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The mystery of a boy named Midoriya Izuku started the day of the mock battles and was the match that lit the fire of who on earth that boy was.
“Oi, you – Shitty Hair.” Katsuki called, waving at Eijiro who’s eyes widened in surprise at the explosive blond talking to him. “Yeah, you dumbass.”
“What’s up Bakubro?” The redhead grinned.
“Don’t fucking call me that.” Katsuki replied, grumbling. But it was a light-hearted response. “I need you to do something for me really quick.”
“Sure, what’s up?”
“Take a picture of me and get my whole costume in the shot or he’ll kill me.” Katsuki handed over his phone.
“Who exactly is it that’ll be killing you?” Eijiro asked as he stepped back and lifted the phone up, fitting Katsuki’s whole costume in the shot.
“Zuku.” Katsuki replied and as soon as Eijiro took the picture, he snatched his phone back. “He designed most of the costume so he wanted to see what it would look like on.”
“Is that your friend?” Eijiro asked, peeking over Katsuki’s shoulder as the blond tapped on his messages application, opening a thread with someone.
zuzu
[image: Katsuki in his costume]
?#@?$@#$^?#$&
OHGMAELR
KACCHANNNNN
[Voice Message]
Transcript: *screaming*
calm down
HOW
I
IT
U LOOK SO COOL
yeah well
it’s /your/ design
i’m passing away
oi
nerd
ur not allowed to do that
whoopsie
my bad
i forgot
WAIT A
ARENT U IN CLASS
HOW R U TEXTING ME
snuck my phone in to get a pic
??????
KACCHAN
PLEASE DON’T GET IN TROUBLE ON THE SECOND DAY D:
it’s fine
i can’t believe ur at u.a. and ur doing this
YEAH WELL
fuck u too
kacchan D:
>:(
FOCUS ON CLASS
AND CALL ME AFTER SCHOOL
ACTUALLY JUST COME TO DINNER
🫡
“Young Bakugo, is that a phone?” All Might’s bellowed.
“No.” Katsuki replied, casually sliding his hand behind his back, and slipping the phone into a discreet pocket.
“Very well!”
“It was a phone.” Aizawa said from behind Katsuki and Eijiro and the redhead jumped, pressing a hand to his chest above his rapidly beating heart.
“What the f –”
“Yeah.” Katsuki admitted.
“And why, exactly, did you have your phone, Bakugo?” Aizawa raised an eyebrow. This wasn’t his lesson but he was here to observe because there was no way he was about to leave All Might, a new teacher without certification, with a class of twenty hero hopefuls who would love nothing more than to go wild with their quirks. It was like asking for a disaster.
“I had to send a picture to Zuku.” Katsuki said in a matter-of-fact tone and Eijiro mourned the loss of his new friend.
“Hm.”
What. Eijiro’s eyes widened when Aizawa didn’t so much as question Katsuki further, simply held a hand out for the blond to deposit his phone before the Pro Hero slunk off.
“Did he just… take your phone and not say anything?” Eijiro whispered, looking back and forth between Katsuki and Aizawa.
“Yeah.”
Okay.
“Shit.” Katsuki swore, finally turning his phone on after the paramedics checked them all after the USJ incident. They were still standing in front of the building, surrounded by ambulances and police cars. The second Katsuki’s phone was on, it started buzzing and then rang a second later.
“You good, Bakubro? I think someone’s worried about you.” Eijiro gave him a look.
“Fuckin’ – yeah. Gimme a sec.” Katsuki tapped something on his phone and held it up to his ear. “Hey, Zuku –” He was cut off and the people stood around him watched as his expression morphed into a softer one.
“Who’s he talking to?” Denki leaned closer to Eijiro.
“Friend of his I think.”
“They didn’t tell us anything.” Katsuki spoke after a while of listening to whoever was on the other end. “I’ll ask but you’re better off asking your pops… yeah… I’m fine, surface wounds, nothing serious.” He paused again. “I’m fine! The paramedics checked us over. I’ll come visit… yes, after I shower and change… okay, yeah see you soon.” And he hung up.
“Was that your girlfriend?” Denki asked, waggling his eyebrows.
“No, dipshit.” Katsuki scowled. “I’m leaving. Bye.”
“Wh – Bakubro! Are we allowed to?” Eijiro protested.
“Bakugo, I must insist you stay and be escorted back to the school.” Iida chimed in.
“No thanks.” The blond snorted. “I’ll ask Midnight-sensei to walk me home.”
“Why Midnight?” Eijiro muttered, watching as Katsuki walked over to Midnight and she beamed down at him, ruffling his hair and nodding her head to whatever he was asking, walking beside him as they left the location. “That was kind of crazy.”
“How did you know?” Hitoshi approached Katsuki after their fight at the Sports Festival.
“Know what?” Katsuki looked up from where he was sat on a bench, a bottle of water in his hand.
“How to avoid my quirk.”
“Oh.” Katsuki’s lips quirked up. “My friend’s really smart, he was analysing everything and he told me to just take out my hearing aids. I don’t even know what your quirk is.”
“You just – you just trusted him when he told you to take your fucking hearing aids out?” Hitoshi’s eyes widened.
“Yeah.” Katsuki nodded, taking a swig of water and then he seemed to notice something behind Hitoshi. “Oh, there he is now.” Hitoshi whirled around and saw a boy walking down the corridor. He looked to be around the same as them and he had dark green hair and big green eyes.
“Kacchan!” The boy brightened when he saw Katsuki and then he seemed to notice Hitoshi. “And… you’re Shinsou-kun!”
“Uh…”
“Your matches were so cool! I thought it was awesome how quickly you defeated Monoma, like… your quirk is so well suited for hero work! It would be insanely helpful for hostage situations and calming people down and just diffusing situations a lot and –”
“Calm down, nerd.” Katsuki snorted, standing, and stretching his arms above his head.
“Sorry!” The boy’s eyes widened. “I’m Midoriya… Midoriya Izuku. It’s really nice to meet you! I hope I didn’t upset you by telling Kacchan how to work around your quirk…”
“Nah, you’re good. I’m surprised you noticed how it worked.” Hitoshi commented.
“I really like analysing quirks.” Izuku laughed nervously.
“So… Kacchan?” Hitoshi smirked at Katsuki who snarled at him.
“Watch it, Eyebags.”
“Kacchan.” Izuku admonished. “It’s a childhood nickname. We’ve known each other since we were really young.” He informed Hitoshi.
“Oh, this is who you were on the phone with after USJ.” Hitoshi realised and the other two tensed at the mention of that day.
“Yeah.” Katsuki merely replied. “Enjoying the festival so far, Zuku?”
“Mhm!” Izuku’s eyes practically sparkled. “I’ve been sitting with my parents. It’s been awesome seeing everyone’s quirks and wow. I’ll fill up like three more notebooks with theories when I get home today I think.”
“Do you have an analysis quirk or something?” Hitoshi asked, not noticing how Katsuki tensed up at the mention of Izuku’s quirk.
“Uh, no…” Izuku scratched the back of his neck. “I’m actually quirkless.”
“Sick.” Hitoshi nodded. “Do you go to a hero school? I know you’re not in U.A., I would have seen you.”
“Oh, yeah!” Izuku nodded, as Katsuki relaxed. “It’s not a very well-known school but I want to go into Underground heroics so it works out.”
“Me too!” Hitoshi leaned closer, excited now. “Eraser’s my role model and now he’s my homeroom teacher! How crazy is that?”
“That’s insane!” Izuku nodded fervently, eyes widening even more as he pretended not to notice Katsuki muffling a laugh in the crook of his arm. “He’s my favourite too! Him and All Might! They’re so cool!”
“Can you just exchange numbers and continue this conversation later. I need Zuku to tell me how to defeat Icy Hot.” Katsuki drawled.
Hitoshi pulled his phone from his pocket and unlocked it, handing it over to Izuku. “I’ll text you after the festival, maybe you can give me some pointers about my quirk or how to defeat everyone else.”
“Oi, Zuku’s my informant, not yours, Eyebags.” Katsuki scowled as Izuku giggled, accepting the phone, and putting his number in.
“I’m everyone’s informant.” Izuku said. “I’d love to give you some pointers, Shinsou-kun.”
“Come on, Zuku. We don’t have time!” Katsuki wrapped an arm around Izuku’s and dragged him down the corridor.
“Bye!” The green haired boy called and Shinsou lifted a hand to wave, watching as the pair rounded the corner and disappeared.
“Bakugo, your hero name?” Midnight called, pointing at the blond.
He stood, carrying his whiteboard, and glanced down at it for a second before flipping it. “The Explosive Hero: Dynamight.”
“You understand the significance of the second half of your word, right? It’s like I said to Kirishima, you’re carrying on the legacy of another hero. It’s a heavy weight to carry.”
“I can do it.” Katsuki said confidently.
“Sick name, Bakubro. After All Might yeah?” Eijiro asked when Katsuki went to sit down again.
“Zuku came up with it.”
“Your friend?”
“Yeah.” Katsuki nodded, catching the near-unnoticeable smile on Aizawa’s lips.
“It’s pretty badass.”
The first thing Katsuki did when Eijiro, Momo, Tenya and Shoto rescued him in Kamino was ask for someone’s phone. Momo was the only one who had thought to bring hers and she handed it over, everyone watching as Katsuki dialled a number with shaking fingers and brought the phone up to his ear.
“Izuku.” He choked out, turning away from his friends and pressing his hand over his face. “Yeah, I’m – I’m okay…”
Everyone looked away, pretending like they weren’t listening but no one could deny how weird it was to hear Katsuki sound so choked up.
“We’re…” Katsuki turned to the others, “are we going to the hospital?”
“Uh we probably should. Aizawa-sensei will want to see you as well.” Eijiro replied.
“We are.” The blond said to whoever was on the phone, roughly wiping the wetness off his cheeks. “I – ask the hag to drop you off. Okay… yeah, I’ll stay out of trouble till you get there, sure. See you soon.” He handed the phone back to Momo. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” She replied softly.
“We should get back.” Tenya suggested, his tone firm. “We’ve done enough now.”
They hurried back to the hospital and the second they walked through the doors; Katsuki’s eyes scanned the reception before his expression melted into a relieved one when they landed on a woman who had hair similar to his sat beside a boy with curly green hair.
The boy looked up at the same time they walked in and he ran towards them, almost tripping over his own legs in his haste. The second he was close enough, he practically launched himself at Katsuki, wrapping his arms around the others neck and tucking his chin over Katsuki’s shoulder.
“Kacchan.”
The nickname rang a bell in Eijiro’s mind and he realised this must be the friend he always heard Katsuki talking about.
“Izuku.”
“Of course I fucking passed! Who do you think I am!” Katsuki sounded indignant as he spoke to someone on the phone. Denki and Mina exchanged looks while Eijiro put his fingers to his lips and Hanta pressed closer in an attempt to hear better.
“Oh, of course, sorry I asked.” Someone replied and the four all gave each other looks. It was on speaker phone! No doubt because Katsuki was cooking and couldn’t hold the phone and cook at the same time. It was a general rule around the dorms that no one was to come into the kitchen when Katsuki was cooking or he’d cook them instead but this was too juicy.
Eijiro was going to plunge in head first.
“Bakubro!” He called, slamming the door open. “Who’re you on the phone with, dude?”
“Shitty Hair, get the fuck out of my kitchen.” Katsuki glared, pointing the knife at the redhead. His glare only deepened when he saw Mina, Hanta and Denki creep in after Eijiro. “You fucking –”
“Stop pointing a knife at me. Please.” Eijiro said.
“Kacchan, what did we say about pointing knives at people?” The person on the phone said teasingly and Mina practically hopped over the counter in her hurry to get closer.
“Hi, person on the phone! I’m Mina. I’m in Blasty’s class.”
“I know who you are.” The person chuckled. “I know who all of you are.”
“Does Bakugo talk about us?” Hanta asked.
“No, he’s a fucking nerd and he obsesses over analysing all of your quirks.” Katsuki answered.
“You make me sound weird.”
“You are.”
“Kacchan.” Was said in an admonishing tone.
“Zuku.” Katsuki mocked.
“Who are you?” Denki asked, an expression of awe on his face.
“Midoriya Izuku!” Izuku replied.
“Why the fuck are you idiots still here?” Katsuki scowled.
“But Bakubro, we heard you on the phone and we got curious.” Eijiro whined, draping himself across the counter.
“You’re invading my privacy.” Katsuki deadpanned.
“So, Midoriya!” Hanta cut them off. “How do you and Bakugo know each other?”
“Oh, Kacchan and I have been best friends since we were babies.” Izuku said nonchalantly.
“WHAT?”
izu
izuku.
IZUKU
MIDORIYA IZUKU
HI
YES
HELLO
HITOSHI
when were u going to tell me
ERASERHEAD WAS YOUR DAD
????????????????
HELLO???
I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS
🧍♂️
DON’T YOU 🧍♂️ ME
honestly
it slipped my mind
IT SLIPPED YOUR MIND THAT ERASERHEAD WAS YOUR DAD???
kinda
listen
he’s just been my dad for so long
it’s NORMAL
i forget other people don’t know
😐
i have something that’ll make u feel better knowing
go on
my other dad is present mic <3
.
YOUR PARENTS ARE ERASERHEAD AND PRESENT MIC??????
yeah
what the fuck
izuku protection squad
bakugo
did u know
eraser and mic were izu’s parents
bakugo
r u stupid
yes of course i knew
we grew up together ???????
i hate u both
no one thought to tell me???
bakugo
lol
“If you hurt him, I’ll murder you.” Katsuki said one night as him and Hitoshi cleaned up after dinner.
“We haven’t even gone on a date yet, and you’re already giving me the shovel talk?” Hitoshi asked. “He barely confessed like yesterday.”
“Yeah well…” Katsuki shrugged. “Gotta make sure you know early on.”
“I won’t hurt him.” Hitoshi said, his voice soft.
“You better.” Katsuki grumbled. “He hyped himself up to confess to you for hours. At least I don’t have to deal with those text messages anymore.”
“Are you sure you should be airing out his dirty laundry like this?”
“Like he hasn’t told you shit about me.” Katsuki snorted.
“I’m the secret holder.” Hitoshi nodded seriously. “it’s an honour, really.”
“Have you spoken to his dads?”
“Fuck.”
izuku protection squad
@zuzu what time r u coming for the festival
zuzu
ur performance isn’t till noon
so
10:30/11????
eyebags
what do we tell people who ask who u are
zuzu
the truth??????
that’s not fun
zuzu
😐
i am going to tell them my name
and they will instantly know
bc of that one time i was on the phone w kacchan
they don’t know ur aizawa’s kid tho
zuzu
oh true
idk they might guess when they see me w eri
eyebags
not everyone can use their brains
and common sense
like u
yeah we got a class of idiots so
don’t put too much hope in that
zuzu
guys
that’s not nice
fuck off
zuzu
D:
fuck u
no fuck YOU
zuzu
U WANNA FIGHT KACCHAN????
bet
omw to ur house RIGHT NOW
U BETTER BE READY
eyebags
what the fuck
“How’d you like that, Eri-chan?” Izuku asked, kneeling down to pick Eri up and rest her on his hip.
“That was so fun, Izu-nii!” Eri beamed and Izuku exchanged a look with Mirio, both in mutual agreement that she was the most precious ever and they would never let anything happen to her.
“We’re glad you had fun, Eri-chan.” Mirio tapped her nose and she giggled.
“Eri-chan!” A feminine voice called and Izuku turned to see a girl with brown hair hurrying their way, accompanied by another girl with frog-like features and a boy Izuku recognised as Kirishima Eijiro. “Oh, hi, we haven’t met.”
“We haven’t.” Izuku smiled. “I’m Midoriya Izuku.”
“Izu-nii’s my brother!” Eri declared.
“Izuku… wait!” Eijiro’s eyes widened in realisation. “I know you!”
“You do.” Izuku laughed. “We’ve never properly spoken face to face.”
“You’re Bakubro’s friend!”
“That’s me.” Izuku nodded. “Nice to meet you properly, Kirishima-kun.”
“Nice to meet you too, bro!”
“Oh, you’re Bakugo’s friend?” The brown haired girl asked. “Cool! I’m Uraraka Ocahako.”
“Asui Tsuyu. Call me Tsu.” The girl with frog-like features continued. “We’re Bakugo’s classmates, kero.”
“Oh trust me, I know. I watched the Sports Festival. I keep up with news about U.A. a lot too considering Kacchan goes here.” And Hitoshi too, but that went unsaid.
“Have you been enjoying the festival so far, Eri-chan?” Ochako asked the little girl who nodded shyly, resting her head against Izuku’s shoulder.
“It’s nice.” She replied before yawning.
“Are you tired?” Izuku asked and she hummed in agreement.
“I can take her to Aizawa-sensei.” Mirio offered. “You can go find your friend if you want.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, of course. I got nothing else to do.” Mirio nodded.
“Okay, I’ll come find you after and take Eri home.” Izuku handed Eri over to Mirio and leaned in to kiss her cheek, waving as the two disappeared into the crowds. “Have you guys seen Kacchan by any chance?”
“Have we!” Eijiro boomed. “We’ll take you right to him, come on!” He wrapped an arm around Izuku’s shoulders and dragged him along with them.
“So did you come to watch Bakugo today?” Ochako asked, hands behind her back.
“Partially.” Izuku admitted. “We also thought Eri-chan deserved a day out so I was bringing her along too.”
“That’s sweet!” Tsuyu said. “Did you like our performance, kero?”
“It was incredible!” Izuku gushed. “Everything was done so well; you guys outdid yourselves.”
“Thanks man!” Eijiro beamed. “Oh, there he is.” They stopped right by the area where the rest of Class 1.A. was, cleaning up after their performance. “Bakubro!”
Katsuki looked up from where he was packing his drum set away and his face lit up when he saw Izuku. The green haired boy shrugged out of Eijiro’s hold and made his way over to Katsuki, kneeling beside him and nudging his shoulder gently before helping him pack up the drums, conversing quietly.
“That was the craziest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Ochako said.
kacchan 💥
ARE U READY
it’s the first billboard without AM
no i’m not fucking ready
ME NEITHER :D:D:D:D
oh shit here we go
icy hot looks like he’s abt to shit his pants
yeah well
do u blame him
nah
his dad SUCKS DICK
that’s
fair actually
endeavor doesn’t have a high approval rating
terrible with civilians
doesn’t care abt collateral damage
can’t imagine what he’s like in his personal life
i showed icy hot this
he laughed
good job
????
KACCHAN WTF
I JUST SHAT ON HIS DAD
he approves
that’s a little worrying
SHUT UP ITS STARTING
AHHHHH
OH RYUKYU LETS GO SHES STILL TOP 10!!!
shie hassaikai raid aftermath?
yeah probably
wasn’t fully successful
so she dropped a rank
i assume
makes sense
no 9 is too old to be a hero
RETIRE OLD MAN RETIRE
KACCHAN LMAO
leave him be
NO
KAMUI WOODS
OH MY GOD
TOP 10????
HE’S SO NEW AS WELL
respect
his quirk is a little…
fragile tho
yeah
he wouldn’t be able to work with people like
endeavor
u
todoroki
crust
CRUST
WHO NAMES THEMSELVES CRUST
OF ALL THINGS
he’s good for defense tho
AH
MIRKO
MIRKO
SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOP 3
UR SO RIGHT
JUSTICE FOR MIRKO
JUSTICE FOR MIRKO
oh
edgeshot
i mean yeah
but higher than mirko?????
sounds like a porno
KACCHAN PLEASEQIB
am i wrong tho
STOP
JEANIST TOP 3
JEANIST TOP 3
OH THAT’S AWESOME
i’m happy for him
he deserves a top 3 FOR SURE
he’ll be back soon dw dw
HAWKS
AHWKDO
HAWKS
OH
NUMBER 2
HAWKSKOQJDAPWI
…
okay
we get it
u really like hawks
HE’S JUST SO COOL OKAY
HIS QUIRK IS SO SUITED FOR RESCUE
AND FOR COMBAT TOO
AND HIS FEATHERS
CAN SENSE EVERYTHING
AND HE JUST KNOWS
AND ALSO
HE WAS SO YOUNG WHEN HE DEBUTED
RIGHT INTO TOP 10
AND THEN HIW OWN AGENCY
LIKE
KACCHAN.
I
he is pretty cool
oh
like
we knew he’d be no1
doesn’t mean i like it
ugh
he shouldn’t be top 5 even
welp
important thing is approval ratings am i right
oh
HAWKS JUST
WE’RE LINKED WHAT CAN I SAY
that was kinda wild
yeah we’re meant to be <3
ur 15
he’s 22
and u have a boyfriend
toshi would understand
el oh el canon divergent (i cannot be bothered to write it) – we can just say AFO just Doesn’t exist okay. the fight w him and AM happened, AM was still weakened but yeah AFO died anyways moving on – as a result the LOV just isn’t that big of a deal, not like in canon <3
♡ izuku liked
U.A. ✓ @UA
3.A. – the first of our graduating classes this year
[image: 3.A. (1.A.) in their uniforms and graduations gowns and caps]
💬10K 🔁50K ❤️200K
izu 🔒 @midorizuku
then v now :)
[image: 5 year-old Izuku and Katsuki]
[image: Izuku and Katsuki now (18 year-olds). Katsuki is in his U.A. uniform and gown and Izuku is dressed casually]
💬1 🔁 ❤️5
toshi 🔒 @mindfreak
<3
[image: the side of Hitoshi’s face (recognisable by the purple hair) and someone’s lips on his cheek (unclear who it is from the image)
💬2 🔁 ❤️7
↳ izu 🔒 @midorizuku
Replying to @mindfreak
<3
↳ DENKS 🔒 @zapboy
Replying to @mindfreak
HITOSHI WHO IS THAT
↳ toshi 🔒 @mindfreak
Replying to @zapboy
lol
dad
kacchan says u talk about me
u know that defeats the purpose of going underground
right?
Sue me for telling me students how proud I am of my kid
dad
U CAN’T JUST SAY THAT
Do not start crying
TOO LATE
If you really want me to stop, i will
wtf no
it’s sweet
i was just joking
love u dad <3
Love you too kiddo
bakusquad (that name sucks it and all of u) (we love u too blasty)
dunce face
[image: Denki posing beside someone dressed in a black hero costume with dark green accents. The person has green curls and a black and silver mask over the bottom half of their face]
GUYS
I MET ODYSSEUS????
tape arms
AS IN
AIZAWA’S FUCKING
PROTÉGÉ
PRIDE OF HIS LIFE
THE HERO HE ALWAYS BOASTS ABOUT WHEN WE GO VISIT HIM????
THAT ODYSSEUS
dunce face
YES THAT ODYSSEUS
shitty hair
i think it’s crazy how he’s underground
but we know so much from aizawa
dunce face
dude
he’s so great to work with
AND HE’S SO NICE TOO
SUPER SMART TOO
kinda swooning
stop swooning
he’s taken
raccoon eyes
by who?
you????
EW GROSS NO NEVER IMPLY ANYTHING LIKE THAT EVER
OR I’LL KILL YOU
raccoon eyes
how do u know then????
i have my sources
bakusquad (that name sucks it and all of u) (we love u too blasty)
raccoon eyes
@dunce face ur not the only one <3
[image: Mina standing beside Odysseus]
Shitty hair
the contrast between ur costumes IS SENDING ME
dunce face
WTF
I THOUGHT I WAS SPECIAL
tape arms
L
why r u all so obsessed w him
raccoon eyes
AW BLASTYYY R U JEALOUS
die
no i’m not fucking JEALOUS
shitty hair
idk man
maybe aizawa talking about him sm
the fact that he’s underground so none of us really know him
unless we’re working a case with him
dunce face
yea that’s the only reason i met him
we were stopping this gang
and he’d been running surveillance
so he had intel
raccoon eyes
oh we were getting intel too
but more analysis stuff
izuku’s future husband
my stupid friends r taking pics with zuku
and sending them to the gc
want to mess with them?
dude
u don’t even have to ask
yes absolutely
knew i approved of u for zuku for a reason
thank u i think???
bakusquad (that name sucks it and all of u) (we love u too blasty)
You added izuku’s future husband
izuku’s future husband
[image: Hitoshi and Odysseus but Odysseus is kissing Hitoshi’s cheek with both of their masks still on]
izuku’s future husband left
dunce face
HELLO????
TOSHI???
WAS THAT TOSHI??
raccoon eyes
did i
did i just see that right
tape arms
odysseus kissing his cheek?
yeah…
shitty hair
this is what u meant kats?
when u said he was taken
yea
see
i wasn’t lying
He IS taken
by eyebags
dunce face
OH MY GOD
WHEN WE GRADUATED
HITOSHI POSTED A PICTURE ON HIS PRIVATE TWT
OF SOMEONE KISSING HIS CHEEK
THAT MUST HAVE BEEN ODYSSEUS
raccoon eyes
YO WHO IS THIS GUY????
The doorbell rang and Mina jumped to her feet.
“Must be the pizza! I’ll get it!” She dashed to the door.
“This is my flat, Raccoon Eyes, I don’t know why you’re running to the door!” Katsuki yelled after her and she waved him off, opening the door with a beam before she paused.
“Uh…” She scanned the person before her eyes widened. “Odysseus?”
“I… wasn’t expecting people to be here…” Odysseus replied, his voice muffled behind his mask.
“Why are you here?” She asked in a hushed tone.
“I… live here?”
“You what?”
“Oi, what’s going on –” Katsuki appeared in the corridor and his eyes landed on Odysseus, letting out a deep sign. “Forgot to warn you, sorry.”
“It’s… fine. Just wasn’t expecting it.” Odysseus waved him off. “Is there more people inside?”
“Yeah, the usual though.” Katsuki nodded.
“What is happening?” Mina whispered.
“Sorry, Ashido-san, do you mind moving so I can come in?” Odysseus asked politely and Mina quickly apologised, moving so he could walk into the flat and shut the door behind him.
“Might as well come meet everyone if you’re here.” Katsuki grumbled, gesturing to the living room. “Come on Raccoon Eyes.” Mina went first, taking her place on the sofa before Katsuki showed up with Odysseus trailing behind him.
“Kats, is the pizza here – oh my god, you’re Odysseus.” Eijiro’s jaw dropped and both Denki and Hanta looked away from their video game, eyes wide and mouths open. “What are you doing here?”
“He lives here, dipshit.” Katsuki snarked.
“He what?” Denki squeaked. “But isn’t he… isn’t he dating Hitoshi?”
“How do you know that?” Odysseus asked, cocking his head to the side.
“Oh, Katsuki added him to the group chat a little while ago and he sent a picture of the two of you in your costumes and then left.” Hanta explained.
“Oh.” Odysseus nodded. “Yeah, we are dating. But I don’t live with him.”
“Dude, who are you?” Eijiro asked. “Sorry, you just… sound kind of familiar.”
“What?” Denki ogled at Eijiro. “Are you insane?”
“No, no, he’s right. He has met me before without the whole…” Odysseus gestured at his outfit before he slipped a hand under his mask and unclipped it, letting it fall to his collarbone and Eijiro’s jaw dropped even further.
“Holy shit, you’re Midoriya!” Eijiro realised.
“Yeah, that’s me. Good to see you again, Kirishima-kun!”
“Midoriya, as in that Midoriya?” Mina asked. “Katsuki’s childhood best friend?”
“Yes.” Katsuki replied.
“You’re dating Hitoshi?” Hanta asked.
“You’re Odysseus?” Denki somehow sounded even more dumbfounded.
“That’s me! The Guardian Hero: Odysseus!” Izuku nodded.
“You’re the one Aizawa-sensei always boasts about?”
“Oh. Yeah. He does.” Izuku laughed.
“Aizawa-sensei’s his dad.” Katsuki supplied helpfully.
“WHAT?”