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Kacchen has a lot of nicknames for a lot of people. So you would think he would call me by a lot of pet names. But he doesn’t. In fact, I don’t think anyone has noticed that he and I are dating.
He usually calls me what he’s always called me Deku, nerd, or idiot.
When he calls me anything else it’s usually in private and while we’re either cuddling or having sex. Though we haven’t had sex since Aizawa accidentally walked in on us when he was making sure everyone was in their dorms.
I have never heard a more disappointed yet unsurprised sigh before in my life.
I also haven’t been able to make eye contact with him since. Kacchen on the other hand has no problem pretending like our teacher didn’t walk in on us, sighed, checked our names off the clipboard, and told me to go to my own dorm.
I don’t think I will ever recover from that.
I’m sitting on the floor of the common room. The lights are off and we’re watching some movie that Kaminari chose. Kacchen is sitting behind me. His legs spread out on either side of me and I’m resting against his chest.
“If she says that she loves him one more time I’m fucking throwing something,” Kacchen fusses.
“But they’re in love,” Ashoda says.
“Well fuck that,” I tilt my head back so I’m looking at him. “Babe I didn’t mean it like that,” Uraraka pauses the movie as soon as those words leave his mouth.
“Wait, babe? Babe?!” She asks. And then suddenly everyone is looking at us. I feel my cheeks heat up.
“Oh shut it pink cheeks,” Kacchen scolds.
“They’re not exactly quiet about it. They’re the reason I had to buy noise-canceling headphones,” Kirishima admits and I hide my face in Kacchen's shoulder.
I can tell he’s glaring at him without having to look. “Next person who says anything gets blasted through a wall,” That shuts everyone up. “Good,”
And then we go back to watching the movie.