Love like you | BKDK

Chapter One

~half of what, you think of me~

i was more then surprised to see deku again, he'd disappeared without a trace after middle school. throughout the years guilt ate at me, i was considered a hero now, after harsh reality breaking down my huge ego i was left with numbness and guilt. deku was important to me, despite the bullying i put him through. i felt abandoned when he suddenly disappeared. i thought i'd be relieved, yet it only left a whole in my life. i only sought him out once, in my second year of high school, i stopped by his old apartment. i was met with auntie, she had looked tired, and sad. she simply told me "izuku isn't here right now" when i had asked, then she shut the door. that was the first and last time i ever looked for deku. i figured he'd be happier without me, but that changed when i saw him again, his hair had gotten less poofy, it was longer and wavy. his eyes looked tired, he wore a blue university uniform, same red shoes though. his face got sharper, he had grown up. yet he still looked slightly scrawny. when we made eye contact my heart stopped.

the fear and resentment in his eyes was clear, he had despised the mere sight of me, i felt a pang go through my stomach when i caught his gaze. i was sure i was making some dumb expression. through all the anger in his eyes i noticed his features. he had gotten a lot less ugly. i inwardly scoffed at my intrusive thought, brushing it off. almost immediately after i attempted to get closer to him he bolted, leaving the bus. i chased after him ignoring the glares i got whilst shoving through the crowd. i needed to speak with him. i managed to get off in time and was left with silence, deku glared at me, then looked down at his feet, clutching his bag. i muttered his name, dumbstruck. 'the hell do i even say?' i asked myself as deku muttered something about having to go, i tried to get him to wait, but he was already gone. but i happened to catch the name of his university.

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a few weeks after i saw kacchan on the bus i continued to see him, he made it seem like it was random occurrences, but i knew better then to believe that. kacchan always seemed to arrive at the 'perfect time' like when i'd be eating lunch, or taking a stroll on campus. he never yelled at me, nor insulted me when we did see eachother. though i did ignore him most of the time. it's gotten to the point where i don't run away anymore, i just ignore him completely hoping he takes the hint, but he always stays. we normally sit in silence, kacchan's made a habit of playing with his hands when we sit in silence. he looked empty when i made eye contact, i wonder what happened after middle school.

i sighed at my essay, i couldn't finish it. kacchan was still on my mind and i was searching for a reason why he was so obsessed with meeting me. i tapped my pen on the table in frustration, glaring down at the essay. i got up and plopped down on the uncomfortable twin sized bed the collage provided, sprawling out my arms as i thought about my previous bully.

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"so you have a crush on this guy you bullied?" Kirishima, an annoying red head i had 'befriended' in high school spoke, taking another bite of his ramen.

"i don't have a crush on him, idiot." i scoffed, rolling my eyes at his statement. he only smiled wide, and continued to talk.

"okay, then why are you following him." it didn't sound like much of a question, more of a statement. dumb hair was trying to prove that i had a crush on deku, i didn't. i just wanted to atone, and i just couldn't bring myself to avoid him. it's like i needed to see him, it filled the void.

"i don't know." i stated, glaring down at the table we sat at. it was both of our days off, we were at a nearby ramen place, he had forced me to come out with him, normally i spend my days off looking for deku. kirishima rolled his eyes, looking at me with that dumb expression.

"what." i grumbled out, glaring at the red head.

"you totally have a crush on him." he stated, smiling at me.

"i do not."

"do to"

"do not"

"do too"

"DO NOT" i shouted at him, he only laughed and wiped his face with a napkin.

"anyway i think you should apologize first, it's not like he's gonna wanna be friends with his past bully, y'know?" kirishima smiled, taking a picture with a fan.

apologize, huh? that's going to be a lot harder then it sounds. i cant remember a time in my life where i genuinely apologized for anything. i walked around barefoot in my apartment, crossing my arms thinking of a way to apologize.

i doubt he'd accept it, at least not right away. but i needed him to know that i care about having a relationship with him. it just doesn't feel right without him there.

having searched my mind for almost an eternity, i finally thought of an idea that might catch his attention,

seduce.

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(unedited)

disclaimer:
there will be no smut or anything of the sort in this fanfic, there will be some suggestive themes, but nothing more then that. this is pure fluff, (for the most part)

anyway i hope you enjoyed the first real chapter