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“Which is why I was totally right! Or I should’ve been… I wonder if it would’ve made a difference if…” Deku trails off. Katsuki shakes his head fondly as Deku’s indignant speech- about something that happened during class- dissolves into incoherent mumbling.
The two of them are sprawled out on the common room couch, which is empty since there were only a few people who got back early from classes. Deku rambles about whatever pops into his head while Katsuki looks for a good restaurant nearby to take him to on their next date. They’re still students, so it’s not like they can exactly go someplace super high-end. But Katsuki wants to make this date a little more special, and figures Deku would appreciate the effort anyways. He supposes he’d be willing to put up with the embarrassment if it’d mean Deku would enjoy himself, the little shit.
Wait-
When the fuck did I turn into such a sap?
Deku’s back to rambling, having resolved whatever he had been going on about. The conversation had turned into a monologue a while ago, so Katsuki occupies himself by scrolling on the internet for ideas. He huffs and nods when Deku pauses to check if he’s paying attention. Apparently the issue right with Deku right now has something to do with a debate between him and Pikachu about...
“Right, Kacchan?”
Oops.
“Right. Absolutely,” he drawls, attempting to play it off but avoids looking him in the eye anyway.
Deku looks up from his current position, draped across his lap while hanging sideways off one edge upside down. He pops a piece of chocolate into his mouth from a bowl on the coffee table and furrows his brow in confusion.
“So… you do think Kaminari was right earlier when he argued that ‘hippopotamus’ should be ‘hippopota mi ’ when you’re talking about multiple hippopotamuses?”
Katsuki hums in agreement, forgetting to pay attention again as he scrolls past another nice looking restaurant.
Damn, this place actually doesn’t look too bad. Plus it’s not completely out of our budget. I think Shitty Hair mentioned this one befo-
Something hits him square between the eyes.
Katsuki looks up at Deku incredulously. The little shit is snickering and holding the bowl of candied chocolate, another piece waiting in his grasp, aimed in his direction. “Did you just-”
Another piece of chocolate flies through the air to smack him in the forehead.
Deku doesn’t even bother to suppress his laughter at the face Katsuki makes.
Katsuki shoves at Deku’s legs, making him cackle as Katsuki scowls at him, unimpressed.
Deku pouts. “Kacchaaan, why aren’t you paying attention to me? What’s up?”
“Nothing- I just-”
“Whatcha lookin’ at?”
That’s when Katsuki’s phone is plucked right out of his hand.
“WAIT, DE-”
“Ooh, I’ve heard of this one!” Deku scrolls through the description and his eyes sparkle in recognition. “Ocha said her and some of the girls went there a little while ago and it was pretty nice. But why-”
Katsuki snatches his phone back, flushed pink to the tips of his ears. “It’s nothing. I’m… ugh,” he groans, dragging a hand over his face. Deku frowns, confused.
“Okay, fine. I’m… looking for a restaurant to take you to on our next date,” Katsuki admits quietly, trailing off as he sees Deku’s forlorn expression slowly change into a blinding grin. Ah shit, he’s gonna turn this into a thing.
“Kacchan, you’re so cute,” Deku laughs as he throws his arms around Katsuki’s neck. Katsuki hides his face in the crook of Deku’s shoulder as the green-haired boy continues to tease him, “Who knew you’d turn out to be so soft?”
Katsuki’s head snaps up at that. “Oi- I’m not fuckin’ soft. And I’m hot, not cute.”
“Nope, I don’t think so! I wanna brag to everyone that my hot-headed, badass boyfriend is actually a hopeless romantic. But nobody would believe me,” Deku pouts, snuggling back against him.
“Good,” Katsuki scoffs, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. Though he can’t help but preen at the compliment. He decides to let the ‘cute’ comment slide. For now.
Deku leans back to glance at him mischievously. “Buuut, I’m sure they’d join me in making fun of you if they ever- somehow- found out!”
Katsuki growls, smirking playfully at his boyfriend’s antics, “Oh yeah? You wouldn’t even make it that far, because I know your greatest weakness.”
Deku’s eyes widen in alarm and he tenses as he realizes how vulnerable his current position is.
“Wait Kacch- AH!”
Katsuki grins evilly as he cuts Deku off by immediately poking his fingers into Deku’s ribs, making him jolt and shriek in surprise. He flips them over so that Deku is pinned beneath him on the couch, unable to catch his breath as Katsuki continues exploiting his most ticklish spots.
“NO- KACCHAN STOP- I’M SORRY I WON’T SAY ANYTHING,” Deku shouts in between peels of laughter.
Katsuki decides to have mercy on Deku as he eases off of him, “Damn right you won’t.” That is until Deku, being the little shit he is, only grins, flips them both over, and has him pinned faster than Katsuki can process.
“WH- OI-“ Katsuki struggles in his hold, “Now you’ve done it. This means war.”
Deku squeals in surprise as Katsuki uses his legs to hoist himself over and on top of him. Suddenly their tickle war turns into a faux-wrestling match on the common room floor as they both struggle to get the upper hand. Katsuki pokes at Deku’s ribs and stomach every chance he gets, making the smaller boy laugh and attempt to wriggle away.
Soon enough they end up side by side, panting and smiling at the other. Green eyes sparkling with laughter meet deep red, and Katsuki feels like he could burst as his heart swells. He reaches up to cup his boyfriend’s face, stroking a thumb over delicately dotted cheeks. Deku’s eyes flutter shut at the attention and he sneaks under Katsuki’s arm to rest on his chest. He enjoys feeling the way the blond’s heart speeds up under his ear and Deku smiles to himself.
Katsuki rubs circles into the space between the boy's shoulder blades in a one-handed massage, causing any tension to melt away. He feels Deku’s breathing slowly even out and is surprised to find the smaller boy asleep. He wants to curl up on the carpet and stay there, but he knows they should go up to their rooms before people start entering the dorm. Katsuki sighs and carefully picks him up and carries him to his room, hoping they don’t pass by any of the extras on the way there.