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Izuku Midoryia had a problem.
A big problem.
A flaming hot problem ready to burst like a bomb at any given moment.
And no, that wasn’t a metaphor when the said problem was Katsuki Bakugo.
THE Katsuki Bakugo, the one figure that had always remained in his life. The one person he couldn’t stop thinking about for more than 20 years.
The one his heart constantly seemed to recognize before Izuku himself did. The one who makes him lose his mind for simply existing.
Well he was standing here, against Izuku’s desk, in his office at UA, looking a little too handsome for a monday morning.
And Izuku could’ve swear that he just said he was here for his first day as a teacher.
"What ?"
" Don’t make me repeat myself nerd ! Just tell me where Aizawa is. “ He said annoyed, he’s crimson eyes scanning the room as if it was he’s first time seeing it, which definitely wasn’t, since the blonde came in here at least once a week for various reasons, mostly interventions in his class and pick up Izuku, since he still a doesn’t have a car nor a drivers license .
“ Uhm..” Izuku looked at his watch, “ He should arrive any minute now. But don’t change the subject Kacchan ! What do you mean you’re here as a teacher ?”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and leaned on Izuku’s desk, his face only centimeters away from the greened-haired man, way too close.
Izuku’s could feel his face heating up a little looking directly in Kacchan’s eyes, so close that he could faintly sense the heat of his breath tickling his cheeks.
He was suddenly very aware of the space between them, or rather the lack of it. The large room seemed suddenly too small, and he could swear the walls were getting closer.
“ What do you think I mean Nerd, I’ve told you about it last week, why are ya acting so surprise ?” He said.
Well yes, Izuku had a vague memory of a conversation, with their friends where Kacchan had brought up Aizawa’s proposition to give him a position as a teacher until the end of the school year.
But the thing was that Izuku was too mesmerized by the way the light of the restaurant was softening Kacchan’s angular features to truly pay attention to what they were saying.
And also not to mention the fact that the idea of this becoming concrete didn’t even cross his mind. Katsuki being a teacher was so absurd to Izuku. Just imagining his angry best friend trying to teach basic hero stuff to a group of 16 years old made Izuku smile despite himself.
“ I didn’t thought it was serious.” Izuku said chuckling.
The blonde squinted his eyes and grinned
“ What ? You don’t think I can do it ?”
Izuku laughed at the cockiness of his interlocutor but not surprised.
“ Well first Kacchan, you don’t have a degree, and I’ve seen you make an 8 year old cry only yesterday. "
He moved a little closer and Izuku could smell his familiar scent of caramel and ashes wich always had the power to drive him crazy.
He could sense the room getting hotter and his cheeks getting pinker by the minute.
Kacchan smiled and Izuku heart beat faster.
“ You know what I think ?” He said
“ I think you’re scared I will turn out better at this than you.” He claimed his smile widening.
The freckled boy was found dumbfounded by what the blonde had just claimed, better at this than him ?
“ What ? It’s not a competition Kacchan!“ Izuku exclaimed, but a smile was forming at the corner of his mouth.
“You’re only saying that because you know I’ll win!"
Izuku rolled his eyes," Oh My god your are unbelievable !”
“Come on ! Don’t be a sore loser Izuku !”
Before he could find a response, Mister Aizawa walked in the room looking as tired as ever, followed by Present Mic, all the contrary radiant as usual.
“ Come on kids it’s too early for your stupid arguments.” Aizawa said.
Kacchan stepped back and turned around to see their former mentor, allowing Izuku to breathe normally.
“Well then tell the nerd to stop being such a wuss!“
Izuku opened his mouth in a gasp, offended.
“I am NOT a scaredy-cat Kacchan ! I just care about the children’s education, unlike you apparently ! ”
Everyone in the room froze, looking at him like he had said the stupidest thing ever.
Kacchan, trying to hide his laughter asked:
“A what nerd ?”
Izuku felt his cheeks burning up.
“You heard me !” He almost squinted out.
Present Mic exploded laughing, hurting everybody’s ears in the room like a microwaved fork.
“What happened nerd ? Why are you suddenly afraid to curse ? “ the explosive blond asked, still visibly struggling to hold his laughter.
“Because ! We are in a school Kacchan and it is in no way a place to curse.” Izuku said his cheeks burning up even more.
Katsuki lost it and bursted out loud, smiling so much that Izuku could see the blonde’s dimples.
His heart stopped for a moment and Izuku stopped breathing at the sight. He must have seen them a thousand times before but still, these dimples made something in Izuku’s stomach start to wriggle.
Aizawa, seemingly done with everyone and everything in this room let out a grunt.
“ If you two are finished” he said “ will you please let me show the explosive kid his classroom.”
“You don’t need to show me around old man, you do know I went to this school right !” The blonde shrieked.
“Yes trust me I know, you and your class are the reason for most of my grey hair. But still there has been some changes since you were a student Bakugo .”
Kacchan rolled his eyes but still followed his former teacher into the corridor, visibly incapable to resist his orders .
Before leaving he turned around and gazed at Izuku.
“See ya nerd”
Present Mic quickly followed them, leaving Izuku alone, contemplating , wich according to the spiral of thoughts inside his head right now, wasn’t such a good idea because Izuku still had a huge problem.
While a part of him was thrilled to be abled to spend more time with Kacchan, the other part , the one that had at least some sort of self-consciousness, was internally panicking.
How was he supposed to hide his feelings for Katsuki when the two of them would be spending so much time together.
Especially when his feelings seemed like they might explode in his chest whenever Kacchan was near.
He refused for Kacchan to know how he was feeling, in fear that he might see him differently or decides to never speak to him again, he could not let that happen, not after everything they went through.
Izuku and Katsuki shared a bond. The sort of bond that attach two souls together forever.
But it was in no way romantic, and Izuku couldn’t risk losing what they had when it was still so fragile, especially with something as important as this, the price was just too great.
So how was he supposed to hide it ? He wasn’t exactly the most discreet person when it came to this.
His best friend, Ochako had figured out he loved Katsuki faster than he realized himself, and the brunette often tells him how obvious he was.
He could somehow manage to hide it when they were meeting outside of work because they were only together for a couple hours, but for a whole day ?
How was Izuku suppose to hide his pink cheeks or the butterflies that were seemingly having way to much fun in his stomach whenever Katsuki was around.
How could he hide the effect that had his hero costume on him, especially with the most recent changes that seemed to fit exactly Katsuki’s body, and that was driving Izuku crazy.
And everybody seemed to agree, the blonde was ranked number 2 in the ranking of “the most attractive heroes” .
He was charming everybody, men and women, with his bright blonde hair, his dark crimson eyes, the sharpness of his traits and his defined muscles.
Izuku was pulled out of his train of thoughts by an add notification on his phone, realizing he had been spiraling for 20 minutes about how handsome his best friend looks.
Oh boy it was going to be a long week…