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Keigo peeks through his fingers to see blue eyes, white hair with black tips, and he squeaks at his smirk, covering his face again.
“Pfffft, hahaha! Dude, du-dude! Keigo’s never like this, holy shit!” Hitoshi loses it, he falls this time, giggling too hard to focus.
“Fuck is this, Mr. Charismatic? You can’t look at him when he’s talkin’ to you?” asks Katsuki through his own chuckles.
“Hey, fuck off! You two were no fuckin’ better! Katsuki was a dick to greenbean, and you don’t even know Red’s name. I may have swallowed my tongue, but I ain’t the only one assholes!” squawks Keigo as he sits up and glowers at the two idiots.
“Hey, man! I got a damn name at least!” huffs Katsuki as he grumbles.
“Screw you, Kei, I got a hug!” pouts Hitoshi as he pushes himself back into a standing position.
“Yeah, but he gets a number. Pretty name there, Keigo. Mind if I see your phone?” asks the man with a deep, gravelly voice that makes Keigo shiver.
“Well damn. I can understand why you were speechless, fucker’s voice is like sin.” says Katsuki in an approving tone.
“Nice voice, definitely onto something, Kei.” teases Hitoshi with a cheeky wink at his brother.
“Oh fuck off you two.” grumbles Keigo as he snaps out of his drooling, wiping at his face while he pulls his phone from his jeans. “I’d like to even things up, so can I get your name?”
“It’s-” He starts to speak, those blue eyes locked on Keigo’s as he crouches down.
“Touya? Hey, whatcha doin’ here?”
Katsuki’s head whips around to see Izuku jogging towards them, and his jaw drops.
“Oh, hey squirt! I was comin’ to look for a gift for Sho, gonna bring him in two days to pick ‘em up.” replies Touya, a soft smile on his lips as he adjusts to look at Izuku easier. “What are you… and Eijirou doing here?”
“We met by accident. I was heading to see ‘Chako and Iida’s new house, but I got lost and met Kacchan over there. Met Eiji at the festival since we both got directions to it.” replies Izuku as the redhead, Eijirou, reaches them.
“Mina wanted perfume that’s sold at the festival, so I got lost and saved by the one running this thing.” says Eijirou happily.
“Cute, you three know each other. I’d really like that number, Touya.” says Keigo as he taps Touya’s knee with his phone, a nervous smile in place.
Katsuki looks from Keigo and Touya to Hitoshi… Only to find Hitsohi staring all bug-eyed at Eijirou.
“Fucking hell.” mutters Katsuki as he facepalms.
That was a mistake.
“Speaking of the ‘person running this thing,’ Kacchan, I have a question for you!” exclaims Izuku in a sickly-sweet tone, bringing Katsuki’s attention to him as he passes the flirting pair.
“And that question is what, Deku?” asks Katsuki as he arches a brow, crossing his arms over his chest to distract from the nerves slightly shaking his voice.
“Did you flirt with Eiji like you did with me? ‘Cause as far as I knew, you were the one running this little business.” replies Izuku lowly once he’s standing in front of him, green eyes wide with hurt.
“Hell no! Look, Red’s alright, but that’s Toshi’s type personified.” says Katsuki instantly, hands out in his panic as he quickly tries to clear the confusion.
“Hey, fuck you!” snaps Hitoshi from off to the side, face red.
“Now, I think I like what I’m hearing, actually. Why don’t you tell me more while Izu talks to your friend.” offers Eijirou as he steps up to Hitoshi with an obvious look of interest.
“You wanna continue now that those two idiots are as distracted as the other two?” asks Izuku with an innocent tone that clashes with the soft smirk he’s wearing.
“You are such a little shit,” says Katsuki in an accusing tone as he grins wildly. “Alright, Izuku, I'll answer your question, but I’m also going to point out that you came back to me, no matter the reason.”
Katsuki steps forward, lessening the space between them as Izuku sputters, face painting a beautiful red.
“Izuberry, this little business belongs to the three of us. We call it ‘The Big Three’ because we’re a trio with some big products to sell. We’re usually together when we sell, but those two were needed in town. And I only flirted with you, darlin’.” finishes Katsuki as he leans forward to barely invade this adorable man’s space just a touch more.
“Hmm, alright Kats, I’ll believe you. Only because I read your sign, and your parents made comments that make sense now. So, can I get your number?” asks Izuku through his embarrassment as he pulls his phone out and holds it between them.
“Hell yeah you can. As long as you use it to message me about our first date.” replies Katsuki with a wink as he takes the offered, unlocked, phone.
“Pretty sure that’s our plan. Me and Eiji for sure talked about it at the square. But fair warning, I'm a rambler, even over text.” says Izuku sheepishly though his grin is bright.
“Hmm… Good. Let me know when you get home, Izuberry.” says Katsuki softly as he hands the phone back.
“I will, Kacchan!” exclaims Izuku as he slips his phone into his pocket, blinding grin in place until he turns away from him. “Eiji, Touya, we gotta get home, or we’ll miss Sho’s party.”
Katsuki chances a look at the idiot brothers, and he lets a small smile escape at what he sees. Keigo is giggling against Touya’s chest as Touya pouts at Izuku, though their hair is messier than before, so Katsuki can wager a guess that they were kissing. Hitoshi is wrapped in another hug with a put-out Eijirou who is absolutely shooting daggers at Izuku.
“Toshi, Kei, you know we gotta go to dinner. Don’t make your crushes miss the birthday party.” says Katsuki as he lays out the reminder that no one wants to hear.
“Such an ass.” huffs Keigo as he pulls away from Touya, letting him pull him up.
“Katsuki! Did you have to remind me?” whines Hitoshi as he pulls out of the hug.
“You know I don’t want him to go either, but we have our own obligatory appearances to make. Use the numbers you’ve been given, and maybe we’ll get through this dinner intact.” replies Katsuki grumpily because they got physical contact, but he’s at least relieved that a date is on the table.
“Move it you two, Sho’s gonna kill us.” instructs Izuku as he moves and grabs Touya and Eijirou by their arms. “Bye Kacchan and company!”
Katsuki wants to sulk, but they have things to pack up and a dinner to deal with. As he looks at his friends, his eyes roll at their pouts.
“I’ll pack up. You two go on. I’ll see you at the barn.” offers Katsuki as engines roar to life.
“Thank you, Katuski!” exclaims Hitsohi as he waves towards the road before jogging to the four wheeler.
“Thanks kid, I’ll handle the parents.” replies Keigo as he grabs the dirtbike and pulls out his phone.
“Get going you two, or you’re not going to get through the teasing before dinner. The hag is already on my ass in her messages. I don’t need to be dragged into her pushiness with your asses.” grumbles Katsuki as he hops onto the truck bed, sitting so he can watch the idiots leave.
He watches them disappear, then he groans and pulls out his phone to text his ma one simple message.
Katsuki: He has my number, Keigo has blue eyes (potentially gave it to blue eyes too.), and I think Red and Hitoshi swapped numbers too. Stop blowing up my fucking phone. And no bullshit during dinner, or I won’t feed into your need for gossip.
He’s just turning to bag up the last of what’s left when there’s a honk. Katsuki almost turns to see who’s honking at an empty road, but he needs to hurry back for dinner.
“Kacchan!”
Katsuki turns back around, bags in hand as Izuku is running towards him, and he’s frozen with wide eyes. Izuku reaches the truck, smiling, and Katsuki melts at the sight.
“Touya forgot he was gonna buy what was left, and I forgot something too. So, how much does he owe for what’s left?” asks Izuku shyly as he pulls out a red and yellow wallet.
“It’s fifteen for what’s left. But what’d you forget?” asks Katsuki as he sets the bags in one of the extra boxes he’d packed for when buyers needed something safe for their items to stay protected in the car, if they wanted to use it.
“That can wait a moment… Uhm… here!” says Izuku as he holds out the money, trading it for the box that he carefully sits at his feet.
Katsuki stretches back for the money box as Izuku stands between his legs, and he sets the money in it, quickly tallying the product sold. When he shuts the box, Izuku gingerly takes it from him to set it on the tailgate.
“You gonna tell me what you forgot now, Izuberry?” asks Katsuki in a low voice as Izuku’s hands rest on his knees.
“Nah.” replies Izuku cheekily as he leans up some, closing in on Katsuki’s height advantage.
Katsuki goes to speak as Izuku lifts a hand to hold his face, lightly turning his head, and he chokes on a breath when soft, yet slightly chapped lips brush against his cheek.
Izuku pulls back, turning Katsuki’s face to look directly in his eyes as he says, “You’ll get a real kiss on our first date, but I really wanted to leave you with something to think about until then… Bye Katsuki.”
Izuku leaves him there, struck by the awe and adoration he feels for the green-haired man.
Who knew directions could lead to something so sweet?