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Krbk laying on the floor of Kirishima's dorm. They keep bumping shoulders, as they share sodas, and chips, and mangas between them.
It's comfortable. It's /fun/. It's the perfect waste to a Saturday.
It's comfortable. It's /fun/. It's the perfect waste to a Saturday.
That is until Kirishima ruins it all.
He's smiling his stupid big smile that makes Katsuki want to sheild his eyes from the sunny quality of it. Wither that or do something weird like count every sharp tooth.
It's not the way he looks-even if it makes Katsuki's chest tight-he looks perfect.
He always does.
It's not the way he looks-even if it makes Katsuki's chest tight-he looks perfect.
He always does.
But it's what he fucking /says/.
"You remind me of my boyfriend," Eijirou tells him, hand deep in a chip bag. His cheeks are bright red, and he flutters his eyelashes in a way that makes Katsuki's insanely jealous for no reason.
/Boyfriend./
He hadn't even fucking known Eijirou had a goddamn boyfriend!
He hadn't even fucking known Eijirou had a goddamn boyfriend!
Kirishima's words must be magic, because suddenly, all the liquid in Katsuki's body dries up.
He's glad no villain decides to attack in this moment, because he couldn't get his quirk to work if he wanted to.
He's glad no villain decides to attack in this moment, because he couldn't get his quirk to work if he wanted to.
//Boyfriend.//
×××××
Kirishima doesn't understand what's happening. One second him and Bakugou are having the time of their lives, hanging out, eating snacks, and he /thinks/ flirting, until the moment Katsuki slams his comic shut and leaves the room.
Kirishima doesn't understand what's happening. One second him and Bakugou are having the time of their lives, hanging out, eating snacks, and he /thinks/ flirting, until the moment Katsuki slams his comic shut and leaves the room.
Okay, so he /does/ understand what's happening. But it's still confusing. Mina had /promised/ Katsuki was into him! So why had his pick up line fallen flat? Should he had listened to Denki after all? And done the, "Is that shirt made out of boyfriend material?" line?
Maybe they were all wrong. Maybe Katsuki really /wasn't/ into him.
But it had seemed like he was! He didn't mind Eijirou's company! Hell, he asked for it most of the time. (Without words, of course.)
But it had seemed like he was! He didn't mind Eijirou's company! Hell, he asked for it most of the time. (Without words, of course.)
He brought Ei drinks and saved him seats and they cuddled while watching movies.
He was sure the confident, "We're dating now, you're my boyfriend." Pick up line was going to be /exactly/ what Katsuki liked.
So why did he leave?
So why did he leave?
Well.
He's not giving up! That wouldn't be manly!
Maybe Katsuki hadn't heard him, and at the exact same time, just developed a horrible stomach issue that made him run back to the safety of his room.
They were eating pretty spicy chips.
He's not giving up! That wouldn't be manly!
Maybe Katsuki hadn't heard him, and at the exact same time, just developed a horrible stomach issue that made him run back to the safety of his room.
They were eating pretty spicy chips.
Tomorrow he'd make sure Katsuki heard him! He'd make damn sure.
He doesn't really get a chance to execute his plan until tomorrow during lunch. He had waited for Bakugo in the morning by their doors before class started but the blonde never came out.
Turns out Katsuki got up and left early, because when Ei got to class, Katsuki was already there and writing in some notebook.
Bummed but still determined, Kiri had tried to talk to him before the teacher showed. Katsuki didn't let him get a word in, just scowled down at his notebook and brished Ei's hand off.
At lunch though, Ei saw the perfect opportunity. Katsuki had moved tables, leaving the Bakusquad to their usual corner of the cafeteria, to eat alone.
He wants Kiri to join him though!!! That much is obvious. He has two cans of juice with him, and one of them is clearly Kirishima's favorite flavour.
So without hesitation he bounds over like a Labrador Retriever and slams his tray down.
So without hesitation he bounds over like a Labrador Retriever and slams his tray down.
Katsuki just grunts and continues to shovel in broccoli spears but Kirishima doesn't take offense. Clearly Katsuki isn't having the best day. But that's okay because he knows exactly how to cheer him up!
Drawing on all the advice he's received recently from Denki, Ei bats his eyelashes and thrusts his chest out. He knows Katsuki likes looking at his pecs. "Thank you for the juice," he drawls, tracing a finger seductively around the rim. "My boyfriend always gets me my favorite."
Katsuki freezes, vegetable halfway to his mouth.
"I guess he just knows me soooo well."
"I guess he just knows me soooo well."
Mina interupts before Kirishima can seductively ask, "Does he wanna share it with me?"
Her presence makes Katsuki slam down his chopsticks and stomp away. He almost runs after him, but they have no classes after lunch. They have a massive break before their one evening class.
Her presence makes Katsuki slam down his chopsticks and stomp away. He almost runs after him, but they have no classes after lunch. They have a massive break before their one evening class.
So he has time.
In the now, he asks Mina for better advice. She flirts with //everyone// so her brain is gold.
She doesn't disappoint him. And with her happy, "You just gotta lay it on thicker!!!" Kiri runs off to find Bakugou.
In the now, he asks Mina for better advice. She flirts with //everyone// so her brain is gold.
She doesn't disappoint him. And with her happy, "You just gotta lay it on thicker!!!" Kiri runs off to find Bakugou.
So he drops the line while they chill on the couch. Katsuki puts his head in Kirishima's lap and as he shifts his fingers through he murmers, "My boyfriend has the softest hair. And uses such good shampoo."
Katsuki's fist clench, his nails digging in skin, and Kirishima doesn't even see it because he's already diving into another pick up line. "My boyfriend picks the best shows!" He tells Sero when he sits down. With a nudge to Katsuki's shoulder.
Unfortunately, Katsuki doesn't seem to be /getting/ it, because all he does is spit that he has to go get ready for tonight's Capture the flag class with 1B.
So during the game, Ei REALLY REALLY gives it his all. He tells Katsuki that his /boyfriend/ is strong. That his boyfriend's quirk is /amazing/.
In the lockeroom, he tells Katsuki that /his boyfriend has amazing pecs/ and when THAT DOESN'T WORK, HE DECIDES FUCK IT.
In the lockeroom, he tells Katsuki that /his boyfriend has amazing pecs/ and when THAT DOESN'T WORK, HE DECIDES FUCK IT.
He swallows his pride, his fear, hell, his everything, and puts a hand on Katsuki's chest to whisper, "M-My boyfriend looks really, really good in black boxers."
××××
That's the last fucking straw.
All day, all GODSDAMN DAY, Kirishima has done NOTHING but brag about his perfect asshole boyfriend.
That's the last fucking straw.
All day, all GODSDAMN DAY, Kirishima has done NOTHING but brag about his perfect asshole boyfriend.
Katsuki can't escape it. Without warning and in every single moment of silence, Eijirou's there with some other fucking dumbass fact about the one person Katsuki never wants to hear another word about.
He's damn near bitten his tongue in half. His nails have indented half circles in his palms. His dentist is gonna be pissed with how much he's been grinding his teeth today.
He's //had// it.
So when Eijirou mentions seeing his stupid ass boyfriend's //underwear//, Katsuki moves without thinking.
He knows Deku's talked out it, how his brain disconnects from his body and his limbs work without thought to save someone.
He knows Deku's talked out it, how his brain disconnects from his body and his limbs work without thought to save someone.
All Might says it's the quality of a hero, that knee jerk reaction.
This... probably isn't what they mean.
This... probably isn't what they mean.
Katsuki's hands are wrapped around Kirishima's throat and he's slamming his big ass best friend into the locker so hard, a wave of hardening cracks across Eijirou's pretty fucking face.
"Stop. It." He growls, baring his teeth. "Stop FUCKING telling me about some ASSHOLE who doesn't fucking deserve you! I'm tired of fucking hearing you brag. I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO HEAR--"
His voice cuts out. He doesn't want to fucking hear about some loser that had more balls than him to ask out the literal embodiment of sunshine.
He doesn't want to hear about the one that /beat him/.
He doesn't want to hear about the one that /beat him/.
"KAtsuKI." Eijirou gasps, slapping his hand against Bakugou's grip.
"/Katsuki/" The blonde mocks, his fingers cutting off air supply. "Now you wanna talk about me? Huh? You've had all fucking day to talk about me! But no, it's been "my boyfriend" this and "my boyfriend" that!"
"/Katsuki/" The blonde mocks, his fingers cutting off air supply. "Now you wanna talk about me? Huh? You've had all fucking day to talk about me! But no, it's been "my boyfriend" this and "my boyfriend" that!"
Eijirou swirms, the tips of his toes barely touching the floor as Katsuki pushes him up the locker higher.
"Talking--- about-- you!" He manages, his face tinting pink. "T-trying to ask you out!"
"Talking--- about-- you!" He manages, his face tinting pink. "T-trying to ask you out!"
Katsuki's fingers loosen. What? "Huh?! What? That..." He drops his hand. "What? You're not making fucking sense."
Eijirou doubles over with a cough, massaging his throat. "Mina said it was a gr-great pickup line."
Eijirou doubles over with a cough, massaging his throat. "Mina said it was a gr-great pickup line."
"Fuckin...pick up line?"
"Yes! Jesus Katsuki. I thought choking might be something we'd try like six months in. Give me some warning. And maybe a freaking safe word!"
"Yes! Jesus Katsuki. I thought choking might be something we'd try like six months in. Give me some warning. And maybe a freaking safe word!"
"You were trying to ask me out?!" Katsuki demands for the third time.
"Yes! My gods. Of course! Who else would I be talking about?!"
"Yes! My gods. Of course! Who else would I be talking about?!"
Katsuki scrubs a hand down his face. He looks tired, but also.... the corner of his lips are turned up. "Me, the whole time?"
"Yes!" Kirishima shouts with a stomp of his foot. "It has to be you, man. Your my best friend. Your so smart and nice and sexy and I lo--"
"Yes!" Kirishima shouts with a stomp of his foot. "It has to be you, man. Your my best friend. Your so smart and nice and sexy and I lo--"
Katsuki's lips get cut on sharp shark teeth, and Eijirou's hands scratch his clothes when he squeezes thin hips. They kiss until Katsuki's tongue is numb and his mouth tastes like copper.
"Shut up." Katsuki whispers, when they part. His breath is still stuttered, his chest heaving. "Shut your mouth. If you're the one to ask me out, I'm for damn sure gonna be the one to say I love you first. So just shut up. Alright??"
"Okay." Kirishima says, his teeth stained pink and his cheeks the same. He snuggles his face into the curve of Bakugou's neck. "Hey Katsuki. I do have a question."
Katsuki hums, his fingers in Eijirou's hair.
"Is that shirt your wearing made out of boyfriend material?"
Katsuki hums, his fingers in Eijirou's hair.
"Is that shirt your wearing made out of boyfriend material?"
