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The top heroes of Japan were all out working.
Katsuki Bakugo, also known as Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, but most civilians call him Dynamight, was on patrol with his best friend and right-hand man in crime, Eijiro Kirishima, whose hero name is Red Riot.
Well, they weren’t together physically, Katsuki had been patrolling around U.A. High, while Eijiro was sitting on a roof, watching out for villain attacks where coincidentally, was the same area where Katsuki had been kidnapped by that sludge villain way back.
The number one hero, Deku, was at his own agency, making a report on a recent attack that had just happened. This was the first time in a long time for there to be an attack. As everyone knew how strong Deku was. And how he did not take villain attacks lightly.
Katsuki had been talking to Kirishima for a while on the radio. Talking about anything that could cross their minds.
Katsuki’s patrol would end in an hour, While Eijiro’s would end in two.
“This is so boring. There are never any damn villains around. Cause Deku always gotta come outta nowhere, and save the fucking day. As per usual usual.” Katsuki rolls his eyes, even though Eijiro wouldn’t even see. He clicks the send button.
“Yeah, I know man. But we still gotta watch out,” tsked Eijiro.
“I know, I know Shitty hair,” says Katsuki, a form of annoyance and frown forming upon his face.
“We already lost someone from our class because of a villain attack. I don’t wanna have to deal with that again,” Eijiro mumbled.
“It’s fine if you couldn’t save one person, Koda tried his best to attack, he just wasn’t ready.”
Silence on the other end.
“Oi, you there?” Katsuki asks into the radio.
“Yeah, man.”
They continued talking. Games, TV shows and all sorts of things. Even though most of the time, they had already mentioned these types of things.
They both hated patrol, but they both knew they had to do it.
And after patrol, Katsuki finally went home.
Normally, Eijiro and him never talked outside of patrol, unless it was something to do with work. But why was that the case? The thought made Katsuki so annoyed he could probably smash a wall down.
Was he just some guy he talked to when Eijiro was bored?
Even though Katsuki didn’t want to admit it, he deeply valued his and Eijiros relationship. And he didn’t just wanna talk to him during patrol. He wanted to talk to him all the time. Which fucking sucked, because they didn’t. Which is why he made it his mission for him to be the fucking best and become the best of friends with Eijiro. Which… might take a while.
Thankfully, Denki, Eijiro and him were planning to go to a restaurant to reunite together.
And honestly, Katsuki was looking forward to it.
And hopefully, Denki would fix the weird ass tension going on between Katsuki and Eijiro. Even though Katsuki desperately didn’t want help from Denki out of all people.
***
Time had passed, and it was finally the day for them to hang out.
Katsuki wasn’t very excited for Denki. But Katsuki certainly was for Eijiro. To see his cute, wide smile… his hair that stuck up so stupidly, but yet again, gave Katsuki such a sense of comfort.
Sadly, Eijiro decided to send them all matching suits, since they were going to a fancy restaurant or some shit. And because he thought it was ‘manly.’
He opened it up, and there it was. A white shirt, a black suit, and a black tie.
Like hell he’d wear that tie. He didn’t even wear his tie when he was in U.A. High.
It was funny to see how Eijiro never really changed since U.A. Obviously, Eijiro had gotten stronger, but his personality never changed for the worse. Which Katsuki liked about him. His bravery, kindness, and attitude to just everything always stayed the same.
Katsuki scowled to himself in embarrassment, before breaking into a sigh. They should be grateful that he would even wear this.
He quickly put it on, and headed to the destination. The top button undone.
As he arrived at the registration desk, he had only just realized that he didn’t know their table number.
“So, have you found out the table number your friend booked?” the lady asked behind the counter.
“I said I don’t know! Let me in!”
“I’m sorry but we can’t allow that,” she sighed.
“This guy booked it. He’s got yellow hair and shit. And the other guy. He’s got red shitty hair. Actually, why the hell am I telling you this? I’m Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, let me the hell in!” Katsuki protested.
“Oh, I think I remember your friend, he’s already in there. Your table is table 8!” she said with a smile.
Katsuki scoffed and went in.
The place was vast and the lights were dim, with many people talking and eating with enthusiasm. It truly had an excellent environment.
He looks around, and eventually spots two figures talking. Eijiro and Denki.
To stare at Eijiro, it was like all the air was sucked out of Katsuki.
He looked… absolutely divine.
In fact, he was the most fucking attractive guy- actually no, person he had ever seen. He was breathtakingly beautiful.
The suit looked perfect on him. Not a single dent or crease on it. It was perfectly suited for him.
And his hair… It was down and messy, but also looked natural. His smile was so angelic, it was as if he was a diamond in a place full of rubble and dirt.
He was smart, strong, and handsome. Very handsome if he must add.
“Hey, Bakubro!” Eijiro waves at him.
“Hey, Kacchan!” says Denki affectionately.
“Hey,” Katsuki mumbles, trying not to show the embarrassing thought he was just thinking about.
“Ah, Bakubro! You didn’t even bring your tie?” Eijiro questioned, starting to walk towards Katsuki.
“Like hell I would.”
“Don’t worry, I brought another one cause I knew you wouldn’t bring your tie,” Eijiro scoffs.
He gets closer to Katsuki, buttons up his top shirt, and starts putting the tie around him.
It was like Katsuki couldn’t breathe. The feeling of Eijiro being so close to him. They could practically feel eachother’s breath. It was making Katsuki go insane.
“Alright I’m done, Bakugo. Also, you can breathe you know,” Eijiro gave him a knowing look, smirking.
The fucking audacity.
“Fuck yeah I know.” Katsuki loosened the crinkled tie Eijiro had done for him, walking straight to the table.
“Hey Kacchan, what are you gonna order?” Denki asks.
“The fuck am I supposed to know.” Katsuki shrugged, closing his eyes.
“What about you, Eijiro?”
“A manly steak!” Kirishima has his thumb up, winking.
“Yeah same, with a coke.” Katsuki crosses his arms.
“You need Eijiro to help you order? Is he your mom or something, hah!” Denki laughs, leaning back on his chair.
“Shut the hell up, Dunce Face! I just got fucking reminded of the damn steak!”
Denki and Eijiro turned to each other, a look of confusion crossing on their faces.
“Why the hell you lookin at each other like that?” he spoke, his tone softer than what he had expected.
Denki and Eijiro turn to face him in unison, then burst out laughing.
“Now what the hell are you two laughing at!” Katsuki stood up, slamming his hands onto the table.
Silence. Until Denki and Eijiro begin laughing hysterically. Again.
“Sorry to interrupt, but we would appreciate it if you could quiet down the volume,” the waitress whispered, both hands around her mouth, as if she was trying to make her whisper louder.
“Sorry, sorry,” both Denki and Eijiro says, slowly beginning to calm down.
“I’m the number 2 hero, I can-“ Katsuki put his hand to his chest, speaking proudly.
“Wait.. are you… the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, the number 2 hero?? Oh my god!” the waitress squeaked, gushing all over, with her hands covering her mouth in amazement. Her long black hair was tied up, glasses that suited her face so well, and a cute button nose. She truly was beautiful.
“C-can I have a photo with you? I love you so, so, so much! ”
“Shit, why not? I am fucking amazing after all,” Katsuki said, feeling cocky as hell, normally he saw people act like this over Deku, leaving him in the sidelines even if he was the number 2 hero.
Katsuki got up, staring at the camera directly as he saw the photo appear in her library.
“Thank you so much! This is a lot to ask… but please could I hug yoy? I’ve always wanted to personally hug a hero!”
“Fuck n-“ Katsuki began.
“Come on, Kacchan. Just do it, for me,” Denki made puppy dog eyes, whining. As long as you stop doing that cringy shit. Katsuki thought in his head, rolling his eyes.
He sighed and finally embraced the waitress in a hug.
As he was hugging the fucking waitress out of pure peer pressure, he saw an angry looking Eijiro. He was normally a ‘Chill, cool and manly guy,’ As he would phrase it. But he was… pissed.
As they parted, Katsuki finally sat down.
“W-wow! I’ll cherish this forever! T-thank you so much! A-and don’t mind what I was saying before, nevermind me!”
She then took Katsuki’s, Eijiro’s and Denki’s orders. And ran as soon as she thanked Katsuki.
“I can understand her reaction, I'm amazing as hell,” Katsuki scoffed, a look of cockiness appearing on his face.
“Woah, Kacchan! You’re so popular!” says Denki, teasing him affectionately.
“Too popular for us clearly,” Eijiro rolls his eyes, slight attitude forming in his tone.
“Woah, Eijiro is getting angry,” Denki teased light-heartedly.
“Yeah, Shitty Hair. Why are you so all of a sudden pissed?” Katsuki scoffed.
“Nothing,” replied Eijiro dryly.
“Alright then…” mumbles. Denki.
“What the fuck is this?” Katsuki grumbles, breaking the silence that had been formed due to Eijiro’s unusual attitude.
Katsuki felt a paper in his back pocket, grabbing it in confusion.
“The hell is this…” Katsuki mumbled, opening the folded piece of paper.
It was the waitress’s number, and her name. Which was… Madison. She was Japanese American. And it said: meet me at cafe hero. It seemed so menacing, it was like he could hear her say it.
And it was obvious that all of his friends had seen the paper.
“Woahh someone’s got the hots for our little Kacchan!” Denki nudged Eijiro, but no reaction. Just… worry? Sadness? Anger? He couldn’t possibly tell what that reaction on his face was.
“Like hell I'm meeting her there.”
“Kacchann this could be your only chance to talk to a girl! And a hot one at that!” Denki raised an eyebrow, laughing. But of course, no one else was laughing.
“If you care so much, go yourself!” Katsuki slid the paper to Denki.
“Nah man, I'm fine with Kyoka. But if I wasn’t dating her… You know," says Denki teasingly, raising an eyebrow.
Katsuki rolls his eyes.
Recently, Katsuki had been feeling something happening between him and Eijiro. It was like… he always wants to be around him. He thought that Eijiro was beautiful in any way shape or form. Katsuki felt a special connection between them.
He didn’t know exactly how he felt, but he knew he would rather hang out with Eijiro than hang out with that random fucking waitress. Even if it meant having to go on patrol.
“Sorry guys… I need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be quick!” Denki says, running off in a hurry.
Great, now it was the two of them. With the awkward ass tension between the two.
There was utter silence the moment Denki left. As Katsuki had predicted.
Katsuki glanced over at Eijiro, who was staring at something, the window? The plant? Just somewhere over the right side of the restaurant. He was propping his head up with the back of his hand.
Katsuki thought it was a smart idea to stare at something amusing to keep him busy. Until Denki came back, of course.
So, he looked at the most beautiful thing in the room. Eijiro.
His round, sweet kind eyes made Katsuki’s stomach churn with butterflies. And all in the wrong and weird ways.
And his lips… oh my god. The temptation to just lean closer, and press his lips against his. Those are definitely not just platonic feelings.
Yep. He couldn’t deny it any longer. He likes Eijiro. He likes him so much, it’s fucking unbelievable. And he couldn’t fucking believe this.
“Dude, are you okay?” Eijiro wondered.
“Um, fuck yeah. Nothing, bro.” Why the hell did he say ‘bro?’ Now why the hell was he acting so weird?
“Shit, I mean- man? Whatever, where the hell is Dunce Face?” Katsuku scoffed, trying not to show the embarrassment on his face.
“The bathroom?” says Eijiro in confusion.
“Shit yeah, I know,” says Katsuki.
Is this what the influence of a crush does to you? If it was, it was absolute torture.
Why did he have to act so weird now?
At least Eijiro was also acting weird, so it covered up Katsuki’s weird ass mistakes.
“Hey, I’m back!” Denki yells, waving.
***
Katsuki finally arrived home. Already missing Eijiro. And if he must admit, very badly. Can he not survive without him for a second? Fucking hell.
But there was one thing he couldn’t get out of his head.
Why the hell was he acting so… unusual?
Eventually, Katsuki had accidentally fallen asleep.
When he woke up, he had mountain fulls of texts from Eijiro.
Shitty Hair
[Bakubro! Where are you? Did you forget we have a patrol together?]
[Also, sorry I was acting weird yesterday. I wasn’t feeling well. But I feel fine now!]
[Bakubro! I'm still waiting for you!]
[Midoriya is asking where you are!]
[ I told him you were busy doing something with a civilian, you owe me next time!]
Shit.
Katsuki got up quickly, set out the house, and used his quirk to hurry to the place he was patrolling.
Thankfully, Eijiro was patrolling the opposite of him. Waving and smiling at him in excitement.
Katsuki felt his cheeks go hot, coughing lightly.
There he was, the face he was missing so badly.
Katsuki watched Eijiro bring his radio closer to his mouth, saying something in it. All while keeping eye contact with Katsuki.
Later, the message came through to his radio.
“Bakubro! Where were you? I didn’t know you would skip patrol, that’s so not many!”
“I didn’t, I slept in,” says Katsuki flatly.
“Bro! I covered for you because you were sleeping?!” His scolding tone brought a smug smile to Katsuki's face.
Why the hell did everything Eijiro do make Katsuki go insane? He wasn’t this crazy about Eijiro before he realized his feelings for him. Right?
“I’ll make it up to you.”
Eijiro sighed. “Nah, don’t worry man. I was just joking,” Eijiro gave him a thumbs up. Even at the distance where Katsuki was. It seems Denki really did fix the tension between them.
“So what do y-“ Eijiro began to speak. Katsuki saw in the distance Eijiro running inside a building with a rushed expression on his face.
The last thing he saw before Eijiro rushed inside the building, was him hardening.
“Oi, Shitty Hair, what the hell is it?!” Katsuki immediately yelled into the radio.
No response.
Katsuki immediately jolted over to where Eijiro was, only to see a radio on the ground. The screen cracked.
It must be a villain attack.
He headed inside the building where Eijiro had run into.
Katsuki could hear noises coming from the top floor, Katsuki immediately acted, and launched himself up.
He could see that Eijiro was comforting a child, crying hysterically in his arms. It seems he had already defeated the villain.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the villain about to strike Eijiro from behind, where he wasn’t looking!
“Eijiro, watch out!” Katsuki yells, desperately trying to defend the two.
And the villain struck.
Katsuki sighed in relief when he saw that Eijiro had hovered over the child and hardened just in time
“I’ll beat the shit outta you!” Katsuki yells, sending an explosion that sent the villain flying.
The villain laid there on the ground, unable to move. Katsuki picked him up roughly from the ground.
“Ka-Dynamight! What happened here?!” Deku had jolyed over, probably using blackswhip.
“This fucking bastard was doing some shit to this child.” Katsuki began to walk over to the child, where Eijiro still was holding him.
“I see… I’m glad you and Red Riot figured it out. I’ll go make a report about this right after I find the child's parents! Also, it kinda looks like you‘re a cute little family!” Deku laughs, taking the child from his hands, using his blackwhip to get him to wherever he was going.
Both Katsuki and Eijiro were silent.
Eijiro coughed lightly, turning slightly red.
Was he… shy?
Maybe Katsuki really did have a chance with him after all.
“L-let’s head back to our patrol area.” Eijiro covered the blush on his face, dragging Katsuki by the arm. Not daring to look at him in the eyes.
Katsuki smirked to himself, staring at the arm that Eijiro was holding.
Man, he felt cocky as hell.
Should he ask him out? Or would that be too bold?
If he didn’t like Katsuki back, why would Eijiro act so shy?
The thoughts spiraled in his brain, unable to make a decision. If he did ask him out, what if he messed up their relationship?
Shit, let's go for it. Katsuki thought.
“You alright, dude?” Eijiro turned around to face him. Eye to eye.
“Fuck yeah, I was just thinking,” says Katsuki. This was a perfect opportunity.
“Of what?”
“Go the hell out with me.”
They both stopped walking, Eijiro finally letting go of Katsuki as he turned around to face Katsuki.
“As in a… date?” mumbles Eijiro quietly, raising his eyebrows slightly.
“And what the hell do you think ’go the hell out with me’ means?” Katsuki’s heart was beating so fucking hard right now. Eijiro needed to hurry up and fucking answer or Katsuki was probably gonna die right on the spot, without ever becoming the number 1 hero.
“What about that waitress?” says Eijiro quietly.
“Like fuck I’d wanna go on a date with her. I fucking wanna go on a date with you! So hurry the damn hell up and say yes!” At this point, Katsuki was just shouting to hide his quivering voice, which was probably not a good impression.
“Alright, yes,” Eijiro whispered, a tint of happiness forming in his voice.
Katsuki’s head shot up straight to Eijiro’s face, who was smiling at him, with that beautiful smile of his whenever he was really happy.
Katsuki’s grin grew wide. “Cool,” he muttered.
They continued walking to their patrol area in silence.
Katsuki had finally asked Eijiro out.
And fuck it felt good.
Katsuki and Eijiro sat down in their designated area, occasionally giving eachother a few quick glances.
“Where do you wanna go on the date?” Those word’s weren’t getting used to Katsuki’s ears. But nevertheless, he loves hearing those words.
“We could roam around a street food market and get a bunch of shit samples?” Katsuki suggests.
“Sure!” replies Eijiro.
Silence, until Eijiro broke it with a sigh.
“It was manly of you to ask me out first,” chuckles Eijiro.
“Fuck yeah, I’m manly all the damn time and who else would’ve done it?”
“Me, man. I was gonna ask you at the restaurant but the waitress got to you first,” Eijiro scoffs. “She wasn’t manly at all.” Eijiro pouts.
“Are you telling me I didn’t even need to do that shit?” Katsuki asks in disbelievement.
“Dude, I said I was gonna, not that I was about to ask soon.”
Fuck, Eijiro keeps wrapping him around his finger unintentionally.
Eijiro really makes him feel unbelievable things.
***
Katsuki walks up and down his corridor, thinking on how to make this a perfect date.
If he were still back in U.A., he'd probably force him to play games in his room the entire date, and swear at him if he lost. Which would’ve been fucking stupid. And would’ve probably scared Eijiro away for eternity.
But Katsuki was different now. He knew he couldn’t fuck this up.
Katsuki purposely said that they should go to a street market because Eijiro was always talking about how he couldn’t live without meat in his life. He says it's the most manly thing a man could possibly eat. And that he feels bad for vegetarians which Katsuki couldn’t understand why, they chose to be vegetarian, so why should his Eijiro feel bad for them?
Katsuki decides that if he wanted to make a good first impression, he would need an amazing outfit.
But fuck, he had nothing good to wear. He only had sweaty vests and his hero costume. Which he clearly was not gonna wear.
Did he seriously have to go shopping? He didn’t want to admit it, but he might have to.
Katsuki picked up his phone, and dialed the first person that came to his mind.
Denki.
“Dunce Face!” Katsuki yells into his phone. “Go shopping with me tomorrow! 2:00pm. Sharp.”
“Dude, it’s literally 3:00AM, I'm trying to sleep!”
“Did I ask? Are you gonna come with me or not?”
“Sorry man, I’m hanging out with Kyoka tomorrow...” Denki’s voice gradually grew smaller, and snoring came through to the line.
“Fuck,” Katsuki mutters.
Katsuki ends the call, since Denki clearly can’t.
Katsuki will have to go shopping by himself.
Katsuki heads to bed. “This should not be how I spend my fucking limited days off,” Katsuki growls to himself, before finally going to sleep.
***
Katsuki secretly used his quirk in a no quirk area. He didn’t wanna pay for the bus. Did they expect the number 2 hero to use public transport? Katsuki groaned, It still annoyed him as fuck when he remembered he wasn’t the number 1 hero. He needed to hurry up and surpass Deku.
When he finally arrived at the mall, he headed straight to the clothes shops.
Which shit clothes should I buy from this expensive shit shop? Katsuki thought, rummaging through all the clothes. Until he heard a familiar voice.
“Bakubro!” Eijiro seemed to also be shopping here.
“What are you doing here?” asks Eijiro.
Katsuki stares at him blankly.
“Oh, right. Obviously you would be shopping for clothes!” Eijiro patts him on the back with a smile on his face.
“Do you need help? It looks like you’re struggling. And the manly thing to do is help a bro in need!” Eijiro begins to rummage through the hangers.
“Hah? Does it look like I need help that badly?” asks Katsuki.
“Yeah bro, I've never seen you look so stressed man.”
“Ah! How about these?” Eijiro held out two striped shirts, one orange and white, the other red and white.
“Yeah sure, why not?” Katsuki took the orange shirt from Eijiro’s hands, and started to head to the changing room.
“Cool!” replies Eijiro, a smile forming on his face.
Katsuki stepped out of the changing room, with the orange shirt on.
“Bakubro! That looks sick on you! You should definitely buy it!”
“Alright.” Katsuki nods. He changes back into his own clothes, and heads to the paying area.
Katsuki would buy anything Eijiro would recommend to him.
“You should have the other one. It’ll look like we’re matching.” Katsuki hated the idea of matching, but since it was Eijiro, it was a different story.
“Nah bro, don’t worry about it. I don’t like baggy clothing.” Eijiro has a thumb up, winking at him. Now that made Katsuki’s heart beat.
He couldn’t force Eijiro to match with him if he didn’t want to, but deep down, Katsuki would really enjoy matching with Eijiro.
***
It was finally the day of the date. And fuck he was prepared. He was gonna wear the orange shirt Eijiro had recommended to him, and some jeans.
And Katsuki made sure his wallet was full before heading out.
He headed to their destination where Eijiro said he was gonna wait at one of the stalls for him.
Katsuki began to look through the crowd, trying to find Eijiro.
Eijiro was leaning on a truck, on his phone. He looked up for a moment, and made eye contact with Katsuki.
“Bakubro!” Eijiro put his phone in his pocket, running through the busy streets and greeted Katsuki with a warm hug that sent Katsuki into a warm fuzz.
But what made Katsuki confused was that Eijiro was wearing the exact shirt Katsuki had suggested he wore.
“What's with the shirt? I thought you didn’t like baggy clothing?” Katsuki asks, feeling confident.
“I went back for it, I realized it did look cool! Especially when I saw how manly and handsome you looked in it!” Eijiro began. “And since this is a date, it would be pretty cute to match,” Eijiro mumbles, scratching the top of his head with his index finger, looking away from Katsuki.
If Katsuki was gonna be honest, he wanted to kiss Eijiro so badly at that moment. But no, not yet. He had to wait for Eijiro to be ready for a relationship, which this date would determine. But that didn’t really matter, because Katsuki would wait an eternity for Eijiro.
“How about we go to this ugly one, since we’re already damn here?” Katsuki points at the man inside the food truck.
“Dude! It’s not nice to point at people!” Eijiro pushes Katsuki away, apologizing to the man.
“Fuck that guy.”
“Let's go to this one, dude.” He heads over to the station, grabbing a sample for both Katsuki and himself.
“Here!” He handed over a toothpick that had a slice of beef and cheese to Katsuki.
Katsuki snatches it from his hand, and forcefully shoves it in his mouth.
“Is it nice?” Eijiro gets closer to Katsuki’s face, also placing the sample in his own mouth.
“It tastes so manly!” Eijiro gasps.
“Do you like it?” Katsuki asks.
“Of course!”
Katsuki walks over to the woman in the food truck.
“Oi, can I have whatever that shit sample you were selling?” Katsuki slams money onto the table.” Ten of them,” Katsuki adds immediately.
After Katsuki finalized the order, Katsuki turned to face a shocked looking Eijiro.
“Woah, Bakubro! You like it that much?!” he exclaims.
“I think it tastes like fucking shit, but you like it, so here.” Katsuki throws the plastic bag into Eijiro’s arms, while Katsuki walks away.
“I’ll pay you back, dude!”
“No fucking need.”
Eijiro chuckles, running to catch up to Katsuki.
***
Katsuki decides to walk Eijiro home, as it would make a good impression.
“So, which shitty building do you live in?” Katsuki asks, hands in his pockets.
Eijiro points to a building in the distance. Probably around a 7 minute walk.
This was so fucking awkward Katsuki wanted to die. Did he mess up on the date? Oh shit.
“I enjoyed that date dude,” says Eijiro coincidentally.
Katsuki breaths a sigh of relief.
“Yeah, same. Especially cause it was with you.” Katsuki’s heart skipped a beat. Why the fuck did he say that?!
Eijiro’s face turned bright red. He practically couldn’t tell the difference from his hair and his face.
***
“You should take me out on another date, dude.” Eijiro suggests.
Katsuki felt a wave of happiness through him.
“Fuck yeah,” he replies immediately.
“Thanks dude!” He waved goodbye, kissing him gently on the cheek.
As Eijiro closed the door, Katsuki grinned to himself. Heading to his own house now.
Fuck yeah. I really am the fucking best. Katsuki thought. This is the best day of his life.
***
Katsuki and Eijiro had to head to Deku’s agency immediately, for some type of weird training.
Surprisingly, only him and Eijiro were there though, alongside Deku.
“It’s so good to see you, Dynamight and Red Riot-“ greets Deku.
“It’s Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight,” Katsuki corrects.
“Well currently, we are undergoing training for some trainees who wanna be heroes! Would you two like to participate?” asks Deku.
“Sure, no problem!” Eijiro replies.
Katsuki sighs, now he has to do it.
“Whatever.” Katsuki rolls his eyes.
“Wow Kacchan, you’ve changed a lot!” laughs Deku.
“Shut the hell up!”
“Anyways, head to the training place,” chuckles Deku.
Katsuki heads over with Eijiro, not excited to train with people who were below him.
When Katsuki and Eijiro finally arrived, everyone stared at them as if they were celebrities, which I suppose they were.
“My name is Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.” Katsuki crosses his arms.
“And I’m Red Riot!” Eijiro gives a big smile and points at himself with his thumb.
“Of course we know who you two are!” a girl gushes, staring at them with hearts in her eyes.
“Give me fucking 200 push ups!” Katsuki demands, pointing straight to the ground with his index finger.
“Woah, woah, Dynamight, maybe tone it down a bit, they’re just trainees!”
Katsuki snarls to himself.
“I thought Dynamight didn’t listen to anyone! How come he’s listening to you?” a boy wonders, staring at Eijiro.
***
A moment later, as they were walking home, Katsuki was fuming.
“It’s okay,” Eijiro comforted, patting Katsuki on the shoulder.
“It was those shitheads’ faults, it’s not my fault they aren’t as fit as me.”
“It’s okay dude, kids just ain’t your thing.”
“What days are you off of work?” Katsuki asked, even though he already knew the days he didn’t work. But he also wanted to break the silence, and also wanted to move away from the whole kids subject.
“Tuesday,” he said simply.
Katsuki found this awkward as hell, what should he do to impress Eijiro?
As he was deep in thought, he felt something tingle his hands. He looked downwards, to see their hands intertwined with each other’s. Eijiro has a big smile on his face, giving Katsuki a reassuring look.
When they finally arrive at Eijiro’s house, Eijiro unexpectedly invites him in.
“Fuck, no. It’s fine,” Katsuki protests, he was not prepared to go into Eijiro’s house.
“Nah, dude! Don’t worry about it! Come in!” Eijiro motions him inside, Katsuki was reluctant to come in.
The outside of the building was old and dirty, but the inside was beautiful and clean. Of course, only Eijiro could make an ugly dump like this so beautiful.
As Katsuki enters, he threw himself onto the couch, a puff of warm air bursting out.
“Can I get you anything?” Eijiro asks nervously.
“No,” Katsuki growls.
“Alright man,” Eijiro chuckles.
“Now why the hell am I here?” Katsuki coughs lightly, body slouching.
Eijiro moves closer to Katsuki. “Cause I wanna talk about the guy I’ve been talking to recently. He’s a real charmer. And the number two hero.”
Eijiro leans closer to Katsuki, eventually leading them to close their eyes, and fall into a deep kiss.
Katsuki takes back what he said before, this is the best day of his life. It was so sudden, but it felt just right.
The kiss was sweet, delicate, and sent a shiver down Katsuki’s throat, sending fire down to his stomach.
As they parted, Eijiro gave him a soft smile.
“What the fuck was that about?”
“You asked me out first and made the first move. I needed to be manly too, you know?” He gave him a soft smile.
Katsuki wants to kiss him again so bad, he didn’t even realize how much he would enjoy… kissing? It was weird. Katsuki needed to leave immediately, or he would end up doing something he shouldn’t.
“I’ve got shit to do, I'm going home.” Katsuki got up, throwing his hands in his pockets.
“See you on patrol, dude!” He waves, also getting up tl walk him out of the door.
Katsuki walks straight out of his house, with a smug look on his face. His relationship with Eijiro was so rapid, yet so perfect. If he saw a man like him everyday, how could he not fall for him?
This time, Katsuki and Eijiro were gonna be together physically on patrol, instead of talking on their stupid radios all the time. But this was only because some weird villain shit occurred the other day. And Katsuki was gonna make it count. He was gonna ask Eijiro to be his boyfriend.
***
“I’m gonna fucking win over that Shitty Hair if the last thing I fucking do,” Katsuki mumbles to himself, pouring water in his glass cup.
Does he know how he’s gonna ask? No. But Katsuki was prepared regardless.
As they both sat there on the rooftop, Katsuki was gonna do it. Right here, right fucking now.
“Yo, uh, dude. So, how’s the weather today?” Eijiro asks.
Fuck. Katsuki lost his train of thought for a minute.
“Be my fucking boyfriend,” Katsuki spoke confidently.
“Dude, what?”
“I said, be my fucking boyfriend.” Katsuki was feeling slightly less confident, due to Eijiro’s reaction, but that wasn’t gonna stop him from trying.
“Of course I will dude! What makes you think I would say no?”
Katsuki chuckles, a massive smile forming on his face.
***
Katsuki and Eijiro were sitting down on the couch while watching TV, Katsuki’s arm draped over Eijiro’s shoulders, cuddling together after patrol, while Eijiro was eating a bag of chips.
“Dude! Are you gonna watch it or not?” asks Eijiro.
“I can’t help it if it’s as boring as shit.”
Eijiro sighs before giving Katsuki a quick peck on the lips, and then focusing back on the TV. “After patrol cuddles are the best when they’re with you.”