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kacchan bicep heart…drool πŸ‘…πŸ‘…
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"oi, careful. you're gonna fall off that damn counter." he positioned himself between izuku's legs. "cheesy fries, two burgers. got it." he gave his knee a squeeze before returning to the stove. "and yeah, i'll eat with you. ain't gonna leave you sittin' alone, idiot."
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜Noβ€” all that over kacchan’s burger!’ Once in the kitchen, I climbed on to the counter and sat down. β€˜Fries, cheesy fries.’ Swinging my legs. β€˜Make one for yourself too, Kacchan has to eat with me.’
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(smirking.) yeah, mostly. 'cept maybe i'll have another reason to drag your ass over to my place.
β™•οΈŽ β€… Shutting up instantly. β€˜No Iβ€” I just, what happens after? Do we just, be how we usually are?’
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"look at you. all that over a damn burger?" he snorted. "alright, alright. i'll make you a good one." he lightly ruffled izuku's hair before heading into the kitchen, pulling out a skillet. "you want fries with that, too? might as well feed you properly."
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜I want Kacchan to cook for me everyday! It’s the best!’ My arm wrapped around his shoulders when he steadied me, grinning sheepishly. β€˜To the couch!’ Leaning against him, letting out a little chuckle. β€˜Waitβ€” I want to watch you cook, kitchen!’
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(he rubbed the back of his neck.) . . if you don't wanna do this, say so. ain't gonna be pissed at you for it.
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜Uh- I don’t know, I’ve neverβ€” just you know, but with you I guess I wouldn’t mind, I mean we have known each other since we were in diapers so is there a need for a date? Unless that’s what you want to do, wait should we even be doing this?’ Is rambling.
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"yeah, genius. that's what i just said." he steadied him by the waist. "can't trust you to stand upright, let alone feed yourself." he adjusted the hoodie around his shoulders, crimson irises softening. "c'mon. let's get your ass on the couch before you break somethin'."
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜Hmm.’ Somehow getting the boxers on, but stumbling into the wall. Once he approached to put the hoodie on me, I stood still, sliding my arms in, I grinned widely. β€˜Really? Kacchan is going to cook for me?’
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(he tilted his head.) β€œdepends. you want me to take you out or take you back to mine?”
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜Ohβ€”β€˜ blinks, pursing my lips. β€˜Howβ€” does that work? Do we go to dinner first orβ€” just?’
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β€œyou're hungry now?" he glanced up. "could at least put some damn clothes on first." grabbing one of his hoodies, he waited until izuku had his boxers on before pulling it over his head. "there. now quit complainin'. i'll make you a burger."
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜I can do itβ€”β€˜ whining, but letting him loosen it. β€˜Thank you Kacchan.’ Once he walked out, I finished stripping and got under the shower. Five minutes later, I walked out with a towel around my waist and went to grab some boxers. β€˜I want a burger.’
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(a crooked grin pulling at his lips.) wouldn't be askin' if i didn't, dumbass.
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜U-uhβ€”β€˜ Swallows. β€˜D-did you want it to be?’ Squeaks.
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"oh, for fuck's sake. here." he unfastened the belt, stepping back the moment it came loose. "there. try not to drown in the damn shower." he stepped outside the bathroom, sitting with his back against the door.
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜Looked pretty.’ Humming, resting my head on his shoulder before relaxing. β€˜Hmm, can do that.’ Once on my feet, I grinned lopsided. Pulling my shirt off and tossing it aside, working on my belt, frowning slightly while concentrating.
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(crimson irises trail over his pink cheeks.) good to know. so, that offer still on the table?
β™•οΈŽ β€… Clearing my throat, a little awkward, biting the inside of my cheek. β€˜Noβ€” because. . . . Same.’ Looking up at him through lashes, cheeks pink.
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β€œoiβ€”! what the hell was that for?!" his face heated up. "you're lucky i don't drop your ass." he carried him into the bathroom, lowering him onto his feet. "need you to take a warm shower before you get sick, got it? i'll grab you some dry clothes."
β™•οΈŽ β€… β€˜Hmm, but you’re warm.’ Is soaked, clinging to him. Orbs catching the pink ears. β€˜Oh~ pretty colour.’ Bites the shell of his ear.
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(his smirk widened.) bisexual, actually. that a problem, nerd?
β™•οΈŽ β€… Emerald orbs snap back to his, realising how close we were. β€˜Youβ€” you’re gay?!’
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"oi, quit breathin' down my neck, dumbass." the tips of his ears turned faintly pink. "you're a real handful when you're drunk, y'know that?" he continued upstairs, keeping him in his arms.
β™•οΈŽ β€… Didn’t check my messages, but as soon as I heard him, I grinned. β€˜Kacchan!’ Arms wrapping around his neck once he lifted me up, burying my face in his neck. β€˜Thank you for coming for me.’ Mumbling.
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(he leaned closer, lowering his voice.) what makes you think i'm jokin'?
β™•οΈŽ β€… Blinks owlishly. β€˜. . . I… uhβ€”β€˜ Finger pulling at my collar. β€˜Don’t joke around Kacchan.’ Shifting my gaze.
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πŸ“²: shit, it's pouring out here. πŸ“²: stay put. i'm coming. he finds izuku curled up with his face buried in his knees. "c'mon, idiot. let's get you inside." he crouched down and lifted him into his arms, heading back inside.
β™•οΈŽ β€… πŸ“² am I? πŸ“² looks like mine. πŸ“² cold. After still trying to put my code in, I sighed and just sat on the floor against the wall, knees to my chest, and of course. . . It starts raining. Buries head in my knees.
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(leaning against a wall.) . . what exactly are you plannin' to do if i say yes?
β™•οΈŽ β€… Deep breath. β€˜Are you accepting the offer?’ Trying to flip it back on him.
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πŸ“²: YOU'RE AT THE WRONG FUCKING BUILDING. πŸ“²: AND YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'RE NOT A MESS? πŸ“²: don't move. i'll come get you myself. he grabbed his keys and headed downstairs, muttering curses under his breath as he made his way out of the building to retrieve the drunken idiot.
β™•οΈŽ β€… πŸ“² Nt a mess πŸ“² yesssssssss πŸ“² idk the dr is jammed Drops him my location, was in the wrong building all together, nearer to kacchan’s place. πŸ“² am here πŸ“² help.
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