Quid Pro Quo

                                    

                                          
This was a bad idea, maybe one of his worst. He was supposed to be resting, recovering; not rushing off to a rooftop rendezvous with a villain.
Katsuki stopped halfway up the stairs. Turning to look down at the door to his floor his stomach lurched, and he gripped the rail tighter. The metal heated under his fingers as he finally took a second to think this through. This could be a trap. That fucking stalker had to know he was injured... but the worry twisting it's way through his mind had nothing to do with the fact that he'd rushed out of his apartment in his sweat-soaked hero suit and house slippers with the note in his hand instead of his gauntlet. His worry was that someone else had seen a blaze of orange outside his window for the second night in a row and called it in as suspicious activity, that the other heroes would get here before he had a chance to talk to the IcyHot bastard, that it hadn't even crossed his own mind to call this in until now.  
He took another step towards the metal door standing between him and his bad decision, and guilt nearly sent him flying back down the stairs. He should call Endeavor; it would be the right thing to do, what a hero would do. But his thoughts kept going back to the search results waiting in his office, the sinking feeling that there wouldn't be a single hit, the mountain of questions he needed answers to. 
The decision was so much easier than it should have been. Gritting his teeth against the throbbing pain in his left arm, he took the rest of the stairs two at a time, shoved the door open, and stumbled outside. 
Barely bigger than his living room, the rooftop patio wasn't worth the extra rent Katsuki paid for it. With a cream-colored wicker sectional on one side, and a grill against the wall across from it, there was hardly enough room to maneuver around the low-lying fire table in between. His mom had called it cozy when she saw it, Katsuki called it what it was – a cash grab for his landlord. It was little more than the only flat part of the roof surrounded by a waist-high cement wall, but what it lacked in space it made up for in privacy... until now.  
"You got up here fast," IcyHot mused, leaning against the wall in the furthest corner and looking out over the few blocks that separated them from the center of the city. 
Katsuki clenched his fists; the arrogant prick couldn't even bother turning around. Shoving the crumpled note in his pocket, he ran his eyes over IcyHot's back. No hood this time, it would have been pointless anyway now that he'd seen him without. He'd swapped out his baggy black pants for jeans, and the oversized hoodie for a dark button up. Both fit tight enough that Katsuki could see he'd been right to think there was a well-built body underneath. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, regretting it instantly when spots dotted his vision, and asked "Why are you here?"
"Because your window was locked, and I figured you'd rather meet on the roof than in the lobby." 
"I'm not asking why you're on my roof, idiot." Katsuki's sparks stirred, which only made the uneasy feeling in his stomach worse. He took a deep breath in through his nose before continuing. "Why are you here. At my apartment. Again! You can't be stupid enough to think you won't get caught if you keep showing up, so why are you here?" 
"Awe, Hero." IcyHot said, turning to face Katsuki with a coy smile. "It sounds like you're..." His smile slowly faded; his lips pressed into a thin line as he studied Katsuki. "You're hurt?" 
"I'm fine," Katsuki said through his teeth, holding his injured arm tight against his side. 
"You are not fine," IcyHot snapped, stepping closer so only the table separated them. "You're pale, you look like you can hardly stand, you're holding your-" 
A wall of heat slammed into Katsuki as IcyHot rounded the table and closed the distance between them with just two long strides. Forcing himself not to step back, hating those few inches that kept them from being eye level, Katsuki looked up into blue and grey eyes so much darker than he remembered.