Destiny~

Kiss

"Love..."

I like how it sounds. I like how it rolls off my tongue. I like who it's directed to. I like that I can finally say this word. Because not expressing your feelings is absolute hell. But, I don't like it all by itself. I'd rather say it with "I love you" or "I love you, Kacchan." No, not Kacchan. "I love you, Katsuki"

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I had the same dream. Katsuki was holding me again. But this time, I wasn't afraid. I didn't try to push him away. Instead, I embraced the gesture. I held his arms. I wanted to turn around and kiss him, but I woke up before I could do so.

I woke up and still felt his arms around me. Still felt his hot breath on my neck. Still felt his lips close to my ear. I still felt hot. As I recalled the dream for a few minutes, a noise came out of me. I shot up and covered my mouth. Did I just moan? I mean, that dream is very hot and intimidating. But, I can't believe I moaned because of it! It just always feels so...real.

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I ended up waking in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep. That dream haunts me. I sat at my desk and my conscientiousness drifted in and out. I tried to stay awake, I didn't want Aizawa-sensei to yell at me again.

I heard shuffling and felt a tap on my shoulder. I blinked a couple times before looking down to see a pink piece of paper on my desk. I flipped it over a couple times, but my eyes were so tired I couldn't read anything. I shrugged and put it in my pocket, figuring I could read it later. I put my arms on the desk in front of me and closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.

"Problem child!"

Damn it...

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I was still yawning as the class made its way down to the cafeteria. I suddenly remembered the pink paper I had slipped into my pocket. I pulled it out and read what it said:

For Izuku-

The paper was folded up, so I carefully undid all the creases.

After school, meet me by our old cherry blossom tree. Don't stand me up

-B

He thinks I'm stupid, doesn't he? I know his last name, he assumes I forgot. Or, he made it obvious on purpose. Then again, I can never tell with that boy. I scanned the paper a few times, a smile written on my face. I'm so stupid. He's right, I am just a damn nerd. Heh...

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During lunch, I ate while staring at the paper. During gym, I'd stare at the paper during breaks. For the rest of the day, I stared and stared and stared at that paper. It felt like it gave me life. It felt like it gave me motivation. Power. Emotions. Empathy. Everything I thought I naturally felt, it's now all washed away, adn my only source to feel those things is with this paper.

I'm still playing and staring at the paper as I walk to the cherry blossom tree he used to hang out at. I stared at it, but also looked up a couple times as I waited. I stood under the tree, the paper still enveloping me with its very few words. I feel like I can always see something new everytime I read through it again.

I waited until the sun melted into the sky, until it fell on to the Earth. I looked up for the last time to only be met by disappointment. I looked up to see nothing, no one, in front of me. I stood in disbelief, the paper wriggling free from my hands and flying into the wind. Warm tears rolled down my cheeks. I don;t understand. Why'd he stand me up? I was the one who shouldn't have stood him up, so why'd he do it? My knees became weak and I fell to the ground. The tears wouldn't stop and the pain was unbearable. I accepted my feelings for him and this is what I get?

I stood up and made my decision. I'm locking up my emotions again. I shall never feel love again. Katsuki Bakugo was the first person to make me feel love. And Katsuki Bakugo was the last person to make me feel love.

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I sat on the concrete of the balcony, knees hugged to my chest. I couldn't get over what happened. I feared I would be heartbroken, and my fears were right. It was so hard to bear, so hard to accept, so hard to live with.

I saw movement from the corner of my eye. I looked up to see another pink paper on the floor in front of me. It said "For Izuku" on the front again. With a sniffle, I carefully undid the creases like last time.

Maybe don't focus on the paper this time. There was another one hidden in the tree dumbass. It says the exact same thing as I'm about to say to you. Go to your roof. Your decorated roof. I'll be waiting this time, I swear

-B

My eyes were wide. I scanned it over again 15 more times. He's waiting at our secret roof. He's been waiting at our secret roof. God, if I wasn't so surprised and obsessed, I would've met up with him earlier.

I ran out of my dorm, only putting on my slippers. I didn't even grab a coat. I wouldn't need a coat. I was going to be warm either way.

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I ran the whole way, practically out of breath by the time I reached the roof. I slammed open the door and put my hands on my knees, catching my breath. When my breathing was stable, I looked up and saw spiky, blonde hair. I smiled.

"Tch, I've been waiting"

"Heh, I know..."

He turns to face me. I greet him with a big, stupid smile. I was way too excited. I'm so dumb. He tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I look at his hand then back up at him. My cheeks a nice shade of pink.

"Izuku, you know I'll always regret middle school"

I gulped. I was nervous, sweating. I was excited, heart racing. I wanted to feel his arms wrapped around my body once more. No, not just once more. For the rest of my life.

"So, I think I should make it up to you. Izuku, I love you..."

Those words made me burst into tears. I wrapped my arms around his neck and was smiling, laughing. I've never felt this happy.

"I love you too, Katsuki"

He smirked. I grinned. He wrapped his arms around my waist. He brought me closer to his body. I wasn't just warm, I was hot. Our lips were only a few inches apart, all I did was stare at his.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

I never break eye contact with his lips, even as I respond with "Yes." I stood and stared, wanting and waiting to close the gap. And he finally did. His lips were just as soft as they looked. I didn't want to part them. I wanted to stay like this forever. But, eventually, Katsuki parted our lips. He leaned his forehead against mine. I closed my eyes, a big smile across my face. I now know what this is.

This was destiny.