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It's a peaceful evening, with almost all of the students in the common room of the 1A dorm to spend some time togheter watching tv, eating snacks while playing some board games or just chatting with the others. Being a thursday evening means that the end of the week is near, so everyone wants to spend some time togheter to decompress from the stress of the day (being a UA student is not easy, especially being a hero course student).
The only one missing is Bakugo, who an hour ago got up from the couch to go to his room while ignoring his friends protests. No one else said anything else, knowing their explosive classmate cares so much about his sleep schedule.
That's why they're all surprised to hear him again now, at 9:45 pm. Yes, hear. They can all hear him screaming his way down from his room, he's so pissed he didn't even take the elevator but the stairs.
"Deku! You big piece of shit!"
Most of them keep doing what they were previously doing, already used with their classmate's behavior. (Obviously they are all curious about why he's with them one hour after his "bedtime" -how Kaminari calls it-, but they're not suicidial like the so called bakusquad who gleam upon the possibility of having their friends with them again)
"Bakubro!" "What are you doing here?" Ashido and Kaminari speak at the same time.
Katsuki ignores them, resolving to furiously look around the room.
"Where the fuck is that damn nerd?!?"
Kirishima, always the peacekeeper, gets up from the couch to try to calm his best friend.
"He was designated togheter with Iida to go to the 1B dorm to take back the dvds we lent them last month. They went almost ten minutes ago, I'm sure they'll be soon back here."
"Why?" "What do you want from Deku-kun?" Sero and Uraraka ask at the same time, with a teasing smile. The only reason Katsuki doesn't blow it from their smug faces is because he happens to be friend woth the assholes.
Before anyone else can talk, the dorm door get opened and a certain greenette gets in, togheter with their class president. He's so busy talking with him about something to notice the way all of his classmates look at him.
"Deku." Bakugo growls. Growls!
Some of 1A students pray fro Aizawa-sensei, whomay turn gray if he has to be called again because of the two of them.
Izuku, immune by now to being yelled from his best friend (Yes! Best friend! They're best friends again; after Kacchan apology they only needed a week to be back to being best friends like they used to be when little. Middle school Izuku would cry if he'd knew how quickly and easily they got back to being best friends like when they were little kids). turns to him, smiling. I'ts the big blinding smile that's reserved onlu to Kacchan and Yagi-sensei.
Oh.
Oh.
He suddenly notice all the stares toward him. Some of them give him a look that resemble the one people used to give to soldier leaving to die.
For once, they're right to be scared for him.
Faking ignorance, Izuku try to keep a smiling mask. "Kacchan hi! What are you doing here?" he try to ask, not making a move. He has yet to decide if the situation requires him to leave the dorm again but risk the ire of Aizawa-sensei, or run away in his room (but then Aizawa-sensei may be called if best friend try to blow up his room).
"What am i doing here? What the fuck are you doing here?!" Kacchan yells at him while getting closer and raising his smartphone, AO3 still open.
So he already saw it.
..
Oh well, he had a nice life.
"Bakugo! This is not the way to way to talk to your classmate and best friend! As aspiring Pro Hero you must always-" Iida try to reprimand him, but he's ignored.
"Shut up! The nerd fucking deserves being yelled and he fucking knows it!"
"Uh.."
"Mido-bro, what have you done?" Kaminari asks him, pity on his face.
Izuku starts sweating. He doesn't want to admit his hobby in front all of his classmates (and Kacchan's too), but he doesn't like to lie to his friends either.
To Izuku surprise it's Katsuki who reply, eye still fixated on the greenette, like he may run away any moment. (He definetly would, he's just waiting to understend towards where to run.)
"He did the only thing he didn't have to do, he couldn't do."
Izuku gives his best friend a weak smile, hoping it works.
It doesn't.
At least he tried.
"He stole your favorite blanket?" "He took the bookmark away from the book you're reading?" "He ate the last of your snacks?" "He kept watching the docu-series about All Might you two are watching togheter?"
Izuku interrupts his classmates to defend himself. "What- No! I would never do that!"
Only to have Katsuki saying coldly "He did worse."
Everyone now is paying attention to them, finding this more interesting than what they were previously doing. Aizawa-sensei is probably going to appear soon to stop the angry blond, they may as well enjoy this until it lasts.
The self-nominated Bakusquad gulps. What could Midoriya have done to make their friend so pissed?
No one want to ask this question, so it's Tsuyu who does.
"What did Midoriya did-kero?"
Everyone wait for the reoly with trepidation, like this is the highlited part of the latest episode of a soap opera.
Still sending daggers while glaring the greenette, who's sweating like he's under the midday sun in the middle of summer and not in a cold evening in the end of winter, Katsuki takes some minutes to reply.
"He deleted his fanfictions."
Silence falls in the common room.
'What?' is the collective thought.
Did Bakugou just admit to read fanfictions? To read Midoriya's fanfictions?
Wait, does Midoriya really write fanfictions?
So many questions, and it's Todoroki the first to speak.
"Midoriya. Everyone knows one can't delete their fanfictions." he deadpan.
No one can't grab the idea of Todoroki -the Todoroki, not anymore stern like at the beginning of the school year but still with a stoic expression always on his face- reading fanfictions, so they just go over it.
"Yeah dude, it's not manly!" "Why delete them when you can orphan them'" Kirishima and Shinsou say at the same time, with Tokoyami nodding.
Izuku, face deep red, start stuttering about how he just panicked and if he didn't do it he would've needed to leave Japan, find a new country, shave his head and change his name in something like 'Alfio' or 'Ciro'. (To my italian and not readers: I grew up in a sicilian town when half of the boys my age where called that or Peppe/Ture and I lost it imagining Izuku called like that)
Now that he has the support of his classmates Katsuki is silent, but he still sends daggers to his traitor of best friend. (He fucking loved that crap, okay?!)
"Tsk why would you need to delete it?"
Izuku pales, before whispering. "All Might needed to google something with my smartphone but my AO3 profile was open and he read aloud my username before i managed to take the phone back. I panicked and deleted my whole profile before he looked for it from his own smartphone, and I told him it was just a random profile."
Katsuki's smile falls.
Iida, who's been silent until now (because he didn't get paid enough - No, he didn't get paid at all to deal with a screaming and pissed Bakugou at ten pm) can see him paling too.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"You- You did the right thing." Katsuki nods, now calm.
The rest of 1A students are lost. What is happening?
"Good reflexes."
"Thanks."
"I'd probably burn it."
"I know."
After some moments, Izuku adds something. "But I have the pdfs of all of my fanfics saved in my laptop. If you want I can send them to you."
The blond nods. "Yeah thanks."
A new voice join them. "What the hell - I don't even want to know what pairing you two hellspawn write and read. Just stop screaming."
The two gulps (Katsuki like to think he's less noticeable. He isn't.), while the rest of the classmates are once again stunned by their teacher who none of them (Jirou and Shoji only heard him at last) noticed appearing in the room.
"Tomorrow you all have school and I don't want to see any of you late in the morning." Shouta doesn't even need to use his quirk (thank to whoever god he's listening upthere for once, since his eyes are drier than Sahara) because they all promptly get up, tydy up around them and leave towards their rooms.
It's only around 10 pm but Shouta is ready to go to sleep, his patrol being at 3 am leaves him the possibility to get more sleep than the last days and he doesn't want to waste it like this.
One last thing tho. "Midoriya."
"Y-Yes?"
"Next time just tell them that you clicked on a random profile while leaving kudos to something you've just read, don't be that kind of person who deletes all of their works."
With this he leaves, marching towards his room, ignoring the caos that is about to happen.
Just as he turns the corner he hears it.
"Aizawa-sensei read fanfictions?!?" from Kaminari.
Shouta snorts, if only they knew what he used to read when he was their age. What he still read these days, when he has time.
Closing his dorm room he sighs. Maybe he can spend some time reading something before sleeping. He has enough time, what could go wrong?
(He ends up reading till 1:14 am, leaving just little more than an hour to sleep.
Oh well, it's not like his students aren't used to him sleeping in his classroom.)