𝖬𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 | 𝐟𝐞𝐦. 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞

First time writing fem. bakudeku ☺

ENJOY!

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Izuku was insecure.

Always had been. She'd never thought her body was pretty or slim enough, especially as in middle school her classmates liked to remind her of her weight and 'ugliness'.

Even though she now had an amazing class full of friends who told her she was pretty, she didn't really believe them.

And now as her chest started suddenly growing fast she got stretch marks on them, making her even more insecure of her chest. They weren't really big and now also had stretch marks. While the rest of the class would be showering after gym class she would just waiting for them, maybe cleaning her armpits with a wet towel, still keeping her shirt on though. That was how much it bothered her.

Luckily for her nobody said anything about it, they realized quickly that she was uncomfortable with showing her body.

But now she was in her dorm, sitting on the floor while frowning at her reflection on the mirror. Her shirt was off and she was just in her bra and shorts.

She bit her cheek and touched her right thigh, thinking it looked bigger than anyone else's. Her eyes travelled to her stomach, wincing at the way it was 'bursting' over her shorts. Oh, and the hip dips. God she hated them.

She sighed, tilting her head, still looking at herself in the mirror with teary eyes.

"Oi, Deku??" Suddenly the door slammed open revealing the greenette's friend, Katsuki. One of the things that Izuku 'hated' about her was the fact that she was so fucking gorgeous.

Her skin was smooth, so was her hair. She could walk around, just woken up and still look absolutely beautiful. She was athletic, tall and skinny but strong. Oh, and her chest and ass was bigger than anyone else's in the whole fucking school. Her small waist just perfected her curves.

Yes, of course Izuku was jealous of her. But she didn't hate her like she wanted to, she just wanted to be like her but also kind of-... with her? She hadn't quite figured that out yet.

Izuku yelped and grabbed her shirt from next to her to cover her chest. Katsuki stared at her, frowning as the other panicked. "... what the hell are you doing?"

The door closed and locked as the blond came inside listening to Izuku just stutter nonsense. "I-I um- n-nothing-! You- you know what's a better question-? Why-why my door wasn't locked, huh-? T-that's weird, isn't it-!"

The taller girl didn't say anything, just sat down in front of the greenette who gulped and looked at her with scared eyes.

"You were looking at yourself, weren't you? And not in a good way." She stated, knowing the answer even though the smaller girl quickly started shaking his head and disagreeing. "H-huh-? What are you talking about! I-I-..."

The blond's eyes were narrowed as she looked at the girl in front of her. She couldn't believe that Izuku could think badly of herself.

She wrapped her right arm around the smaller girl and made her look in the mirror. "What is it that you don't like about your body, huh?"

"K-Kacchan-!" Izuku mumbled, blushing, embarrassed that Katsuki was touching her like that.

"Tell me, if you can say it to yourself you can probably say it to me too, right?" The girl asked and Izuku gulped. "... I-I don't know..."

There was a pause before the taller girl turned to the mirror again and asked the greenette, "is it your face?"

Izuku gulped and looked down. After a moment she nodded hesitantly, still making sure not to look at the blond.