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Last night had been something neither teen would be forgetting anytime soon. It was the farthest they had ever gone with one another in terms of the physical side of their relationship, and even with their original hesitancy and nervousness, they shared a beautiful night with one another. They did have to leave their perfect sanctuary they had built under the covers together eventually, however, meaning that they had to pull themselves out of bed in the morning to attend classes the next day, something neither teen had any interest in doing.
Once the end of their first class finally rolled around, however, and it was time for them to go down to training, Katsuki made his way over to Eijirou’s desk before any of their friends could. “You can hold my hand on the way to the locker room if you want.” He tried to say nonchalantly as he slipped his hand down to fall next to Eijirou. “And you better be my damn partner in training again so I can beat your ass.” He smirked as he spoke, clearly very confident in his ability to win in the mock partner battle they were having for class that day.
Eijirou perked up once class was over and his boyfriend came over to his desk. The redhead just grinned at his words, getting up and grabbing his bag and Katsuki’s hand with a smile. "You know, if you want to hold my hand you don't need to ask, you can just hold it." Eijirou muttered with a little laugh, assuming that Katsuki had offered this again because he wanted to hold his hand as well.
Though at the mention of a rematch, Eijirou let out a laugh and grinned, giving his boyfriend a teasing wink. "Not if I beat your ass first, ‘Suki." He joked lightly, thinking that he could probably throw Katsuki off his game if he teased him a bit, besides, some playful banter was fun. And being able to tease his boyfriend was always a plus, pressing a quick kiss on his boyfriend's hand, giving him his own little smirk as they walked off to be able to actually train.
Katsuki grumbled, shoving one hand into his pocket as he roughly snatched up Eijirou’s with the other one, leading them down the hall toward the locker room. “Don’t patronize me.” He grumbled at his comment, though he was slightly satiated with a kiss to his hand, causing a rather dark blush to rise up on his cheeks, which he immediately hid by averting his gaze to the side rather than staring directly at his boyfriend.
“I know we already talked about this, but don’t say anything dumb about last night if the other guys are talking about that shit. I’m not your damn show pony, so don’t even fucking think about talking about me like that.” Even if Katsuki knew that Eijirou was easily the most respectful guy in their class and would never even entertain the idea of doing such a thing, his ever present anxiousness about intimacy continued to creep up and rear its ugly head in any circumstance that his brain associated with the concept. Maybe it was Mineta’s constant droning about sex, or the fact that he grew up around a lot of objectification with his parents in the modeling industry, but it was almost a default for his brain to think that that was how someone was supposed to treat a lover. “If you’re not a dick, maybe I’ll slip these on in the locker room.” He looked up at his boyfriend with a smirk, opening his bag ever so slightly to reveal the gag gift of thigh highs that Denki had given him for his birthday that he ended up wearing for his boyfriend the night before as a bit of a joke, though the redhead actually turned out to be pretty into it. If Eijjrou wanted to play dirty with teasing during training, then he was going to have to even the playing field and step it up himself.
How Katsuki was able to do something so cute while being so grumpy, Eijirou had no idea. But he couldn't help but let out a little giggle at seeing his boyfriend flush red with a simple hand kiss, and how he dealt with it just made Eijirou grin. "I mean, I'm just saying Kats. You don't need to ask." he said again, though this time just content with holding his boyfriend's hand, kissing his cheek quickly to get the blonde to look at him again at least. "Aww, did a little hand kiss really fluster you so much? God, you’re adorable-" Eijirou muttered, shaking his head with a fond smile. He wasn't trying to tease Katsuki right now, just stating a rather obvious fact.
Though he frowned at his boyfriend's next words, letting out a sigh. "You told me not to tell anyone, so I won't, I promise. It wouldn't be manly of me to break your wishes, so I won’t." he promised, stopping for a second and cupping Katsuki’s cheek, wanting his full attention. It seemed that this was really something important to Katsuki, but he wanted to make sure his boyfriend understood this. "I'm not telling anyone what happened, ok love? Come on, you know I'm not that type of person, besides, I don't like how some guys flaunt that stuff either. It's unmanly as hell. You’re right, you're not some show pony or anything like that, you're a person. You can take my word, ok? I'm not telling anyone about what happened, I promise. And if I do, I give you permission to beat my ass." Eijirou joked at the end, trying to lighten the mood while reassuring Katsuki at the same time. Once he pulled away and they started to walk again, it was Eijirou’s turn to blush darkly at seeing the thigh highs Katsuki had brought along with him. And now Eijirou was the one who looked away. "Someone will probably see you put it on.." He whispered with an incredulous expression, though Eijirou knew for sure that those damn socks would be his downfall. Even if he wouldn't be able to see them with Katsukis costume, just knowing they would be there was enough to fluster him, especially after last night.
Katsuki was too flushed and embarrassed to even fight back against the nickname, so he accepted his fate as being ‘adorable’ and ‘easily flustered.’ “You’re such a dick sometimes.” He huffed instead, though he sidestepped ever so slightly closer to him in response.
Frowning into his touch, Katsuki managed to relax into Eijirou’s hand, giving him a bit of a vulnerable look, though he really did trust him. Eijjrou was a truthful guy who honored manliness and loyalty above all else, he wasn’t the type to go back on his word or his promises, which was one of the many reasons Katsuki admired him so much in the first place. “You didn’t have to get all stupid and sappy like this, bastard.” He pushed his hand off a bit roughly, though he immediately linked it back together as he moved forward.
Happy to see that he was finally getting the upper hand here, Katsuki only shrugged in response. “I’ll go into one of the stalls then, and if any of the idiots have something to say I’ll blow up their fucking faces before they can.” He wasn’t all that concerned over the fact that someone may find what he was doing weird. He could intimidate them to the point of stopping them from asking questions, and that was good enough for him.
“It’s kind of hot that you won’t even be able to see it…it’s just our little secret, I’ll be driving you so fucking crazy.” He couldn’t help but give a chuckle at Eijirou’s expression, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek to calm him down. “Take a deep breath, lover boy, we’re here.” He pulled him inside quickly, straight over to their lockers.
It took every part of Eijrou’s being to not make a joke about Katsukis comment, just letting out a little giggle because of it. But he held himself back, though he was pretty sure that Katsuki would figure out what type of joke he held himself back from saying. Once he had reassured the blonde that he really wouldn't tell anyone, Eijirou just grinned at him. "You like it when I'm sappy though, so I'm going to keep being as sappy as I want too." Eijirou grinned, knowing just how much Katsuki was into romance and all of that stuff despite him always refusing that fact.
Eijirou blushed deeper at hearing how Katsuki would deal with and put on the thigh highs nevertheless. And his blush just worsened at how Katsuki decided to describe it, gently pushing the blonde away with a whine. "When- you're going to kill me, y'know? This is how I die.." Eijirou muttered, covering his face and trying to get his blush to calm down, though the nickname didn't really help with it. "Hey, you did this!" He argued quickly, though he did try to make himself calm down.
And once his blush was away, Eijirou walked into the locker rooms and headed to his, opening it and grabbing his costume, starting to change into it. Glancing at Katsuki quickly, he couldn't help but think about how he would put on the thigh highs under his costume- Eijirou knew he wouldn't really get over that, and he was pretty sure he wouldn't win this match, but he just couldn't stop thinking about them.
“It’s not my fault you’re so damn horny all the time, Eiji. It’s just a pair of socks.” He smirked knowingly at him, pecking his lips one last time before following him into the locker room.
"Why- it's not my fault!" Eijirou argued, he was mostly flustered because Katsuki decided to wear those types of socks last night, and the memory was still burned into his head, hence why he was so much more flustered now over a piece of clothing than a normal person would be. Once fully changed into his hero costume, Eijirou put his stuff away in the locker, walking out of the locker room instead and outside into the grounds, just waiting for Katsuki and the rest of their class, though he couldn't stop the faint flush covering his cheeks.
Katsuki plucked his hero costume out of his locker and walked past everyone and into the stalls without another word. If any weird looks were shot his way, they were immediately cut off with a piercing glare. It was none of anybody’s business why he suddenly wanted to change in a stall. He slid the thigh highs on slowly and carefully, feeling a faint blush rise on his cheeks as he realized what he was doing. Was he really going to mix together his love life with his hero work? It was the one thing he had always promised himself to keep separate, and now he was letting their stupid sexy teasing get in the way of his goal. He frowned down at the socks before angrily ripping them off of his legs, throwing them haphazardly back into his bag. What the fuck had gotten into him? He couldn’t go through with this! He hastily moved about putting on his hero costume, storming out of the stalls and right past Eijirou, jerkily nodding his head for him to follow behind him. “I’m not fucking wearing them, don’t fucking ask about it.” He snapped, turning to face Eijirou on the field with his usual sour expression. He didn’t want to let his damn hormones get in the way of his goals.
"Uh- Kats-?" Eijirou started, wondering if maybe he had pushed him too far too fast when he was just snapped at, though nodding a bit at his words. "Did- did something happen?" he asked softly anyway, not really understanding why Katsuki was so angry now, considering how confident and cocky he had been just a few minutes prior. But they were still expected to spar, and at this point the rest of the class was out and went with their own respective fighting partners, so Eijirou soon went into a defensive position. But he couldn't help but wonder why his boyfriend had changed his mind so quickly over some socks, or why he looked so angry and sour now, hoping that maybe their sparring would release some of that newfound tension in his boyfriend.
Katsuki tried to ignore the worried tone in Eijirou’s voice, feeling a bit of a sense of guilt wash over him. He hadn’t meant to change his mind so suddenly and possibly disappoint or scare Eijirou, he just couldn’t shut up the voice in his head that was telling him that he was doing something wrong.
“Didn’t I tell you not to fucking ask about it?” Katsuki hissed, bounding forward as a means to start the match and setting off an explosion that was a bit more powerful than he’d usually use in a sparring match, but he was almost running on autopilot now, too hooked on the idea that he had to move forward and he had to keep going, and there wasn’t any time for any of this dumb shit that he was currently doing with Eijirou, even if it made him feel good and happy and loved.
The autopilot feeling washing over him now wasn’t quite like the one that Izuku and All Might were always describing. This was more so a cry for help, a means of escape out of his own brain after the true reality of the intimacy he had accepted last night came to a reality in his head. He certainly didn’t regret anything that they did, but he was having very sudden and very intense doubts likely due to his pre-existing anxiety about whether or not Eijjrou truly cared about him or was going to stick around after everything.
Eijirou himself was somewhat disappointed that Katsuki had decided to not wear the socks, but he was mostly just confused why the blonde had rapidly changed his mind, and why he seemed so suddenly distressed. "Katsuki-!" He called out once more, and was once again cut off by his boyfriend, who had just snapped back at him. But it seemed that the blonde wouldn't listen to anything he would save right now. But none of that put Eijirou at ease- he would just have to make sure he won this match quickly, because he knew something was definitely wrong.
Katsuki should have been able to recognize the initial warning signs of what was probably going to be the beginning of a panic attack, but he didn’t want to focus on that right now. Right now was about winning and being the best, and he couldn’t let anything jeopardize that, no matter what it was.
When Katsuki set off an explosion, Eijirou hardened himself as a means to protect, but was too slow to fully dodge it. It was bigger than normal ones, and now he was sure that something was wrong, because Katsuki had a hard time controlling himself when distressed. So instead of his usual fighting style, Eijirou just ran at the blonde, using the smoke from the explosion to hide himself, before tackling Katsuki down and trying to pin him. He wanted to win as fast as possible, to get to the bottom of this.
"Katsuki- fuck, Kats! Stop!" He shouted, seeing if his yelling could snap the blonde out of whatever sort of daze he was in, hoping that he would get his boyfriend to calm down before he was shoved off and the fight resumed. "Kats, baby- what's wrong? Look at me, what is up with you, man? Do you need to leave class for a bit or something, get a clear head?" Eijirou asked softly, knowing how much his boyfriend hated to accept help, so he tried to word it in a way where technically, yes, he was offering help, but it was in a way it could be easily accepted and brush aside that specific word.
Katsuki’s anxiousness rendered him totally off of his game, so when Eijirou tackled him, he immediately fell to the floor. “Get the hell off of me! I’m not going down without a damn good fight, bastard—“ He tried his best to wriggle out from underneath him, but with Eijirou in his hardened form, it was nearly impossible. He eventually gave him, allowing himself to go limp underneath the redhead momentarily as he attempted to catch his breath. He felt a few panicked tears well up in his eyes, bringing his hands up to weakly push at Eijirou’s chest. “I can’t fucking breathe, get off, get off!” He wheezed out, his unhealthy patterns of breathing spurred by the panic attack making him unable to get his words out properly. The worst part of these attacks were that the lack of breathing only made things worse, reminding him of choking, one of his biggest triggers.
Once Eijirou was sure he had Katsuki pinned, and the blonde wouldn't shove him off, Eijirou turned off his quirk. "No! I won, now calm down Kats!" He said, worried about taking him over. But when his chest was pushed at, and Katsuki started to argue weakly, his eyes widened in realization and moved to get off as fast as possible, reaching over to gently sit Katsuki up, knowing what was about to happen.
The noise caught the attention of Mina before her own match had even begun, and she looked over at the pair with confusion. “Umm…Kiri, babe, is he ok? Do you need me to get Mr Aizawa?”
Thinking about it for a second, Eijriou eventually nodded in agreement, deciding it was best that their teacher was aware of what was happening. "Yeah- yeah, go get him, please-" He said quickly, before turning his attention back to Katsuki.
"Hey, love, it's just me- look at me, take a deep breath, look at me, ok? Take a deep breath with me, ok? I'm going to touch your face, is that ok?" he asked softly, gently rubbing Katsukis tears away, moving the blonde slowly into a better position, one where he would be able to breathe easier. He felt terrible, knowing something had obviously made Katsuki upset, and he only made it worse. So he tried his best to comfort the blonde, gently holding his hands but giving him space.
"Katsuki, love, you're ok, you're safe. I'm here, ok? Mr. Aizawa is coming soon too, you're ok, I promise. No one is going to hurt you baby." He promised, gently rubbing and squeezing his boyfriend's hand, trying to get him to calm down and stop the panic attack before it got worse.
Katsuki was slowly becoming more and more engulfed in panic, his breathing quickening by the minute as he aggressively shook his head at Eijirou’s words. “I can’t—Eiji, I can’t, please—“ He shuddered slightly as he fell forward, sobbing loudly into Eijirou’s chest. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I’m sorry—“
Eijirous face felt when his boyfriend just slumped against his chest, the redhead just gently wrapping his arms very gently around the blonde, pressing a kiss on his head and trying to comfort him. "Can't do what Suki? What is it, what is wrong?" He asked softly, rubbing soft circles on his back, knowing it helped with breathing as well. "No no, shh, you have nothing to apologize for Suki, you didn't do anything wrong,, just take a deep breath, relax, ok?" He whispered softly, holding the blonde close in his arms, but not tightly.
This was the scene that Aizawa and Mina unfortunately stumbled back upon, the former immediately jumping into action. He knelt down next to the pair, though he didn’t get close enough to Katsuki to startle him. “Bakugo, can you hear me?” He asked gently, dropping his voice ever so slightly.
Katsuki only shook his head, grip tightening onto Eijirou. “I’m going to work harder, I swear, just please, STOP—“ He brought his hands up to cover his ears, shaking his head into Eijirou’s chest. Everything had become way too much. What he had done last night was finally hitting him, and even though he had felt totally ok with it at the time, looking back made him feel horribly nauseous and anxious when he thought about just how vulnerable he had been. And now he was letting it get in the way of his studies. He felt like a pathetic failure.
Aizawa stiffened at the sight of Bskugo Katsuki of all people crying so much, immediately recognizing the signs of a panic attack. “Try to move him somewhere quiet and comfortable. Once he’s calmed down, come and see me, we’ll talk this out together.” He promised.
Eijirou glanced up and nodded at his teacher's words, thanking him softly. "I will, thank you." He whispered, glancing at Katsuki slowly, tapping his shoulder. "I'm going to pick you up now, ok love?" Eijirou warned, moving over and gently picking Katsuki up, holding the blonde in his arms. Though he knew that the blonde would never live it down if people saw him like this, so Eijirou made sure that Katsuki could hide his face in his chest if he wanted.
Katsuki only let out a soft noise and gave a tiny nod at the request, allowing his boyfriend to pick him up and rescue him from the terrifying situation that he was in. “Too much…” He muttered weakly, hands still plastered over his ears.
Carrying Katsuki away, Eijirou moved him outside towards the hallway, gently placing him down afterwards. Sitting down as well, he gently pulled Katsuki into his lap, wrapping his arms very gently around his waist, letting Katsuki rest his head on his shoulder, gently rubbing his back. "Suki, darling? What's wrong, what made you so upset..? Was it the teasing? Or- was it yesterday-?" He asked softly, feeling a little nervous. He felt bad now, if Katsuki really was this upset over last night, then he really did feel guilty, because maybe he pushed Katsuki too far with that, or at least teased him too much today. But he pushed those thoughts away, focusing on his boyfriend now, gently rubbing his back and hoping he would start to feel better soon.
Katsuki had done little more than sob as he was carried away, but once he was in Eijirou’s lap, where everything was quieter and warmer and comforting, he finally began to relax, his sobs eventually reducing to tiny little hiccups. “It’s just—fuck, Eiji, it’s everything. Being in a relationship like this is so fucking hard…how I am supposed to know that you’ll always be here with me? How can I give myself completely to you if there’s even a slight chance I’ll lose you? And now I’m letting this stupid sex shit get in the way of my training, I’m losing myself in this and it’s fucking terrifying—“ He cut himself off with a few more short cries, keeping his face buried in Eijirou’s neck. “I-It’s not you, and it’s not just last night.” He eventually calmed himself down enough to pull away, rubbing gently at his face to wipe away a few tears as he spoke. “Last night felt really good, but it was so scary to open up to you like that. And then I thought you really liked it so I’ve been trying to keep it going, but it’s so hard to be fucking sexy and weird all the time—I just want to be good for you, but I don’t know how.” He admitted somewhat pathetically. “Everything’s just been so fucking difficult recently…thanks for helping me calm down, you’re so fucking good to me.”
Eijirou stayed silent as his boyfriend started to talk, gently rubbing his back and holding him in his embrace, encouraging him to talk when he seemed to struggle with a few kisses on his cheek. But Eijirou understood what Katsuki was getting at- relationships were scary, no matter how long they lasted, whether new or old. With a fond smile, Eijirou gently wiped away Katsuki’s tears, before letting the blonde hide against him. And Eijirou held the poor boy in his arms, rocking them slowly and humming to himself, just another attempt to calm Katsuki down before he started to talk.
"I can tell you one thing, you’re never getting rid of me. You can try, but not even a villain could make me disappear. I know we're young, and we still have a long way to go, but I want that. To go through all those things with you-I want you to take all my firsts." Eijirou muttered, gently playing with blonde hair, still trying to calm his lover. "I get that, y'know Kats, you don't /need/ to add those things into stuff, you're pretty hot the way you are." The redhead joked, trying to lighten the mood, even just a little bit. "We can save all that stuff just for the bedroom, if you want. And only when you want, no one ever said we needed to add those sorts of things into normal stuff, like sparing. I did like it- I do, but what I don't like is seeing you uncomfortable. Besides, I'm uh- kinda new to all this stuff too, so I wouldn't mind if we took it a bit slower. There's no pressure into anything Kats, if you don't want to mingle those things together, then we won't, got it?"
It broke his heart that Katsuki had to suffer this much, over what seemed like such a simple thing to anyone else. But he knew it was more than that, it was about being openly and willingly vulnerable, and like any sane person, Katsuki didn't want to get hurt. But he wanted the blonde to know that Eijirou would never hurt him- he was a shield after all, Eijirou would protect and keep him safe, just like he knew Katsuki would to him. "Don’t don't thank me, I'm just doing what any boyfriend should." Pressing a kiss to his cheek, Eijirou smiled before pulling the blonde closer and cradling him, starting to rock them both once more. "Let's stay here for a little longer, ok? I'll get you some water, then we can go back to Mr. Aizawa, does that sound good?"
Katsuki, who was seemingly calming down just a bit, obviously didn’t feel totally better yet, and he wasn’t completely out of his panic, but the words warmed his heart. “I want you to take all my firsts too…” He mumbled, closing his eyes as he listened to the rest of what he was saying, feeling his body slowly calm down from the intense high. Even if his panic attack was very short lived this time, it really knocked his energy out of him completely.
“Keep it separate for now…” Katsuki smiled a little bit, bringing down one hand to hold Eijirou’s. “I don’t want to even have to think about that kind of stuff outside the bedroom. And I don’t want the bedroom to be only for sex either, I want to keep cuddling you and watching shitty tv shows with you and have you tease me about all my romance shit.” He laughed quietly again, playing gently with Eijirou’s fingers to distract himself from his own mind. “My brain just fucking sucks right now..”
Eijirou happily let Katsuki play around with his hands and fingers, humming softly to himself and nodding, resting his head on top of Katsuki. And he definitely agreed with the blondes words, he didnt want the bedroom to be just sex alone, he wanted it to be a vulnerable space where they could both relax. Though the redhead laughed warmly at how Katsuki basically admitted he liked it when he made fun of his cheesy romance manga and anime. "If you think we would stop doing all that stuff, then you're crazy. I wouldn't give up what we had for the world." Eijirou promised, giving the blonde a cheeky grin before pulling him close into a tight hug, keeping the blonde close despite him already being on his lap. "I know the baby, and that's ok. That's why we talk stuff out, mhm? So then it's not so shitty."
Katsuki felt immensely better at Eijirou’s words, smiling contently as he cuddled even closer to him. “Good, because I’m never going to stop rambling to you about all the fucking symbolism in romance shows and why it’s so fucking superior to that bullshit action garbage that you like so much.” He began to lace and unlace their fingers together, clearly calming down as he was reassured that everything was going to be ok. “Yeah, I feel better after talking it out. Love you, dumbass.”
"Love you more, nerd. I can carry you again if you want me too, Suki. And hey, I can talk to Mr. Aizawa too if you want me too, ok? All that matters is that you're fine now, cmon." Eijirou gently pushed Katsuki off his lap, giving his head a quick kiss before gently helping him up, handing the blonde a water bottle to help him calm down further and rehydrate himself after all of that crying. Once that was all done, Eijirou happily started to just carry Katsuki out, though once they reached the gym he put the blonde down, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend’s waist instead to keep him steady.
Once close enough, Eijirou set Katsuki down on a nearby chair before waving their teacher over to assure him that everything was fine. "Mr. Aizawa! Kats is fine now, just a little overwhelmed. It was my fault really, I triggered him accidentally when I held him down on the floor, it triggered the panic attack. But he's all good now, I assure you! But uh- Kats, do you want to skip out on the training for today and just rest? That seems like a good plan, you're still a bit shaky.." the redhead muttered, all while helping his boyfriend take a seat, not wanting to drain his energy by standing.
Aizawa didn’t even give Katsuki time to answer. “Take the rest of the day off from training and get some sleep.” He instructed them before Katsuki even had the chance to respond, but it was obvious that he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes open for much longer anyway.
Once he was sitting, Katsuki began to slowly sip more at the water bottle he had been giving, leaning heavily against the wall behind him.
Eijriou just smiled at his boyfriend's reaction, just waiting for the final words from their teacher, nodding. "Will do, sir! Thank you, I'll make sure he stays ok." Eijirou promised, seeing just how tired Katsuki looked from just sitting, holding back a little smile at how cute he looked.
Once they were free to go, Eijirou just moved over to pick up the blonde again, not trusting him to walk on his own. Besides, this way Katsuki could nap and fall asleep faster. And his boyfriend seemed to like it, so why not?
Mina was still lingering around, and she immediately approached Eijirou with her concern, Katsuki took off out of it to even notice. “Is he doing alright?” She asked worriedly, shooting her other friend a quick glance. “He looks totally wiped out—take good care of him, ok?”
Eijirou smiled warmly at her, shifting Katsuki to be comfortable against him. "He's fine Mina, promise. Suki is just tired, so I'm taking him back to the dorms to rest. I triggered him by accident, but he's fine now. Don't worry about it man, go back to class though! I'll keep you updated, but I'm sure Suki will be back to his normal self by tomorrow!" Eijirou promised, giving his friend a warm reassuring smile.
Once she had left, Eijirou gently started to carry Katsuki back to his room, knowing how much the blonde preferred it over his own. He struggled a bit to get the door open, but walked into it proudly once he figured it out, placing Katsuki down on his bed. But Eijirou just laughed once he realized they were still in their hero costume, gently nudging his boyfriend. "Suki, darling, don't fall asleep just yet. Let's get you changed first, then you can nap, ok? Hey, I can see you snoozing off, get up, love, I'll help you." Eijirou said with a soft laugh, helping Katsuki sit up and leaning him against the frame, though waited for permission before actually trying to help Katsuki get changed.
Katsuki stayed asleep for pretty much the entire journey back to the dorms, nodding off pretty quickly once Eijirou picked him up and began to carry him again. He couldn’t describe why, but there was just something so comforting about the way that his boyfriend held him close and made him feel loved that made him relax into a state where he would be able to fall asleep.
Being placed onto the bed, however, jolted him ever so slightly out of his happy slumber, causing him to let out a groan of distaste at the sudden interruption. “Fucking fine, just be quick about it…” He grumbled in response, grumpy from being forced to wake up momentarily to get dressed. He knew it wouldn’t be comfortable or sanitary to stay in his hero costume, but could you really blame him for not wanting to move once he laid down?
He allowed Eijirou to dress him, perfectly content with it due to the fact that he knew that there was absolutely nothing sexual about this and that it was all for comfort and convenience sake.
"Sorry, sorry. You can go to sleep soon baby, stop pouting at me." Eijirou whispered softly, holding back a little laugh at how grumpy Katsuki looked, though he understood it, since the poor blonde had been basically asleep in his arms. But with a smile, Eijirou helped Katsuki undress, telling him when to move and giving his forehead little kisses throughout it, just because he felt like doing such. Helping the blonde slip on shorts and a t-shirt, Eijirou moved over to push his costume away, folding it and putting it aside for now. Now it was his turn to change, since Eijirou was still in his own costume. He himself slipped on one of the shirts he had stolen from Katsuki’s room awhile ago, opting to stay in just that and his boxers for comfort’s sake.
Once Katsuki was dressed, however, he wanted something else, though he was a bit shy to ask for it. “Oi, dumbass…you should go grab that stupid fucking bear from my room since you like it so much…” His voice trailed off as he averted his gaze, clearly asking for Eijirou to grab his stuffed bear for him despite his diversion. The bear he was referring to was one that he had had since childhood, dubbing it “King Explosion Murder” in hopes of that being his hero name. Eijirou had taken quite a liking to the bear, even giving it a nickname, Em, for short.
Eijirou arched his brow but smiled. "Sure ‘Suki, I'll go get Em then, stay here." He said quickly, before leaving the room to grab the stuffed bear, being gentle once it was in his arms. Eijirou himself had grown quite attached to the bear since Katsuki introduced it to him a little while ago, holding it close to his chest as he walked back to his awaiting lover.
Once back in the room, Eijirou crawled into Katsuki’s side with a smile, pulling the blonde on top of his chest and handing him the bear, placing it between them before throwing a blanket over them as well. "There, you can sleep now. Feeling a bit better than before?" The redhead asked softly, his hand immediately moving to gently play and untangle the blonde's hair, holding him close to his chest and humming happily.
Katsuki became significantly less poutier when he began to receive little kisses from his boyfriend, letting out tiny little sleepy laughs at each one, even attempting to give a few of his own when Eijjrou was close enough to him.
Now snuggled up to Eijirou’s chest with Em in his arms, Katsuki felt much, much better. He let out a happy sigh as he nuzzled closer, nodding. “I feel better…” He confirmed with a sleepy nod as he nuzzled even closer to both the red head’s chest and his bear. “Just my damn brain being shitty again…almost shittier than your fucking hair…” He began to doze off, a tiny smirk still present on his lips.
"Yknow,” Eijirou began, “I really like Em. He's cute, reminds me of you. Bears are super manly and tough! But they got a soft spot. And the cuddles? Mwah, perfection. Hm, maybe I should get a bear for myself.."
“Mmm…good idea…then Em can get a friend too.” He smiled, fluttering his eyes open to look up at Eijirou again for a moment. “Em likes you too, you know. He’s really fucking happy that I’m dating you.” He struggled to keep his eyes open for the next few minutes, though he wanted to continue maintaining eye contact with the redhead. “Love you, loverboy…” A sleepy smile overtook him at that moment, and he slowly began to drift off.
Eijirou felt his heart burst with warmth and love at just how damn sweet Katsuki was when he was sleepy, gently playing with his hair as the blonde mumbled tiredly at him and even returned his kisses, which in turn just made Eijirou grin and place bigger kisses all over his boyfriend face, purely out of love. "Is that so? You should come with me then to get Em's friend, that way I'm sure they'll get along." He decided to play along for now, just because Eijirou absolutely adored these sleepy rambles about Katsukis bear, finding it adorably heart warming he talked about the thing, as if it was alive. Though Eijirou knew Katsuki was just using the bear to convey his own emotions, it was still one of the cutest things he had ever seen.
"I'm pretty happy to be with you too, so damn happy really..." Eijirou whispered back, pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek with a warm smile, brushing the hair from his face as he saw how sleep was soon overcoming his boyfriend. "I love you too Suki, now go sleep." Eijirou whispered lovingly, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead with a smile, before wrapping his arms around the blonde once more to keep him safe and close, wanting no further harm to come to someone this important to him. Eijirou himself wasn't all that tired, but just laying there in the peaceful calm with Katsuki was enough to soon lull him into a light sleep.
Katsuki immediately perked up just a bit at that idea, even through his sleepiness. “Mhmm…that’s perfect, and then our bears can love each other too…” He smiled, nuzzling even further into Eijirou’s chest. “Your bear should be red though, because that’s your color.” He was bordering on speaking sleepy nonsense at this point, clearly drifting off. “Mm, alright, you sleep too though…”
"Yeah Suki? I can get a red one then, if you insist" Eijirou said softly, holding back his own little laugh at his boyfriend's adorable rambling, mostly trying to keep himself calm because Katsuki was laying on his chest, and he didn't dare disturb him. But it was just so damn cute, Katsuki’s innocence over teddy bears, and he was more than happy to indulge with this newfound interest. "They'll definitely love each other, but not as much as I love you baby.. I promise I'll sleep, dont worry about me, ok?" Eijirou answered back softly, holding the blonde close as he slowly and finally drifted into sleep.