Deku Who? (EDITING)

Chapter 8

Izuku's POV

I sat down across from Izzy and she smiles at me. She sits her juice box down and exhales dramatically. I chuckle.

"What would you like to do for your birthday tomorrow Izzy?" I ask her and she places her finger on her chin as if she's thinking long and hard.

"Skating rink!" She cheers.

"What about something else? We skate everyday." I reason, she shakes her head viciously.

"No, I want to go skating! Mama can come! Auntie can come! Uncle can come! And Yuki!" She said happily with her hands up.

"Thanks for the invite, bug." Katsuki ruffled her hair and sat down beside her.

"Don't call her that." I snap, he turned to me.

"Joe calls me that! I miss Joe." Izumi said sadly, slumping in her seat.

"Joe?" Katsuki questions staring at me intently.

"None of your business." I snare, rolling my eyes and Izumi frowns at me.

"Zuzu why are you being mean to Yuki?" She asked tilting her head slightly.

"I'm just tired Izzy," I sigh.

"Oh. Can we skate for a little while longer?" She then asks and I nodded standing up.

"Izuku, can we talk?" Katsuki asked. Before I could deny Izumi interrupts me.

"Tyson! Zuzu stay here!" She said before running off to the boy she was helping earlier. I turn and glare at the blond.

"Look I don't care if you changed over the years. That doesn't take away the fact that you've tormented me throughout our whole childhood for something I couldn't control. So do me a favor and stay the hell out of my way, better yet, my life." I spat, taking in his shocked yet guilty expression. I give him one last glare before looking for Izumi.

I don't want to be here anymore.

The car ride back to the house was silent.

Izumi was sleeping in her car seat while holding on to a stuffed Panda she won from the claw machine.

Katsuki hasn't tried to start a conversation with me the whole ride, he's just been staring out the window.

When we reached a red light I sigh, laying back in my seat and glancing at him once more.

You can't deny the fact that he's good looking. From his messy spiky blonde hair, to his crimson red eyes, defined jawline, and plump pink lips, just everything about him is indescribably attractive.

And I hate it.

"De- Izuku, the light turned blue." His low husky voice shook me back into reality. I roll my eyes and looked back at the road.

We finally made it to the house and I got our skates out the car. Katsuki unbuckled and picked Izumi out of her car seat as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. I unlock the front door and everyone stopped their conversation to look at us.

"Did you guys have fun? Seems like Izzy did," Ma said and I nodded slightly, putting the skates down and taking Izumi from Katsuki.

"I'll go lay her down." I mumbled, before walking down the hall to her bedroom.

I take her shoes off and tuck her in bed, I kiss her temple before cracking the door and walking back into the living. Mitsuki was hugging Ma and Masaru was grabbing the car keys.