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Lately, sleeping on the couch in the living area of their shared apartment had become a common occurrence for Izuku and Katsuki. Not that they had spoken about it, but Izuku appreciated being able to sleep with someone else in the room. As uncomfortable as the couch may be, he preferred having a kink in his neck or a sore back over waking up in the middle of the night from his nightmares about the people he couldn’t save.
He knew Katsuki felt similarly, but he would never really admit to that aloud. God, this was uncomfortable.
“Hnng” Izuku paused as he went to rub the sleep out of his eyes, partially because there was an unfamiliar weight smothering him, but mostly because his arm was quite literally trapped underneath the mass on him. Oh well, he might as well just-
He blinked quickly, the black fading away from the edges of his vision. When the world finally came into focus he was met with a face full of spike-y blonde hair.
Oh.
Izuku felt a chill run through his body as he realized the compromising position he was in.
It wasn’t inherently compromising, friends could cuddle and share couches- but at least for Izuku’s mental stability, this was compromising. To have Kacchan, sound asleep on his chest was something out of his wildest dreams.
Of course, they were roommates, hero partners, and some might refer to them as best friends but… Every time Kacchan showed him some form of vulnerability like this- it was- well it was very overwhelming.
Fuck okay, he was being weird now. All he needed to do was remove Kacchan without him waking up.
Deku slowly began to extract his arm from between them, as soon as his arm was free he felt the body above him stiffen.
“Mmmmng” Kacchan pressed his face into Izuku’s chest and let out a heavy sigh.
Fuck. How could he not be in love with him?
Izuku slowly pressed himself up against the back of the couch. He wiggled his way up into a semi-sitting position but this left him face to face with Kacchan’s sleeping face right beneath him.
He looked so calm and peaceful like this- nothing like his usual snarling features. ‘
As he continued to try and remove Kacchan’s arms from around his waist he found that Kacchan’s grip was almost like that of a sloth clinging to a tree as it slept.
“Nnnnnn- dekuuu”
Izuku froze. That sounded more awake than before. His heart was hammering in his chest. He and Kacchan had come a long way since UA but he was still unsure of how the blonde would react to their current situation.
“Deku. fucking quit it”
Wait. What?
“Kacchan?” He prayed with every ounce of his body that he was just sleep talking.
“Deku seriously mm just trying to sleep please for the love of god- just fucking lay back down.”
“Huh?” This. What? He wasn’t mad? Or upset? “Kaccha-”
He was silenced with a warm hand clamping over his mouth. “Kmhchan!”
Deku’s heart felt like it was going to beat itself out of his chest. He could feel the way his fingers pressed against his lips- and how warm and surprisingly soft the others’ hands were.
The panic was rising in his chest- on one hand he could just go along with it and lay back down- but on the other hand he felt like he was going to die if he was stuck underneath Kacchan any longer. The only obvious solution came to mind.
Izuku stuck out his tongue and licked a long wet stripe across Katsuki’s hand.
“Did you just fucking lick me-” Kacchan was definitely awake now. “You little fucker- you- what the fuck!”
Izuku was already halfway across the room and on his way to the kitchen to find a weapon to defend himself with.
Izuku grabbed the first thing he could find, which happened to be a spray bottle of windex, but it was going to have to suffice. He thrust the bottle out in front of him as a shield, ready to spray Katsuki if he got too close.
Katsuki stepped into the kitchen, eyes full of exasperation.
“Are you planning on spraying me when I’ve been bad? like a goddamn cat?”
Izuku hesitated, debating. “No! Of course not”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and grabbed the bottle out of the other man's hands. “What’s got you so defensive nerd? Something to hide?”
Izuku just crossed his arms and glared back at Katsuki, unwilling to respond. Katsuki just glared right back, and Izuku knew he was fucked. Izuku pressed himself back until his back bumped their fridge.
“What was going on back there? What’s so wrong about taking a nap?” Kacchan’s tone was teasing- but that did nothing to settle Izuku’s nerves.
Izuku didn’t answer the other man as he looked around for another escape route.
When he looked back into those red eyes he felt himself cave just a little bit.
he found himself mumbling under his breath. “It’s just…”
“Just what Deku?” Kacchan was close now, way too close to be comfortable and Izuku felt his skin heating up like he was a space heater.
“Gggg” Deku mumbles, doing his best to avoid looking down at Katsuki’s lips.
“I didn't quite catch that, speak up.” Kacchan leaned in even closer, as though to hear him better. Izuku’s heart stopped. His brain blanked out and-
“Gay.”
Katsuki blinked.
Izuku blinked back.
Kaccahn’s warm lips were on his in an instant and Izuku nearly fainted. Kaccahn was kissing him. Right now. In the middle of the kitchen.
Oh my god
Izuku blinked once before closing his eyes and kissing the other man back viciously. He couldn’t believe Kacchan had gotten the first move- not fair! He slid his hands onto Katsuki’s hips, pressing harshly at the hem of his shirt. Kacchan was perfect, as usual, and groaned hotly into Izukus mouth. He took the opportunity to press his tongue into Kaccahns mouth, moaning at the way he tasted. Izuku could do this forever.
But then it was ending all too soon and Katsuki was pulling back- he didn’t move far, just slightly out of reach where Izuku could still feel his breath on his lips.
“Yeah, pretty gay.”
Izuku grinned.