Cheers echo through the venue. Katsuki thrusts his fist in the air, drumsticks in hand, and an eruption of whistles and screams respond. Izuku glances to the blond with a laugh. His drummer sure loves hearing his well-earned praise.
Izuku gives one final wave to the crowd before the lot makes their way backstage. Ochaco grabs a towel from a stagehand waiting for them, dabbing at the sweat clinging to her face.
'That was so much fun!'
Eijiro slings off his bass and hands it to another waiting stagehand. 'Right?! What a great crowd today!'
The quartet continues through the cluttered craze of workers moving every which way to pack up and move the whole set to their next stop, finally making it to the backroom.
Eijiro and Katsuki collapse on the couch and down several bottles of water, Ochaco sits at the vanity (properly wiping off her makeup), and Izuku slings his guitar strap over his head before placing it in its case.
The greenette grabs a water bottle and makes his way to relax with everyone else when their manager bursts through the door.
'GUYS!'
'And girl.' Ochaco and Izuku chime at the same time. Ochaco turns to nod her thanks to her best friend. 'What's up?'
'"What's up" is that you're nominated for the BMAs!'
'WHAT?!'
Each band member forgets about their equally functioning phones, choosing to crowd their manager. Izuku, Ochaco and Eijiro all make grabs to read the nomination list on their manager's phone.
'Have none of you been checking your socials?!'
Ochaco snatches the phone. 'Not since we've been performing for the past two hours!'
'None of you have seen the news?!'
Eijiro grabs the phone from Ochaco. 'Who watches the news?'
Katsuki chucks his drumsticks over his shoulder and drapes an arm over Izuku's frame. 'That shit's designed to distract narcissistic assholes from the real criminals in the world, right Deku?'
'Thank you, Bakugo, for another one of your lovely takes on society at large. But when the news involves all of YOU guys-'
'And girl.'
'- I would shut up and listen to it. This is huge for you as a band! The publicity alone-"
'Here you go, Midoriya... life is crazy...'
Eijiro hands the phone to the greenette and the connected pair read over the list, quick to ignore their manager. Izuku can't contain his jitters, jumping out of Katsuki's reach before jumping right back into his arms. Katsuki grabs his waist, fully picking him up off the ground to which Izuku links his legs around the blond like it's just natural.
'Oh my gods! Kacchan! Kacchan, look at this! We're nominated for top new artist!? This is SO crazy! Oh my gods! Kacchan, here-'
The blond smirks, watching him wiggle around with excitement before grabbing the phone from Izuku and chucking it over his shoulder.
'Kacchan?'
'Hey that's my phone!'
Katsuki brushes a few matted green curls away from his wide eyes, leaning forward and kissing a freckled cheek. 'Can I?'
Izuku's heart thrums at the gesture. At the realisation of how they're clinging to each other. At the hushed question he's been waiting for, for months.
'Yeah...'
Katsuki combs through sweaty green curls before grabbing his head and pressing a searing kiss to the nerd.
'Oh my god. None of that! This is an important time for you guys- you can't mess this up! You are both hetero bachelors the girls go crazy over for... until next year! HELLO!? Are you hearing a word I'm-'
The yipper yapper of their bullshit manager drones out as the two stare into each others' eyes.
'Do you know how hot you were out there today?'
Izuku laughs. 'Kacchan! We just got nominated for a big music award, focus on that!'
'No.'
Izuku ducks his head into Katsuki's shoulder with another laugh. 'Kacchan...'
'Do you know how hot you were today?'
'Yes. Yes, Kacchan, we're all very hot and sweaty after a show. We always are.'
'Not that, nerd.'
The blond strokes at Izuku's head until he looks up at Katsuki again, and Katsuki kisses and kisses and kisses and kisses the greenette until he's gasping for air, lips swollen and red.
'I don't want you to ever forget how hot you are on stage. Or how much fun you have playing on stage.'
'Ok... but we just got nominated for a music award, Kacchan! That really seems more important than us- I-I don't mean us, I mean, us playing music! I mean, music is always fun with you-'
The blond groans, prying Izuku's legs off of him and dropping him on the couch. Izuku giggles, following him to the fridge as they rummage for something to eat.
'Kacchan, don't be like that... so does this mean we're dating? Kacchan? Are we dating now? KacchaAaann!!!'
Ochaco doubles over laughing, watching the pair bicker and their manager spouting orders on deaf ears. 'I've been waiting for him to do that.'
Eijiro hands her a water bottle with a laugh as well. 'Yeah. Me too...'
'... but seriously! We got nominated while we were performing! That's absolutely bonkers, Ei!'
'Right?! Life really is crazy.'
