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Izuku sat by the window and stared outside, trying to ignore the stare of a certain angry blonde sitting behind him as he waited desperately for the lesson to start. How long will he be staring at me for? Izuku slowly turned his head around, emerald green eyes meeting ruby red."Kacchan, why are you-" Izuku cut off, not even bothering to finish his question as he noticed Katsuki's familiar, livid expression."Stop tapping your pen and shaking your leg. It's annoying." Izuku nodded."R-right. Sorry, Kacchan." He turned back just as Mr Aizawa entered the classroom, a cup of coffee in one hand and a pile of papers in the other. They were only three months into the school year and he alread looked as dead as Izuku felt."Alright class, as you know today you have your mock exam. Please take one sheet each and pass it on." He handed the pile to Mina, and when it finally reached Izuku he handed the last sheet to Kacchan, who took it without a word. He didn't shout or swear at me, and he didn't snatch the paper either. This isn't like him at all. Did something happen? Is this even the same person? Should I be worried? What on earth- "Midoriya if you could please stop muttering that would be great. The sooner you get this test done the sooner you'll be allowed to leave.""Y-yes sir!" Mr Aizawa stared at Izuku, and then at the rest of the class with an eyebrow raised."Any questions?""No, sir." Aizawa turned to the clock. "It is now two o'clock. The test ends at three. You may begin." Izuku opened the paper and stared at the question. He read it once. He read it again. He still felt as if Kacchan was staring at him. No, he thought, Kacchan is too dedicated to his work to waste time staring at someone. Especially me. He shook off that disturbing feeling and started to write. Half an hour in, he realised that his pen had run out of ink. Shit. "Um, sir? May I borrow a pen? Mine ran out." Aizawa sighed, looking at Izuku with slight disappointment."I don't know what it is with you today, Midoriya, but I'm afraid I'm not very organised myself. Kirishima is using the last one I had. Are you ok with using a pencil?""Yes, sir. Thank you." A moment later, he heard some shuffling behind him as Kacchan stood up and walked to the front of the class, leaving a pen on Izuku's desk as he passed."I finished, sir.""Thank you, Bakugou. You may leave. Have a good weekend." Izuku looked at the pen in surprise and took off the lid. He noticed a piece of paper inside.
Meet me after class by the stairs. We need to talk. And come alone.
Katsuki glanced back at the green-haired boy, furrowed his brows and stalked off, leaving Izuku concerned and confused.
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Once everyone had left, and Izuku was sure that noone was waiting for him, he stood up and packed his bag. As he brought his paper to the front of the class, he saw that Mr Aizawa had fallen asleep.
Mood.
He placed the pencil on the teacher's desk, wondering if he should wake him up."The bell rings at 3:15. He'll be fine." Izuku chuckled, silently opening the door and closing it behind him.As he made his way down the corridor, Izuku's thoughts returned to Katsuki's note. Kacchan was acting so strange today. Why would he want to talk to me, of all people? Why not Kirishima? They are best friends, after all...As Izuku approached the staircase, he saw Katsuki sitting on the windowsill, knees to his chest, rays of sunlight combing through his golden hair. As he stepped closer, Izuku saw that Kacchan was breathing heavily. He has never seen him like this. What happened to the loud, overconfident boy that Izuku had known all his life? He never let himself show any weakness. This was bad. Very bad."Kacchan?" Katsuki sat upright, a look of panic on his face."Shit." He sniffled, wiping streams of tears off his cheeks."Kacchan, what happened!?"Katsuki looked down, going silent. After a while, he looked up again and the pain in Kacchan's eyes was too much for Izuku to bear. He bent forward, putting his arms around Kacchan. This is risky, but if he's okay with me seeing him like this then holy shit he probably needs a hug right now. He was correct.For a moment Kacchan didn't move, but then he leaned his head into Izuku's embrace, his breath slowing as Izuku rubbed slow circles into his back. When he calmed down, Kacchan said something which surprised Izuku."Could we go to my house? School's almost over and I don't want to get caught crying. Wouldn't be good for my reputation and all that crap." Izuku smiled. Kacchan hadn't invited him to his house in years."Sure. Let's go."They went down the stairs in silence, not looking at each other. It wasn't an awkward silence, but a comforting one. Kacchan's change in behaviour surprised Izuku, and even worried him at first. But there was a sense of relief knowing that even his childhood bully could experience these feelings, that he too was a human who needed comfort. It was proof that he wasn't completely heartless and ignorant.As they left the building, a pleasant breeze swept through. The leaves on the trees were already starting to change colour, a mix of red, orange and yellow spiralling around them as they made their way past the gates. Suddenly, Kacchan sighed."Deku, I...I'm sorry for making you worry, but I think it's important that you hear me say this. I'm aware of how much pain I've caused over the years. Nothing can justify what I have done to you and I do not expect you to forgive me, but I wanted to apologise and explain why I was such an asshole to you. You will probably never want to speak to me again, but I think you have the right to know."He sighed again, his voice starting to tremble."Deku...I like you. A lot. I know it doesn't look like it, but I've liked you since we were kids. Back then I thought it was just what it meant to be friends, but once I found out what it means to be gay, I realised that this was different. I was disgusted with myself and didn't know how to cope, and so I pushed you away in the hope that you would avoid me. You suffered because of my cowardice and refusal to accept myself and I will never forgive myself for that. You're such a good person, Deku. You always try to protect others and you're one of the strongest people I know. You deserved better. I'm so sorry."Katsuki looked at the ground, not daring to look into Izuku's eyes as he prepared himself for the worst. Izuku's heart stopped. He was silent.
Fuck, Deku. Please say something. Anything.
After what seemed like hours, Izuku finally spoke.
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"Kacchan...you're right in saying that you hurt me and that I didn't deserve that. There's no denying that. However, if you think that I am disgusted because you're gay then you're wrong. I have always admired you and I don't think anything will change that."Izuku stepped closer until their toes were touching, and put his hands on Katsuki's shoulders. He leaned forward, his breath warm on Katsuki's lips."Kacchan..." he whispered."I forgive you."Katsuki's breath hitched, his eyes widening as Izuku closed the remaining space between them, closing his eyes and turning his head to capture his lips in a soft kiss, then slowly pulling away to look at the blond. They stood there for a moment, revelling in each other's presence, Katsuki admiring Izuku's freckles. He could never see them from afar, but now that they were standing so close, he couldn't help but feel fascinated by them. He touched Izuku's cheek, fingers drifting across smooth skin until they reached Izuku's lips. Izuku shivered, reaching towards his face to take Kacchan's hand into his."Come on, Kacchan. It's getting cold. Let's get out of here." Katsuki hadn't even noticed. He still felt warm. Or rather, his face did. Shit! Was I blushing? He was suddenly aware of a warmth slowly disappearing from his face as they walked down the empty street together. He turned to Izuku, hoping he hadn't noticed, and saw a small smirk on Izuku's face. "What are you smiling at, nerd?" Izuku grinned. "Nothing. You're cute when you're flustered." Shit. So he did notice. "Don't you dare fucking tell anyone or I'll destroy your ass." Izuku snorted."WHAT!?" Izuku burst out laughing. "I think it's a bit too early to decide who tops, no?" Izuku replied with another stupid smile on his face. Hold up, where did this all come fro- oh. Katsuki turned to Izuku, stopping both of them in their tracks in front of his house. "Oh my fucking god, you know that's not what I meant." "Maybe it wasn't, but it probably crossed your mind at some point. Or even a few times.""...Shut up. Loser."Katsuki took out his keys and unlocked the door, not noticing how cold it was outside until he stepped in. "Okay take off your shoes, I cleaned the place at like 3:30 this morning and this is the longest it's gone without someone messing it up, so...yeah." Kacchan went into the kitchen, Izuku trailing behind him. "Wait." Izuku stopped and Kacchan turned around. "What were you doing up at 4am!?" Izuku asked, the confusion on his face almost comical."Well I go to sleep at 8:30, so that when I wake up it's still quiet and I can get shit done before my parents wake up. But that's usually 5 or 6. Last night I had a bad dream and figured there would be no point in trying to fall asleep again. So I just decided to clean." Kacchan answered with a straight face as if that was the most normal thing to do. "Uh...right. Okay then." Izuku decided not to ask any further, instead letting Katsuki take out some cups and turn the kettle on."You want tea or coffee?""Um...tea.Thanks."Izuku roamed around the open plan kitchen and living room, eventually sitting down on one of the brown leather sofas next to the fireplace. Almost nothing had changed apart from the walls. Last time Izuku was here, they were beige and had a few framed photos. Now they were peach. The photos were moved onto the mantelpiece and replaced by a wide flatscreen TV. He stood up again, stepping closer to the photos to look at them, feeling the warmth from the fireplace on his face. There was one of a young Kacchan and his mum sitting on a bench in the park, him pulling her hair while she was trying to get him to sit down and look at the camera. Another photo of their mums sitting together in a restaurant by the beach when they were still very young. To the left, 6 year old Kacchan on his first day of school. Izuku smiled, not realising that Kacchan was standing right behind him until he felt a tap on his shoulder."Oi. Here's your tea." Izuku jumped as Katsuki put their tea on the coffee table, then sat back on the sofa with his legs crossed. "Thank you, Kacchan." Izuku joined him on the sofa and they both went silent."So..." Katsuki began. "We've got a lot to talk about." Izuku nodded. "We sure do."--They spent hours talking, and Izuku couldn't remember the last time he had a proper conversation with Kacchan. Before they knew it, it was already dark outside. "The fuck, it's already past 9? Holy shit. Deku do you need me to call your mum and she could pick you up? Or I could walk you home? Or you could stay the night if you want?" Izuku couldn't believe this was the same guy who bullied him for so many years. He really was trying to make up to him. Izuku found it very endearing. "Kacchan, I'll gladly stay if you really want me to. After all, it's Friday. I have nowhere else to be."Katsuki let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, smiled, and shifted closer to Izuku, putting one arm around him. Am I doing this right? He rested his head on Izuku's hair and kissed it. It's so soft oh my god I could stay like this all night."Hey, wanna watch a movie?" Katsuki asked. Izuku looked up at him, his eyes bright and excited."Yeah!" Katsuki handed him the remote."Okay, you choose the film and I'll go get some cushions and blankets. You want popcorn?" He asked."Ooh yes please. Do you have caramel?""I think so? I'll make it once I get the blankets, gimme a sec."Izuku watched as Katsuki went up the stairs and then sat back, thinking about all that had happened. As he gazed into the dancing flames in the fireplace, his eyelids started to feel heavy...When Katsuki came back down, he found Izuku already curled up on the sofa, his eyes closed. He dumped the blanket on the sofa and kneeled down on the floor, resting his elbows on the sofa next to Izuku's head as he gently combed his fingers through the thick green curls."Hey," he whispered. "You asleep?" "...mm." Kacchan smiled fondly and slowly lifted Izuku's head, sliding a pillow under it. He took the blanket and covered the smaller male with it. He stood there for a moment, thinking about everything that happened that day before turning off the lights. "Goodnight, Izuku."
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Izuku woke up to the smell of rice and salmon cooking, and could hear Kacchan singing in the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes and stood up. Still half asleep, he tried to stumble past the coffee table and accidentally hit his leg on it."Fuck!" Izuku winced and rubbed his calf, now fully awake. Katsuki looked across the living room, surprised."Oh, you're up. I've never heard you swear before. Everything good?""Ugh, yeah I just hit my leg on the coffee table. It's really close to the sofa and it was a bit of a challenge trying to get past it, you know?""Yeah, no I get you. I always complain to that old hag that we should move the furniture around a bit, but she refuses. I think I might move it later. She's gone on a business trip for a week so I've got the whole house to myself. Anyways, did you sleep well?" Kacchan asked, turning back to the stove to flip the salmon over."Yeah. I'm sorry I fell asleep on the sofa, by the way. That must've been annoying for you.""Nah don't worry about it. I brought the blanket downstairs anyway. Besides, it was like eleven so I was getting a bit tired myself. Still managed to get up at six though." "That's impressive." Izuku joined Katsuki in the kitchen, staring out the window and looking into the garden, letting the warmth from the sunlight seep into his face. After a moment, he turned to Kacchan and focused his attention on the blond's singing. He recognised the tune, a song they always used to listen to as kids. "Hey." Izuku wrapped his arms around Kacchan's waist from behind. "Haven't heard that song in ages. You have a beautiful voice, did you know that?" He kissed Katsuki's nape and looked over his shoulder at the food. "That looks nice." Kacchan blushed, turning his head so he could kiss Izuku on the cheek."Thanks, I was gonna make miso but I ran out of tofu and spring onion. I'll have to go do some grocery shopping later. You okay with eggs for now?" "Yeah, that's fine. Need help with anything?" Izuku asked, letting go of Kacchan to look at the kitchen. It was small, but the creme cabinets and white quartz worktops reflected the sunlight, adding colour and warmth in addition to the wooden floor. Aunty Mitsuki and his mum both had clearly similar tastes. "I'm almost finished, but could you grab the chopsticks from the left drawer by the fridge please?" Izuku nodded, walking across the kitchen. He opened the drawer, took out the chopsticks and glanced at the fridge. He noticed a calendar and a few magnets stuck on it. He looked closer and saw one that was a photo of them playing in a pool. They were probably about six in that one."Aww you kept the one where we went to that theme park! You look so cute here!""Huh?" Kacchan finally finished pouring the green tea and looked to see what Izuku was talking about. "Yeah of course I kept it, that was an awesome day! Remember when we went onto that boat ride and you cried because I told you there would be crocodiles in the water? That was so fucking funny." Izuku frowned and gave a childish pout. "No it wasn't, that was mean, Kacchan." He tried and failed to keep a serious face and stuck his tongue out, making the blond laugh."Okay let's stop fooling around I'm fucking hungry. Let's go and eat."They took the food and went to the living room to place everything on the table. Izuku's mouth watered and he didn't realise how hungry he was until he took the first bite. Before he knew it he had already finished and looked in awe at Kacchan, who was just finishing his."Kacchan, that was amazing I didn't know you were such a good cook holy shit-" Katsuki choked and put his chopsticks down. He's never gonna get used to Izuku swearing. "Izuku, I appreciate the compliment but could you please not swear while we're eating?" "I mean you've finished sooo..." Izuku trailed off as Kacchan gave him a look as if to say are you being serious right now? Izuku decided to change the subject. He slowly leaned forward across the table to look at Kacchan, a cheeky grin appearing on his face."Did you just call me Izuku?" He asked, staring at the blond to see his reaction. It was Kacchan's turn to feel embarrassed. He felt his cheeks go red."Uh...yeah? So what?" He sat back and crossed his arms, clearly trying to look tough. Izuku wasn't falling for it. "Hm...I like it when you say it. It's better than Deku." Kacchan silently agreed but didn't want to admit it."Say it again." Huh? Since when does he give orders around here? Izuku looked at Kacchan expectantly, waiting. After a while, Kacchan gave in, unable to handle the tension any longer."I-Izuku..." Kacchan finally said, avoiding eye contact. God why am I finding this so embarassing? Izuku sat back down, crossing his arms and legs and looking very smug."See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"Kacchan let out a frustrated sigh and started clearing up the dishes. Izuku did the same and they made their way back to the kitchen. Katsuki went in front, desperate to hide the fact that he was, in fact, hard. What the hell have I gotten myself into this cute bastard is gonna be the death of me oh my fucking- "Hey Kacchan," Katsuki stopped to put the dishes in the sink and turned to Izuku. He was standing by the fridge, looking at the calendar, pretending like he was completely unaware of what he was doing to the poor blond a few seconds ago."Yeah what is it, nerd?""Your birthday's next Friday. Are you not doing anything?"Kacchan went quiet. He wasn't usually the type to throw huge parties. Usually he would just meet up with a few close friends to go for a quick drink. Despite his apparent wild and rash character, he liked to keep to himself and could only handle hanging out in smaller groups. Too many people meant too many conversations happening at the same time which he could never keep track of and every single time it got on his nerves. The most annoying thing was that he couldn't explain why he felt like that. He just did. "Um...no. Not really.""Oh. Would you like to do something, then? Just us together, or you could have your friends over? You said you've got the whole house to yourself for a week. You should make use of that, in my opinion."Kacchan raised an eyebrow and Izuku noticed that he was looking a little worried."What are you suggesting?" "I don't know. Like a house party or something?" Izuku replied.Kacchan suddenly felt his heart rate increase and his mouth went dry. He gripped the counter, his palms starting to sweat.He felt sick. He hated house parties. The noise, having to clean up afterwards. He remembered when Ashido threw a house party for her eighteenth and the place reeked of booze, puke and sweat afterwards. It was disgusting and it was the last thing Katsuki wanted for his birthday. He didn't mind the taste of alcohol, though, as it always made his throat feel warm and pleasant.But another thing that worried him was that he might get drunk. Everyone at Ashido's party expected him to be the aggressive type and were anticipating some sort of huge fight to break out. They were surprised, to say the least, when they witnessed Katsuki constantly giggling after doing shots with Denki and then giving Kirishima a lapdance shortly afterwards. It was a very embarrassing way of him finding out that he was a lightweight and from then on he avoided drinking at all costs.Everyone was slightly disappointed that they couldn't get to see giggly Katsuki again, but they didn't ask him about it. Despite being so aggressive and defensive when sober, he was still one of Class 1A's best students and cared a lot about his friends, even though he had strange ways of showing it. Because of that, he was greatly respected by his peers. Even Iida, who had slightly different, perhaps even safer methods of handling such issues admitted that he admired Bakugou's 'fiery desire to succeed in class as well as his determination to protect his friends.'Whenever his friends threw a house party, he would come along just to make sure no one got in trouble. He knew what it was like to find out from someone else that he did something embarassing and then not even remember it. But that was two years ago, and there was something enticing about having an excuse to show his softer, more affectionate side in front of people when he got drunk, especially now that he had the opportunity to celebrate with Izuku. "Hey." Kacchan was snapped out of his thoughts by Izuku gently placing his hand on his shoulder with concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?"Katsuki sighed. "Yeah.""You sure?"He hesitated, looking down."...yeah."Izuku's hand left his shoulder and he crossed his arms. He didn't believe him."Listen, you don't have to have a house party if you don't want to. No one's forcing you, heck you could have a fucking tea party and no one could say shit because it's your birthday, alright Kacchan?" Izuku gave him a reassuring smile and hugged him again.Katsuki laughed and leaned into the hug, nodding. God I'm so blessed to have this stupid nerd in my life.Izuku cupped Katsuki's face in his hands, their foreheads touching."So, what will it be then? Wanna throw a party?"Katsuki thought for a moment. He hadn't drank alcohol in ages and it would be nice to finally meet with everyone outside of class. Even if there were too many people he could go around and talk to everyone for a few minutes before settling with a smaller group. Maybe a house party wouldn't be such a bad idea this time. Especially when Izuku was with him."Yeah. Friday night. Should we invite the whole class?""Kacchan, that's up to you! But I don't see why not. Come on then, let's tell everyone in the group chat."Izuku grabbed Kacchan's hand and led him to the living room to sit on the sofa. Kacchan took out his phone and started texting.
BlastyBoi: Hey assholes. Party at mine, Friday 7:00
AlienQueen: yaassssss!!!!
RedRiot: will I get a lapdance again XD
BlastyBoi: STFU WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT
RedRiot: chill man I was joking. Can we bring drinks
AlienQueen: duhhhh wtf kind of question is that
RedRiot: I mean its bakubro we dont want him getting drunk again
AlienQueen: yes we do lol
BlastyBoi: shut upppp yes you can bring drinks what kind of party doesn't have fucking alcohol
RedRiot: XD ok well then get ready to get wasted bro
Katsuki groaned and tossed his phone on the sofa. He lay his head on Izuku's lap, and Izuku started combing his fingers through the blond's hair absentmindedly."Well?" He asked. "Everything good?"Kacchan couldn't help feeling slightly embarrassed and excited at the same time. A small smile appeared on his face as he started thinking about the party next week. "Yeah."
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As they were walking down the aisle, searching for some food and drinks to buy, Izuku saw the alcohol section."Hey, found it. What do you want to buy?"Katsuki narrowed his eyes and bit his lip as he studied the shelves, thinking. Whiskey? Fuck no. Definitely need beer though. He looked at Izuku, who was also looking at some vodka."Hey, nerd. You like vodka?" "Yeah, why?""Well go grab some then. Choose whatever you want.""Awesome! Could we get some Cola or Sprite to mix with the drinks? And maybe Fanta for Uraraka? She doesn't drink.""Sure, go ahead." Izuku went off, leaving Kacchan to think about what he wanted. He needed something mild if he was to drink and not get tipsy again.
Or maybe...if I purposefully got drunk...it's at my house. Izuku will be there. So will the Bakusquad.
He smiled at what he initially thought was a stupid name for their group, but he was fond of those idiots and in the end they decided to stick with it.
It's my party. I gotta enjoy myself and stop worrying so much. Everything will be fine.
Izuku came back with some Smirnoff and Żubrówka and placed it in the trolley. Katsuki sighed."Smirnoff? Don't you want to get something else?""It's really popular though. It will all be gone by the time everyone leaves, trust me."Katsuki nodded. Izuku seemed to know more about all this than he did, so he decided not to question him."Fair enough. What about the Zubrowka, though? I heard it's good but I haven't tried it yet.""Nor have I. Wanna try it when we get back to yours?""Can we wait until the party? We don't want to run out of it by the time it starts."
I want to spend the night getting drunk with you.
Izuku looped his arm around the blonde's waist and kissed his temple."Okay. Whatever you want, birthday boy."Kacchan rolled his eyes and lifted Izuku's hand off his hip to hold it. He grabbed hold of the trolley and started pushing it towards the next aisle. Izuku squeezed his hand to grab his attention. "Hold up. If it's your birthday, don't you want to get champagne?"Katsuki cringed. He didn't like champagne, never had and never will."Fuck no. I'm not a fan."That's a relief. Izuku wasn't either. He only drank champagne on special occasions with his family, and every time he was disappointed. Izuku let out a small breath. "That's good because I hate it."Katsuki chuckled. "I love how we're shopping for groceries talking about what drinks we like when we still haven't gone on a proper date.""You make it sound like that's a bad thing, Kacchan." Izuku hugged him from behind. "If you're that desperate to leave then let's get some snacks and get out of here."Katsuki tried to wriggle out of Izuku's arms but failed."Hey, dumbass let me go you little shit. You're acting like you're drunk already."Izuku giggled and reluctantly let go, walking in front so he could quickly scan the shelves and save time."Wait until you see me at the party, Kacchan! That'll be fun. You want Doritos?""Yeah, get like twenty or something."Kacchan started pushing the trolley, staring at the bottles and cans and losing himself in his thoughts yet again. Drunk Izuku...wonder what he's like. Is he a happy drunk? Aggressive? Pass out after a pint?He looked at the green-haired boy, who was currently looking at the different flavours.
No way would he ever get into a fight with anyone. Everybody would've been talking about it for weeks. Or maybe they would have even stopped him.
Suddenly he remembered what he wanted to ask Izuku."Hey, Deku."Izuku came back with some Pringles and Doritos."Yep?""You seem like you know a thing or two about parties, but I've never seen you at one." Izuku's eyes widened and his face turned an impossible shade of red...---"No fucking way!" Katsuki yelled over the phone at Mina, who was trying not to laugh hysterically."Yes way! We didn't want to tell you until now, because we thought you'd get pissed that your first kiss was with him, but since you're together and all I suppose it's about time you knew!'"But I don't even remember anything like that happening!""Of course you don't, hon, you were wasted as heck," Mina giggled."That's NOT funny!" He flung himself onto the bed and shoved his face into the pillow."Hm, it kinda is." The pink haired girl answered.He groaned. "Whatever. See you at seven, then.""See yaaaaa!"Katsuki ended the call and rolled over to stare at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and let the sunlight shining through the window warm his face. It was quiet and all he could hear was the ticking of the clock on the wall and Izuku coming up the stairs. He loved his friends, but sometimes they could be so childish and annoying. He was beginning to feel slightly anxious about the thought of the mess he'll have to clean up after everyone leaves.The door opened and Izuku came in. He walked across the room and knelt by Kacchan's bed. "Hey. Everything alright?" Izuku whispered. He opened his eyes and looked into Izuku's emerald ones. "Yeah...it's just...it's gonna be a long night. And I think we should probably talk about what happened when I kissed you that one time at Kirishima's. I'm...sorry about that. It must have been really awkward for you.""Well, it did take me by surprise...but I can't say I disliked it. I couldn't stop thinking about it for ages but I was scared of talking to you about it. I didn't know how you would react."As Izuku spoke, Katsuki was reminded of how cruel he was to Izuku until now and felt a lump in his throat as tears formed in his eyes. He sat up and wiped them off. He threw his arms around Izuku and brought him close. "I'm so sorry Izuku! I was such an asshole for all these years. This whole time I never thought about how this would affect you. How scared you would be of me..."Izuku may have forgiven him, but he sure as hell would never be able to forgive himself. "Kacchan." He turned to face Izuku, who was looking slightly confused. "You don't have to apologise, okay? You've made up for it through all the love and respect you've shown me over the past few days, and that's more than enough for me." Katsuki let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. He didn't know what to say.
I don't deserve him. He's too good for me.
Izuku seemed to understand and decided to change the subject. "Do you want take a quick nap before everyone arrives? We've got a long night ahead." "...okay. That's a good idea. Come here then."Izuku joined Kacchan and their foreheads touched."Kacchan?" "Hm?""I want tonight to be special for you, but first I need to know something. Would you like us to...you know...do it?" "Huh? What, fuck?"
How can he just say that so casually!?
"Um, well yeah. Like I said I want to make tonight special for you. But we don't have to if you don't want to! It's just a suggestion-""Listen."The blonde placed his hand on Izuku's chest and traced a finger down his abdomen. "I'm not gonna lie, it's very tempting. I've wanted this for so long, but I think we should wait a bit. We're both probably going to get a bit tipsy tonight and if we're gonna do it, I want to actually remember our first time.""Aww, that's kind of sweet, not gonna lie.That you want us to remember it." Izuku winked and planted a quick kiss on Kacchan's cheek. Kacchan blushed. "Yeah, whatever." "Come on then, let's get a bit of sleep."Both of them closed their eyes and slowly drifted off, their heartbeats and soft breaths in sync without them even knowing.
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Izuku was half asleep when he heard the doorbell ring and some people laughing outside. He reluctantly opened his eyes, sat up and squinted at the clock. 18:43 Rubbing his eyes he peered through the curtains to see Mina and Kirishima waving. He waved back and reached for his phone.Deku: hey guys! Doors open, give us a few minutes, he still needs to get ready :)
Red Riot: sure thing man, see ya soon :D
Alien Queen: ok hon no problem x
Izuku turned his attention to Katsuki, watching his chest rise and fall slowly before tapping him on the shoulder."Hey," he whispered, leaning closer to his ear. "Mina and Eijirou are here. Time to get up.""Mmf. Already? What time is it?""Quarter to seven. Come on, let's go." He kissed his cheek then took his hand and pulled him off the bed. Katsuki groaned but let himself get dragged along."They're actually early for once. Fucks sake. And I'm not even dressed. I look like fucking trash." Well. He wasn't wrong. As attractive as he was, not even he could pull off baggy trousers and a plain black tank top for his own party. There were holes in his socks and his hair was disheveled. He let go of Izuku's hand to rub his eyes and peered into the mirror. "I need to sort my hair out first." "It actually looks cute like that. You could get away with not doing it. I think." Izuku crossed his arms and shrugged. "But hey, it's up to you."Katsuki looked at him in the mirror. "You...think it's cute?""Yeah!" Izuku reached up to stroke the blond's hair. "It's so soft and silky. You could leave it like that, either way is good.""I don't know...still think it looks like shit." Katsuki turned his attention towards his hair again, trying to avoid Izuku's gaze in the mirror. Izuku watched Katsuki's reflection and saw a small smile appear on his face. He noticed Izuku watching and looked down to hide his expression, before Izuku could see him blush.
Why am I so easily embarrassed by him? Fuck this. Fuck him.
He pretended not to notice Izuku watching him fondly as he rummaged through his drawers, searching for his hair gel. He couldn't find it and eventually gave up. There was no saving it and he wasn't anywhere near ready. But as long as Izuku liked it then that was all that mattered."Whatever. Stupid hair. Hey, could you pass me that jacket on the chair? Let's see how it looks with the top I have on now." The jacket was a simple black leather one, with silver studs on the shoulders and pockets. Izuku watched him put it on. Nice. We still need to sort out the lower half, though. Izuku thought for a moment, wondering how on earth they were going to do that."Kacchan?""Hm?""No offence but you look like you're wearing a sack of potatoes on your butt. Don't you have...I don't know, skinny jeans or something?" "What, you actually thought I was going to wear these?" He scoffed. "I only wear them at home. I'm offended." He went over to his wardrobe and opened it. He pulled out some black ripped jeans from one of the drawers and showed them to Izuku. "What do you think?" "Yeah, those are perfect! Do you have eyeliner?" "By my desk. Bottom right drawer. I wanted to go to the pool later, though so maybe that's not a good idea.""Hey, I never said you have to wear it. Just a suggestion.""Yeah, but...I wanna look good as well. Dunno." Katsuki scratched the back of his head and stared in the mirror. He watched as Izuku leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek and laced their fingers together."I've said this before and I'll say it again. You're cute as heck and I think that you're perfect, okay?"Katsuki groaned and shook off Izuku's hand with mock disgust. "Alright Deku, enough of that gross lovey dovey shit. Let's get ready.""Okay, okay. Jeez. Put on the jeans and I'll do your eyeliner. If you want." "You sure? I've never seen you wear it." "Oh, I've worn it a few times. I'm just too lazy to do it before lectures. Uraraka lets me do her makeup before we go out, though. It's fun!"At that moment, Katsuki realised how much he had missed out on in Izuku's life. They lived so close to each other, yet for over a decade he had treated Izuku like a complete stranger. He still had much to learn about Izuku's friends, his social life, interests...what had changed? What has stayed the same? He didn't know. Despite all this, Izuku was still the genuine, kind-hearted person that Katsuki fell in love with when they were kids. He was ready to forgive and welcome his Kacchan back into his life, and that was more than Katsuki could ever ask for.They had discussed this before. Izuku wasn't the type to hold grudges. All that he asked of Katsuki was to forgive himself and not dwell on his mistakes. To show his love in all the ways he couldn't do before...He felt a hand on his shoulder which shook him out of his thoughts. He had been over thinking. Again. "Kacchan. Do you want me to do it?" "Huh?""Your makeup, Kacchan. Should I do it?" "Uh...yeah. Sure. We'll see how good you really are then. Nerd." He gave what he hoped was a convincing smirk to not make Izuku worry and to forget those thoughts. Those feelings of guilt and shame were almost daily occurences. Izuku was aware of this and could easily tell, but he chose not to comment. He knew that dwelling on it would only make things worse for Kacchan. What he needed was a distraction, so Izuku smiled at him and stooped down to open the drawer.His jaw dropped at the amount of makeup Katsuki had managed to fit in there. Numerous eyeshadow palettes, contour sets and brushes were arranged neatly on top of each other according to colour and size, but most were nude. He spotted a rainbow and glitter one at the bottom which surprised him.
Hm. Didn't take him for a guy who likes glitter. What other surprises does he...oh, there it is.
There was a separate box packed with eyeliners and lipsticks at the back. He could only recognise a few of the brands. He took out the liquid eyeliner he was most familiar with, along with the rainbow palette and waved it in front of Katsuki teasingly as he was trying to put on his jeans. "Heyyy, Kacchan, what's this? Never knew you liked glittery rainbows." Izuku gave a cheeky grin as Katsuki sputtered and tried to snatch it from him, almost tripping over the hems of his jeans as he jumped around. Izuku stepped away from him, laughing and watching as Katsuki tried -and failed- to catch him."Watch it, Deku! Mina bought it for me for Pride." He regained his balance before continuing. "She went with the others last year and asked if I wanted to come along. I came out a few days before that, so she bought it as a sort of coming out present. It's my favourite one, so be careful with it! If you like it that much, I'll let you try it out later." "Really?!""Yes, really. Now just...shut up for a sec." He huffed and sat down on the bed, trying to pull on the jeans. The last time he had worn them was before he had started going to the gym. Now that he had gained some muscle, putting them on was a bit of a challenge. "These are a bit tight...hey, maybe we should go shop for clothes sometime. What do you think?" Izuku brought the rest of the makeup over to the bed. "Sure. We'll talk about it with the others later.""Actually, I was thinking...uh. Nevermind.""No, go on.""It's nothing. I mean... I wanted it to be just us." He rubbed the back of his neck and glanced at Izuku, who nodded. "Okay," he answered, "but I would like it if all our friends could hang out at some point as well. Other than the party, I mean." Izuku opened one of the palettes and joined him on the bed. "I'd love to get to know yours more, you know? Preferably when they're sober." Katsuki laughed. "I'll keep that in mind. Would next week be alright?""Sure!" Izuku placed the palette on Katsuki's bedside table and took out the brushes. "Alright, make yourself comfortable. Wait, maybe take off the jacket first. Give it here." Katsuki handed it to him and sat on the bed, watching Izuku put it back on the chair. He shifted until he was sitting against the headboard. "Hold up," he hesitated. "Are you sure you want to do this on the bed?"Izuku turned towards him. "Yeah, why not?" "Well, I thought a chair would be better. But whatever floats your boat, I guess."Izuku grinned and went over to the bed. He leaned forward and crossed his arms. "Okay, so...are we only doing your eyes?" He lifted Katsukis hair from his forehead then tucked some of it behind his ear. He observed the rest of his face. "Your skin seems fine, so I don't think we need to do your whole face. And it would take a while to do it anyway. If we have time I'll add some highlighter." Katsuki thought for a moment. It was his birthday, so of course he wanted to look nice. He could swim in the pool another time. It's not like it was going anywhere.
Who cares. Let's have some fun.
"Can you do my eyes and lips?""Sure!" Izuku beamed and started opening the things he had picked out. "Alright, let's get sta- wait, hold on. Almost forgot. Close your eyes for a sec."He closed his eyes and Izuku wiped his eye with his thumb."Hm? What was it?""Oh, nothing. Your eyes. You got some eye boogers. Got any wipes?" "Uh, yeah. Hold on, I got it. Gimme a few minutes." Katsuki went to the bathroom to wash his face and came back with some makeup wipes. He handed them to Izuku and sat back down. Izuku wiped his hands and joined him on the bed, swinging one leg over his thighs to straddle him and get ready to work."Deku...the hell you doing?""...your makeup?""Not that! You know what I'm talking about. You can't just...I don't know." He paused. "It was just very sudden.""Ah, okay. Sorry, I thought you wouldn't mind. If you don't like it I can try-""No. Stay." Katsuki awkwardly raised his hands, not quite sure where to put them at first. Eventually he decided to rest them on Izuku's hips. This surprised Izuku, but the warm weight of Katsuki's hands was so gentle and comforting that he couldn't care less at that point. He wanted nothing more than to cuddle with him, but that could wait. He picked up the lipstick and cupped Katsuki's face with his hand. He never took much notice of Katsuki's skin before, but as his fingertips started roaming across his cheek, he couldn't help but admire how smooth it was.
He's beautiful.
Katsuki watched Izuku's face as he started to apply the lipstick. His tongue was poking out slightly, the way it always did in lectures when he was taking notes and trying to concentrate.
He looks cute without even trying. Shit head.
"Stupid Deku.""Wha-? I didn't even say anything!" "I know.""Um...okay?" Izuku rolled his eyes and scoffed. Katsuki decided to slowly tilt his head back agaist the wall, then closed his eyes."Kacchan! Stop moving so suddenly!" "Fuckin' hell Deku, calm down. It's no big deal. We have the wipes.""Alright, just stop...I need to concentrate. Good thing I wasn't doing the eyeliner yet. Silly Kacchan..." Katsuki chuckled and then Izuku sighed again. He paused and it went quiet for a minute as he studied Katsuki's face. The blond kept his eyes closed and listened, waiting.It was a while before he heard or felt Izuku move again. Instead of brushes on his skin though, he felt a soft and warm pressure on his lips and a gentle tug on his hair. Izuku gave him a kiss that was far too quick for Katsuki's liking."You know, Kacchan..." he whispered, "you're very pretty. You sure we need to do your makeup? It's not like you need it..." He pulled away, stroking Katsuki's cheek and then his hair again. "Fuck, Deku...""Hm? You liked that, Kacchan?""The fuck you think, stupid? Stop being a flirt and get on with it." "Mhm...sure." Izuku put down the lipstick and picked up the wipes, this time gently biting and licking Katsuki's bottom lip. He shifted forward to make himself more comfortable, his crotch dangerously close to Katsuki's own. The blond shivered, trying not to groan. He heard Izuku hum before he started to wipe his lip, as if nothing had happened. "What are you doin-"Izuku put his index finger on Katsuki's lips and leaned forward. He could now feel his breath on his lips and when he opened his eyes he could see that his pupils had dilated. "Shh," Izuku whispered. "You already ruined the lipstick by talking and now I have to start over. So keep quiet for me, okay?" Katsuki took a deep breath to suppress a moan then nodded without a word."Good boy." Izuku dragged his thumb along Katsuki's bottom lip and picked up from where he had left off. He closed his eyes once again. Now this, this was exactly what pissed him off. Deku purposefully teasing him and ignoring the effect he was having on his poor Kacchan. In the blink of an eye, he could switch from (as his friends called him) a 'cinnamon roll' to the kinky bastard that was in front of him now (a sinammon roll?). He mentally slapped himself for the terrible pun before he could laugh and put Izuku off again.Izuku, who was sitting in front - no, on him, doing his makeup and somehow making it hot as hell. Only he could see Deku like this. It was as exciting as it was frustrating, because he knew no one would believe that Izuku Midoriya could behave like this. He hated it. But he loved it even more.
What a fucking tease.
Does he know I like this sort of thing? Who am I kidding, of course he does. Probably keeps a notebook and shit. I'm not letting him off so easily.
No fucking way.
"Deku. Put down the brushes." He heard the makeup palettes click shut and then land on the duvet with a dull thump."What is it? Did I do something wrong, Kacchan?" Katsuki opened his eyes and looked down at Izuku, who had placed his hands on his chest and was staring at him with those big innocent eyes.
Nope, not falling for it. Not this time.
"Yeah. Yeah, you did. Stand up." Izuku obeyed him. It was clear that he knew where this was going. That was one of the many things Katsuki loved about their relationship. Izuku may get flustered easily in front of other people, but they were completely unaware of the Deku that only Katsuki was allowed to see. Although it didn't seem like it to other people, he was no stranger to teasing and flirting. If one of them started displaying suggestive behaviour, the other would quickly catch on and play along. He got off the bed and took a step back. "Take off your shirt. Jeans as well." Katsuki patted his legs. "And sit back down." Izuku chewed his lip and did as he was told, never taking his eyes off the blond. They had made out a dozen times before, but never topless. As he stood there, he instinctively crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the floor. He felt too exposed and nervous but Katsuki sensed his discomfort right away. "Hey...you okay?" He asked gently with a hint of worry in his voice. He began to move off the bed. Shit. Did I go too far? This is too sudden. God, I'm stupid-"Yeah, it's just...this is new to me. I've never undressed myself in front of someone like this." Izuku stuttered and started trembling slightly.
Oh.
Katsuki sat back down. "Well...if you don't like it you can put your clothes back on. It's fine." As much as he wanted to see Izuku, it wouldn't be enjoyable for either of them if one person was not comfortable with it. "N-No! I'm okay with it. Just... give me a second." A moment passed before he gave Katsuki a more genuine confident smile. He was still a bit shy, but he was getting there. Adorable. Izuku stood up straight this time and raked his hand through his dark curls."Like what you see?" Fuck yeah. But he still needed to work on his confidence. Despite Izuku's awkwardness, Katsuki still felt his cheeks go red, and for a moment he forgot how to breathe. Izuku was always smaller and skinnier than most of the other guys in their class. Hell, even half the girls were taller than him. That hadn't changed. Even at twenty one, he was still one of the smallest guys on their course, but at that point no one questioned it. What had changed, though, was the amount of muscle he had gained over the summer. His shoulders were more broad, arms and torso toned. Not yet like Shitty Hair or Glasses, but he was getting there. Katsuki noticed earlier that Izuku had changed when he saw that the nerd's face had lost its childish roundness and he finally started looking his age. Yet he still wore clothes that hid his build. Katsuki didn't understand it.
I am the first one to see him like this.
Katsuki put his head into his hands and fell back onto the bed again, still trying to comprehend how lucky he was to have the man before him as his boyfriend."...Kacchan?""God. Damn. Deku just...just get your ass over here." He shuffled backwards until he was sitting with his back to the headboard again. "R-Right!" Izuku stepped forward and straddled Katsuki's thighs once again. Neither of them knew what they were doing, but they had to start somewhere, right?"So." Katsuki put his hands back on Izuku's hips and ran his hands up and down his sides in what he hoped was a comforting motion. "Care to explain why you've been hiding all this from me?" "Huh?""You know what I'm talking about. You look different from last year. You were skinny as hell. Even more than I was.""Well, yeah. I was quite insecure about how small I was. I wanted to change that. Do I...look better?""Well...yeah. I mean I liked you anyway, but you've done a great job. You've got full marks, nerd." Izuku laughed and Katsuki hugged him closer. He kissed him on his forehead and they both smiled. Before they could get carried away Izuku remembered what he wanted to do and wriggled out of Katsuki's arms.
It's his birthday.
Today is about him, not me.
I want to make him feel good.
He shifted closer and put his arms around Katsuki's neck then looked up into his eyes. He saw a flash of excitement in them, which also made his heart beat faster. It must have shown on his face because Katsuki now had a devilish grin on his.Even though they haven't had sex yet, Izuku knew that Katsuki was the rough type. It didn't take a genius to figure that out. But Kacchan wouldn't purposefully hurt him of course. Not unless he specifically asked for it. And definitely not after all the years of pain that he caused. He was still trying to make it up to Izuku, even though Izuku had forgiven him countless times already. Katsuki still couldn't help but feel guilty.The blonde looked into the smaller male's eyes and saw how they were filled with so much love and trust. That alone made his heart flutter. He almost forgot what they were doing until he saw Izuku's lips moving."...huh?"Izuku laughed and held the back of Katsuki's head as he touched their foreheads together. "I said, what did I do, Kacchan?"It took a moment for Katsuki to snap out of it, but once he got back into character it was then his turn to lean forward."You know exactly what you did, baby. Don't play games with me, or you might just regret it." He had no idea what he was doing, but it seemed that Izuku was enjoying it, so he continued. He slid his hands down Izuku's waist and grabbed his ass as he licked a small line up his neck. Izuku squeaked and jumped, both at the action and the pet name. Katsuki then grabbed Izuku's waist again and started rubbing small circles into it with his thumbs. He noticed patterns on them and looked past Izuku's shoulder at the mirror. His whole back was covered in tattoos. Fuck. Holy. Shit. Okay, keep calm, dammit! He had to try his best not to sound too surprised. It was hard enough trying to keep himself together when he had a literal angel sitting in his lap. He traced his fingers down Izuku's spine and brought his lips closer to Izuku's ear."What's this, Deku?" He whispered. "Didn't know you like tattoos." He gently bit Izuku's shoulder and dug his nails into his hips until they left deep red crescents on the skin, but not yet hard enough to make them bleed. "Well, Kacchan, I'm- ah!- full of surprises," Izuku gasped and gripped the blond's hair in response. Katsuki looked down and saw the angry red marks, happy with his work so far."You sure are, baby. We're learning a lot about each other today, aren't we?" He continued to bite him, softly nipping his collarbone, leaving gentle kisses and progressively digging his nails deeper into Izuku's soft skin. Katsuki's gaze roamed over Izuku's neck.
Those will bruise nicely.
"Nghh!" Izuku let out a series of soft moans which went straight to Katsuki's crotch.
This guy is going to be the death of me.
"This okay?" Katsuki murmured, pausing to check how Izuku was doing."Yes," Izuku sighed. "Kacchan, I need...!""Yes?""More...I need more!" He sounded like he was on the verge of tears, yet Katsuki had barely done anything.Izuku's grip on the blond's hair tightened and he tried to shift closer, if that was even possible. Before Katsuki could tease him any further, they heard a door open downstairs and someone calling them."Bakugou! Izuku! Everything alright up there?" Mina shouted. "Its been over half an hour!" Katsuki looked at the clock.
19:23
"Fuck."He looked back at Izuku. His cheeks were flushed and he tried to quieten his moans with his hand, which Katsuki pulled away."Go on, Deku. Aren't you going to answer?"Izuku kept his gaze fixed on Kacchan's, his eyes filled with fury and embarrassment when all he wanted was Kacchan. Katsuki loved it. It was the perfect revenge for his teasing. Izuku took a deep breath."We're fine, Ashido!" He shouted. "Give us a-ah! Few more minutes!" He hissed as Katsuki bit between his shoulder and neck."If you say so! We will be waiting in the back!" "Okayy!" Izuku could only pray that Ashido couldn't tell by his voice what was going on. He heard the door close and managed a quick sigh before Katsuki grabbed his hair and pulled it back, making him shout again."A-ah! Kacchan! That hurts!"Izuku gripped Katsuki's shoulders and dug his nails into them. He whined and when Katsuki glanced back at his face he saw that he had closed his eyes. His lips were parted and his head was tilted to the side, exposing his neck, expecting more. For a second he was worried that he had really hurt him, but it became clear that Izuku was enjoying it.Katsuki loosened his grip and Izuku leaned his head on his shoulder, sighing deeply. Izuku started to grind his hips against Kacchan's, desperate for some friction. It wasn't long before Katsuki felt something hard press against his groin. He looked down and felt immense pride. His work here was done.He gripped the back of Izuku's thighs and lifted him up, the smaller male still clinging to him."Kacchan, what are you-?""That's all for now." Katsuki sat him back down on the bed and stood up, watching the small nerd kneel on it."Whaa-!?" "That's what you get for teasing me.""Aww, come on, Kacchan!" Izuku moaned. Katsuki was half-tempted to give in to that moan again, but instead he bent down and cupped Izuku's jaw. "If you want me then you need to stop teasing me like that. You can start off by finishing the makeup. If I like it, then I'll reward you later. But if I don't, well...you won't get anything." He let go of Izuku's face to sit back in his chair. "Well, go on then. Let's not keep them waiting."Izuku picked up the brushes once again. His chest was covered in red marks, his whole body was trembling and yet he still wanted more. This was all so new to him. They had made a promise to each other that their first time will be some time after the party when they're sober, but Izuku wasn't sure how long he would last at this rate."You're so mean, Kacchan..."
It hurt so much, but it felt so good!
Is that weird?
"K-Kacchan, I-" Izuku cut off, his voice so wobbly that he was unable to finish his sentence. He knew Katsuki would understand and play along, but he didn't expect him to go this far. It was unreal. Katsuki's eyes softened and he leaned forward, stroking Izuku's face."Hey, Izuku..." he started to look apologetic and joined him on the bed. He wrapped his arms around the smaller male to bring him in closer for a hug and started rubbing his back until he could feel Izuku's breaths begin to slow."Breathe...that's it...it's okay. I'm sorry, babe...was that too much? I'll be more gentle next time."Izuku shook his head and gave him a tight hug."No...it was perfect. If it wasn't, I would've told you. I'm fine, Kacchan. I promise. I wanted to make you feel good, though." Katsuki let out a soft sigh of relief and kissed Izuku's forehead. "Deku, you idiot. I loved it. But next time I want you to be honest with me. If you're not comfortable with something then tell me. Don't worry about having to impress me. If you're happy then I'm happy. Understood?""Yes, Kacchan.""Good." Katsuki started to play with Izuku's curls and kissed them. "Should I finish the makeup by myself or do you still want to do it?" Izuku shook his head. "No, I want to finish it." ---------The gentle movement of the brushes was so swift and soft, that he swore he almost dozed off. Applying your own makeup was already a unique experience, but having someone else do it was like heaven on earth. When Izuku did it, it felt foreign. He didn't know where or when the next brushstroke would be. Almost like getting tickled, but more pleasant.After a while, Izuku stopped."Okay, finished!" Katsuki opened his eyes and Izuku stood up to let him have a closer look in the mirror. "Well, what do you think?"Katsuki stared at his reflection in disbelief. It always took him ages to get his eyebrows and eyeliner to be symmetrical, yet Izuku had managed to do it in less than twenty minutes. His eyeshadow was a perfect blend of gold and burgundy. The highlights were blended smoothly, his eyebrows were on point and Izuku had chosen Katsuki's (favourite) matte crimson lipstick to finish it all off. "Izuku..." Katsuki couldn't stop staring at his reflection, enamoured by his boyfriend's skills. "I love it!" He turned his face to Izuku to kiss him, but was stopped by Izuku's finger on his lips. He looked at him, confused, but Izuku simply smiled back."Makeup. We don't want it getting everywhere, do we? Here," Izuku took hold of Katsuki's hand and kissed his fingers. "You can kiss me back later." Katsuki blushed and hugged him, taking care not to rub his cheek against Izuku's hair. "Thank you so much. You really surprised me. I'm impressed.""It's nothing, seriously! I told you I love to practice whenever I can. Now...can you do mine?"