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~Seven~

A/N Okay, hating Kaminari may be a strong word... just disliking him....

But seriously Katsuki being a smol jealous bean is the shit I live for, like live for.

~Third Person P.O.V~

Katsuki had been oddly quiet on their way back to his dorm, and when he did talk it was curt, one word, responses. Izuku had figured the blond was just tired from all the training he did, most likely putting a strain on his other senses or something of that matter. So he didn't push for a conversation with him.

"Well, here we are." Izuku said once they reached his door, gently placing the elder teen's hand on the knob so he could open it. "Uhm... you did good today Kacchan, better than anyone would have expected from you seeing as though- well you know why. Good night."

The blind teen heaved a sigh, his eyes trailing to where he heard Izuku's voice coming from. "I have a question." Katsuki spoke, his voice gruff and laced with underlying uncertainty.

"Hm?"

"Are- do you have a crush on fucking Dunce Face or something?" He asked, pulling his eyebrows together as he awaited for an answer.

"What?" Izuku chuckled, "No! Why on earth would you think that?"

Katsuki grinded his teeth together, he clearly didn't think this through well enough to how he would respond to the question. So he did the next best thing... he backed out of his original question, opting for brushing it off as nothing.

"Just- never mind nerd." Katsuki muttered, turning the knob of the door and pushing his way through. Just as he was about to close it Izuku's foot stopped it, his expression curios yet a tad bit frustrated.

"I noticed you have a habit of pushing people away whenever they say or ask something you don't want to reply to." Izuku observed, his hand snaking its way on the door frame as he stepped forward. 

His body just inches away from the taller male.

"However, seeing as though I grew up with you that won't work on me... not this time at least." He said, somehow finding the confidence to say such words. "So I repeat myself, 'why on earth would you think that'?" 

The blond, who was both taken aback and slightly turned on by the freckled teen's sudden boldness, was having a hard time forming a coherent sentence. 

Izuku cocked an eyebrow, wetting his now somewhat dry lips. "Well?"

He was having a hard time keeping this façade up, sooner or later Izuku knew he was going to revert back to his more shy, and nervous ways. But his curiosity from the blind male's question was overpowering everything at the moment.

"I don't fucking know- I was just curious I guess... You two seemed all buddy, buddy earlier that's all." Katsuki grumbled, his nose coating a light hue of pink as he felt Izuku's cool breath fanning across his face.

"Holy shit," Izuku breathed out, "You're jealous- aren't you, Kacchan?" 

The green haired teen grew up with Katsuki for crying out loud, sure it's been a while since they've been this close but he knew Katsuki. It may have taken him a minute, but he could clearly see the red eyed teen was jealous.

But why was the real question.

"I'm not... jealous," Katsuki lied miserably, there was no way in hell he would tell Izuku the real reason behind his jealousy.

No way in hell...

"Kacchan." The green eyed boy said sternly, throwing caution to the wind and cupping the side of the taller male's cheek. "Why are you jealous?" Izuku asked, dropping his voice to a more softer tone.

Katsuki sighed, giving a weak shrug of his shoulders. "I don't know... I just fucking am- you done grilling me yet?!" Katsuki asked, his defensive mechanisms kicking in by this point- which Izuku was completely immune to.

"Okay, okay..." Izuku whispered, moving his hand up to run his fingers through Katsuki's hair. "Just so you know Kacchan, you don't have anything to be jealous about. Good night." He said, quickly pecking the elder on the cheek.

The blond stood there, stunned in silence as he listened to Izuku's footfalls slowly depart down the deserted hallway. His hand subconsciously reaching up to touch the skin where Izuku's lips once were.

'Holy fucking shit...'

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"I kissed him!" Izuku exclaimed, nervously chewing on his thumbnail. "I frickin' kissed him Todo!"

The duel haired teen nodded his head in silence as he allowed Izuku to ramble on about his most likely ridiculous worries. In all honesty Todoroki was more amused about Izuku and Katsuki's odd relationship than anything, just last month the two were at each other's throats... now this?

If anything they seemed bipolar to him.

"But... it was on the cheek." Todoroki said monotonously, "If he asked you about it you could claim it was purely friendly, a platonic one."

Izuku stopped in his tracks, heaving a relieved chuckle. "Yeah, yeah okay maybe you're right. But it was still- still embarrassing Todo!"

"Oh?" Todoroki mused, shifting an eyebrow upwards and folding his arms. "And why is that? If memory serves me correctly, and I'm sure it does, don't you like Bakugo? He didn't yell at you when you did it, sure he may have just stood there but-"

"But he didn't do his usual Katsuki Bakugo 'die, die, die' yelling." Izuku finished, slumping onto the floor with his back against his closet door.

The heterochromatic male sighed, getting up an making his way over to his shorter friend. "Izuku you overthink things way too much, if anything I'm pretty sure Bakugo may have feelings for you too." Todoroki said.

"Please," Izuku snorted, "The other stuff is true, I do overthink things... But I've known Kacchan our entire lives Todoroki, there's no way in hell he's into guys."

Todoroki shook his head, patting Izuku on the top of his. "Mido... just- just think about it, you know I wouldn't tell you something if I didn't think it was true."

And with that Todoroki left, leaving the older- yet smaller- teen to dwell on his words. (When you figure out Izuku is older than Shoto T^T)

The green haired boy sighed, his head falling into his hands as his fingers curled around his ringlets. Izuku let his eyes flicker upwards to the ceiling. For a moment, just one moment he wanted nothing more than to believe Todoroki's words. But couldn't, no way in hell- he knew Katsuki, like the back of his own hand... he wasn't into guys.

Before he could allow himself to fall into the deepening pits of his thoughts any further his phone buzzed in his pocket. Taking one look at the caller ID and his heart lurched in his throat, it was Katsuki.

"Hello?"

"Look- sorry for, for bothering you but... can you come over Izuku?" Katsuki breathed out.

Hello Cricket Cultists!!

Sorry for another late post... I've been everywhere lately with school coming close to an end. Anywho... what'd you guys think of this chapter?

Until we meet again!!!