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It was a peaceful afternoon. Mina, Denki, Hanta and Eijiro were relaxing and enjoying the sun. They had gotten comfortable on the grass nearby the school’s main building. It was one of those days, when no one was in the mood to do anything but lazing around. They didn’t even have homework, because Aizawa had fallen asleep and nobody had bothered to wake the teacher.
Katsuki was just on his way back to the group of friends. A student from the first year had asked to talk with him in private. Even though Eijiro, Mina, Denki and Hanta hadn’t been able to hear what they were saying, the gestures and the fact, that the poor first-year held out a small wrapped up box, only to ran off sobbing a few moments later, was enough to know what this was about.
Their explosive friend strolled back to them, seemingly bored and sat down on the blanket, they had spread on the grass.
“Blasty, is there even anyone in this world, whose confession you would accept? I mean, at this point like half of UA had tried their luck, girls, boys, non-binary folks, that fella with the watermelon quirk…” Mina asked curious, while Katsuki just laid down and closed his eyes, ready to continue what the stupid extra had interrupted, doing absolutely nothing, but enjoying the sun.
“I’m not interested in those extras,” he just mumbled, knowing that not answering would only prompt her to annoy him further.
“Are you like…even interested at all? You don’t have to answer, by the way, just curious…” Denki wondered.
“I like Deku.” Katsuki replied, without even so much as opening his eyes to see their reaction.
“What?” Three of them gasped, simultaneously. Eijiro already knew.
“As if that’s a surprise,” the explosive blonde huffed. Sometimes his friends weren’t just stupid, but stupid.
“So, you’re gay.” Hanta concluded.
“Hmm, nope, I just like Deku.”
“Bi?” Denki asked.
“No, I just like Deku.”
“Pan?” Mina’s question.
“Are you stupid, I just said, I like Deku. Deku as in Deku, he could be whatever the fuck he wants.” Katsuki was starting to get annoyed. It wasn’t his fault, that his friends were dense as fuck. Besides, he never asked himself what he was. He simply didn’t care. When everyone else got this weird phase, where they would start dating and shit, Katsuki couldn’t have cared less.
It was just one day, he realized, he would actually enjoy doing all that sappy couple stuff… with Deku. Exclusively with Deku. He spent like a whole ten minutes, trying to figure out if he could imagine anyone else, but nope, the shitty nerd was the only person in the whole world, Katsuki could imagine spending the rest of his life with. And it made perfect sense, Deku had always been there, a part of his life since the beginning. (Literally, given that his parents and three-months-old Katsuki had been at the hospital to accompany Auntie Inko when Deku was born.)
“I’m sure there’s an actual term for it,” Hanta said.
“As if I care, I like Deku, I don’t need a word for that.”
“I don’t think Deku-sexual is a thing,” Denki thought out loud.
“Well, it is now and it’s exclusively my thing.” Katsuki just huffed and turned his back to his friends, he just wanted to enjoy the afternoon sun a bit. Later, he had training with Deku and All Might and now he wanted to relax.
“That’s somehow cute.” Hanta commented.
“And are you planning, you know… telling him that?” Denki wanted to know. Poor guy probably hoped for some advice, he had outed himself last week to his closest friends and admitted having a crush on Hitoshi. Not that it was a surprise. Unluckily for Denki, the only person who didn’t know about his crush, was… Hitoshi. Ridiculously, for Hitoshi it was the other way round. He had a painfully obvious crush on Denki, known to everybody… except for Denki. The two were the protagonists of the personal soap opera of Class 1-A.
“Ha? Why would I? The nerd wouldn’t-“ Katsuki began, but was interrupted by a voice calling him.
“Kacchan!”
Speaking of the devil. Katsuki immediately sat up to look at the direction the voice came from. Deku was running towards them, while stupidly waving. And he promptly fell over his untied shoe, falling flat on his face. What a dork. Before anyone could react, Deku was up again, sunshine smile plastered all over his face and finally reaching them.
“Oh, hey Izuku, what’s up?” Eijiro greeted and scooted over to make the room on the blanket next to Katsuki, where Deku flopped down.
“Was just looking for Kacchan,” he answered sheepishly and spoke to said blonde, “All Might called me, there’s no training today, he’s got a late meeting and won’t be back in time.”
“Cool.” Katsuki said, seemingly bored, while he picked a piece of grass from Deku’s hair.
“By the way, I saw a first-year student crying, something happened?” Deku asked, not fazed by Katsuki fumbling with his hair.
“Yeah, poor guy tried to confess to Blasty,” Mina explained.
“Fuckin’ loser,” Katsuki mumbled, still busy with the green curls, even though there was no more grass to remove.
“Oh, well, at least he seemed to take it better than the fella with the watermelon quirk,” Deku nodded.
Mina jumped at the chance to question him. “Izuku, say, what about you? Are you interested in someone? You rejected girl this morning, didn’t you?”
“Oh, uhm, yeah, I felt bad for her, but uhm, I’m really not interested…” the green-haired sounding genuinely sorry.
“In general, or because it was a girl?” Mina continued to snoop. Katsuki grunted slightly amused, Mina was probably thinking she was onto something.
“Hm? I’m not sure, but I guess, in general… never thought about it to be honest.” Deku shrugged.
“So, you’re not interested in anyone at all?” Hanta asked.
“I like Kacchan!” Izuku smiled happily. Three out of four of Katsuki’s friends gasped flabbergasted at the blunt statement.
“So, you’re gay?” Mina finally asked and squealed a bit. She was currently building a ship in her head. Well, the ship existed since their first week at UA, but now it was getting ready to set sail.
“Hmm, maybe? Dunno, I just like Kacchan.” Izuku shrugged, oblivious to the impact his answer was causing, since he didn’t know what Katsuki had told them just minutes ago.
“What the fuck…” Denki breathed.
“You two…” Hanta stared at them. Eijiro couldn’t help but be amused.
Katsuki grinned. “That’s my nerd.”
“You two are dating?!” Denki, Mina and Hanta yelled in chorus. The flabbergasted disbelief made that sound like a mix of conclusion and question.
“Oh, Kacchan, you told them?”
“Nope, idiots were just THIS close to figure it out.”
“Ah, okay, well, then, yes, we’re dating,” Deku smiled and leaned onto his boyfriend, who continued to play with his hair.
Now Eijiro was laughing. Their three friends were staring unbelieving with wide eyes at the couple.
“What?!”
“Since when?!”
“Eijiro, did you know?!”
Katsuki groaned, already annoyed, that was enough. He wrapped an arm around his boyfriend and pulled him down, so the nerd was lying on top of him. Deku yelped in surprise, but quickly was distracted by a kiss.
They ignored the ensuing chaos, Katsuki closed his eyes again and Deku shuffled into a comfortable position with his head on Katsuki’s chest, prompting the explosive blonde to play with his hair again. The warm sun on his face, his cuddly boyfriend in his arms.
Katsuki couldn’t be happier.