One-Shot BKDKBK Fanfic Collection

OS24: Kacchan's crush.

Note: Just a short drabble I posted on twt.

Unedited.
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"... and he's so fucking adorable! Like, what the fuck?!" Katsuki said as he looked at Izuku with his eyes a little wide, Izuku can clearly see how it's full of adoration while Kacchan's talking about his crush.

He's talking about his crush with Izuku.

And Izuku listened.

Izuku's listening carefully, trying to hide the bitterness he is feeling. He purses his lips as he nods his head mindlessly to whatever Kacchan's saying.

"His lips, his cute nose that fucking twitches like a bunny's, his chubby, biteable cheeks... and those, those fucking eyes-!" Kacchan continued, staring at him with those beautiful sets of red eyes in disbelief.

He is staring at him as if he's seeing his unnamed crush on Izuku.

But that can't be, right?

Even if Izuku wishes for it every day, every second of his life, even if he begs all the Gods he knew, he can never be the one Kacchan's talking about.

"Deku-kun!"

Izuku, flinching a little in shock, immediately turned to the person who called him. Slightly smiling and raising his brows questioningly at his friend, Ochako, who's walking towards where they were standing in the corner of the hallway.

He's stepping forward towards the girl, curious, and maybe because he cannot bear hearing Katsuki talking about his crush anymore.

It hurts...

He needed an excuse to escape the conversation with his childhood friend. He needed a reason. Anything to stop, or even just pause, his conversation with Kacchan.

Izuku may want, like or even love, to hear Kacchan talking about everything and anything, but never about this. Never about the topic of the person he likes, especially and/or worst, about the person he loves.

Izuku hardly took three steps towards Ochako when someone held his wrist, stopping him from taking another.

HIs green eyes looking down at the hand holding his wrist before he slowly looked up and saw Katsuki.

Katsuki with this unreadable expression on his face.

The blond boy's eyes squinting at Ochako as he turned to look at the said girl. His grip on Izuku's wrist tightening a little.

Clicking his tongue, he said, "Why do y'all always steal him from me?"

Izuku's eyes widened as he stared dumbfoundedly at Katsuki's face. His heart beating rapidly in his chest.

What...?

Ochako squeaked before bringing her hands up in the air as if she's surrendering to the other, "Aizawa-sensei's calling for him!" the poor girl exclaimed before hurriedly walking away from them.

"I- uh..." Izuku stammered, eyes now looking everywhere except at Katsuki when the ash-blond's attention turned back to him.

"Tch," He heard Kacchan click his tongue again before he tugged Izuku's wrist. demanding his attention.

Demanding him to look at him.

Izuku nervously, cautiously, looked up at Katsuki through his long lashes.

"God fucking-" Katsuki pinched the bridge of his nose with his other hand's fingers, "Stop looking at me with that- like that!" He snapped.

Izuku's brow's furrowed, head tilting a little bit to the side.

"What do you mean, Kacchan? With what? Like what?" He asked, confused.

Katsuki groaned.

Letting go of Izuku's wrist so he could bring his hands up on his face and groans again but much louder this time.

After groaning for like, 30 seconds, his hands fall to his side, but Katsuki's face remains tilted upward.

He's glaring at the ceiling.

"Kacchan...?" Izuku worriedly called him.

"Fucking adorable piece of shit..." Katsuki muttered to himself making Izuku's breathing hitched, "Looking at me with those fucking eyes, looking at me like that. As if..." he continued muttering to himself as if he forgot Izuku's just in front of him.

Katsuki's glare on the ceiling intensified before suddenly looking down on Izuku, who forgot how to breathe in front of him.

Because what did Kacchan just mutter to himself? Did he hear him right? What... why... how... ha... huh?

Izuku was brought back to the present when he heard Katsuki's frustrated sigh.

And then, "I'm done crushing at your dumb, oblivious ass. Date me." Katsuki suddenly said or more on, demanded.

Mouth agape with his big, green, beautiful eyes, Izuku stared at him like an idiot.

"What?" is Izuku's reply to Katsuki.

Katsuki, poor ash-blond boy, facepalmed. Defeated and slightly disappointed.

"Thank the Gods, you're adorable. We're dating. You can go to Aizawa-sensei now, he's waiting for you." The blond said before leaning forward and kissing Izuku's forehead. "By the way, it was fun watching you get jealous whenever I'm talking about you. As if I could ever like someone else," Katsuki snorts a laugh before smirking at the green haired boy.

"I only want the best, Izuku, and that's you. Only you." He added before winking at Izuku and then turned his back on him and walked away as if nothing happened.

Izuku stood there, frozen and confused and shocked and his heart going haywire in his chest, for almost half an hour.

Aizawa found him there, unmoving.

"Midoriya, what are you doing here?" His teacher asked.

"Kacchan and I are dating." He blurted out, eyes comically wide while looking at his teacher.

Aizawa's brows furrowed, and then, "You weren't before?"

Holy shit.

Izuku blackouts.

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