not going to force anything on you, you know that." 

Well, you certainly had a lot to think about. "I know. And I do want kids... I guess I just need to figure out if I'm ready for that." You admit, shuffling back down into the bed. 

Bakugo hummed, hooking his arm around your hips. "That makes sense. You mull it over and let us know. Whenever you're ready, I'll rip that bitch out myself." He offered. 

"Absolutely not." You laugh, Kirishima resting his head on your shoulder. 

 

---

 

You sigh happily, flopping face-first onto the resort's bed, Kirishima and Bakugo setting suitcases around the room. "Oh this is so comfy." You mumble, smiling as both men plop down beside you. 

"We fuckin need this." Bakugo yawned loudly. 

Kirishima nodded silently to agree. "I'm so excited. All week. Just the three of us." You grin. 

The resort looked even prettier in person, right on the beach. And even though it was already dark, you could tell how beautiful it was outside the large glass door. You thought you'd picked the perfect time to take a vacation. It wouldn't be warm much longer, but you figured it would be perfect. Warm enough during the day to enjoy the beach and sunshine. And then cold enough at night to enjoy the hot tub you'd seen online. Bakugo lazily scrolled through his phone, finding a restaurant to deliver so you all could get settled without having to get dressed for dinner. 

You had planned out a good bit of activities for you all to do while you were there. A nice massage and spa day (though you were pretty sure Bakugo just agreed because you and Kiri looked do exctied), a nice hiking trail was not too far from the resort. There was even a little farm that produced their own yarn and you got to tour around to meet the sheep! Plus the multiple restaurants that you and Bakugo had found, excited to try out the exotic foods. 

It was going to be a fun, much needed vacation. 

 

"This is weird." Bakugo frowned, glaring down at the muck surrounding him. 

You hum, shimmying lower into the mud. "It feels great to me." 

He looked up at you and Kirishima, a disgusted look on his face. "It's mud." He pointed out, his disgusted look deepening as you wipe the mud across your cheeks. 

"It's not really mud, Katsuki. It's like... What did they say it was?" Kirishima looked towards you to explain. 

"Volcanic ash, mineral waters and stuff like that. It's really good for your skin." You explain, holding back giggles at Bakugo's face. "Just try to relax, baby! We're gonna get it washed off afterwards." He sighed a little, shoulders slumping as he attempted to relax. 

Kirishima chuckled a little, leaning over to trace a heart onto your shoulder with the mud. You grin, returning the treatment to his cheek. Bakugo glared as you turned towards him. "Don't even think about it." He growled, biting at the air as your finger got close to his cheek. 

You just snort and shake your head, tracing a little heart on his shoulder. "Thanks for doing this with us, Katsuki." Smiling, you lean over to kiss above the mark you'd created. 

He crossed his arms, glaring at Kiri as he shifted to his other side, kissing his other shoulder. "Yeah, yeah. I knew you two were fuckin excited. That massage is after this shit, right?" You and Kiri both grin at him as he finally relaxed. 

 

Kiri kept his hands on your hips as he and Bakugo helped you over massive boulder. "I read that the view up here is beautiful!" You cheer, letting Bakugo ease you onto your feet on the other side, turning to make sure Kirishima made it over with no issue. 

"I wonder if we'll get a good view of the ocean." Kiri commented, patting your shoulder as the three of you continued. 

Bakugo nodded a little. "Probably. You can smell the salt water." He mumbled, glancing down as you trotted up to his side. 

"I don't smell anything." Pausing, you sniff the air. Just smelled like... Air?

He shrugged slightly. "I can smell it." 

Kirishima joined your other side. "I hope you're right! Can you imagine being this high up and looking down at the ocean? I bet it's gorgeous." He yawned a little. 

You hum a little, noticing the break in trees ahead. "Come on!" You cheer, bolting towards the clearing. 

"Slow down, dumbass!"

"Be careful, Y/N!"

Ignoring them both, you break through the trees, eyes widening at the sight. It was better than the website had shown! It was beautiful. "Woah!" You laugh warmly, looking over the little cliff to the ocean. Watching the waves crash against the rocks was absolutely amazing. 

Kirishima was the first at your side, his eyes wide. "Wow!" He laughed warmly, an arm hooking around your hips. 

"Holy shit!" Bakugo's eyes lit up at the sight, a half grin spread across his face as he also wrapped an arm around you. 

Smiling brightly, you loop your arms around their waists. You could remember the first hike the three of you had gone on together. "You guys remember that first hike we went on?" You ask softly, relaxing against Kirishima's chest as they both nodded. "That's when I realized I had a crush on you two." You mumble softly. 

Kirishima smiled warmly, leaning down to kiss your head. "That's so sweet." He mumbled. 

"You shoulda said something!" Bakugo barked down at you, frowning as you giggle. He straightened back up, looking out to the ocean. "What... When did you think you loved us?" He murmured. 

Smiling, you pull back, rifling through your backpack for a blanket. "The gala. I was waiting for you guys to get your ranks. And I was never a fan of hero culture, but I was so excited because you two were excited. I realized I wanted to be there," you pause to unfurl the blanket, laying it out on the ground as Bakugo started pulling the food out for you, Kirishima pulling out drinks. "I wanted to be there for all the exciting stuff in your life. I wanted to share those moments with you." You hum as Bakugo leaned down to peck your lips softly. "What about you two?" 

Kirishima was the first to answer. "I liked you from the moment we met. You were really cute and something just felt.... Right. I didn't realize that I loved you until we went to the hobby store." You look up at him, munching on your lunch quietly as he explained. "It made me so happy to see you just... Genuinely happy. And I wanted to make you feel like that, too." 

"That's so sweet." Grinning, you lean over to kiss his cheek softly. 

Bakugo nodded a little. "I liked you from the start, too. You were the first woman to make me really feel anything other than... Wanting to fuck. Lust, I guess?" He shrugged as you and Kirishima laughed softly. "But that night you came home and that bastard threw your fuckin whale at you is when I realized. Because no one's allowed to hurt you. That's... That's what I thought. And then I couldn't protect you either fucking..." He paused, looking down at his hands, a look of anger and disgust on his face. 

You shake your head a little. "Don't you blame yourself for that. Either of you." You affirm, looking towards Kirishima who was also avoiding your gaze. "None of us could have realized how crazy he was. If we had known, we could have planned better... But we didn't. And I'm okay! And he's in prison and won't get out for years." You remind them. 

Kirishima smiled slightly. "He's in prison because you're a tough little thing." He finally looks up at you, smiling proudly. 

"Hell yeah, you are! You stared that bitch down like he was the scum of the fucking Earth! Our wife's got some fuckin balls." He growled, ruffling your hair. 

You laugh, the word wife making a warm feeling spread through your chest. "Hey, I'm not your wife yet." Bakugo whirled on you. 

"You wanna go find a fuckin court house?" He snipped. 

Kirishima laughed loudly as you shove Bakugo's face back. "You're always so fucking intense!"

 

"Katsu, look!" You cheer over the sandcastle you and Kirishima were working on. Bakugo glanced up from his book, giving you both a thumbs up before burying his nose back in the pages. "Hey, Eiji?" You look over to where he was gathering more sand. He hummed, glancing over at you. "I found a really nice shark pattern that I want us to do when we get home." He grinned happily, bringing the bucket back over to you. 

You carefully place it in the right spot, smoothing over the sand. "Awesome! Do we have the yarn we need?" He asked, watching you carefully carve into the sand. 

Nodding, you eye your work. "I think so! Might have to get a darker grey, though." You tilt your head slightly before falling back onto your ass. He grinned, sitting beside you. You'd always hated the sand as kid. It always got everywhere and you'd end up itchy because you could never get it off of you. Usually your back. Luckily now you had two men that were more than happy to help scrub every inch of your fucking body for you. 

"Let me get a picture of us!" Kirishima grinned, turning with his back to the sandcastle. You hurry to his side, grinning as he angled the camera to also include Bakugo, not even paying attention to you two. You both snicker over the picture before Kiri hurried to place is phone up by Bakugo. You watch him curiously until he was suddenly tossing you over his shoulder. "You said if we built a sandcastle you'd get in the ocean!" He teased, popping your ass when you tried to wriggle out of his grasp. 

"Wait! Eiji, I'm not read-" You squealed as he practically slammed you into the ocean. It was so fucking cold! Once you were back on your feet, you splashed him. "It's so cold!" You whimper, screaming as he splashed you back. "Mother fucker!" He laughed as you returned the assault. 

After a while of childishly fighting, he dipped over to kiss your head. "Still cold?" He asked, grinning as you glare up at him. You didn't even notice it anymore. 

 

You weren't even with your boyfriends at this point. You had died and gone to heaven. Never in your life... Had you imagined that sheep were so precious. But you were in love. "Hi there Chops." You coo at the sheep, soothing over it's head as it butted against your thigh. Fuck the yarn, you wanted the animals. "What a good boy you are!" He bleated loudly, munching into the bucket in your hands. 

Bakugo and Kirishima just watched you, neither exactly thrilled to be surrounded by the farm animals. "She's having way too much fun." Bakugo mumbled, watching you happily go around greeting and petting the animals that stared at you. All they wanted was the pellets in your fucking bucket. 

Kirishima made a face, trying to think about how this was cute... But it was... An experience. "She's happy." He finally said, ducking behind Bakugo as a sheep tried to trot up to him. He didn't like them. Was he scared of them? Maybe a little. 

"They're not gonna fuckin hurt you. I'll blow them up.... Bet they taste pretty good."

"Katsuki!" Both men looked down as you glare up at the blonde. "They're not for meat! They're to love." You run a hand over one of the sheep's heads. 

He nodded a little, frowning at the creature. "Can we go?" Kirishima asked, burying his face between Bakugo's shoulder blades. 

You frown, ready to complain when you noticed the redhead's fear. "Oh, of course honey! I'm sorry, I didn't know you were scared!" You said quickly, hanging the bucket up. It wasn't fun if one of you was scared!

"Yeah, I didn't think I would be." He admitted, clinging onto Bakugo's hand as the three of you hurried into the store. Where there was no sheep. 

Once inside, you run your hand over Kiri's back. "I'm sorry. You should have said something." You hum, kissing his shoulder as he continued to hide his face in Bakugo's shoulder, Bakugo soothing over his hair gently. 

He shook his head a little. "You were having so much fun, I didn't-"

"Yeah, but you were scared! It's not fun if you're scared, Eijiro! You guys wouldn't stay somewhere if I was scared and I don't want you two toughing it out if you're scared." They both nod at your frim tone. "Now let's get you calmed down so we can find some nice yarn, okay honey?" Kiri took a sharp breath, relishing in you and Bakugo's assurance. 

 

"Wear this." Kirishima smiled at you as he pulled out the black dress that you absolutely did not pack. 

Tilting your head, you step towards it, still wrapped up in a towel. "Kinda fancy." You mumble, looking over it. "I thought we were eating on the beach." You look up at him for explanation but he just grinned. 

Bakugo peeked out from where he was brushing his teeth... Before dinner? "It's your favorite dress right?" He asked and you nod a little, dropping the towel to pull your underwear on, rolling your eyes as Kiri took the chance to grab your ass. "Then wear it." Bakugo snipped. 

Once the dress was on, you noticed that one of them had already laid out your "fancy" makeup and hair products... They wanted you dolled up... But why? 

"She's still fuckin thick." Bakugo mumbled as he helped Kirishima fumble with his tie. 

Kiri just smiled, nodding. "We love her, though. Lemme see it again." He said, looking down as Bakugo held up the little box. "She's gonna say yes, right?" He asked, chuckling as the other man rolled his eyes. 

"We literally talked about this months ago. I bet she woulda said yes that fuckin night." 

You hum softly, noticing that the bracelet and anklet the boys had given you the night of the gala had been just... Placed on the sink. Okay... So special dinner? Shit, do they know I took my IUD out already? I was planning on telling them tomorrow night. 

Sighing softly, you hook on the accessories, grinning as you forced yourself out of the bathroom. Both men were in suits which confused you a bit more until you remembered that the resort was known for their black tie dinners. So maybe you were just over thinking. That was probably right. "Ready to go?" You ask, smiling as they both offer their arms to you. 

It was no black tie dinner. In fact, it was really fucking romantic. A single table on the beach, away from the crowd. Candles, local flower petals tossed around the table. It was beautiful. And being able to hear the ocean was so calming. "So pretty." You mumble as Kiri and Bakugo pull your chair out. You got to face the ocean, salty air hitting your face as you all ordered. 

The dinner was pretty normal, other than both men showing their usual tells of anxiety. Kiri running his hand through his hair a lot more than usual and Bakugo clearing his throat a lot. By the time you were waiting on dessert, you were sure they knew about your lack of birth control... They'd both seemed so excited and the more you thought about it... You kinda were too. Maybe they had been feeling the wires before and noticed them gone recently. Might as well get it out of the way. "So who figured out my IUD was out?" You ask, taking a small sip of your wine. 

They both whirled on you, eyes wide. "What?" They both asked. 

Oh... Oh shit. "Oh... I thought that's why we had this fancy dinner.... Cause you guys noticed... My birth control was... Out." You blink at them as they stare at you. 

Bakugo was the first to react, practically leaping at you to kiss you, his hands raking up your thighs. "Kats!" Kirishima said firmly, pulling the blonde off you with his tone. 

"Sorry. No, we didn't know Princess. But we're excited as fuck." He growled, pressing his nose firmly against yours, practically feral at the idea. 

You giggle a little, leaning forward to kiss him softly. "So.. What's all this for, then?" You ask, looking up as they both stand up at either side of you. 

Kirishima smiled softly. "Y/N. We've loved you for so long." Oh... OH!

"We want to spend the rest of our fuckin lives with you. As our friend, our partner, our lover, our everything." Bakugo grinned down at you as you tried desperately to keep tears from forming. 

"We've been through so much. And all of it has made us realize just how perfect you are for us. Every trial has done nothing but bring us closer." Kiri softly pushed a loose stand of hair behind your ear as the tears finally fell, both men dropping to their knees beside you. 

Your hand shot to your mouth to keep the sobs inside. Never. In your whole life. Had you ever imagined that you would feel so happy. So absolutely overwhelmed with happiness and love. "So Y/N?" Bakugo's hand rested on your knee softly as he pulled a box out of his pocket. 

"Will you marry us?" They both asked and the sob finally escaped. Your eyes locked onto the ring for a second. It was stunning. A gorgeous diamond surrounded by rubies and garnets. 

You could barely breath as you nodded, looking between Kirishima and Bakugo. It felt like your heart was going to fucking explode. "Yes." You manage to squeak out, standing up to hug them both, grinning as they stood up with you, wrapping their arms tightly around you. You were vaguely aware of a camera flashing behind you, but you didn't fucking care. Both men kissed over your cheeks as you cried, your chest practically bursting. "I love you two so much." You whimper, holding your hand out to Bakugo so he could slide the ring on your finger, a giggle mixing with a sob as you pulled them both to you again, kissing both of them firmly. "Thank you." You whisper, pulling them down to press their foreheads against yours softly. "For letting me in. For loving me. I couldn't be fucking happier." You let out another laugh, looking at your hand over Bakugo's shoulder. It looked so pretty on your hand. It looked fucking right. Like that's where it was meant to fucking be. 

Just like this was where you were meant to be. With Bakugo and Kirishima. Accepting to be their wife. Both of them. For the rest of your fucking life. 

Notes:

I hope you all enjoyed the happy, wholesome content!!!
I, personally, needed it <3

I know I've been pretty much making these notes my personal diary, but holy fuck, guys... I'm feeling less "I'm the main character!" and much more "This the start of my villain backstory." This year has literally been the worst for me. And TODAY? Oh honies.
I got stung by a bee ON MY HAND today. Then, my mom van decided that it wants to STRUGGLE getting over 25MPH. Then, while attempting to drop my younger two kids off at their grandmother's (my ex's bio mom, it's messy but she loves ALL my babies) my ex is there. No issue, we co parent my oldest really well.
BUT THEN the school calls my ex saying my oldest came into PROLONGED contact with someone that tested positive for COVID. So I bring my youngest home because it's my ex's week and I haven't been in contact with my son since he's been in contact with the COVID child. Put the babies to bed. BURN MY BEE STING HAND on boiling oil. And my middle son refused to go to sleep until like 9:30. And now he's coughing so I guess we're going to get COVID tests tomorrow.. Just in case. Not to mention I start my new job MONDAY and they sent me all my equipment.... I was prepared for like... A laptop and maybe a monitor. THEY SENT ME TWO MONITORS AND A LAPTOP. I don't have fucking room for this! I don't even have a proper DESK! So now I have to rearrange my whole bedroom and sit on the floor at least until I get my first paycheck.

So in short, my son was exposed to a virus that I cannot protect him from and my mommy senses are going insane. I'm stressed because middle son is coughing in his sleep. My hand fucking hurts. And I'm so fucking stressed that I could pull my own hair out. And I think I'm working into a fuckin manic.

But honestly, writing it out made me feel a lot better. I'm just... So done with this year, guys. Like... I'm so done. Every month has been a new shitshow. But, on a happy note, I'm writing again! Which probably doesn't seem like much considering everything I just unloaded, but honestly, I'm always my happiest when I'm writing. I've been at this for fucking years and the hiatus that I took for like 3 years was emotionally really hard on me. I didn't realize just how much writing made me happy until now. Because even though it feels like my personal world is falling apart, I'm always so happy to sit down at the end of the day and work on my fics. And seeing that you guys are so happy when I update just.... It's literally indescribable.

I know I always tell you guys that I love your support and you guys, but I mean it a little extra tonight. You guys are so amazing and I hope you're all doing so fantastic <3 Thank you for all your love. You guys don't even know how much it means to me.

Chapter 24

Notes:

More smut!
Fair warning. Breeding kink. Small instance of blood? Like minute but I don't want yall to be surprised!

"We're gonna get married!" You practically scream as Bakugo and Kirishima followed you back into the hotel room. 

Bakugo had been eyeing you like a piece of fucking meat since dinner. Even while the three of you walked along the beach a little, he was handsy. Grabbing at your ass, kissing and biting at your neck. Kirishima was also a bit touchier... But luckily he had some self control.

At least until the door closed. 

The second the door latched, both men were practically attacking you. Bakugo snarling into your neck, biting and licking at the sensitive flesh. "So when did you get it out?" He questioned, biting a bit harder into your neck, smiling as you gasped. 

Kirishima was busy hiking your dress over your hips, lips dragging across your thighs once they were exposed. "L-Like a week ago." You whimper, grabbing at the arm around your chest. 

"When the fuck were you gonna tell us?" Bakugo growled, tugging the dress down to free your breasts, instantly latching onto one of your nipples, one of his arms going to support your waist. They hadn't even let you sit down. 

Your panties were ripped off of you, your knees already fucking weak at the harsh treatment. Kirishima didn't even give you time to recover before his face as buried between your legs, swiping over your slit quickly before wrapping his lips around your clit. "Fuck." You hiss, breathing picking up. "I was gonna tell you tomorrow!" Bakugo hummed against your nipple. 

"I'm so glad you scheduled in a rest day for us, baby." He cooed, watching Kiri pull back, smirking as you whined. "Because we won't be leaving this fucking room." Bakugo shoved you back towards the bed, yanking the dress the rest of the way off your body. "Not until we fuck a baby into you." You grit your teeth a little, deciding that now was not the time to explain that you might not return to fertility for a couple months. 

Kirishima was back at your cunt before you could catch your breath. His tongue dragging over your clit firmly, his large arms pinning your hips to the bed. Bakugo was tearing his shirt off as he watched, a wicked grin on his face. You whimper loudly, hips attempting to jerk against Kiri's face, his fingers digging into your hips to keep you still. Once down to his boxers, Bakugo was back on you, marking over your chest while you just laid there, gasping and moaning and trying to form a cohesive thought. It would never cease to amaze you how both men were able to turn you from a fully-functioning person to a pile of brainless mush in just a few seconds. 

It wasn't long before you were already cumming on Kirishima's face, your muscles clenching as you tried to arch your back. But Kirishima didn't let up, continuously assaulting your clit. "Eiji, I can't-" You whine a little until Bakugo grabbed your chin, turning your face towards him. 

"Yes you can." He assured you, reaching up to squish your cheeks together. "You can and you will. Won't you, pretty girl?" He cooed, dipping down to press his lips against yours. His teeth dragged across your bottom lip, forcing his tongue into your mouth. You whimper weakly against him as Kirishima pushed two fingers into your sopping hole, moaning against your clit as your thighs twitched beside his head. Bakugo's hand shifted to the back of your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head back, exposing your throat to him. 

He happily moved down to nip and bite at the exposed skin, rutting into the bed as you moaned, one of your hands shooting to Kiri's hair as he thrust his fingers into you a bit faster. It was so much. You'd already had one orgasm. Your nerves were on fucking fire. Kirishima hadn't let up, not even a little. And Bakugo snarling and biting at your throat was about to tip you over the edge again. "Gonna fucking breed you." Bakugo groaned, burying his face into the side of your neck. "Make you a mommy, you want that, sweet girl? Wanna spend the rest of your life pumping out our babies?" His cooes sounded more demeaning, but fuck you couldn't deny your body's reaction, nodding breathlessly as he bit into the base of your neck, latching on harshly as Kirishima tipped you over the edge once more. He finally pulled back on your clit as a small sob wracked through your chest, tilting his head back to watch your upper half squirm, feeling you clenching desperately around his fingers as they lazily curled into you. 

Bakugo pulled back, soothing over your hair as they finally let you catch your breath. You looked down at Kiri as he peppered soft kisses over the inside of your thighs. "Good job, baby." He praised, shaking your hand out of his hair, chuckling as it flopped onto the bed beside you. It felt like you'd been drowning and was getting your first gasp of breath. You hadn't even had a second to gather yourself before entering the room. Honestly, you could have still been on the beach and you would have been clueless. 

Bakugo traced your jaw with his nose softly. "Mmhm." He hummed before pulling back, rubbing a thumb across your cheek before motioning towards Kirishima, stepping off the bed to peel his boxers off, Kirishima finally undressing, ruffling up his hair while you just... Laid there, watching them. "She's gonna look so pretty." Bakugo's eyes rested on Kiri as he settled between your legs. He hooked his hands behind your knees, shoving them practically beside your head, angling your hips up towards him. 

Kirishima finally settled beside you, kissing over your cheek softly before pressing his lips to yours. You could still taste yourself on his tongue, moaning slightly as Bakugo released one of your knees to drag the tip of his cock over your slit, humming slightly in appreciation. Kiri pulled back, smiling slightly at you. "Gonna be so gorgeous. All round with our babies growing in you." He hummed, kissing your jaw softly. Bakugo gave no warning before thrusting into you, quickly returning his hand to the back of your knee to keep you in position. 

He gave you a second before moving. And after that second, there was no holding back. He was pounding into you. The angle gave him the perfect leverage to ram into your gspot with every. Fucking. Thrust. Tears gathered at the corners of your eyes as Kirishima's hand traced light designs over your stomach. The gentle touch causing goosebumps to raise on your skin while you focused on not absolutely losing your mind. Bakugo's grunts and snarls were absolutely animalistic and they did nothing but churn the fire in your belly. He was so focused, his nose furling slightly as he absolutely destroyed you. Kiri was gentle as he pushed the tears off your cheeks, kissing over your head. He was always the softer of the two. 

You weren't even sure if you were making noises at this point. All you could hear was Bakugo, fucking you like a wild beast. Growling and moaning. When he slowed down, you were ready to take a breath until he released your knees, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder and snatching your hips. The sting of his blunt nails in your hipbones did nothing but make you whine louder, back arching as he continued your cervix. The little twinge of pain adding to the building pressure in your core. "Fuck, I can't do another." You whine out, sweat beading at your hairline, hands grasping desperately at the sheets under you. 

"I'm sure you can, sweet girl." Kirishima hummed in your ear softly. His hand slowly snaked down to to your clit, gently massaging over the nerve, smiling as your whole body jerked. "Good girl, you want to cum again. You can do it again, come on." He hummed, nipping at your earlobe softly. 

Panting, you nod a little, back arching as Bakugo pulling your hips towards him, angling them a bit better. He smirked as you let out a scream at his next thrust, devolving into a mess of whimpering and twitching. "Good fucking girl." He growled, biting into the leg over his shoulder as he sped up to a speed that you had been sure was impossible. You barely even enjoyed the orgasm before you were building up again, openly crying as both men worked your abused cunt. 

Finally, Bakugo's canines dug deeper into your thigh, snarling loudly as he came, holding your hips firmly against his own as he released deep inside you. "Good job." Kiri hummed in your ear, soothing over your head softly. "You did so good." He hummed as Bakugo caught his breath, cursing when he noticed he'd actually broken skin on your leg. 

"Shit, I'm sorry Princess." He said quickly, swiping a hand over the marks, spreading the blood droplets across your leg. He frowned deeply as your leg tensed. "I'm so sorry." He repeats, kissing over over the mark. 

You shake your head a bit. "'s okay." You murmur, taking deep breaths. "I don't mind." He looked down at you to make sure you were really okay. Finally, you peel your eyes open, still panting under him as he eyed you. "Honestly I'm kinda surprised it took you this long to make me bleed." You tease, grinning as he leaned down to kiss you. Your fingers curled into his hair gently, assuring him that you were really alright.

Even with his brash attitude and aggressive nature, the thought of actually hurting you or Kiri tore at him. Big softie under the the attitude. When he pulled back, you smiled. You had been able to get your breathing under control and you were back on Earth for a few seconds before Kirishima took his turn fucking you into oblivion. "You just live to make us happy, huh?" Bakugo mumbled, kissing over your jaw softly before finally pulling back, eyes shifting to your swollen pussy. 

"Such a giver." Kiri hummed, replacing Bakugo's lips with his own along your jaw, smiling as you hum at the affection. It was gentle and nice. A harsh contrast to the rough treatment you'd just received. "We got lucky." He pulled away from you, shifting up to kiss Bakugo's jaw as he gathered the bit of fluids trying to leak out of you, shoving it harshly back in. 

"Not gonna waste a single fuckin drop." He growled, turning his head to kiss Kirishima firmly. Your hips rut against Bakugo's hand as he shoved his fingers into you. 

Kirishima pulled away from Bakugo first, reaching up to trace over his jaw softly. "She's gonna be such a good mom, isn't she?" He hummed, chucking as Bakugo bit at his neck. 

He growled in the mans neck as Kiri signaled for you to flip over. You wince slightly as you force your muscles to work, rolling onto your stomach. You really liked when they talked about you like you weren't right there. It always felt like they were just planning different ways to destroy your body while you laid there, helpless and waiting. "You better fuck her deep enough." Bakugo hummed, finally pulling away from Kiri, moving to lay beside you, chuckling as you shakily propped yourself up.

"Tilt your hips, Sunshine." Kiri hummed, smiling as you quickly adjusted to obey his command. "So obedient. God, how did we get so lucky?" He mused, leaning back to spit directly onto your pussy, spreading the saliva around before lining himself up. "Move her hair, Katsuki. I want to see her face." He nodded to the man, waiting for your hair to be brushed off your shoulders before pushing into you. Every inch made your toes curl deeper. So slow. That's what you thought, trying to push back against him, but the hands on your hips kept you in place. Whimpering, you try to raise onto your palms, hissing as Kirishima pushed between your shoulder blades, back onto your forearms. "Just like that." His voice was firm as he dragged his hand down your spine, gently massaging the flesh of your ass before finally bottoming out inside you. 

It wasn't enough. He was being too soft. He was never this soft. Not after watching Bakugo fuck you. Whining, you look back at him, a small pout on your face. 

Kirishima laughed a little at your expression. "What's wrong, baby?" He asked, smoothing a hand over your backside. Painfully slow, he pulled back, smiling as you whined louder. "What do you want?" He asked, Bakugo scratching lazily at the back of your scalp. 

"Fuck me. Please." You manage to get out, your hips once more trying to shift back against him. 

Bakugo chuckled, biting at your cheek playfully. "I think we've spoiled our poor baby." He teased around your flesh. "Can't get off unless we're abusing her poor pussy." He hummed. 

Kiri laughed softly, leaning over your back to whisper in your ear. "Is that what it is? You want me to let loose on you?" He teased, smiling as you nod enthusiastically. "You like the pain, don't you?" He asked, still continuing his painfully slow pace. You whimper, nodding again as your head falls towards the pillow. Anything to get him to go faster than this. "Poor baby. You've been so good for us. Might as well give you what you want, right?" Kirishima pulled back, his hands returning to your hips, wasting no time before he was drilling into you, relishing in the sounds that escaped from your throat. Moans, whimpers, whines, sobs. It was all music to his ears and just seemed to push Kiri forward, his hands gripping at your skin, pulling you back to meet every thrust. 

"We love seeing your eyes roll back." Bakugo hummed, pinching one of your nipples firmly, smiling as your torso flinched. "See if you can get her droolin, Eiji." He barked up to Kirishima before returning his eyes to your face. Kiri chuckled above you, nodding slightly to Bakugo, the blonde quickly snaking between your legs to press firmly into your clit. Overstimulated was an understatement at this point. You couldn't breathe, couldn't think at this point, gasping and begging into you pillow. 

What exactly where you begging for? You didn't fucking know. For them to continue? For them to stop? You didn't know. All you knew was that you were about to explode. 

Kiri noticed easily, rubbing over your back. "Another one? Greedy baby." He hummed before pressing into your lower back, fully shoving you into the bed. He stopped his motions long enough to straighten your legs out between his own. "You gonna let me fill you up, too?" He asked, running a large hand over your side, grinning as you shivered under his touch. Every single touch was enough to make you flinch or moan. It was overwhelming. You nod frantically into the pillow, hissing as Bakugo landed a frim slap to you ass. 

"Angle your hips, Princess. Show us how much you want it." He barked, kissing your shoulder as you did as you were asked. "Good girl." He praised, nipping your skin softly. 

"Fuck-" Kirishima groaned, his pace becoming sloppier as he leaned forward to nip at your neck, much gentler than Bakugo had been. "Cum with me, sweet girl." He hummed in your ear, smiling as you flexed agaisnt him. "Just like that." He panted, groaning directly in your ear as you both reached your highs. He let out a few restrained groans while you screamed. Your whole body tensing from the overstimulation. Bakugo groaned beside you both, kissing over your side softly as you and Kirishima swallowed gasps of air. 

Kiri was shaking as he held his weight off of you, pressing his forehead against the back of your head softly. Bakugo was going between rubbing over Kirishima's back and kissing at the bits of skin exposed to him from under Kiri. "Jeez." You finally manage out, lifting your torso out of the pillows. "Who knew all it took was getting my birth control out for you two to really let loose on me." You tease the men, giggling as Bakugo sunk his teeth into your arm, Kiri letting out a small huff against your head. 

Bakugo pulled back. "Speaking of. Pull out, I got her." He looked to Kirishima. You didn't even have time to question the statement before Kiri was plopping down beside you and Bakugo had snatched your hips, dragging you up against his chest, elevating your hips. 

Blinking for a second, you run a hand over your face. "Really?" You laugh softly as he held you there. 

"We're not leaving here until you're fuckin pregnant. Don't test me." He barked, nipping at your leg. 

You squeal softly, letting your feet drop against his shoulders. "You've upgraded from feral to rabid Kats." You tease, rolling your eyes a little as Kiri pushed hair from your face.

He leaned down to kiss your forehead softly. "We just want to have the best chance of conception." He explained which made you pause. 

They had... Looked into this shit? Like you'd read into trying to conceive when you were with Monoma to actively avoid everything that could even accidentally cause a pregnancy. Which was why you had gotten the IUD. 99.9% effective? Perfect at the time. But the fact that they knew to elevate your hips like this... "How long.. Have you guys been thinking about this?" You ask, looking up at Bakugo as he contently held your hips against his chest like this was a totally normal position to have a conversation in. 

"A while." The blonde shrugged, taking the time to kiss over the bite mark he'd left on your thigh. 

Kirishima rolled his eyes a little, dipping down to kiss your forehead. "Since that night." He didn't have to elaborate. The night you got kidnapped. You had talked about it... Since then... But you didn't use the word. The word made you panic still. And they didn't want that. 

Bakugo snorted a little. "Since you brought Haru home." You both look up at him as he shrugged. 

"He... You know how he is." Kirishima laughed softly, playing with your hair to sooth you in the weird position. 

You just shrug. "He's a lot." You agree, giggling as Bakugo slapped the outside of your thigh. 

"Shut up!" He barked, rolling his eyes as the three of you laugh warmly. 

Notes:

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!
I'm in the middle of a really hard mental health episode. I've been in like 2 manics in the past three days. I'm very lucky that my husband is here to keep me grounded and help me where my medicine (and apparently my phycologist) can't... But I'm in a rough patch.

I'm feeling much better today though! Absolutely keeping an eye on my emotional state though. Bipolar isn't fun. A lot of my spikes are generally caused by stress, and the new job on top of trying to deal with financials until my first paycheck and waiting to see if my son develops symptoms is a LITTLE stressful. But I'm alright for now! And my oldest isn't showing any symptoms. Getting him tested Sunday so hopefully we'll know something soon!

Though it's kinda hard to talk about it to my baby daddy. Because he believes COVID is just like the flu. Which is so insane to me.
Baby daddy is very alternative.. Was in a screamo band when we met, so imagine that. And my hubs is very... YEE-YEE. Southern white guy. So why is my husband more progressive and open minded than my idiot baby daddy? Like??? There's a disconnect somewhere in my brain lol.

Anyway! My redneck ass husband is the best. My baby daddy exists. I'm stressed to the max and apparently use the notes in my fics as my personal diary.

IN CONNECTION WITH THIS FIC!
We're looking at one more chapter and probably a super cute epilogue! It feels so bittersweet to say that... But I'm so proud of this fic. I don't want it to end but it has to soon. I love you guys so fucking much. Thank you all for being so amazing. I hope you all have such an amazing weekend <3 You all deserve the fucking world!

Chapter 25

"It can take up to 6 months before you return to fertility."

Bullshit. You blink a few times, staring that the four tests on the bathroom sink. It was only two months.... You had take your IUD out two months ago. Honestly, you'd really thought that you'd even be able to plan the whole wedding around getting pregnant... Assuming that it would take a fucking while. But apparently not. You were happy! You really were... But holy shit that was fast. You had friends that took months to get pregnant. 

Haru whined at the bathroom door. He probably needed to be let out... But all you could do was stare at the tests. There was no doubt... But... Holy shit. 

Bakugo had been the one to bring up that you were late. He always kept his eye on your tampons and Midol so that he could replenish them for you so you didn't have to go to the store if your cramps were bad... So he knew around when your period was expected, and about how many days grace period your body gave you. The man was honestly a little too observant. You'd brushed him off, telling him that you were really stressed with your newest book... But you weren't. Emi was giving you as much time as you needed with this one. She didn't complain. She didn't pressure you for the next chapter. She was just letting you do what you could. 

So, once the boys had left for work, you'd raced to get a pregnancy test... And ended up buying four... Just to be sure! 

And now you were just staring at them, amazed. 

"I'm pregnant." You whispered to yourself, laughing a little as one of your hands ran across your stomach. "I'm pregnant!" Your laughter increased as you physically held yourself back from grabbing your phone and calling your boyfriends. 

They were working... They could wait until they got home... But fuck... What did you do now?

Doctor... You needed to call your doctor and get an appointment set up. Snatching your phone, you happily burst through the bathroom door, Haru happily barking at you. "C'mon big guy!" You giggle out, hand still splayed across your midsection as you went to let him out. 

 

You had thought all day... About how to tell them. Maybe order some cute onesies? Or something super cute like that... But that didn't feel right. You wanted to tell them as soon as they got home. Not in a week when you received whatever you ordered. You had scheduled your first prenatal appointment for 3 weeks out. Seemed a little long to wait for you, but they were the experts! 

Haru jumped up from his spot on the kitchen floor. They're home! Your heart started racing in your chest as you heard the door open and close, Bakugo praising Haru for meeting them at the door. 

"Welcome home!" You call, a giant smile on your face as you shift your weight from one foot to the other. 

Kirishima greeted you first, kissing your shoulder softly before peeking over your shoulder. "Again?" He asked curiously. You'd made the same dinner three times in the past two weeks... But... You wanted it. 

Well... That makes sense now.

"Oh... I'm sorry!" You laugh a little, grinning as Kirishima just nuzzled into the top of your head.

Bakugo finally wandered into the kitchen, chuckling softly at the two of you, dipping down to kiss your cheek. "No worries, Sunshine! I get into food kicks too." Kiri promised as you pretty much buzz between them. 

Waving them both towards the dining room, you grin. "You guys go sit down!" You try to hold at least a little of your excitement in as you finished up dinner. 

But you were so excited to tell them! You couldn't even imagine their reactions... But you did know that they would both be over the moon. The three of you had spent a lot of time talking about the situation. You had been a bit worried at first... Because you could only carry one of their kids at a time. What did that mean? But both men had assured you that any child you produced wouldn't be yours and Bakugo's or yours and Kirishima's. It would be all your kids. Kiri would be Papa and Bakugo would be Daddy. Biology didn't matter. Because they would be your babies. All of your babies. 

Once you were all eating, they both noticed that you were a little anxious. Biting at your cheek, eyeing them both. Bakugo finally leaned back in his chair. "What's up Princess?" He asked, slipping a slice of meat to Haru. He still tried to be sneaky about it, even though you and Kirishima both knew every time he slipped the dog more food. No wonder he liked Bakugo more. 

You shuffled a bit in your seat, biting back a small smile. What if they weren't excited? What if this was just a kink and they didn't really want a kid? That's so dumb. We've talked about this so much. 

"I'm pregnant." You blurt out, snapping your eyes closed. 

Both men stopped everything. It was so quiet for a second. "Wait... Really?" Kirishima laughed softly, eyes wide as he looked at you. 

Your eyes slowly blinked open, nodding slightly. "I took four fucking tests this morning. I have an appointment-" Bakugo cut you off, snatching you out of your seat to hug you tightly. 

"Kats, be gentle." Kirishima was quickly behind you, also hugging you, though much softer. His hand shifted to your stomach, laughing a little as he buried his face into your neck. "Oh my god. We're gonna be parents." He huffed into your neck, grinning against your skin. 

Bakugo was crying at this point. Not full sobs, but his shoulders were absolutely jumping as he slumped to the ground, kissing your stomach. "There's.. You're really pregnant?" He asked, tilting his head back to look up at you. Laughing softly, you nodded, running your hands through his hair softly. He nuzzled into your stomach. "Fucking hell." He barked out a laugh, pulling back to let Kiri smooth his hand over your stomach. "Thank you." He chuckled, dipping forward to press his forehead against you. 

They were so happy. Both holding back tears as they fussed over your, outwardly, unchanged body. Kirishima kissed your cheeks happily as Bakugo continued peppering your stomach, whispering to the little clump of cells that still couldn't even hear him. 

 

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"Let's see this baby!" The ultrasound technician warned as she pushed the little wand into you, apologizing as you made a face. You tried really hard to not shift on the table as the wand pushed against your cervix. It wasn't painful but it was very uncomfortable. 

But the moment the image appeared on the screen in front of you, all your discomfort melted away. Kirishima squeezed your hand tightly as Bakugo's jaw dropped slightly. It was a little blob... A little blob with arms and legs... And it was moving! You couldn't feel it... But you could see it squirming in your uterus. "Oh my god." You breathed out as the technician pressed a few buttons. You had no idea what the fuck she was doing... But you could see your baby. 

That alone... Was amazing to you. "Look at him!" Bakugo laughed warmly, eyes never leaving the screen. 

Finally, a bumping noise filled the room. "There's the heartbeat." The technician declared as you all listened to the sound. It was like music to your ears. 3 Weeks of worrying if everything was okay. 3 Weeks of anxiety... Wondering if the little baby was growing alright. If the heartbeat was there. You'd joined baby boards online. Watched other users grieve after their first ultrasound showed nothing. Nights of holding your stomach and just... Hoping that everything was okay.

And it fucking was. The baby's heartbeat was so strong. And it was moving around like crazy. "When should I start feeling it?" You ask, tearing your eyes away from the screen as your boys both wiped at their eyes, grinning as they listened to the sound.

"First time mom?" You nod a little as she moved to look around at your other organs. "Probably another 8 to 10 weeks, honestly." She smiled at you warmly as you turned back to the screen, watching her measure your ovaries before returning to the baby, letting you all watch it bounce around before finally pulling the wand out of you. "Alright, I'll let you get cleaned up. Then if you could go back to the waiting room, the doctor will call you back soon." She smiled at you warmly, pulling a chain of pictures off her machine, handing it to Bakugo while you sat up, frowning at the feeling of the weird jelly between your legs. 

They could at least use normal lube... This shit was the texture of grape jam. It felt gross. 

The three of you were still gushing over the grainy images as you were finally called back into the doctor's office, you being forced, once more, to undress from the waist down. Being covered by nothing by a flimsy sheet. "It's a boy." Bakugo said firmly, looking down at the little picture fondly. 

Kirishima laughed softly. "I think it is, too." He agreed. 

You pout a little. "I want a girl! I'm already outnumbered between you two and Haru!" You teased, giggling softly. 

It was still wo weird... You could feel your body reacting to the pregnancy. In fact you'd started throwing up at least once a day, randomly. There wasn't even triggers... You'd be fine and then suddenly... You'd need to puke. But after you puked, you were fine! You'd be able to eat, no issue. Also your fucking boobs were so tender. You had to hold them to your chest when you went down the stairs to avoid any jiggling because ow. And even your stomach. Though you absolutely weren't showing per say, it was firm. 

Your body was changing and it was so strange. But you were happy. And your boys were happy. All three of you were just... Thrilled to take this next step. 

 

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"I'm not calling her." Bakugo said firmly, crossing his arms. 

You return the firm look up at him. "Yes. You are." Both of you stare each other down, battling each other silently. 

Finally, the peacekeeper stepped between you both, holding his phone up. "Hey Mitsuki." He said casually, catching both you and Bakugo off guard. He's already called?? 

"Hey Eijiro! How are you? My son still treatin you two right? Do I need to come have a talk with him?" She practically yelled, smiling as you pull Kiri's arm down to greet her. She waved at you, smiling. "Hey there Y/N!" She grinned. 

You return the wave and smile as Bakugo lets out a sigh, leaning against the counter beside Kirishima. "Hi Mitsuki!" You cheer. "And no need, Katsu's still great!" She nodded at your assurance. 

Kiri turned the phone to the blonde who waved a little. "Hey old hag." He quipped, a small smile creeping onto his face as she started in on him for not calling. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. You won't be so mad in a sec. Where's the old man?" He asked, taking the phone so Kirishima could help you sit on the counter, letting the camera catch all three of you. 

Masaru's head poked in beside Mitsuki, smiling warmly at the three of you. "Hello you three!" He greeted softly, waving. You and Kiri returned the greeting happily.

You were practically bouncing with excitement. "We have something to tell you!" You finally blurt out, giggling a little. That certainly caught their attention, both of them sitting up a bit straighter. 

Bakugo let out a sharp breath. "You're gonna be grandparents." He barked out, gritting his teeth as he waited for their reactions. 

Mitsuki's eyes widened. "No way." You nodded happily as Kirishima looked over at you, a huge smile on his face. "No fuckin way!" She yelled, excitement written all over her face. 

Masaru's reaction, as usual, was much more reserved. A big smile on his face as he congratulated the three of you. "That's so wonderful! How are you feeling Y/N?" He asked softly as Mitsuki calmed down. 

"I'm feeling good! I didn't have much morning sickness, and the little bit that I had seems to be fading." You shrug a little, letting out a small breath. 

Mitsuki nodded a little. "Do we know what it is yet?" She asked, practically buzzing. Bakugo shook his head. 

"We won't know for another 6 weeks." He looked over to you to make sure he had the timing right. 

You nodded slightly at his questioning look. Mitsuki let out another small scream. "We need a girl. Right, Y/N?" She smiled at you warmly through the screen. 

"Yes! I want a girl so bad!" 

Kirishima shook his head, though. "I think it's a boy. She's been craving a lot of salty stuff." He explained. 

"Eiji, that doesn't mean anything." You laugh a little as you look up at him. 

Masaru chuckled. "I don't know, Mitsuki craved a lot of salty foods when she was pregnant with Katsuki." He pointed out, flinching as the woman glared at him. The three of you laughing warmly at the interaction.

 

Mina was screeching. She jumped up to hug you tightly, practically sobbing as she rocked you back and forth. "Congratulations!" She yelled in your ear. 

Bakugo snapped at Mina to be fucking careful with you as calls of congrats were bounced around the table. Everyone was quickly buzzing with excitement at your announcement. Mina finally pulled away from her choke hold on you, letting you breathe. "How far along are you?" She asks, eyeing your stomach curiously. 

Bakugo was still growling at her, tugging your chair backwards and away from the woman. "12 weeks!" You chuckle softly as Bakugo glared at her. 

"Oh my goodness! Wait, what about the wedding?" Shoto piped up, Mina finally plopping back into her seat. 

Kirishima piped up, passing a scrap of food to Haru who was rounding the table, begging at everyone's side. "We're going to wait until after the little one's born." He explained. 

You nod slightly. "I don't wanna be about to pop while I'm walking down the isle. With my luck, if we went ahead with it, I'd go into labor at the wedding." You tease warmly, grinning as Mina hugged you again, ignoring your over protective fiancé's snarling. 

Kaminari snorted a little. "That'd be kinda funny thouh-Ow!" He grabbed the back of his head as Jiro slapped it. 

"That's probably a good plan. How have you been feeling?" Midoriya leaned over the table a bit to look up at you. 

You smile as you turn towards him. "Great! I was a little sick at first, but I'm good now. Other than some ligament pain from everything growing." Rubbing a hand over your stomach, you shrug a little. 

Sero hummed a little, eyeing you. "You still don't look pregnant." He commented, snapping his mouth shut as Mina shot him a dangerous glare. 

"When do you find out what if it's a boy or girl?" She asked, more than excited. 

Bakugo wrapped an arm around the back of your chair, shaking his head at Haru when he started begging at his feet. "6 more weeks." He said, glaring as Haru huffed at him. "Don't huff at me! You've been gettin food from everybody. Actin like you're starvin." He rolled his eyes as Haru huffed again. 

 

---

 

"We fuckin told you!" Bakugo laughed as the three of you finally got back to the house. 

You couldn't help but roll your eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Shut up." You laugh softly, smiling as Haru greeted you all at the door. "Now we gotta think of a name." You reminded them, running a hand over Haru's head softly. 

Kirishima grinned down at you, kissing your head softly. "We'll figure it out. We still have time." He assured you softly. 

Bakugo nodded, yawning loudly. "Yeah. We just found out... Now we gotta let the idiot squad know." He said, flopping back onto the couch, patting his lap. 

"Your parents too." Shuffling slightly, you opt to sit beside him. 

His brows furrowed a little, confused. "Oi. What's that face for?" He asked, noticing you biting at the inside of your cheek.

It was stupid... You knew it was stupid. You were pregnant for fuck's sake... But you couldn't help but feel a little self conscious about your body. It was changing so fucking quickly. "I don't know." You mumble, Kirishima quickly sitting at your other side. 

"Yes you do. Talk to us, Sunshine." He pressed gently, kissing your shoulder. 

Taking a breath, you shrug. "I just... I look so different." You mumble. "I feel gross. I... Like I'm not even that far along and I feel like I'm already huge." They were both silent as you aired your grievances. 

Once you were done, Bakugo snatched your hips, dragging you to his lap. "Look, we can't imagine what you're goin through. It's gotta be weird to see yourself changin so fast..." He paused to bury his face in your neck softly. "But you're not gross. You're fuckin beautiful. As gorgeous now as the day we met, you got that?" He bit at your neck softly. 

Kirishima nodded, shifting over to run his hands over your thighs softly. "We know it's not easy." He paused, one of his hands moving to your stomach, rubbing over the bump. "But we're so happy that you're going through all of this for us. And you're absolutely stunning. I've never seen a more beautiful woman in my life. And the fact that you're carrying our baby just puts you on another level. We love you so much. No matter what you look like... Even though you're still damn sexy." He grinned as you finally cracked a smile. 

Humming, Bakugo kissed down to your shoulder. "Fuck yeah you are." He growled, chuckling as your shoulders relax against his chest. 

 

---

 

You groan softly, rubbing over your swollen stomach. "Ow." Haru nosed your hip gently as you tried pushing through the pain. It had started the night before but you didn't think much of it at the time. Even promised Bakugo and Kiri that it was nothing as you ushered them both on to work. Just fake labor. But you were starting to have your doubts. Taking a few deep breaths, you waited for the pain to pass, holding onto the wall. "Fuck." The pain let up slowly and you sighed, shuffling past the nursery. Everything was ready. 

Hospital bags packed. Nursery up. All good to go... But you still had three more weeks. So it was probably fake labor. Between the contractions, you talked yourself down. Your phone ringing caught your attention. Aya. 

"Heyo." You answer, your voice not quite as cheery as you would have liked. 

She paused. "Hey cutie... How are you feeling?" She asked cautiously. 

Continuing to the stairs, you shrug. "Fine. Dealing with more braxton hicks." You brush it off easily, Haru still following you closely. 

"Okay... Well, a couple news stations are wanting to do a few interviews about the new book next week. You think you'll be up for it?" Ayame asked softly. The book had only been out like a week? Granted... It was pretty fucking popular. Everyone seemed interested to read about your story with the "hero gone bad" or whatever the fuck. 

You paused as another pain shot through you. "Hold on." You gasp out, Haru pacing around you as you forced yourself to breath through the pain. It was painful, yes.. But it wasn't that bad. It wasn't unbearable pain like you'd been told about. So it couldn't be labor. Once the pain past, you finally made it to the couch, sighing as you finally sat down, rubbing over your stomach as Tai kicked the fuck out of your ribs. "Yeah, I should be able to do that." You assure the woman, Haru sitting directly by your feet. 

He'd been acting so weird today. "Awesome. I'll schedule one for Monday and one for... What? Thursday you think?" Nodding slightly, you listen to her explain what stations wanted you to come in when it felt like... Like your back popped? But you hadn't even moved.

Then you felt it. "Oh shit." You whisper, standing up as quickly as you could, one hand instinctively shooting between your legs. "Oh shit!" Aya was asking what was wrong in your ear as Haru barked up at you. "Uhh.. Scratch that. My fucking water just broke. I gotta go!" You hang up before giving her the chance to reply, dialing Kiri's number quickly. 

"Hey Sun-"

"My water broke." Your voice is a little more than panicked as you make sure all three bags were at the door. "Can you guys get home?"

Kirishima was silent for a second. "Fuck- yeah! Yeah, we're on our way! Are you okay?" He practically screamed and you could hear Bakugo asking what was happening in the background. 

 

You hummed softly as Bakugo bounced around the room, rocking Tai back and forth while Kirishima helped you into the shower. "Ow." You wince, scratching at your stomach. It felt weird... Like a plate of pudding. 

The labor wasn't really long. Just 9 hours then another half hour of pushing... But you felt like you'd been hit by a bus. And you'd just regained feeling enough in your legs to take a shower. "You okay?" Bakugo asked, stopping his motions to look over at you. "I can help." He offered but also looked very reluctant to put the little boy down. 

"I'm okay honey." You promise, thanking Kiri as he eased you into the shower. "I'll call if I need help." The hot water felt amazing on your skin. Who knew giving birth would make you feel so gross. Once you'd cleaned yourself and checked to make sure your vagina hadn't actually been torn in two, you slowly dried off and dressed yourself. You were still in maternity pajamas, but your stomach had deflated quite a bit. It looked more like you were just a couple months along now. 

Weird. "Okay." You sigh softly, easing yourself into the bed. God, your pussy hurt. "Gimme." You smile as Kiri, who had somehow ended up holding the baby while you were bathing, carefully set Tai in your arms. 

He was still asleep peacefully, breathing as deep as his little lungs could. Kirishima sat beside you, looking down at the boy happily, Bakugo mirroring his actions on your other side. "You did so good." Kiri mumbled, kissing your head softly. 

Bakugo nodded to agree. "You're so fucking strong. I couldn'ta done that. Shit looked painful." You and Kiri laugh loudly, shutting up as Tai shifted, blinking his eyes open to look at his loud ass parents. 

There was no telling who he looked more like. He had your hair and bright red eyes that were just... So fucking innocent. It made your heart want to explode just looking down at him. "He's so pretty." You laugh softly, running a finger down his chubby cheek. "Perfect." The men hummed, nodding to agree. 

If someone had told you a few years ago that this was where you would end up... You would have never believed them. Surrounded by so much fucking love. "I love you guys." You whisper, bringing Tai up to kiss his head. "All of you." You breath out, relaxing into the bed. 

It was so easy. To be with them. To hold your baby while they gushed over both of you. To love them and be loved by them. It was easy. And even after everything, it just felt fucking right. 

Man, Mina really deserved a gold fucking medal.

Notes:

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Chapter 26: Epilogue

"Daddy! Poppa!" You look over your shoulder as Tai bolted towards the door, practically taking out Kiri's knees as he walked in. Haru barked, jumping up to follow the boy to the door, barking at the men. 

Kirishima grinned, ruffling his hair. "Hey kiddo!" He scooped him up as Bakguo pinched the boy's cheek, crouching down as Natsuki, toddled towards him. "Were you good for Mama today?" Kiri asked Tai as he rubbed his cheek. 

"Natsu got hurt." He said as Bakugo scooped the toddler up. 

You yawned loudly, turning off the stove before shuffling to the living room. "He did. He was trying to copy big brother and jumped off the couch." You explained, giving Tai a look. "He's okay." You assure Bakugo as he fussed over the boy, trying to find any bruises. "Welcome home." You chuckle as Kirishima sat Tai down, dipping down to kiss Natsuki's cheek before making his way to you. 

His hand ran over your stomach gently as he kissed you. "How was the doctor?" He asked, looking down to Tai as he kicked at the ground. 

"Dow!" Natsu struggled against Bakugo, trying to get back to the ground. The moment he'd learned to walk, he didn't like being held anymore. He'd let you hold him to nurse and the boys could hold him for a few minutes when they got home... But Natsuki was more happy just toddling around. 

Bakugo ruffled up Tai's hair before joining the adults, kissing your cheek firmly, also wanting to hear what the doctor said. You'd brushed them off when they offered to come with you. You'd done this before, the first visit was always boring.... You hadn't expected... Well. "Twins." You glare between them. Three kids. That's what you'd all agreed on. Three. Tai. Natsuki. And one more. 

Both men's eyes widened. "Twins?" Kirishima breathed out, laughing a little. 

"Two?" Bakugo was grinning proudly. "We put two fuckin babies in you?" He laughed, scooping you up. You groaned, your stomach shifting as he pressed against it. 

"Gentle!" Kiri swatted his back softly. 

Once back on your feet, you moved to the kitchen, sliding the ultrasound pictures towards them. "Two." You confirmed, chuckling as they both surrounded the pictures, eyes wide as they looked at the two little babies. "Four kids.... One of these better be a girl!" You teased, giggling as they attacked you, kissing over your cheeks and shoulders. They were always so happy. 

Bakugo was the first to pull back, yelling for the kids. "Oi! You two want a couple brothers or sisters?" He asked, chuckling as Natsu threw a block at him, babbling incoherently. 

But Tai perked up. "I want a sister!" He stood in front of Bakugo, shuffling his feet. "Mama! Can I do it now?" He asked, catching both men's attention. 

You chuckled, pushing Kiri towards his son. "Yeah, something else exciting happened today." You grinned. "Show them, Tai!" You stepped back, biting your cheek as Tai held up his hands, focusing really hard and grinning as a couple tiny explosions went off. 

Both Bakugo and Kirishima grinned. "Just like Daddy!" He pointed at Bakugo, practically bouncing with excitement. 

Kiri picked him up, tossing him into the air. "That's so awesome, Tai!" He cheered, kissing the boy's head once he'd caught him. Bakugo was quick to ruffle up his hair, beaming as Tai giggled between his dads.

The little boy grabbed Kiri's cheeks softly. "When will I get your quirk, Poppa?" He asked and you winced, turning to fix everyone's plate. You still hadn't thought of a good way to explain all this to the kids. That they'd only get one of their dads' quirks. You didn't want biology to matter to them. You were their mom. Bakugo was Daddy. And Kirishima was Poppa. Simple... If only it was that simple. 

But Kirishima just smiled at the boy, kissing his cheek. "Well, you'll only get one quirk from your parents. So you'll just have Daddy's. And that's okay!" He assured him, chuckling as Natsu grabbed at his pants, offering a toy to him. 

Tai paused for a second, frowning. "But... Uncle Shoto has two." He pointed out. 

Bakugo chuckled a little, grabbing the toy and turning it on for Natsu. "Uncle Shoto's weird." He said simply. 

 

You yawned loudly, adjusting Natsu a bit as you waited for him to finish nursing. "We're gonna have to wean him soon." You mumbled as Bakugo helped Tai onto the bed. You kissed your son softly, smiling down at him. "Good night, Tai. Sweet dreams." He hugged you tightly before leaning down to kiss Natsu's head. He was so sweet. He loved his baby brother so much. "I love you sweetie." He gave you another kiss to your cheek. 

"Goodnight Mama!" He cheered, jumping from the bed towards Bakugo who was quick to snatch him. 

"Tai! We just talked about this! You can't be jumping off shit!" You glared at the man. He tried to clean up his language around the kids. Especially since Tai had told a kid to fuck off at school earlier that year. "Why do we have to wean him?" He asked, tossing Tai over his shoulder. 

Kirishima chuckled as he laid Natsuki's pajamas on the bed, ready to change him and tuck him into bed. "I'm gonna need both boobs for twins, Kats." You point out, pushing a bit of Natsu's hair back. There was no doubt what quirk he would get. He looked like he grew off Kiri's arm. 

"You don't think your supply will keep up with three?" Kiri asked as Natsu pulled away from your breast. You carefully handed the toddler to him, tugging your shirt back up. 

Shrugging, you sit up to watch him change the boy. "I don't know. I guess I could ask the doctor.... I nursed Tai for so long it feels kind of weird to stop now." You mumbled as Natsu yawned, happily letting Poppa change him into his fuzzy pajamas. 

"Night!" Bakugo yelled as he walked into the bedroom, hurrying to pepper the baby with kisses as Kiri finished changing him. 

"Ask the doctor about it. If your supply will keep up, I don't think you'll have to wean him just yet." The redhead gently tickled the boy's stomach, smiling as he giggled, scrunching up. "And even if it does, you're gonna be... Busy with the two." He pointed out as Bakugo finished loving on the boy. 

The blonde moved to flop down beside you, running a hand across your stomach. "Maybe we do formula with these." He mumbled, kissing your knee before shifting to lay his head in your lap, nuzzling against your stomach happily. "That way we can help you more at night." He mumbled, kissing over your shirt. 

You giggled, running your fingers through his hair as Kirishima crouched to let you kiss Natsu. "Good night Natsu." You whispered, Bakugo perking up to give him one more kiss. "I dunno... I'm kinda scared. Natsu just turned one and now we're gonna have two more babies... Tai got to be the baby for so long." You mumbled as Bakugo continued nuzzling into you. 

"And Natsuki will still get all the attention he needs, Princess." He promised. "We got enough love to go around." He mumbled, looking up at you. 

Kirishima was quickly back in the room, kissing your forehead as Bakugo expressed your feelings for you. "Sunshine." He rested his head on your shoulder softly. "All the kids are gonna be loved. You could have five more babies at once and we'll still give our big boys the same love. You know that." He kissed your shoulder. 

Bakugo nodded, sitting up to kiss your cheek. "We don't have favorites." He mumbled, reaching over to grab Kiri's hand. 

Smiling, you sighed. "I know... I know that. I guess I just wish we would have waited a little longer to get pregnant again." You mumbled, giggling as Bakugo attacked your neck. 

"Too bad someone's insatiable." He teased, yelping as the blonde turned his attention from you to him, practically leaping across you to bite into Kirishima's neck. You smile a little, rolling your eyes as you kissed Bakugo's neck softly. 

"Insatiable and very proud today." You mumbled, nipping at his skin playfully. "I think our brat needs some attention." Turning towards Kiri, you grin at each other before both of you turned on Bakugo, pushing him into the bed. 

 

You found out in your last trimester that Monoma had been killed in prison... And it had been... A weird mixture of emotions. You'd long let go of the anger for the man, so you didn't like knowing that he'd died... But you also couldn't really make yourself care too much, really. You were busy. 

Both twins were girls. Fraternal twins. Mina and Maru. (Mina absolutely sobbed when she heard the names) Tai was instantly protective of his sisters. He kissed them and helped you pick out their clothes. Natsu was less impressed at first, pushing the two away, but as they aged, the three got close. Natsu would even occasionally attempt to take the fall for the girls when they were in trouble. 

Though you and Kiri's parents were gone, Bakugo's parents were very involved. They'd moved closer after you had Tai and with each new child, they just added beds to their home. Even though Bakugo acted like he hated his parents being so close, you could see the joy in his face when his parents gushed over the kids. 

Natsu developed his hardening shortly after he turned five, honestly no one was surprised. In Bakugo's words "The boy looks like he came outta you, not Y/N." But the twins.... The twins surprised you all. Mina developed hardening while Maru developed explosion. All three of you were stunned. Luckily, Uncle Shoto was happy to explain that apparently it was absolutely possible to have twins with two different fathers, though it was very rare. 

Speaking of Uncle Sho, him and Midoriya ended up getting married, adopting a sweet little girl named Kyoko. She became fast friends with Natsuki and Tora (Mina and Sero's first child) the three became menaces when they were together, but you brushed it off as kids being kids. And while Kami and Jiro never had kids, they were more than happy to be the cool aunt and uncle. They spoiled the fuck out of all the kids.

 

All in all... You couldn't be happier with your life. At the end of the day, you got to lay down with the men you loved. You got to look over the kids that you produced and all you felt was happiness. 

You run a hand over Haru as he nosed into your lap. He had grey around his whiskers now, and he'd slowed down quite a bit... But he was still such a good boy. "Sweet baby." You cooed, kissing his head as Tai slipped back into the house.

"Mom?" He asked, slowly walking towards the living room. He held up the mail, his UA letter in his hand. You smiled happily, scratching over Haru's ear as he jumped onto the couch to sit with you. 

"Let's wait for dads to get home, yeah?" You smiled as he stared down at the letter. "I don't know what you're so worried about." Chuckling, you nod towards the chair, wanting him to sit down. 

He ran his hands over his knees anxiously. "I've been dreaming of going to UA since I was a kid." He mumbled. "Just like dad and pops." He whispered, having to toss the paper onto the coffee table to keep from tearing it open. 

You smiled, reaching over to grab your son's hand. "I don't know why you didn't let them write you a letter of recommendation." You sigh a little. He'd been so adamant that they didn't. "Or Uncle Zuku. Uncle Sho-"

"Mom." He whined, slumping back into the couch. "I wanted to be good enough to do it on my own!" Tai huffed as the door opened, all three siblings filing in. 

Natsuki was quick at his side. "Did it come in?" He asked, excited as Mina hurried to hug Haru, ruffling up the old man's fur happily. Maru peeked over at the mail on the coffee table, eyes widening as she went to curl up on the other chair. 

"Are we waiting for Dad and Pops?" Maru asked softly. 

Mina nodded, not even waiting for you to explain. "It's a big moment! I bet you got in, no issue, Tai!" She cheered at her brother, smiling as Haru licked her cheek. You chuckled softly, squeezing Tai's hand. 

"No matter what, we're so proud of you, honey." You assure him, smiling as he ran his palms over his knees, wiping away the sweat. 

 

"Dad!"

"Pops!"

"Welcome home!"

You chuckled as the kids all bolted to the door, Tai shuffling anxiously beside you. "Mom, what if I didn't get in? They'll be so disappointed." He whispered. 

Shaking your head, you pull your son's head down to kiss it. "No they won't." You promised, looking up as Bakugo rounded the couch, one twin on each shoulder. "Kats!" You laughed, watching Mina struggle against him. 

"Put me down, old man!" She barked, yelping as he tossed her onto the couch beside Tai. 

He carefully sat Maru down, ruffling her hair as Natsu and Kiri wandered into the living room. "Let's open it up, bud." He grinned down at Tai. 

Natsu leaned against the couch behind his big brother, excited to see the results. Tai took a deep breath as Kiri nudged Mina over, sitting beside the boy, proudly grinning down at him as he held his daughter's hand. Bakugo hugged Maru against his chest, kissing the back of her head softly. It was a big moment. "I hope you got it, Tai." Maru whispered, clinging to Bakugo's arm as she waited to see her brother's letter. 

All seven of you held your breath as the little device popped out. A projection popped up of... "Uncle Izuku?" Tai looked between you and his dads, all three of you confused for a second before Midoriya happily congratulated Tai for getting into UA High School. His eyes almost popped out of his head. "I... I got in?" He whispered. 

Bakugo grinned. "I told you, you'd get it! You worried over nothin! That's our boy!" He grinned, moving one hand off Maru to rub his fist against Tai's head. 

Kirishima hugged him proudly, patting his back as he bit back tears. "We're so proud of you!" His voice hitched as he pulled back, grinning down at the boy. 

You squeezed his hand softly. "Good job, Tai." You giggled, kissing his cheek happily, pulling back as his brother and sisters swarmed him, hugging him tightly, screaming about how awesome it was that he got in.

Mina giggled as she poked Tai's cheek. "Pretty cool, Big Bro!" She grinned. "I'm gonna have Dad and Pops write me a letter though." She teased, glaring at Bakugo as he smacked the back of her head. 

"Then you better get your grades up!" He barked. 

"My grades are fine! Not everyone can be a genius old fart!" She snapped back. 

Maru laughed softly as she pulled away from Tai, watching the two argue. "I don't think I wanna go to UA." She whispered. 

You quickly grabbed her arm. "That's okay honey! Whatever you wanna do." You smiled, turning to kiss Tai's head again. 

Natsu hummed, playfully punching the back of his brother's head. "Yeah, yeah. I'm still gonna be better than you." He grinned as Tai whipped around, leaping over the couch to tackle him.

Kirishima chuckled, shaking his head. "They're all so different." He mumbled. 

You nodded to agree, watching Mina and Bakugo scream at each other. At least it was all teasing. 

Once everything had settled down, you all ended up in bed. Tai had gone to bed early. He wanted to get up and train more first thing when he woke up. Natsu had been reading when you checked on him. Mina was already passed out. And Maru was on her phone, chatting with one of her friends. 

It was crazy just how different all four of them were. But they were all good kids. You were so proud. Smiling softly, you glance up as Kirishima and Bakugo both plopped down beside you. "I'm so glad Tai got in." You mumbled into your pillow, groaning as Kirishima's hand instantly went to grope your ass. 

Bakugo kissed your shoulder softly. "He's a good kid. He's gonna do great." He mumbled. 

"They're all growing up so fast." Kirishima sighed, massaging into your flesh as they both rolled towards you, trapping you between them. 

The blonde growled, playfully biting your ear. "We should make another." 

"Absolutely not!" You giggled, moaning as Kiri gripped your ass firmly. 

You smiled a little, rolling onto your back, back arching as they both attached themselves to you. Bakugo pressing his lips firmly against yours as Kirishima kissed over your neck. 

So much love. So much happiness. Even after all this time, there was still a small part of you that couldn't believe that this was your life. And even after everything, you wouldn't change a single fucking thing. Because everything led you to where you were now. "I love you." You breathed out. 

Kirishima kissed your collar softly. "I love you too." He mumbled softly. 

Bakugo bit your cheek. "I love you." He growled, smirking as your hips jerked. 

Notes:

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