Midoriya looked at Bakugo with a different lense, stairing at him with pure mystery. It came out of left feild, and from absolutely no where. Bakugo said nothing more, stairing straight ahead and knowing ultimately he would have to make his bold confession - present and up and center. He stared in a trance, fixed on the idea everything wouldn't go back to how they use to be. But how they use to be was chaotic, lonely and pothetic. Bakugo wiped the look he had off of his face and shown Deku true sincerity for a change.

"Midoriya." Bakugo mentioned. Deku's ears popped at the difference in addressing him properly. It was a start. "If I were to be honest for once in my life, there's not many people I trust with my heart. It sounds weird to say, and the thought of telling you secrets like that makes me sick. But that's the truth. And a second, I never trust people in general. The world is cruel and unfair and no one likes to take care of someone when they say they will. I want to be a pro hero for myself, but there's a second, deeper reason that I want you to know. I want to protect you at all costs. I, love you..."

"Kaachan." Midoriya whispered, eyes wide. Bakugo put his hand on Midoriya's, his eyes softened but looked tense and nervous. Midoriya looked down, almost has if his touch was healing him alone.

"Kaachan, I don't know what to say."

"Well find something quick because I'M VONERABLE!" kaachan shouted.

"Okay, okay!" Midoriya chuckled, then tighter his hand around Kaachan's. "Can I think for a moment? But before I tell you my answer, I just want to really think about this."

"Sure, whatever." Bakugo swelled with many things, and was nervous about several matters, but waiting for Midoriya's reply was the worst three minuets of his life. He felt insecure, and couldn't looked at Deku, because if he did, his expression would give it away. Bakugo tightend his grip on Midoriya's hand, almost communicating though connecting, hoping the message would transfer through touch. The fear had never been so ultimately difficult to adjust to.

"I don't think we could be friends after this." Deku said, which shot an arrow through Bakugo's heart. Instant regret surfaced and he retracted his hand. "You've been so harsh on me, and for so long, that to think of you as a friend would be kinda ridiculous."

"Alright, alright Deku, you can stop now." Kaachan said with a break in his voice, tears welting down his face.

"But, I'm not finished." Midoriya continued, lightly grabbing Bakugo's hand. "If I were to be honest too, the reason why the things you said hurt me so badly, was because, well, I was attached to you."

"Was?" Bakugo highlited.

"Still am, Katsuki."

"I like, the way, you say - my name." Bakugo said with a brighter expression for the first time in forever.

"The reason why we can't go back to being friends is, well, if it's okay with you, I want to claim you, Katsuki. Would that be okay?" Midoriya asked with a bright smile.

"Fine with me, nerd." bakugo leaned in and gave Midoriya a nice kiss, hold his hand and using his other to stroke his right cheek. It seemed that everything, even the storm outside and the storm inside Bakugo's heart at finally ceased.

Help arrived. As it turned out everyone was fine thanks to Uraka's quirk, and she saved everyone and floated them up to the road before they actually fell, minus the two lovebirds. Midoriya was in great pain but made a full recovery, and Bakudo ended up getting sick with the flu for a week. When the two told the rest of the class what they were doing, they dodged the questions and just said they were lost, but found something they always needed.

Fin