Chasing Tinkerbelle (BakuDeku)

28 - A Chance

"What the fuck just happened?" Katsuki asked as he stood there, staring at the door and wondering where he'd gone wrong.

He had Tinkerbelle in his arms, holding him, brushing his lips against his soft skin, and was saying all the right things one minute, and the next...

He'd been unceremoniously kicked out, the bowl of popcorn shoved in his hands and the door slammed shut in his face.

Izuku even ignored him when he'd inquired about a goodnight kiss.

He stood there for another minute until he accepted the fact that the greenette wasn't coming back and he realized that he was starting to look like an idiot standing there.

"Shit," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as he reluctantly turned around and headed back to his own apartment.

He paused in front of his broken door long enough to pick it up and lean it against the doorway, making a mental note to fix it tomorrow along with his wall and furniture.

Greedy bastards, he thought, shaking his head in disgust as he kicked a piece of what was left of his entertainment center out of his way and headed towards his bathroom.

What the hell was wrong with him? Katsuki couldn't help but wonder as he forced himself to stand beneath ice cold water ten minutes later.

The very first person that he'd been attracted to, really, seriously attracted to, since he woke up from the coma and even before, wasn't interested in him.

Izuku didn't want him, didn't like him and he was a fucking moron for not seeing it sooner. He should probably move on, but...

He wasn't going to give up, but he was going to back off for a few days and start all over again, he decided as he shut the water off and stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.

He'd force himself to keep his hands to himself, he'd take his time getting to know Izuku, but more importantly, he'd give the boy the chance to get to know him.

He'd fucked up, made a horrible first impression and had startled Tinkerbelle.

It was going to kill him to take this slowly, but he was going to do it, Katsuki decided, resigning himself to more ice cold showers in the future.

He crawled in bed and pulled the sheet up over his lap, ignoring the way that the cool cotton sheet brushed over his straining erection.

He folded his arms behind his head and stared up at the ceiling. It was going to kill him to keep his hands to himself, but he would do it because he had a new tactical plan.

He was still planning on wooing Izuku, but now, he was going to have to be sneaky about it.

He'd give the smaller man a few days to cool off and when Izuku stopped giving him looks that caused his balls to tighten up in fear, he would approach him, start with small talk, grab coffee, drinks after work and when Tinkerbelle finally let his guard down, he'd go in for the kill.

For now, he'd just bide his time.

He would-

"Tinkerbelle?" he asked, sitting up as he watched Izuku walk the rest of the way into his bedroom. "Is everything okay?"

"I need to know something," Izuku said as he fiddled with his fingers, shifting nervously as he looked anywhere but at him.

"What's that, sweetheart?" he asked, leaning back against the headboard even though everything in him was demanding that he get his ass off the bed and pull Izuku into his arms to make sure that he was okay.

"I need to know if you're toying with me?"

At his blank look, Izuku sighed. "I just want to know if this is a game for you," he clarified.

"No," Katsuki said seriously, shaking his head, "I'm not playing with you."

"So, you're suddenly interested in me?" Izuku asked, looking up and meeting his gaze head-on.

"It's not really that suddenly, Izuku." Katsuki said honestly before admitting something that he would never admit to his cousins. "You've always piqued my interest. Why do you think I go out of my way to always piss you off?"

Katsuki sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I just don't know what this is before but I've always wanted your attention, and I enjoy seeing different expressions on your face especially if I'm the cause of it. But to answer your question, yes. Very."

Izuku's eyes are wide as he opened his mouth to say something, just to close it again, before settling on a word.

"Why?"

"Why what?" Katsuki asked, not sure what Tinkerbelle was trying to get at.

Izuku rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh as though it should be obvious. "Why are you interested in me?"

"Would you like the polite answer or the truth?"

Frowning, Izuku slowly said, "The truth?"

The polite answer probably would have been a better choice, but...

"Are you sure?"

Tinkerbelle nodded once, firmly.

Shrugging, Katsuki admitted, "Because I can't stop fantasizing about you. I can't walk into a room without thinking of at least a hundred ways to fuck you in it. I can't stop fantasizing about how your body would feel against mine, how hard your nipples would get in my mouth, how good your skin would taste on my tongue, how it would feel to run my hands all over you, how good it would feel to slide inside you, how tight you would be when I-"

"I get the picture!" Izuku said, cutting him off with a blush and... was that a pleased little smile that he was trying to hide? "Why don't we try the polite answer?"

"Fine," he said with a shrug and honesty, "I like you, Izuku. I'm attracted to you and I want to get to know you better."

Izuku nodded absently. "Is this just about sex?"

"No," he said sincerely and softly, watching his reaction.

"So... then what do you want?" Izuku asked, cocking a brow in question.

Katsuki thought that over for a moment.

He wanted to hold Izuku, to kiss him, to make love to him, to spend time with him, talk with him about his day, banter with him, to piss him off so that he could see that cute little murderous glare of Izuku's, he just wanted...

"A chance," Katsuki answered. "Just a chance."