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Izuku had gone up to Kacchan’s room to see if he wanted to spar. It had been a couple of days since they trained together and Izuku had thought of a new combo with black whip that he wanted to try out.
They had just begun their 3rd year at UA. Since the war, Izuku and Kacchan had gotten close again. After Kacchan apologized and the war ended, the two slowly rebuilt their relationship. It took time, they weren’t able to just pick back up from where they were before. But after almost a year, Izuku felt like he had his best friend back.
Unfortunately, Izuku had a giant crush on said best friend which he could never admit out loud. They had just rebuilt their relationship. Izuku couldn’t do anything to jeopardize that.
Izuku rose his hand to knock on Kacchan’s door when he heard his voice making him pause.
“He’s deserves the fucking world.” Izuku heard Kacchan declare from behind the door. There was a pause before he continued. “He makes me believe I’m actually worth something… after everything I did.”
Izuku held his breath, he fought with himself. He shouldn’t be eavesdropping but he wanted to know who Kacchan was taking about. There was another pause before Kacchan continued.
“Seeing his strength. He always praises me, saying I’m the strong one, but he has no idea how much he means to me..” Kacchan finished, emotion heavy in his voice.
“Aww man, I’m sure Midoriya knows but maybe you should talk to him?”
Izuku breath caught, Kacchan was talking about me?!? A million thoughts started to run through his mind as he replayed the words in his head.
“Fuck I just walk up to him and say what? I know I bullied you for years and we’re friends now but go out with me?”
Izuku’s heart fluttered in his chest, Kacchan likes me too? Izuku was on the verge of a full fledge panic. He needed to get away from this conversation but he couldn’t tear himself away.
“I mean, maybe not that exactly but-“
“Fuck this is stupid.”
“But you were so manly bro! And you know Midoriya is way past what happened between you two.”
Izuku desperately wanted to intervene and say ‘I am’ but Kirishima continued.
“Honestly, I think he likes you too.” Izuku could feel himself flush in embarrassment, was he really that obvious?
“HUH? Where’d you get that stupid ass idea?”
“Bro, it’s so obvious.” Izuku cringed, I guess he was obvious. “I see him staring at you all the time when you’re not looking.”
“That’s just him being a nerd doing his analysis shit.” Katsuki pushed back.
“Yes, he’s totally analyzing your ass when you’re doing squats.” Izuku wanted to die. Kirishima had caught him staring at Kacchan’s ass? Worse thought, if Kirishima had seen him who else in the class knows?
“You’re fucking with me.” Kacchan said suspiciously.
“Swear on my life, bro. I wouldn’t play around with something like this. If you don’t believe me, ask the rest of the squad. They’ll say the same.”
Izuku was finally brought out of his stupor, he needed to move before he got caught. Izuku turned to leave but he only got a couple of steps before the elevator door opened making Izuku jump.
“Hey Midobro! You here to hang out with Bakubro?” Denki asked.
Izuku cringed, why was Denki so loud? He silently prayed Kacchan didn’t hear them.
“U-uh no I-I was just heading out! Bye!” Izuku answered before darting into the elevator.
Izuku finally relaxed once he was back in the safety of his room. Unfortunately that meant he was alone with his thoughts, which was almost worse.
He decided to text Ochako.
Izuku- SOS
Ochako- Are you dying again?
Izuku- Worse
Not a moment later his phone was ringing, he picked it up.
“My legs feel like jello after training today so I don’t feel like getting up unless you’re actually dying so just tell me what’s going on?”
The words immediately started pouring out of him.
“I accidentally overheard Kacchan talking to Kirishima and Kacchan said some really sweet things but then Kirishima told him about the times I stared at Kacchan’s ass and now I’m mortified cause he’s gonna hate me or think it’s gross-“
“I’m gonna stop you there. You’re both gay disasters. He definitely likes you back.”
“Ochako, there’s no way Kacchan likes me.”
“You’re both oblivious idiots. He stares at your ass too.”
Izuku would have imploded on the spot if not for this conversation being on the phone.
“T-there’s n-no way!”
He heard Ochako sigh on the other end of the phone. “Look if you’re not gonna take my word for it then talk to him.”
That was the option Izuku was least looking forward to. No he’d rather just hole up in his room and ignore his problems thank you.
“Uh-“ Izuku was cut off by a knock on his door. “That was fast Ochako.”
Izuku barely heard the confused ‘what?’ On the other end of the line as he went to open the door. Instead of seeing Ochako he saw a smug looking Kacchan.
Izuku froze, shit how much of that did he hear?
“Most of it.”
Shit he said that out loud. Kacchan was pushing his way into his room before he could react. Robotically, Izuku closed the door behind him. The two stared at each other for a moment before a muffled voice brought him out of his frozen state. He totally forgot Ochako was on the phone.
“Uh I’m gonna have to call you back Ochako.” Izuku said hanging up before she could respond.
Meanwhile, Kacchan had taken up resident in his dorm. He sat on the bed and watched as Izuku fidgeted with his phone. There was a long tense moment before Izuku pushed aside his nerves and spoke.
“So what parts of that did you hear?” Izuku asked, nerves fluttering in his chest.
“Everything from you overheard me talking to Shitty Hair.”
Of course he heard all of that. Just Izuku’s luck.
“S-so-“
Izuku’s word caught in his throat when Kacchan stood up walking towards him, his eyes narrow with a dark look that almost looked predatory. He didn’t stop until he was caging Izuku, pressing his back against the door, his hands on each side of Izuku’s face. A surprised gasp left Izuku as he hit the back of the door, Kacchan’s body almost pressed against his. There was just an inch of space between their bodies that Izuku wanted to chase. A magnetic pull made him want to close the distance so he could feel Kacchan against him.
But neither moved as their eyes locked, each one searching the others gaze. “Kacchan..” Izuku whined.
“What, Izuku? Tell me what you need.”
Izuku licked his lips in anticipation, he watched as the blond tracked the movement with his red eyes and how they lit up with desire. Izuku took a moment to relish in the feeling of what he was doing to the blond before he finally asked, “Kiss me.”
Kacchan smirked before grabbing Izuku’s chin and leaning in. It started as a soft brush of lips, the sensation blooming a need for more. Izuku leaned in, demanding more from the blond who happily obliged. Kacchan tilted his head allowing him to deepen the kiss. A low moan left Izuku’s lips as he did so.
Izuku moved his hands around Kacchan’s shoulders, digging into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer until their bodies were pressed together. Izuku felt warmth pool in his groan as he felt the hard plane of Kacchan’s chest against his. He knew he was having the same effect on Kacchan when a low groan escaped him at the movement.
The hand against his chin trailed along his jaw until it was digging into his curls. The two exchanged another heated kiss before Kacchan pulled back. Izuku tried to use the leverage of his hands in Kacchan shirt to pull him back but the blond was set on moving. He pulled back just enough so he could rest his forehead on Izuku’s.
The blond was silent for a moment before he finally spoke, “Can’t believe you were eavesdropping…”
Izuku pouted, “I didn’t mean to. I was going to see if you wanted to train.”
Kacchan smirked, “We got something better.” Izuku felt a hand sneak around and squeeze his ass making him squeak in surprise. Kacchan just laughed as Izuku blushed.
Izuku buried his face in Kacchan’s shirt. “God I can’t believe Kirishima saw me staring at you. That’s so embarrassing.“
“Fuck that! I’ve caught every one of the fuckers in class staring at your ass and thighs. So no one has room to talk.”
Izuku jumped up from where he had his face buried, the blond leaned back but kept Izuku in his arms. “Seriously?!”
“Of fucking course! Just the other day Dunce Face was gay panicking after you pinned him with your thighs during training.”
“Kacchan!” Izuku said as he smacked the blond on his arm.
“I’m being serious.” Kacchan deadpanned.
Izuku groaned, he was not going to keep talking about his thighs and/or ass. Izuku looked down, butterflies fluttering in his stomach as he worked up the courage to ask, “S-so… are we dating now?”
“No I make out with all the extras around here.” Kacchan said sarcastically. Izuku looked up and narrowed his eyes at the blond. “Of fucking course we’re dating. You’re mine.” Kacchan said snaking an arm around Izuku’s waist and pulling him closer.
Izuku blushed, “I-I wasn’t sure! You didn’t ask so-“
“Go out with me.” Kacchan interrupted.
Izuku’s brain stuttered to a halt, okay in hindsight he should have expected that but now that it was out in the open Izuku couldn’t help but freeze.
Kacchan gave him a moment before he playfully nipped at Izuku’s cheek, jumping him out of his stupor.
“Ya gonna answer me? Or should I take that as a no?”
Izuku shook his head slightly, “No! I mean yes! I-I want to go out with you.”
Kacchan smirked before leaning in once more, sealing their lips together in a gentle kiss. Their lips were still barely touching as he whispered, “Good.”