Something About Him \ A BakuDeku Story

3: Voicemail

Izuku groaned as he stared at his phone. Katsuki Bakugou's number was resting next to it, on a small piece of paper. 

After sitting on his couch for nearly 2 hours, he still handn't figured out if he was going to call the blonde or not. Deep down inside, he sort of wanted to. But he wanted to be strong. He couldn't let himself get won over by some random man. 

Yet, after waiting for a few more minutes, the small green haired boy grabbed his phone, and typed in the phone number. Once that was done, the freckled boy held up the phone to his ear, waiting for it to ring. 

It rang once.

Twice.

Three times...

Midoriya looked down, as he was sent to Voicemail. 

He heard the beep, and decided to speak. 

"Hey! Kacchan... It's me, Iz- Uh, Deku! You... You gave me your number, and I decided to call you... I don't know why, but... I did, so... Um... Well, give me a call when you get this!"  He cheered, putting down his phone again. 

The short boy sighed and stood up, walking towards the kitchen, just as his phone started to ring. The poor Midoriya nearly fell on his face as he tried to grab his phone as fast as he could. 

" Hello!? " 

" Oh, Hey! Sorry About that Deku, I was in the shower. " 

" Oh! No worries! " 

" Anyways... Uh, why exactly did you call me? "

" Uh- Right! Well, to be honest, I don't really know- I guess I just wanted to chat or something. "

" Ahh... Okay, well, wanna get coffee? "

Izuku smirked. 

" You mean, as a date? "

He heard the blonde scoff from the other line, before he kept talking. 

" Sure, whatever you want. " 

These words made Izuku blush and smile. 

" W-Well... Uh, then, yeah! It's a date then. I'll meet you at the coffee shop on Edyko Street in ten minutes sharp! "

Before Bakugou could even answer, Izuku hung up, hiding his red face in his hands as he stood up and went to change. 

Maybe, just maybe... He might... Kind of, sort of, maybe considered liking Katsuki a little bit. 

Just maybe.