For the next couple of weeks, he encountered multiple people who laughed at him when they recognized him from the video. Katsuki gritted his teeth and tried to power through this. Just a few more weeks and nobody would remember …
His heart still felt heavy; he hadn’t gotten closer to Izuku, which was frustrating.
“Yo, Eiji …” He started when he sat in his office, Eijiro visiting him, carrying his youngest child in a carrier on his chest. He was on paternity leave for the moment. “How does dating work?”
“Huh, how does it work?” Eijiro was confused for a moment. The poor guy looked so sleep-deprived; he had eight children by now. They had actually planned to stop at seven, but the latest one had been an accident.
“Yeah, I … I didn’t make any progress at all with Izuku. The time I tried to kiss him, he blocked, and I don’t know what to do!” Katsuki sounded desperate.
“Hm, how about you go on dates first, before kissing and all,” he shrugged a little helplessly. “To be honest, I don’t have much experience either. Mae was the one to initiate stuff like this.” He talked about his wife.
“I see … well, guess it has to be a date then …”
Great, he had no clues about dates … What could they do? Would Izuku even say yes? What if he said yes, though? What if he said no? What if he said yes and the date flopped? What if it didn’t flop? A thousand questions were on Katsuki’s mind when the door opened, and Izuku walked in. He looked like a zombie. “Aaahh, so stressful!” He groaned while getting out of his shoes.
“What happened?” Katsuki asked, while the greenette slouched to the couch and threw himself onto it. Face first into Katsuki’s lap. The blond blushed heavily. But he would not complain at all.
“Sometimes people stress even me out. And you know that I like people, yes? But this woman … I don’t know, she was terrifying in her own right. Haven’t seen something like that before …” Sighing, he turned around, placing his head properly in Katsuki’s lap.
“I get that. Most people around me irritate me,” Katsuki huffed, his fingers stroking through the green curls. Katsuki hesitated; he was sure that it wasn’t a good time right now. Izuku was exhausted; that wasn’t the best pre-conditions to ask him for a date, right? But maybe Katsuki could give him a massage? Would that help by any chance? His mind drifted away, spiraling down in any possible scenario that could come out of it. Preferably, with him getting pinned down and fucked.
“Kacchan!” Izuku snapped his fingers at him. He sat up and looked at his friend.
Katsuki flinched and blinked. “What?”
“You are spacing out again. What’s on your mind?”
“Uh …” much to his horror, Katsuki realized that he was getting aroused. He wasn’t fully hard yet, but close to it. Ah, fuck it. “D-Do you wanna go out with me? Like, on a date? We don’t have to go out-out, we can stay here, or I don’t know, whatever you like to do.”
Izuku stared at him. “Oh, hm,” he made, giving Katsuki another heart attack, another rejection? “Okay, sure, we can have a date. But let us stay in. I really don’t feel like going out.”
“No problem at all! I can cook!” Katsuki couldn’t believe it! He had a date with Izuku! He felt great! Overjoyed even!
“Sure, Kacchan, I’m going to shower then,” Izuku smiled at him before getting up.
“Yeah, take your time,” Katsuki got up as well to head over to the kitchen. His heart jumped around in his chest; he had to cook the best dinner ever!
Eventually, the dinner was cooked, and they were showered. With damp hair, they sat on the couch. The food was on the large couch table in front of them. “Damn, Kacchan, you outdid yourself with that,” Izuku stared at everything.
Katsuki beamed at him. “Thanks,” he started a movie, not even really knowing what it was about, and he watched Izuku pick some of the food. If that continued, Katsuki would not know the contents of the movie at all. He was too occupied with watching his friend.
“It’s really delicious. You know that I always liked your food?” Izuku said.
“Thanks again,” he blushed. His head was spinning again. Compliments from Izuku were the best. He couldn’t even imagine anymore that he once hated them. Izuku laughed at the contents of the movie, still eating and minding his own business.
“So, Kacchan,” after finishing dinner, Izuku looked over. Katsuki was immediately on high alert. “How are you doing?”
“Doing? In what way?” Katsuki questioned.
“I mean, uhm, with your feelings, specifically your feelings for me?” Those emerald eyes pierced his crimson ones.
“Oh, yeah, I still can’t concentrate half the time you are around me,” he eventually said. “Y-You make me feel so giddy, a-and I don’t know what to do with myself when you are present.” He swallowed heavily. “I think I really have fallen in love with you … A-At least I think that’s how it feels. I don’t know; I never had this before. I only assume that from what I watched the others go through.” He rambled on, trying to make sense of his confused mind.
Izuku observed him; he had a smile on his face; Katsuki was really cute when he was so out of it. The greenette placed a hand on Katsuki’s face, making him flinch and blush even more. If someone had told Izuku in middle school that Katsuki would confess his love for him at some point, he would have probably laughed bitterly or cried. Most likely both.
Even when Katsuki still bullied him, Izuku thought the world of him. That he was the greatest guy ever, this never changed. He had been in love with Katsuki for so long. Eventually, his feelings subsided, or he could just hide it better. He didn’t know. He was glad when it happened; he didn’t want to feel like this forever.
So, when Katsuki showed up at his place, begging to fuck him, his world was upside down. If he was honest, he really wanted to do it, but he was more scared than anything of what it would do to their friendship. He was glad that Katsuki and he were friends again, and he feared he would lose that if he gave in.
But now, months later, Katsuki was still here, confessing his love for him even. He looked adorably cute right now. His thumb brushed over the reddened skin of Katsuki’s cheek. “You are so handsome, Kacchan,” he murmured.
He wondered if he could really do it. His heart screamed at him to do it, to finally give in. This was Kacchan, after all. But his head stopped him from doing so. There was some part in his brain that cock-blocked himself.
Katsuki’s eyes widened when Izuku called him handsome! Everything was spinning. “Y-You are more handsome!” he called out. He was so desperate; he wanted to kiss Izuku, but given the rejections before, he didn’t dare to do so. So, he waited on hot coals for what Izuku would do. He prayed that he would kiss him.
“Kacchan,” Izuku murmured, trailing his thumb over Katsuki’s plump bottom lip. “Can I kiss-” “Yes!” Katsuki immediately blurted out. Izuku chuckled and leaned over.
The blond leaned in, and their lips met. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Izuku’s lips on his. It was so much different than the woman’s lips a few years back! It tasted so much better!
Katsuki’s heart beat fast in his chest when he moved his lips against Izuku’s. He had never understood why people liked stuff like kissing so much. The only other time he did, it was terrible. But this felt so good and sweet and amazing. He never wanted it to stop!
His head was spinning when they finally broke the kiss. “That was amazing!” Katsuki rambled. “I want more!” He was well aware of his whiney and needy tone, but he didn’t care about that. He waited months for this to happen.
Izuku chuckled at that and pulled him closer again. Their lips united, and Katsuki happily melted against him. This was so much better than he had thought. How could it feel so good? He didn’t know.
Katsuki moaned and opened his mouth. His hot breath hit Izuku, and this animated him to open his mouth as well; their tongues danced around each other. It was sloppy since both of them didn’t have much practice – Izuku still more than Katsuki.
The blond could feel Izuku’s calloused fingers in his hair and how he pulled him closer. Their bodies moved nearer, and Katsuki wrapped his arms around Izuku’s broad shoulders.
They broke the kiss when both their heads were spinning. “Damn, that’s so good,” Katsuki smiled. He moved over and straddled Izuku’s legs. He kissed him again, rolling his hips into him.
Izuku leaned back and let Katsuki do as he pleased for some time. Only when he tried to undress him he stopped. “Kacchan, it’s too early. I’m not going to have sex with you now,” Izuku told him.
“What?” Izuku could hear the devastation in his friend’s voice, which almost broke his heart, but he just couldn’t do it now. His self-cock-block had set in again.
“I don’t do sex on the first date,” he tried to joke about it, but he could see that Katsuki was hurt.
Annoyed, Katsuki moved over; he crossed his arms in front of his chest. Izuku exhaled. “Look, Kacchan, I’m sorry, but I just can’t right now.”
“But why? I’m not good enough, right? You don’t really want me, right?” His throat tightened, and he felt a knot swell in it, making it hard to breathe.
“I do want you, but whenever I think of it, I start to overthink it, cock-blocking myself. I want it so badly, but I’m also hella afraid; what if it is not working out? This could ruin our friendship, and I don’t want that,” Izuku explained to him.
Katsuki looked at Izuku, swallowing around the knot. He knew it too well, those insecure feelings. With all the overthinking, the swell went down a little bit. “It’s okay, I get you,” he said eventually, leaning over and placing his head on Izuku’s shoulder.
“How about we go to bed? I can sleep next to you if you want that. With clothes …” Izuku offered.
“Okay, sounds good.” Katsuki managed a small smile. He kissed Izuku again before getting up to walk to the bedroom. They changed, and then Katsuki crawled onto the large bed. Izuku was right behind him; he pulled him close into a hug, pressing his chest against Katsuki’s back.
Katsuki lay awake for the most part; he could feel Izuku’s weight on top of him; he cried tears of frustration because he wanted it so badly to happen. But he knew he couldn’t force it; he had to be patient. So he pressed his ass against Izuku’s crotch and fantasized about the day he would finally be mounted by him.
