I stan Bakugou Katsuki (Pro!Baku x Teen!Deku)

[CRYBABY]

Katsuki had been a pro hero for quite some time. He graduated from UA top of his class, by age 23 he was in the top 10, and when he was 25 he had opened his own agency with his best friend, Kirishima Eijirou aka Pro Hero Red Riot. When Katsuki was 28 he reached the spot of Number One Hero, a title he knew he would hold since he was 4 years old when his powerful quirk manifested. Now, at age 35 Bakugou was as successful as he always knew he would be, there were toys made after him, exclusive merch like masks, hoodies, shorts, shoes, even cups.. he was on all major news networks when a villain attack occurred and he even had appeared on some talk shows. Katsuki’s success was clear but it came at a cost. Public Relations.

Life as a Pro Hero wasn’t easy by any means, hell the shit Katsuki had to deal with at UA was enough indicator that the road to Number One was going to be treacherous, but making sure he was in top shape both physically and mentally was something the blonde savored. Explosion was a more physically demanding quirk than many realized, yes it heavily affected his arms and hands, but to perform some of the tactical moves he had perfected required him to have a strong core, shoulders, and chest. Therefore Bakugou took much pride in his routine, rarely faltering, until becoming Number One Pro Hero two years back when he would have to learn that there are many things out of his control and in the hands of his Public Relations team. Bakugou knew clearly that Hero work wasn’t just fighting villains and training, he knew there was a level of face he had to show for the cameras, he just did not think it was going to be this bad. He will say it over and over again, fuck Public Relations.

Katsuki was many things, hard headed, proud, passionate, abrasive, hell some of his less popular traits even seemed to smooth out over time, however, there was one thing that seemed to follow him all the way to the Number One spot….. Bakugou Katsuki was impatient. He sat at the signing booth for the past hour scowling at fans and sparking his palms for quick pictures with a select few, mostly kids and teens were viewed worthy enough for pictures from the Hero, when a familiar tuft of green hair appeared before him. The kid was small, thin, with freckled cheeks, huge green doe eyes and pretty curly hair. Katsuki could’ve sworn he had seen this kid somewhere before, probably at another meet and greet… some people wanted his autograph several times, others wanted a chance to wow the infamous bachelor—pfft as if that would ever happen. Bakugou had not officially dated anyone in his entire life, sure he had hook ups and actually went on dates, but there was no one that caught the attention of Number One Pro Hero Ground Zero enough to warrant being in a relationship with. Kirishima tried his hardest to set Bakugou up with other Pros but that didn’t work either.. the blonde just wasn’t interested. It was no surprise that all of his time and energy went into his hero career rather than finding a partner, and he was completely fine with that. Actually Bakugou was pretty damn happy with his life.

He looked down at the young greenette, his face contorted in an annoyed grin, “Oi, what the hell do you want signed now?”

[DirtyDeku]

Tons of kids loved Pro-Heroes! There was a Hero that fit pretty much every kid's liking, whether it be somebody passionate like Ground Zero, somebody who held chivalry to the highest degree like Red Riot, or somebody who broke the shackles of his father's expectations to become his own person like Shōto. ...And kids who like humor. Sorry, Shōto. It's badass on one hand and hilarious on the other. Forgive me.

Izuku admired other heroes, but in his opinion there was only one who was superior to the rest.

He was 7 years old when Ground Zero debuted as the Number One Hero. He'd certainly liked the hero before then, but he could vividly remember that day as if it hadn't been another 7 years since then. He was glued to the TV for the rest of the afternoon, visibly unsettled every time it cut to a commercial break or a different news story. He clung onto every word, every visual, was practically jumping out of his own skin each time a photo of the hero popped up-- Inko couldn't do anything to settle him until his bedtime.

He's not sure he slept even a wink that night.

Ever since then, Izuku hasn't missed more than a handful of Meet n Greets or TV interviews. He was quite the troublemaker at school, though not in the usual manner of course. Izuku had never even gotten into a fight with someone his age! No, he was often absent from class in order to follow Ground Zero's every move. He blamed it on him being Quirkless and, quite frankly, too damn cute to get mad at. Oh, and the fact that his tear ducts were activated on command whenever he was caught.

Nothing like a bawling 14 year old to make somebody uncomfortable. Nobody suspected him of being anything other than a slightly obsessive fanboy, which he was, but nobody around him would describe him as manipulative.

He was just a pathetic, Quirkless, wannabe Hero. That explained why he documented every single detail about Ground Zero, right? Why he knew exactly how tall the Hero was, when his weight fluctuated, what blood type he was.

Right?

It's got to be some sort of miracle he hasn't run out of things to have signed by his idol. Notebooks, photos, T-shirts, expensive limited edition shoes, figures, hideous-but-adored-Funko Pops-- the list never ended. If he could get the Hero to sign his very soul, he'd do it in less than a heartbeat.

Unfortunately, he'll have to settle for yet another limited edition full-body print, which he delicately unfolds with a pounding heart rate.

Perhaps Katsuki should be glad he hasn't had to resort to nude modeling, because Izuku would have no problem with having a full frontal signed much to his mother's horror. Except... maybe not this early. He's just gotten to a point of paying for his own merchandise by saving up money he's earned from doing work for his older neighbors and babysitting. He hasn't yet gotten his hands on anything too risque.

"I brought this, this time! I'm a really big fan..." He grins coyly, his freckled cheeks reddening as he scratches the back of his head. He looks innocent, slightly embarrassed about his obsession. He's mastered mimicking the expressions of his peers while also learning to be appropriately expressive.

Embarrassed, coy, yet excited. All valid emotions in the face of his idol, yet the pure euphoria coursing through his body at this very second would probably be considered manic in the eyes of professionals. Unfortunately, a professional will never understand his complex emotions for Ground Zero. Nobody ever will.

[CRYBABY]

Katsuki stood irritated, not at the cute greenette per se but rather in general given his current PR predicament. He was tired, he wanted a break. He watched as the boy unrolled a limited edition full body print that the Hero had just taken a little while ago.. he was a bit shocked that a kid got his hands on merch so rare—the kid has to be what? 15 at most? He stared down at the shy nerd, his arms crossed over his broad chest, “This time?” He mimicked, “I knew I had seen you before.” Those big eyes, stupid freckles, and mop of green hair…the boy was cute he had to admit. He took the print, signed it carefully as he always did and held it back out for the boy to take.

The shy greenette’s enthusiasm for Ground Zero made Katsuki feel prideful for some reason he couldn’t place. He had tons of fans, clearly, and he often didn’t care about any of them more than he would a civilian on the streets, but the Hero clearly remembered this kid if even barely and that’s bound to count for something given the amount of people he had to interact with on a daily basis. If he said his interest wasn’t peaked he would be lying.

“Want a picture, kid?” He offered, popping his palm gently as a show for his fan.

[DirtyDeku]

He's seen fans be escorted away by Security for acting like complete asshats, has watched all of the news stories about crimes being committed in the name of Heroes, Hell, he'd even seen the constant glorification of Heroes and the schools meant to prime students for a professional career radicalize a student in the grade below him. Izuku not only paid attention to the positive news but the bad news as well, and he adjusted his behaviors accordingly. He was aware that his obsession could get out of hand, and to avoid being picked out, he kept himself on a tight leash. Though, the leash seemed to get looser by the day.

Izuku bows in gratitude, taking the time bent forward to reel himself in, but also to carefully fold the print back up delicately. Sure, Katsuki could tear it to shreds right in front of him and he's still thank him enthusiastically, but he'd prefer it be kept in mint condition if not. He tucks it under his arm close to his body as he stands upright again, just in time to catch Katsuki's palm popping with tiny explosions. He bounces a few time on his feet excitedly, using his free hand to retrieve his phone from his pocket. The case is... well, you already know.

Opening the front facing camera, he spins around and holds it up to get them both in frame. He takes a moment to perfect the angle, the majority of the photo being Katsuki and very little of himself, before tapping his screen a few times in quick succession. Like taking selfies for Instagram, Izuku takes into consideration how a jittering hand can result in very slight differences in shots. He also didn't necessarily mind if Katsuki looked more annoyed in one of them...

He's down bad.

He opens his gallery to look at them quickly, using it as an excuse to linger with his shoulder touching Katsuki's side for a split second. He really doubts that his shoulder touching the Hero for a few seconds really matters to him, considering how many little kids he was in line with event after event, but it's hard to keep an idol in that position if he indulged too much. Kid's got some weird thought processes.

"Uwaahh...! You look so cool in these! Thank you so much, Ground Zero!" He locks his phone, grinning up at the Hero with those freckled cheeks rosy and eyes squinted close. For someone bordering on a stalker, he sure is a cute little bastard. "Until next time, then?"

Yeah, like they're old friends, or as if Izuku definitely will not miss the next event. Unfortunately for his report card and social life, he won't.

[CRYBABY]

Katsuki was not surprised at all when the boy took out his phone to reveal a Ground Zero phone case—and if he looked close enough he would most likely see that the kids background photos were also of the blonde but luckily he didn’t get a peek.. not that it would have bothered the Hero. He had many ‘excitable’ fans, as he was instructed to call the intense stalker kind, and some got to the point of trying to get on property at his house so a young boy with screensavers of Katsuki on his phone was the least of his worries when it came to his fans.

Bakugou could see the absolute pleasure in the kids face, not to mention how cute he was pretty much jumping for joy, his adorable curls bouncing along with him, when offered a picture with the Hero so he tried his best to be.. happy but his smile was nothing more than a snarl. He held two poses for the boy, an offensive stance with his quirk activate oh so gently and one of him just standing there with his arms across his chest, seemingly pretty pissed off, but this was no different than the poses he offered the media and the camera crew for photo shoots so the kid was lucky he was getting this for free. He stood watching the boy thumb through his pictures, completely unaware at his tactic to stay close to the blonde, but what Katsuki did notice is the photos barely had the greenette in them… “Oi, idiot, you barely got yourself in the shot.” A loud gasp could be heard from the crowd as Katsuki graced everyone with an extremely rare Good Boy Ground Zero moment—he could practically hear Mizuki, the PR rep, squeal in excitement behind him—he knelt down to better fit them both in a shot and… he smiled. “You get one chance before I stand up again.”

Katsuki was great at getting his fans in and out, never allowing anyone to linger long enough to really piss him off, yet here he was about to offer some sort of conversation piece… but how could he not when the boy flashed him such a bright, adorable smile? And those cute pink dusted freckled cheeks… kid was really, really cute. Katsuki had a hard exterior but once a person got to know him, and he liked them of course—which for Ground Zero was pretty rare—he reserved the right to be… nice? “Your name?” He ignored the boys request to leave, as if spending more time talking to Ground Zero wasn’t a God send for the little dweeb.

[DirtyDeku]

Y'all ever see a teenaged boy pee his pants? Me neither! However, Izuku might as well piss his pants right here, right now. He doesn't, but he sure feels excited enough to do so. He's expecting a 'sure, kid' or something equally as unenthusiastic-- the standard Ground Zero response, which he loves so dearly-- not to be clocked on his odd choice in photo with his idol. He has a folder on his phone dedicated to selfies he's taken with Katsuki, most of which he's tried to subtly move himself out of frame bit-by-bit. It's a surprise it took Katsuki so long to notice, but to be fair, he's kind of got more things to worry about. A kid who looks more like a head of broccoli than a teenager is among the smallest of his problems. ...Unless?

"Oh! Oh, I guess you're right!" He sheepishly admits, bringing his camera back up and even mimicking Katsuki's palm-up gesture this time. He doesn't mind too much, especially since it means he has a photo of Katsuki smiling now! There might even be a glint of something besides simple, fanboyish excitement in Izuku's eyes. He admires the photo for only a second before he's being asked something else.

His name!

How has he met Katsuki so many times and never given him his name?! It surprises him quite a bit, making him gesture vaguely with his hands, thinking of what to even say. What if his name isn't cool? Should he just say his name and his name alone? No, that's way too blunt! Ugh, so unprepared! How was he supposed to attach to the guy's asscheek like a leech if he--

"My name is Midoriya Izuku and I'm a second-year in middle school! Um, I don't have a Quirk... but I've thought you were the coolest Hero since you debuted as the Number One!" He holds his phone between his hands, twiddling his thumbs and tucking his chin to his chest.

He's accepted that he lost the genetic lottery when it comes to having a Quirk Factor, but it's definitely still embarrassing. Even weak Telekinesis like his mother's Quirk would be pretty cool at this point! He's not sure he's even seen his father's Quirk in action before, though. Fire Breathing would be neat, though. He thinks. It's not as practical as general Pyrokinesis, but beggars can't be choosers.

"I was in grade two when you reached the Number One spot. Um, it was in August, right? A little while after my birthday, I was seven." He laughs a little bit, suppressing his tendency to dump all of his information about an event or subject all at once. Inko had tried and tried to remind him that not everybody could keep up with his mumbling, but it was a habit he couldn't seem to shake.

[CRYBABY]

Once the kid had taken the picture, Katsuki stood up again, looking down as the boy stared excitedly at his new photo, Bakugou felt a bit… a bit of joy himself? The way the boy responded to the blondes rude attitude as if they had known each other for years and this was normal—a lot of this fans adored his attitude but never knew how to respond to him, he was intimidating to say the least—and when the boy mimicked his pose Katsuki couldn’t help but go soft for the little weirdo. Which didn’t last too long as now the kid was rambling on when all Bakugou did was ask his name but.. maybe he could get used to listening to the boy talk.

‘Quirkless, eh? Worthless little Deku’ He thought, silently enjoying the given name he just came up with, he was always pretty good at coming up with terrible nicknames for people.. just ask Red Riot. He grinned down at the boy. He wasn’t trying to be mean, if anything he was trying to give the kid a term of endearment that probably wouldn’t go so well. “Uh, yeah, August.” Damn this kid knew a little too much trivia about Ground Zero, sure many of his fans knew the year he became No.1 but it’s been 7 long years that no one really remembered the actual month unless Googled.. but something told Katsuki this kid even remembered what time it was when he aired. “Best day of my life if I’m honest with you, kid. I wanted to be No.1 Hero since I was 4. Just like All Might.” He took his usual stance, crossing his arms against his chest. “What about you, Deku? You must have a plan by now. Can’t be useless your whole life just because you’re quirkless.”

He hoped the boy at least wanted to get into support gear, he seemed very passionate about Heroes and it had to suck that he couldn’t become one himself. Wait… why did Katsuki even give a fuck about this kid?

[DirtyDeku]

"All Might was your inspiration? That makes sense," He nods, more to himself than anybody else, "Endeavor was too... self-driven, more than caring for others, y'know?"

It's a nice way of saying he fuckin' sucked, though admittedly Izuku didn't actually know a whole lot about other Heroes besides some basic things. Mostly easy to notice things. Best Jeanist's perfectly groomed appearance, Edgeshot's reclusive nature, Mt. Lady basking in the glory of fame, Ingenium's tragic fall from grace, Sir Nighteye's... weird stickbug body type. Sorry, man. Izuku's been stickbugged (lol) too many times by the very few people who don't automatically hate him for daring to have a genetic makeup that didn't allow a Quirk. Lemillion is a real one, though.

Hawks was too full of himself and should've gotten his little asscheeks beat off for being a double agent, Best Jeanist too courteous and reputation-driven, Edgeshot too quiet, Mirko-- actually, she and Ground Zero were pretty similar, but she wasn't nearly as popular as All Might used to be. He's lost in thought, though mostly he's connecting everything he knew about his idol to All Might and how well it showed through Katsuki's actions.

Well, that is, until...

"Ah? Deku?!" His tone is surprised, but not offended. He's accepted that he'd be worthless in the Heroic field-- he's no Knuckle Duster-- so he's not really hurt by it anymore. He's heard it before, nobody was going to say anything new about him that could hurt him worse than what he already was. Being called worthless by his idol, though? Pure euphoria. Weird how liking somebody a lot changes how insults are taken, huh? His whole body seems to quake for a solid second before he reels himself back in, standing up rigidly and balling his hands into fists at his sides. "My dad works abroad as a salaryman and my mom is unemployed, but! ...Um, designing s-support items is what I'm aiming for once I graduate from middle school."

If anything, he could work for very local, lesser known Heroes. It's not much, but it's honest work, y'know? If it backfired, he could always just ask his father for an in at the company he works for and become a wage slave. Most of his earnings would be going towards Ground Zero merchandise, anyways.

[CRYBABY]

“Endeavor was a selfish bitch.” Katsuki said plainly, he had many interactions with the man and hated every minute of it. “All Might was courageous, strong, and powerful. He was the Hero we deserved.” Bakugou wasn’t fond of the other pros aside from that straight laced asshole Best Jeanist, he had a good moral code and a pretty powerful quirk—two things the blonde admired.

The little weirdo stood quiet for a bit leaving Katsuki to assume he was lost in thought about his admiration for All Might. Was it so hard to believe the mighty Ground Zero had an idol himself? Katsuki grew up watching All Might and perhaps he was a bit of a fan boy back then himself, he recalled his room was covered in All Might memorabilia. He remembered playing games based off the Hero and declaring when he was 5 that he would be the No.1 when All Might retired.

“Yeah, ‘Deku’ that’s what I called you. You got a problem with that?” He snarled down at the kid, truthfully he didn’t care how the boy felt about his new name, it was going to stick in Bakugou’s head for next time they met. “I pegged you for a nerd.” He chuckled. “You plan to apply to UA?”

Bakugou was quite proud of his alumni.