Chapter 3: Because Deku Hates Kacchan
Katsuki POV
Deku couldn't open the door. He didn't know which key to use and his hands where stumbling. He was mumbling too. Stupid, can't even unlock his own god damn door.
"Give me the fucking keys, I'll open it." Deku was starting to annoy the crap out of me. He handed them over to me, his face like a beaten puppy. God he was pitiful.
I opened the door first try. Deku then tapped my shoulder and I gave him back the keys. We both went in. Taking our shoes off by the door.
"My mom isn't home, so we can study in peace." He said leading me to a door with an All Might sign on it. It had Izuku written on it. He opened the door, revealing his bedroom. It looked like a fucking All Might store. I laughed. He looked up at me, embarrassed, his checks red.
"Fucking nerd." I said as we sat down on his bed. I pulled out my homework and started working on it. Deku was scribbling in his note book, muttering. I fucking hated his muttering. I grabbed the note book from his hands.
"Hey give it back." He complained, as he tried to get it out of my hands. We started a pattern. I would go high, he would jump. I would go low and he would hit hid head on the ground. Never even touching the book, I found this amusing.
"Why the fuck aren't you using your abilities? Do you even have abilities?"
"I just don't like to use them." He said, looking at the ground.
"Don't believe it, how can a pimp like you be double S rank?" I shot him a devilish glare. I started using my quirk. Destroying the note book. His eyes went from bright and lively to empty. He looked crushed. For some reason I didn't feel pride like usual. It pulled my on heart. I don't know what I was feeling as he was crying but it was more than just regret. It was something else.
Deku sat on the floor crying for a good amount of time. Not once did his teary eyes glance up at me. He was touching the cover gently. He treasured the book I just destroyed.
"Get out!" Deku said finally looking up at me. He then started checking threw the note book pages. I looked into his eyes and shook my head.
"Get out!" This time he grabbed my wrist. He somehow pulled me towards him. I fell on top of him. It felt natural. I liked it. I felt a blush threw my face.
"Get off me!" He said, more quietly, almost subductive . I did, but I didn't really want to. I then grabbed my bags and left. Not wanting to cause any more damage. He probably hated me after that.
I went home to my crazy ass mom. Regretting what happened at Deku's. As I reflected the moments, from his inability to open a door to him somehow being strong enough to push me from a sitting position. I liked all of him, everything that nerd did.
But with all things reconsidered I didn't regret that day, spending time with Deku. It prepared me for the next time I would visit him, but as Ground Zero.
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