Izuku
I know Katsuki isn't a murderer or anything, I knew he was more tough than others, but it still was a surprise to hear him actually hurting people if he thinks it's justified enough. It doesn't make me think worse of him, just more careful. I don't want him or other people to get (really) hurt.
When he left later that day, I had to take some time to get used to the idea of him doing that. He said it happens rarely and I think I'd lose it if he was in the mafia or something, because that would be horrible.
All that pain and anger. I just really don't want his family, care or anger to controle him.
It's been a few days since, and today he moves into his apartment. All our friends are helping even though he really didn't want any help.
There is a slight form of tenseness between us, but not really uncomfortable. Think of it as someone telling you they had a sibling you didn't know they had before and kept it from you for an entire year. It's not deadly, hurting information but you're still a bit shocked. Silly comparison I know, but it's kind of how I've been feeling.
One week is left till college starts again and as much as I needed the vacation, I can't wait to focus on dance and exams again. It means another step closer to my dancing career and all my training in this summer break has paid off.
As most of our friends are unboxing kitchen supplies and putting chairs down, I'm in one of the bedrooms that he's stated will be his bedroom. I'm unpacking his clothes, putting the tops on a hanger in his new closet. He has a lot of clothes that almost look the same to me, since they're all mostly black. He can wear whatever and still look like the most beautiful man ever.
I hum to myself and hear the door crack open. "What are you doing alone here?" Katsuki asks, leaning on the doorway with his arms crossed. "Just needed some quiet from all of them. I'm a horrible person aren't I?" My mind has just been so full but I laugh it away.
"I get ya. Are you okay besides that? I feel like you're avoiding me." He's more open about his thoughts now. "Sorry, just worried about college starting soon. Are you okay? I mean with everyone around here looking through all your very creepy stuff?" I joke and throw a shirt at him which he catches with a single hand. I ignore how attractive that looks with a pout.
"You'll do great, one more week to relax and then we'll fall back into routine."
"I really hope you're right, but answer me, come on Kacchan." He steps in my space, an arm wrapping around my waist to pull me close.
"I just wanted to be alone with you. I missed you."
"We hang out almost every day. We see each other enough." I turn to walk out of his hold with a smile on my face but he keeps tight. "That's not what I meant." "Then what do you mean, Katsuki?" "You drive me insane, baby. I want to admire you. Let me?" He kisses the side of my neck and my hands slide into his hair.
"Guys! I need some-" Denki stops in the doorway when he sees us and I immediately push away from Katsuki. "Ah hi! What's up?" I rus out of the room, linking my arm with Denks and heading out, not even looking back.
Katsuki
"Fucking cockblock." I say under my breath and my eyes follow them walking out. It's been some time since we've even kissed, made out, really touched or had any sexual interaction and I'm having a hard time not acting on it. He's so shy with it even though he can act extremely confident while giving me a lapdance, damn tease.
It will be weird not living in the dorms anymore, but fucking hell does it feel good to have my own place. One of the bedrooms I'll use for my drums and other instruments, soundproof and everything. I must admit that all of them here has made the unpacking process so much easier, even if it means Izuku won't show full affection to me.
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Envious Desire /bkdk/ College AU
FanfictionDrummer Katsuki Bakugou is competitive in a way that knocks heads with Dancer Izuku Midoriya, a former bullied well-speaker that has had to rebuild trust and work. Personalities and want crashes. They are jealous of each other's achievements and the...
