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Seated at the commons table with a hot cup of freshly brewed coffee, Katsuki relishes in his moment of peace. The morning paper is held in his hand as he glances at the printed news. He sighs delightfully, the furrow in his brows relaxing as he indulges in his morning delights.
“Yo, Bakubro! You wanna come hang at the mall with us?” A booming voices with glee.
And that peace is ruined.
Katsuki groans at the enthusiasm expressed by the loud redhead. He looks up from his paper unimpressed, taking a long sip of his steaming coffee. He stares at the exuberant redhead that throws a strong arm around his shoulders. He glares at the offending appendage that takes up space as he sets his coffee down.
“And why the fuck would I want to hang out with you losers, Hair-for-brains?” Katsuki retorts with a growl. Kirishima just grins at the grumpy blond and pulls him from his seat. Katsuki immediately starts to fight the redheads hold, his anger growing like a hot flame in his chest.
“What the fuck do you think you're doing, you shitty redhead?!” Katsuki snarls as smoke starts billowing from his heating palms. He glares at the grinning redhead as he is unwillingly dragged from his morning coffee.
“Come’ on, bro! I'll treat you to that spicy curry from the one place!” Kirishima bribes knowing that free spicy food is his best friends weakness. The blond stops in his fuming. His eye twitches as he contemplates Kirishima's offer. Free food but hang out with a bunch of idiots? Or some quality alone time training? Katsuki glances at Kirishima's eager bouncing as he waits for the explosive blonds reply. Katsuki couldn't help the softening of his glare as he stares at his frie-the idiot. He sighs tiredly, picking his mug back up.
“Let me finish my coffee and then we'll see,” Katsuki reveals, walking away from the conversation. That is a yes in Kirishima's book.
As Katsuki storms away, a green head of curls catches Kirishima's eye. A slow grin pulls at his lips; his eyes narrowing and focusing on his prey.
His next victim.
He jogs over to the smiling greenette, grinning as he calls his name. “Yo, Midoriya. I was wondering…”
*****
Katsuki grumbles as he reluctantly trudges to the meeting spot near the school entrance. He would much rather be training than spending a day with shitty-hair. Speaking of the said flaming head of hair; Kirishima is enthusiastically waving his arms in the air. He beckons Katsuki over with a sharp-toothed grin.
The groan Katsuki releases is full of annoyance as he spots Pikachu, Raccoon Eyes, and Soy Sauce Face. He could already hear their annoying small talk and banter as he shoves his hands in his pockets. Rolling his eyes, he hunched over to Kirishima with a harsh glare.
“Who the fuck are the extras, Shitty hair?” He asks with a grimace, glaring at the others that form the Bakusquad. An arm suddenly wraps around Katsuki’s shoulders; his weight being pulled down and forward. He snarls, twisting his head around to reprimand Kirishima until he spots a familiar bouncing head of messy green curls.
“Kirishima, sorry I’m a bit late. Todoroki, Uraraka, and Iida are unable to make it, so I’m the only one here,” The timid boy greets with a shy wave. His green eyes sparkle in the light as Mina bounces over to him and immediately pulls him into a conversation.
Annoyance flushes in Katsuki’s chest as he watches the fumbling nerd stumble over his words with a flushed face. The light bounces off those stunning green curls and emerald eyes draw the attention of Katsuki’s. The flushed cheeks scattered with cute freckles and the brightest smile warms Katsuki to the core. The initial irritation that sparked in Katsuki has now simmered down to admiration and fondness. He couldn’t help but watch his stupid nerd fumble and fiddle with his hands as he spoke to Mina.
Yeah, his nerd.
The two haven’t come out to a couple to their class yet; Izuku’s anxiety and fear stopping Katsuki from kissing him in front of everyone. They have to keep the facade of “Katsuki hates Izuku” in front of the group. Katuski whips his head back to Kirishima with false anger, his red eyes in a heavy glare.
“Why the hell is shitty Deku here?” The blond nearly screams, drawing the attention of said boy. Kirishima grins at Katsuki’s angry face and already know his plan is definitely going to work. With the help of Bakusquad and Dekusquad, plan ‘Get Katsuki and Izuku Together’ is a go.
“Well, Midoryia wanted to buy some things so I invited him to join us!”
Izuku shyly looks at Katsuki, smiling softly at the blond with adoration in his eyes. He stares at the fluffy, and surprisingly soft, hair shooting off in several directions and the toned neck that leads to a strong back. His eyes are soft with infatuation as he watches Katsuki argue with his best friend, though he refuses to admit that Kirishima and he are most definitely friends. He quickly catches himself when he feels Mina’s bright eyes train on him and he snaps back to their conversation.
A small smirk plays on her lips as she continues to talk to Izuku; his face flushed a soft pink and his eyes shimmering with adoration. The green-haired boy fumbles with his hands nervously as he stares at Mina. His teeth dig into his bottom lip as fear swells in his throat; his words becoming choked with anxiety. His chest is a bit tight as she continues to stare at him knowingly with that dangerous grin playing on her lips. He brings his scarred hand up to nimble on his thumbnail with hesitation. His green eyes downcast as his chest tightens a bit more. Mind running a mile a minute, Izuku thought of every possibility. What if she knows? Did she figure it out? What if she tells someone? Has she told someone? What if the whole school knows already? Did Aizawa find out? Oh my god! Did someone tell All Might about me and Kaccha-
Loud shouting breaks Izuku out of his unconscious muttering; his hand snapping back to his side to hide his bad habit of chewing his nails. He looks over to see Katsuki yelling at him with smoking hands. Wide green eyes stare back into angry bright red.
“Oi! Deku! Shut up with your fucking muttering! It’s so fucking annoying!” Katsuki shouts with a seething glare but no real malice. Izuku looks at Katsuki with slight malice, reminding the blond of a cute hamster more than a threatening teen equipped with the Top Hero’s quirk. He just grins at the pouting Izuku who rushes out a soft apology. Katsuki snorts from Izuku apologizing, fully aware that he is just acting.
“Kacchan doesn’t have to be so mean about it…” He mutters, cheeks puffing as he huffs out his irritation. Katsuki felt the action stab his chest as those soft cheeks look fuller than before and the cutest pout forming on his pink lips. Too cute!
“Shut the fuck up, shitty nerd.” Katsuki retorts with a snap, crossing his arms over his chest as the green-haired teen pouts. Izuku stares at Katsuki with a spark of resilience as they playfully banter, unaware of the eyes on them. Mina with a knowing grin and the others of the Bakusquad confused at the sudden change in the rivals relationship.
“Alright, let’s get going. To the mall!” Kirishima interrupts, throwing his arm up as he drags Katsuki along. The blond starts to shout at the redhead, sparks igniting in his hands as he is pulled away from the staredown with Izuku.
Izuku watches with awe at the explosive boy as he sent out an array of explosions that oddly sounds like a code. A code for something nasty at that when a bright red flush captures Izuku’s entire face. He looks down as he softly began to mutter; his thoughts fill with Katsuki’s… dirty proposal. The green-haired teen still couldn't believe that he is with his childhood friend and crush. The fact that Kacchan chose him out of the hundreds of other candidates, better candidates.
Mina watches from the sidelines as Kaminari slings his arm around Izuku and starts to tow him away with Sero. Her wicked grin spread across her lips as she giggles, jumping onto Izuku as well. Her arm wraps around his middle as she surveys the nervous teen. Izuku sweats and laughs nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.
It is going to be a long afternoon.
*****
The mall is packed that day. It is a Saturday and around lunchtime, it is no surprise at the number of people. Although Izuku’s anxiety has other ideas.
His body itches at the waves of crowds passing and brushing past him. His chest tight as his palms leak with sweat. Constantly rubbing his hands on his pants, he trails behind the group. He never had the best experience at malls, especially with the League of Villains, and the people making it worse.
Taking in a deep breath, Izuku attempts to calm his racing heart as he follows the loud shouts of Katsuki and laughter of Kirishima. Mina abandoned him to speak to Kaminari and Sero and he is left to wander behind the group. He twists his fingers together; his eyes darting around the entire place with nervous energy. His every step filled with nerves as his heart continues to race and his throat constricts. The cold sweat dripping down his back sent awful shivers up his spine and goosebumps racing up his arms. His skin itchy from the large crowds and he wanted to peel it off his body.
Every step Izuku took, every store they step into left him worse than before. It got harder to breathe as the crowds continue to thicken with people, loud conversations taking place around him. The group leaves some famous brand store and Izuku is pacing behind them, his arms hugging himself for reassurance. His eyes darting all around him and not paying attention to the disappearance of the Bakusquad.
Wait… where’s Kacchan?
Izuku swivels his head around, desperately searching for the spike blond head of hair in the thick crowd of people. He quickens his steps, avoiding people left and right as his breathing damn near stops. His vision starts to tunnel as his lungs panic to fill with air. His eyes wide with an unexplained emotion as he loses the spiky blond hair and the bright antennas in the never-ending crowds. He’s starting to run, feeling the millions of stares on his body as he fills with panic.
Turning a sharp corner, Izuku ends up in an empty alley in the open mall. The darkness creeps into his vision as he stumbles into the wall, sliding down until his butt touches the dirty floor.
I’m lost. I’m lost. Where did they go? Did they leave me behind? Was I just a burden to them this entire trip? Of course, you were, you useless idiot. This is why I’m a Deku. A useless, bumbling idiot.
Izuku hugs himself as his muttering abruptly stops as breathing gets difficult. His chest is tight as tears began to well in his eyes. He starts panting as his throat clogs up as the hot tears rush down his flushed cheeks. Several emotions flash through him as he curls into a ball with harsh breathing. He squeezes his eyes shut; He can feel the eyes staring at him as he has a meltdown on the ground. His arms tighten around himself as his lungs fight to bring in any air. His vision begins to dot with black spots as he all together stops breathing.
“K-kacchan…” He weakly whispers. Overwhelmed with emotions and his situation, he freezes.
“Deku! Where the fuck are you?!” The familiar shouting has him snapping his head up. The green-haired teen tries to speak to the blond, desperately tries to call to him, tries and fails to get any sort of words out. He’s hopeless. He can’t even do the most basic of things like calling for help. Izuku curls back into a tight ball as hot tears rush down his face and trickle down his neck. He’s useless…
The blond is frantically searching for wild green curls, cupping his sweat hands around his mouth as he shouts for Izuku. That idiot! Why didn’t he just let me know that we were going too fast? The others had split up to look for the green-haired idiot that they lost a half-hour ago. Katsuki knows that Deku is freaking out right now. But Katsuki grew up with that idiot and he knows exactly where his Deku would hide.
He rushes into each and every alley; his hope diminishing as he fails to spot Izuku. Where are you?! Katsuki begins to panic as he runs up to the last alley, hopeful that he finds his Deku. Once he spots wild green curls hiding a face and fast-paced breathing, Katsuki rushes to the green-haired teen's side with a loud curse.
“Motherfucker! Deku!”
The blond gathers the panicking teen in his arms as he pushes two fingers under the soft chin and pulls his head up. Hands grab at his arms that wield green lightning and the power behind Izuku’s grip is painful. Katsuki fights off the wince as he stares into wet eyes that were frantically looking around the alley. He aches to wipe the tears from red cheeks, but he needs Deku to calm down.
“Deku, Deku, Izuku. Focus on me. Look at me. I want you to think of 5 things you can see, okay? Can you do that for me, baby?” Katsuki calmly asks, running a hand through green curls. The wild curls bounce as the greenette slowly took in a breath, finally able to feel the air enter his lungs. His eyes start to flicker around, green eyes wide.
“I-i see…” he pauses with a shuddering breath, his body trembling. “I-I see a… a b-brick wall… a red s-soda… c-c-can, a splatter of bird poop, a poorly placed trash can, ” Katsuki can't help his snort of laughter at Izuku's criticism. The smaller boy couldn't help his smile and the calmer breaths he took.
“... K-kacchan's tacky skull earrings," he can't help but tease despite the situation. The scowl he earns would probably have made him laugh.
“Now, 4 things you can touch.” He does as he is told, feeling the lessening pressure in his chest.
"K-kacchan's shoulders, the-the dirty...f-f-floor, the gross w-wall… m-my shirt and K-kacchan's f-floofy hair…"
“2 things you can smell.” This causes a cute wrinkle in Izuku's nose as he focuses on the smell. He could almost taste the rotten cheese on the floor near them.
"T-the trash and K-kacchan."
"One thing you can taste."
Unexpectedly, soft lips press to Katsuki's. His eyes widen but he quickly melts into the kiss. A soft tongue swipes at his bottom lip and he opens his mouth. Fingers dig into his thick biceps and a soft whimper is voiced as Katsuki roughly kisses back. Tongues tangle as the slowly kiss away the panic from Izuku.
Slowly pulling away, Katsuki opens his eyes and stares at Izuku's blown pupils. Izuku's pink tongue swipes at his own bottom lip, eyes lidded as he relaxes his grip. Katsuki inhales sharply, desire burning in his body.
"I taste Kacchan… K-kacchan, Kacchan…" tears overcome Izuku's eyes as he sobs harshly.
Slowly, his breathing regulated and his body went loose as he collapses into Katsuki’s arms. The tears running down his face follow harsh sobs as he pulls Katsuki into a strong hug. His senses return to him as he gasps for air as harsh sobs leave his mouth.
“Kacchan, Kacchan, Kacchan…” Izuku chants as his fingers dig into the strong back muscles as Katsuki cradles him. The soft lips press against his forehead as the blond rocks them together on the floor of the alley, the bustling crowd fades into the background.
“You fucking idiot… Stop fucking crying already, you dumbass,” Katsuki whispers angrily. I was so worried about you. Please stop crying. I’m here for you. Don’t ever leave me again. The secret meaning got across as Izuku’s body shook with a light giggle. He pulls away from the hug, feeling Katsuki reach with his thumb and drag it under his eye lightly to wipe off the lingering tears. He curls into the warm embrace, feeling the soft peck to his head as fingers attempt to run through his curly hair.
“Shitty fucking nerd. Next time tell me if it gets too much. We all have our limits, stupid Deku,” Katsuki continues to mumble fiercely as the green-haired teen kisses the base of his neck.
“Sorry, Kacchan. Can’t help myself, you know that.” Izuku lifts his head to look at the angry blond. The blonds presence had instantly calmed the lingering panic and anxiety he felt from being in the public area. He couldn’t help the stupid smile that pulls at his lips. That fierce glare softens as warm hands cup his face. He turns into the slightly sweaty palms that smelt of burnt sugar and laid a kiss to the callous filled palm.
“You self-destructive dumbass…” Katsuki says with a softer voice than before, kissing the plump cheeks that refuse to lose the baby fat.
The bright grin directed to him after that statement makes his heart melt and his chest constrict. A smile filled with innocence and purity that seems to calm the raging fire in his chest.
“I’m your self-destructive dumbass though.” The blond laughs at that, unable to help the smile that pulls at his lips. Katsuki leans in closer; their noses brushing as he tilts his head to the side.
“Yes, you are, baby.” He watches the freckled cheeks flush a bright red at the pet name, chuckling softly as Izuku attempts to splutter out some words. He silences the bumbling idiot with a soft kiss. Their lips mold together as the greenette responds quickly; his eyes sliding shut. Arms wrap around each other as they kiss in the private darkness of the small alley.
They pull away, Izuku huffing softly as Katsuki presses their foreheads together.
“Don’t ever do that again, Izuku. If you ever have a problem again, just tell me. I’m supposed to support you, okay? You understand me, right, baby?” Katsuki orders, laying a gentle kiss to the flushed cheeks. Izuku nods, curls bouncing as he smacks a quick peck to Katsuki’s cheek in return.
“I will... c-can I hold your hand?” Izuku asks shyly, staring up through tear-soaked lashes with a soft smile. His confidence had grown when the blond is able to successfully help him through another one of his anxiety attacks. The trust he held for Katsuki knew no bounds. He knew this could get Katsuki to do any bidding of his if he looks at him like that. The blond splutters on his words, his cheeks flushing a soft pink as he looks in the other direction.
Izuku laughs softly as he grumbles out his agreement. He reaches down, tangling their fingers together as the blond flushes a bright color. They stand up, but not before pressing a reassuring kiss upon each others’ lips. Leaving the alleyway behind, they are unaware that the entire Bakusquad had witnessed the intimate moment.
“Oh shit, dude. They were together this entire time?!” Kaminari looks surprised as he watches the couple disappear into the crowd.
“Bro, I’m more shocked at how much of a soft boi Baku can be. He fucking called Midoriya ‘baby’. Broooo…” Sero acknowledges, completely weirded out by the explosive blonds out of character behavior. It is odd to see the blond be so caring and just, soft overall.
Saying Kirishima is shocked is an understatement. He is flabbergasted; his jaw dropped as his best friends waltzes off in the distance with his supposed rival/childhood friend that he hated. His mind is unable to compute the information.
As Kirishima.exe stops working, Mina stares at the couple with a knowing smirk.
“I’ve known they’ve been fucking for months,” She reveals to the rest of the squad. They swing their heads towards her as she smugly grins.
“What? They hid it so well!” Kaminari exclaims, throwing his hands in the air in exasperation. She winked at him and lifted a finger to tap his cheek.
“A girl never reveals her secrets, but it was quite obvious by the way Bakugou looks at Midoriya.”
Izuku sneezes, rubbing his nose just as Katsuki sneezes as well. He giggles softly at the blond’s irritated look as they enter the ice cream parlor with joined hands. Someone is talking about them.
“Wait a fuckin’ minute! That shitty hair owes me spicey katsudon! We’re going to find those fuckin’ idiots, Deku!” The blond storms from the ice cream shop, startling the patrons inside and the ones entering. Green curls frantically follow after the explosive teen, grabbing his hand to stay caught up.
“Kacchan!”