Dulcet Flying (KatsuDeku)

"Sorry, I don't mean to be a bother, but I was just wondering if I could, uh... Ask you if you wanted to hang out and, er, grab a coffee? Again, I don't mean to sound presumptuous-"

He bit his lip, waiting anxiously for an answer; he didn't want to seem forward- he wouldn't be able to pull it off. He's not Kacchan, he's not amazing at everything.

"It's okay." A short pause, then a chuckle. "I was just about to ask you myself, you know."

He was always usually so angry, with his signature frown and husky tone. But in Izuku's presence, he was happier, softer, kinder. And it made Izuku smile, to know he had that effect on the older male.

"Really? Then, can we..?"

Izuku Midoriya took a deep breath and smiled up at Kacchan. Katsuki Bakugou. His childhood friend, who had left twelve years ago, when Izuku was seven. He was back, and Izuku was over the moon.

"Yeah. Let's."

The blond glanced down, and he let a small smile grace his face. Izuku was elated; Kacchan held out his hand and Izuku took it.