Signs of Existence (You Were Once Mine)

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It's his eyes.

And his hair, and his lips and his nose and everything about him.

Shouto loves it all.

With his hand raised above the showerhead to give them light, a small flame flickering in and out of existence, Shouto can't help but watch as Katsuki rubs conditioner into his hair.

"Oi, switch sides, I need to rinse."

He's so perfect.

Shouto moves around him, his arm growing tired from being raised for ten minutes, now. "You're bossy tonight."

"I'm frustrated," Katsuki says, running his hands through his blonde hair, soapy bubbles falling down his body and down the drain. "Power outages make idiots think they can do whatever they want. Alarm systems and shit are all either down or running on backup generators that are easy enough to shut down."

Shouto scrubs himself with his loofah, sighing. "I hope Uraraka and Asui are both doing alright apprehending the villain causing all of this. It's late, and with no street lights I bet it's hard to chase someone."

"They'll be fine. I'm more worried he'll take a hostage or something."

Shouto nods, "That wouldn't be good."

"No shit," he says, fondness in his tone. He steps out of the shower, pulling the curtain closed and drying himself off. Shouto finishes rinsing himself off, before joining Katsuki and accepting the towel thrown at him.

He's so lucky.

Really. He gets to spend the rest of his life doing the job he's always wanted to do, with the man he's loved for years, and he gets to be happy. He gets to save people and he gets to have friends.

When he was fifteen, or at any point in his life before that, he wouldn't have believed this to be possible. Endeavor was always ruthless, always expecting something of Shouto. Shouto wasn't allowed to do a lot, which included both platonic and romantic relationships.

But now, he can just lean over a little too far and find his lips on Katsuki's, and Katsuki enjoys it just as much as Shouto does.

He slides underneath the covers, watching Katsuki switch the light on. He tells Shouto it's so they know when the power is back on.

And Shouto doesn't mind it. Katsuki can do whatever he wants.

"Ugh," Katsuki grunts, "I wish we could watch TV or something."

Shouto rolls over, hanging an arm across Katsuki's chest and nuzzling his shoulder. "Yea. But now, we can sleep. We've both been working too much, lately. We deserve this."

Katsuki rests a hand in Shouto's hair, "You're right. I'm just worried about the villain. I wonder how things are going."

Shouto closes his eyes as Katsuki plucks his phone off of the nightstand. The small device lights his face up uncomfortably, even with his eyes closed. Katsuki is silent as he reads new articles, dragging the screen from the top to find any new updates.

"Anything?"

Katsuki swirls his fingers in Shouto's hair. "They're still chasing him. That's all anyone knows."

Shouto brings his hand up to rest on Katsuki's, adding more weight to his own head. "It'll be fine, I promise." He squeezes, "We should get some sleep in case they need help with recon tomorrow."

Katsuki's phone clicks off, a thud on the nightstand as he sets it down. With a little maneuvering, Katsuki is able to position himself lower on the bed, hugging Shouto from behind as they drift off to sleep.