day three hundred and twenty six

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As the days passed, Katsuki only grew more and more needy for Izuku's presence. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he missed the greenette and his bright smiles that would light uo the whole room. He missed Izuku's morning kisses and the giggle he'd give when Katsuki hugged him from behind whilst he made scrambled eggs. It would always go:

"Kacchan, what are you doing?" he chuckled, snuggling into the embrace. "I'm trying to cook."
     "You can't cook for shit, 'Zuku." mumbled Katsuki as he dug his face into the crook of Izuku's neck. "You smell nice."
     "You always say that, Kacchan." Izuku rolled his eyes at the comment and continued the cook the scrambled eggs. He sighed and turned to give his boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek. "Hmph. There. I love you, Kacchan."
     "Yeah yeah, love you too, 'Zuku."

Katsuki never realised how clingy he was. He was the total opposite of the bastard he usually was. He longed for Izuku's 'I love you's and his quick kisses on the cheek. He wanted all of that again. If he could do anything, he would turn back time and hold Izuku, never letting him go even if it takes an eternity for the greenette to realise he was good enough in Katsuki's book.

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