Izuku got down on the floor, in a replica of the position used for a proposal. He fluidly produced a bouquet and presented it in front of her, though his face could arguably be called a tomato. The mop of curly green hair didn't help with the image either. What he was going to do, however, was not quite so drastic as what it looked like.
In one breath, Izuku whispered, "Uraraka, I really like you. You're kind, smart, funny, and you've been my crush for ages. Will you be my girlfriend?"
It was said so fast that Uraraka almost didn't catch it. She gazed at the scene before her, Izuku, her best friend, was saying this. She didn't know what to say. Her stomach felt as if she had just been on a rollercoaster, and she was also red. Glowing, in fact.
She thought back to the time when Yuga asked her the question, who was smiling the smile that only he possessed. His hair was immaculate, as usual, even as they were being sucked into the black hole of Thirteen's quirk.
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Her face was a f***ing tomato, Katsuki thought. And it was soon heading out of the visible spectrum. For some reason, this irked him, and he had a sudden urge that he had never had before. Knowing his instincts were never wrong, he blindly followed them, although he didn't quite know what this urge was telling them to do.
This was the first, and last, time that Katsuki would not think things through, though it did lead him to something unexpected.
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After a second's delay, Izuku swore he didn't hear things right. There was no possible way that the second best person in the universe was saying yes to him. Yeah, he needed hearing aids. His mind went blank, and he went stock still, face exceeding even the standards that Uraraka had set.
Extending a hand, Uraraka commented, "Silly, you're a statue! Let me help you up."
It took some time before Izuku was about ready to stand up with Uraraka's help. He absently noticed that the bouquet had teleported into her other arm.
However, that time was all Katsuki needed.
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Yet again, it was so fast. Katsuki plunged in and took what was rightfully his, not Round-Face's. He would be the one for Izuku.
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For the second time in the space of a few seconds, Izuku short-circuited. He felt lips on his own, but not sweet how he imagined his first one, but aggressive. Hands were around his head had tilted it up, and warmth was emitting from them onto Izuku's cheeks. Did Uraraka really feel that passionately about him?
Looking back on his memories from a few seconds ago, he was met with a very different sight from what he had expected. Kacchan's fiery red eyes clouded his vision before his lips were taken. It took a few moments before Izuku connected the dots.
Then, the pressure was off of him, and it seemed to Izuku that he had lost the ability to match up two and two. In front of him was Kacchan, not Uraraka.
What the hell?
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I just needed to get this out of my system as soon as I saw this picture. I hope I did it justice, so please do tell me if I did or not. This is the end of this, unless, people say they would like this to continue. Let me knooowwwwwwwwww.
~TheMooOfDoom
3 days later:
Whoah, I've got 313 views already. I knew that this fandom is really popular, but I never expected my one to be like this too. Thank you so much! All credits to the artist of the cover picture. But still, I have no idea if the summary is click bait and the rest is dumb, so do tell me. Constructive criticism is the best thing you can give me (in case you wanted to know). Love you!
~TheMooOfDoom