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Well, you can come back later when you've learned to use a door properly! If you don't get out, I will make you get out.

[ Please do not turn this into a fist fight, Katsuki. ]

Don't fuckin' bother.

(Katsuki gets off of Izuku's bed and proceeds to storm out of his room. Before he leaves, he maturely slams the door shut behind him. Eat Shit, Deku!)

[ Sometimes!!! Katsuki is so! Infuriating!

...And also that conversation really didn't go anywhere whoops maybe Katsuki can try again later that evening or the next day instead? ]

(As if Izuku wasn't annoying! Damn idiot...

Katsuki fumes about this for the rest of the night. But of course, morning comes, and he goes for his morning jog and work-out. By the time he's back to cook breakfast, he's pretty much over it.

These two had too many fights in their lifetime for any of the smaller ones to do anything at all. He makes a mental note to use Izuku's door more respectfully.

He doesn't talk to Izuku until later in the day. As he's passing him in the hall, he reaches out and grabs Izuku by his bicep. Lightly.)

We still need to talk.

[ They argue about small things all the time. Izuku doesn't really go out of his way to chase Katsuki down either - just lets him cool off and figures they'll talk when they need to. Katsuki knows exactly when Izuku gets hungry after all. ]

Are you agreeing to stop kicking my door open? [ ...with potential future negotiations on it being allowed if Katsuki's hands were full with Izuku, but that isn't relevant yet. ]

You and your fucking door.

(He's sooooo annoyed with this dumbass. But all the same...)

Yeah, Deku, I'll open your door with my hands. Happy?

[ That was one of the smallest things he could have asked for ever Katsuki! Just be grateful for it! ]

Yes. Thank you. So what did you want to talk about? Should we go sit down?

Whatever...

(At this point in their relationship, Katsuki would likely do whatever Izuku asked even if he bitched and moaned about it the whole time.

But then he realizes that now they need to talk and with the whole brief fight, forgot how embarrassing the conversation was going to be. He starts to turn a bit red, looking away.)

...Probably will be a good idea, yeah.

Living room...?

[ Or Katsuki's room or what? ]

Doesn't matter.

(They lived alone so it wasn't as if anyone could walk in on this conversation. Plus he wasn't going to ask to do it now...And if it wound up that way...well...

They could figure it out.

He walks into the living room and gets himself comfortable on the couch.)

I just want to be pragmatic about our time here.

That...sounds serious?

[ Izuku takes a seat, straight backed and cautious. He never man spreads like Katsuki is prone to doing. ]

(He manspreads enough for the both of them. He stretches his arms over the back of the couch and drops his head back against the couch. It would make it easier than having to look directly at Izuku.)

I guess because it kind of is serious? (He's turning redder by the second.)

It's just...

(He pulls his head up, sighing, leaning forward again and rests his elbows on his knees.)

We keep running into similar situations. With um. You know.

[ Katsuki you're taking up like two thirds of the couch...Izuku is shooting him a puzzled look instead of an annoyed one though. ]

Um. Magic?

(Too bad! His ears flicker and he looks over at Izuku with a flat expression.)

Us getting horny. Dumbass.

[ Oh, well. Izuku goes bright red of course, eyes totally wide. They haven't...talked about it. Not really. It does happen, keep happening. Every time Izuku sucks Katsuki's blood and then just...some other times, too. ]

I'm so sorry!

Shut up! (He reaches out and grabs the back of Izuku's neck. He pushes his head down but it's not...really an aggressive gesture. It's sort of a shaking one, because. No.)

Don't fuckin' apologize. It's not your fault. (It was? But it also wasn't. Katsuki knew Izuku wasn't doing this stuff intentionally.)

I'm just saying that I don't want us to get into a bad situation where one of us...Does something to the other in a bad way. I don't...

(He grits his teeth and lets go of Izuku, staring down at his own hands.)

I don't want that to be some fucked up guilt thing that gets between us. (Not...after everything they have already gone through together.) I know you're always telling me you won't help me out after you feed on me 'cause I'm not in my right mind and...I appreciate that. I get why you're doing it.

(He did the very same to Izuku during the lightning bullshit.)

But I just want to make it clear that I'm...fine... if it's with you.

[ There's enough fucked up guilt shit between them already for a lifetime. They definitely don't need to go around collecting more...although Izuku's expression is a study in flustered and surprised and nervous and a million other things.

Holy shit. Katsuki's talking about having sex. Or are least giving him a hand job. Maybe reciprocal? ]

- You - you want to, um - you want to like - ?

(It was the responsible thing to do. They could keep ignoring it and ignoring it until it became too much to ignore, but Katsuki didn't want to risk that. He didn't want to put either of them in that position. Yeah, it was embarrassing as hell, but he valued his friendship with Izuku more than he valued some bullshit of self-perseverance when it came to his ego surrounding sex.

It's not like he cared about sex. He was too honed in on hero work to even think about dating. The only times he has ever jerked off in his life were quick, to the point, and just to release a bit of tension. He never made a production out of his sexuality the way like fucking Kaminari and Mineta did. Sex just didn't matter to him like that. He never fantasized about his first time (though he certainly had some wet dreams...involving...someone...sitting in the same room as him right now...). It just wasn't an issue for him. Not even a fantasy.

He just always figured it would happen when it happened and if it never happened, he didn't give a shit.

So to him? This wasn't worth possible tension or damage to their relationship. It was just getting off. People had sex with friends all of the time. If anything, he'd prefer it in this case.)

Yes. (He answers so easily. He sits back and finally closes his legs a little, feeling a bit more confident now that he has begun. He crosses his arms over his chest and stares ahead.)

I would rather do it with you than lose my mind and have some fuckin' perv come along. And I would rather you do that too. You're the naive kind of dumbass who would just- (He growls a little bit and squeezes his eyes shut.)

I just don't want either of us to get put in that situation. At least if we promise to stick this out together with each other, we can have some control on our side.

[ Has Katsuki thought about that much? About Izuku losing his head and having sex with someone else. Because...fair, considering the lightning event.

Izuku feels like maybe his heart is pounding out of his chest. Or maybe it actually stopped beating entirely? Can both of those things happen at the same time? Holy fuck.

He's...never thought about sex that much. Occasionally? In a vague way? But now it's right...here. In front of him. ]

I, um. I don't want my first time to be...helping you. While you're out of your mind.

(Truthfully, it was the lightning event that made him start realizing this danger extended beyond their feeding sessions, yes. It was one thing for Katsuki to lay there in agony with a boner for four hours, but it was something else realizing Izuku might get whammied by some bizarre horny lightning in public where anyone could come across him.

Nope.

He wouldn't want that to happen to any of his friends, but with Izuku, it went a hell of a lot deeper. Because he sure wouldn't offer this solution to just anyone but he doesn't need to think about that.

He looks over at Izuku when he speaks up, looking somewhat surprised.)

I don't want my first time to be that either. (So...) I'd prefer it if it was just us...(A vague gesture between them.) Being us.

[ He's about to short circuit. Izuku buries his face in his hands so he doesn't. Self combust. Is that a thing? He feels like it might be a thing, his cheeks are so hot. ]

I, um. So if we're going to. Um. B-being pragmatic is one thing but, um. Uh.

[ Oh God this is agonizingly awkward. ]

This is...not how I pictured, um.

(Katsuki was proud about how well he was doing this entire time. Really, he was. Then Izuku just...keeps talking!

He can feel himself starting to heat up because, well, he figures that Izuku meant he didn't picture his first time with Katsuki specifically. There's no helping that and he's not surprised even if he feels the most annoying amount of - something! Negative! He's not going to examine that too closely right now.)

What. Is it 'cause I'm a guy? (Yes, let's go with the safe route here. Izuku being straight was at least...kind of expected. So.)

Huh? I don't - I don't know, I - it was never that descriptive.

[ More...vague. And this isn't what he meant specifically about their genders although now he's distracted. ]

Is...is me being a guy okay?

(Katsuki stares at Izuku for a second before he winds up looking away. It's not something he ever figured he would tell anyone. Not for a desire to keep it secret but mostly because he felt it was absolutely no one's business. But asking Izuku to sleep with him did make it Izuku's business directly.

So. He scratches his arm for the sake of doing something with his hands.)

I don't like girls like that. If I was going to do this, it was always going to be with a guy. (In other words? Izuku's gender was absolutely not an issue for him.)

Oh! Oh, well, um. I don't think it's an issue for me.

[ At least that isn't the part that's making his brain stutter he doesn't think. ]

I just, uh, pictured it after like...going on a date. With like. Candles and music.

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