Bakugou was beginning to grow restless, eyebrows twitching with annoyance as he glares at the green haired alpha standing not too far from him.
Just seeing the idiot idly talking to round face and icy hot like it nothing happened irked him.
'Cute.'
Izuku wanted to feel guilty for thinking that way, but all that filled him was a feeling of giddiness. Perhaps, he should know better, it's Kacchan we are talking about, yet seemingly out of nowhere the blonde began to respond differently to his praise.
'Cute.'
Izuku wanted to feel guilty for thinking that way, but all that filled him was a feeling of giddiness. Perhaps, he should know better, it's Kacchan we are talking about, yet seemingly out of nowhere the blonde began to respond differently to his praise.
katsuki love izuku's praises. he loves it when izuku have his eyes only on him. he would never admit it out loud but he used to be content even from the smallest form of praise, already pleased with "kacchan is amazing !” or "kacchan so strong !" but now ?
they’re no longer enough.
katsuki love izuku's praises. he loves it when izuku have his eyes only on him. he would never admit it out loud but he used to be content even from the smallest form of praise, already pleased with "kacchan is amazing !” or "kacchan so strong !" but now ?
they’re no longer enough.