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Switch and Switch: The Other Side Epilogue

An: Again, thank you everybody who actually stuck around, read and enjoyed this fic. I really liked writing it and it was a lot for my first one but I'm glad I stuck with it even when it seemed like I wasn't going to hahah.

Cw: Nothing too serious, tiny bit of angst, and just some romance and fluff.

Masterlist for Switch is here! Masterlist for Switch: TOS is here!

Everyone was sitting stock still as Katuski’s knee bounced, the cloth of his jeans rubbing against his chair making the only sound in the room.

“Katsuki,” Ochaco put her hand on his leg to still it. He stopped, mumbling an apology right before he started chewing on his thumbnail. “Are you actually nervous?” Ochaco’s mouth lifted as she started to smile at the man slumped in his seat next to her.

He sighed heavily, lifting himself up. “I’m not nervous. I’m tired of waiting. She’s always telling me not to be late and here she is, already 10 minutes behind when we could be figuring out-”

“Katsuki,” Ochaco’s soft voice cut through the beginning of his tirade. “We’re taking this trip no matter what.”

He sighed again but he stowed his complaints for the time being as he lazily curled his fingers around hers.

Kami and Deku, who were sitting on the other side of him, shared a knowing look. All four of them were getting ready to take a couples trip, the first one they could take since the confessions happened. Everything was still pretty secretive surrounding them and this trip would be a chance for them all to get away from the public eye for a while. They took every precaution to make sure of it. Everyone could understand how Katsuki was feeling. Just anxious to get out the door and on the road. But first, they all had to attend an important meeting.

“Sorry, I’m late,” Katsuki’s PR agent, Miku, finally breezed through the door. “I know, I know. Being on time is a virtue for me.” She gave Katsuki a pointed look. “I was thinking about your whole…thing and got distracted on my way in and then I got a phone call. Anyway, it doesn’t matter.” She plopped down into her chair. “What matters is that you four need my help.” She saw the various nods from the four sitting in front of her desk. “Thank you again, Kami, for that email giving me the details. As secure as my network is, I deleted it. So this meeting is just to make sure we’re all clear on the plans, okay?” Everyone sat captivated. Even Katsuki was sitting still as he listened to her. “Okay, so everyone wants a divorce. But it won’t look right if everyone just does it at the same time and then you two,” she pointed to Kami and Deku. “Run off to the states amidst all of that. It’ll leave a bad taste in their mouths. So we’ll stagger them and try to make them as quiet as possible. Kami, you and Katsuki will get a divorce first. Everyone’s favorite couple over here won’t be getting divorced until after Deku and Kami leave for the states. Give that a few months. During that time, the two of you,” she pointed to Katsuki and Ochaco. “Will have to lay low. Please, I’m begging you.” She gave Katsuki another pointed look. “I’ll do my best to keep paparazzi and news outlets off you. I think we can keep these things under wraps. If you want to be close, try pretending you have a great working relationship together. Maybe even come up with a new combo move or something. Something that puts the two of you together. But look innocent about it, okay? You two do the same. Get out to the states and focus on the work first. Perhaps you can live close to each other but don’t overdo it. We want to spin the story that love snuck up on you all, blah, blah, blah. Now I’m guessing all of this has been going on for a while so you’ve been doing a relatively decent job at laying low as far as I know. But give it a little bit more time. Things will be a little rocky after your divorces go public but I’ll have statements prepared that you can put on your social media. This is probably the most elaborate image project I’ve had to date but I think we can pull it off.” She pasted a big smile on her face. “Any questions?” She was met with silence. “Great, well I have a question for all of you. Is this really worth all this?”

“Absolutely.” Deku answered first, confidently, easily. “You don’t always get a second chance and I’m not missing out on this one. Kami slid her hand into his as she looked up at him, pure adoration in her eyes. He looked back, smiled, and kissed her as if it didn’t matter they weren’t the only two in the room. Katsuki made a gagging sound while Ochaco giggled but it didn’t faze them.

“Deku’s right though. I’m scared out of my mind but I want to do this right.” Ochaco’s hands started to tremble and Katsuki kissed the back of the one he was still holding.

He sighed and looked at Miku. “Can you honestly say you’ve seen me like this?” He lifted their hands as if that was all the proof he needed.

Miku had been his PR agent for a long time, since before he got married. As she thought over it, she tilted her head. “You know, I don’t think you have been. You’ve done the bare minimum for your public image for a long time but this is…something else.” She nodded. “Alright. Well as long as you’re serious, then I can do what I can to make sure you kids are happy.” From the shared looks from the couples, she could tell, she didn’t need to do much for that to be true already. “I’m happy for you all. This…makes sense.”

Katsuki cracked a smile. “Thanks Miku.”

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“Isn’t this weird?” Ochaco took a sip of her tea. “Shouldn’t it be weird.”

“Should it be?” Katsuki slid up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder.

They were standing in front of the patio doors watching Kami and Deku try to light a bonfire outside. The cabin they rented out was perfectly secluded tucked close to the mountains. The air was clear and cool and quiet. They felt like they were in their own little bubble.

“I don’t know. I just feel like watching our soon-to-be ex-spouses play around with each other should be…weird.” She felt him shrug.

“We’ve had some time to get used to this. But if it does feel weird, that’s what this trip was for, remember? We don’t want to move forward with any lingering…weirdness.”

“Right. They are cute together aren’t they?” She chuckled.

He only grunted in response.

“Aren’t they?” She tapped his arm, urging a verbal response.

“I mean they’re fine, I don’t know.”

“Do you have any lingering weirdness?”

He paused before speaking. “I don’t think so. Kami was my first love or attempt at it anyway but I’ve done nothing but take that and grow from it. I can’t say I’m perfect but I want to learn and keep growing with you.”

She turned his arms and looked at him with glossy eyes. “Katsuki, are you getting mushy on me?”

“No, and you have no proof.” He pecked her on the lips.

She giggled. “Your affection is proof enough to me.” She turned back to the door. “I’m just happy he’s happy.”

“He always looks happy.”

“Yeah, but it’s real this time,” she said in a quiet voice and Katsuki squeezed her midsection. “I don’t think he was miserable with me by any means but I think they’re just a better fit. She probably brings things out of him I never could. And now you're that for me.” She leaned and turned her head so she could kiss him on the cheek.

“Good to know,” he mumbled right before kissing her on the lips.

“Deku, I don’t think you need any of that extra stuff. Just throw the wood in the pit and light it,” Kami insisted from her seated position by the pit.

“I mean are you sure? How long is that gonna burn?”

“I told you just to look it up.” She smiled at him and he smiled back. “So, is it…weird? Awkward?”

“Is what awkward?” His eyes rounded in confused innocence.

“Us,” she spared a glance to the patio doors where Katsuki and Ochaco were standing.

He glanced over too and sighed. “You know, Ochaco and Kacchan are two of my closest friends and they always will be. I don’t like how everything unfolded but it got me you and it left them happy. They’re kind of cute. Not that you guys weren’t a nice couple.”

“No, I get it. I mean you guys were the country’s favorite couple.”

“Yeah but that’s probably because we were always better friends. We look like best friends. We’ve been through a lot and now more than anything I just want her happy. I want them both happy.”

Kami looked at them again. “I think they are. I’ve never seen Katsuki so touchy.”

Deku smirked. “He could probably say the same for you. You guys were never about PDA too much, were you?”

“Yeah but I mean this is Katsuki, we’re talking about. Kacchan! He’s gotta be so in love.”

“Is that weird for you?”

“No, I think I agree with how you feel. I want him happy. He actually looks happy. We were kind of mismatched from the beginning and now I can see why.”

As if they knew they were talking about them, the doors slid open and the other couple stepped out. “Deku, what is taking so goddamn long with this fire?”

“It’s not as easy as it looks, Kacchan!”

As the men started arguing over the best way to start a fire, Ochaco came and sat next to Kami. “Some things never change do they?” She quipped. “Even when everything changes.”

“It’s kind of nice, isn’t it?” Kami said thoughtfully.

“Kind of, yeah. I’m glad we’re here.” Ochaco said and Kami knew she meant more than just being at the cabin.

“I am too.” And she meant it.

“To change,” Ochaco lifted her tea and Kami lifted the travel mug she brought outside with her.

“To change.”

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afroafrofuturistfuture · 4 months

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Me, shocked, checking the time on my last post for my fic. I'm sorry y'all 😂 I always knew I'd finish but didn't really have a timeline. But it's done now!

#switch the other side #switch fic #stos fic #stos #bnha fanfiction #bnha fic #mha fanfic #mha fanfiction

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afroafrofuturistfuture · 4 months

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Switch: The Other Side Pt 10

An: I wish y'all knew what I was going through for this 😭 but it's finally here before the end of the year. The end of my very first fanfic. Whew! It was an undertaking for sure. Crazy that it's actually finished. I'm grateful for anyone who found it, reblogged it and read it all. Much much love and a happy new year to you all!

Masterlist is here!

Genre: Romance, fluff, angst, smut

Cw: 18+ (mdni), cuss words, hospital imagery, talks of cheating, sex stuff, p in v

Synopsis: Aged up Married Pro hero! Deku, Bakugo and Uraraka

The truth comes out

Katsuki slipped into the room and quietly shut the door behind him. He leaned against the door for a moment, strangely needing a moment to recover himself. It wasn’t just finding out what he just found out but it was seeing her again. He suddenly wanted to ask her everything. He hadn’t realized how much he really missed her until just then. He sighed.

“Katsuki?” Kami called him from the bed. She seemed a little drowsy but otherwise fine.

He approached her, pulling up the same chair Deku had occupied earlier. “Hey, Doll,” He reached out and ran his hand over her head. It felt strange to do. He wasn’t very affectionate but somehow he was trying to be comforting. Perhaps because their worlds were such a mess. “You feel better?”

She nodded slowly. “The doctor gave me drugs.”

He chuckled. “Good. I’m sorry I made you worry earlier.”

“No, no,” She tried to sit up. “I’m sorry I used my quirk on you. We promised we’d never and I-”

He waved a hand trying to calm her. “Don’t worry about it. I know why you did it. You were protecting the man you love.”

She fell silent, looking pensive.

“I know everything, Doll,” he told her softly.

He didn’t have enough time to process the tears that started to fall from her eyes. “Oh, Katsuki.” She whimpered. He’d never seen her so blubbery, it surprised him. She was also probably high on painkillers. “I didn’t think any of it was going to happen. I was bitter about you. I knew we were drifting apart, but when I heard what you’d said, I wasn’t even surprised. I think I was more bitter that you even found someone else to keep your attention while I was so lonely at that point. And Deku was…”

She trailed off, the look in her eyes getting dreamy. He could almost see it, as if she was replaying their whole relationship in her head, falling in love all over again.

He cleared his throat. “You don’t have to tell me, I know what he’s like.” He chuckled.

She sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t handle things better. I could’ve made better decisions. Ochaco wasn’t happy with me at times either-”

“Wait,” She sat all the way up, looking more alert. “So it is Ochaco.”

“Oh,” The color in his cheeks started to match that of his eyes. “Yeah.”

“I knew it,” she muttered more to herself. “Tell me about it. About her.”

He was skeptical. “You really want to know?”

She thought about it and shrugged. “Maybe not in graphic detail but I want to know how she stole your heart.”

Shock made him flinch. “Who said she stole my-”

“Katsuki, please, I know you. I’m one of the few people that does. Just tell me. What’s she like in private?”

He sighed, and silently vowed he’d never admit how happy he was to be able to tell someone about her. “Well, she’s stubborn. A spitfire, not unlike yourself, but you’re like a simmering blue fire. She’s almost out of control, in the best way. She surprises me a lot. Sometimes she’s sloppy and too sweet and then she’s ashamed of it but I like everything about-” He paused, realizing how much he was saying and sighed. “It doesn’t matter though.”

Kami had laid back down on her side to look at him and pulled her blanket up to her chin. “Why not?”

He sighed. “What do you mean why? It’s not like we can have a life together. Plus, we argued because of me. We haven’t talked in so long.”

“Do you miss her?” Kami spoke around a yawn.

Did he miss her? He knew he did. There was no denying it. But he wasn’t the person he used to be. Their time apart helped him put some things in perspective. He couldn’t always have his way. For some people, sacrifices were worth it. His feelings had taken a hit but did that mean the whole relationship had to be thrown away? That was if she missed him too. Did she miss him? She never reached out but that wasn’t her fault. She was way more in control of her feelings than he was. When had she taken up so much space in his mind, in his life? Was he…in love with her?

He flinched when he heard Kami snoring. He’d been in his head so long, she’d fallen asleep. He was grateful but embarrassed anyway. His cheeks burned. There was very little he was afraid of. Villains and monsters alike he could take on any time. Facing his feelings? He was fucked.

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He quietly closed the door behind him and he saw Deku waiting alone where he left him. When they looked at each other, Deku hopped up right away. Katsuki raised his hands. “Down boy, she’s asleep.”

Deku had the decency to look embarrassed. “Sorry. I should probably be less obvious, huh?”

Katsuki shrugged. He was drained and distracted. Something about what Deku said sounded right. They scared off the reporters and paparazzi when Kami had first been admitted to the hospital but someone could be desperate enough to sell the gossip of their melodrama. “Right,” He nodded. But even knowing that, his mind was still elsewhere. “Is Ochaco still here?”

Deku shook his head. “She headed on home.” Katsuki nodded in response, deflating a bit. “But give her a call. You can probably go by.” Deku supplied. Katsuki finally focused in on his friend, perhaps his closest friend. His friend that he betrayed that still wanted to help him for some reason. It had always been like this for them. Katsuki aiming to bring Deku down but Deku always sticking by his side. Katsuki knew that Deku may never know what his friendship meant to him, to someone who always found it so hard to be understood and liked. Deku did it anyway. Stayed and stood by him anyway. Listened anyway. He was overwhelmed with the revelation yet again, because it wasn’t the first time he thought it and it probably wouldn’t be the last. He didn’t know if he’d ever be the friend he deserved but he’d want to try anyway. His feelings clogged his throat and as much as he wanted to express even a fraction of what he thought, he only touched Deku on the shoulder and said, “Thanks.”

Deku smiled at him anyway, no malice in sight, before he retreated into Kami’s hospital room.

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Katsuki was very rarely unsure of himself. But as he sat outside of Deku and Ochaco’s home, he wrung the steering wheel trying to navigate the feeling of uncertainty. He did call and she did say he could come by and now he was stuck trying to swallow his pride around the lump in his throat that didn’t want to go away. He knew he’d have to apologize and he was never good at that. She was good at bringing his feelings to the surface, another thing he would have to deal with seeing her again. That was nerve wracking. He was so caught up, he jumped when his phone rang. It was her.

“Katsuki? Is everything okay?” He heard how concerned she was and it made his heart swell nearly painfully.

He swallowed before he spoke. “Yeah, yeah. Um, I’m outside.”

“Yeah, I see your car.” He knew she wasn’t teasing him or anything but he was infinitely more embarrassed to consider that she might’ve been watching him panic from her window. Jesus Christ.

“Right, right. I’m coming.” He hung up before she could answer and left his car before he lost his nerve.

She was already there waiting for him and he didn’t meet her eye as he side-stepped her into the cottage style home. He’d only been there a handful of times in the soft and welcoming space. It had Deku written all over it. He didn’t quite think of Ochaco being here. She was certainly soft in some ways but she had more rough edges than people knew. He fell onto one of their soft teal couches and felt it pull him down. He struggled against the too soft cushions to stay more upright.

Ochaco ignored his struggle as she stood near him. “Can I get you anything?”

“Water,” He demanded, although he knew he probably wouldn’t even drink it. He just wanted a moment to get his thoughts straight.

She came back rather quickly and handed him his glass while she sat with her own on the opposite end of the same couch. She took a gulp before she spoke. “I’m glad Kami is alright.” She sounded tense, like she didn’t know what else to say.

“I am too.” He said because he was in the same boat.

She sat her glass down on a coaster and started to wring her hands. “Deku told me how…how he’s in love with her.”

He nodded. “Interesting how that would happen from what we did,” he mumbled.

“Right.”

It was uncomfortably silent and he couldn’t deal with that.

His jaw tightened as he faced her. “Ochaco, I’m sorry” The words felt funny in his mouth but he pushed forward. “I’m not good at apologies but bear with me.” She stared, stunned and waiting. “I think I overreacted the last time I saw you. And I know it was because I was hurt. I didn’t know how to talk to you about it. I didn’t even think I cared about kids that much until you told me what you did. But it felt like you erased something huge. Like you got rid of the possibility of…” he paused, his mouth dry. He remembered his water, taking a hearty sip. He hoped his face would cool off as if that would ease his discomfort but the whole ordeal was pumping blood straight to his head. When her hand touched his, a light shiver traced down his spine. He looked at her and she looked back with encouragement and determination. He found whatever he needed there and took a breath before he spoke again. “I wanted you more than I thought,” he muttered.

She inhaled and held it. “Somewhere along the way, you got under my skin and I…didn’t want to believe it.”

She exhaled. “I feel the same way,” She said and began to ramble. “Katsuki, finding out I was pregnant was terrifying. Everything was so uncertain and I panicked. But I remember how sad I was. All I wanted to do was call you and be with you and have you tell me everything was going to be okay but I couldn’t do any of that. And I just acted because I needed to. And I don’t regret it because I don’t think it would have been right. I can still be sad about it. And I can still think about what it means. And I can still miss you all the time. And hope that you miss me and that you feel the same way I do and-”

“How do you feel about me?” His brows came together in uncertainty.

She only looked at him for a moment with her mouth agape as her face grew pink. “Um…I have feelings for you,” she nearly whispered.

He pulled his lips into his mouth as he nodded.

His response made her uncomfortable. She went on speaking. “I know you probably don’t feel the same but I-”

“Don’t.” He commanded, shutting his eyes.

“Don’t? Don’t what?”

“Don’t assume how I feel.” He opened his eyes and looked sharply at her.

“Oh. Then how do you feel?”

He sighed. “I like you,” he stated. “I like how ridiculous you are. You make me laugh and you excite me and I think about you and I miss you and, god dammit, you’re annoying.” He laughed. “But I want to wake up to you and know everything about you. I suck at this relationship shit clearly but I want to be worth it for you.”

Her hand was covering her mouth and her eyes looked glassy. “Are we gonna try and do this?” She mumbled.

He shrugged helplessly. “What else can we do? It’s not like we’re staying away from each other.”

“Do you really mean that?”

The worry in her voice almost made him answer sarcastically but the look on her face stopped him. She looked nervous and tense like she was waiting for something solid to finally rest her hopes on. He shifted towards her on the couch and reached out to wrap a hand around the back of her neck. His lips touched her as a promise. A sweet confirmation of his feelings. He pulled back briefly to rest his forehead against hers. “Yes, princess. I mean it.”

She leaned into him, her trembling lips pressing firmly against his. The hand on the back of her neck acted as an anchor, keeping her attached to him as he matched her hunger. He didn’t let go of her as he shifted her back against the arm of the couch. He maneuvered in between her legs, resting snuggly in one of his favorite places. He rutted up against her, causing a moan to escape her throat. He kissed her harder, reveling in every little response. The noises she made, the way her hips moved, her fingers sliding into his hair.

“Katsuki,” she muttered around his lips. He was pleased to hear his name again but he couldn’t be bothered to answer. Not now, not when he was back where he belonged. But she continued. “Katsuki, I’m hot, please take something off of me.” Now, that he could do. Without an auditory response, he lifted just enough for them to pull her [pants] off of her. With less friction, they both moaned as he slid against her again. She shuddered beneath him. Even as they grinded into each other, Katuski found himself content to only stay attached to her lips, their fingers in the other’s hair and ask for nothing more but Ochaco had other plans. “Katsuki,”she muttered again. “I missed you. I missed all of you. Please, please let me feel more of you.”

Finally he sighed as he leaned away from her. “Fuck, Doll, you make it hard to be good.” He chuckled.

“I could say the same to you.” He could see the lust darkening her eyes as she wiggled against him. He truly couldn’t resist when she did that. When she showed him she wanted it just as bad as he did, wanted him just as bad. In their everyday lives, she always acted so independent and she loved to prove how she didn’t need anyone. She wasn’t so prideful that she never asked for help but she liked to see how far she could get alone. When she knew she wanted him to do what only he could, he was the one swelling with pride. But he had to admit, even though he was so…swollen, a nagging fear made him stall and tease her.

He sat back on his knees. “You sure you don’t want me just for my body, Princess?” He framed it as a joke, delivered it like one. But somehow she saw through it and saw what he needed.

“Katsuki,” she ran a finger down his throat. “I want everything you want to give me. Your body, your time, your…,” she looked away, her already pink cheeks flushing even darker.

His eyebrow peaked and pulled back even farther. “My…?”

He could see her brace herself as she shifted her eyes back to his. “Your love.”

He moved automatically, pulling her up on her knees with him. He pulled her close to kiss but he didn’t just yet. “You want my love, princess?” His lips grazed hers as he spoke.

“Yes-” He cut her off with a hard kiss but she had more to say. “Yes, I fucking want your love.” It was like opening the floodgates for the both of them. Her words spilled over the desperate kisses he was giving her. “I want you to love me and I want to love you and I want forever-” she yelped when he lifted her swiftly and set her on the arm of the couch. He laughed as he pushed her thighs open.

“Forever? With me?” He laughed like it was ridiculous. “That’s a long fucking time, Princess. You really want to be annoyed that long?” He lowered himself onto his hands in front of her, pinching the damp material of her underwear.

She laughed with him. “Yes, and it’ll be okay because-” She gasped as his mouth connected greedily with her already wet slit.

He pulled away even though it killed him to do it. “Because…?” He ran a finger between her lips as he waited.

She giggled, her breath catching. “It’ll be okay because I know I’m gonna annoy you, too.” She moaned loud as he dove back into her with his tongue. It pleased him to no end to hear what she said and he would make sure to give her that same pleasure back. He was smiling against her as his tongue and fingers worked together to make her pant.

She gripped his hair hard. “Fuck, I’m already so close.”

Me, too, he thought. But he wasn’t going to come like she was. His heart was full. Terribly, uncomfortably full. He hated it but couldn’t deny it, couldn’t run from it anymore. Wouldn’t run from it. He wasn’t letting this go. He slid another finger in and plunged deeper as her words turned over in his mind again. I want you to love me and I want to love you and I want forever. Fuck.

Before he knew, she was tightening and shuddering and losing her voice. She curled forward and he lifted up to catch her and pull her down like a body slam onto the couch under him. “Need a minute?” He asked even though he didn’t want to give her one.

She shook her head slowly. “I’ll catch up.”

His veins were thrumming with the blood pumping towards his cock. She couldn’t be more perfect for him. He only shimmied his pants down far enough to release himself. This wasn’t going to take long at all and he didn’t even care. He was going to get to do this forever. He slid into her to the hilt with one thrust and his breath caught as he readjusted to her. He couldn’t move, could barely breathe, surrounded by her wet, tight, heat. Initially, she’d tensed when he entered her but once she was reacquainted with him, her body relaxed, her thighs falling open even farther to accommodate him. That was even worse.

“Ochaco, babydoll, I can’t give you my best right now.” He shook his head.

She grinned, reaching up to his face. “That’s okay, I know you’ll make it up to me later. Plus, I’m pretty sure you just sent me to nirvana with that orgasm just now.”

“Good, because I don’t know how many pumps you’re about to get out of me.”

“That’s okay, let go. Feel amazing for me, with me,” She looked incredibly sated and sleepy and he nodded as he finally, finally, moved his hips. He started groaning, his eyes shutting, as his pleasure went from 0 to 100 real quick. He was tingling in his toes and fingertips and siphoning air as he pumped faster. His release slammed into him like a linebacker and grunted forcefully, hips snapping a few more times before he stilled again. When he came back down, he peeked down at her.

She was grinning, looking like the picture of happiness. He smirked and kissed her forehead. “Are you okay?”

“Perfect.”

He realized something. “Shit, I came inside of you again.” He tensed.

“It’s okay. I’m on birth control this time.” She laughed. “But…even if I wasn’t…I think it would be okay anyway.”

He had no words to express what his heart did in response to that. “You don’t have to say that for my benefit.”

She tilted her head thoughtfully. “I’m not. I’m not ready to be a parent but I’m also not ready to let you go so…” she shrugged.

He kissed her then so she couldn’t see the wetness of his eyes. “Good, me neither.” He muttered into the crook of her neck. “And I’ll make sure I don’t have to.”

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afroafrofuturistfuture · 4 months

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Switch Pt 10

Genre: Romance, fluff, smut, angst

Cw: 18+ only (mdni), sexual activity, cuss words, talks of cheating, p in v, hospital imagery, lil bit of sadness, barely proofread

Synopsis: Aged up Married Pro hero!Deku, Bakugo and Uraraka.

The truth comes out

Masterlist is here!

“Do you know why he seems so weird?” Ochacho asked Deku once Katsuki disappeared into Kami’s hospital room.

“Yes,” Deku said carefully. He took her hands in his and pulled her to sit in the same chair Katsuki was sitting in not too long ago. He looked at her for a long moment trying to decide what he should say and he realized how long it had been since he just looked at her like this. Really looked at her. She looked sweet, she was sweet. But she was so full of life, full of fire. There was always something brimming beneath her kind demeanor. A fierceness he couldn’t quite match or tame. He chuckled realizing how obvious this all should have been.

“Deku?”

“I had an affair with Kami.” He blurted, his voice as hushed as it could be in the busy hospital corridor. He could feel the tension in her hands. “And I know you had one with Kacchan.” Her face fell and he could just hear all the apologies that were about to come his way. “I’m not angry,” and of course that was the truth. He was never angry, could never be angry with her. “A bit hurt but I know why you did it. I can’t say it’s right but neither of us made the right decision. Katsuki didn’t give me details but I know you had an opportunity for something more than I could give you and you took it. I get it. Sometimes I’m more hero than man and I wish I could’ve been what you needed but I know it’s okay that I’m not.”

Ochaco looked stunned and sad. She looked away, bit her lip. The guilt was obvious. After a few moments, she finally spoke. “I have no excuse for what I did. I love you, of course, I do. But being with him is so different. He got me to think about what I wanted and that was so satisfying. And then at times he was so sweet with me…” She buried her face in her hands. “Shit.”

He let out a chuckle. “He really did a number on you, huh?” When she didn’t answer he went on. “I felt the same way. I was actually so selfish. I really only thought about what I wanted when I took the chance to have it. In fact, Kami had to stop me from taking it way too far! But that didn’t really matter in the end.” He sighed, considering how honest to be. But he wanted no more secrets. “I’m in love with her.”

Ochaco immediately raised her head. “In love with Kami?” He couldn’t tell what she could be thinking as her teeth worried over her lip. “Does she…feel the same?” She finally asked.

He slumped down further into his chair thinking about it. At one point, he thought she did. But she never said it. And he started to think maybe it was all in his head. “I don’t know. We’ve never talked about it. It wasn’t really possible to pursue, you know?” He realized he was being so cavalier about all of this and felt the need to clarify. “Bubble, I hope you don’t think I ever lied to you about us.”

She met his eyes, hers full of surprise and sadness. “No, Deku. I know.” He watched her eyes well up. “I’m sorry, I didn’t handle this well. We were working on things and I really fucked it up anyway. I went behind your back and that wasn’t fair. I’ve been hating myself this whole time because I didn’t want you to hate me. I didn’t want to think about the impact of it all and, seriously, you falling in love is nothing I ever expected but I can’t say I’m not glad for it. For you. I always wanted you to be happy even when I was fucking up, even if it wasn’t with me. I sound like a terrible person.”

His smile was sardonic. “I won’t say you cheating on me didn’t hurt. But I think you were so distant and I was so caught up with myself that it was easy to give myself to someone else. That part I don’t regret. Even if she may not feel the same, I can see what I need too.” He ran his hands over his face. His fatigue was catching up to him.

“I think I know what you mean.” He shifted to watch her speak. “Katsuki is…abrasive like always but he’s a lot more than I thought. He challenges me and makes me feel…free somehow. And he does care but he’s not overbearing about it. You and I make sense as a couple because we’re so alike but with him he’s so different that it’s exciting.” She looked dreamy as she spoke but quickly flinched realizing what she was saying. “Sorry. I don’t know how much of this you wanted to hear.”

“No, it’s good. I’ve only ever wanted you happy and a lot of the time I doubted that I could be the one to do that for you. I suppose I was right." A sad smile settled over his lips. "But to know someone can do it gives me a sense of relief."

"I feel the same way, Izuku. If Kami loves you, which there's no way she doesn't, then…that's amazing.”

She gave him a sad smile and he started to chuckle in disbelief at their situation. Both of them cheated on each other and fell for the other person. Or at least he thought so, but to be sure... “Are you in love with him?”

She blinked and sniffled as her cheeks darkened. “Um…I don’t know. I mean our last time seeing each other was so confusing. He made me feel so amazing and so low at the same time. I think I do have feelings for him though.” She wouldn’t meet Deku’s eyes.

He chuckled. “I think he has feelings for you too. It might take time for him to admit it but he’ll get there.”

She sat there in silence for a bit, color covering her face, before she asked, “Do you think we’ll all be okay?”

He thought about it. “Yeah. Yeah, I do. If nothing else, we have each other. Always.”

That was incredibly optimistic, something she didn’t know she could share but she expected nothing less from him. And in a way it was comforting. But now that her body was beginning to relax, she could feel her exhaustion. She found herself craving her bed, although for how long it would remain her bed she had no idea. “I think I’m going to go home.” She mumbled.

Deku nodded. “I think I’ll stay.”

They gave each other tired smiles. She stood and he stood with her. They hugged because it felt right.

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“Deku,” Kami tried to coax him awake. His head had been resting on the rail on her bed and she knew he’d get a crick in his neck. “Deku, wake up.” She nudged him gently. He groaned in response and she laughed. “I know you’re not comfortable. Come on, wake up.” She nudged more forcefully this time.

He pulled himself up, finally rubbing his eyes before he opened them. “Okay, I’m up.” The hospital room was darker now with moonlight and the displays from various machines providing the only light. She smiled sleepily at him as his eyes settled on her. “Hi, baby,” he smiled back.

Her heart thrilled hearing him call her that. It meant he still thought of her the way he used to.

“I can’t believe you stayed. I can’t believe they let you.” She spoke almost in a whisper as if speaking any louder would disturb the lovely dream they were in.

“Of course I did. I think they know who I am. Did you not want me to?”

She hated that he asked. “No, I’m happy you stayed.”

“Then I’m happy you’re happy.” He rested his head back on the railing except now he was fully awake giving her his full attention.

“How are you feeling?”

He chuckled. “I think I’m supposed to be asking you that. But I’m okay for now. How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay, too. Sad though.”

“Why are you sad?”

“You’re leaving,” She muttered. She ran a finger over his arm lightly.

He sat up a little straighter as he sighed. He caught her hand in his and stroked the back of her hand with this thumb. “I keep telling myself it’s for the best.”

“Is it really though? I mean my husband is in love with your wife and I-” She stopped short and his eyes shot to hers, wide and piercing even in the dark. She realized she hadn’t had a chance to tell him how she felt about him but he had to know. She sat up a bit more herself and Deku watched her adjust, just waiting. “‘Zuku,” She kissed the back of his hand. “I-I’m so in love with you. It scares me but it’s true. I don’t want to be afraid of it because you don’t seem like you are but you’re also leaving and-”

He pulled her into a searing kiss that wiped her mind clean. It felt like it had been years since they last kissed and her emotions came bubbling to the surface. Tears ran down between their faces and he only held her closer. When he finally pulled back enough to look into her eyes, she could see that he was steady and certain. “Baby, of course I’m afraid,” he chuckled and it was light with relief. “I’m fucking terrified. Especially because I thought I was ruining everyone’s lives.”

“Well now you’re just ruining mine,” She pouted and sniffled. She meant it jokingly but she also meant it to a degree.

He gave her a sad smile as the thumb from the hand still resting on her cheek stroked over her skin.”I’m ruining mine too. Unless you want to come with me.” He said it lightly, like a joke, like it was wishful thinking.

“Take me.” She said, with no hesitation.

His brows pushed together and his mouth twisted as if to say be serious. “Don’t be silly.”

“I’m not. Okay maybe I am but I mean it. Take me with you.”

“Kami,” he sat back away from her and that left her feeling chilly. “You can’t leave everything for me.”

Her face crumpled but she laughed as she spoke around more tears. “You pretty much are everything to me.” He shook his head slowly in disbelief but she could see the hope he tried to hold back. Understanding that completely, she pushed on. “What’s here for me? Watching Katsuki and Ochaco get some kind of happily ever after while I pine away for you? My job isn’t even all that important. Not like you big heroes. I love my friends but I know I’d miss you more than anything.” As she said it, she realized how true it was. Her life wasn’t bad. It was stable and easy. But what would it be without him?

He reached for her again, his hands sliding over her cheeks as he rested his forehead against hers. He shook his head again slowly. “How do you know I’m worth all of that? I can’t be,” he lamented.

She laughed. “Deku, I know I was scared of the risk. I was scared of getting found out and losing everything so I left you instead.” She reached up to touch his face too. “And I’ve regretted it every day since. I don’t think I care anymore, especially after this, after waking up here and having you be the first thing on my mind even before I opened my eyes. It was stupid not to just be honest with you.”

“No, no. I know why you weren’t. To be honest, I thought it was stupid for me to nearly slip up and tell you. It was all too impulsive. No plan for anything after that. I just knew I loved you and I wanted you.”

“I wish I had let you tell me.” Kami whispered. “I wish I could have heard it back then.”

“You looked okay without me before,” he whispered back. “I thought…I thought we were really done.”

She chuckled. “I couldn’t just walk around looking miserable. That would’ve caused more questions.”

He stared at her for a moment. “You’d really come with me?” His voice was still hushed and tense.

“If you let me. Would you?”

His eyes welled as he started to sob softly. “Of course I would. I’d love to take you anywhere with me.” He hugged her as tight as he could to him while she was still hooked up in her hospital bed and she held on tightly to him. Relief flooded into her at his words. And when he clutched her in a hard kiss, she knew no matter what, she would follow him anywhere.

“Surprise!” Deku uncovered her eyes after they stepped into the living room of Kami’s house.

“Deku,” she laughed. “What is this?”

There was a banner hanging up over the kitchen entrance, welcoming her home. On the floor, Deku piled thick blankets in front of the coffee table that was covered with different snacks. On the couch, he laid out pajamas for them both. He shrugged. “You’re ‘welcome home’ picnic. I know the doctor said to take it easy. Do you like it or is it dumb?”

“Deku,” She planted her hands on his chest as she lifted up on her toes to kiss him. “I love it. Really. I can’t wait to relax and watch movies with you.”

His hands came up to her waist as he relaxed and kissed her back. “Okay, baby. Let’s get changed and we can get right to it.” He guided her to the couch and she smiled to herself at the matching green pajamas he picked out for them.

“I’m realizing how corny I am now that you’re here,” he laughed nervously and blushed a bit.

“I wouldn’t have you any other way. I love them. But I may need your help.” Kami’s head and body were still a bit tender after the accident and from lying in a bed for days.

“Sure, of course.” He gingerly tugged her shirt over her head and it made her heart swell in appreciation for his sweetness. After he pulled her shirt away, she couldn’t help but kiss him before he reached for her pants. He smiled at her and she kissed him again, soaking in the warmth from his body and personality. There was nothing but love for her from him and now that she had it again, she refused to let it go. She meant it to be a cute kiss, sweet but her breathing quickened as her body reacted to him pulling her close. Their kisses were languid and naturally, her mouth opened to him. Like muscle memory their tongues met and she could hear his low moan.

“God, I missed you,” he muttered, his voice tight. “But I know we can’t…do anything. I gotta calm down,” he chuckled.

He tried to put distance between them but she held tight to his arms. “I think if we just…take it easy…” Kami tried to reason through her now hazy mind.

He laughed. “Such a bad influence. But I can’t say I don’t want it like you do.” His hand slid slowly down her body and dipped beneath the waistband of her pants. He found his way into her underwear and gently brushed over the top of her clit. Her body tensed. She was more sensitive than she thought she’d be, which seemed perfect for taking it easy. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” She nodded and bit her lip. “I don’t know about you but I haven’t had sex since the last time we did,” he mumbled.

“Really?” She was gasping at the light strokes.

“Really, so this should be interesting.” He chuckled. “Would you be okay with being on top? You could be in control and just move your hips back and forth.”

“Sounds…perfect.”

He removed his pants and hers before sitting on the floor in front of the couch and leaning back against it. He pulled her into his lap and she slid her covered slit over his already hard cock. They both moaned. He rested his hands on her hips and gently guided her over him. She laced her fingers behind his neck and kissed him, meeting his tongue with hers.

He sucked in a sharp breath. “You know I’m not usually rough with you unless you want it but I’m just so happy to have you back in my arms, it’s not hard not to think of going crazy with you.”

She laughed. “I know what you mean. If I wasn’t so achy, I would be bouncing on you as hard as I can.”

His eyes darkened hearing that. “This is okay though? You’re okay?”

“Yes, I want more,” she muttered, moving to kiss and nip at his neck.

He groaned and his head fell back as he pulled himself free of his boxers. “Take it, then. Please.”

His words pierced her core, spreading heat all over as she pulled her panties to the side. She rubbed her bare skin against him a couple more times, driving them both a little crazy before she slowly started to take him in. She was already incredibly wet which wasn’t hard to believe.

He chuckled breathlessly. “As it is, you’ll be going slow for me. Oh my God. Was it always like this?”

“Yes, it was. Every fucking time.” She took him in a little deeper and she felt his thighs bunch beneath her. He hissed and she could see him trying to hold himself together. It made her take him in even farther. The stretch was intense but fulfilling. Her spine was tingling just from feeling him inside of her.

“Baby,” his breathing was labored as he reached forward and put a thumb to her clit. “Are you okay?”

She choked out a laugh. “Are you okay?”

He smiled up at her. “I’ve withstood far worse.”

“What about far better though?” She sank all the way down, their thighs meeting.

His mouth fell open and he pinched his eyes shut.

“Deku,” she panted. “Look at me, I missed you.”

He opened his eyes to slits. “Fuck, I missed you, too. So much.”

She shifted her hips forward and he groaned. She kissed him as she slowly moved her hips. She felt so full, so warm as they moved together. He was reaching places inside of her that were reaching far beyond just between her legs. But it still wasn’t enough. “This is killing me already.”

“I know what you mean. I could move if you want me to. Thrust up while you stay still. I won’t do anything crazy.”

She could see the effort it was taking him not to do it already. She nodded. “Do it, please.”

“Let me know if I’m holding you too hard,” he said just as he took her hips in a vice grip, supporting the full weight of her upper body. She couldn’t really move if she wanted to. They readjusted and he tested a full slide up into her reaching all the way in, causing them both to gasp. “Yes,” he hissed as he slid nearly all the way out and back in. He picked up speed, finding a steady pulse. “Does it feel good?” She nodded, at a loss for words. “Good, because you feel perfect. So perfect. You are perfect.” He started rambling. “I love you. I love your body. I love being inside of you. I just love everything about you.”

She snaked a hand down to rub her fingers over her clit and Deku reacted in excitement, pulsing faster. She knew her legs were already begging to give out but the pain was an afterthought compared to the pleasure swimming through her veins.

“Baby, please tell me you’re close.”

Kami’s eyes had fallen closed and her body started to tense. “Deku, fuck, I love it. Love the way you make me feel. Love you.” She panted as she chased the high that was within reach.

His mouth was closed but he moaned loud anyway. He was coming then, hips thrusting fast, and she followed right behind him, stars behind her lids, heat and pleasure enveloping her as she was flooded with sensations. He let his body sag against the floor and he pulled her down on top of him, resting her head on his shoulder. He stroked a hand over her hair. “Was that okay?”

“It was great.” She folded her hands over one another on his chest and rested her chin on them as she smiled lazily up at him.

“I think you telling me you loved me sent me over the edge.” He laughed and she joined him.

“Good, then I’ll just have to keep saying it.” She leaned up to kiss him. “I love you, Deku.”

“I love you, Kami.” He wrapped her up in his arms and she knew this is what she wanted forever to look like, being in his arms, soaking in his warmth and listening to his heart beat for her.

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