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Katsuki groaned in exasperation. Izumi Midoriya had been his closest friend for as long as he could remember. He loved her like she was his family, and the thing about family is that you stuck by each other even when they acted like the biggest fucking morons on planet earth.
“Deku, she’s looking at you,” Katsuki whispered, elbowing his gigantic friend.
Izumi looked ahead to see Uraraka waving at her from across the training grounds, she gingerly waved back, her face turning bright red in embarrassment.
It had been like this since the beginning of their first year.
They were graduating today.
Katsuki put his face in his hand. How was this girl the size of an actual tank, over three meters tall with the strength to literally move mountains but she was somehow still too Goddamn shy to talk to a pretty girl?
“Go talk to her. She likes you!”
“I- I don’t know, Kacchan. I don’t wanna bother her while she’s talking to Tsu,” Izumi stammered out.
Katsuki looked across the grounds in front of their school to see the frog girl looking visibly frustrated as she spoke with Uraraka… While pointing in his and Izumi’s direction.
“Oh my God, she’s literally telling her the same thing I’m telling you.”
“Are you sure?” Izumi asked, still looking uneasy.
Okay, now I’m mad.
Katsuki grabbed this enormous girl by her collar and pulled her down to eye level with him. “Izumi Midoriya, my oldest friend. You’re like a sister to me. I love you. I respect you. Alright? But if you don’t talk to that beautiful girl right now, I will blast your fucking face off in front of everyone and then go to sleep with a clean conciense! DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME! GO FUCKING TO TALK TO HER YOU IDIOT!”
Izumi gulped and nodded, walking across the field until they were somewhere private.
Katsuki breathed a sigh of relief and went over to Asui.
“They’re gonna walk out holding hands while blushing like crazy,” Asui reasoned.
“Or they’re gonna do something absolutely unholy underneath those cherry blossoms,” Katsuki suggested.
“It’s a complete tossup,” the frog girl agreed.
“... What if they just stare at each other for half an hour and then walk away having done nothing?”
“What if I slid my tongue up your asshole and through your mouth?”
“Okay, okay, I get it!”
Izumi took a deep breath as she and Ochako stood underneath a cherry blossom tree, some of the pink of the flowers mixing with Izumi’s messy green hair.
“So…” Izumi finally managed to get out.
“So…” Ochako replied, unsure of what else to say.
“So… Kacchan basically bullied me into talking to you.”
“Tsu did the same thing.”
The two of them stayed silent for a moment before both of them started cracking up.
“I can’t believe they’re actually still buying it!” Ochako cackled.
“I know! Do they actually think we're that hopeless?!" Izumi snorted.
"It’d be one thing if it were just Kamiari or Mineta, but the two people who say they know us best?”
"Genuinely, I know we're dorks, but is anyone really that bad?"
“Oh God!” The brown haired girl wheezed out. “How do you wanna play it? Go back there holding hands? Just chill here for a minute and come back with our clothes partly undone and my hair all messed up?”
Izumi thought for a minute then glanced at one of her arms. None of them had been to the gym in a few days. “Do you wanna just skip the ceremony and go to the gym?”
Ochako mulled it over then nodded. “A gym date it is!”
“We can tell them we made each other sweat all night long,” Izumi joked.
Ochako smirked and swatted her girlfriend’s arm. “Shut up.”
Izumi laughed then smiled at her. “In all honesty, Ochako, anywhere and anything we do is fine with me as long as I'm with you.”
Ochako smiled back. “I feel the exact same way, De- Izumi.”
They giggled.
First names were something they were both still getting used to.
Izumi looked around them and let out a contented sigh.
“It’s so peaceful now.”
“I know. I can’t believe we managed to rebuild so much after only two years.”
“So much done, but still so much left to do. We need to make sure that the era we usher in is one of peace.”
Ochako giggled. “I just realized, we’re basically fighting to make ourselves obsolete. If we do what we’ve set out to do, then the world won’t need heroes anymore.”
Izumi shrugged. “I mean regardless of what we do, there’s always going to be people who do terrible things and need to be stopped, we’re just doing our best to make that number as small as possible, and on top of that, no one can completely prevent natural disasters or man made accidents.”
Ochako nodded. “That’s true. Anyway, enough waxing philosophically, I wanna get my cardio in.”
“Agreed. I might finally have a vessel worthy of One For All, but I still need to make sure I maintain it.”
Ochako smirked up at her gigantic girlfriend. “I still remember the way you looked on the day of the entrance exam, you were shorter than me.”
Izumi snorted. “I still can’t believe that I actually broke my arm and both of my legs doing that first smash.”
“It was so romantic how you saved me that day,” the gravity hero teased.
“I was returning the favor, you saved me first,” the falling girl reminded, a wry smirk on her face.
“Oh yeah, I did, didn’t I?” The shorter girl giggled.
“But yeah, I’ve had a crazy growth spurt these past few years. I’ve more than doubled in height. I went from 140 centimeters to 305 in the course of three years,” Izumi mused, looking down at her new body. “I knew this quirk was gonna make me really strong but I didn’t think it was gonna affect my puberty. My mom’s only 160 centimeters and my dad’s barely over 165. I was not supposed to be this huge.”
“Well I rather enjoy it,” Ochako replied, visibly blushing as Izumi marveled at her increased size and muscle mass.
Izumi blushed again. “Let’s go back real quick and tell Kacchan and Tsu our plan, we can tell everyone we’re actually dating tomorrow at the graduation party. We’ll keep the joke going for just a little longer.”
Ochako nodded. “Sounds like a plan!”
The two took each other’s hands and walked back to campus, all the while doing their level best to keep the “blushing fools in love” act.
Soon enough the entire ground, their peers, their kohais, and the staff alike (save for Nezu and a blonde girl they were pretty sure was Vlad King’s niece) were all staring at them in shock.
“FUCKING FINALLY!!!!” Hollered Katsuki and Tsu, who were now celebrating even harder than if they had when they’d received their diplomas.
Izumi and Ochako both tried their best to hide the shit eating grins that were threatening to emerge on their faces. This was way too freaking easy. They loved their friends so much but they were the biggest freaking suckers.