Chapter 8: Heated Conversation

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It was the following day when Bakugou asked Izuku to be his. Without hesitation, Izuku unthinkingly fell into the blond's grip and accepted his offer. The two boys were strolling onward to the campus around eight in the morning, chatting and bestowing a fantastic time are going to class.

"Babe, I need to go. Let go of my arm," Bakugou says as he tries to pull out of Izuku's firm grip.

"Make me, you wuss," Izuku strives with his words as he concentrates on holding onto Bakugou's ripped sleeve.

"Oh, I'm the wuss. Look who's talking, crybaby," Bakugou returns smugly. Izuku titters to himself as he remains struggling for dominance.

"I don't want you to leave..." Izuku states in a hushed tone. He starts to undo his arms around Bakugou's sleeve, with his face peering downwards to evade eye contact.

Bakugou longly sighs as both individuals stand outside the campus, with very few people around. It was nerve-racking for Bakugou to do anything to Izuku because he didn't want anyone to make fun of him for being abnormal, which is weird, considering the blond is in the same boat.

Nevertheless, he drew his arm out of Izuku's grip, set both hands on the petite's squishable cheeks, and gazed at him. He remarked how sad Izuku resembled, which caused his heart to ache at knowing the greenette's pain.

"My sorry-ass needs to get good at what he wants to do to maintain my needy boy," Bakugou begins to speak, his thumb caressing both cheeks simultaneously. Izuku's locks gaze with the blond. He could see so much truth in Bakugou's eyes that it made him cry.

"I-I'm not needy!" Izuku returns with a whine leaving his lips as he behaves like a child, a side Bakugou enjoys very much. The blond drags his hands away from the boy's look with a grin on his edges.

"You are denying it makes it obvious you are," Bakugou cooed at Izuku before wavering his lips upon Izuku's ear to whisper. "But I like your neediness,"

"K-katsuki!" Izuku flushes as he forces the boy away from him. Bakugou chuckles before placing his hand on Izuku's head and interlocking his finger within the boy's green locks.

"I'll see you after class," Bakugou remarks before wandering into one of the several buildings on campus.

"I should get to class," Izuku says; he attempts to ease himself by hitting his face. He pulled through his actions and headed to the building where he'd soon meet Awase.

"Oh, hey, Midoriya!" Awase says as he walks alongside the greenette. Izuku smiles as he greets him with a hand gesture.

"So, about the party, I'm sorry if I was impulsive," Awase continued to talk as the two walked up the stairs. Izuku looked at Awase's face, and he could read his emotions. He is genuinely sorry.

"It's alright. No harm, no foul," Izuku replies with a chuckle and a sweet smile, a smile nobody could get enough of.

The two individuals walk into their first class and sit next to each other as they always do. They began to talk about Korean groups, such as Izuku's and Awase's favorite, BTS, and other activities like the school volunteering assignment.

Time flew by for the two as they almost had every class together. Since Awase is befriending Izuku so quickly, he invites him to come to his dorm to play video games and act like kids for a change. Oddly, Izuku didn't think twice about it. He said yes, like it was nothing, while Bakugou addressed from a distance.

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