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"Okay," Kacchan drawls. "And we care about what shitty extras have to say, because?"
Izuku laughs. That's such a- such a Kacchan thing to say, and so's the raised eyebrow and the whole look he's giving Izuku now, a real Kacchan sort of expression and fuck, Izuku might be a little in love with him.
Once Izuku's starts laughing, he can't stop. Kacchan gives him a poke in the arm, hard, when hysteria works its way into the sound.
"Oi." Kacchan says, like he's annoyed when he's actually not.
A lot of people, particularly the press, are very bad at telling the difference, which is how Izuku wound up on this roof in the first place, seething on Kacchan's behalf and plotting social media revenge.
Izuku's been getting good at that, lately. At least one particularly egregious reporter now lives in fear of Deku's enormous fanbase. As he should!
Izuku's kinda scared of them, too.
He refuses to feel bad about it though. Who the hell talks about girls like that, anyway?! Hopefully Momo feels better soon, now that that article and also that guy's entire career have been torn to shreds.
Mob mentality is a hell of a thing.
Izuku probably needs to work on his subtlety. He doesn't need to galvanise the entire internet every time, just enough of it to get the job done. He thinks he got the balance right this time, though. He hit post just as Kacchan came to check on him and also confiscate Izuku's phone, so he won't know for sure until Kacchan deigns to give it back.
"Oi." Kacchan says, again, and, oh, he's waving one of his very dangerous hands in front of Izuku's face.
Izuku grins sheepishly.
"Kacchan?"
Kacchan gives him a really good side-eye.
Izuku struggles to maintain his not-at-all suspicious facial expression. Kacchan looks resigned.
"Fuckin' nerd," he mumbles, mostly to himself.
Then he grabs Izuku's hand and starts dragging him back inside the building, where there will hopefully be witnesses to Izuku's impending demise, and also lunch, because now that he thinks about it he's really hungry and he doesn't want to die on an empty stomach and wow, Kacchan's hand is warm, and sweaty, but that's just how Kacchan's hands are, and Izuku is going to combust and-
"You're an idiot," Kacchan says, throwing Izuku's phone at Ochako, who is lying in wait for some reason.
"Check what he did and don't tell me about it." Kacchan calls back over his shoulder.
Ochako salutes at their retreating backs, already unlocking Izuku's phone.
Ah.
Izuku is going to get so much shit for that later.
And Kacchan is still holding Izuku's hand, pulling him down all the stairs instead of taking the elevator, past a great many curious eyes because everyone has decided to stand outside their doors and gawk today for some reason but Kacchan doesn't let go and Izuku is going to die.
After lunch!
Izuku will die after lunch, which is "leftovers" from Kacchan's lunch, which Kacchan stands and watches him eat, like he thinks Izuku is going to go somewhere and do something nefarious if he turns his back.
To be fair, Izuku has done that.
A lot.
Izuku is not nearly as much of an angel as his Deku persona is believed to be, which Kacchan knows, intimately, with prejudice.
That, Izuku does feel bad about. The whole vigilante thing, in hindsight, had been a terrible idea. He got a lot done, but he also hurt a lot of people, Kacchan extremely included.
Izuku's not going anywhere now, though.
He doesn't need to. He just needs someone to lend him their phone...