Face Me Like An Idiot

7

Recovery Girl's Office

Katsuki's head laid next to Izuku's resting body. He had felt quite tired from Chiyo's healing as well, thus why his head was laying on the bed.

After a while, Izuku slowly stirred awake. He tried to lift his left arm but felt something- or someone keeping it down. He tilted his head to the side and flushed when he saw Katsuki using his arm as a pillow.

"Ka..." He stopped himself. He didn't want to wake the peaceful-looking blond, despite his mind just asking him to do so. Instead, he lifted his other arm and petted Katsuki's soft blond hair. "I love you, Katsuki..."

With that confession, he drifted off to sleep once again.

Little did he know, Katsuki was awake the moment he felt a hand touch his hair. He had a red blush staining his cheeks as they burned hotter than the sun itself.

"I love you too, Izuku..." He mumbled, knowing Izuku had already drifted to sleep. At least now, he knew the greenette shared the same feelings he does. He just needs to find out how to express them.

-

"Pardon? Could you repeat?" Izuku questioned, eyes wide as he held his phone up against his ear. The person calling him was Shigaraki Tomura, requesting for him to steal documents from Nezu's office.

"You heard me. Steal documents from that rat's office. After that, you'll get the quirk you desire." Shigaraki responded. Izuku grinned at the request.

"Is it that simple?" Izuku laughed. "Are you certain you want to give up my services so early into the infiltration?"

"Yes. After all, once everything is done and dealt with, All Might will be dead and we will rule over this country!" Shigaraki rasped arrogantly. Izuku hummed, trying his best to hold in his laughter.

"All right, fine. You will get your documents," Izuku concluded. The two bosses said their farewells and ended the discussion.

"You are foolish, Shigaraki Tomura," Izuku mumbled, placing his phone on his desk and turning off his lamplight. "How can one so arrogant such as yourself be the leader of a villain group?"

Izuku smirked evilly. "I, myself, have yet to discover the answer."

-
The next day

Izuku was spinning his pencil, paying no attention to the lesson being taught by Aizawa. Instead, he was plotting when he should steal the documents. After school? No, Nezu would definitely still be in his office. The only time he would be out of his office is during lunchtime, but it will be suspicious if I left Uraraka and Iida...

"You will be choosing class representatives. Pick someone you can trust," Aizawa stated. Immediately, almost everyone raised their hands and claimed to be a good class representative. Izuku twitched at the noise, but kept his mouth shut to avoid attention.

Meanwhile, Aizawa merely rolled his eyes and crawled inside his sleeping bag.

I wish I could do that. Izuku thought, staring at the yellow sleeping bag that contained his teacher.

"Silence, everyone! The class representative's duty is important, it cannot be decided so vaguely. I suggest we create an election to decide our class representatives!" Iida suggested, his shaky hand raised. It was quite obvious he wanted himself to be voted for.