(Katsuki stamps down the urge to resist the fussing. Half because he really wasn't feeling all that with it, and half because he realized that Izuku needed this too. By now, Ground Zero had settled between his legs like any good pet would and had her head nestled on his leg.)
I'm glad you're my soulmate, Izuku. (They had spent enough time pussy footing around that reality...) Maybe that shit has to do with why I found my way back here.
O-oh. Yeah, I mean...I know we kept not...talking about it, but um. It made sense whenever I thought about it. We've been like that since we were kids, haven't we?
[ Izuku sits on the bed, taking Katsuki's bad hand to start rubbing. ]
Yeah, we have been. (They were literally always obsessed with each other. He watches Izuku rub his hand, grimacing at first, but after a few seconds, he relaxes.)
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I'm glad you're my soulmate, Izuku. (They had spent enough time pussy footing around that reality...) Maybe that shit has to do with why I found my way back here.
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[ Izuku sits on the bed, taking Katsuki's bad hand to start rubbing. ]
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Wouldn't want it to be anyone else.
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[ For Katsuki's hand in marriage or whatever. ]