falling behind | ✰ katsuki bakugou

ੈ✩‧₊˚ chapter twenty one - act fool

"Seriously, are we absolutely sure he's actually famous?" Izuku raises an eyebrow.

Iyana flips over the phone, showing the pictures. "Don't say anything about the onesie but that is exactly what I wore to the junkyard!"

Izuku clicks to the second picture, then leans back a bit with widened eyes. "So you guys did kiss! I'm so telling Auntie." He jokes.

"What are you talking about..?" Iyana looks back at the phone at the second picture, it was taken when Katsuki got real close with Iyana. The angle made it look like they were kissing but they weren't!!!

Iyana facepalms. "No, no, no. That's just the angle, I wouldn't do anything like that until marriage. He was just wiping something off my face."

"Oh yeah, you always had that marriage thing before too. So what are we gonna do about the situation?"

Iyana looks at Izuku and grins. "I think it's time to call over Hakagure."

"—if that's okay with you though!" Iyana quickly adds.

Izuku waves her off, "Nah it's okay, I was hoping to talk to Hakagure anyway."

"Okay great, let me text her." Iyana whips out her phone and shoots off a quick text to Hakagure.

All Iyana could think about at the moment was 'wow, this is insane'. I mean, she had her suspicions about that group but she did not expect them to be famous.

Maybe, this was a social experiment. Iyana watches those videos all the time, she could basically be on her way to earning a lot of money right now.

The second her message to Hakagure sends, it's read instantly, as always. Hakagure replies with 'omw'.

About a solid five minutes later, Hakagure arrives. The three were sat on Izuku's bed, talking amongst each other.

"Wait so I was right back at the amusement park when I asked if they were famous??" Hakagure gasped, looking over at the article.

Iyana sighed, "Guess you were right."

In all honesty, Iyana just thought it was weird that her friends lied to her so easily like that. If Iyana lied like that she would've always been getting stomach aches.

"So if that's you in the pictures, did you really kiss a celebrity?" Hakagure grins, resting her chin on the palm of her hands.

"That's exactly what I thought too!" Izuku throws his hands up.

A groan escapes from Iyana, "No! I don't like him like that; and it was the angle, we didn't kiss."

"Definitely wanted it though.."

Izuku snickers at Hakagure's statement, making Hakagure laugh too.

Iyana slaps them both on the shoulder with a glare. "Seriously, shut up! We need to be serious about this," She pauses before continuing, "like, who even took these photos? Should I be concerned? And how long were they planning on lying to us?"

"Honestly, I say we should just pretend we didn't read the article and see how long it takes for them to tell us."

Izuku tilts his head at Hakagure. "What if they never get around to it? Then what?"

Izuku makes a good point. What if they had assumed they were never going to tell Iyana?

At the back of Iyana's mind, there were nagging voices. The first voice was telling her that she was taking things too seriously, like so what if they were famous? The second voice was telling her that they should've told her at the diner, or at the very least, in the car ride.