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(Katsuki's House for now ----->)
Katsuki's Point of View
It was 10:30 when I got home. Usually, I'd be asleep two hours earlier but I had a date and had fun. But Jirou is going to kill me tomorrow. Just because she's my friend doesn't mean she's not a hardass as my agent. Hopefully, I won't be late. But I almost never am.
Getting off my motorcycle, I carded a hand through my ash-blonde locks and walked towards my front door. Unlocking it with my keys I stepped inside and changed my shoes for house slippers. Just a habit that I'm proud of. Locking the door behind me, I quietly switched on the lights and walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water.
Taking a satisfying sip out of my glass, I leaned against the marble counter and appreciated the peaceful stillness. Finishing my glass, I gulped it down and washed it before drying and putting it away.
Turning back around I saw the silhouette of someone and jumped back, instinctively grabbing my sharpest kitchen knife for defense. I heard a small shriek from the shadow and they put their hands up.
"Dude! Put the knife down it's me!"
A familiar high pitched tone pleaded desperately to not be stabbed. I sighed in relief and annoyance and placed the knife where it belonged with the rest of the kitchenware.
"Don't fucking sneak up on me, Pinky! I could've slashed you in half!" I ranted, rubbing the crease in between my eyebrows.
"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry. But why are you back so late? You're never out this long."
Failing to stifle a smirk, I took a deep breath and Pinky quirked a brow and placed her hands on her hips basically telling me to explain.
"I uh- I went out. On a date..."
As soon as the word date left my mouth, Mina squealed and ran over to me, trapping me in an embrace regardless of my resistance.
"I am so happy that you invited me here for this trip! Now that I'm here, you have to tell me everything about him!"
"Calm down, Cotton Candy. It's the first official date. But I have to admit he's great."
Another squeal slipped past her lips. She released me from her grasp and I rolled my eyes at her enthusiasm. Soon she began bouncing around the place like a toddler after consuming sugar.
"Is he cute? You have to let me meet him!"
"Jeez. You're worse than the guys. Yes, obviously he's cute and adorable, and gorgeous, and just perfect."
"Aww. Bakugay is in deep- wait a minute. Did you just say worse than the guys? As in, they've already met him?"
"Yeah. I took him to the taco truck and he caught them staring at us like the World Cup was on."
We both chuckled and decided to sit down in the living room since I was tired. Soon we began talking about what we've been doing and asked the other if they finished moving in or needed any help.
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Fanfic"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...
