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Katsuki boredly stared out the window, tuning out his classmates.
Today was like any normal day for class 3A, minus the fact that Izuku was ten minutes late to class. Which was unusual, Izuku was always one of the first to arrive these days, Katsuki actually anticipating seeing his pretty freckled face walk in.
They were now in their final year and sort of friends, despite the fact that Katsuki had a massive boner and crush on Izuku. Maybe that's why Katsuki was still so irritated with the shorter hero, one-sided feelings and intense sexual frustration were a bitch.
Aizawa suddenly opening the classroom door looking more stressed than normal did catch Katsuki’s attention though, the room growing quiet when he cleared his throat.
“Alright class, we have a very unexpected special guest today. As you've noticed Izuku is absent right now, however, I guess there was a quirk mix-up that happened in the future from what i've concluded. Come on in the future Izuku.” Aizawa sighed and stepped aside, gesturing for 'older' Izuku to come in.
If Katsuki's jaw could physically drop to the floor it would.
A tired but gorgeous looking older Izuku stepped into the room, nervously waving at everyone.
To Katsuki’s shock, Izuku's hair surprisingly looked well-kept, buzzed, and short on the sides but pretty curls at the top. He lost the baby fat on his face, a scar on his chin and across his nose. And facial features matured, yet because of that Izuku somehow seemed more beautiful with scarring and age. However, his emerald eyes still shined bright, freckles littered everywhere, maybe more if Katsuki squinted.
His hero costume was what had Katsuki damn near drooling though.
It was just like his hero costume now except reversed, black with subtle green markings, a few major upgrades on his belt, the gloves, and other little things.
However, that might as well be a skin-tight suit, hugging Izuku in all the right places. He definitely still relied on fighting heavily with his legs and doing squats, his ass round and perfect. And those thick thighs, Katsuki bet Izuku could easily crush watermelons. Future him would be a fool if he hadn't asked Izuku out on a date by now, because judging by his looks Izuku had to be in his mid twenties or early thirties, still so young.
Well shoot, if Katsuki wasn't sure before, it was at this moment he knew that he was one hundred percent attracted to Izuku.
“He-Hello everyone, gosh this is very embarrassing. But don't worry, little me, or um, present me in this time is okay! He's safe with someone very special and strong in the future right now, so no need to worry.” His voice sounded the same, yet had a bit of raspiness to it due to age and screaming during battle probably.
“How did you end up here, back in time?” Uraraka shyly spoke up, Katsuki noting she was blushing.
And so were most of his other classmates that were staring at Izuku when red eyes glanced around the room, the blonde trying not to let jealousy rile him up.
“Oh, well, a villain with a time travel quirk switched our bodies, but in the future, they’re working hard to track them down and bring me and little Izuku back to our correct times. I remember this incident happening a few years ago though when this was my time. I’ll only be here for I think four days and things should be back to normal!”
Many of his classmates raised their hands and started to ask questions, Aizawa reminding them to be respectful. Izuku couldn't tell them about the future, but he was happy to answer everyone as best as he could.
One particular question seemed to make freckled cheeks grow red.
“So like I'm gonna say it ‘cause I know most of us are thinking about it, are you single Izuku?” Denki asked, because of course he would.
Aizawa glared at the ditzy blonde, people laughing and gasping at the bold question. Even Katsuki sat up, trying to pretend he wasn't the least bit interested in Izuku's answer.
The older green-haired pro chuckled, shyly scratching the back of his neck.
“Not in the slightest, and I'm very blessed to have them in my life. They make me feel safe, and protected, but most of all I couldn't imagine loving someone else as amazing as them.” Green eyes glanced into scarlet for a moment before quickly looking away, Katsuki’s heart racing.
After that more questions were thrown at Izuku before All Might came in to whisk him away, groaning and protesting coming from the whole room when Izuku said goodbye.
Aizawa got back to their scheduled program, saying they could pester older Izuku later when class was over.
But a thought ran through Katsuki’s mind the rest of the day, unable to focus on Aizawa’s lecture.
What lucky bastard managed to steal Izuku's heart? And how could the older him fumble someone as fine as older Izuku that badly?
Katsuki needed to do some reevaluation, getting up when the bell rang and heading to train by himself to clear his head.
He didn't see Izuku until the next evening, the older pro too busy visiting his mom who he apparently snuck off to see. And this morning he was too cooped up doing stuff with All Might and Aizawa.
Since Izuku couldn't be seen like this All Might, Aizawa, and the rest of the school staff decided he should stay in the dorms in his old room. Older Izuku being noticed by anyone else could cause a catastrophe, which was why only the teachers, his mom, and class 3A were allowed to know that he was here.
And Izuku was discreet not to tell his exact age due to obvious reasons, but allowing everyone to know he traveled back a few years from the future.
“So Izuku, since Aizawa isn't here, can you tell us what the future will be like? Did we get flying cars yet?”
“Are we still friends?”
“Did you become the number one hero?”
"Why are you so thick?"
Katsuki silently huffed, watching everyone across the common room flaunt over older Izuku in the living room area. So many questions ran through Katsuki’s head, trying to pretend he was doing homework across the room while secretly listening in.
Most of their friends piled around Izuku by the couch, the older pro trying to answer questions as best as he could.
“Well, I still can't really say a lot due to not wanting to alter the timeline here. I mean even a small act of dropping a pin and picking it up, five seconds can change a lot. But what I can say is that we all become amazing heroes and most of us still keep in touch! As for the cars, you’ll just have to wait and see! Also to the last question, oats and squats does wonders.”
“Ahhh that's so exciting Izuku!” Mina clapped her hands together.
“So how'd you get those scars on your face?” Mineta questioned.
“Mineta, that's rude, you can't ask him sensitive things like that!” Iida scolded him but Izuku laughed him off.
“No it's okay, I forget about them sometimes actually! I can’t say too much but one was from protecting civilians, the other was because I um…may have lost my mind for a split second saving the love of my life from a villain. I eventually calmed down once they were safe, but I paid the price with my temper by getting almost half of my face sliced off. One does crazy things when they're in love.” For the second time today, Izuku glanced at Katsuki, almost staring into his soul for a moment before looking away.
“Damn, whoever your lover is must be something else. I mean damn Midoriya, you got hot as fuck. Not that you already aren't!” Denki wiggled his eyebrows.
“Kaminari, dude stop being horny!” Sero gently slapped the back of the blonde’s head, Izuku laughing at the duo.
“Anyway besides you being gorgeous, there's clearly a ring print on your finger. So you must be married or engaged, congrats Izuku!” Momo squealed with happiness and curiosity.
That made the hairs on the back of Katsuki’s neck stand. Izuku not only was in love but potentially already married or getting ready to be wedded.
So what the fuck was future Katsuki doing letting Izuku fall in love with someone else?
The blonde male sighed in silence, quickly and quietly gathering his things since studying was out of the question. He needed to let off some steam, jealousy rolling through him like harsh waves.
He was unaware of green eyes following his every move as he left though.
Left. Roll. Mini explosion. Right. Flip in the air.
Anger.
That's all he could think of, but he was mainly angry at himself. Sure he could work on his flirting and communication skills. But this pent up frustration was coming from his shyness about opening up romantically to Izuku, and possible rejection.
And if he expressed his feelings but Izuku didn't like him back, he wasn't sure if being friends was possible. He knew he cared for Izuku, dare he say he could even fall in love with him if he already wasn't. Which was scary to think about, because it was entirely possible to see a life and being in love with Izuku.
Love was something he secretly craved, he just had a hard time expressing his feelings. He was fully aware he was emotionally constipated and working on that for not only himself but his friends and family too.
And if he wanted a chance with Izuku he needed to work on himself as a person more.
“Wow, you still never cease to amaze me Kacchan.”
Katsuki gradually landed on the rocky ground, looking across the room to see older Izuku staring at him fondly while leaning against a boulder. He hid his surprise from seeing the older pro well, he didn't even hear him come in.
Izuku was wearing a hoodie and sweats that hugged his ass and hips, looking to have borrowed some of the present Izuku's clothes. He had his hands behind his back, hips swaying as he walked forward until he was only a few feet away from the blonde.
Katsuki stood up to his full height, realizing he was still taller than Izuku. The freckled pro was only a few inches shorter, looking up at Katsuki with a kind smile.
“The fuck are you doing here Izuku?” Katsuki asked while crossing his muscular arms over his chest, noting Izuku lightly gulped at the action and blushed before responding.
“Well, it's late and I felt like taking a walk around campus. It's so weird to not be here anymore, I mean we spent our late teen years living here to train to become heroes. It's almost surreal, kind of sentimental.” The taller male shrugged, walking across the room to drink from his water bottle.
“Well I'm sure you're a big-time hero in your time, you don't do visits to U.A?” He set his water down, watching Izuku nervously play with the hem of his shirt.
“It's not that, I come to U.A at least a few times a year to help and give advice to future, growing heroes! But I never have time to stop and smell the roses, I haven't actually stepped foot in the dorms since I graduated. We're all so busy with life, but being here is bringing back a lot of good memories.” Izuku smiled.
Katsuki moved past him, placing his hands on his hips and glaring at nothing in particular.
“That's nice and all, but it doesn't explain why you're here. Did you want to train or something? I'm just about finished so you can have at it–”
“Fight me.”
Shocked red eyes peered down into glowing green ones.
“It's almost twelve a.m, I'm not fighting you.”
“What, too pussy because you know I'll beat you?” Scarlet eyes grew wide, staring at Izuku like he was out of his mind.
“Who the fuck taught you how to talk like that? I don't know where I am in your time or what I'm doing, but I'll beat your ass here and now!” Izuku wholeheartedly laughed, holding his stomach.
“You'd be surprised where and who I learned my foul language from. Let's just say I accidentally borrowed someone's personality trait and it's stuck with me. So, how about that fight?” Katsuki rolled his eyes.
“Listen, I can pin you down in ten seconds flat, don't test me Izuku.” The freckled male grinned, stepping closer to him.
“Okay, do it then, pin me down.” Katsuki cracked his knuckles, a feral grin on his face.
“Alright, you asked for it.” Getting in a defensive stance, Katsuki stepped back before rushed over with a small explosion, ready to prove Izuku wrong.
In the blink of an eye, Izuku dodged him and grabbed his arm, easily flipping his body in the air and down to the ground on his back.
Before Katsuki could think, Izuku caged him in with his thighs and sat on top of him. Katsuki tried to buck up and move, but Izuku doubled his weight, green lighting surrounding his body while blackwhip came out to bind his wrists together. He struggled for about a good two minutes until giving up, Katsuki desperately trying to catch his breath. Izuku was sitting on top of him staring in silence, his arms crossed with a sickly sweet smile on his face.
Fighting off a boner was the hardest thing Katsuki had to do in his life at that very moment.
Izuku peered down at him with a smirk that screamed seductive, his emerald eyes dark and challenging. Those thick thighs squeezed tighter around him, warm, inviting, his bubbly butt placed right on top of Katsuki’s rising erection. It was even harder to focus when Izuku slightly shifted, which resulted in softly grinding his ass against his clothed cock. Katsuki choked back a whimper, groaning deeply because if he didn't know any better Izuku did it on purpose.
“Sorry Kacchan, what was that about pinning me down?” Katsuki scoffed, finally breathing normally.
“Fu-Fuck off, you cheated you damned nerd.” Izuku snorted out a small laugh.
“And how did I cheat?”
“I don't know, you're clearly stronger and have years of experience over me. Trust me, I'm not that much of an ignorant brat anymore to not know when a battle is over my head these days.” Izuku hummed, looking at him fondly.
“That's good, I'm so glad you recognize when to fight or flee. It's really important as pro heroes that we know the difference between those two things.”
“You want to know what else is important as a hero, Izuku?”
“What?” The older hero mused.
“Not letting your fucking guard down.” Katsuki tried to flip them over, only for Izuku to switch their positions again without breaking a sweat.
The freckled male happily sat back on top of him, not that Katsuki minded.
“Oh, and another important tip, don't announce your next move to the enemy Kacchan. A rookie mistake you'll learn eventually.” Izuku stretched before gracefully back flipping off of him.
He extended his hand for Katsuki to take, freckled cheeks rosy and a smile so pretty it made Katsuki blush. The old him would have batted his hand away, but he let older Izuku help him stand up.
“Well I should head back to the dorms, it's late. And you need to take a shower and rest, it's way past when you usually go to sleep.” Katsuki shrugged, strolling past Izuku to collect his things.
“Right, better get back before you're seen, night Izuku.” He looked back and noticed Izuku had a contemplative look on his face before staring down at his crotch and blushing, green eyes growing wide.
“W-We should both definitely get some rest. Oh, and you might want to take care of that small, or rather, big problem, it looks awfully painful. Goodnight, Kacchan.” Katsuki followed Izuku's gaze to his now obvious boner and felt like he wanted to die, not even attempting to cover it up.
He watched the freckled male wave and walk out of the gym, ass bouncing in his sweats before embarrassment took over.
Katsuki groaned before heading to the locker rooms to clean up and take care of business. Maybe this was why future him and Izuku weren't together, pride and shyness due to this now cocky, beautifully charming older Izuku.
The next day went by normal for most of it. Izuku and All Might were glued to the hip so he hadn't seen much of him. At least not until afternoon fight training, Katsuki nervous that Izuku sat on the sidelines with All Might and Midnight chatting.
But what was making his anxiety peak was that Izuku couldn’t seem to take those beautiful emerald-green eyes off him the whole time.
Since present Izuku wasn’t here and older Izuku didn’t want to risk hurting someone, the class was an odd number, so Shinsou Hitoshi joined their class for this hero battle course training today.
The purple-haired boy stared at Izuku in shock when he first walked in, clearly ogling the older pro. He even had the gall to go up and have a conversation with Izuku, saying something that made freckled cheeks glow red and Izuku giggle.
Katsuki narrowed his eyes at the two, jealousy quickly taking over.
What if Shinsou was the one Izuku was in love with?
It didn’t take a blind man to see that almost the whole school had a crush on Izuku. Hell, now that they were eighteen and about to graduate soon, even pro heroes like Hawks and a few others had their eyes on the freckled male. Izuku was gorgeous, with an insane body he worked hard to have, powerful, charming, and caring. What’s not to like about him? And that was the problem.
Maybe that’s why Izuku hasn’t mentioned anything about older Katsuki because they were no longer talking. What if Izuku had got tired of waiting for him to make a move and moved on to someone else? Clearly, he was heavily involved with someone, but then the question remained.
Where was older Katsuki and why did he let Izuku go and fall in love with someone else that wasn’t him?
Maybe there was still time in the future for him to fix things, or maybe it was too–
“Kat, watch out!” Kirishima called out too late.
It all happened so fast and before he knew what was happening, he was hit with a boulder and flung across the training room.
He looked up to see another one flying his way, bracing for impact. But nothing ever connected to him, Izuku quickly jumping into action and easily kicking the boulder into dust.
“Kacchan, you're bleeding.” Izuku squatted down, staring at him worriedly.
Katsuki didn't process he was hurt when blood started dripping down his face. He touched the side of his head and hissed in pain, gritting his teeth when he tried to sit up.
“Fuck, I wasn't paying attention.” He let Izuku help him sit up, embarrassed at himself for looking like a fool in front of his crush. His future self would probably be laughing at him if he saw this.
“It's okay. Let's take you to Recovery Girl to get fixed up.” Katsuki glared at him, swatting his helping hand away.
“I ain't a baby Izuku, I can go myself—"
“But you're a future hero who's hurt so let me help you. Gosh, I forgot how moody and ignorant you used to be. Still my Kacchan, but nothing like him at the same time.” He smiled and stood up, offering his hand to Katsuki.
Wait, my Kacchan? So they were still talking in the future? Katsuki’s thoughts got flooded again, trying to not smile like an idiot knowing he and Izuku still talked.
He let Izuku help him stand, surprised when the freckled pro didn't let go of his hand. Katsuki didn't say anything, a pink blush rising to his cheeks.
Izuku held his hand all the way until they got to Recovery Girl’s office, trying to keep his heart rate under control. Izuku running a thumb over his pulse didn't help either, finally letting go once they got into her office.
He let the old lady prop and poke at him, cleaning his wounds and literally kissing him until he was better. Izuku left the room for a few minutes, hearing All Might summon him into the hallway.
He sat in silence after she was done, saying she needed to go see principal Nezu and to stay in here if he still felt ill.
Izuku finally walked back in with a smile on his pretty, handsome face.
“Hey, sorry about that. All Might wanted to ask how you were doing but also respect your privacy. Are you feeling any better? Kirishima threw that boulder at you pretty hard. You should have easily dodged that though, what made you so distracted?” Katsuki frowned, staring at the ground.
“Not shit, I'm good.” Izuku's smile shifted slightly, red eyes glancing up to see a complex look on his freckled face.
“Are you sure nothing is wrong? I mean if you want to talk I'm here for you.” Katsuki rolled his eyes.
“Well I didn't ask for you to be here. I'm sure everybody else would love to talk to you. You're so…you, and popular. I'm fine here, go back to flirting with Shinsou or whatever the fuck.” A small smile graced Izuku's lips for a split second.
“Flirting with Shinsou, is that what you think I was doing?” The blonde shrugged his shoulders, exhaling from his nose.
“Look, I don't give a fuck who you talk to and what you do. But I'm sure that lover of yours would be jealous, unless it is the purple haired fucker. He clearly has a thing for you, present and probably future.” Izuku let out a small laugh at that.
He had the courage to look up, surprised Izuku fully had his eyes on him, head tilted in thought.
“First off, absolutely not on the Shinsou thing. I love him but uh, to put it in nice words he couldn't handle me in a relationship. I'm flattered but I was never interested in his advances to be long-term, if you will. Second, are you sure my lover would be jealous? Or are you jealous right now?” Katsuki looked baffled by his words.
“The fuck would I be jealous for? New flash nerd but me and you ain't a thing. I don't even like you like that, so I couldn't imagine being with you in a romantic way. That sounds like a damned headache if you ask me." He inwardly flinched at himself, lying through his teeth.
"Really?" Izuku questioned.
"Yeah, really. You get on my nerves and you're just…you probably don't even see me like that anyway so it doesn't matter.”
“And why do you think that, Kacchan? How would you know I don't like you if you won't even talk to me?” The blonde male scoffed.
“Look Izuku, this conversation is fucking pointless, just drop it. You and I aren't a couple and we'll never be one, period.”
He waited for Izuku to frown, signs of tears forming, anything, but a smirk as if the freckled male knew something he didn't was not what he was expecting.
“So that's really how you feel about me, huh? That's…disappointing to hear, not gonna lie to you.”
“Huh?” The question and answer caught the younger pro off guard.
“I need you to be honest with me Kacchan. You don't even have a slight crush on little me right now? Can you look me in the eyes and actually, genuinely, say that you don't like me at all?”
Katsuki opened and closed his mouth, not sure of what to say. Why was he being asked that anyway, it felt like he was being tested.
After a minute of silence Izuku stood up and sighed.
“Well, I guess that's that then. Sorry to pester you with all these questions, but I'm glad you're alright! I'll see you tomorrow, get some rest and drink some water, okay?” Izuku looked back at him one more time, waving goodbye before exiting with a sad half smile.
When the door closed, Katsuki's heart started racing. For the first time in his life he felt like he just took a huge exam and failed.
During the rest of the evening Katsuki's anxiety ate him up and spit him out, unable to sleep that night.
Izuku attended Aizawa's early morning class with Midnight and All Might the following day. However, not once did green eyes glance in his direction. As a matter of fact Izuku looked conflicted about something.
He kept his curly head down, but still happily talked or answered questions for everyone. Izuku seemed like his normal self, but older he may be, Katsuki could tell something was bothering the freckled man.
Then the mention of this being today being Izuku's last day caught his attention. He said after day five he would return back to his time and little Izuku would come back here.
But now Katsuki was the one with mental turmoil.
During lunch he sat with his squad, but nothing they were saying to him mattered. Everything sounded like static, because this was literally his last chance to find out where he was in the future.
Where he stood with Izuku in the future to be more specific.
He knew the older pro probably wouldn't tell him everything, but he needed to get to the bottom of things.
Excusing himself, he told Kirishima to tell their teachers he wasn't feeling good before making the decision to head back to the dorms.
Katsuki snuck out from the school building to the dorms without being seen and headed up to his room first to set his backpack down. He took a shower to calm his mind, then changed into a shirt, jacket and sweats to get more comfortable before heading to Izuku's dorm.
He knocked before entering, surprised to see the freckled male sitting cross-legged on the balcony reading Manga. Izuku was just as shocked to see him, looking so pretty as the sun beamed down on him, a green eyebrow raised.
“Kacchan, aren't you supposed to be in class right now? Aizawa will kill you for ditching.” Izuku joked, smiling at him while having a perplexed look on his face.
“Can't focus on that shit right now, not when you're more important. We need to talk Izuku.” Izuku blinked twice before his eyes widened.
“I'm sorry, I guess I'm not understanding, why am I important? But if you want to talk, I'm all ears for Kacchan.” Izuku got up to walk back into the room and shut the balcony doors behind him, setting his Manga on his desk.
Katsuki tried to speak his truth, but the longer watery emerald eyes stared at him, a lump began to develop in his throat. He didn't want to come off as needy and desperate, yet he needed answers.
“Kacchan, is everything okay, you're not sick are you?” Izuku raised a hand to touch his forehead, standing on his tippy toes to reach for it.
“I-I'm fine Izuku, you don't have to baby me.” He gently swatted his hand away before taking it into his own, rubbing a thumb against scarred fingers.
“Kacchan, are you sure you're feeling okay?” Izuku hesitantly asked, letting Katsuki hold and touch his hand.
Red eyes peered into curious green ones before letting out a heavy sigh.
“I lied.” He confessed, trying to form proper sentences, but feelings were hard when you're emotionally constipated.
“About…? Sorry Kacchan but you'll have to be more specific. You didn't do anything to hurt my feelings and I'm not mad at you if that's what you're thinking. Is this about yesterday when we talked after you got patched up?”
“Yeah, um, fuck im not good with shit like this. I’ve never…damnit.” He cursed, thankful for Izuku's patience with him.
“Okay Kacchan, breathe for me. We'll talk and figure this out together, no need to rush! If that's one of the many things I'm so proud of you for, it's that you've come a long way with your communication. I love watching you grow into healthy habits.” Izuku reached a hand to stroke the side of his face, Katsuki nuzzling into it like a cat.
Izuku suddenly pushed him back to sit on the bed, the freckled pro standing in between his open legs. He let Izuku grab both his hands before taking a deep inhale and a slow exhale through his nose.
Maybe this was a sign to stop being a dick. If Izuku was still the kind man he's always been, then perhaps future Katsuki had a chance to talk to him and tell him his feelings.
Although if Izuku was married to his lover Katsuki wouldn't want to walk into an already happy home. Izuku seemed like he was deeply in love with his partner, and who was he to stop the older male's happiness because his communication was piss poor?
“Look Izuku, I'll be honest, I wasn't truthful about my feelings for you. As a matter of fact I've never felt this way about anyone before, I just wish I was able to tell you sooner, and in a healthy way. I haven't told you, er, well, present you how I feel because I don't think you feel the same.”
“And why do you think I don't have feelings for you back?” Katsuki paused before answering the question.
“Because you have way better options than me and almost everyone has a crush or some sort of thing for you. Todoroki, Uraraka, Denki, Kirishima, that fucking dick Shinsou Hitoshi, Hawks apparently—”
“Hawks?” Izuku parroted back before laughing.
“Right, I forgot he asked me out after I turned eighteen last year. We’re only five years apart but I declined. And that's because I liked someone else who is also blonde.” Katsuki perked up, staring up at Izuku with confusion.
“Wait, so you didn't go on a date with him? I thought you liked him since he was the flashy number two hero and all? And please don't tell me your partner is Monoma because he's the only other blonde I can think of and I know you ain't falling for Kaminari's ass.”
“Married to Monoma?” Izuku physically gagged, and then that turned into a soft giggle, letting go of one of Katsuki’s hands to hold his stomach from the irony.
“What's funny, nerd?” Izuku wiped the tears out of his eyes.
“Kacchan you're supposed to be smart, what are you thinking that I would marry Monoma of all people? And I love Denki but, no. I'm not in love with any of the people you've mentioned, and the thought of even kissing Monoma makes me want to vomit.”
“Good thing we can agree on something.” Katsuki chuckled, freezing when Izuku grabbed his jaw to look up into green eyes.
“I can't tell you everything or when certain events happened obviously, but I promise you, my husband is not who you think it is.” So it was a man Izuku was involved with, and he was married.
“I know you can't tell me anything, but could you atleast give me some peace of mind. Are me and you still even friends, do we talk? I li…” He stopped himself, physically bitting his tongue.
“Oh Kacchan, you're romantically dense, but so handsome. If you look in a mirror you'll find my husband.”
Katsuki blinked once, twice, a third time until Izuku's words finally caught up to his brain.
“Wait a damned second, this mysterious lover is me? We're married? What the fuck, you're just saying shit now.” He stood up from the bed, his mind swirling because the thought of them being together seemed impossible.
Which meant Izuku did like him back, but perhaps this Izuku might be lying. What if he altered the future because of his selfish feelings and they actually weren't together? Then again what if it was true, when was Katsuki supposed to make a move? Hell, they haven't even kissed yet, let alone they get married in the future?
“Katsuki.”
Izuku's voice brought him back from his intrusive thoughts.
Izuku stood on his tippy toes to cradle Katsuki’s face in his hands again, pressing their foreheads together. Katsuki took a shaky breath and closed his eyes, trying to calm his nerves and anxiety down.
“Katsuki, you're over thinking and I'm sorry because it's my fault. I knew telling you would be a risky gamble, but I'm not lying. Little me likes you so much right now that it hurts.” Katsuki gazed fondly into emerald irises when he opened his eyes again.
“But why me when I don't deserve you?” He paused when Izuku kissed his cheek.
“You do deserve me Katsuki, you don't know about the great man you are and how amazing you have become. You already are an awesome person, and anything bad from our past when we were young is water under the bridge now. And gosh, I wish you understood just how much you mean to me, I wouldn't lie to you about us being in love with eachother.”
“Izuku stop.”
“No, I love you so, so, so much. You're so kind and incredible, you take care of me, you listen, you communicate, you're everything I've always dreamed of. And I don't care if you don't think you're worthy because I'm always there to remind you how special you are, how much you mean to me.”
“Izu–”
Izuku leaned in this time to press a soft kiss against his lips that made him stand still in shock.
“How you love to sit and listen to me ramble.”
Another unexpected peck on his lips.
“The way you cook my favorite foods almost every night and day.”
Then a third one.
“How you are very aware and attentive of my needs, and you know exactly where and how to touch me. You make me feel so good Katsuki, doing things to my body that I never thought was possible. And because you pay attention to detail more than you let on, you've ruined me for anyone else.”
This final kiss was different.
Izuku wrapped his hands around his neck and let his lips linger, slowly molding their mouths together. It caught Katsuki by surprise how intimate this was, hesitantly circling his hands around Izuku's thin waist. He shyly started to reciprocate the action back, feeling nervous yet eager to kiss the man of his dreams.
He relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of those lips on his, the hot sensation of lust starting to rise inside of him. He pressed the shorter male closer, even daring to slide a hand down to squeeze one of Izuku's ass cheeks. It made Izuku whimper, tilting his head to kiss Katsuki deeper.
A strong sense of longing and pride began to swirl within Katsuki, kissing Izuku back with more vigor. Oh how he longed for this, waiting for this moment even though technically this wasn't his Izuku.
He knew once present Izuku came back they would have a lot to talk about, but for now he'll enjoy this opportunity.
The taller blonde surprised Izuku by grabbing him by the back of his thighs, easily lifting the older male up to sit him on the desk. Izuku pushed away his books and paperwork to the floor, tangling a hand in blonde spikes to bring Katsuki closer. It made the blonde hiss when Izuku wrapped his thick thighs around his lean, toned waist, rubbing their erections together.
He tugged Izuku's hips close to him, slowly grinding their clothed boners together. It made Izuku moan out loud, using this as a chance to slip his long tongue down the older male's throat. Katsuki was a virgin, but he's made out with a few people to at least be a good kisser. And Izuku was shocked, opening his eyes wide before closing them, leaning his head back so Katsuki could devour his tongue with his.
They both melted into each other, Izuku spreading his legs further for Katsuki to mash their hips together. Between the kiss and the delicious friction of rubbing their bodies against each other, it was starting to make Katsuki feel delirious.
This felt so surreal to him, from their intense makeout session, their tongues dancing with each other, running his warm hands against his soft, freckled thighs. It was overwhelming to Katsuki, but it was welcomed, shivering at the feeling of Izuku’s other hand sneaking under his shirt to feel his abs and his chest.
Izuku was the one to break the kiss, letting out a deep, shaky breath.
"There's lube under my pillow and condoms in the last drawer of my dresser, I want you inside of me so bad. It's been torture not to feel you like this for almost half a week now." Katsuki snorted.
“You act like you have sex with me everyday.” When Izuku got quiet Katsuki pulled his head back to stare at him, freckled cheeks glowing red with shame.
“Well I wasn't kidding when I said you ruined me. When we are separated on missions and don't see each other for a few days or weeks, videos and phone sex become very handy. But because I literally can't communicate with you at the moment, yes, it's been an excruciating three and a half days without you.”
“Holy fuck, when did we become such freaks?” Izuku laughed, leaning up to quickly peck his lips.
“You started it, I can't go a day without you touching me. Even if it's just cuddling or making out, you're always so horny. I can't take you anywhere, but I'm also equally to blame too.” He giggled, Katsuki smiling and tucking a curly green strand behind his ear. He watched Izuku blush at the action, Izuku staring into his eyes as if waiting for Katsuki to make the next move.
“Kacchan, what now? Should we stop if this is too much for you?”
“Nah, Im fine. Are you uncomfortable Izuku? I feel like we're cheating on each other with each other? This is so fucking weird.” They both laughed, Izuku pulling Katsuki back in for another kiss.
"May I give Kacchan a blowjob? Just to show you how it feels, and if you want to stop we can after that. I'm okay with whatever you want to do, no pressure." It was Katsuki's turn to blush from the offer.
"T-That's fine, but are you sure you want to? I'm still a virgin since I was saving myself for you, er, the other you, technically. I just don't want to do bad and embarrass myself if we go all the way." Izuku smiled at him, so kind and beautiful.
"Baby, I'm fully aware and that's why there's no rush. If you want to wait for little me that's perfectly fine, I don't want to take away what's his. Even though like you said he's technically me....this is confusing." Izuku chuckled. Katsuki snorted, stroking Izuku's jaw with his hand before kissing him.
"It is, and you're from another time but it's all good because you're still Izuku, so im okay with this. Plus it'll prepare me for him so I'll sort of know what im doing for our actual first time."
"Practice, I love that you want to be prepared for me. I told you you're so kind and attentive, and that's why I love you so much. So, can I still give go down on you?"
“Ye-Yeah, you can definitely do whatever you want to me.” Izuku eyes became lidded before jumping off the desk to get on his knees on the floor. They switched positions, Katsuki’s back to the desk when Izuku grabbed the hem of Katsuki’s pants, pulling his prize out.
“Fuck, giving you head is my favorite thing in the world, Kacchan's cock is so perfect.” Izuku stared longingly at his dick, grabbing the base to steady it and give the tip a sloppy kiss.
Katsuki groaned, threading a hand in green curls when Izuku's skilled tongue licked at his hole, lapping his pre-come. He was definitely the freak he claimed to be, making Katsuki’s body shake and grit his teeth. No one else was in the dorms except him, but he still wanted to be quiet.
Izuku suddenly smirked, staring up at him with seemingly innocent eyes before swallowing his whole length down his throat. Color Katsuki impressed, mouth opened with surprise that Izuku showed no signs of a gag reflex or discomfort.
“Holy shit, I-Izuku…” The freckled pro took his cock out for a moment to chuckle.
“Trust me, I was horrible doing this at first. But you fucked the gag reflex right out of me, perks of having a horny husband twenty four seven.” He swallowed Katsuki back into his mouth like it was nothing.
Katsuki moaned, closing his eyes because it felt so good, Izuku's head bobbing up and down while he sucked him up like a ship. And he shivered, the warmth of Izuku’s skilled mouth and throat against his spasming dick making him dizzy and heavily aroused.
Izuku lifted his head to lick from his balls to the tip, swirling his tongue around the slit to swallow his pre come before going back down on him. Drool was coming from the sides of his mouth, and when they made eye contact with each other it made Katsuki's stomach flip upside down.
“I wish you could see yourself right now Izuku, my pretty little slut."
Something in Izuku's eyes widened at the sentence, green lightning surrounding his body as if calling him a slut gave him a spark.
Katsuki was about to apologize thinking he did something wrong, but instead his mouth opened to let out a whine. Izuku grabbed him by the hips, taking him impossibly deep to suck him up like a vacuum, face flushed with his v-line. If Izuku said Katsuki ruined him for anyone else, the feeling was definitely vice versa.
He wasn't sure much longer he could hold on, especially when Izuku snuck a hand down to play with his ballsack. The freckled pro took his cock out and moved his lips to suck one of his balls into his mouth, using a skilled hand to stroke Katsuki’s length.
"You're so fuck amazing Izuku, so g-good."
Izuku went back to putting his dick in his mouth and a minute later Katsuki found himself arching his back and closing his eyes. He grabbed green curls to keep Izuku still while coming hard into his mouth. He took deep breaths, Izuku milking him dry while he rode out his orgasm with that viscous mouth and tongue of his.
Katsuki would have fallen to his knees if he wasn't sitting on the desk, the experience of his first real orgasm sinking in. He slowly blinked at Izuku who was staring up at him like he was his moon and his stars.
He moved a hand to stroke Izuku's jaw, blushing at how beautiful he was. The sun light from the balcony was bouncing off of him, flushed cheeks, swollen, puffy lips. He was perfect, all his for Katsuki to take.
“I want to watch you prep yourself for me.” Izuku blinked twice, those cheeks growing a beautiful hue of rosy red.
“O-Oh yeah, sure, I think I left my dildo in my top draw.” Izuku quickly sat up to rummage through his dresser.
Katsuki took off the rest of his clothes, standing fully naked with his arms crossed.
“So you just have sex shit scattered all around your room? You sure I'm the one that's always horny, or is that a trait I got from you?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Trust me when I say it's mostly you these days. Our sex drives are high but I seem to always be tapping out before you, and you'll always still want more. Not that I mind, I love the way you make me feel.” Izuku confessed before making a sound of success.
He pulled out what he was looking for and when he turned around Katsuki visibly watched him grow still. Izuku slowly stared up and down at his adonis-like body, licking his lips with anticipation.
“You're so beautiful Kacchan, I'm so lucky you're mine.” Izuku walked over and wrapped his free hand around the back of his hair, bringing Katsuki down for a filthy kiss.
Katsuki helped him out of his clothes, both fully naked now as they made their way to the bed without breaking their kiss.
Izuku sat back against the pillows, facing directly in front of Katsuki to spread out his legs, giving the taller male a full view of himself.
Red eyes followed the slow spread of Izuku's thighs as if entranced, then looked up, drinking in all of his beautiful body until his lust-clouded eyes fell on green ones looking back at him. There was no shame in Izuku’s face either and in fact, he started smirking when he poured lube in his hand, rubbing it to warm it up before he teasingly started circling his sticky fingers around his hole.
He licked his lips, watching hungrily at the way Izuku pleasured himself, adding one digit after another every few minutes until he was four fingers in, knuckle deep. They kissed while Izuku touched himself, Katsuki so enamored by him.
Then he lubed up the dildo before passing it to the shorter male.
Katsuki’s jaw dropped, watching in awe at Izuku who shoved a thick nine inch dildo inside himself like it was nothing. He loved the way Izuku’s hole clenched around it, using his hands to keep Izuku's shaking legs open to pound himself with the toy.
He imagined that being his own dick, thrusting in and out of Izuku’s perfect hole. He could just feel the warmth, the grip, the tightness, this was everything he dreamed of when it came to having sex with Izuku.
And he couldn't keep his eyes off of Izuku who's back was arched, gripping a pillow while fucking himself thoroughly with the toy. His body was lightly trembling, eyes rolled back as pleasure took over. Clearly this wasn't Izuku's first time pleasing himself, and Katsuki could watch him do this all day.
“Ka‐Kachaan.” Izuku whined, bringing Katsuki back to reality.
Izuku squirmed, throwing his head back while fucking himself, muscles tensing and thighs shaking. He fought to close his legs but Katsuki easily held them open, intent on seeing Izuku come undone.
"I can't wait any longer Kacchan, I want you in me, i-i'm ready." Izuku whimpered, taking the dildo out of him.
Katsuki blinked, at that moment Izuku's speed was quicker than the human eye and suddenly he was flipped over on his back, Izuku on top of him.
They locked eyes, the tension suddenly shifting in the room. It was like they were the only ones on campus, the whole building to themselves. They could be as loud, rough, and noisy as they wanted to since the whole dorm was cleared.
Izuku leaned down to kiss him, and Katsuki hummed against his lips. The older pro grabbed a condom, rolling it over Katsuki's dick and squeezing the base, making the blonde hiss.
He gasped when Izuku stroked his dick and sank himself on it in one thrust. They both moaned, the feeling of Izuku’s tight, warm walls suffocating his cock in the most pleasurable ways.
"S-Shit, Izuku." Katsuki's eyes crossed when Izuku purposely squeezed his walls against his length inside of him.
"Does it feel good, Katsuki?" He slowly lifted himself up before using his powerful legs to sink back down on his cock again, Katsuki grabbing his thighs for purchase.
Immediately after a few bounces Katsuki felt his eyes roll back, feeling the most intense orgasm roll through his body. He got lost in that pleasurable burning sensation, muscles bunching up as his body lightly tremored.
They were barely a minute in and he already came.
His cheeks turned pink, closing his eyes with embarrassment because he couldn't look at Izuku. This was his first time and he's already fucked up by not being able to last long.
“Kacchan it's okay, breathe for me, you've never done this before so relax.” Izuku arched his back to lean over and make out him, reassuring him everything was going to be okay.
“Yeah, but,” Katsuki broke the kiss, “I hope I'm still not doing this shit since we're supposedly married. This is fucking embarrassing if I can barely last a minute with you.” Izuku sat up to laugh, shifting off his dick to take off the condom and put a new one on Katsuki.
“No baby, it's quite the opposite. I can barely keep up with you. Trust me, we build each other up sexually as our relationship develops over the years, so you will get better. Just last week I had to tap out after round nine and you were still acting like a rabbit in heat. I was literally covered in come and the whole bed was practically soaked. We had to order a new mattress and I couldn't walk straight for a few days. So…I hope that's a helpful glimpse of your future.” Izuku purred, massaging his hardening dick and all Katsuki could do was blink in shock at the outrageous fact.
So not only does he get the man of his dreams, they’re supposedly married and he becomes a sex God?
He was definitely ready for his Izuku to come back.
“Do you want to stop or are you ready to try again?” Izuku gave the tip of his dick a kiss, pouring some lube on it after.
“Ye-Yeah, I'm ready to go again.” Izuku sat back down on his length like he owned it, Katsuki gritting his teeth at the warmth and pressure.
Izuku started off slow, getting himself adjusted to Katsuki while his dick twitched inside of him as he began to gently bounce on it. And seeing Izuku bite his bottom lip in concentration and shiver while he got used to him boosted his ego, thick and big, his cock clearly making Izuku feel amazing by the looks of it.
“Fuck, fuck, Kacchan is so huge, feel so full, so perfect, just for me.” Izuku planted his hands on his chest, staring down at him with watery eyes. The older pro whined when he started to go faster, grinding his ass down on his dick. Tears leaked from emerald eyes, Katsuki swelling with pride as he adjusted his hands to grip Izuku’s hips to help him move.
"You look so gorgeous bouncing on my dick, so fucking pretty." Katsuki praised him, fighting down a moan when Izuku slammed himself down on him again. And Izuku whimpered at the praise, grinding his hips up and down as his body trembled with need.
He fluttered his glowing emerald eyes shut, his mouth hung open while focusing on massaging his prostate with Katsuki's dick. The blonde shifted to lift his knees up so he could help keep Izuku steady, scarlet eyes hungry while he watched the older pro enjoy himself.
"So fucking good, Kacchan is ah…a-amazing, fuck!" Hearing Izuku cuss was such a turn on, using his hips to meet Izuku's thrusts halfway. And he made sure his grip on Izuku's freckled hips was tight, using his strength to jerk his hips up to meet Izuku’s thrust with his simultaneously.
Katsuki's eyes started to water too, completely lost in a cloud of lust, drool gathering at the corners of his mouth. Watching Izuku loudly moan while making himself feel good on his cock made Katsuki almost come again right then and there.
The bed squeaked as their hips slammed together roughly the faster they rocked together.
Izuku suddenly slowed his pace, trying to catch his breath before swooping down to kiss Katsuki. Instantly, their tongues slotted against each other's, sloppy, wet, and demanding. It made Katsuki moan, loving the way Izuku's skilled tongue curled against his.
“Fuck Izuku, wanted you like this for so long, so good, just for me.” Katsuki confessed as pleasure took over, grabbing the nape of Izuku's neck to bring him down for another sloppy kiss that left them breathless. He snuck his other hand down to grab one of Izuku's ass cheeks, squeezing it before giving it a hard smack.
At the sound of Izuku's soft whimper, he gave the other bubbly muscle the same treatment. Clearly someone loved to have their ass handled, fully gripping Izuku’s cheeks and massaging them. He added a little heat to his hands, effortlessly bouncing Izuku up and down his twitching cock.
Green lightning sparked around Izuku's toned body, the older male leaning back to grip Katsuki’s knees for purchase as he rode him faster, harder, his own dick bobbing proudly in the air as his insides were getting thoroughly massaged with everything Katsuki had to offer.
The blonde suddenly had another idea.
He gently pulled himself out from Izuku to sit up and flipped him onto his hands and knees. Before the curly headed pro could protest, he grabbed his neck with one hand and his hip with the other. Katsuki's dick bullied its way back into his hole with one, deep, powerful thrust that made Izuku gasp.
"Fuck!” Izuku practically screamed, squeezing his walls tightly around him. The action had Katsuki crossed-eyed for a second, releasing a deep groan in Izuku's ear while gripping the hand around his neck tighter.
"Katsuki, wh-what are you—"
"It's fine, I promise this'll feel good. Admittedly enough Denki and Sero force me to watch porn with them sometimes. I was shown this position would be stimulating for you." He watched a pretty red blush flare up on Izuku's freckled cheeks.
“You're so sweet to think about me, but this is your first time. It's about you and what you want, not the other way around.” Katsuki sat Izuku up and grabbed his jaw, kissing him deeply. He moved his other hand to stroke his leaking dick, feeling Izuku physically shiver against him from the action.
“What I want is for you to feel good, wanna see you cry and beg for my cock. That's what I want for my first time, Izuku.” The older pro melted into him, keeping on hand steady on Katsuki's bicep and the other tangling in blonde spikes.
Katsuki moved back until the tip kissed Izuku's hole before slamming himself back inside of him, hissing when it caused Izuku walls to wildly spasm, squeezing around his cock again. But that didn't stop him from pounding into the older pro, making sure each thrust was calculated, hitting Izuku's prostate.
He rested his head on Izuku’s shoulder, loving the beautiful sounds that came out of the shorter male's mouth from their intimacy. He felt a sense of pride coursing through him knowing he was reducing the man of his dreams into a babbling, cross-eyed, moaning mess.
“I'm go-gonna come, p-please don't stop Ka-ahh!" He tilted his green curls back to rest his head in the crook of Katsuki’s neck. Fresh tears leaked out of his pretty green eyes, whining as his legs started to shake, breaths becoming short pants.
"Yeah, gonna come for your Kacchan? My pretty little slut deserves it, doesn't he?" Izuku turned his head to kiss him, Katsuki devouring his mouth and massaging Izuku's dick with more speed and pressure.
His green eyes quickly rolled back, quickly detaching his lips from Katsuki’s so he didn't accidentally bite down on them while letting out a silent scream. Izuku cried, arching into Katsuki’s touch while coming hard into his hand and squirting on the bed.
Katsuki had to pause, watching Izuku crying and trembling, liquid shooting out from his dick along with come. He held Izuku’s violently shivering body close to him, in awe at the now soaked spot on bed. And Izuku did this for a few seconds, tears pouring down his cheeks because it felt so good to finally release after being so pent up.
“O-Oh shit, I squirted all over the s-sheets. I’ve never gone longer than two days without you wringing an orgasm from m-me, guess I really was pent up.” Izuku looked at Katsuki with a tired, teary-eyed smile.
“Holy shit Izuku, I didn't know you could turn into a water hose. That was the hottest thing I've ever seen...” Izuku giggled.
“Oh honey, I told you before, there's a lot of things I didn't know my body could do until we got together. Which speaking of, let's get you off again while you're still inside of me.”
“Izu—” The older pro purposely squeezed his inner walls so hard it made Katsuki pathetically whine out loud.
Katsuki's body shook at the feeling of Izuku doing this several more times until he felt the familiar burning sensation bunching up his muscles. And Izuku kept squeezing his walls, milking every last drop he could from Katsuki who placed his head in the crook of Izuku’s neck.
A minute later he let out a long, deep groan as stars danced behind his eyelids, his cock pulsing as he released his load deep in his condom. The green-haired male moaned prettily at the feeling of Katsuki’s holding him tight while he came.
Katsuki huffed a deep, shaky breath, leaning back against the pillows after detaching himself from Izuku. The shorter obviously regained his strength faster than him, laying soft green curls on his chest and taking his condom off for him again, throwing it on the floor.
“Kacchan, you did so good for your first time. How are you feeling?” Katsuki tangled his hand in short green curls and kissed the top of Izuku’s head.
“I feel great, how about you?” Izuku hummed, slowly drawing a finger in circles around one of his pecs.
“I already want to come again if I'm being honest, I still feel horny. But I know you don't have the stamina yet that I'm used to, so I'm content for now.” Katsuki raised a blonde brow, staring at Izuku who was giving him a mischievous look with those emerald eyes.
“Is that a fucking challenge? Who said I tapped out, we're just getting started, nerd.” The older pro let out a soft chuckle.
“Oh yeah? Big talk for a guy who just lost his virginity. You wouldn't be able to keep up with me, but little me and you definitely will have all the time in the world.” Katsuki scoffed at the audacity.
“Oh yeah, we'll see about that Izu—ah!” Izuku sneakily slithered down and flattened his tongue out before sucking Katsuki's whole dick down his throat.
Katsuki was already seeing white dots again, grabbing green curls to keep Izuku's head down. His body started to shake, overstimulated by already having two orgasms so close together.
He closed his eyes in pure bliss, opening his mouth to moan while letting Izuku gobble him up.
Katsuki had a feeling this was going to be a long day.
When Katsuki woke up, the stars and moon were out. He and Izuku went at it for hours, and the last thing he remembered was fucking Izuku doggy style on the desk, then Izuku gave him a hand job and they were kissing. He couldn't even remember how many times he came, passing out after round whatever the fuck.
Speaking of, a head of green curls pushed up against him, Katsuki smiling at the floral scent and kissing the top of Izuku’s head.
He grabbed his waist, pulling him close but the action made Izuku stir. The shorter male slowly blinked his emerald eyes open and smiled at him.
Katsuki smiled back and paused, realizing this was his Izuku.
Between the innocent green eyes, the full head of curly hair, and lack of face scars this was definitely his present Izuku.
And Izuku looked equally shocked, letting out a small yelp before falling off the bed.
“Izuku?” The tall blonde crawled to the edge of the bed to stare down at him.
Izuku groaned, rubbing at his backside before looking up at him with a shy smile.
“H-Hi Kacchan, it's me, well, actually me this time, I'm back home to the present.”
“Right…how are you feeling?” Izuku suddenly blushed and quickly looked away, staring anywhere but at Katsuki.
“Uh…I'm okay physically, sort of? Well, my ass hur…forget it. Anyway, emotionally? I saw some things that were good, some not so good but I can't really explain because you know, future things. But uh…yeah it was definitely an experience, mostly a good one! B-But I'm rambling, sorry, I'm sure you're probably tired and I randomly just popped up out of nowhere in the middle of the night, and also—”
Katsuki gave him a goofy, lopsided smile from above.
“You're rambling is fine, I wanna hear you talk and yap to me more ‘Zuku.” Izuku turned red from head to toe at the calmness in his voice and the nickname.
“O-Oh...um, okay, if you say so Kacchan.”
“You want some help up?” He extended his hand, and inwardly flinched when Izuku stared at him like he had grown two heads.
“Kacchan is being really nice to me, that's not something I'm used to. You sure you're not sick or anything?” He playfully joked.
“Just take my hand idiot, I'm fine.” Izuku softly laughed and took his hand, both blushing at the foreign touch.
He noticed Izuku hissed in pain when he stood up, holding his lower back with one hand while the other held Katsuki’s.
Izuku opened his mouth to say something, but then took a good look around his room. Clothes hastily thrown on the floor, dresser rummaged through, desk messy with books and papers scattered everywhere.
Then green eyes landed on Katsuki who was clearly naked, the huge dildo used from earlier, lube, and condoms littered on the floor and sheets. Not to mention the huge wet spots on the bed.
Green eyes blinked slowly at the scene, Katsuki could literally see the gears turning in Izuku's head. And looking at Izuku closely, the blonde just now noticed he was wearing leggings and his favorite black skull t-shirt that looked very aged now.
It must have been future Katsuki's shirt, which meant—
“Izuku, who were you wi—"
“Did me and you fuck?” They both paused at Izuku's question.
“I‐I'm sorry for my language Kacchan, it's just…it's pretty obvious what went down here. But y-you and me, me and you, doing that? I mean in the future we also…actually nevermind. Then again unless you were having sex with someone else, why would you do this in my room? My head hurts trying to wrap around everything that has happened the past four days.”
“Does the thought of us being together like that bother you?”
“No! I‐I mean not really? I just…I'm sorry, I wish I could form words to say how I'm feeling right now. I'm honestly confused, kinda worried, tired, and have a horrible headache.” Katsuki hummed, sitting back against the sheets to stare at the ceiling.
“I see, sorry, this shit is weird to me too. I'm also confused and apparently, I need to work on my communication skills, that's for damn sure. But what I do know is that I think me and you need to sit down and have a talk.” Izuku hummed in agreement, playing with the hem of future Katsuki’s worn out shirt.
“Ye‐Yeah, I agree a heart-to-heart chat for a few hours is needed. Um, what day is it? Because if we have school tomorrow I'll probably just say I'm sick so I can rest. I can't focus on anything right now.”
“Tomorrow is Saturday.” Izuku made and ‘o' shape with his mouth and looked out the window.
“Perfect, I could probably see my mom for a bit before she goes out to have her girls night. Take a nice hot bath, she'll probably make us Katsudon for lunch. I'll be able to relax and clear my head a bit.” Green eyes suddenly turned to look into his.
And Katsuki froze, not used to Izuku looking at him so intensely. They both clearly want to say so much to each other, yet neither spoke a word for a few seconds.
“Hey, do you want to sleep with me in my bed for now? Not like that, I'm just tired and I can help you clean your room tomorrow before you go to your mom's.” Izuku smiled.
“Sure Kacchan, I think we both deserve some rest, that's for sure. And um, if you're not busy you could come over tomorrow night? My mom will be out with her friends and my head should be okay by then. I just need a few hours by myself tomorrow to figure out my thoughts.”
"Sure nerd, sounds like a plan to me." Katsuki jogged to the bathroom, smirking at Izuku who blushed at his nakedness.
He grabbed a cloth to wipe himself down, running hot water on his face and body before coming back out. He grabbed his sweats from the floor, not caring he was shirtless and grabbed Izuku's hand.
The smaller male quietly gasped but didn't protest, lightly squeezing his scarred hand in Katsuki's. The blonde squeezed his hand back but didn't say anything, leading them upstairs to his room in silence.
He locked the door to his room and got under his clean sheets first, patting the spot next to him. Izuku looked nervous, but after a few seconds of contemplating he shyly smiled at Katsuki and walked over.
Izuku got into the sheets, quietly yelping when Katsuki grabbed one of his thighs to swing it over his hips. Katsuki scooted him close, lightly bumping their foreheads together. Izuku looked unsure, and Katsuki didn't want to rush things, but he couldn't help but stare at his pretty pink lips.
He cradled green curls with his other hand before diving in for a small kiss that Izuku quickly reciprocated back. They smiled against each other's lips, Izuku tucking his head into Katsuki’s chest out of shyness.
Katsuki kissed the top of his curls, grabbing Izuku securely by the waist and rubbing his back. A few minutes later Izuku was out like a lamp, softly snoring, but now one thing lingered in the back of Katsuki’s mind.
Just what in the world happened to his Izuku while he was stuck in the future?