𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜

♧︎︎︎𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 3♧︎︎︎

It wasn't that Izuku was a pervert, or at least he hopes that wasn't the case. It was like his eyes had a mind of its own, because as soon as his eyes flew open, they raked themselves over Katsuki's body. Thankfully, though, Katsuki still had his boxer briefs on, but was on the verge of removing it, because his hands were holding onto the elastic waistband.

Izuku would seriously kill to have a body like his. Toned legs. Broad shoulders. Thick pecs. Sculpted abs.

But suddenly, his world becomes enveloped in darkness as a pillow got chucked in his direction, and it smacks him in the face, the force of the throw causing him to lose balance. Falling down with a loud 'thud', he groaned in pain.

"The hell do you think you're doing, barging into someone's room without knocking?!"

Izuku hugged the pillow to his face to hide the growing heat that was settling itself on his freckled cheeks.

"Aren't you going to answer me?!"

Izuku shook his head with the pillow still firmly pressed against his face. He hoped with all his might that Katsuki hadn't caught him balantly staring at him.

He most likely did, which just made his embarrassment all the more worse. Izuku wished that the floor below him would just swallow him up and never spit him out.

Footsteps padded against the floor and abruptly, the pillow was pulled off his face but Izuku squeezed his eyes shut, folding his hands over his eyes.

"I didn't mean t-to. It just sorta sl-slipped my mind."

Katsuki was thankful that Izuku still had his eyes shut because there was a visible blush on his cheeks. He was embarrassed. That's a first. Katsuki Bakugou has never once been embarrassed in his life.

"Try this shit again and I'll beat your ass. Got that?"Katsuki warned, his voice dangerously low.

Izuku furiously nodded his head, hearing a light 'tch' leave the prince's lips. He waited for a few seconds to pass, and then, he slowly peeled one eye open, being met with the high ceiling above him.

"Get up, dumbass."Katsuki grumbled.

Izuku sat up. Katsuki stood at the foot of his bed, his back turned to him and this time he had on a towel, his boxers discared on the floor.

Izuku got on his feet, just as Katsuki told him to, and brought his hands behind him, hooking his fingers together as he awkwardly stood by his door.

"S-so should I c-come in?"he asked, still not over his initial embarrassment.

"Na. Stand there and prepare my bath for me."

Izuku, being the master at sarcasm, knew sarcasm when he saw it, but if anyone heard it, they'd think Katsuki was actually serious just from his tone alone.

So, Izuku stepped through the door, and headed to what he hoped was the bathroom door. Opening it, he was met with a surprisingly clean bathroom.

Now

Izuku placed his hands on hips, glaring softly at the bathtub.

How exactly do I prepare his bath.

Now don't get Izuku wrong. He wasn't useless. He was just useless when it came to this sort of stuff. He saw a bunch of bath oils that he had never seen. A ton of expensive looking bathing soaps and shampoos that even he couldn't pronounce the words written on the bottle.

He picked up one, gently examining the bottle and the fancy font on it.

"Pu-pulchui-tu-tu-"

"Pulchritudo suavitatis."