The Proximation of Hello and Goodbye

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PLEASE, for the love of all that is good and pure in this world, do not read this chapter if you are not at least 18 years old. Please and thank you. 

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Izuku sits at the top of Katsu's bed, reading a book as he waits for him to get out of the shower. He didn't expect to find himself in such a spot so quickly, but even so, he still can't shake how weird it feels that he's in Katsu's bed. What's stranger, Ena and Akasuki seemed more than happy to help make it happen. That said, he's more than thrilled with the outcome that has come about from the day that they had with one another. Despite his anxiety surrounding the situation, Katsu has more than put his mind at ease. He's grateful for that and he's grateful that he finally opened himself up to the potential that he and Katsu could have with one another. Even if Masashi does try something, he's positive now that he would get nowhere.

He looks up as the door opens to see a shirtless Katsu in his boxers and making his way to the dresser to grab a pair of pants. He can't bring himself to take his eyes off of him. The water from his hair drips down onto his well-sculpted shoulders and back. Izuku feels his body grow warm starting in his face and working its way down to his toes. His eyes continue to wander the canvas of his skin finally realizing that he has a scar running over his shoulder and down part of his back. He's noticed a few scars on his hands and arms before, but not one quite this big. Katsu starts to turn around in time to see Izuku staring back at him. "You alright, nerd?" He asks.

"Oh, yeah. I'm great. I'm just having a hard time believing that any of today has happened at all. That and just appreciating how nice you look freshly showered," Izuku snickers.

Katsu smirks and leans against his dresser, "Yeah? You didn't look too bad yourself, earlier. It's a damn shame you wouldn't let me come with you."

Izuku places his book beside him on the bed and tilts his head. "Hm. Funny you say that because I don't remember you asking. If you had, I wouldn't have told you no." He stands up and walks across the room, wrapping his arms around Katsu's waist. He presses his lips against the blond's collar bone and looks up before kissing him deeply. "Maybe next time you should actually ask rather than dream up wild scenarios inside that head of yours. I might surprise you," he smiles.

"Well, now I want to ask for real," Katsu sighs.

"Try your luck again tomorrow. I'm already clean," Izuku answers, turning on his heel to return to the bed.

Katsu's hand catches his wrist and pulls him back, turning him so that they're facing one another again. He dips down so that his lips brush against Izuku's ear. "I can always change that," he whispers.

"And what do you have in mind?"

"I'm sure you already know the answer to that question," he answers. "What do you say?"

Izuku bites his bottom lip, shifting eagerly on his feet. "I'm not saying no. I'd be happy to take a second shower if you make it worth my while."

"Oh, I intend to."

There's no time to think before Izuku feels Katsu's lips against his own. He starts gently but quickly progresses into something more passionate. Izuku quickly melts into the kiss, his lips moving in sync with Katsu's. Neither of them bothers trying to pull away, keeping their lips locked onto one another's as if making up for every kiss they could've had up to now. The ramen shop, the movie at Ena's, the dandelion field, the warehouse as they baked together, and everything after, everything in between. Izuku hates that he hadn't realized all of these were missed opportunities sooner, that he wouldn't admit it. Loving Katsu has been so easy, so effortless. Even before he knew he loved him, it was easy.