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The atmosphere at UA High had become increasingly charged with tension and excitement as the rumors about Katsuki and Izuku’s relationship continued to spread. Izuku had embraced his flirtatious side even more, using every opportunity to express his affection for Katsuki. His gestures ranged from playful remarks to more intimate touches, which made their secret relationship all the more thrilling.
In the privacy of their moments together, Izuku’s flirtiness was unabashedly bold. During training sessions or when they were alone in the dorms, he would often place a hand possessively on Katsuki’s waist or, on more daring occasions, a quick squeeze of his ass. His comments were laced with innuendo, designed to make Katsuki’s cheeks flush and his heart race.
One afternoon in the park, after a particularly intense training session, Izuku’s behavior was more flirtatious than ever. He stood close to Katsuki, his hand resting firmly on Katsuki’s lower back, fingers brushing against the curve of his ass as he leaned in. “You really know how to work up a sweat, Kacchan,” Izuku murmured with a smirk. “It’s making me think about how you’d look all sweaty and tired in bed.”
Katsuki’s face turned red, and he struggled to maintain his composure. “Izuku, you need to stop. We’re out in public.”
Izuku’s grin only widened as he continued to nuzzle close, his breath warm against Katsuki’s ear. “Oh, come on. You know you like it. Besides, it’s just a little teasing. You’re always so serious. I’m just trying to lighten things up.”
Their playful exchange was interrupted when Mitsumi’s presence cast a shadow over them. She had been observing from a distance, her disapproval evident in her rigid posture. “Katsuki, I need to speak with you,” she said, her tone brooking no argument.
Katsuki’s heart sank. He glanced at Izuku, who gave him a reassuring nod before stepping back. “Sure, Mitsumi. What’s up?”
Mitsumi’s expression was stern as she addressed Katsuki. “I’ve heard about the rumors surrounding you and Izuku. It’s clear that this isn’t just a simple friendship.”
Katsuki’s stomach churned with anxiety. “It’s not what you think. We’re just friends.”
Mitsumi’s eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms. “I don’t believe in entertaining distractions. Academic success is paramount, and any relationship that interferes with that is unacceptable.”
Before Katsuki could respond, Mitsumi’s gaze hardened. “We’re going home. I need to have a serious talk with you about your priorities.”
Katsuki felt a pang of dread as they left the park. Izuku watched them go, worry etched on his face. He knew that Mitsumi’s rigid attitude and strong opinions could spell trouble for Katsuki, but there was little he could do at that moment.
As they arrived at Mitsumi’s home, Katsuki followed her inside, his heart pounding. Mitsumi’s demeanor was unyielding as she led him to a private room. The atmosphere was heavy with tension, and Katsuki’s apprehension grew with each step.
Once they were inside, Mitsumi turned to face Katsuki, her expression a mix of anger and frustration. “Sit down.”
Katsuki obeyed, his mind racing as he tried to prepare for what was to come. Mitsumi’s gaze was unrelenting as she began to speak.
“I don’t understand why you’ve let yourself get caught up in this distraction,” Mitsumi said, her voice cold. “You should be focusing on your studies and your future, not wasting time on relationships that won’t benefit you.”
Katsuki’s voice trembled as he tried to defend himself. “Izuku means a lot to me. We’re not just… messing around. We care about each other.”
Mitsumi’s face hardened further. “Care all you want, but if it affects your performance or your future, it has to end. And if you won’t listen to reason, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands.”
Before Katsuki could react, Mitsumi’s demeanor shifted violently. In a shocking turn of events, she launched herself at Katsuki, her anger manifesting in a physical attack. The room became a blur of pain and confusion as Mitsumi struck him with a brutal force.
Katsuki tried to defend himself, but the onslaught was overwhelming. Each blow seemed to drive home Mitsumi’s insistence that he abandon his relationship with Izuku. The physical pain was intense, but it was the emotional impact that cut deepest—Mitsumi’s harsh actions left him feeling betrayed and helpless.
When Mitsumi finally stopped, she stood over Katsuki, breathing heavily. “I won’t have you ruining your future for a fleeting relationship. You’re going to end things with Izuku, or you’ll face more severe consequences.”
Katsuki, bruised and battered, could only nod weakly. His mind was a tumult of emotions, struggling to process the physical and emotional pain. He knew that he had to protect Izuku, but Mitsumi’s harshness had left him in a vulnerable state.
As Mitsumi left the room, Katsuki sat alone, grappling with the aftermath of the confrontation. The weight of Mitsumi’s demands and the physical reminder of her anger hung heavily on him. Despite the turmoil, Katsuki resolved to find a way to protect his relationship with Izuku, no matter the cost.
Back at UA High, Izuku waited anxiously for Katsuki to return. He had a sinking feeling that something had gone terribly wrong, and his concern grew with each passing minute. When Katsuki finally arrived, he was visibly battered and bruised, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and determination.
Izuku rushed to Katsuki’s side, his heart aching at the sight of his partner’s injuries. “Kacchan, what happened? Are you okay?”
Katsuki met Izuku’s gaze, his voice hoarse but resolute. “It’s okay, Izuku. I’ll explain everything later. Right now, I just need to be with you.”
Izuku wrapped Katsuki in a gentle embrace, his own emotions a storm of worry and anger. “We’ll get through this, Kacchan. We have to.”
The secret of their relationship had been exposed in the most painful way possible, but Katsuki and Izuku faced the challenge together, their bond stronger than ever despite the obstacles that lay ahead. As they held each other, they both knew that their love was worth fighting for, no matter the cost.
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أدب الهواةDisclamer:I don't own any of the characters or the images used in this book, all credit goes to Kohei Horikoshi and owners There were two childhood friends whose bond had once been unbreakable but had since fractured under the weight of loss and...
