~Deku's POV~
And with that, we stayed like that for just a few minutes, but to me, it felt like an hour.
"Oi Izuku, let me go. You're clutching on to me so tight you shit." Kacchan said as he aggressively tapped my arm.
"O-Oh sorry Kacchan I got carried away." I answered slightly scratching the back of my head.
And again, minutes of silence came to visit. So I just decided to leave. But as I decided to stand up, Kacchan pulled me back down to sit down.
"Say... What do you feel about me?" Kacchan asked.
I couldn't answer him. Is it because I was still processing what he just asked? No. Was it because I didn't want to answer him? No, it's not that either. Suddenly, my voice was just muted. I don't know for what reason, or why this is happening. I want to answer, I want to say out loud that I-
Wait, that's right... I don't even know what to tell him. What is it that I've been meaning to tell him? That I like him? Does he even mean the question in a friendly way or in a romantic way? I don't know what to tell him.. Should I just tell the truth? But that would mean having the possibility to ruin what we have now... And I don't want that... I'm more than contented being with Kacchan like this, getting to spend time with him like this... But sometimes, there is always this pain in my heart that just can't fade or go away. I want to be with him, be much more close to him than this, but I don't want to risk the relationship that we both have right now. What-
As I was busy scrambling my head, I noticed Kacchan standing up, realizing that I have been silent for too long.
"That's alright. I didn't expect an answer anyway..." Kacchan said, smiling while looking down, with a sad tone.
And that's when my instincts took over me. I took Kacchan's hand and said,
"I like you Kacchan!" I looked at him, swallowing the little pride I have in me, letting my embarrassment take over. While Kacchan just stood there, face all red, and eyes wide.
And with that, he stayed quiet and turned to me. I just realized how embarrassing that was, and I wanted the ground to just swallow me whole, but no. I want to hear an answer from Kacchan.
But as I looked at him again, he was just clenching his fists, biting his lower lip, while face still red. I couldn't see his eyes though. Then again, silent minutes passed by until Kacchan finally spoke.
"You're an idiot, you know that, Izuku?" Kacchan said, now looking at me.
"E-Eh?" I thought, starting to sweat. Is this an answer or a rejection...?
"At least say my name while confessing." Kacchan said, averting his eyes away from me.
"Kacchan?" I spoke up, confused as to what he meant.
"My birth name?" Kacchan answered, raising his right brow.
"O-Oh! U-Um..." I haven't even said his name for such a long time... No, I never said his actual birth name since the day I was born. I just went by 'Kacchan'...
"What? Can't say it? Izuku~" And that's when I realize Kacchan's making fun of me.
"U-Uh!" I said, closing my eyes, forcing confidence to flood over me. But it failed, and now I'm sweating so hard while hearing Kacchan's evil chuckles.
"K-Katsuki..." I said, it only came out as a whisper, but seeing Kacchan's reaction, I think it was a little bit loud.
And now it was my turn to laugh. But instead of laughing, it felt as if my whole world had slowed down and stopped. Kacchan's laugh started to ring in my ears, his smile lingering in my thoughts, such a blessing to my sight. I don't want this moment to end. Because it was too precious to end.
"Hey, say it again with your confession." Kacchan said, wiping his 'happy' tears away.
"I like you, Katsuki..." I looked down, feeling more embarrassed than ever, but I don't mind him laughing at me for it. I just want to see Kacchan happy, and if this was the reason why he's happy, I'll gladly repeat it a million times over.
Kacchan stopped laughing and said,
"I like you too, Izuku." Kacchan said, reaching out his hand to touch my cheeks, and right there, right at that moment, felt like heaven.
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Say My Name
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