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“So, you guys are finally together then, huh?” Shinsou hummed. Katsuki glared sharply at him, one hand stuffed in his pocket and the other tangled in Izuku’s hand. They’ve been going out for a few months, now, but they decided not to tell anyone until now.
It wasn’t like it was embarrassing or anything, Katsuki was proud of who he was dating- but it was still new. He was new to all of this and Izuku was still new to all of this. They needed time to settle- to get used to their new dynamic.
They’ve been on all sorts of dates- to restaurants, the beach, and a nearby aquarium. (Katsuki really likes aquatic animals. Most of the time he pays for these but Izuku’s the one who planned and took him out on the last one, pampering Katsuki until he was decked out in Octopus shirts and shark pajama bottoms and dolphin clip on earrings. They got fake-married with Sea turtle rings.) Spent time watching movie’s at the other’s house until late in the night.
They texted more. Called more. Found new hobbies and interests to bond over.
It was just nice.
“Yeah!” Izuku grinned brightly, “It’s been great! We’re really-”
Whatever he’s about to say gets cut off as Shoto steps forward, leveling Katsuki with an intense glint in his eye. Katsuki feels his sweat drop, one shoulder noticeably colder than the other under Shoto’s quirk influence.
“I’m proud that you got together.” Shoto begins, nodding. “But if you ever hurt Midoriya again I am going to drive a stake through your heart.”
Besides him, Shinsou snorts, shaking his head. “You’re ridiculous.” Is all he says.
Izuku sputters, coming up at Katsuki’s side and frantically waving his hands. “It’s not like that! We’ve been doing really well and Kacchan wouldn’t hurt me again- I wouldn’t let Kacchan hurt me again. I don’t need your protection, Shoto.”
Shoto glances at Izuku before sighing, allowing his hands to drop to his sides. “Very well.” He states, sniffing. Katsuki gets the distinct impression that he’s more disappointed that he doesn’t get to beat him up than anything else. Or insult him. It could go either way with the guy. There’s been several times that he’s gotten pissed at Katsuki and just chose to freeze his feet to he ground and leave him standing alone for hours on end.
Could Katsuki easily use his quirk to get out? Yes, and he did, thank you very much. But the point still stands for Shoto’s intention.
“So, what’s your guys’s plans now?” Shinsou hummed. Katsuki prepared to rattle something off about going to meet with his parents tonight with Izuku. His hag managed to find out quite soon after they officially started dating, demanding he come over once a week for dinner. He’s interrupted, however, when Shoto speaks up.
“Actually,” He started, “I need to leave soon. My friend, Dabi, wants to talk to me. I think we’re becoming best friends.” He glances up at Katsuki, “But don’t worry, he won’t replace you, as you were my first best friend.”
“I wasn’t worried.” Katsuki feels the need to input.
“Yes, you were.” Shoto corrects wrongly.
Katsuki scoffs, rolling his eyes and glancing down at Izuku, frowning at the grim look on the other’s face. There’s a hidden look there, like he knows exactly what Dabi wants to meet with Shoto for.
“Have fun!” Izuku says instead of whatever he’s got in his head. Shoto leaves a while later, and it’s then that he fills Katsuki in on what’s going on. “Endeavor had a son named Touya who went missing as a child. Everyone thinks he’s dead, but Dabi is Touya, just under disguise. I think Dabi’s finally going to tell Shoto that he’s his brother.”
…..
Dabi wasn’t worried. Why the hell would he be worried? He’s just waiting for his younger brother to show up, that’s all. His younger brother of who he is going to reveal his relation too after being presumed dead for almost a decade. Would he be mad? Pissed? He had the right to be.
But Endeavor was gone now. Shoto knew where Fuyumi and Natsuo and their mother were. Dabi was safe reconnect with them now- he didn’t need to worry about his father’s looming presence. It made him both nervous and hopeful at the same time-
He missed his mother like a limb. Her soft words and gentle touches were like fog in his memories- nothing more than mist. They were too long ego to properly grab or hold and he missed that. Missed her warmth that he just barely remembers.
“Ah, there you are. Are you going to punch me again?” Shoto appears at the park entrance, glancing around. There’s no one else here, leaving dark green picnic chairs scattered about. “Because that would be kind of unpleasant.”
“Nah, just here to talk.” Dabi waves him over, trying to settle his nerves. Shoto hums, taking the seat opposite from him. “Alright, look…”
And then he goes and explains everything. Goes over when he left and why. He goes over why he never returned, why he never reached out. Shoto was skeptical at first, asking him a few questions that made no sense- accused him of being a moon-shape-shifter- before finally falling quiet, digesting everything. His nose was scrunched up- not disgusted but… processing. Trying to work through all the pieces being presented to him.
Dabi expects him to be mad, but is surprised when, at the end of his speech, Shoto rounds the table and tackles him in a hug. Dabi blinks down at him before relaxing into the comfort, tightly hugging back.
He felt like things were finally going to be ok for him.
He’d go back with Shoto and would explain everything, again, to Fuyumi and Natsuo; they had different reactions, but the general consensus was that they were happy to see him. His mother was in tears, and if he was too then that was no one’s business but him and his family’s.
…..
Katsuki was trying desperately to ignore the weight in his arms and his chest. Izuku shifted idly, staring at the movie ahead. They were at the blond’s place, snuggled up on the couch with some hero documentary playing in the background.
Katsuki’s heart was racing in his chest, thumping determinedly against his ribcage as though it wanted Izuku to hear. Which it very much didn’t because the embarrassment was killing Katsuki. It truly, genuinely was.
It was just- Izuku was really, really, really cute whilst bundled up in blankets and taking in the documentary with such laser focus. His lips- soft, inviting- are set in a grim, understanding line as the reporter talks about the gruesomeness of the crime. Katsuki’s already watched this stupid documentary, he already knows that All Might’s going to come swooping in any minute now with the victim in hand.
He startles silently when large, green eyes drift over to him. There’re reflections of golden awe in his gaze, mouth parting. “You’re staring.” Izuku comments, eyes flicking over his face. “And, uh…”
“What?” Katsuki’s brows furrow at the flustered note the other’s tone has, still staring. So what if he stares? This is his boyfriend for crying out loud! He should be allowed to stare.
Izuku shifts, turning fully around while bringing his hand up to Katsuki’s cheek. Shit.
“You’re sparkling.” He whispers, breath fanning hot in the shared space. Izuku’s thumb caresses the tender flesh, small prickles of explosions scattering across the nail. It doesn’t hurt, nothing more than a little tickle, but Katsuki still reels back anyway.
He stars scrubbing at his face, muttering about how embarrassing that is for him. Whatever. So what if his cheeks have miniature sparks when his face is flushed? Who cares. He doesn’t care.
“No, no, no, Kacchan!” Izuku snorts, grabbing his hands and tearing them away. He leans closer into the other’s space, who’s heart jackhammers in their chest. “Let me see!”
And he does. Flickers of light illuminate harshly against the darkness, bouncing across pale, smooth cheeks and dropping to his chest and on the blankets and pillows. Nothing catches on fire- the flames aren’t hot enough- it’s really nothing more than brief pits of glitter.
Izuku’s thumb brushes deeper into his skin, awe shimmering in his eyes as sparks dance across his hand. It’s only getting worse with the intrusion of space- Katsuki feels like exploding the other and shoving him away until he was on the other side of the room but- well. He can’t.
Because Izuku is smiling.
A large, wide, broad smile that he doesn’t share often.
So Katsuki’s a little lost in awe, too.
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Izuku blinks, realizing himself, and flinches back, mouth snapping shut. Katsuki scowls, reaching forwards and poking him in the forehead. “Stop doing that. I like your smile.”
“It’s…” Izuku looks away, glaring at the wall. “It’s ugly, Kacchan. I look like a child.”
Katsuki snorts, rolling his eyes, “My… uh. Sparks,” he doesn’t know what to call them, “are childish as fuck. Are you telling me you never want to see them again?”
Izuku’s eyes sharpen defiantly and Katsuki smirks, raising a brow. “Exactly, fuck face. I… I like you. And I think you’re, ugh, pretty or whatever. With your stupid curls and stupid face and stupid smile.”
“You just called everything stupid.”
“Yeah, cus it is. Still nice to look at though.”
Izuku hits him in the shoulder, flopping back down against his side. Katsuki pretends like his cheeks aren’t still flickering. “You’re, uhm, pretty too. Kacchan.”
Does Katsuki even still have a heartbeat? It’s definitely beating away- straight out his chest and right out the door. Holy shit. He’s not made for this at all- in any way, shape, or form. Would Izuku kill him if he just- dumped the other onto the floor and scrambled away?
Izuku turned back to him, shifting, before reaching up to brush his fingers back against his cheek, “You’re still sparkling.” He informs.
“You’re still being cute.” Katsuki bites without the heat he wishes it possessed. Stupid idiot. Stupid, green haired idiot with a gorgeous smile and heroic heart that he adores.
The document is long forgotten in the background, doing nothing but filling the waiting silence. Both of them are lost in the other’s features- Izuku’s smiling again, lopsided, with that imperfect smile that makes Katsuki wants to dump him in a river (affectionately).
They’re close, inches apart. Breath shared in a thin space that leaves no room for separation.
Katsuki’s flick over the other’s lips, and doesn’t miss how Izuku’s eyes does the same. He’s forced to swallow down his heartbeat, tongue swiping over his lips in barely concealed nerves. And excitement. But also, he’s absolutely freaking out.
“Can I-?” He asks, voice hoarse. Izuku nods rapidly, closing the distance without a word.
Their first kiss is awkward and clumsy- it’s not like either of them has done this before. But somehow, it’s perfect, basking in the other’s being and just- being this close. It’s nice and it’s pleasant and it’s driving him crazy.
They pull away once, catching their breaths, before Katsuki’s smashing their lips together once more, a pleased sound shared between them. This one is better, and fuck Katsuki could get used to this.
The do eventually pull back, flustered and panting, before turning to the documentary without actually listening to it. And if they share a few more kisses? Well, that’s no one’s business but their own.
….
WannaBeAllMight has gone through many changes over the years. It releases its next update the day before UA, partnered with Hawks who’s fully taken over the hero commission. Most of it is silent, and nothing changes outright, but the public shifts and changes. Grows. There’s still issues, still struggles, but the handling has obviously improved for anyone who pays attention.
The update is a simple one at the top hero’s idle request. It’s even a little silly, if you will. A marriage update that lets you link someone’s username under a partner slip in your account profile. It doesn’t seem befitting of nothing more than a hero platform, but the feature is very quickly made use of.
GBAMxWBAMAM
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@ GonnaBeAllMight and @ AllMight have the marriage status omfg are they together??? Have our prayers been answered? I’m going to freak out I’m so happy. Agfhaahfljahlaljhjha
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AllMight
>> That was quick, we just did that omg. But yes! We’re back together and we’re very happy : ) <3
GonnaBeAllMight
>> HAAHH?? WHY THE HELLL DO YOU CARE STALKERS
ShotoTodoroki1
>> I knew they were married this entire time
Tiredcats
>> It was inevitable they got back together eventually tbh
CHARGEBOLT
>> HELL YEAH IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM
BloodSucker
>> @ Uravity WE NEED TO GET MARRIED NOW TO
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Uravity (reply > BloodSucker)
>> OMG YESS
Hawkzofficial
>> Heh, that was my doing
Darkshadow
>> Love blooms, wilts, but can grow again into a new, flourishing garden
WBAMAllMightFan
>> OMG I noticed too I’m so ecstatic!!!!!! AllMight has inspired me so much and I’m so glad to see that he’s found happiness!!!!
GBAMFan
>> About time I was actually getting worried haha. Glad to see everything worked out in the end!
Invisigirl
>> YIPPEEEE
CrimsonRiotFan
>> Aw I’m so happy for you guys!
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AllMight wouldn’t post as often, busy with hero school and boyfriend duties and unable to elect time to the old, online website that he grew up on. His name would still be known across the platform, his analysis would forever come up in discussion, and while he was no longer on the top of the leaderboard, the friends he made still remembered his name.
“Aw man, I can’t believe this!” Mina outcried, running down the hall. It’s been a few months since UA’s dorm was implemented after Bakugou got kidnapped by the league of villains. They’d all been successfully caught, but it never hurt to be cautious. “Guys! You’re never going to believe what happened.”
Most of the class was gathered in the common room. Hagakure was on the couch playing Uno with Ojiro- Mina quickly sat beside her. They became quick friends earlier in the school year after realizing they’d met online a lot earlier.
“What’s going on?” Kirishima frowned, cocking his head.
“You know that one website, WannaBeAllMight? Well, it’s coming out with a first-come-first-serve merch! There’s a golden hoodie for anyone who gets their first and a silver for anyone who gets there after the first two orders. All the rest are bronze. They don’t look bad, actually. Anyway, it’s coming out at midnight!”
“You don’t plan on staying up that long, do you?” Iida shouted from the side, “That would be highly irresponsible! We have exams tomorrow!”
“It’ll be fine!” Midoriya piped up from the corner. He and Bakugou were sharing one of the seats, hip to hip and being disgustingly affectionate. They’ve been dating since before the school year, and they were a terror. A true nightmare whenever they were paired together in training. “One night isn’t going to hurt us.”
“Yo, are you on WannaBeAllMight!?” Denki asked, rising from his seat and tugging out his phone, “Dude! You have to share your account with me we could be best friends!”
“Ah, I don’t really post that often anymore.” Izuku scratched the back of his neck while Bakugou snorted softly off to the side, hand pressing against his lips to conceal… Mina doesn’t know, but she’s keeping an eye on him.
“Nonsense, man, come on.” Denki pushed, waving his phone around and badgering for the username.
Eventually, Midoriya conceded with a sigh, nodding his head. “Alright, alright. It’s, uh, AllMight.”
Silence engulfed the room. Midoriya bit his lip, mirth glimmering in his eyes.
No one speaks, processing the information, before going wild. Demanding answers and what the fuck- They’ve been his friend- have looked up to him- since before school? Their classmate was one of the most famous people from that website? It was ludicrous to think about.
Eventually, after Bakugou stops cackling because, obviously, if Midoriya is AllMight then Bakugou is GonnaBeAllMight, he grabs his boyfriend’s hand and tugs them upstairs away from the uproar.
Shoto turns to them once their gone, shrugging. “I knew the entire time.”
They push their questioning onto him next.
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[Chat]
GonnaBeAllMight
>> Hey shitface
> What the hell do you think you’re doing ordering two goddamn hoodies
> You know your giving that to me, ya loser wannabe
AllMight
>> It’s not my fault you didn’t get here fast enough!
GonnaBeAllMight
>> Kill yourself
AllMight
>> I know you don’t actually mean it but one of these days I AM going to report you just so I can laugh in your face when your account gets suspended
GonnaBeAllMight
>> Report me and I’ll kill you
AllMight
>> LMAO, you won’t be able to find me because I’ll move to another country
GonnaBeAllMight
>> I’ll still find you. There’s nowhere that you can go where I won’t chase after you
(The next day Izuku comes down baring one of his brand new, golden hoodies to his boyfriend. Katsuki scoffs at him, says he could have just bought it himself, but slips it on. Honestly, he’s just glad that they match.)