✓Moral of The Story||BakuDeku Au

~Three~

~Third Person P.O.V~

Izuku pressed his mouth into a thin line, trying his best not to laugh at what he was looking at. But alas, his laughing betrayed him as it released itself in full force- a loud and hearty cackle rumbling through him.

"What the fuck are you laughing at nerd?" Katsuki growled, however, he was feeling quite self conscious at the moment- had he put a piece of clothing on the wrong way?

"I'm- I'm sorry Kacchan! It's... well you- your button up is a bit... messed up." Izuku giggled, making his way over to the boy as he began to unbutton the shirt.

The blond jumped when he felt Izuku's cool fingers graze over his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he went down unloosening the buttons. Katsuki stiffened, biting the inside of his cheek when Izuku went back up; a small shudder escaping his lips ever so slightly.

"There!" Izuku exclaimed, pulling him from his thoughts, "You're all fixed up now, ready to go?"

Izuku was... grateful to say the least. Grateful that Katsuki couldn't see, for he was sure a deep blush was adorning every inch of his face.

The ash blond teen scoffed, hoping he too didn't have any trace of a blush resting on his features. "Yeah whatever, I want to be early so hurry up."

Izuku heaved a sigh, grabbing Katsuki's hand and leading him out the door.

"Uhm, what the hell are you doing?" Katsuki asked dubiously, pushing his eyebrows together in a mixture of confusion and shock.

"Taking you to class?" Izuku said, albeit it sound like a question more than a answer.

The taller of the two rolled his eyes, fighting off the urge to punch Izuku in that moment. "Obviously dumbass, I meant why the hell are you holding my hand?" Katsuki restated, cocking an eyebrow.

"Kacchan how else do you expect me to help you get around?"

Katsuki had to admit it, Izuku was right about that- if he tried to just flat out give Katsuki directions it'd probably result in the blond running into something. Doesn't mean he liked the idea of holding his hand though.

"Look I get you're probably not thrilled at the idea-" Very true on his part, "- I'm not exactly pleased with it either." now that was a lie on Izuku's end. "But it's the only thing I can think of at the moment so please for the love of God, beat down whatever pride it is you're feeling so we can get to class."

The blind teen couldn't lie, he was genuinely taken aback, and had a newly found sense of respect, by Izuku's words- however, if he weren't so pissed off by them he might comment about it. Key word: might.

"Tch, whatever." He grumbled, allowing himself to be dragged by the smaller male.

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"For fucks sake, why the hell are you like this Todoroki?" Uraraka whined, she and the duel haired boy were currently in class- as well a most of their fellow classmates. They were basically waiting on their teacher and a few other students to arrive.

"Unresolved daddy issues. Now get the hell out of my way." Todoroki said, pushing his way past the girl and over to the snack bar in the corner of the room.

(Don't attack me I know they don't have this in the anime, but before I got homeschooled my regular school had one of these so yeah!)

The brunette let out a frustrated growl, stomping her foot childishly and crossing her arms. "But that's the last granola bar- MiMi can I have your granola bar?" Uraraka asked, turning her attention away from her friend and onto one of her crushes.