Their eyes met, a spark igniting a familiar fire. Bakugo grumbled, but a subtle heat flushed his cheeks. Izuku, ever the persistent one, closed the distance. The tension was palpable, a delicious current between them. A playful shove from Bakugo, a teasing smile from Izuku, their usual dance. But tonight, the air thrummed with something more. Later, on a 'vacation' that felt more like an escape, they found themselves alone. The quiet anticipation was almost unbearable. Bakugo's gaze lingered on Izuku, a hunger in his eyes that he rarely let show. Deku's heart pounded. A quiet moment, a shared breath. The world outside faded, leaving only them. The heat between them intensified, a silent promise hanging in the air. This was inevitable. Bakugo finally gave in to the insistent pull, a growl rumbling in his chest. Izuku welcomed it. Their touch ignited a firestorm of passion. There was no holding back now. Every touch, every glance, a declaration of their raw, undeniable connection. This was pure Dekubaku. The night unfolded, a symphony of desire and surrender. Their bodies intertwined perfectly. The intense connection between them was undeniable, a force of nature. No words were needed. Only the language of touch and desire. The morning after, a quiet intimacy lingered. This was more than just passion. Their bond strengthened, a new chapter in their intense story. Bakugo, surprisingly tender, held Izuku close. A quiet moment of affection, a testament to their complex relationship. Their alternative reality, where their love was a vibrant, undeniable truth. A shared future, etched in every touch. Forever partners, forever entwined. Their love story continues.