Katsuki's brain flashes in alarm and his shoulders stiffen, his posture straightening out.
"W-what are you doing?"
Izuku has a mischievous look on his face as he taps at his phone screen.
"Just showing her what she's up against."
Izuku takes a look at the photo as Katsuki watches him, confused. In the picture, Katsuki is looking at the camera confused, his big white loose T-Shirt going slightly down so it shows his perfect skin and his shoulder. You could barely see the black shorts, so it looks more like underwear. Katsuki's pale skin is perfect, bringing out his bright red eyes. His hair looks soft and messy with his confused expression.
"Perfect."
Katsuki turns even more red and can't help but burry his face in Izuku's bed pillows in embarrassment. Izuku texts Uraraka.
Izuku: Hey, I'm bringing my roommate to the hangout. Hes more than happy to go
Not even a second later, Izuku gets a reply
Uraraka: OK! Could i see what he looks like Midoriya Kun? :)
Izuku chuckles mercilessly.
Izuku: Sure
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Uraraka, on the other side of the phone, stares at the picture.
"This is who is living with Midoriya Kun!? Not as pretty as me so why did he leave for him... Midoriya Kun is into me, i shouldn't have been worried..."
She texts back, her fingers moving fast over the screen. Her mother looks at her from across the dinner table, her husband by her side.
"Ochako dear, what was that?"
She looks at them both and smiles at them.
"Nothing mom, i was just texting a friend."
Her father stares at her and their eyes meet each other's. He puts his hands on the table, the stern looks in his eyes making him seem bigger.
"Ochako. You know how me, and your mother feel about you using the phone at the table. We're worried about you-"
She glares at them and then her face falls.
"Dad, i just... You guys don't need to worry about me, ok? I'm done now so I'm going to go. Thanks for the food..."
She stands from the table and goes up to her room. She softly shuts the door and takes a look in her closet where a couple of full piggy banks rest on the closet floor. Shes been saving hundreds of dollars for her parents, and secretly transferring bits and bits to their bank account. She doesn't care what she has to do. She'll do her best to make money for her sweet parents who do so much for her and love her.
Uraraka: Hes totally my friend's type! We should set up a double date if he likes her after we all hang out!
Izuku looks at the message and glares at the screen. He replies.
Izuku: Sure!
Izuku turns off his phone, not bothering to reply to Uraraka's new message. Izuku sees Katsuki laying on his bed. He grins, the sour expression that was on his face melting away. He puts his phone to charge on top of the dresser and lays next to him.
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RomanceMy name is Katsuki Bakugou. I'm in love with a boy. Hes popular, smart, kind, and sweet. He is absolutely perfect. But the problem is, I'm a boy. I want nothing more than to go up to him and tell him how i feel. I see him every day and he seems to n...
