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Katsuki can’t help but to stare, watching nimble scarred fingers work the buttons of the black button up.
He can’t stop the thoughts from running through his head. Thoughts of how everyone important in Izuku’s life is sitting inside the venue on the right hand side. Thoughts of how his best friend and hero partner is getting married. Thoughts of how Japan is going to react with joy as the Number One hero ties the knot with a nice quirkless girl.
His thoughts get interrupted when Izuku slips the red tie around his collar. (The greenette was always awful with tying them, but he practiced so much to get it right. To tie the perfect knot.) Izuku is trying his best to keep is eyes on tie, avoiding the look in Katsuki’s eyes.
Katsuki doesn’t want to ruin the intimate moment, but sometimes he deserves to be selfish. “You’re really going through with this?”
“Kacchan,” Izuku pauses for a quick moment, his breathe shaky as he says the words while smoothing down the tie, “You know I don’t have a choice.”
The two of them stand in silence, Izuku trying his best to not look in vermillion eyes full of heartache. Trying his best to keep his composure when all he wants to do is cry.
“But I’m the one you love.”
It comes out as a whisper, sounding so broken that Izuku finally lets his eyes meet the others. He reaches his hand towards Katsuki’s face, leaning in as he lets two words slip past his lips before planting them on delicate, soft ones.
“I know.”