Bakugou began to change even in front of his friends and classmates. He stopped screaming, he wasn't so explosive overall. He was pale and tired. Everyone saw something happening, but they were afraid to ask. Basically, they left it to Izuku. They are not blind, they noticed how often they are together. They did not attach any weight to it, after all they are childhood friends. Their relationship may not be healthy, but there is one, according to them. But Izuku and Katsuki know their stuff.

'He's working on himself a lot.' Everyone says so. That's why it doesn't solve it in part.

,, Kacchan? You don't know where I put the new limited All Might figure? " asked Izuku in the gloom of the room. He rummaged around everywhere. Bakugou, however, lay in bed perfectly satisfied. He just watched him silently and thought. Should he tell him he's been looking at the figure for an hour, or let him keep looking for it so he can come as a bigger idiot? Difficult question. Where is it going to be 'to be or not to be'.

"No, I have no idea," he replied. He decided. He wouldn't tell him. He'll just wait for it to turn out. Yes, Midoriya was half asleep when this fell out.

Bakugou is never bored. Izuku will take care of all the fun. Although he is not aware of it himself.

Midoriya whimpered and began tossing the contents of the smaller box to the ground. It already looks like a tornado in his room, now he put a crown on it all.

Bakugou smiled and closed his eyes. Idiot. And this is probably one of the smartest students. That's right.

"What if you went to bed?" Bakugou suggested. He has nothing to hug and the blanket becomes uncomfortable after a while. Izuku is a kind of mochi. Sweet and soft. Soft, but only in some situations. Other times he can be hard, of course. Which future hero not, right?

Midoriya sat desperately on the floor in the middle of the room. There is no sign or memory around him, it's just him, papers and clothes. "I can't find it!" He almost whimpered.

Katsuki sigh. Why is he dating that idiot? He doesn't understand at the moment what enchanted him so much then. His emerald eyes played a big part in that, the rest is somehow blurred for him. Who would want to remember that he shouted very inappropriate words at him, knocked him against the wall and kissed him hard? He doesn't, but Midoria does. He likes this part the most. His time bomb, Katsuki, confessed to him, and yet it was still him. He was excited. He was finally told that his good childhood friend didn't hate him. It was a better feeling for him than winning the lottery. Not that he would bet, he still can't spend everything on life-size figures and pillows.

"You've had the figure on the shelf for a while, you idiot." The blond growled. He still doesn't understand how he could fall in love with him. They're both so different. You'd think Izuku'd find a nice and nice girl, well, and he finished in a room with caramel. Bakugou was supposed to find a fragile and seductive girl he could protect. He basically succeeded, but he's not a girl, there's something left between his legs.

Midoriya looked up at the shelf and whimpered.

"Now come on the bed, damn it!" Kacchan growled, throwing a pillow at his nerd.