Missing Piece |DKBK AU| [ENG]

twenty.

«Izuku»

"Kacchan!"

"I said no, stop whining already".

I laugh, and after that I show the biggest pout so I can try to manipulate him at least a little bit to get what I want.

"Those pouts won't work this time, you dumb, dinner is until eight o'clock and that's fucking it".

"But Kacchan-!"

"No buts" Says, finishing setting the time, covering all the pans and giving the turkey one last look. "If you wanna eat then take a snack, not this".

I sigh, heavy, head down, walk out of the kitchen. "No, just forget it. Forget about me if you want it too".

I go straight to the living room, throwing myself on the sofa, turn on the TV and look for a movie to watch.

I glance sideways to see if Kacchan is coming behind me to beg for my pardon and give me some early food but... the more time goes by, the longer it takes him to come...

Maybe.., he doesn't love me anymore..?

I put my eyes back to the TV, and look for something to play. Something sad cause I'm very sad now too.

It's not until I find something good that I take one last look back at the kitchen, finding him there, leaning against the wall and looking attentively here.

I snap my head back to the front, crossing my arms with all the intention of letting him see me.

"You can't be upset, Deku. Not today on Christmas Eve".

I don't answer, I play the movie, I don't even turn to look at him.

"Are you mad for real?"

It takes me a sec not to answer.

But my little heart won't let me, so at least I shrug.

"Why? Cuz I didn't let you have any of our dinner?"

I shrug again.

I hear him giggle, then walks and I think he's close.

He gets here, throws himself to the other side of the couch, kind of leaning back with a gaze still on me, even though I never stop watching the movie.

I may be watching it but if he asks what it is about, I'd have no fucking clue.

"Hey".

"Mh?"

"Can I have a kiss?"

"No, just like a couldn't have some food".

He lets out a whole laugh, my eyes fly to see him out of the corner of my eye, but returning right away cause if I see him straight I will fall right in his hands.

"So you do are mad".

"No, I'm not mad".

"So you're just being a crybaby".

I shrug, refusing to see.

But I never keep my position that much of a time.

I never can.

This time I lost when he chuckles, sighs, and says; "God, such an annoying dumb, here, just fucking take it".

I immediately turn to look, he has in hand a roast mini potato I actually wanted to steal from him since the very beginning.

I let out a complete shout in victory, took the chambray potato from his hand and then right into my mouth, leaving a little kiss on his lips, smiling as big as I can.