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By then they were silent, not really making any verbal contact with each other, just sitting there, enjoying each other's presence? It was more of a "I don't know what to say," aura but nonetheless, at least Katsuki wasn't platonically trying to start a problem. However, the tension was much better between them then it was before, much better when they couldn't sit near each other for more than five seconds and not start a problem.
But none of the less, the silence had gotten distracted by some of the other students messing around in the kitchen. How do they know? All they heard was the clattering of pans and utensils on the tiled floor, with panicking responses to that. Katsuki just read his face back to his regular, non-monotone face, and walked to the kitchen to see the deal.
Yet Izuku sat there in pure awe that he actually had the shortest, yet one of the best conversations with Katsuki that ended up not resulting in violence. At this point, he thought he was somewhat hallucinating. He then straightened himself and took the thought out of his head, he knew Katsuki being at that age that he would mature more, so no need to be surprised.
Izuku then heard the calmness of the area, no more noise coming from the kitchen. What could he have possibly done to get it this silent? Izuku's thoughts wandered upon the top of his head. He got up and walked to the kitchen to see some of his classmates either cleaning or doing something involved with making breakfast. How could you tell? It smelled like freshly made pancakes. He scanned the room, observing what each was doing. Ashido, iida, Kyoka, and Shoji were either cleaning, mopping, or dusting the shelves placed around the kitchen. On the other hand, Ochako was stirring the batter, while Shoto was dicing the dry ingredients.
Other than that, Katsuki was making sure everyone was up to task, as if he were the manager in charge of the kitchen area, just throwing insults to his peers one by one; now there's the Katsuki we all know and love.
"Stir it like you're putting your worthless brains into it, round face!"
"Get moving, those SHELVES AREN'T GOING TO DUST THEMSELVES-"
"Did you cut these? It's so bad that your own mother would be disappointed-"
Again, the Katsuki we all know... And love.
Izuku stood there blandly, with that mischief aura surrounding the room whenever Katsuki's insults got thrown around. The blonde's attention then got distracted by Izuku's presence; just standing there in silence. "So, you think you're off the hook, Freckles? Get to mopping!" He then throws a mop at the Green haired boy and snaps his fingers. A warm but nervous laugh was all that came out of Izuku, and then he started his cleaning. Katsuki then cracked a smile and went off to do whatever he was going to do next, insult Shoto by using dad jokes, or questioning Ashido's existence.
Word count: 511
Here's a little more that I can fit in, I usually try to put at least 1,000 words in these chapters. Right now, I'm sure everyone is dealing with school, and this dumb corona virus shit, so I hope everyone reading this is safe. Again, I'll be trying my best to update more! ciao :)
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