Catch Me If I Fall [BakuDeku]

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

It was yet another sleepless night for the two teenagers. Their minds were whirring endlessly with the recent turn of events where Izuku's secret of being gay had been let out in the open. The greenette was beyond mortified and wouldn't show his face around anyone, no matter how hard Katsuki tried. Izuku had been coped up inside Katsuki's bedroom where Mitsuki laid down a futon for him before he finished his shower. Let's just say that there was no way of getting the freckled boy out from under the covers.

Katsuki had tried luring him out in different ways. He offered to watch his favorite All Might movie, promised to buy him his favorite ice cream for a month, even promised him he wouldn't laugh, but Izuku wasn't having any of it. The blond had been awfully patient with the greenette, having hoped that he would eventually at least pop his head out. Unfortunately for him, that wasn't the case.

It was already two in the morning and the greenette had been hiding since nine in the afternoon. How could he go so long under there? If it were Katsuki, he would've been out in under five minutes to get a breath of fresh air. It was frustrating.

Katsuki was currently sitting cross-legged on the edge of his bed, glaring down at the slumped form of Izuku under the covers. He could hear a set of footsteps going down the stairs, and an idea popped to him. If what he had in mind didn't get the freckled boy out of hiding, then he was going to hate himself for the rest of his life.

"Alright, I'm done being patient with you," Katsuki huffed, uncrossing his legs and standing up from his bed. "You don't wanna show your face, fine. I'm gonna drag your ass downstairs, I don't care if you're gonna play fucking ghost for the rest of the night."

Izuku's eyes widened and he shifted lightly, wondering just what the hell the blond meant. He didn't have to wonder for long, as a surprised squeak left his mouth the moment he felt Katsuki's fingers wrapping around his covered ankles. The blond began literally dragging him, stopping briefly to open the bedroom door.

"K-Kacchan what the hell?!"

"If you don't want to bang your head against every fucking step, then you better stand up," Katsuki warned. Izuku clumsily freed his ankles and stood up, the covers still draped over his body. He was about to head back to his futon, but Katsuki's fingers found their way to his wrist and began pulling him down the stairs. Izuku started protesting, almost twisting his ankles at least twice while doing his best to take the steps. It was quite a challenge, alright.

Katsuki's parents were chatting by the kitchen island, a mug of coffee on both of their hands. They both wore a robe and looked pretty exhausted, and Katsuki immediately knew they were trying to pull an all-nighter. The two adults took notice of them, Mitsuki raising an eyebrow in both—amusement and wonder. Katsuki stopped in front of the two, releasing Izuku's wrists and taking a deep breath.

"Boys, why are you still up?" Masaru asked with a tilt of his head. Mitsuki had briefed him in on what happened a few hours ago, and didn't even question Izuku's appearance.

"Izuku, dear, you can stop hiding now," Mistuki chuckled lightly. Izuku was about to answer, but Katsuki beat him to it.

"I'm gay," Katsuki blurted out, causing a wave of silence to overcome them. Yes, his mother already knew, but the greenette didn't know that yet. Izuku's eyes widened like saucers, his hands tugging down on the blanket unconsciously to stare at the blond in astonishment.

What the fuck?!

Mitsuki and Masaru blinked twice, looking at each other before looking back at Katsuki. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous, because the sweat on his palms was accumulating fast that it made him fear that he might accidentally activate his quirk. He might regret having said that, but at least he got Izuku to finally stop hiding.