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Izuku is alone in his apartment. This is usually bad news, because anyone who knows him, knows that is a bad idea. It is a bad idea because Izuku is notorious for
doing some of the following things when he is alone.
1. Order way too much food for one person
2. Play every song in Celine Dion's expansive discography
3. Beg everyone to come over because he has done those aforementioned things.
But alas, nobody was free today, and Izuku's self-proclaimed love of life Katsuki Bakugou was probably off somewhere with his unfairly tiny waist doing some unfairly well-paying shoot for some unfairly good money. Did he mention it was unfair? Not only did Izuku harbour a massive crush on the blonde, but thanks to Katsuki's extensive modeling portfolio, half the world was in love with him too! Izuku was so close to tweeting out his decision to gatekeep Katsuki's face. Would it work? No. But as previously mentioned, Izuku was bored. So naturally, he opens his laptop, and for the third time that night takes the "Am I Gay" quiz. Spoiler alert, if you've taken that at least once in your life, you're probably gay.
Do you have thoughts about kissing a man?
Gee, great question. It's not like Izuku wants to violently suck-face with a certain blonde right now. Not at all.
Would you ever commit acts of homosexuality?
No. Izuku is clearly homophobic. Fuck gay people.
Izuku gives up. He'd rather eat glass than take this quiz again. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he spots something. It's forbidden, frowned upon by anyone with anyone with internet presence.
The Buzzfeed quizzes.
Fuck it. Izuku has nothing else to do at 8:45 pm on a Wednesday night, he will take the forbidden quiz.
And of course, google clearly knows about his obsession with Katsuki, because the quiz is appropriately (and unfortunately) named
Pick a type of bread and we'll tell you which internet sensation you are!
Perfect.
This quiz requires absolutely no effort, it's exactly what he needs.
Five minutes later, Izuku is fangirling over whole-wheat bread.
Yeah, he doesn't know how that happened either. Actually, he does. He clicked whole-wheat bread because obviously the correct answer is the most healthy option (who the fuck picks brioche?), and was granted the incredible honour of being associated with Katsuki. The king of whole-wheat! He, Izuku Midoriya, was Katsuki Bakugou! The internet always tells the truth, he is Katsuki now. How did the explosive blonde act again? Oh yeah.
IF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS DON'T GET OUT OF MY WAY I WILL RIP YOUR NUTS OUT AND FEED IT TO MY DOG.
Charming, isn't it?
So with mounting anticipation, Izuku decides to call Katsuki to let him know he will be replaced effective immediately. On the third ring, he picks up.
"...Hello?"
His favourite voice!
"Kacchan! I'm you now!" he exclaims, providing absolutely no context. Naturally, Katsuki is confused. "Huh?" It strikes Izuku. Katsuki does not actually live in his brain and cannot guess what he is thinking. "I took a buzzfeed quiz, and I picked whole wheat-" and Katsuki snorts. "The right answer, go on." And despite the rough tone, Izuku hears a smile. "And I got you! I'm you now! Do you think you could pass me a modelling contract one of these days?"
There's uproarious laughter on the other end of the line and Izuku finds himself giggling too. "I'd be glad to give you one of those, these little shits have been tiring me out the whole day." It's an extensive reply, but Izuku is suddenly struck by a thought. Anxiously, he rushes out, "I didn't wake you up did I? Go back to sleep!" The reply he gets is a short yawn. "S'okay, I don't mind talking to you."
And just like that Katsuki is suddenly Aware™ of what he said, so he hastily adds a quick, "I don't miss you though. It's so peaceful without your dumbass".
Izuku just smiles. He's so gone for Katsuki, but he's not stupid. They've been dancing around this for so long that he knows the blonde feels something for him. Maybe tonight was the night he gave it an extra push? He could do this. He got Katsuki on the quiz, maybe tonight he could emulate that boldness the blonde carried. They deserve to be happy. He takes a deep breath, and goes for it.
"Hey Kacchan? Come home soon. I really miss you."
There's just breathing on the other side of the line, and Izuku worries that he came on too strong.
"I won't be long."
It's a response, and it has Izuku smiling wider than he has in a long time. Katsuki begins to speak again.
"I miss you too." And then he hangs up.
Flopping over on his couch, Izuku holds his phone to his chest, smiling so hard his cheeks are starting to hurt. They could be something.
Come home soon.
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FIN.