Come with me - A bkdk fantasy AU

pt. 3

(Katsukis POV) 

I wake up really late. I scramble out of bed, and look for Deku, only to find I'm home alone. 

That is, except for a letter on the table. Its addressed to me, so I unroll it and get to reading. My eyes scan over the paper. 

'Dear Bakugo, 

Its been a while, and I'm in town later today, so I was wondering if you wanted to catch up! I'll be there around noon, seeya! 

your good ol pal, Eijiro.'

(He doesn't call Bakugo katsuki but lets bakugo call him Eijiro he's too nice for this earth 😭💗)

For a split second, I remember the time it was Kirishima who stayed in these walls. He was incredibly nice, but he was never home. He was always out hiking or training, and most of the time I'd just sit on the couch and read, or train in the fields by myself. 

Alone. 

But not because I was too weak to keep Kirishimas friendship or whatever. 

....Right? 

I eat something and make my way over to the fields. Sure enough, Deku sits in the middle, staring up at the sky. I walk over to him and sit down. 

"Oh, hi Kat," he says, with his usual sunshiny energy. 

"Hi Deku." 

I pause. 

"Shit, I-I mean-"

"It's ok. I think I like Deku better anyways." 

"Seriously? As in Blockhead?" 

"No silly. As in your name for me. It's more... us. "

There's an us. 

Not 'me' or 'you'.

Us. 

"Ok," I say, and I can't help but smile. 

"Alright, are you ready? We got work to do," Deku says, patting me on the back before standing up. 

I get up as well, and we do our battling for a good while. On our way back, there's someone already at the door. 

"Bakugo!" Kirishima shouts. 

"Hey." 

"Ooo, who's this guy?" Kirishima asks, pointing to Deku. 

"I'm Midorya Izuku, it's nice to meet you!" he says, putting his hand out. 

"Kirishima Eijiro. Same to you, man," he says, shaking Dekus hand. 

I open the door and both of the sunshiny people head inside the house, and I come in last, closing the door behind me. 

Kirishima and Deku get really close really fast. It's unnerving to watch while I make some lunch for later. 

"How'd you get that scar?" Deku asks, pointing to Kirishimas shoulder. 

"Claws. I had a couple run ins with some dragons that... Aren't as nice as I am."

"You don't mean...are you also a dragon?"

"Yup! Half and half, although that feels so out of character for me... "

(todoroki just sneezed somewhere) 

"Interesting. I have so many research notebooks on this at my mom's house," Deku says, and I wonder why he didn't just say home. Maybe he felt this was his home? 

"How about you? How'd you get your scar?" Kirishima asks. 

"Huh? What scar?" Deku says. 

"Oh, this one right here," Kirishima says, and he holds up Deku's arm and touches a spot just above his elbow. 

I bite the inside of my cheek, suddenly feeling some sort of jealousy. 

Whatever. I don't care right now. I'm cooking. 

But nevertheless, I keep observing, as Kirishima and Deku continue talking as if theyd known each other their whole lives. 

And I didn't like it.