Katsuki

I sat and consumed the bacon strips and scrambled eggs I made for breakfast.

The nerd soon joined me without saying anything. I didn't bother starting a conversation. The hell I would!

My phone then started ringing. I answered the call.

Me: Zup, old hag?
Mom: You punk. We are nearly done with business here. You still have money?
Me: What the fuck! Of course. Besides, I didn't really use your damn credit card, hag.
Mom: You little punk. Just wait and I'll fucking kick your ass!! We'll be home after a day or two.
Me: I am fucking more than ready. You can even surprise me tonight, geezer!!!

I abruptly ended the call and caught Deku staring at me.

"What the fuck is your problem, fuck face!??"

"Nothing." He plainly said before standing and clearing his plate.

"Tch. Shitty nerd."

Izuku

I guess, it's really time to end this unrealistic dream.

I sighed as I took a seat behind Kacchan in class. I stared out of the window. I was spacing out when someone tapped my shoulder.

"Midoriya?"

"Todoroki-kun, what is it?"

"How are you? Do you still have colds?"

"No need to worry now, Todoroki-kun! I'm at least better than yesterday." I enthused.

"That's good to hear."

"Deku-kun!! I'm glad you're fine now!" Uraraka-san practically bounced up and down.

"It's good now that you're back, Midoriya-kun." Iida added.

"Thank you guys but I'm just out for a day." I scratched my neck.

"A single day or a week doesn't have much difference, Midoriya-kun." Tsuyu-san said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, Tsuyu-chan is right. We're glad you're well now, Midoriya-kun!" Yaoyorozu-san said while smiling widely.

I let out a soft chuckle.

"I actually made sure to see Recovery Girl before heading to class. She was happy to see and treat me. It's all thanks to her that I don't have colds anymore." I grinned at them.

We were interrupted by the ringing of the bell. Everyone took their respective seats and waited for Aizawa-sensei to arrive.

Less than a minute, if I'm not mistaken, he arrived and started giving out papers for the pop quiz. Hopefully, I don't fail this.

And I didn't.

I passed it with a 43/50 score.

As usual, our vice president, Yaoyorozu-san topped. She was followed by Iida-kun. Kacchan was third while Todoroki-kun and I tied for the fourth rank.

The bell rang and we had our break time.

In literature, with Present Mic as our teacher, we were tasked to analyze the short mystery story In a Grove which was written by the father of Japanese short stories, Akutagawa Ryūnosuke-sensei.

I went to All Might's office to have lunch with him. We talked to catch up on each other. There were really not much interesting things that happened yesterday so I took my leave 15 minutes before lunch break was over.

I was lost in my thoughts while climbing the stairs to the rooftop.

I opened the door and was welcomed by strong gusts of the wind.

I took a seat under a shady part and eventually lied down. I curled up like a ball and let my melancholy engulfed me.

Katsuki

I saw Deku took the stairs for the rooftop and I dwelled for few minutes if I should follow him or not. But aside being curious of what crap he was going to do there, I also got this fucking feeling I couldn't put a finger on.

I climbed the stairs in an amazingly slow manner not really thinking of what I'd say to him if he sees me.

3rd Person

The explosive blonde was being uncharacteristically quiet for the time being. He controlled his rage in class even when his "so-called-friends" were having their stupidity at its finest. He was also just half listening in the class discussions but at the same time really alert of the movements behind him.

He was unbelievably disturbed of the freckled boy's actions.

As he could recall, the usually giddy boy was strangely quiet. He also seemed rather distant.

And that was what the King Explosion Murder was bothered about. Well, not that he would admit it like the stubborn boy he is.

But now, he is determined to know what Midoriya is up to. He is also dying to know how to stop the unpleasant fluttering in his guts.

As he took the rest of the flight to the rooftop, he was welcomed by the cool wind that blew past him.

He slowly strides forward, alert and observant. But not trying to look around to spot the curled up Midoriya in a shady corner.

Despite the cool and steady blow of the wind, Bakugo Katsuki started to sweat. He immediately wiped both his hands on his pants while cursing under his breath.

In a quick spur of a moment, he saw the greenette on the corner on his ruby eyes.

He walked in a normal pace towards the smaller boy with an air of confidence, hands both deep in his pockets.

Still a couple meters away, he thought he could hear the boy's muffled sniffs but ignored it.

He stood a bit closer and stopped on his track when he realized he could really hear faint but painful sounds. Also, the boy in front of him is trembling.

Katsuki stayed silent, unmoving from his spot. He could still hear the sounds Midoriya is making.

He swore he had heard it before.

Probably back when Izuku being Quirkless was the center of bullying.

The blonde processed it more and it soon registered. This sound was etched deep in his memories.

It was the sound of anguish and sorrow.

The blonde instantly scooted behind the other and tried to shake him slowly.

He felt the other jolt in surprise and curled up more.

"Deku." He called.

No response.

"Deku."

Again, with no response.

"De--Izu..ku?" Katsuki cautiously let the word slip out of his tongue, seemingly unsure of how it sounded.

This time, a soft and tired whisper answered.

"Please. Just leave me alone."

The blonde felt his jaw tighten and his hands curl into fists.

Not knowing what he was doing, he yanked on the smaller boy's arms and grabbed the collar.

Orbs the color of deep green forest were met by ones with the color of scorching red wildfire.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, HUH??!"

"Kacchan.. Please. I told you to just leave me alone." Came the shaky but soft voice as its owner look down.

"YOU FUCKMUNCH! HOW DARE YOU TELL ME TO FUCK OFF!!"

"I'm tired of this. Let me go." The irritation laced in his words were noticeable it made the blonde even angrier.

"NOW YOU'RE GIVING ORDERS, HUH SHITNERD!"

"I SAID LET ME GO AND LEAVE ME ALONE, KATSUKI!!!" Midoriya met his gaze. Green orbs wide open in determination.

Bakugo Katsuki flinched. Now, he was unsure of what to do.

The smaller boy gently removed the other's grip on his collar and slowly stood up.

"I'm tired of all this, Kacchan. I've had enough o-of this!" Midoriya clasped his hand over his face and clenched his other hand on his side.

"I don't know what to do if this goes on. I-I..this is so hard and exhausting. If you think this is all just a game..for me it's not. I wanted to be a hero since we were kids. I wanted to be like All Might who bravely smiles in times of trouble. I-I..I want to be like him. That was my biggest dream, you know that Kacchan! You are always ahead of me. I always follow your lead. But now that I got a Quirk.. y-you appeared in front of me. You turned to face me. To acknowledge me. Even not as an equal, I was beyond happy. Then you..ignited more flames inside me..that soon burned me. Kacchan, you seeing me as a rival at your level is a dream come true. I always wanted to work beside you, remember? However, this is different." Midoriya Izuku paused for a brief moment, trying to grasp the words.

"You came crashing into my world again in a greater height. It was too much to take. I was confused and got frustrated. I had to..to think of you more.. I had admired you. I had to..like you more than I ever did. I like you Kacchan so much it hurts."

King Explosion Murder was, for once in his life, dumbfounded of what just the other had said.

He could see the tears that continued to spill from the other's eyes.

Katsuki stood up, weighing his ground while the other hastily wiped away the tears that never seemed to stop from streaming.

Midoriya, with his tear-stained and freckled-adorned face looked up at his childhood friend.

"Kacchan, I love you."

With that he stormed off and quickly dashed out of the school grounds.

The blonde seemed rooted on his spot.

Katsuki

Did that fucking nerd just confess his love for me?

What the fuck!

I took the flight of stairs three at a time to get back in class just barely before the bell rang.

I was seated in class, but my mind was somewhere else. And I didn't like it.

Academic classes started and ended at an agonizingly slow pace.

Damn Icyhot bugged me where Midoriya was and I got so fucking pissed off I tried to explode his face.

Fucking lucky, Eraserhead witnessed it and gave us detention for a week.

Our punishment was to clean the teachers' lounge before going home.

Tch.

Real fucking great.

I boarded on the subway train. The trip was about 20 minutes.

I walked huffing and puffing, hands in my pockets.

That nerd.

I spit and kicked a can out of the road.

I stopped on our gate. The lock was still attached and no sign of any dorky red shoes.

I smirked.

Well, at least, no one's shitty now in this fucking house.

I abruptly unlatched the gate and walk in our house.

I sat on the couch and unconsciously lied down.

Guess I'm fucking tired after all.

I sniff, catching an ever so familiar faint scent.

I sniffed more and gripped my hair.

This scent.

Izuku

I decided to head home. I quickly locked the door and ran to my room. I placed my backpack on the floor and flopped on my bed. I hugged my pillows. I missed my bed. But I miss Kacchan's bed too.

Ugh! This is frustrating!

Kacchan.

I've always liked him. Ever since we were young, I've always admired him. Despite the beatings I received from him, my feelings escalated into something.

I came to love him. Not just as a friend or a brother.

I love him deeply. And madly.

I cried again over my stupidity. Over Kacchan.

Of all people, why Kacchan?

Why another guy?

I bawled my eyes out, thinking if I tire them, I'd eventually fall into a deep slumber and just forget everything.

Small fraction of hope rose inside me.

Tomorrow, it'll be fine. .

Katsukis

I cracked my fist and stood up.

I went out of the house and found myself standing in front of a nostalgic house.

The gate's unlatched. That's good.

I barged in and furiously knocked on the door.

That fucking nerd's probably bawling his fucking eyes out.

I spotted a window and boosted myself up.

Ever so stupid, Deku.

I crept in the window and spots him curled up in bed.

His room is as shitty as before. Poster and collectibles of All Might are neatly displayed everywhere.

I walked slowly towards his bed.

He is hugging a drenched pillow.

He really did bawl his eyes out.

"Deku." I called out.

"Deku." This time, sternly.

This fucking nerd.

"Oi. Get your fucking ass up!"

He moved a bit and lied on his back. He stared at me with puffy eyes.

"Kacchan?" He laughs bitterly.

"The world must be playing tricks on me." He laughs again. And tears instantly streamed down his freckled cheek.

"This..is so..unfair!!!" He is such a crybaby.

"What did..I do..to deserve this?" He continues to cry.

"I'm crying again. Aaaah!!! How can I possibly..go face my classmates? How can I..face Kacchan?!" There goes his fucking annoying muttering.

"I'm having delusions too. I'm losing my mind. I know it. And this is all because of me being an idiot. Kacchan despises me. Now, he is really going to kill me. Well, yeah that'd be great." He extended his bruised hand as if trying to touch my face.

"I'm seeing things. Am I on drugs? Oh God no. Let's see.."

Izuku

I extended my hand on the delusional image of Kacchan before me. I know this won't probably feel anything. But, I wanted to..touch his face one last time.
If I do this, I'd ignore this deep pain in my chest.

"Kacchan. For the last time, I love you." I touched his face and rubbed my thumb on his cheek. It feels so smooth. So real. I moved north and touched the crease between his brows. I smoothed it ever so gently.

Now he looks beyond gorgeous.

I laughed at my thoughts.

I remembered how our first kiss tasted. It was like, sugar and spice combined together with a little bitterness.

"Kacchan."

"Oi, nerd. What the fuck!!!" I giggled. A heartfelt giggle.

"This is funny."

"WHAT THE HELL IS FUCKING FUNNY NOW, DEKU?!?" I stared. This image..

BOOM!

Kacchan exploded my red tie.

I screamed. This is not real!!!

I hid under the covers and repeatedly mutter "Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream" like a mantra.

I peeked and the image was still there.

Oh no!

My bed moves violently and I feel a grip on my hand.

"De-ku." NO. This is crazy.

The cover was yanked away from me. I was so scared I started screaming for help.

My screaming was stopped when Kacchan's lips came crashing against mine.

I gasp.

A mistake.

He slid his tongue in my mouth and relentlessly explored.

Is this still a dream?

I grasped his hair. It felt so spiky and soft.

Kacchan straddled me and I got flushed in my bed.

He clasps my face with both his hands and broke the kiss.

Still cupping my face, he stared into my eyes.

He hugged me in bed and whispered slowly in my ear.

"Your bed or mine?"

I shivered.

His voice sounded so delicious in my ear.

I tried to squeak out a response.

"I..what..do you mean, Kacchan?"

"C'mon, nerd, stop playing innocent."

"Uh. I don't really get it."

"Geez, Deku! Just tell me, yours or mine?! If you prefer it here, then I'll fuck you in front of your No. 1 hero. Dammit."

"I-in front of..All Might???!!!"

"Fuck yes! He's practically everywhere in this dorky room! Tch."

My face burned up.

"B-But, Kacchan.." I croaked.

"It's your first time? So is mine. Silly." Kacchan ruffled my hair making me blush.

"Y-yours?"

"Let's go then. Get your ass up." He got off me and stood by the window.

"Eh? The door's there." I pointed at my door and he just smirked.

I opened the door and he closed the window.

"Next time, close your window."

Now, it made sense to me. I smiled at the thought and we walked to their house.

It was already dark outside. I ran to catch up with Kacchan and pulled him to me. I kissed him and giggled as his face turns red while mumbling "shitty nerd".

I laughed and ran towards their house. I immediately got inside the gate and their door.