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[blondshell]

(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.)

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[ 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. ]

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(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.)

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[ 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...

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

There somethin' you want?

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...well...I want you.

[ That's almost always true though. ]

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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.)

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It's always just you.

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

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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.

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K-Kacchan -

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

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

Say it.

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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.

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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.

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[ 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.

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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.)

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[ 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.

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(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.)

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[ 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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(Katsuki leans down to him to close that space. He curves his tails around them and opens his mouth against Izuku's so that he could sink his tongue in against Izuku's.)

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[ How many tails is he up to now? Izuku makes a desperate little noise into the kiss, feeling a hint of fang start to drop into his mouth. ]

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(A generous amount of four now. So they fan out comfortably behind him. He feels lucky as hell.)

Do you wanna feed?

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Y-yeah...but what about them?

[ He jerks his head at the house because. They did just abandon themselves. ]

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Oh- well.

(Right. That's kind of rude, isn't it. He sighs, rubbing a hand against the back of his neck.)

Well...We can just...(...He wants to do it now.)

Erm. I guess wait...?

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[ They totally could wait, but Izuku makes a tiny displeased face at that because the incubus part of him really wants to seal the deal... ]

...They're us anyway.

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If they're us, then they're probably already doing what we're doing right now.

(Just being realistic!)