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You don't need to apologize for that. I mean...well, I do get why it's happening. You've always wanted perfect victories, and me thinking other people are good looking or acknowledging in an alternate universe where neither of us made a move I might date someone else probably feels like an imperfect one.

[ Izuku's just been looking at it a bit differently. ]

But the thing is...You're my first kiss. And the first person I ever slept with. And the first person who ever told me they liked me. You're the first person I ever liked. You, um. You've already got a perfect victory record when it comes to me in every way that counts.

Yeah. 'Course it would be an imperfect one.

(He...loves you, Izuku. Katsuki has relaxed substantially though. He seems more embarrassed than angry now. Being able to talk about this honestly was...easier. Easier than assuming the worst from rhetorical questions.

He doesn't smile at Izuku's words, but there is a warmth that radiates from him that's somehow better than a smile.)

I want to keep it that way. (He moves his hands to grab Izuku by his hips and pulls him a bit close.)

...Erm. (He's never imagined himself getting this far but now that he IS here it would be stupid to...not...)

...Do you...want to be my boyfriend then? I'm asking you out.

[ Izuku thinks it's a perfect victory himself but there's something way more important right now.

Katsuki pulls him closer and Izuku slides his arms around the blond's shoulders. ]

Yes. As long as it's a reciprocal you're mine too thing.

That's a given.

(He pulls Izuku against him in a tight, desperate sort of hold. He never really thought they would get here, but fuck he's grateful.

But there's more than that. He slowly pulls back. He keeps his arms around Izuku, just looking at him for a second, his eyes wide. His tails were fluffing up behind him and he finally managed to clear his throat.)

I want to be your familiar too.

Really?

[ Okay maybe that one is less surprising than the dating part...Izuku's heart is still pounding, the beat wild on Katsuki's wrist. ]

I, um, I'd like that a lot. If you're sure! I don't want another familiar either.

Yeah. (His own heartbeat was pounding. But it wasn't as hard as it could have been. Katsuki knew he would have never been able to offer the bond to Izuku without clarifying this other shit first.

But now that Izuku knew his feelings...Returned them...There was no real risk left in establishing that bond.)

I'd fuckin' kill you if you did. (Lol, no he wouldn't. But he bows his head down and kisses Izuku's forehead.)

I just want it to be us. I'm realizing maybe...I'm pretty good at being your familiar. Keeping you on track. It ain't the worst deal. So. Yeah. Be my familiar? (He's pretty sure this is how that thing worked. A formal question needed to be asked, right?)

[ Gonna assume he said "Be my Myth?" and Izuku's nodding rapidly, clutching Katsuki closer like he wants to make sure he's real. That this is really happening.

...they got called out so hard and so right on the soul mate stuff. ]

Yes. I'll be your Myth...will you be my Familiar?

(YUP. No brain day.

He smiles when Izuku says yes and he nods after he asks.)

'Course I will be.

(There's this clicking sound and then it's just - open. Some wall between them falls down and it's not as intimidating as Katsuki would have thought. He can feel Izuku, hear him, know him, but it didn't feel like either of them were being put under a microscope. His love and admiration for Izuku slips into the bond effortlessly, an empathetic bond more than verbal, and he's -

Happy. Really, really fucking happy. He presses their mouths together and he can't help but feel pretty damn victorious too.)

[ Hope Katsuki enjoys a low background thrum of Izuku always rambling in his own mind...a low buzz back there.

Izuku feels happy right now. Nervous and happy and totally out of his head and going on tiptoe to kiss Katsuki back.

...they abandoned both dinner and themselves. ]

(You kidding? It's already one of his favorite things about the connection. Katsuki's own mind space is surprisingly calm and quiet. He's calculating and considerate.

Whoops.

He lets the moment last a bit longer before he inevitably remembers dinner. He cannot let it get burnt okay-!)

C'mon. We have company.

(Them. They were their own company.)

[ Dinner may not be salvageable, but does either of them really care? Izuku actually likes the relative silence of Katsuki's mind... ]

O-oh. Um, yeah! I guess we should get back? Uh...

What? (He smiles a little at that 'uh...' and leans towards Izuku, his eyes bright.)

There somethin' you want?

...well...I want you.

[ That's almost always true though. ]

Just me?

(He knows he does. There's actually effortless trust in them and Izuku would likely be able to feel that now. But given their whole kinda-fight-not really just now, maybe he wanted to hear the reiteration! He's grinning though, bringing his mouth to Izuku's neck for a soft kiss.)

It's always just you.

[ Though right now admittedly another Katsuki exists... ]

Fuckin' good.

(Listen. He's always possessive of Izuku but now more than ever. It would probably take some time before he chilled out a bit in that regard. He bites a mark against Izuku's skin, sucking on the spot hard enough that it would bruise later.)

I'm your only damn possibility.

K-Kacchan -

[ He always likes it when Katsuki bites, his head slipping to the side as his eyes go half lidded. ]

(Katsuki leaves a mark before withdrawing and staring intently at Izuku. He was flaring up with that possessive emotion.)

Say it.

S-say...?

[ If he sounds a little dazed, it's because he is a little dazed. Say what? Katsuki is asking hard questions to expect Izuku to connect the dots immediately... ]

I like you so much.

Say I'm your only possibility.

(He's gonna be such a little shit about this. Listen!!!! His pride is still a little bruised he needs...To be stroked a lot here. He's just gonna tug on Izuku's hair a bit, forcing his head back so that Katsuki could gaze down at him with a sharp gaze. He was in one of those controlling moods, apparently.)

I wanna be your one and only.

[ Okay, he likes when Katsuki gets in his bossy bitch moods though. Hair tugging and all as Izuku swallows, eyes widening. He's not intimidated but...he's turned on, okay. ]

...you've always been my one and only, Kacchan.

Nnn. I said say I'm your only possibility, dork.

(A harder tug! He was the one who confessed, damn it. And only because he was busted up inside after everything they discussed.)

[ He's half tempted to make Katsuki work harder for it, but...

...he doesn't want to. Katsuki still looks frazzled after all. ]

You're my only possibility.

(Thank goodness for that. Katsuki had already been upset enough earlier about everything. Listen, Izuku, he just really hates the idea of you being with anyone else, okay. The feeling may not be mutual, but damn it if it doesn't make him feel immensely relieved all the same when Izuku says that.

One day he hopes to convince Izuku of that too but for now, he relaxes visibly and leans down to press their mouths together, feeling a pleasant skip in his chest.)

[ Izuku pulls him down more so he can go off tiptoe to the flat of his feet. Making Katsuki lean down that distance for it even though his head is still pulled back, pushing closer to Katsuki like he'd like to melt into him.

There's a flicker of hunger in his gut... ]

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