REWRITING ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ | ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ

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undeniable crushes.

"you've got a nice dorm going katsuki." his name slipped from her lips so casually as she drilled around his room, taking in her surrounding.

a mix of a chuckle and coo came from the girl as she spotted his discrete all might collection that had been hidden in the corner of his room. "i didn't know you were a collector katsuki." she teased, grazing her fingertips along the dressed he had placed them on.

"shut it weakling! if you tell anyone i'll bless your ass, got it?" she giggled at his words, and although the noise had him weak at the knees, it also filed his anger as he stopped over to her. in seconds, y/n's back was gently pressed up against the wall, with his arms either side of her head. "got it?"

"loud and clear." she blushed, diverting her vision to the ground as she waited for him to pull away.

he picked up her head, booking his finger beneath her chin and pulling it upwards. forcing her to look at him in the eyes. "do i make you nervous y/n?"

y/n was surprised that her heart wasn't pumping out of her chest, both her cheeks and ears were now a bright shade of red as she kept her iris's glued to the wooden floor.

"look at me."

no matter how much restraint the girl had, nothing could have stopped her eyes from meeting his. options of her next move flashed before her in her head, playing out all possible scenarios and their outcomes.

if i say yes, he will use it to his advantage.

if i say no, he will assume i'm lying and question why i am turning red.

if i say nothing, he will assume he does. and back to option one.

if i try to change the subject, he will also question why.

if i turn it around-

"maybe, but do i make you nervous katsuki?" his name felt from her tongue in a way it hadn't ever before, taking the boy by surprise. the look on his face gave her and answer as he soon blushed the same as her, "i think i've got my answer."

she ducks beneath his arm and makes her way back to his bedroom door, planning on returning downstairs to join her classmates.

"now stop being a baby and come downstairs."

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the class was surprised to see the angry blonde enter the common room beside y/n. he snarled and looked away from everyone, being angered by their confused looks.

"glad to see you finally came down bakubro." kirishima flashed his toothy grin at his friend and  patted him on the back. "would would have known you'd only need a bit of convincing?"

"i think i've just got a special talent." y/n boasted, earring a laugh from not just kirishima, but herself too. she turned to the blonde, how still glared down at her. "now stop being a baby and go and enjoy yourself, i'll come and find you in a bit."

she wandered around the room, spotting momo, kyoka and mina squished on the couch in an intense looking conversation.

y/n almost could have sworn she overheard shushes as she approached the group, but brushed it off when they all turned to her with bright smiles on their faces.

"hey, what we talking about?" y/n had sat down in a stood in front of the girls, leaning into the conversation.

"crushes." momo answered immediately, genuinely too. "kyoka is trying to deny the fact she has even the slightest feeling towards kaminari."

"well, mina is still in denial that kirishima isn't head over heels in love with her." ashido shot a glare to the raven haired girl as the whisperers emerged from her mouth.

"and when will you admit your feelings and go and confess to todoroki?" mina turned to the girl who had just outed the topic the three had been arguing over while the other girl was away.

"come on guys, i'm here to help. i am the prefect matchmaker."