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THE ALCHEMY - CHAPTER ONE

MY BOY ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVORITE TOYS

(prohero! deku x popstar! reader)

(slight prohero! kiribaku x reader)

WARNING: profanity, infidelity , slight sexual descriptions

FIVE YEARS POST PROLOGUE

Y/n tilted the vase of flowers before her ever so slightly. It just needed a small tweak. She happily sighed, looking at her display with pride. Everything was perfect.

She and her longtime boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo (aka the pro-hero Dynamight) had not gotten a moment of quality time together in what was going on three weeks. Sure, they were both exceedingly busy. More so than the average working couple. She was consistently one of the top musical artists in the world and he was a pro-hero, climbing the hero charts with each passing day. But with the way things were currently going for the couple, they were nothing more than people who lived in the same apartment and slept in the same bed. She was determined to change that. Even if it was for a night.

She knew that he would be out working all day so she had her assistant clear her entire schedule. Luckily it was nothing too important. Just studio time to herself. She wanted to work with her producer on her next song anyhow. She ordered in groceries to make Katsuki’s favorite meal, cleaned the house from head-to-toe so it would be nice for him, decorated the dining room (and bedroom) with romance and elegance, and she even dressed herself up in his favorite lavender sundress that hugged her just right. Plus, of course, his favorite lingerie was underneath the dress for a little surprise later on.

They both needed the respite, she was sure. Especially in one another. She couldn’t wait to see his expression, to feel his touch, to be under his gaze. How she had missed him. When she was away, all she thought of was him. They’d text and call through out their days but it simply couldn’t cut it long term. She needed him. He was her rock.

When she eventually heard his footsteps at the door, her heart leapt for joy. She rushed up to greet him in the doorway, eager to see him and smother him with her unending love and undivided attention. But her brow raised when there was a heavy thud at the door followed by a groan made by a deep voice that she didn’t think to be Katsuki’s.

There was fumbling with the key and lock that was peculiar. It was as if Katsuki was having difficulty placing it in. Y/n’s face began to fall into a confused frown and her heart began to race. She cautiously stepped back, unsure of what she was about to see. Her mind tried drawing conclusions. Perhaps some fellow hero had been injured and Katsuki was trying to give them a place to rest?

The door finally swung open and Y/n could not believe what stumbled in. Her heart fell to the deepest pits of her being. She couldn’t breathe. She could not comprehend what was before her. It didn’t feel real. It had to be a fever dream. A delirium if you will.

Eijiro Kirishima held Katsuki right up against him, their mouths moving in perfect synchronization. They were both in their hero gear and their hands were flying all over one another. Katsuki’s fingers traced Eijiro’s bare abs, Eijiro squeezed at Katsuki’s spandex covered ass.

Katsuki moaned, flinging his head back, allowing Eijiro to kiss his neck passionately. “Fuck, Ei. Fucking take me right here. I-I can’t wait to get back to the bed.”

Eijiro opened his eager eyes to lead Katsuki to the nearest surface but paused when he saw Y/n staring back at them wide-eyed. His body went stiff and his facial color drained. He looked as if he was a deer caught in headlights. Y/n stared right back at him, they were making eye contact. She was still in disbelief of what was before her. Her mouth was slightly agape.

Katsuki noticed his secret-lover had abruptly stopped and scoffed, lightly slapping his arm. “Eijiro, what the hell? Why’d you stop?” When Eijiro didn’t respond or move a muscle Katsuki frustratedly turned around to face the same reality he had. They had been caught red handed.

Oh, this was not how she was to find out!

Katsuki’s red eyes went from agitated to guilty in a matter of seconds. He rushed out of Kirishima’s arms, pushing him back and he approached Y/n with haste. “Y/n, babygirl, y-you’re home early. . .”

Y/n’s tongue was heavy. She was unsure if she could speak. She hated being weak in moments such as these. She mustered the ability to say coldly, “I. .I wanted to surprise you.” Her fist clenched at her side and an unwanted tear slid down her cheek. “Sorry, if I interrupted something. I didn’t know you were having company.”

“Baby-“ he took a step closer to her but she stepped back.

She held her index finger out as a warning. His face looked horrified. He had faced villains, blood, and death, yet he had never been so afraid in his life. “Don’t take another step, Katsuki. I want an explanation, and I want a fucking good one too, as to why I canceled my entire day to set up a surprise for you. No, for us. And when you come home, I see one of my most trusted friends,” her furious gaze shifted to Kirishima, who winced under it, “Shoving his tongue down your throat and feeling you up. And it doesn’t seem like it was the first fucking time either.”

Bakugo looked around at the beautiful set up Y/n had made for them. Tears welled in his eyes. Guilt began to drown him from within. A rare sight it was, Katsuki Bakugo in tears.

Bakugo swallowed due to pure nerves and adrenaline. He knew he had to come clean. He had to lay all of his cards down if he was to keep her. Oh, that was all he wanted. To keep the woman of his dreams.

“Y/n. . .Baby. . .I’m not going to lie to you. . .Here’s the whole truth. I fuckin’ promise it is,” He nervously began. Y/n nor Kirishima had ever heard his voice so weak and pathetic. Kirishima rocked on the balls of his feet, his gaze straight towards the ground. He knew it was all about to come out. Every last bit.

“Eijiro and I have been romantically seeing each other for two years-“

“What the actual hell-“

“Y/n, please,” Katsuki begged, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Just let me. . .let me finish.”

Y/n pursed her lips, her own steady stream of tears forming.

“It started while you were on your tour in the States. He spent the night ‘cause we had drank too much while at some event. We were drunk and stupid and ended up sleepin’ together. In the morning we were horrified and we didn’t speak for a whole damn month. We were forced to work together on a case and Eijiro ended up tellin’ me how he had been in love with not just me but with you as well since we were in school. We kept trying to find the right moment to tell you but it just never came-“

Y/n cut him off harshly, the tears becoming more incessant, “So you’re telling me that, instead of being honest with me, you cheated on me for two freaking years? But you were trying to tell me? What a load of bullshit!”

He could help but wince at how it sounded. “Y/n, I know it’s shitty. It’s absolutely shitty and horrible. You have every right to be mad. But please, please, babygirl, stay. Let us make it up to you. We love you-“

“No, you don’t,” She stared both of them down with eyes that were becoming bloodshot. “Don’t fucking start that. If you loved me you would have told me two damn years ago. Katsuki, if you loved me you would have told me that you slept with him during that entire month you two weren’t talking or whatever!”

“You were gone-“

“No. You have zero excuses. Get the hell out. You can have the place tomorrow. I’ll be leaving tonight,” She declared, no longer making eye contact with either of them. Katsuki protested as she turned on her heel, purposefully knocked over the nearby flower vase, and slammed the bedroom door shut.

Katsuki and Eijiro could hear the harsh shuffling, the sound of suitcase zippers, and the slamming of drawers.

Eijiro caught Katsuki as he fell to his knees in desperation. “I,” Eijiro hesitated to begin. “I think it’s best if we honor her wishes. She’ll come back. I’m sure of it.”

Katsuki let Eijiro hold his weight. He felt so broken. How was he to live with himself? “I don’t think so, Eijiro. I think we blew it.”

No one knew Y/n as well as Katsuki. Usually that was his pride. The whole world wanted to know her but none held a candle to him. However, in this moment, it was his demise. He knew that if he left, he would not see her for a long, long time. He knew that if he left, it would be the end. Yet, he let Eijiro pull him out.

And, oh, he hated how right he was.

He didn’t see her for two years.

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THE ALCHEMY - PROLOGUE

prohero! deku x popstar! reader

(slight prohero! kiribaku x reader)

How many times could she pace her dorm room? How deep could her finger nails dig into her skin? Was she even allowed to cry at such a situation?

Y/n L/n found herself in the predicament of a lifetime. One that many daydreamed of. Her stress levels were, safe to say, off the charts. Her mind was racing, still in heavy disbelief that this was reality. The tension in her room was thick. Everyone could feel it.

“I, just, I. .I don’t know what to do, you guys!” Y/n worried aloud to her friend group, her voice more exasperated with each syllable.

Katsuki Bakugo was visibly growing agitated as he watched his girlfriend fret over something with such an obvious solution. Eijiro Kirishima watched his friend with worried eyes, hating to see her so upset. Denki Kaminari and Mina Ashido simply appeared bored as they knew precisely what she was to do. Hanta Sero was slightly confused as he had arrived late to the emergency bakusquad meeting in Y/n’s dorm room.

“Can I ask what’s going on?” Sero piped up, taking a cautious seat on Y/n’s lavender couch next to Kirishima.

Denki swiped on his phone, his expression and tone as monotone as ever. “She got a record deal and she’s debating whether she should drop out of the hero course and take it or whether she should stay and be a hero.”

Sero’s eyes widened with excitement before he turned to Y/n’s distressed state and scoffed, “Easy, take the deal.”

To Y/n’s close friends and family, this was a ridiculous ultimatum Y/n was giving herself. Even in the top hero school, Y/n lived and breathed for music. She would play guitar until her fingers bled and piano until her fingers cramped so heavily it was difficult to write the next day. She would abruptly leave conversations to take a quick voice note on her phone as she had just gotten a lyric or melody that she simply couldn’t forget. She had a whole mini studio in her room a lot like Jiro and Denki. She would stay up at night with them collaborating more times than they all care to admit.

While she was a good student, she evidently prioritized her artistry over her coursework and hero work. Yet, what beat her passion for music was the fact that her work was actually good. Class 1-A could not get enough of her music. They all eagerly awaited her melodies. Even the most monotone of the bunch enjoyed her work. Some even connected to her words on a deep level.

To her friends and family her purpose in life was painfully obvious. She was made for music.

Yet, Y/n was clearly second guessing herself.

Being at UA was an honor and a privilege to say the least. She decided to enter the hero course because she wanted to help people. She wanted to make a difference. She came from a long line of heroes and the impact that they made on the world was astonishing. She wanted to contribute in some way. She couldn’t leave people astray all because she had a silly dream.

She took a deep breath, hoping to communicate her viewpoint. “Yeah, but it’s not that simple!” She dragged her hand through her hair. “Yes, I absolutely love music and, yes, I would absolutely internally regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t take the deal. But, people would kill to have my spot here at UA right now. We only have a year left before we graduate and I don’t want to be selfish. Why would I spend my life writing words and melodies when I could be saving people?!”

Her final sentence was Bakugo’s final straw. He stood up from her bed and grabbed her face gently but firmly. “Now, you’re gonna listen to me, Y/n. Cut the shit. You know what you fuckin’ need to do. You’re not being selfish or whatever the hell you think that you are being by taking this deal. People don’t just need physical saving. They need it emotionally too . Your music will impact people in ways you’re being too damn closed minded to dream of. So take the fuckin deal and see what the school can accommodate. Got it?”

The silence in the room was loud. The bakusquad simply stared at the couple as Y/n peered up at her boyfriend, looking directly into his fiery, ruby eyes. They screamed confidence. Confidence in her.

She gently placed her hands atop of his and she mumbled in soft agreement, “Okay.”

An almost unnoticeable smile formed on Bakugo’s lips. “I’m so fuckin’ proud of you. You hear me?” He whispered gently gazing into her glossy eyes. He pressed a firm, reassuring kiss to her lips before pulling her right up against him in a tight hug.

The moment between the couple was a rare but sweet sight for the bakusquad as they weren’t usually too keen on pda. They would hold hands at times and occasionally snuggle up on the couch with one another. Denki even caught a few chaste kisses every now and then. Yet, they had never seen a moment so intimate shared between the two.

To Y/n, as Bakugo held her in his arms, the background faded. She knew that everything was going to be okay. She knew that she was making the right decision. As long as she had him, everything would always be okay.

While they were wrapped up in one another and the sweet moment of victory, they failed to notice was Kirishima’s angsty but loving gaze upon them. His stomach swirled with mixed, bittersweet emotion. Oh, how he loved them both so dearly. He longed to be a part of them. To share in this moment. To hold them close, pepper kisses across both of their faces, and celebrate Y/n’s much deserved success.

But, he knew that it would never be possible.

Not in this life.

When it was time for everyone to leave, he left the couple behind with much hesitation. What if he ran back in there? What if he told them everything? Then where would they stand?

He ultimately brushed the temptation off. Just as he always did. He walked slowly back to his dorm, his heart ached with each beat. He silently hoped that if he walked slow enough Y/n’s door would open and he would hear them call for him. They would invite him to join their celebration. But that moment never came. Instead, he heard their private laughter as he turned the corner towards his room.

He couldn’t help the tear that fell down his cheek. He wiped it quickly thinking to himself, ‘How unmanly.’

Months passed and much had changed. Y/n L/n was a quick rising new star that the world could not get enough of. UA had surprisingly been extremely accommodating to her situation. Denki and Mina theorized that it was because Principal Nezu and All Might were quite huge (but closeted) fans of her work and longed to see her graduate from their institution. They provided her with portable academic work for when she was on the road and only required that she keep her hero license up to date while she attended UA. She could pop in and out of in person schooling as she needed.

When Y/n was gone, Bakugo found himself mostly at Kirishima’s side. They were best friends after all. They spared, played video games, and had developed the more recent habit of deep late night chats. These chats were a dangerous game. They both knew it. Kirishima cautiously danced around the fact that he was actively in love with him and his girlfriend. While Bakugo internally wrestled with the fact that he was indeed developing feelings for his shark toothed best friend. All while he was dating the woman of his dreams.

How messed up could he be?

The amount of times that the truth had nearly came out was frightening. Oh, how they knew they were playing with fire. But fire is comforting if you don’t get too close. Right?

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THE ALCHEMY - MASTERLIST

popstar! reader x prohero! deku

(slight prohero! kiribaku x reader )

When Bakugo breaks his high school sweetheart’s heart, she doesn’t know what to do with herself. She did what she thought was best and that was leave. Yet, when she returns for work years later, she finds herself falling for his rival.

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE: my boy only breaks his favorite toys

CHAPTER TWO: how did it end?

CHAPTER THREE: i can do it with a broken heart

CHAPTER FOUR: electric touch

CHAPTER FIVE: call it what you want

CHAPTER SIX: the alchemy

CHAPTER SEVEN: would’ve, could’ve, should’ve

MORE TBD