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*Omurice: It consists of an omelet made with fried rice and usually covered with ketchup.
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With time, Izuku started to avoid Kirishima’s presence much on Katsuki’s initiative, but it's not like he wanted to see the redhead again after everything he said, although the freckled one couldn't help but contemplate what he heard.
Kirishima seemed to be insistently trying to push Kacchan onto the greenette; the reason was still uncertain but, now that they were on good terms, why is it so important for him that they establish a romantic relationship? But Izuku wouldn't lie, sometimes he felt a bit at fault for making Kacchan wait for so long despite everything they've been through; he was clearly making an effort to earn the greenette's trust back, which he already did, especially when he got to the point of sometimes leaving himself aside to spoil Izuku. Maybe Kirishima was right about trying to rush things a bit more, maybe Kacchan didn't deserve to wait for so long.
“A penny for your thoughts?” The blonde’s deep voice snapped him out of his train of thought.
“Oh! I-it’s no biggie…” The greenette replied in surprise.
“Wanna do something else? You're not even paying attention.” Katsuki suggested.
“Sorry! I-it's not the movie, I just…”
“Hm…?” Kacchan mumbled as Izuku didn't finish the sentence.
“I've just been thinking.”
The blonde one paused the movie that was playing on the flat screen, leaving only the dim light of the TV to illuminate the room and turned worried to the greenette. “Wanna tell me about it?”
Izuku hesitated; he didn't know if he should, he didn't want to make it look like he was acting under someone's influence after all. “I-I just want to say… how grateful I am for you to be a part of my life now. You've been doing everything and some more to earn my trust back, and you got it.”
“I know…” Katsuki quirked a brow. “Why are you telling me all this again?”
“I just…” Izuku paused and wetted his lips. “I think we could take a step forward.”
Katsuki widened his eyes, surprised; it was a moment until he broke the silence. “You’re… not doing this because you feel like you have to… right?”
“Not only because of that… after all, if I wasn't attracted to you, I wouldn't let you take me to bed on the first night.”
That comment made the blonde freeze. “Oh… well-”
“I'm sorry for bringing this up again! I just… I mean that you won me over… for real, Kacchan, and the time we've been together made me realize how it's more than that.”
Katsuki paused to let that sink in, he just didn't have time to finish that thought before Izuku grabbed his neck.
It was sudden and had them both surprised, staring at each other uncertainly until Izuku started to approach, letting Kacchan close the gap between them.
It started as a soft kiss, their lips danced from one side to another as Izuku kept grabbing onto Katsuki's neck and he returned the gesture by holding the small one's waist, however, the abstinence made the Incubus’ body react, he soon was throwing himself on top of the greenette on the couch and intensifying the kiss.
“Kacchan…?” Izuku panted.
“I'm sorry, Izuku…” The blonde spoke into the little one's mouth. “I can't control myself.”
The small one's common sense screamed from the back of his mind telling him to stop, to say “no”, but it was muffled by the pleasure Katsuki made him feel; he didn't understand how the blonde managed to make him feel so intoxicated, how he felt that much chemistry between them but, at that point, he no longer questioned it, he just let it happen; he let it happen when Katsuki kissed, bit and sucked the skin on his neck, he let it happen when the blonde tongue-kissed him and even kissed back, he let it happen when he was carried into the bedroom and placed on the bed where the cupid wasted no time to undress them both.
Before he could notice, Izuku was moaning under the taller one and almost begging for more; something inside him told him not to let it happen, to leave and never go back, Katsuki disappointed him once, he could do it again, but Izuku didn't have enough strengths in him to deny his touch, so much he gave himself in to the Incubus again and again, until satisfying him completely and then fall asleep in the blonde's arms.
Izuku fell in a deep slumber right after as he cuddled on Katsuki, so deep asleep he didn't notice the insomniac blonde beating himself up out of guilt by his side.
On the next morning, the Incubus woke up well-rested and full of energy despite the few hours’ sleep; he turned to the greenette sleeping serenely by his side and stretched out his hand to caress his freckled face, but drew it back. He didn’t have a right to do that, it didn’t matter he was at his limit, that wasn’t an excuse to break his promise.
He sat up on the mattress and kept staring at the freckled one beneath him, he couldn’t think of a plausible excuse to explain his behavior of the previous night, he also feared that Izuku could hate him for it.
It was too late to go back, he couldn’t let the greenette go, Katsuki could no longer imagine how it’d be like to live without him; maybe if he told the truth and Izuku believed him, he’d manage to sort things out between them, at the moment, he just kept waiting for the greenette to wake up, fearing the conversation they would have then.
A few minutes went by when the small one’s eyelids fluttered open, Katsuki held back his breath as he watched him rubbing the sleep out of his green eyes and turned to the blonde.
“Kacchan…” He called sleepily.
“G-good morning, Izu.” He faked a smile in hopes that the greenette wasn’t disappointed in him.
The small one rose to sit on his level. “Is there something wrong?”
Katsuki paused to search for the right words. “I’m sorry.”
“Huh…?” The short one mumbled in confusion.
“I’m sorry for… breaking my promise. I know I said I’d want you to take the first step but, when we kissed, I-” He sighed to try and hold back his tears. “Okay, that’s not an excuse.”
“Hey…” Izuku held his shoulder. “What’re you talking about?”
“Look, I understand if you’re disappointed in me. If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.”
“Wait, Kacchan… I just woke up, I don’t understand a thing.”
“Sorry… So… you’re not upset about me?”
Izuku paused to try and understand the situation in his grog condition. He remembered they had sex last night; he was afraid Kacchan would kick him out of bed the next morning, but there he was by his side, apologizing and mumbling incoherent words he didn’t understand.
“Why would I be upset about you?” The short one asked.
“So… you’re not?” The blonde one risked to ask.
“No… unless you want me to leave-”
“No.” Katsuki said promptly. “No, I… was just worried.”
Izuku stared at him with his big, confused eyes. “About what?”
“Izuku… I promised I’d let you take the first step, remember?”
“Sure… so it’s because of that?”
The Incubus didn’t reply, he just lowered his head in embarrassment.
“Kacchan…” Izuku smiled. “It's alright, I’m not mad.”
“Really…?” Katsuki turned his eyes back at the greenette.
“Of course… I was just worried you would kick me out this morning.” He confessed.
“Hey… no, I’m not doing that.” Katsuki said softly as he laced his arm around the small one.
Izuku smiled. “Good. Thank you!”
“That’s the least I should do.” The blonde scolded. “I just feel guilty for breaking my promise; I know I couldn’t hold myself back, but that’s not an excuse.”
“It’s okay.” Izuku held his face. “I was also worried, but I did nothing to stop it, did I?”
“Izuku…” Katsuki leaned in and placed a long kiss to his lips. “I don’t deserve a boyfriend like you.” He smiled as they broke.
Izuku eyed him in awe. “‘Boyfriend’?” He smiled awkwardly.
“Well… if you want to.”
“Kacchan.” The greenette smiled brightly and kissed him again, grabbing onto his neck. “I love you.”
“I love you more.” Katsuki said without holding back.
The short one laughed. “Wanna start an argument right now?”
“Okay, never mind that.” Bakugou laughed along. “What do you want for breakfast?”
“Mmm… omurice*.”
“On it.”
With a last peck on his lips, Kacchan got up and dressed his pants under the short one’s stare, who stood to go take a shower as the eldest went to the kitchen.
Izuku showed back up as Katsuki set the table. He dressed the shirt the blonde wore on the previous night, which was about two sizes bigger than him and looked large on his slender body. The way the collar exposed his shoulders almost made the Incubus pounce him a second time.
“Daring… I like it.” Katsuki mentioned.
The freckled one smiled, flustered. “I always dreamed of doing this.”
“Well, I’ll have to hold myself back…”
Izuku eyed him curiously. “You know… I’m not against it.”
Bakugou smirked and, after finishing the task, approached slowly and groped his boyfriend’s butt cheeks with both hands, the short one giggled with the act.
“Maybe after breakfast.” Katsuki pouted at those words, Izuku laughed. “We have the whole day off, Kacchan, let’s eat before.”
“You better keep your promise…” The annoyed blonde grumbled.
The small one rose on the tip of his toes so that he could reach up to peck his boyfriend’s lips before letting go of his arms and moving to sit down, Bakugou followed the lead.
And Izuku kept his promise, they spent the rest of that morning making love, watching movies and making out on the couch, completely forgetting about the world outside. It was close to lunch time when the doorbell to Katsuki’s apartment rang as he caressed the small one in his bed, but the blonde just ignored it and kept kissing Izuku.
“Kacchan… the doorbell.” The greenette called, averting from his lips.
“Mhmmm…” Katsuki hummed distractedly, leaning back down to kiss him.
The short one covered his mouth with a hand and the Incubus glared at him impatiently.
“Let’s continue later, that could be important.” Izuku said sternly.
Katsuki simply exhaled heavily and complied unwillingly. “Fuck.” He complained as he dressed his pants and stomped up to the front door. “What?” He said, annoyed at whoever was bothering him at that damn time, and froze when he saw Kirishima in front of him.
“... Hi.” The redhead greeted him in surprise.
Bakugou made a face at his childhood friend. “What do you want, Ei?”
“I came to check in on you, I tried to call you the whole morning…! But I see you have solved that problem you had before.” He commented on Katsuki's recent condition.
“That was never your business, and you had no right to try and force Izuku into anything! Happy, now? I’m kind of busy.”
“Wait, Katsubro…! Look, I’m sorry I said that to Midoriya, I know it sounded wrong, but I just worry about you.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes impatiently. “I know but, honestly, I don’t need that, you should know I can take care of myself.”
“Look, I know I was wrong, even though you were at your limit and I noticed that, I know you my whole life!”
“Are you really reminding me of that now? If you have nothing else to say, can you go? I don’t have the patience to argue with you, right now.”
“I’m sorry! Katsubro, I don’t wanna stay on bad terms with you, and you can be sure that I’ll apologize to Midoriya when I have a chance, I just-!”
“Kacchan? What’s taking you so long?” A voice coming from behind cut him off, they both turned to the sound to see Izuku wearing nothing but his boxers and Katsuki’s shirt.
The Incubi were startled by the sight; the greenette pulled down the hem of the shirt to cover his crotch and the blonde turned furiously to Eijirou to make sure he wasn’t staring, but he already turned his flushed face away.
“Oh-! Uhm… sorry to bother, I’ll leave.” With that, the redhead rushed up to the elevator.
Bakugou stared at the direction Eijirou had left with a shocked look on his face, Izuku still blushed deeply.
The cupid closed the door with a sigh and turned to his boyfriend. “Why are you dressed like that?”
“I-I just wanted to see what was going on…”
“That’s not the matter, only I have a right.”
Izuku eyed him with his big, shiny eyes. “Are you jealous?” He asked in a fun tone.
“So what if I am?” Katsuki answered matter-of-factly.
The small one smiled and approached slowly, lacing his arms around his boyfriend’s neck.
“Don’t you wanna forget that and continue from where we were?” The short one whispered.
Katsuki just smiled and carried him into the bedroom.
At last, everything was working out between the couple, they were officially established in a relationship and at peace, their friends also supported them.
Kacchan took Izuku out on dates almost every week and always paid for everything, hence the short one still didn’t have enough financial conditions to pay for the services his partner suggested, CEO privileges; that much spoiling made Izuku feel insufficient, he’d like to return the favor, but couldn’t actually do it.
Today they were at a restaurant Katsuki usually goes to; checking the menu, the greenette noticed that, once again, he’d need to leave all expenses up to Kacchan and felt guilty, even though it wasn’t his idea.
After the waiter left with their orders, Katsuki stood up. “I’ll go to the bathroom, do you wait for me here?”
“Sure.”
The small one watched Kacchan walk away with a sip of water from his crystal glass, soon after, he saw someone approaching from the corner of his eyes.
“Midoriya?”
Izuku looked up at the call of his name to see those familiar lime-colored strands.
“Hagakure…?”
The young woman smiled at him. “What a surprise seeing you here.”
“Well… I could tell you the same.” The greenette smiled awkwardly.
“I know, this place is a bit expensive, isn’t it?” She laughed. ”But now I can say that I’m in a position where I can do these crazy things, once in a while.”
“Oh…” Izuku said slowly; the lady looked like she wanted to catch up, so he gestured to the seat in front of him. “Do you wanna sit down?”
“Thank you.” Hagakure said as she took Kacchan’s place.
“So, how’ve you been?”
“Well… I was promoted some time ago. Bakugou seems to be in a much better mood lately and taking it easier on employees… I always wondered the reason why until seeing you two here.”
Izuku choked on his own saliva at the comment. “Uhm-! Well… Uuuh…”
“Is okay, Midoriya! I don’t judge. I’m just surprised it’s him of all people.”
“Well… it’s a long story, but Kacchan’s been great. He made it up for me and I forgave him; before I could notice, I fell in love with him.”
“Hm… that’s great! I can see that you’re also pretty close to ‘Kacchan’.”
“Oh-! Well…”
Hagakure giggled. “I’m just messing with you.”
“By the way, are you here alone?”
“Oh, no! I got a date.” The lady mentioned as she pointed at a nearby table where a blonde guy with a multiple-layered bowl cut waved awkwardly at them.
“Oh, I see you’re also moving on, I’m happy for you!”
“Thank you! You know… it was hard getting over you, Midoriya, I felt like Juliet herself, but then I noticed that beating myself up over that would get me nowhere.”
“I hope he’s treating you well, then.”
“He is, Ojiro’s wonderful.”
“That’s great!” Izuku smiled brightly.
“And what about you? How’s things been going with Kacchan?”
The greenette blushed, surprised. “Oh, it’s been going well… actually, so well I feel like not enough.”
“Really?”
“Yeah… Kacchan does so much for me I don’t know how to return… I know what we’ve been through before, but I forgave him and he keeps spoiling me. I don’t know if he still feels guilty but, honestly, he doesn’t need to make that much of an effort.”
“I see… that’s not all that good, huh?”
“Yeah…”
“Well, I hope you can sort things out with him, then.” Hagakure stood up. “I gotta go; it was nice seeing you, Midoriya!”
“Likewise!”
It wasn’t long, just as Hagakure returned to her date, Katsuki got back and silently sat in front of Izuku, startling him.
“Wah-chan!” The greenette exclaimed.
“You never told me you felt that way.” Bakugou mentioned, much to the short one’s confusion.
“Excuse me?”
“‘Not enough’... that’s what you said, right?”
Izuku blushed; he didn’t know where to hide his face. “Y-you were listening to us?”
“That’s besides the point. Look, Izuku, I want to spoil you and I like to do it but, if it’s for you to feel that way, we could think of some other things to do, okay?”
The greenette went quiet in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, Kacchan… I just didn’t know how to tell you.”
“I see… I won’t stop making it up to you if you wanna know, that’s the least you deserve, but I don’t want to make you feel guilty.”
“You don’t have to make such an effort, I forgave you, remember? Honestly, I can’t bear it to see you beating yourself up over that and spending so much to please me; I feel bad because I can’t return it.”
Bakugou widened his eyes. “I didn’t know you felt that way… You don’t need to return anything because that really is no problem for me but, if you prefer something more modest, we can try other things.”
“Thank you.” The greenette said quietly.
“No need.” The blonde stretched out his arm and held Izuku’s hand. “You give me more than enough just for breathing, you’re far from ‘not enough’.”
The small one blushed with a shy smile; he really appreciated what Kacchan did for him, he just wanted his boyfriend not to blame himself so much over something that is now in the past. Maybe the feeling of insufficiency was mutual after all.
Author's Note
Reminding y'all that Izuku didn’t meet All Might in this universe, so he never had any training to strengthen his muscles, that’s why he has a frailer body where the story goes on
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