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(Golden Gate Bridge ----->)
Izuku
"Come on!" I squealed, dragging Katsuki through the crowd and onto the bridge.
"How much further?" Katsuki asked, tampering with his blindfold.
"Careful!" Katsuki almost ran into one of the poles, but I snatched his other hand and redirected him.
"This sure is a lot of trouble just to see a landmark."
"Alright! We're here!" I then stood behind Katsuki and loosened the blindfold. Once he took it off I ran towards the railing and looked out to the ocean.
"WHOA..." Katsuki whispered as his eyes filled with marvel.
"I know right? This was the first thing I saw when I came to America. It means the world to me," I sighed in satisfaction at the astonishing beauty of the bridge. How could something be so beautiful and feel so special and warm?
Katsuki
"Alright! We're here!" Izuku loosened my blindfold, and then I tore it off.
"WHOA..." The view was breathtaking. Who knew the ocean was so blue on this side of the world? But the beautiful greenette was stunning, gazing out towards the world from the railing. His viridescent curls flying slightly when a warm gust of wind blew past us. Those gorgeous emerald eyes of his could entice anyone.
"I know right? This was the first thing I saw when I came to America. It means the world to me," Izuku sighed, and I walked over and leaned on the railing next to him.
"This is amazing. Thank you for sharing this place with me."
Izuku looked up and into my eyes, beaming as his pupils glistened in the sun's luminescence, "Anytime! This place is too cool to be kept hidden."
God, he's so fucking adorable. How could someone, me for that matter, fall so hard in only a matter of hours? This is crazy, but I want to get to know him. Be there for him. Make memories together. He reminds me so much of Deku. Even though it's been sixteen years, I miss him so much. Fuck, it's like I can't get him out of my head. Izuku's similar appearance doesn't help either. Maybe they could be the same person. If only I remembered Deku's real name.
"Hey, Izuku?"
"Yes, Katsuki?"
"Can I kiss you?"
"Uh.... s-sure," His eyes widened and his whole demeanor changed to hysteria.
"Good. Because I'm all about consent," I cupped his cheek and leaned close to his face.
Izuku
"Hey, Izuku?"
"Yes, Katsuki?"
"Can I kiss you?"
My heart pounded in my chest and I felt sweat forming on my palms. It's been so long since I've been intimate with someone. What if I can't remember how to kiss? Or worse, what if I'm a bad kisser? I'm overthinking.
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Fanfiction"I guess that's the downside of being so gorgeous," Katsuki smirked, staring intently at the greenette before him. "Oh stop it. I'm not that good looking," Izuku mumbled as his face turned beet red. "Bullshit," Katsuki insisted, and Izuku smiled swe...
