Catch Me If I Fall [BakuDeku]

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

That night, Katsuki almost fell asleep in the greenette's arms. After crying for almost half an hour, his mind and body felt exhausted. But at the same time, he felt oddly relaxed. Which he rarely did.

As Izuku had stated, his quirk forced his body to be in constant adrenaline, not leaving space for relaxation at all—unless he was sleeping. The calmness was unsettling, but most definitely welcome. Especially when he was being held by none other than the nerd himself.

God, he didn't realize how much he needed to be held by him until that very moment.

Barely two days have gone by, and they couldn't stop sneaking glances at each other. A few of their classmates have noticed, apart from the obvious brunette that was growing frustrated. After the two boys had shared their kiss, nothing else happened. Uraraka might have to step in after all.

The moment lunch time rolled around, she stomped over to where they stood and pulled them aside, away from prying eyes and eavesdroppers. Katsuki growled in her direction, snatching his arm away from her grip and glaring at her. "What the fuck do you want?"

"Chill out, Bakugo," she rolled her eyes. Ever since she found out that they liked each other, she has been very bold. Somehow, knowing that Katsuki liked Izuku—the class' sweet and kind cinnamon roll—she saw Katsuki in a new light. Like a cute little dog who's all bark and no bite.

"Is there anything you need?" Izuku asked with a tilt to his head.

"From you? Not necessarily. But from you," she turned to Katsuki, giving him a pointed look. "We've got a little chat that is overdue."

"We don't have to talk about shit," Katsuki huffed, crossing his arms. "Now get out of my way, I ain't wasting my time with you."

"Kacchan, that's rude," Izuku pouted, making Katsuki roll his eyes.

"What's rude is that Pink Cheeks here thinks that whatever she has to say is more important than food in my stomach," Katsuki grumbled. He was going to be in a very bad mood if he didn't get food in the next five minutes.

Izuku was about to retort, but Uraraka waved him off, unfazed. "You know what? You're right. Izu-kun, you should go on ahead and eat. We will be behind you in a minute."

"That is not what I said," Katsuki growled.

"Ochako—"

"Don't worry about it, Deku," Uraraka giggled, pushing him away towards the cafeteria. He stared at her in uncertainty, sharing a look with Katsuki who just rolled his eyes and waved him off. With furrowed brows, Izuku complied and slowly walked away from them.

Once he was out of earshot, Katsuki glared at the brunette. "This better be fucking important or I'll blast your face in training."

Uraraka looked around them, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards a more secluded place. As much as he hated being dragged by someone, he let her pull him while shooting daggers at the back of her head.

When the coast was clear, she let go of him and turned to him with crossed arms. "So?"

"So what?!" Katsuki hissed, glaring down at her. "What the fuck do you need to talk about so badly?!"

"You haven't asked him out yet, have you?" She deadpanned, her lips in a thin line. Katsuki was caught off guard, almost choking on his own saliva as a light blush colored his cheeks.

"What does that have to do with you?" He hissed, eyes darting around them to make sure nobody was close by.

"He is my best friend," she glared at him. "He has had those feelings for you bottled up for a while, but now that bottle has been spilled. If he was anxious before, he must be even more anxious now that he knows that you miraculously like him back. But you haven't asked him out yet."