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Eijirou zooms into his and Katsuki’s shared apartment and grabs the fiery blonde by the shoulders. Katsuki in turn sticks the red-head with a nasty glare that would make a lesser person descend into the pits of hell, but Eijioru just smiles, too ecstatic from the news he has, and takes a deep breath before rambling loudly, “Oh my fucking gosh! Katsuki! I went to this little bakery today because I wanted to get you something because I love you, but the worker was SO ADORABLE! We NEED him. NEEEEEED.”
Katsuki shoved Eijirou off before turning away and rolling his eyes. “Ei, I know we’ve been looking for another partner, but this has to be the fourth time this week that you’ve come to me saying that you found someone adorable. What makes this time any fucking different?”
In lieu of a response, Eijirou starts dragging Katsuki towards the door. He shoves him down onto the genkan and puts shoes on him before man-handling him out the door. Katsuki does nothing more than roll his eyes as Eijirou drags him down the street. He doesn’t have high hopes for Eijirou’s latest potential conquest, and he definitely wasn’t expecting his heart to fall to the floor when he caught sight of what HAD to be a literal angel. His eyes were bright and glittering like freshly polished emeralds with squishy looking cheeks dusted with cinnamon soft freckles. The man was tall, taller than Eijirou who had, to Katsuki’s dismay, been the tallest of the two since their second year. He was tall but he was soft, Katsuki saw him and thought that his hugs would feel safe, even though he’s a seasoned pro that could murder his own villains.
It took Katsuki a moment to get over his immediate love-sickness and realize that Eijirou and the angel were chattering excitedly with each other, but he still wasn’t at full capacity so he blurted, “Date us, please,” without considering the situation.
Izuku looked unsure as he glanced between the two muscular pros, “Ummm—I’m not too sure that you guys want someone like me .”
Katsuki looked put off at Izuku’s words, “HAH?! The fuck do you mean?! Someone like you?! I couldn’t imagine something being fucking wrong with someone as cute as you, angel-face.”
Eijirou’s eyes sparkled at Katsuki’s initial declaration. He turned to Izuku excitedly and let his words nearly explode out of his mouth, “YES! Please date us. We’ve been feeling like something is missing, not that we don’t love each other a lot, but I’ve been actively looking for new people and Kats has shot all of them down. BUT LOOK HOW EXCITED HE IS! And you’re adorable and perfect. Please, please, please, please, please, we’d do our best to make you happy!”
Katsuki turned a glare to Eijirou and elbowed him while hissing, “That was too much, idiot!” Izuku looked overwhelmed before bursting into tears. Through his sobs he warbled, “You really mean that?! But—but I’m ugly…and quirkless…and—”
Katsuki growled before vaulting over the counter that separated them and pulling Izuku into a hug. Eijirou went and flipped the open sign that hung on the door to “closed”. Katsuki waited until the man crying on his shoulder was no longer shaking with sobs before pulling away to hold him at arm’s length and pierce him with an intense gaze, “Listen angel-face, we genuinely like you, so we’re gonna come back after you close and take you on THE BEST date you’ve ever been on. I’m gonna raise your self-esteem if it kills me, whether you want to date Ei and I or not. Capeesh?”
Izuku, still watery-eyed, gained a more determined look and nodded. Katsuki grinned before pulling one of Izuku’s hands to his lips to place a kiss on it. Then he vaulted back over the counter and dragged Ei out of the shop, “Come on, Ei! We’ve got a date to plan! Angel-face isn’t getting some sub-par, lame-ass date! It’s gotta be the best thing ever!”