'Wait wait wait! I think I got it!'
'You got it, Deku kun! Now you just... need to stop spinning!'
Katsuki frowns upon hearing Cheeks and Deku's giggles from the gym. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he innocently wanders in.
It doesn't take long to spot the two teenagers, both floating high near the ceiling. Ochaco hovers in the air easily while Izuku is slowly turning in a circle. Katsuki feels a smirk playing on his lips as he watches his (secret) boyfriend being a dork. It's only been a few weeks so it's all pretty fresh, but he hasn't seen much of the greenette this week and is happy to at least see him, even if he's training with someone else.
'This is harder than it looks. I'm so used to launching with air force or swinging with blackwhip. I think projectiles are easier to control because I can utilise momentum from the other users quirks, so... staying still must rely more on my own body awareness and balance.'
Izuku chews on his lip, brows pinches together in a concentrated frown, before finally coming to a stop.
'There you go, Deku kun! Now you can use blackwhip–'
'Oi! Dorks!'
'WAAAHCHAN!?'
Izuku's attention pops like a bubble, float breaking and the greenette flails his way to the ground with a yell. Ochaco and Katsuki both race to save him from crashing into the ground, but Izuku is instead saved (barely) by blackwhip latching onto the nearby wall and softening his fall.
Izuku stands, rubbing his bum. 'Oww...'
Katsuki huffs a relieved breath, rolling his eyes. 'Don't get distracted like that, Deku.'
The blond eyes the two friends now standing side by side, glancing at each other awkwardly. Ah, so they both know what the fuck they're doing. Katsuki frowns again, arms crossed over his chest.
'So this is why you haven't trained with me all week, nerd? You're training with Cheeks? If ya wanted to train with someone else, just fuckin' tell me instead of cancelling everyday and doing shit behind my back. We both could have arranged our own sessions with different people–'
'It's not like that! I love training with Kacchan!'
Katsuki raises a brow at him. Izuku nibbles on his lip, averting the cold gaze.
'It's... something else...'
Katsuki rolls his eyes. 'Spit it out, nerd.'
'She...' Izuku and Katsuki both look to the brunette standing by them like a sore third wheel. Green eyes meet red again before clamping them shut and whispering: 'She knows!'
Katuski sharply inhales, frown replaced with confusion as Ochaco nods in agreement.
'What the fuck, Deku! Ya can't keep it quiet for even a month!?'
'Sorry, Kacchan.'
'It's not his fault, Bakugo kun! I saw him researching stuff on his phone and I wanted to help him out–'
'The FUCK are you researching, nerd!!'
'NOT THAT! I...' Izuku cringes, looking to Ochaco. 'I'll talk with Kacchan alone, see you tomorrow in class?'
'OK... Good luck, Deku kun!' Ochaco gives him a thumbs up and a wink.
'So?'
Izuku meets Katsuki's grumpy red eyes, sighing. 'It's... um... it's embarrassing, Kacchan!'
'Spit it out already or I'll clobber you, Deku.'
'Th-The upside down... spiderman... thing...'
Katsuki exhales heavily, dipping his face in his hand. 'You want to do it like that? This is why you're fuckin' avoiding me?'
'C'mon, Kacchan! I get it already– you don't need to rub it in! I just... I told you it's embarrassing and dumb!' Izuku freezes at the sound of cackling from the blond. That definitely is not something he hears... ever. Katsuki looks up to Izuku with tears in his eyes.
'You're such a fucking nerd!'
'St-Stop it, Kacchan!!'
Katsuki shakes his head, wiping at his eyes before thumbing over a freckled cheek. The greenette blooms bright red at the touch. They had never done anything like this before, being so close, and the touch jolts tiny fireworks down his spine.
'The most embarrassing part is that you didn't tell me, and now Cheeks fuckin' knows how much of a fuckin' dork you are.'
'Ka-Kacchan! That's mean!'
Katsuki just barks out another laugh, tousling his hand through green curls. 'So are we gonna do this or not, nerd?'
'Wha-r-right now?!'
'Better than wasting time /training/ with Cheeks to kiss me.'
If Izuku wasn't red enough to burn, he is now. 'R-Right now? You want to-to do that with ME? RIght now!?'
'Why're you askin' me? You're the one plannin' this shit.'
'Kacchan!'
'You chose this, nerd.'
'... you're right...'
With a shaky sigh, Izuku floats up to the ceiling.
'Oi! C'mon nerd, you don't gotta fuckin' float away. Fuck, Deku, you're such a little wimp. Always have been–'
Izuku drops right in front Katsuki, hanging upside down with blackwhip holding him from the ceiling and his feet pushed together in a proper spiderman pose. LIke the nerd he is.
Katsuki stares at Izuku hanging upside down in front of him, unable to tell if his face is red from a blood rush or a painful blush, but he could possibly guess his face isn't far off in complexion either. Izuku giggles a bit at the blond slack jawed reaction.
'I... may have been practising a lot.'
Katsuki stares into crescent green eyes, scoffing. 'You mean you planned this?'
'Maybe...'
Katsuki and Izuku share a laugh as Katsuki combs through hanging green curls. Warm hands trailing up to hold his freckled face.
'Y'know, this could do with some rain–'
'KACCHAN!'
Katsuki chuckles again, leaning in to press his lips to Izuku's. They're warm and soft and definitely moisturised– the fucker has been planning this shit! He can't shake that annoying thought no matter how much he's enjoying this melting feeling of beeing connected to the fuckin' nerd.
The blond parts to spout his claim, Izuku flipping around to land on his feet.
'I can't believe you brought up the rain thing, Kacchan.'
'I'm just pointing out how un-canon this is–'
'Oh my gods Kacchan, you're the nerd!'
'Oi! No I am not!'
Izuku giggles, floating back up to the ceiling. 'Should I call in a rain machine, Kacchan? Take two?'
'OI! Get back here, Deku! I am not a fuckin–'
