Fantic

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 8

As Izuku and Katsuki entered the house, Izuku stayed at the front door. Katsuki turned around, not hearing the boy walking behind him. "What are you standing there for?" He asked walking up to Izuku.

Izuku frowned, "Y- you want me to stay here? Like for the night?" Izuku asked still worried about his ex. "Well if you wanna go back home and let that creep follow you, be my guest" Katsuki shrugged before he walked up the stairs. Izuku hesitated but followed the older up the steps.

"Where will I sleep?".

"On the couch" Katsuki simply replied.

He turned around to Izuku, completely forgetting that Izuku was still in his work costume. His face turned bright red, "A- and take that shit off. Here." Katsuki walked over to his drawers and pulled out a white T-shirt and some gray shorts. "You can wear this for tonight" Bakugou handed Izuku the clothes. "Thanks" the greente mumbled before finding a bathroom to wash up and get changed.

After a while, Izuku got done out of the bathroom. He stepped out of the room as his nose filled with a tasty scent.

"Mm," he hummed as he let his nose follow the scent. The scent became more strong as he got down the stairs. "Never had a home-cooked meal or some shit?" Katsuki chuckled as his eyes landed on the boy.

"I-i did, yours just smell really good. What is it?" Izuku asked before sitting at the counter, in front of Katsuki. He rested his head on the table. "Its leftover Yakitori sticks, smothered in chicken broth" Katsuki replied, finishing the last stick.

He went over to the cabinets to pull out two white plates. He sat one in front of Izuku and the other beside Izuku. He grabbed Izuku's plate and put some food on it, then grabbed his plate and did the same. "Enjoy," he said as he walked around to sit next to Izuku. "Thanks, Kacchan!" Izuku squeaked before digging in.

His eyes widened in surprise soon after. Who knew leftovers could taste so good?! He smiled as he grabbed another stick. "By the way your stuffing your face, I'm guessing you like it?" Katsuki asked. Izuku swallowed his food before answering, "Yes, it's really good Kacchan!" he smiled. Katsuki smiled in pride as he and Izuku finished.

Izuku got up and grabbed his plate, rinsing it off in the sink. Katsuki stood up soon after and did the same thing. He finished after Izuku before heading up the stairs. "Well goodnight Deku, also there are blankets beside the couch for you" he stated before heading to his room.

"Night!" Izuku replied as he went to lay on the couch. He grabbed one of the blankets and covered himself up. Soon, he fell asleep.

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Katsuki woke up to a noise by his door. He slowly turned around, ready to kill whoever woke him up this late at night. But, to his surprise, he was met with big green emerald eyes. He blinked as he rubbed his eyes. "D-Deku? What're you doing up here?" he sleepily asked.

"Kacchan I had a nightmare.." the younger boy mumbled.

"Okay? Why the fuck did you come to bother me about it? Your fucking 21 years old." he replied, really irritated at this point. Izuku whined, "B- but I'm ..I'm scared to fall asleep again by myself..." he quietly replied.

Katsuki rolled his eyes, reaching up to turn on his nightstand light. "Fucking Deku, come here. And you better not do some weird shit! Keep your distance." he demanded. Izuku happily walked over to Katsuki's bed. He pulled up the cover and laid down.

He smiled, he was so warm. And you know what was even better? Katsuki's scent filled every inch of the bed, almost making Izuku forget about the reason he came up here.

Katsuki rolled over to face Izuku. "Well since you woke me up, entertain me".

Izuku's face flushed red, "W-what??" he asked in confusion. Katsuki looked at him in confusion also before realizing what Izuku was thinking.

"Fucking Weirdo! I'm talking about your dream! Entertain me with your 'nightmare'" he partly shouted. Izuku sighed in relief. "Oh yeah, my nightmare...".

"Yeah, tell me". Izuku anxiously bit his lip, remembering the horrible nightmare.

"Well, it's about the guy you saw earlier..my ex...It was memories about the past. H- he used to touch me when I wasn't comfortable with it....then he- he would force me into things..He'd beat me if I resisted. Calling me a 'slut' or 'whore' if I disobeyed him....." Izuku quietly cried, remembering every detail about the nightmare now.

Katsuki's eyes widened, "That fucking bastard, the next time I see him, I swear on my life I will destroy him" Katsuki growled. Izuku nervously chuckled, "Yeah...". He wiped off his hot tears, slowly stopping himself from crying more. 

Katsuki sat up, "Deku be my boyfriend, I'll show you how a real man treats his partner". Izuku's face went redder than Kirishima's hair. He was barely able to get any words out, "W-What?!" he nervously shouted.

Katsuki huffed, "Are you fucking deaf? I asked you to be my boyfriend." he repeated a little louder. Izuku eyes widened in surprise, he didn't know how to react. Sure, he liked Kacchan, he liked everything about him. From his steaming personality to his fucking hot biceps... But why Izuku?

"Why?" Izuku finally managed to spit out. Katsuki scrunched his face a little.

"Why? I told you dipshit! Cause I'll show you how you're really supposed to be treated." Katsuki paused. "And cause.. your fucking cute and hot at the same time... and that stupid ass bright smile makes me warm... and your- Wait! I don't gotta fucking tell you shit, do you wanna date me or not??" Katsuki asked, a light shade of pink quickly covering his cheeks.

Izuku slightly smiled, I'll just see how this will turn out he thought before responding.

"Okay Kacchan, I'll be your boyfriend" Izuku answered the blonde.

Katsuki smiled, only for a split second though. But Izuku enjoyed that split second before he scooted closer to the older boy. Katsuki pulled Izuku over closer to him, Izuku now in his arms. The greenete smiled into the boy's chest. "Goodnight Kacchan" he mumbled, hearing a grunt in response. "Goodnight". And with that, the two fell asleep in each other's warmth.