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NUUUUUUUUU SOMEGET HIM ANOTHER.!
𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜𝑢'𝑠 𝑖𝑐𝑒-𝑙𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑦
Button Confessions
I suppose I will release this into the wild since I don’t know what else to add on to it and I may never get to add on to it. Inspired by THIS
Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia
Pair: Bakugou Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku
Summary: Izuku rushes to say the words in his heart before he misses his chance with Katsuki but Katsuki has given his heart away years ago.
Tags: Fluff, confessions
Button Confessions
Izuku craned his neck as he went up on tiptoe, frantically trying to look over the sea of people, struggling to spot that oh so familiar head of gold. This was his last chance, his last chance to say out loud the words he had held hidden in his heart for so long.
He’s wanted to say it many times before, the words on the tip of his tongue but the bonds of friendship once rent have been painstakingly mended and he doesn’t want to risk it all- these tenuous threads they have between them so gossamer thin and fragile, like spider silk.
Distantly he knows that people are talking to him, offering their congratulations, but he can't seem to focus on anyone or anything else. Everything is a distant blur of nebulous faces and voices that meld into one another. His eyes desperately sweep each face and figure, looking for one person and one person only.
The crowds part just then, and Izuku sees him standing with the people he is closest to in their class. There is Mina, Hanta, Kirishima and even Denki laughing joyously and clapping each other on the back in congratulations but Izuku doesn’t really look at them.
He alone holds all of Izuku’s attention.
He stands a little apart from them, slouching nonchalantly with his hands in his trouser pockets, handsome face set in a bored scowl. His high school diploma is tucked under his arm as he turns his head and glances about him casually, observing the crowd before leaning over to say something to Kirishima and turning towards the gates.
“Izuku..?”
“I’m sorry mum..,” Izuku stammers, heart in his throat. He just can’t keep up his calm act anymore. “I ..I need to go.”
Izuku breaks into a run as he pushes and shoves his way through the crowd, too desperate to feel bad for doing so as he tries to reach Katsuki’s side before he can slip away, like sand falling through his fingers.
“Kacchan! Kacchan, wait!” He gasps as he moves through the crowd.
He catches up to him below the sakura trees.
“Kacchan!” Izuku’s heart thuds wildly in his chest as Katsuki glances over his shoulder at him with a raised eyebrow.
“Kacchan wait!” He stops at that, half turning toward Izuku and shoving his hands in his pockets while he waits for the other teen to catch up to him.
“What is it, Deku?” He rumbles, voice quiet. Izuku’s face flushes as his eyes meet Katsuki’s russet ones but he is determined to do this - to say it once, just once, before Katsuki walks away from him.
“I..!” His voice dies in his throat as Katsuki’s uniform shirt catches his eye immediately, the collar more open then how Katsuki usually wears it, exposing his collarbone and part of his chest clearly.
Why would Kaccha..?
The question soon dies on his tongue as realisation sweeps over him. Of course. Why didn’t he do this earlier..?
There is one button gone - the button that rests right beside his heart.
He’s given it away to the one he loves..
Staring at it Izuku feels cold, as if someone doused him in freezing water. He feels light headed- his vision blurring somewhat as his stomach heaves, anguish making his heart burn with a sharp ache as if it was gripped in a painful vice as he stares dumbly at the shirt.
Katsuki shifts restlessly as Izuku stands frozen, eyebrows drawing together in a heavy frown of concern but Izuku doesn't see it. All he sees is that missing button.
“What the fuck is it?!” Katsuki snaps, slowly growing restless at Izuku’s continued silence.
“Ah.. y-you.. erm . Congratulations” Izuku says, biting his lip before he attempts to smile for his friend. Katsuki stares hard at him but says nothing in turn. “Ah, but you’ve given away your second button right?” Izuku mutters tremulously, glancing away. “I’m happy for you.”
“Shit.” Katsuki says with feeling as he looks at Izuku’s forlorn expression and realisation dawns. He growls under his breath before exclaiming “Ah fuck it!”
Izuku is taken by surprise and looks back at him as Katsuki sighs and curses before extending his arm, gesturing angrily at Izuku. “Give me your hand!”
“Eh? What..w-why?”
“Cut the crap?” he snarls. “Your hand!”
Izuku extends his hand slowly, timidly.
He feels it - something small, light and round falling into his palm and reflexively curls his fingers over them, two small somethings in fact.
He slowly uncurls his fingers to see two small metal buttons lying in the palm of his hand. He blinks slowly as realisation sweeps over him. “W-why..why did you give me two?” He asks, just to be sure.
Katsuki bristles at that. “Oi! what are you fucking concerned about?!” he snarls. “Shouldn’t you be moved to tears first?!”
When Izuku continues to say nothing Katsuki sighs before he leans away, bringing one hand up to rub at the back of his neck, a clear tell of his embarrassment. “Don’t you recognise it?” he asks slowly.
Izuku stares wordlessly at the buttons in his hand. “That extra one..,” He whispers half to himself, completely dazed. “W-was on the uniform of our middle school… wha?”
Katsuki moves up to stand before him. Overhead, pink petals fall in a soft flurry like snow. A gentle breeze plays through the air as the sunlight filters down through the pink blossoms overhead, making everything seem softer and more radiant.
“So. What do you think?” he asks, deep voice rumbling in his chest.
Izuku stares at the buttons cradled carefully in his hand as realisation sweeps over him, and the tears well up in his eyes. Kacchan’s act holds a special meaning – it is equal to a confession of his love for him.
“How long do you think I’ve been into you?” Katsuki asks quietly as he takes Izuku by the hand, pressing his fingers closed around the two buttons in his palm.
“Keep them safe. It is my heartfelt confession to you,” he says as he leans forward until his forehead rests against Izuku’s own. ”Izuku.”