Chasing Tinkerbelle (BakuDeku)

19 - Chaos

The only relationships that Katsuki had ever been in were in high school and those had been with teenage girls and boys who thought a romantic night consisted of a movie, pizza and sneaking him into their room later when their parents fell asleep.

Although he'd slept with more than his fair share of people over the years, he'd never dated any of them.

At least not seriously.

He'd taken plenty of women and men out when he had down time, but he'd never had to put much effort into getting them into his bed.

He'd never had to and most importantly, he'd never wanted to put in the effort. If he came across someone that wasn't interested in wasting a little time between the sheets, he'd moved on without a second thought.

He hadn't had time for anything more when he was a Marine.

Now...

Now he'd really like to see if there was anything behind this overwhelming attraction and obsession he was feeling for his little neighbor.

He wished his attraction to Izuku was simple, something that he could work through by taking the boy to bed, but he instinctively knew that things with Tink would never be that simple.

To be honest, he didn't want simple.

He wanted something more, something better, he wanted Tinkerbelle and he would have had him too if it hadn't been for that bastard Eijiro.

He'd been working up his nerve to ask Tink out, fortifying himself on his second helping of that incredible meal when the shameless bastard started to pout and whine.

He'd tried to tell Tink to just ignore him, but apparently, Izuku had a soft spot for whiny bastards.

For the rest of the meal, he'd sat there, glaring at the smug bastard. Several times he'd dropped hints for the bastard to leave, but Eijiro just sat there as content as could be while Katsuki had tried to look for an opening to ask his little neighbor out.

Even that awkward moment when Eijiro realized that he'd left his date in the hall hadn't been enough to get him to leave.

Shitty hair had simply shrugged, grabbed the bowl of mashed potatoes and finished them off while Katsuki had sat there, contemplating beating the shit out of his brother with the gravy boat.

When Katsuki offered to do the dishes to thank Izuku for the incredible meal and to buy himself a little more time, he'd thought for sure that his brother would make a run for it.

He'd never expected his brother to join him at the sink with a shit-eating grin.

For the next thirty minutes, he'd worked beside his brother, jaw tightly clenched until the last pan was placed on the counter to dry.

Izuku thanked them for doing the dishes and wished them a goodnight around a yawn.

Forced to put off his plans for another night, Katsuki had headed for the door with Eijiro trailing behind him whistling a jaunty tune.

Once Izuku's door was shut behind them, he'd wished his brother good night by placing him in a head lock.

He'd brought the bastard to the floor where he used Eijiro's shirt to secure his hands behind his back and then dragged the whiny bastard down the hall and shoved him inside the maintenance closet and left him there.

As he'd walked away, he'd tried to figure out a tactical plan to get Izuku to take a chance on him, but so far, nothing.

"We're going to have to replace these doors," Tenya said when they reached the large, thick doors that made up the entrance to the old library.

Katsuki had a feeling the City Council wasn't going to agree to that, especially since the doors were probably the original doors, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, he grabbed hold of one of the dull door handles and tried not to cringe when the door slowly swung open on rusty latches, emitting a high pitched noise that was barely noticeable over the sounds of children screaming.

"What the hell..." Tenya mumbled at his side as they tried to make sense out of what they were seeing.

The large front room where he remembered Mrs. Chiyo- the old librarian who used to smell of butterscotch and dusty books used to reside- was filled with screaming children covered with what appeared to be glue and glitter.

Frowning, he watched as the horde of screaming children clambered to get to the desk where-

"Oh, shit," Tenya muttered just loud enough for him to hear when they both spotted Kota, Tenya's youngest son, sitting on the checkout desk with several large bottles of paste on one side and a pile of brown paper bags and baggies filled with cookies, brownies and cupcakes on the other.

While the rest of the kids were flipping out, fighting over small canisters of glitter, Kota sat there, calmly eating what appeared to be a rather delicious looking sandwich.

Katsuki's attention shifted to a closed door where he could just barely make out the pounding and the sounds of women demanding that someone open the door.

When Kota spotted them standing there probably looking a little confused and horrified, the boy took another bite of his sandwich and gestured absently over his shoulder.

Almost too afraid to look, but unable to help himself, Katsuki looked past his cousin's frightening child and nearly swallowed his tongue when he spotted that delectable ass that he'd been fantasizing about for the past two nights, wiggling enticingly.

This was definitely a pleasant surprise finding Izuku here.

Katsuki may have groaned. He definitely licked his lips as he watched Tink try to escape the clutches of two seven-year-old girls by climbing on top of a cabinet.

Unfortunately for Izuku, he was too short to pull it off and fortunately for Katsuki, he now had his tactical plan solidly in place.

Grinning hugely, and ignoring his cousin's impending nervous breakdown, Katsuki sauntered over to the front desk to put his tactical plan into action.