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Y-yeild..”
Despite Deku’s low murmur of surrender, katsuki stayed planted atop the green haired boy- his knees bracketing Izuku’s frame and his own hands pinning the others to his back. Katsuki scoffed before finally loosening his grip when deku started to squirm beneath him.
“Shitty nerd, what’s wrong with you? Wars over so now you think you can just slack off? Fight me deku!”
Despite his harsh words, what katsuki really meant was that he was worried, it was unlike izuku to surrender so easily, even after past circumstances.
“Im sorry kacchan…just didn’t get enough sleep last night.”
“Tch, that’s pretty fuckin obvious”
The pair both left the training room, simmering in unresolved tension of things that were left unsaid.
It had been like this for fucking weeks, deku began to yield more often, his attacks were getting sloppy, he was zoning out frequently during mr Aizawa’s lessons and the bags under his eyes- god, they were bad.
“Alright guys this movie is truly what I call, peak cinema.”
Denki put a hand over his heart and looked up to the ceiling, as if to emphasise his point. Katsuki just scoffed and rolled his eyes, knowing damn well that dunce face has never been able to pick an even decent movie for the infamous class 1A movie nights. Although it may seem dumb to any other extra, these movie nights are what keeps the students of this class grounded. Especially after war, having something so simple and relaxing included in their routine is essential. And despite the explosive blondes complaints, he too enjoys these movie nights- even if they do run into his set bedtime (which is absolutely necessary in order to be the best fuckin hero there is, thank you very much.), he can admit to himself that he likes to see all of his friends smiling contentedly during a group activity. If the warm feeling in his chest is anything to go by.
The movie was almost over now, and katsuki was right, of course he was. The movie was fuckin shitty, and not because it was bad- it was the ending. The main character had finally began to emerge from his shell, slowly allowing himself to break free from the help of this girl who wouldn’t leave him alone after meeting him. From the start she made it clear that she was suffering from a disease, that would lead to her early and inevitable death. But regardless of that, with the movies pacing and sweet, comforting moments- it was easy to forget about the dark reality she was facing. That was until it came right back and slapped you in the face, she was murdered- cutting the short lifespan she had even shorter.
A couple of classmates were tearing up (Including dunce face, the stupid dipshit.) and others were dozing off. But Katsuki’s eyes were only fixated on one person, one with viridian eyes and forest curls. It was strange, he looked…unfazed. Which was unlike the nerd, for the crybaby he is. And if he was tierd…wouldn’t he be knocked out right now? Katsuki didn’t have much more time to wonder, as the night went on and the movie ended. Everyone retreated to their respective dorms, including Katsuki.
Despite the late hour, he found he couldn’t sleep. All he could think about was deku- izuku. Is he okay? He felt his fingers twitch and his brows furrow as his mind conjured up many theories for the nerds strange behaviour. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure it out, Katsuki now just realised after piecing it together- the nerd wasn’t sleeping enough. Clearly, he’d even told katsuki himself- how could he be so stupid and miss it? Katsuki quickly got up to his feet, shuffling his slippers on and exiting his dorm room. If deku wasn’t sleeping right now, it would confirm his suspicions, because there’s no way in hell the nerd would still be awake by now for other reason.
For some shitty reason, katsuki felt his stomach began to flutter as he made his way to the greenettes room, like some sort of weird anticipatory feeling.
Once he finally and it to the nerds door, stopping in-front and definitely not hesitating. He slammed his fist against the oak, trying to will away any nerves.
Sure enough, after a couple seconds the greenette timidly answered door.
“K-kacchan! What are you doing up so late?”
Katsuki didn’t wait to be invited in, barging into the nerds room and leaning against his desk. Izuku shut the door, looking middle confused but nonetheless tired, as usual- plopping down on his bed.
“I should be asking you that, deku”
“A-ah, well I was…studying! Yeah, I didn’t wanna fall behind in mr Aizawa’s and get threatened with expulsion haha..”
Katsuki could almost get angry at the nerd for being such a bad liar if it wasn’t for his exhausted state.He didn’t even have his study materials out for crying out loud.
“Bullshit deku.”
“I-it’s not!”
Katsuki gave him an incredulous look, clearly not willing to entertain deku’s lies.
“Okay…maybe. But it’s nothing serious kacchan you don’t need to worry about me!”
“The fuck? Who said I was worried goddamn nerd!”
“Right…sorry kacchan.”
Fuck. He didn’t mean to blow up at deku like that- but the nerd was making him sound like a sap! Whatever..
“shit…no deku- I..”
Izuku just stared at the blonde, as if he couldn’t belive what he was about to hear.
“I do.”
“Do what, kacchan?”
That little shit was going to make him say it wasn’t he.
“Care, or whatever.”
“Kacchan…”
“So fucking- spit it out or some shit, why are you really up?”
Izuku swallowed thickly, fiddling with his thumbs nervously.
“…I have dreams.”
Dreams? Like nightmares?
“You gotta be less vague, nerd.”
“R-right! It’s…kinda hard to talk about..”
After some tense silence , katsuki fought back the internal voices and walked over to sit next to Izuku on his bed, keeping a friendly distance.
“…you can tell me deku.”
Although the greenette looked startled at the distance that had just been closed between the pair, it was quickly twisted into a more vunerable expression. His brows pinched together, and his gazes shifted towards his lap as he meddled with the hem of his sleep shirt.
“..You died, kacchan. Your heart- it stopped beating! I-I saw you!…you were dead.”
Suddenly katsuki felt his stomach drop, of course he had his own have nightmares of the war too, but after some mandatory therapy (fuck that he would’ve been able to recover just fine on his own or whatever), he managed to sleep most nights without intrusion. Only occasionally would he be haunted by the gruelling memories from the battlefield. But for Izuku to still be suffering from them now so frequently…it had to be bad.
“I did. But…I’m here, Izuku.”
When Izuku didn’t say anything, katsuki decided to take a risk- he reached out and pulled Izuku toward his chest, pressing his ear to it.
“See, I’m alive. I’m okay. My heart is fine…we are fine.”
Deku still didn’t say anything, but his shoulders began to shake- fuck, did katsuki do something wrong? He thought this would help- he crossed a boundary didn’t he? Shit-
But then izuku wrapped his arms around Katsuki’s torso, tears beginning to stain his shirt.
“I-I thought I l-lost you.”
Izuku began to sob and fuck if Katsuki’s heart didn’t swell at his broken and vunerable the nerd was being.
“Well you didn’t. I’m here.”
Katsuki didn’t return Izuku’s hold, but let him cling to him.
Eventually katsuki decided fuck it, he manoeuvred them so they were lying in Izuku’s bed and under the covers , facing each other.
“W-what are you doing?”
“Just shut it nerd!”
Katsuki hesitated before wrapping his arms around the nerd, pressing him close. He felt Izuku’s forest curls tickle his chin as the smell of Jasmine assaulted his senses. It only occurred to him as he began to nuzzle into the mess of curls, that he should check if this was actually okay with the nerd.
“…is this..okay?”
Izuku instantly nodded, infact he nuzzled closer into Katsuki’s chest.
Cute.
who said that?
Katsuki finally loosened a breath as he felt Izuku’s untense and relax into his hold- this new territory sparked something between the two. Katsuki couldn’t explain it but, he realised that he had now breached a point of no return, and he’s more than okay with that. The blonde heard Izuku giggle and was about to question what’s so fucking funny, until he realised his heart was beating like crazy.
“The fuck you laughing for nerd.”
“Nothing!”
Izuku squeaked, Katsuki pinched him fondly and allowed a small chuckle to escape.
“..Thank you Kacchan.”
“For what?”
Izuku looked up to meet Katsuki’s gaze, almost immediately regretting it when it brung their lips so close- they could kiss so easily, but carried on anyway.
“For this, for everything. I lo-“
Izuku cut himself off instantly- oh my god he almost said he loves Kacchan! Which he does! But it’s not the time to tell him…soon though.
However it was worth the beautiful sight before him, a flushed kacchan with pink tinging his cheeks and tips of his ears.
“Tch, whatever nerd.”
Izuku smiled at the lack of bite behind his words, moving his head back to comfortably rest beneath Kacchan’s chin, wrapping his arms around his torso.
“Goodnight kacchan.”
Kacchan huffed before replying.
“Goodnight, Izuku.”
And as the greenette drifted off into an uninterrupted sleep, the blonde muttered his last words before joining Izuku into deep slumber.
“I love you too.”