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“Zuku!! Are you up? You’ll be late for class... again!”
Izuku groaned, pulling his pillow over his head. Was it really time to get up? It felt like he just went to sleep. Peeking at his alarm clock, the bright blue numbers that had never lied to him yet, said it was time to get up.
“Izuku!! I need you to drive me, asshole!” The door slammed open, hitting the wall with a bang. “What the hell?! Damn it, Zuku!” The blankets were ripped off him and he shivered when the cold air hit his exposed skin.
He whined, curling into a ball. “Mina! I’m tired!” Which wasn’t even his fault! Hawkmoth was at it again last night and it took him and his partner forever to catch the Akuma. It was the third time fighting Gigantitan... poor baby. He hated that Hawkmoth did that to a baby!
“It doesn’t matter!” Clothes hit his chest roughly. “Mr. Aizawa will kill us if we’re late again and how are you going to talk to Katsuki if you don’t get your ass in gear.”
Izuku instantly felt his cheeks warm at the name. Katsuki Bakugo, son of the famous fashion designer Mitsuki Bakugo. Ugh, he’s so handsome and dreamy! One day he hopes to design for him and marry him... He shook his head trying to calm down his heart as he pulled on his jeans.
“Mina! I can’t even talk to him! I freeze and say stupid shit!”
The pink hair woman looked up from her phone unimpressed. “And that’s my fault? You are like a little puppy all excited and pees on the floor but you just word vomit instead.”
“You are so mean to me.”
Mina rolled her blue eyes. “First off, what would you do without me? I’m your best friend and I put up with you and your,” She gestured to the pictures of Katsuki’s face around the room. “Obsession. Secondly, he’s a normal guy. Famous or not.”
Izuku pouted, sitting on the edge of his bed. One of his scarred fingers gently ran over his earring. “I know he’s just a normal guy... I don’t care that he’s famous, Mina, I’ve gotten to know the real him over the past few months and... He’s so sweet under that hard face. I-I just can’t t-talk to him! I stutter and get all flustered from one look from those beautiful scarlet eyes...” He sighed dreamily.
“Okay, lover boy. Let’s go to class.” She laughed softly pulling him from his bedroom. Izuku barely had time to slip on his shoes and grab his backpack before he was once again pulled from the apartment.
Izuku at the age of twenty two never thought his life would be like it was. Life was great! He had amazing friends, his mom was dating someone that actually loved her and treated her right and he was in love with the most famous fashion designer's son. He wanted so badly to ask Katsuki out on a date but there were things getting in the way.
The biggest one being Ochako Uraraka and her friend Asui Tsuyu.
Ochako is a rude bitch that makes his blood boil. She is after Katsuki but for different reasons. Not for love or anything close to that but because he’s famous and has money like her stupid daddy. The damn Mayor of Paris. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly while he drove.
“Zuku! Misterbug and Cat Noir were out again last night!” She practically shoved her phone in his face, the Misterbug keychain sliding off the screen. Glancing at it, he bit the inside of his cheek. Yup. That’s him.
Oh, yeah. He may have forgotten to mention that he’s also a superhero on top of a college student, part time baker and trying to design his own fashion line.
Easy life.
Yup, he was the famous Misterbug. Misterbug and Cat Noir.
“It was baby Gigantitan again! Aww! That poor baby!” She frowned. “How dare Hawkmoth do that to him and his mother!”
He could agree with that. “I know, Mina, it’s terrible but one day Misterbug and Cat Noir will stop him.” He promised. He would take down Hawkmoth. Parking the car, he turned off the engine to get out. Mina was already out with his backpack over her shoulder. “I’m not that slow.” He grumbled, locking it and following her into Françoise Dupont University.
Mina just ignored him, grabbing his hand, she pulled him into the classroom and sat down at their desk in the second row. “You are so lucky Mr. Aizawa is never on time.”
“Cuttin’ it close there you two.” Eijiro Kirishima turned around in his seat to flash his girlfriend a smile and a wink then turning to him. “You look exhausted, man. Do you ever sleep?”
“I had to pretty much get him dressed this morning.” Mina smirked lightly. “Didn’t even get up with his ten alarms screaming at him.”
Eijiro chuckled. “Typical Izzy. What would we do without you?”
Izuku opened his mouth to clap back, probably something stupid but someone decided to interrupt him.
“Oh, I found where the moldy bread was coming from, Asui. It’s baker boy.” Ochako smirked evilly, slamming her hand down on his desk. “Don’t you have bread to burn, you useless Deku.”
Izuku sighed internally, too tired to deal with her today. “At least I don’t smell like cheap perfume, Ochako.”
She gasped glaring down at him. “You little brat! Just wait until I tell my daddy!”
“Sit down, Ochako.” Aizawa dropped a stack of papers on his desk. Izuku watched her stomp back to her desk and sit down with a huff. “Now, today we will be going over—” The class door opened and Katsuki Bakugo tried to slip in quietly with his head down and lips pursed. “Nice of you to join us, Katsuki.”
“Sorry sir, my photoshoot ran late.” Katsuki quickly got to his seat in front of him. Izuku laid his cheek in his hand staring at the blonde spikes in front of him fondly. This man was amazing. Perfect and just so... ugh amazing!
Class was going so well until Aizawa annouced their new project. “So, you are in the first row, the person behind you is your partner along with the third.” Ochako was on her feet clearly pissed. “And no, there will be trading. I expect this to be 50/50 not,” His grey eyes landed on Ochako. “Your partner doing all the work. You are dismissed for the day.”
Holy. Shit.
Izuku’s partner was Katsuki Bakugo!
Get it together! He’s looking at you, idiot!
“U-Um... d-do you want—I mean w-we c-could...” He buried his face in his hands when Mina patted his head.
“Sorry, he left his brain back in his bed. What Izuku is trying to say here is that, you are welcome to come over to our place.” Mina smiled, giving her boyfriend a look. “I’ll be going Eijiro’s anyways!”
“Oh, crap!” He moved his hands away, praying his cheeks weren’t bright red. “I have to go help my mom.” He pouted. “I already blew her off like four times last week.”
Katsuki smiled. SMILED. AT. HIM! He was going to die of a heart attack because his smile was so beautiful. “I have nothing going on and I’ll just tell Hawks that I have school work to do.”
“A-are you s-sure?” He knew Katsuki’s mother kept him on a short lease and he didn’t want him to get in trouble.
“Yeah, Hawks loves me anyways so he’ll make up something to tell my mom.” The blonde stood up and slipped his messenger bag on his shoulder. “Lead the way, Izuku.”
Now he was dead. Flat line and all.
Izuku bit his lip blushing. Why him? He wanted to be his partner but ugh! His brain always went all fuzzy and he couldn’t think straight. Oh, dear god, was he mumbling right now like a freak? Katsuki’s going to think he’s a freak and ask for a new partner.
“Hey, Izuku? You, okay? You’ve been staring at your car door for the past two minutes.” Jesus, he was a mess!
He fumbled with the locks and got into his car. When was he ever this close to the blonde? The smell of his colon surrounded him almost making him dizzy. “U-Um... so, a-are you s-sure you want t-t-to come w-watch me work?” Putting the car in drive, he pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the bakery.
“Well, I’m no baker but I’d like to help and it beats going home and sitting in my room.” Katsuki folded his arms over his chest, putting his long legs in a man spread.
“W-why don’t y-y-you get your own p-place?” And Izuku, why don’t you stop sounding like a stuttering idiot. But we all can’t have nice things.
The blonde snorted. “I wish but my mother is a control freak that won’t let me do anything for myself. I can barely wipe my ass without her checking on me.”
Izuku couldn’t help but laugh a little. The few times they’ve hung out with Katsuki they found out pretty quickly that the model enjoyed cussing. He didn’t mind but it still shocked him every time because looking at him, anyone would think he was a gentleman. He was a gentleman who said fuck a lot.
He parked the car on the side of his mom’s bakery/home and got out of the car. “I should only be an hour or two. That okay?”
“It’s fine Izuku.”
Walking up the few steps, he opened the door being greeted by the wonderful smells of fresh baked bread and pastries. The bell dinged a few times announcing to his mother that someone had entered the shop. The short woman appeared, cheeks flushed and little beads of sweat running down her cheeks.
“Izuku! Baby!” Inko smiled, rounding the counter through the tiny opening. “How’s my baby boy?” She pulled him into a hug in which he was more than happy to return.
“I’m good, mom. Been busy with school.” He straightened and he got a hit to his chest. “Ow! What’s that for!” He frowned a little—okay, more like pouted rubbing the spot on his chest.
Inko shook her head. “You’re thinner than when I last saw you. Let’s get you some food!” Her green eyes shifted over to the other man a little behind him. “Is that the boy—”
“Mom! This is Katsuki Bakugo, a friend from school!” He gave her a deadly look only to make her laugh and push him aside.
“Katsuki! I’ve heard a lot about you.” Inko said cheerfully.
How fast can you disown someone? He was disowning her as his mother effective immediately. Yup. He was now an orphan.
Inko pulled the blonde into her arms. “I’m sorry! I'm a hugger!” Izuku bit his lip watching Katsuki stiffen but after a few seconds, he melted into her arms. “Ugh! You’re too skinny! I’m making you boys some food!”
“Ms. Midoriya, it’s okay. I’m on a very strict diet.” The blonde smiled softly.
“Nope! I don’t take no for an answer and boy, you look like you only eat veggies! I’m going to make something! Izuku, be a dear and start on those cupcakes.” Izuku watched her disappeared upstairs and he took off his jacket. Leading the way to the back, he found the frosting and cupcakes ready. Katsuki followed behind him, peering over his shoulder.
The blonde was at least three inches taller than him which would make for perfect cuddling. No! Bad Izuku! Stop it! “Sorry about her, she loves to cook for anyone and everyone.”
“Calm down, Zu. I don’t mind...” Red eyes watched intensely as he twisted the bag of frosting and began to swirl it on the cupcake. “What are you doing?”
“O-Oh... um it’s just a simple swirl. Wanna try?” He held out the piping bag and after a few minutes of staring at it, Katsuki took it. “Okay! Yup twist it like that and now...” Taking his hands gently. “Lightly squeeze and yeah! Move it just like that!” He grinned. “It’s perfect!”
Katsuki gave him back the bag and shrugged. “I’m not allowed in the kitchen, you never know when you could get burned.”
Izuku subconsciously hid his exposed right arm behind him to cover the scars. The blonde, of course noticed.
“No! I mean, there’s nothing wrong with scars Iz—”
A loud crash cut him off causing him to stiffen. Parisians began screaming as another crash came shaking the building slightly.
“I better get home!”
“I need to go check on my mom!”
They both looked at each other with wide eyes, speaking at the same time. Izuku jerked his head in a nod before turning and running out the back of the bakery. Making sure it was empty his opened his shirt pocket.
“Hawkmoth is at it again.” He looked at his Kwami. “Time to transform!” She nodded quickly. “Tikki! Spots on!” Redish light covered his body as his suit materialized over him, his jeans and t-shirt became a skin tight red and black suit from his neck down to his toes. Black covered the outer parts of his legs and arms finally wrapping on his collar bone, the rest was red with black spots that matched his mask. Izuku grabbed the yoyo from his waist and threw it forward, giving it a good yank, he was launched into the air.
Being Misterbug was kind of freeing. Flying through the air, feeling the wind on his cheeks just made him smile. He landed on a rooftop with the view of the Eiffel Tower. Paris was so beautiful... when Hawkmoth wasn’t making people destroy it.
A light thud landed next to him. “Good evening, my purrince! How are you on this fine night?” Cat Noir bowed at the waist to him taking his hand lightly to kiss it.
“Cat, knock it off! We have Paris to save!” He jerked his hand away glaring at the stupid kitty.
Cat Noir smirked, “Okay, how about a kiss for good luck, Bugaboo? Just a small peck.” He leaned forward making a kissy face at him, crimson eyes full of amusment.
Izuku rolled his eyes, sighing. “Never ends does it.
“Pre-paw-sterous!”
“Misterbug and Cat Noir! Give me your miraculous and I won’t make Paris an ice box!”
The greenette looked up to see Stormy Weather above him, umbrella pointed down at them, ready for the first strike. “Again? Hawkmoth must have favorites.”
“Let’s start with you, dumb bug! Give me the earrings!” A blast of lightning came straight for him. Diving out of the way, he tucked and rolled getting back on his feet. “Come back, Bug!” She screamed, sending more blasts his way.
Dodging every single one, he glanced over at his partner. Cat Noir was running around to get her from behind, his staff extended and he vaulted up to her but she moved at the last second.
“Oh no, you naughty little Kitty! You belong in the shelter with the other strays!” Stormy Weather’s clouds above her turned darker making it almost night time. The temperature was dropping rapidly. Soon, Paris will be a popsicle.
“Hey Ice Queen, what's with all the terrorizing? Why don't you pick on someone your own temperature?” The blonde smirked twirling his staff.
The woman stomped her foot on the air below her feet. “My name is not Ice Queen! It's Stormy Weather!” She shrieked.
Cat Noir rolled his red eyes, dropping his staff to the ground, he placed both is clawed hands on it. “Listen. I'm feline more generous than usual today. So, cool down and we'll call it quits, 'kay?”
Stormy Weather fired at him. Izuku flung his yoyo to wrap it around Cat Noir’s waist pulling him out of the line of fire. “Why thanks, my Bugaboo, but I had it covered.”
“No more of your childish charm, Cat Noir.” He flicked his bell. “But you’re welcome.” Both heroes turned back to back, ready for the next wave. “I think I have a plan. Follow my lead.”
Cat Noir laid his head back on his shoulder. “I’ll follow you anywhere, my prince.” Izuku wanted to groan but he had bigger things to deal with.
“In Stormy Weather's world, it's Winter Wonderland FOREVER!”
Hail began to rain down on them. It was supposed to be summer not winter! Izuku looked around while Cat Noir shielded him with his staff spinning above his head. “I think I got it! Lucky charm!” He threw his yoyo up and a red and black camera fell into his palms. “Uh... not what I was expecting.”
“A camera?! What are we doing with that?!” Cat Noir grunted slightly as the hail began to get bigger. “Think fast Misterbug.”
Izuku nodded, turning the camera on he pointed it up to her. “Stormy Weather! You are live to Paris! Can you explain the weather patterns?!” Please take the bait. Please...
The woman turned around facing the camera. “Paris! It is a treat! We are experiencing all kinds of weather and no one will ever doubt me again! I will always be right!” She moved closer, completely forgetting about his partner who was sneaking around behind her, quietly like a cat. “It will rain when I say! It will hail when I want it!” She pointed her umbrella to the sky. “Everything will be in my control!”
Just as she was about to let off the biggest blast to the sky, “Cataclysm!” He shouted, grabbing the umbrella, turning it to dust. A purple with dark veins flew up from the pile of dust, Izuku slid his finger along his yoyo opening it.
“No more evil doing for you little Akuma!” He gave his yoyo a few spins and threw it up catching the butterfly. Catching it in his hand, he swiped it open and waved to the pure white butterfly flying away. “Bye, bye little butterfly!” With one last thing to do, he threw up the camera. “Miraculous!” Thousands of ladybugs repaired all the damage, turning Paris back to the way it was.
“Misterbug? Cat Noir?” Aurore frowned, sitting on the ground with her light blue umbrella in her lap. “It happened again.”
Izuku smiled softly. “I don’t know what happened but I think you are so great and I love watching you talk about the weather. Don’t let anyone bring you do for doing something you love. Weather can change in an instant.”
She nodded quickly. “Thank you Misterbug!”
Cat Noir smirked, holding out his fist. Izuku rolled his eyes smiling over at his partner, tapping his fist to his. “Pound it.” They both said.
“How about you and me, we go on a little date to the Eiffel Tower? Watch the sunset?” Cat Noir batted his eye lash at him. The warning beep came from his earrings and he stepped over to the ledge spinning his yoyo in his hand.
“Goodnight, Kitty.”
Izuku made his way back to the bakery just in time to drop down on his balcony of his childhood bedroom. The transformation faded and he caught Tikki in his hands. “Here.” He gently handed her a cookie from the stash in his shirt pocket.
“Stormy Weather again? I feel like Hawkmoth is running out of victims.” She began to nibble on her cookie and Izuku couldn’t help but feel dread as he looked over Paris. What was she planning?