One more take, please. [completed]

Chapter 1 "The Lock"

«Now my neck is open widebegging for a fist around it».
Halsey — Castle
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Bakugou Katsuki definitely is nuts. After all, the piercing gaze of bright red eyes is directed at the freckled youth opposite. He scrutinizes his expressive face; his plump cheeks, dotted with a few freckles; his thin lips, curved in a courteous smile; his rough hands, covered with multiple scars, the nature of which is unknown to Bakugou. He wants to know more, but he doesn't risk asking, so he just watches. He follows how naive green eyes enthusiastically listen to every word of the interlocutor; the way his mouth opens in an attempt to respond and closes again when the thought escapes him; the way his fingers trace his chin in a thoughtful gesture. It's all happening in slow motion, the voices around them subside, and only the two of them remain in the smoke-filled room - the observer and the object of observation.

This attraction to another person may seem weird, and Bakuguo justified it with simple interest. Besides, Katsuki has long been familiar with him, except that he didn't know him at all, or masterfully pretends. Bakugou do not care to be reminded he's not going to. It was so long ago. A boy named Midoriya Izuku lived next door, they played with other kids together, and their moms communicated well. But Midoriya's family moved out quickly. As far as Bakugou knew, his parents had divorced, and his mother had taken him with her, his father had sold the apartment, and Bakugou hadn't seen a neighbor since that moment. Katsuki remembers how weird he called him "Kacchan", and everything in the yard picked up the diminutive nickname. Now Midoriya calls him "Bakugou-kun", and it's even more weird for him.

Who would have thought that their paths would cross in a huge metropolis, in the heart of the capital?! Isn't that fate? Such nonsense Bakugou did not believe, but to find an explanation for such an unusual set of circumstances, he could not.

The first time they met was at a club. He just wanted to relax after a difficult working week, and Bakugo, who was long persuaded by friends to hang out, finally agreed. Dancing in the center of the room telenovely the young man immediately rushed Bakugou in the eye. He moved smoothly to the beat of the music, along with a girl who was pressing her breasts against him. It seemed to Katsuki that Midoriya did not like the pressure of his partner, he danced with her and at the same time danced alone, apart from the buxom beauty. This attitude did not bother the girl, she was probably drunk. And Midoriya showed her respect, not pushing her away. The music was deafening, and Bakugou, as if spellbound, looking at the familiar guy. He recognized him at once; the years had not changed Midoriya, only added roughness to his delicate features. In childhood, the boy was puny, because of that he often teased him and called Deku, that is "useless". Now he has strong, well-defined muscles that stand out in this tight-fitting t-shirt. And scars. Bakugou's attention chained at the scars on the hands; misshapen scars, ingrained into the skin.

Someone from the Bakugou's company knew someone from the Midoriya's company and so they joined their table. Bakugou did not communicate with an old childhood friend, occasionally throwing him a puzzled look, which Midoriya simply didn't notice, enjoying the evening. Alcohol flowed freely, music boomed at full volume, conversations merged with it, voices were barely distinguishable in the noise. Bakugou listened, trying to catch the sound of Midoriya's voice. Only the boy with the high, squeaky voice remained in his memory, a young man with a low, slightly hoarse timbre that Bakugou definitely didn't know. Kind of wanted to talk, to give him a friendly slap on the shoulder and say: "Yo, Deku, long time no see!» But some invisible wall between them did not allow him to do this, and Katsuki didn't  really make contact with Midoriya. As soon as it struck two in the morning, he said bye to his friends and new acquaintances and left the club. He seemed to be in a hurry. Midoriya kept looking at his watch while they were drinking.

Their second meeting took place a few days later in the store where Bakugou worked part-time. In General, he moved to the capital when he got into the University, now studying in the third year. Last year, he successfully celebrated his coming of age and felt free. His main part-time job was helping a Professor at the University. The old man didn't pay much, but he had enough money to rent an apartment with his friends and for personal expenses. And in the store, he sometimes filled in for his classmate Kirishima Eijiro. And so it happened that in one of the substitutions Midoriya Izuku went to this store. He bought a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of water, and when he came to the checkout, he exclaimed joyfully: "you were at the club with Ashido's friends?» Bakugou nodded dryly, but Midoriya did not hurry away, chattering incessantly until the people in the queue began to protest. The boy was embarrassed, the tips of his ears turned red, and he quickly said bye to the Bakugou and left the store.