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He pushed his fingers inside his hole, wincing at the soreness that had come from last night’s events. Izuku groaned, a light tinge sending shivers throughout his body at the sensation of his own fingers spreading his hole. He was currently digging cum out, a mix of embarrassment and frustration coiling in his stomach and chest. He had bumped into the blond and his friend, and, because life seemed to have a blast at making him suffer, made him drop his phone to shatter on the ground. And now he was squatting in his shower, digging cum out of his ass hole, because for some reason, getting fucked all over would serve as payment for a broken phone.
“I’m such an idiot…” He whimpered as he squiggled his finger inside, turned it and dug out the slime. It dribbled from his hole onto the tiled floor, washed away with water in a silvery stream. He sighed and pushed, glad for the first time in his life, that he was a sex toy enthusiast who kept his ass clean and nicely stretched.
Izuku Midoriya was a 23 year old transfer student who had a fixation with anal stimulation and was a virgin until yesternight. After he was satisfied with himself, he got up and finished showering, brushed his teeth, pulled his head back with a teal colored bandana and gave himself a nervous smile.
“Come on Izuku… You’ll make the team today!” The soccer team was something he was looking forward to. He pushed last night to the back of his mind and decided that today he would start with a clean slate. He had lost his virginity to two drop-dead-gorgeous dudes whose names he did not get and actually passed out from how delicious his orgasm had been. But that was neither here nor there. Well, he did recall the blond calling the redhead Eijirou and the redhead call him Kats, but that was better than nothing.
Buzz.
[Uraraka:] Hey Izu-chan let’s grab breakfast together. ♥
He smiled at the message and typed his reply. Putting on his lucky red sneakers and making his lucky dance, Izuku headed to the tryouts, he aimed to make it to the team, and make a name for himself.
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Maybe he was not as lucky as he thought. Izuku was certain that he made it to the second part of the draft. He had excelled at every single challenge, not only pulling through the sadistic tryouts, but also by being able to be outstanding in the almost tyrannical routine set out by the team’s captain. The captain who turned out to be none other than the redhead from yesternight. The co-captain you may ask? The blond that had fucked his brains out. He groaned, pulling his shirt over his shoulder and wrapping it around his neck.
“Hello hello” He heard coming from behind him. He turned around abruptly, expecting one of those two tyrants, but was almost relieved when he saw one of the guys that had been rather good at the tryouts. Izuku raised his hand and waved at the rather friendly looking blond.
“H-hi!” He squeaked, feeling that golden gaze scrutinizing him. His hands went to cover his exposed chest, suddenly feeling like he was showing too much.
“My name’s Izuku Midoriya” He kept his smile intact, unsure as to why he was suddenly feeling flustered. The blond was smirking, one brow quirked up and his eyes shamelessly scanned him up and down.
“You were killing out there little guy” The blond was not much taller than Izuku, and for some reason, the green-haired found his combination of words funnier than they were. He giggled and relaxed, letting his shoulders drop.
“Thanks, I can say the same about you. Those two are rather… Ruthless…” He dropped his voice to a mumble at that last statement, his mind flashing to the memory of crimson eyes regarding him, his mouth and ass full to capacity.
“Yeah, but… I got to be honest… It’s kinda… Hot…” The blond’s eyes did not leave Izuku, and for a moment he wondered if the blond was testing him, stepping carefully on unusual socialization waters.
“The… Workout?” He tested. At that, the blond closed the distance between them, pinning Izuku against the locker with his not-so-much bigger body. He was sure that if it came to it and he shoved the other man, he'd surely win that brawl.
“Sure” He was grinning widely, his eyes exploring the plains of Izuku’s body shamelessly. The green-haired swallowed. Were all the people in Japan this intense? He had advances made more times since he arrived at this school than he had his entire life in the USA.
“Wanna eat with me?” The blond asked, his voice mischievous, his tongue trailing over his upper lip.
“S-sure…” The blond’s expression lit up, and before he pulled back, he pulled Izuku’s headband back, letting his long curls fall over his cheeks and shoulders.
“That’s real nice” And twirling the headband on his finger, the blond headed to the showers. Izuku was frozen in place for another moment before he continued with his own routine, thinking to himself that college here sure was weird.
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He had no idea how he had managed to bluff such confidence.
Sure, Denki was no shy little boy, but the way he had aggressively made a move on that cute boy was surely something new. He was enjoying the giddy feeling it brought him to know that his advances were well received, and for a moment he wondered if it was because the kid was a foreign student.
“Doesn’t matter” He chimed, the water falling over his head refreshing his body. The boy had agreed to go eat with him and he would make sure to put his good looks and charming personality to use.
“Almost done!” He sing-sang, turning the water off and coming out of the steaming shower.
“Kay” The green-haired had a voice as sweet as his face was. Denki moved to the locker where he had placed his change of clothes, taking Izuku’s headband with him. He came to a halt when he saw a tall figure looming over him, a wide, pale and strong back blocking his view. He bit his lower lip and grinned, the confidence boost and high from earlier making his body move on its own, one slim finger tapping on the shoulder of that imposing body.
“Excuse me…” He said in a sultry tone, lifting a golden brow as the other turned to meet his eyes. Tired lavender eyes clashed with his, a scowl that was drawn on those sharp features hardening. Denki wanted to turn and run out of there, but he was a man and dammit all if he ran away like a coward. Bluff your way out of this one man!
“Seems like you’re blocking my locker gorgeous” He slurred the last word, which earned him a confused look from the tall, purple-haired man. Denki’s heart leapt from his chest, when his remark was met with a smirk.
“Seems that way... What are you going to do about it shorty?” The man’s deep voice did things to Denki’s legs that defied all laws of biology and physics. His confidence evaporated and he was left a speechless idiot.
“Eh… Err… Umm.. My… Clothes… I’m naked… I need to dress your hot back… MYSELF” He wanted to be swallowed by the floor and spat somewhere else in the world. His ears filled with the sound of a low chuckle.
“OI! Quit ya’r blatherin’ we got things to do!” The voice of the co-captain boomed from somewhere behind Denki. The purple-haired rolled his eyes at that and looked back down at Denki.
“See you later shorty” The baritone voice left him frozen in place, his eyes left to trail the departing back of this sexy ass guy who had just flirted? With him.
“I’m ready…” the tiny guy from before was standing behind him. Denki was flushed all over, but there was no way he was going to let this other man see him so flustered, he had a façade to keep. He was, after all, going to make the most of his last college year and get laid as much as was possible without dying (or getting a disease… Oh dear god…).
“Gimme five cutie” He slipped back into confident Denki.
He was definitely getting laid this year.
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“Did you see him move!!!? Kats!! That guy… Oh my god! I think I’m fucking in love! Those freaking curls and hair pulled away from that angelic face!!!” The blond rolled his eyes at his friend, going over the files for each of the team tryouts participants. He eyed the transfer student’s photo and his rather interesting stats. He had been pissed that he had woken up to the redhead and himself alone in bed, the asshole had slithered away like a snake from them.
“Yeh…” He replied. Eijirou was right, the guy was amazing. He was fast and had excellent reflexes. He was definitely cut out to make it on the team. Izuku Midoriya.
That was good, very good.
“That explains those legs… And his ass…” Eijirou was laying down, a dreamy look in his face. Katsuki could see the appeal, but he found it little concerning that his friend was so enamored with this little nerd since the moment he laid eyes on him.
“He did have a great ass” The blond remarked, closing his file and going over the next one. He was not about to admit to Eijirou that he was mad that the nerd had left them like discarded condoms.
“Denki Kaminari? He was second to Izuku on everything. He looks witty and he was quick on his feet as well” Eijirou took the file from Katsuki’s hand, his eyes studying the blond’s stats.
“You think he can hold his own out there? He was fast, but he’s so small” Katsuki took another file. Eijirou shrugged his shoulders.
“Izuku is tiny as well” He added.
“Yeah, but that damn nerd is a powerhouse. Did you happen to pay attention Shitty hair?” Katsuki had the feeling that that wasn’t the case as for his friend was blushing. He scoffed, baffled at the audacity.
“Figures. You were too busy checking him out ah? Useless” The blond mumbled. He had been checking the damn nerd out as well, but he was not some lust ridden pervert who could not overlook certain… Bodily aspects.
“Well, none of these extras made it halfway… So, this year, only those two morons made it.” Katsuki tossed the other files away. His eyes moved to Eijirou, who was still eyeing Midoriya’s file.
“Oi! Damn moron, stop staring at his damn picture, he’s made it to the team” The redhead smiled widely and handed the file to Katsuki.
“So… That calls for an initiation.” He sounded conflicted and Katsuki raised an eyebrow at that.
“What’s that face for? Ain’t ya happy that the damn nerd made it to the team?” The blond rasped. Eijirou sighed and his shoulder sagged visibly.
“Yeah, not so thrilled at having him initiated tho’” He murmured. Ah, that… The blond had completely forgotten about the postponed ceremony of initiation.
“Well, tradition is tradition. Unless you wanna go tell him that he didn’t make it to the team?” The blond crossed his arms over his chest and waited for Eijirou to gather his composure. The redhead let out another sigh and gave Katsuki a resigned look.
“Supposed that’s okay. We don’t really touch them so…” He reasoned and Katsuki was satisfied with that.
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Inside the locker room, Katsuki did not miss the small green-haired nerd entering one of the showers. Eijiou however did not see that, his eyes caught elsewhere. The tiny blond that had made it to the team was standing face to face with Hitoshi, his slim frame looking extra small by the other towering him. He noticed the nervous demeanor coming off the blond and thought it weird that Hitoshi was being so… Flirty? With the other man. Whatever was happening looked pathetic.
“OI! Quit ya’r blatherin’ we got things to do!” He called out from where he stood. Eijirou nudged Katsuki on the shoulder.
“They were having a moment” He snickered.
“I don’t give a shit.” The blond’s eyes shifted once more when the familiar head of green curls that were loose and framing that soft face. He held his breath, waiting for a reaction from the guy, anything that signaled recognition of the previous events. But nothing, nada, zilch, zero. The guy was as fresh as a cucumber.
“OI LISTEN UP!” He boomed, deciding it was best to ignore the gnawing anger. Eijirou did not flinch, unlike the rest of the extras inside the room.
“Pay attention! Those who cut it to the team, come to the 4th floor of the Alpha building at exactly 10:00pm. Bring a towel. Now dismissed!” His eyes caught the greenette watching them, quickly averting his gaze and a clear flush painted his cheeks.
Damn right fucking nerd.
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From what Izuku could gather, Denki was just another dork trying to get by. The guy was a total airhead with an amazing sense of humor.
“So you single Uraraka?” The brunette smiled and showed her pretty hand, a silver band adorned her ring finger. The blond’s smile dropped once his eyes landed on the accessory.
“Actually just got engaged!” She chirped. Izuku smiled at her and squeezed her shoulder. He loved Ochaco so much. They met back in Middle School and have been close since, even after he moved to USA.
“Aw man! Everyone’s either taken or way out of my league” He sipped loudly on his drink. Izuku shot a look at the blond. Does he think I’m out of his league? The guy had been hitting on him hard in the locker room and suddenly stopped, so he wondered why that was. Asking would be too presumptuous though.
“What? My friend Izuku here ain’t taken” the brunette giggled and gestured to Izuku, all of him, as if he was a prize.
“Yeah, and he’s already claimed…” The blond pouted, resting his head over the table. Both Izuku and Ochaco exchanged a confused look.
“Claimed? N-no…. I’m not… claimed” He mumbled, a flash of a certain blond creaming his ass conjured in the eye of his mind, simultaneous with the memory of the redhead’s taste on his mouth. Denki gave him a bored look.
“That tall blond guy… And the captain… They were both eating you up with their eyes… Don’t blame them…” Denki made a point to glance up and down at Izuku. His blood pooled on his cheeks and his hands shook.
“Katsuki? Eijirou? Really?” Ochaco added looking at her friend, and much like Denki checking him out. Katsuki? Kats? Ah… I see. He thought to himself before he noticed both people watching him closely.
“Stop it you two! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” He was so flustered. These two had no idea of what had transpired and here they were mocking him. He covered his face with both hands.
“Oh Izu-chan, you’re impossibly cute” Ochaco pinched one of his flushed cheeks.
“Anyways… What you think it’s going to happen in the initiation? I’ve heard those can be brutal…” Denki straightened in his seat. Izuki sobered a little, recalling that he had that ceremony happening in the same room he had “paid” for the broken phone.
“Well, just get ready for whatever it is.” Ochaco told them both.
The trio finished their drinks in silence.
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When the sky was already black and the clock hit 9:45, Izuku and Denki made their way to the room in silence. Neither spoke, both carrying their towels tightly pressed against their chests. Exchanging nervous looks, they entered the room. No one was inside yet and Denki visibly relaxed.
The minutes seemed to stretch endlessly. Izuku hated to know that Denki was so stressed, it made him feel on edge as well.
“I’m single, you know? And not “claimed” like you said” He had no idea why he was saying that, but he surely did not mind the precept of maybe getting to know someone like Denki a little better. The blond raised both brows at that, a devilish grin quickly flashing over his features.
“You wanna make out or something?” The flirty side of Denki was definitely sexy. Izuku found himself simply shrugging his shoulders. The blond was caught a little off-guard, but licking his lip he sat closer to Izuku, his thigh touching the green-haired’s, the warmth oozing through it enticing. Placing a rather soft hand over his cheek, Denki turned Izuku’s face to him and pressed his lips against his. He did not waste much time before he was moving them, softly at first, just the friction of them. Izuku let a small moan escape him, and that seemed to rouse the blond, his lips became a little more desperate, his mouth opening and his tongue sliding over Izuku’s bottom lip. The rhythm was just right, and opening his mouth, Denki pushed his wet tongue inside, this time groaning himself, a hand moving to tilt Izuku’s head back. The two of them kissed sloppily, falling in and out of rhythm the more the heat increased and came to a stop when the door opened. The ash-blond was the first to enter the room, his eyes landing on them. Denki yelped and pulled back, putting his towel over his lap and pressing against it. The blond was frowning, his eyes pinned on the golden blond.
“Enjoying yourselves ah?” He growled the words. Izuku felt like a trapped deer and wondered once more, how the hell he ended up in this damn situation.
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Watching the two twinks making out was not what bothered him, not at all, it was the look on that nerd’s face upon being caught. Eijirou walked in soon behind him and the rest of the team shortly after.
“Well, well I wasn’t expecting the fresh meat to be so… Appetizing” Katsuki rolled his eyes. Shindo always had some shitty remark to make, although this was the first time it was actually something close to praise?
“Strip your damn clothes noobs” The blond commanded. Eijirou stood next to him, his eyes pinned on the greenette. The nerd was the first to go, stripping himself off his workout shorts and large shirt, his hands covering his “goods”. The blond took a little longer, his shirt quickly discarded, but the pants to be more of a struggle, and Katsuki could guess it was due to an erection caused by a make-out session.
“Now, you two proved to be worthy of joining the ranks. That’s top shit since this team is composed of the very best. Now, we’re all like brother’s in arms, and we’ve all had to endure hardships that have made us grow closer together.” Eijirou spoke with a commanding voice that was rare to him, but that burned Katsuki to the core, in a pleasant way.
“We’re here now, together, to brand you… It’s a way to call it. If you don’t think you can handle it, then you can walk out now.” The redhead moved his eyes from the boys to the door. Both the blond and the greenette looked confident and determined.
“Well, in that case… Guys…” The sound of zippers and fabric landing on the floor signaled that it was about to begin. Katsuki watched Izuku closely, seeing him avert his eyes, surprise adorning his face. Weren’t expecting that ah nerd? He untied the string of his joggers and pushed them down his thighs. He was getting hard already, the anticipation filling his cock with blood. He saw that Eijirou was the same, his cock already half-hard in his hand. He hissed when the redhead passed a hand over his hip, turning him to face the twinks, who stood in silence, covering their cocks. The rest of the team seemed eager, as if they had been waiting for this. It usually took them some time before they all managed to arouse themselves enough; but not tonight.
“On your knees you two” Eijirou commanded. Both boys yelped and proceeded to kneel down, awkwardly, neither wanting to expose themselves. Katsuki chuckled at that, moving closer his hand encircling his already hard cock, giving it a soft stroke as he allowed his eyes to skim over the freckled skin of Izuku’s shoulder.
“Fuck these two are so fucking pretty…” He heard Shinsou mumble from behind him. Soon the whole team was around the two small guys, cocks in hand, all stroking softly, eyeing the naked boys under them.
“Fuck… Look at that pretty mouth… Bet it’d look real nice wrapped around my cock” Shindo groaned, his hand working on a faster pace, his dark eyes glued on Izuku’s face. Katsuki scowled and Eijirou grunted, both watched the dark-haired.
“Calm the fuck down Shindo… You’re getting all riled up” Tomura groaned. The lanky player looked rather flushed himself, his cock hard against his hand, his eyes glazed over, skimming over both.
“Bet they’re virgins… My fucking lord…Look at that face” The team was enjoying this way too much for Katsuki’s taste. Kai was using one hand to pull at the skin of his dick, pulling it over the head, pre-cum coated his fingers while his other hand cupped his balls. He was also pinned on Izuku.
“I wouldn’t mind sitting you on my cock and have you ride it all night long ya know” Kai was the one who murmured the words. The dark-haired bore a smirk on his mischievous face, never failing to look like a predator ready to pounce. Katsuki watched the two noobs, their bodies stiff, their faces flushed, their eyes heavy with desire and lust.
“Guys… Come on… All that talk is just gunna make this end too fast” Mezo was always quiet during these “ceremonies” but here he was, of course, drawn to the whole ordeal.
“I think I’m taking that one on a date after that…” Fucking Half-half was in on it too? That was new, that bastard was almost asexual. Apparently not.
“Shaddup!” Katsuki growled, increasing the tempo on his cock. He realized that Eijirou was closer to the boys, his eyes fixated on the green eyes that were now watching him with an intensity that scorched. Eijirou’s mouth was open, he was panting heavily as he stroke his cock rather quickly, so close to Izuku’s face pre-cum dribbled over the creamy skin of his thighs.
“Fuck Eiji you’re so fucking close to them…” Shindo groaned, moving next to the redhead. The dark-haired moved one of his hand to touch the head of soft green curls, his fingers curling under the greenette’s chin, tilting his head upward. Izuku stiffened under him and when You raised the other enough for his cockhead to touch those plush lips, Katsuki stopped stroking his cock and shoved Shindo.
“What the fuck man!?” You’s reddened cock bobbed furiously at the shove as he tried to keep his footing.
“We don’t fucking touch them Shindo…” Katsuki’s rage was seeping over the edge. He realized that neither he nor Eijirou were too fond of having Izuku exposed to all these thirsty motherfuckers. But here they were, doing what they had to. He did not need for things to get out of hands.
“Fucker…” Shindo mumbled, his eyes darting back to the twinks, his hand going back to his cock to resume his pace.
“Well, I’m usually pretty chill, but he’s right… We don’t touch them” Hanta added. The black-haired regarded the golden blond, who watched in return with more interest than was necessary in public. The dark-haired shrugged his shoulders and moved to stand as close as he could to the guys without touching them, and stroke his cock faster, his eyes pinned to Izuku, his lip abused by his teeth.
“I’m going wreck you little man… Fucking spread you around my cock you won’t be able to walk for fucking days” Eijirou looked furious and Katsuki was feeling the same, but the fucker was abiding to the rules, barely bending them, but still within boundaries. Izuku looked nervous his eyes looking from face to face in the room, studying them all, until they landed over Eijirou’s. The redhead smiled at him, something between lustful and soft. Katsuki felt his stomach flip over at the sight, a tight feeling on his chest releasing warm through him.
“S’okay ‘zuku… No one’s going to touch you…” The redhead was panting, and soon Katsuki felt himself get closer, his mind going back to last night, to the sight of Izuku’s ass opening for his cock, that taut back exposed to him, those beautiful legs spread open. If that idiot Shindo had any idea he’d melt off jealousy. His balls twitched when he saw Izuku move his hand to grip his own twitching cock. He gave it a soft stroke, a bead of pre-cum coming out of the slit of his cockhead. Katsuki moaned at the sight.
“I wanna cum so bad…” The redhead groaned. It was not long after that, the room filled with the familiar orchestra of grunts, pants, moans and groans, the entire team nearing the peak of their orgasms.
“Fuck…” Tomura was the first to push his cock forth, his hand building a fast pace as his hot cum sprayed all over Izuku and Denki’s faces and hair.
“Fucking pussy” Kai followed, groans and a smirk followed by splatter of more silver cum, this time mostly landing on Izuku, who stopped stroking his cock when some landed on his eye. Mezo and Shinsou came almost simultaneously, both painting Denki’s face.
“Look at that… So pretty covered in cum….” The purple-haired groaned, a smirk drawn over his sharp features. Katsuki heard Denki whimper. The golden blond was also touching himself, almost desperately.
“Gunna cum baby boy” Shindo moved his hand to grip at Izuku’s shoulder, his cock spurting all over the freckled chest, the hot seed sliding down the pectorals to the abdomen, trailing further down.
“Can’t wait to fill you up…” He slurred as he milked himself dry, making sure every drop landed over Izuku.
“Fucker…” Eijirou mumbled, his eyes never leaving Izuku’s body.
“Gotta admit this fuckfest is rather interesting” This time it was Shouto, who had moved to the backside of the greenette, he held his reddened cock in place, and sprayed the boy’s back, continued to ride his orgasm, but shifting his cock to aim it at Denki’s.
“M’close” Katsuki was not going to be able to hold it in any longer. He panted, his heart hammering against his rib cage, the heat building in his stomach coiling to a tight spring that would soon unfurl. He moved close to the boys, his eyes pinned on viridian, his gaze ravishing the sight, those cum covered cheeks flushed.
“Open your fucking mouth damn nerd…” And for some reason he did not understand, the damn boy did. His pretty pink lips parted widely, his tongue peeking out. He was going to take it all.
“Fuuuck…. Take every single drop…” He hissed, the coil snapping and his orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave. He continued to stroke, ribbons of hot seed flying clumsily over to land mostly on Izuku’s mouth, the shots that missed target painting curls and cheeks and chin. Katsuki did not close his eyes, finding himself overtaken by the need to watch the guy take his cum and swallow it.
“Mmmmm” Izuku hummed, his mouth closing and his tongue licking over the skin of his face it could reach.
“That was fucking hot…” He heard Eijirou moan, the redhead stood next to Katsuki who watched his friend closely.
“Won’t you take my cum as well pretty boy?” He crooned. Izuku nodded almost desperately, opening his mouth once more like a good boy. Katsuki bit his lip, his eyes fixated on the pace Eijirou had on his cock. Mesmerized at the sight of it hardening even more, grow bigger until it came undone and he spilled his cum all over Izuku, his aim terrible. The redhead had closed his eyes as he also rode out his orgasm.
“Dammit!” He bellowed, his breaths coming in shallow intakes. Izuku once more closed his mouth, taking it all.
There was a moment of long silence. The team watched as Denki and Izuku finished themselves off, their cocks spurting all over themselves, their cum mixing with the mess all over their skins.
“Well, you’re already officially part of the team….” Eijirou mumbled, his tone of voice sleepy.
“That’s right! Clean yourselves and get ready cuz tomorrow we ain’t taking it easy on ya” The blond added, pulling his pants back on, tying the string to secure them in place. Denki and Izuku both got up on shaky legs, using their towels to wipe the skins.
“I didn’t know we could cum in their mouths” Shouto was looking at Eijirou and Katsuki. The blond groaned and rolled his eyes.
“Well, no one ever said that we could not. We don’t fucking touch them.” The dual-haired shrugged his shoulders, zipping up his jeans.
“Good to know. I’m going now. Pleasure to meet you two” He spoke in a bored tone. The room emptied rather quickly until it was the new guys, Eijirou and Katsuki.
“That was quite something” Denki slurred, wriggling his eyebrows at Izuku. The other man rolled his eyes and covered his face with one hand.
“You were trembling like a leaf ya pansy” Katsuki tch’d when Eijirou smacked him on the back of the head.
“Welcome to the team guys! Let’s do our best!” Eijirou never failed to sound so cheerful. He gave the two boys a beaming smile, but his eyes never parted from Izuku. This moron was crushing really bad on this pretty stranger.
Katsuki had to admit that he too, was crushing hard on the damn nerd.