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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.)

[ 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. ]

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

Do you wanna feed?

Y-yeah...but what about them?

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

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...?

[ 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.

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

(Just being realistic!)

I actually might be too worried about, er, us? I mean. He might be. The other me.

[ Because Izuku would be concerned if he were him - ]

What.

(The hell.)

What, do you think you in the other room would be worried about us?

I can almost guarantee you I'm in there rambling about you and I to future you?

[ You know he's right... ]

Well, yeah. That's a given. (It does make him wonder if future them were married. He's still kind of worried given everything that was exchanged, but like...)

We can just go back in and check?

Um. Are you okay if we do?

[ He's willing to not if Katsuki needs more time alone. ]

Yeah, that's okay. I uh. (He looks mildly embarrassed.) I didn't...really think I'd get this far, so.

[ Izuku...giggles. Just a bit. Look... ]

Um, you can get pretty much anywhere with me, Kacchan. Um - I'm allowed to, uh...I mean, it's okay to tell people, right?

Yeah, I think I realize that now.

(Haa-- his brows raise up.)

You better fuckin' tell people.

Well there's two people we can tell right now?

[ ...maybe that's part of why he wants to go inside. ]

What if...

(The two in there aren't together though? His brows furrow together but then he shakes his head because yeah, yeah he knows he shouldn't worry about that.)

Okay, yeah. Let's do it.

[ Izuku nods rapidly, taking Katsuki's hand to pull him back to the door. ]

Do you want to say it or should I - ?

Erm...You can say it?

(He has no damn idea how he would even get it out without combusting on the spot. Still, Izuku's enthusiasm is kind of endearing as hell. He walks in after him.)

[ He's enthusiastic but also...nervous. Embarrassed? He's flushed but he doesn't drop Katsuki's hand as he pulls him in through the back door and the kitchen and into their living room. ]

Um, sorry for the shouting earlier...

(Predictably, their future selves are still there. Future!Katsuki just kind of scoffs at the apology, quirking his brows. 'As if we're not used to it.')

W-we, um, we just had to...work through some things...

[ And they still don't know for sure who these two are married to. But. ]

A-and so, now we're dating?

(F!Katsuki just kind of winds up staring and then, belatedly, "You weren't before?")

Oi, the hell...

("Well, congratulations on the slow uptake I guess." At least he seems to mean it...!)

[ ...look, they may be living together and fucking all the time but yes the dating is new!!! Oops. Izuku goes more red. ]

Um. No. Kacchan was worried that you two were married to other people, but...I don't think that's the case.

Tch. If one of us hadn't been worried we wouldn't be dating now.

(Grumbling and scowling. F!Katsuki merely scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Obviously, we're married. The hell.")

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