#bkdk "This is a a very powerful love potion." The woman says,...

"This is a a very powerful love potion." The woman says, passing Deku the bottle. "One drop and the person you love will definitely look at your way and finally pursue you. Use it wisely."
Deku remembers the conversation he had with the lady and cautiously pours a bit
"Tea!" Deku squeaks. He clears his throat. "Tea." He repeats with a voice a normal person would have when they're not scheming to get their roommate to fall in love with him with a shady love potion they find themself
Bakugo squints his eyes, "You're not a tea person." He points out.
Deku nervously laughs, rubbing the back of his head. "Yaoyorozu-san got this new set and wanted to share some to us! Couldn't say no!" He reasons, internally screaming.
Deku mentally notes it to himself to say sorry to her personally even when she wouldn't get the context of it.
Bakugo just hums and mutters his thanks while taking a quick sip of it. Deku watches in anticipation with his hands clenched on his lap.
"N-nothing! I was just wondering if you have any feedback I could share with Yaoyorozu-san." He says, drinking his own tea. "I'm sure she'll appreciate it."
Bakugo leans back on his chair, "Didn't know you two were close." He pouts.
"Hm... Well, it's good. I particularly liked the earthy taste of it." Bakugo notes.
Deku glances at the other's tea again, "I liked that one too." He absent-mindedly nods.
He guesses it'll take effect tomorrow.
Nothing happens. Nothing changes. Bakugo acts all the same.
Bakugo. Was. Still. Bakugo. When he's around Deku.
Of course. Of course!! JESUS. OF COURSE A LOVE POTION WOULD BE TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE!
No way that sweet tongued woman was being truthful with her so called potions! It was a ruse!
"Just for love." He pathetically whispers. He sniffles. "Just to be loved."
He shimmies himself up the edge of the sofa and cries there. At least there, he's covered from the world and his tears are already being wiped away with the sofa.
This is where his pathetic self belongs.
Bakugo arrives home to see Izuku shoved up the edge of the sofa sniffling.
"The hell are you doing there?"
The other immediately looked at him with tear stains still visible in his cheeks and a bit of tears welling uo his eyes. "Kacchan! You're home!"
"And you look pathetic as ever, what in the hell are you crying there for?" Bakugo rolls his eyes, taking off his shoes and coat.
"What were you even watching?" Bakugo huffs, taking some tissue from the kitchen and throwing it to him.
Deku cringes, "Sorry. I was watching..." he takes a moment. "Hachiko."
Bakugo glances at the tv that was visiblely turned off but he doesn't say anything about it.
Bakugo scoffs, "Whatever. Anyway, get some rice ready. I'm gonna cook after I take a bath." He instructs.
Deku spontaneously beams at him. "What are you cooking Kacchan?"
"Got it! Oh, and Kacchan?"
He looks back, "What?"
Deku smiles, "Welcome home."
...
"Nothing! Just dropped something!" His sanity.
Bakugo fucking dropped his sanity.
Bakugo knew he fucking liked Deku for a long time now. But dacryphilia?!
DACRYPHILIA?!
What is he? Some kind of sick pervert?!
Bakugo shakes in anger with himself and his pathetic hopelessly in love self.
Why is he so fucking in love with Deku? He already was but this... this is somehow double the trouble.
The fucking welcome home?!
"Welcome home? Welcome. Fucking home?!" Bakugo feels the hotness spread up his fucking face.
Bakugo feels hot from the blush he held. He grits his teeth with his forehead still pressed against the mattress.
WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK IS HAPPENING TO HIM?!
