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“WHERES THE DAMN POPCORN?!” Katsuki shouts across the UA student lounge.
“I'M COMING, SORRY!!!” Mina squeals back.
It’s class 1A’s monthly movie night! The young heroes hold this tradition dear to them, it’s one of the only things that provide them with some sense of normalcy after the war. Given the amount of trauma the students have faced within the past months, it’s important to have things like this to keep them sane.
“I got the lights.” Shoto declares with his usual melancholy tone.
“I’ll get blankets!” Ochaco shouts.
The teens settle in, Mina, Ochaco, Tsu and Momo sit on the floor with their backs resting on the couch. Izuku, Kirishima, Katsuki and Shoto sit above them. The couch faces the television with wide windows illuminating the majority of the room. On the horizon you can see the reconstruction of the city in progress. Some students sit on the left right side of the layout, with some on the floor.
“Hey nerd, sit here, there's room.” Katsuki pats the spot next to him. Izuku complies with a soft grin.
The teens sit down with blankets and popcorn. The room is warm with hints of butter in the air. A glare from the window behind them casts a slight shine on the tv.
30 minutes pass.
“This movie is boringggg!!!! We should find something else!!” Mina whines and throws her head back, hitting Kirishima's knee. He flinches at the sudden physical contact with his long-time crush.
“Nah, give it 10 minutes, it gets good.” The man reassures her.
“Okay, whatever you say..”
Another 40 minutes pass and a good majority of the class has fallen asleep. Denki and Jiro rest their heads on one another, their hands entangled over the blanket. Mina, to no surprise, is sprawled out on the floor, nearly drooling. The only remaining students awake are Izuku and Katsuki.
Since the war, their relationship has changed. They’ve become closer, much closer. More often than not they’re with each other. They spar, grocery shop, do laundry, and cook all in each other's presence. There’s a tension, and anxiety in the air when they’re apart. It’s almost like a trauma bond. I mean, they spend almost every second of every day together. It can’t be healthy. But they don’t care, they make each other happy, so why stop?
Along with this dependency, they’ve developed an intimate connection. They shared their first kiss in the hospital after the war. Izuku walked in crying, sobbing as he told Katsuki he had a nightmare about his death. Things escalated and comfort evolved to physical intimacy. The two were startled, but they liked it. Since then they’ve been a crutch for each other. Sleeping in the same bed, providing comfort when one has PTSD attacks and night terrors, driving each other to doctors appointments, ‘normal’ couple things. It’s foreign to them, neither of them have ever been in a relationship like this, but they are both working to get more comfortable with it.
The movie is practically background noise, nobody is listening anyway. Well, except Izuku. But he doesn’t count because he’s always into cheesy romance movies. It’s silly, but endearing. Katsuki’s always liked that about him. He cares so much about other people. It’s sweet and is one of the things that first made him fall for Izuku.
Katsuki looks over at Izuku and sees him staring at the screen with an intense glare. The blond can’t help but chuckle at his interest in such a feeble piece of media. Izuku’s hands are neatly tucked in his lap, but his body language is tense and he’s sitting slightly leaned forward, like a cat staring at a mouse.
It’s so damn cute.
“Hey, nerd.” Katsuki whispers.
“Izuku..?”
“Huh, oh, sorry Kacchan!” Izuku smiles and relaxes his shoulders.
Katsuki’s heart melts. Fuck, how is he so cute?
“Hey, everyone's asleep. Wanna sneak away for a minute?” Katsuki smirks and gestures
toward the dorm hallway with his head.
Izuku’s eyebrows shoot up, “What? Are you crazy?! What if they wake up?!”
“They won’t wake up, look at them.”
The two look around only to see their peers dead asleep. Shoto’s popcorn is spilling off his lap and onto the floor, Ochaco is curled in a fetal position next to Mina, who still looks like she fell out of a seven story building, and the rest lay with their heads back and mouths slightly open. Safe to say, they're all asleep.
Izuku looks at Katsuki with a delighted grin.
“Well, they look pretty knocked out…It can’t hurt to step away for a minute..”
Katsuki squints his eyes and chuckles.
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Katsuki leans in close to whisper in Izuku's ear.
“Alright, I’m gonna sneak away first, and you follow after a minute or two. If someone wakes up just say you gotta use the bathroom.”
“Got it.”
Katsuki pinches the corner of his blanket, lifts it up and off his lap, and stands up slowly. He glances at Izuku, and walks away casually.
Success.
A few seconds pass and nobody’s moved yet, that’s a good sign. Izuku turns his head to see if Katsuki’s secured his victory. Sure enough, he’s turning the corner out of the student lounge and into the dorm hallway. Now all he has to do is wait for Izuku.
Katsuki’s heart is pounding thinking about what’s gonna happen next. He’s so nervous and it pisses him off. He’s almost a graduate, how could a kiss freak him out this much? Maybe it’s because it’s with his long time rival (and boyfriend)? But still, this isn’t anything they haven’t done before? So he pushes his nervousness down and waits.
He always pushes his feelings down. Typical Katsuki.
Izuku waits, listens, and comes to the conclusion that it’s safe to stand up. He slowly stands, trying to make as little sound as possible. But his efforts fail.
“Hey..where you goin’ deku?” Ochaco mumbles.
“Oh, uh, I just need to get something from my dorm! I’ll be right back.”
“Hmph, okay.”
His answer was reassuring enough for Ochaco, and she goes back to sleep.
Izuku takes a deep breath out, “Phew…”
He starts walking towards the dorm room hallway, as to not disturb his classmates. Before he takes the turn he looks back to see if anyone woke up. Fortunately, they’re all where they should be. He smiles and makes the turn.
There he is. Katsuki is standing there, anxiously tapping his foot. He’s facing the wall, shoulders raised higher than they naturally sit, and he looks like he’s…taking deep breaths? That’s certainly not like him. Though it’s hard to see with the lack of light.
“Kacchan!” he whisper-yells across the hallway,
Katsuki turns around, and Izuku is walking towards him with that familiar playful smile and those damn cute freckles.
Fuck he wants to kiss him so bad.
No longer is he nervous, those thoughts seem silly now. Katsuki wants nothing more than to kiss him as soon as possible and never stop. He wants to feel every inch of his body, run his fingers up and down his spine. He wants to make out with him in this quiet, dark school hallway, it’s disgraceful. But that doesn’t stop him.
The blond sighs. “Oh, there you are.”
“Sorry I took so long! Ochaco woke up but I told her I was heading to my dorm aaaand she didn’t wonder where you were so I figured the coast was clear, plus she seemed pretty tired so I bet she didn’t even notice you left…..”
Katsuki cuts him off. “You’re doing that rambling thing again.” he gives an endearing smile.
“Oh, sorry. I’m trying to work on that.” Izuku chuckles.
“Sure you are.”
Silence fills the room for a moment. Izuku and Katsuki standing there, smiling at each other.
Izuku moves closer to Katsuki, the blond backs up with the same tempo. Step. Step. Step. Ste-
He hits a wall.
They’re face to face, Izuku leans in, cornering Katsuki.
He slides his hand to the back of Katsuki's head as their mouths slowly touch, they don’t rush.
Izuku moves his body closer, their chests pressed together as they continue to kiss. Katsuki feels his chest is on fire. His heart is beating so damn fast and he doesn’t understand why. They’ve done this before, yet he still feels like a naive, inexperienced juvenile.
Izuku on the other hand is clueless of Katsuki’s nervousness, which is probably contributing to his staggering confidence.
The kissing is faster, their heads now moving with each and every motion. It’s like a competition. Of course, they won’t let each other win.
“Gosh Izuku, what’s with the sudden burst of energy?” Katsuki teases.
“I missed you, Kacchan.” He smiles as he leans into their kiss once again.
Katsuki's heart flutters with his unanticipated words,
He pulls away,
“...I missed you too, nerd.”
Izuku giggles, slightly embarrassed.
Katsuki runs his hands down Izuku’s back, feeling each and every muscle. He moves his fingers up and down his spine, tickling his scarred skin.
“Kacchan, that tickles!”
Katsuki slides his hands down, grabs the man's waist and pulls him closer,
“Better?” he teases,
Izuku doesn’t give a verbal reply, he only smiles and lunges toward the blonds lips once more. It's so exciting. The thought that someone could just walk in at any time, the fact that they just snuck away from their entire class, it’s such a rush. The adrenaline is so pleasing. But this is different, this isn’t like fighting villains or battling rival peers, this is a secret. This is a secret between just the two of them. That is what makes it so intimate, so arousing. The mutual fear of getting caught, of punishment or disapproval from peers, it’s just so thrilling.
Izuku runs his fingers through Katsuki’s hair, tugging at the little tufts of blond while continuing to kiss him. He softly kisses back, pleased with the seductive treatment he’s receiving. He never wants this moment to end, but inevitably, it must.
“We should probably head back soon, they might get suspicious.” Izuku mutters.
“Oh whatever nerd, you worry too much.” Katsuki smiles while stroking Izuku’s hair.
“Here, how ‘bout you crash at my dorm tonight? I’ll pull out the futon and make some food for us.”
“And we can continue this there?” Katsuki teases.
“Yes, we can continue this there, Kacchan.”
“Perfect, I'll be there.”
They kiss one last time before they have to return to the student lounge. Their lips brush together, they both want more, they long for each other. But of course they have to wait.
Katsuki is the first to break away, “Let's just walk back together, they're probably all asleep anyway.”
“Fine by me,” Izuku replies.
The two start walking toward the student lounge, where their classmates await them, but hopefully they haven’t even noticed they left.
They successfully make it to the couch, sitting down amongst the others. They glare at each other and chuckle. Katsuki knows what’s going to happen tonight.