Their first night together was full of need and clumsiness. Neither of them really knew what they were doing. Sure, they'd watched porn, knew what was supposed to happen, what they should do. But neither of them had, until now, done more than jerk themselves off. They were young. Their lack of experience was to be expected. It certainty set things into motion, though.

The two of them told themselves they were just relieving stress and having fun. They also told each other that when they headed home for breaks, like Christmas, Spring, and Summer, that they didn't need to see each other. There wasn't any stress at home. They were perfectly capable of getting themselves off while they were there.

A few months into their agreement came time for summer break, and well, it only took two weeks into the month long vacation for that to change.

It was the middle of the day, and Katsuki was alone in his room on his bed...with a serious problem.

Shit. What is wrong with me? I feel like a bitch in heat.

He was thinking about Deku, again.

I don't need him. I am thoroughly capable of getting myself off... I don't need his hot, wet mouth and tongue on my cock to be satisfied. Nope, I'm fine. I fucking despise him. There is no way in hell I am going over there.

The thought of Izuku giving him a blowjob was making it difficult for him to focus. The throbbing erection in his pants was becoming bothersome. He squeezed his legs together subconsciously to obtain some friction. Thoughts of walking over to Deku's place were invading his mind over and over.

Nope.

Nope.

NOPE.

Just as he was about to get out of bed to walk over to Izuku's, his phone began to buzz.

Katsuki looked down at the screen. Who the fuck would text him over break? He saw the name on the screen.

Shit.

D: Hey Kacchan. Can I call you?

K: Fuck no.

D: Okay.. well uh.. Nevermind.

K: What the fuck do you want Deku?

D: Call me? Please?

Fucking shit. Katsuki was pissed and aroused all at the same damn time.

I don't fucking like Deku.. we are not friends. Dammit.

He opened his contacts and found Izuku's number.

He'd better fucking pick up.

On the second ring, he did.

D: Hello?

K: What the fuck do you need to tell me that you can't fucking text you shitrag??

D: So, ah.. its, um.. well.. I..

K: SPIT IT OUT! I DON'T HAVE ALL DAMN DAY!

D: Can I come over? I need help, uh, studying.

K: It's fucking summer Deku. What the fuck do you need to study?

D: F-fine, I need help with our, ah.. summer homework? Can I come by?

'Can I to come over to study?' or 'I need help with our homework,' are both Izuku code for 'I want to hook up.' So are:

'Want to spar?'

'Can I look at your notes?'

or 'Today has really sucked, hasn't it?'

Izuku always had to use fancy language when he was feeling deprived. He also wouldn't move forward with his desires if he didn't receive the appropriate response. It was rare that he'd be denied, but it was known to happen from time to time. So if the response wasn't...

If we're gonna study you'd better not slack off' 'Sure we can spar'

'Fine, but don't complain if you can't read something'

or 'Yea, it fucking sucked,'

...then he knew he wouldn't be getting any. They tended to have these conversations in front of other people too. Izuku rarely texted him. He was too nervous that someone would analyse the texts and somehow decode them.

As a result, to the outside world, AKA the rest of class A, they were nothing but rivals getting together to spar or study. Little did they know the dirty things going on behind closed doors.

Katsuki, on the other hand, was a little more direct. His requests— if you even want to call them that— sounded more like 'You're coming over to get the book you left here last night, right?'"or he would just grab him, pull him around the corner, and simply tell him 'Your room, midnight. Be ready.'

Other times he'd just show up at his room without asking at all. During their third year, he started waiting until they were the only ones left in class, or the locker room, and steal a kiss. Then he'd whisper in his ear something along the lines of 'I'm coming by to fuck you up later.'

That style of request was rare. It was a little too intimate, and Katsuki did not like Izuku that way. He didn't need him thinking that some days he just really craved the Nerd's attention and body. Kissing was a thing people who liked each other did... and again, he did not like Deku. He just liked riling him up. He also really liked kissing him. But he'd never admit that to anyone. Not even to himself.

After almost 3 years of their arrangement, he knew just what he needed to do to get the other excited. When Deku felt good, he also felt good. Their arrangement wouldn't work if it was one sided.. so sure, he'd maybe admit to himself that he liked to make him feel good when they had sex. But not because he liked him. He liked the sex. Just the sex.

Katsuki wasn't stupid, he knew what this was a request for.

K: No one is home. You can come by... bring the stuff. Unless you want it to hurt.

It was Izuku's job to supply the condoms and lube, and Katsuki didn't want to admit he had some in his room, just in case. That would be too embarrassing. He purchased some before they went on break. He didn't want to admit to Deku that he may have been thinking about having sex with him while they were home. He also didn't want to think about the knot in his stomach that formed when he thought Deku in general either. He told himself it was disgust or anger. He didn't want to explore the possibility that it could be anything else.

D: O-Okay.. I um.. I'm outside.

K: SERIOUSLY?

D: uh.. y-yea..I um.. ah..

Dial tone.

Fucking Nerd hung up on him! Katsuki was not expecting him to be at the door waiting. He must have been as pent up as he was. Katsuki looked around his room to make sure there wasn't anything embarrassing lying around before running downstairs to let him in.

As soon as he opened the door, he pulled Izuku inside and slammed their lips together. Making out always helped him get into the mood - not that the really needed help with that right now. It also calmed the knot in his stomach. He was never gentle with his kisses though, always rough and full of tongue. Izuku didn't seem to mind, and eagerly kissed back. After a few moments of making out in the entryway, Izuku broke away.

"S-shouldn't we go u-upstairs?"

Katsuki growled. He was a lot hornier than he realized, and he would have taken him right there by the door, but the Nerd had a point. It was possible someone might come back earlier than expected, so he picked him up and flung him over his shoulder to take him upstairs.

When they got to his room, Izuku was forcefully thrown onto the bed. His head almost hit the wall. Hard. But, he didn't want to ruin the mood, so he did his best to bite back the tears.

"Wahhhh! K-kacchan! I-I almost slammed up against the wall!"

Katsuki didn't really care in that moment, and even if he did, like hell he'd show it. He instead ignored the words of the smaller boy on his bed and swiftly climbed on top of him. He started making quick work of the clothing between them, and Izuku took the hint, beginning to do the same.

Immediately after their clothes were off, Katsuki grabbed the lube that Deku threw onto the bed and tossed it over to the other boy.

"Prepare yourself for me, Deku"

This was a new request, one that kind of hurt Izuku to be honest. He had never actually fingered himself before. Katsuki was always the one to do it. He'd do it so well and get so turned on by it, that both of them would practically cum from that alone.

But somewhere in Katsuki's angry teenage mind, he thought that if Deku prepared himself, it would be less intimate. Again, he didn't like him. He felt he needed to be as detached as possible. He already let himself get carried away by making out with him in his entryway.

Izuku pouted for a moment, but soon obliged. After he coated two of his fingers in the lube and got to work, Katsuki realized that this was almost as bad as when he'd prepare him himself. Deku looked hot. Really hot. The way his fingers disappeared inside, and the look on that freckled face drove him crazy. He couldn't help but start to jerk himself off as he watched

Izuku had his eyes closed while he touched himself and just tried to relax. The thought of Katsuki watching him was making him feel a little self-conscious. After scissoring himself open slowly for a few moments, he dared to open his eyes. He was met with a sight he'd never be able to unsee. The look of lust on Kacchan's face and the hand pumping his cock was hot. Really hot. Never in a million years did he think that Katsuki Katsuki would look at him like that.

When Katsuki caught him staring, and saw the look on Izuku's face, he realized that he was gawking and promptly changed his own expression.

"Enough. You're ready right?"

He grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto his fingers. He moved the other boy's hand away and plunged his own fingers deep inside. He certainly felt stretched enough, and even if he didn't, Katsuki really just needed to get off. He knew his need for an orgasm was fogging his mind; he was letting himself become overly emotional, considering things about the Nerd that he knew he didn't genuinely feel.

After removing his fingers, he quickly put on the condom, lined himself up with Deku's entrance, and with a confirming a look of approval, he slammed right in.

The sex was quick and relatively uneventful. Both boys were so pent up that neither of them lasted more than 10 minutes. As soon as he pulled out and threw away the condom, Katsuki thrust a box of tissues at Izuku and started to put his clothes back on.

"Clean yourself up, put on your clothes, and get out."

He didn't pause to observe Deku's reaction to this statement. Having Deku in his bed, in his home was too much. In the dorms, it was different. They were at school; it wasn't his house. It wasn't the same bedroom that they used to play in when they were kids. There was too much history in his bedroom. It pissed him off. It made him feel confused, and he lashed out because he had no idea how to deal with the emotions he was feeling.

Izuku complied, yanking on his clothing and quickly scrambling out the door. Needless to say, their arrangement didn't involve Katsuki's house anymore. If they needed to satisfy their urges when they were on a break, it would happen at Izuku's place.

A lot of the sex they had in those early days of their arrangement was like that. Quick, angry, and with Katsuki trying to push out any and all emotions he may have felt. It wasn't until the end of their second year, when Katsuki started to mature more, that things became less tense.

Their desires for one other, however, seemed to intensify over time. They were having sex almost every day their third year. And, although neither of them dared to admit it.. there was something happening. Something about their arrangement was changing.

Kirishima Eijirou.

The sunshiny unbreakable boy was probably one of the most friendly people in all of class 3-A. There wasn't anyone who didn't like him. He displayed such a positive and upbeat attitude that it was hard not to like him. He also, very early on, latched to Katsuki. He was determined to loosen up the explosive boy. Kirishima also loved how strong and powerful the blond was. He was the definition of manliness in his eyes, and if you didn't know any better, you'd think he had a crush on him. He looked up to Katsuki. His friend made him want to be better, train harder, achieve more.

There were zero feelings of sensual desire there.

They were all 2 months away from graduation. Everyone had just come back from their internships and was eager to show off what they had learned. Thankfully, Aizawa was giving them the ideal opportunity to do just that.

None of them had really seen each other either during the time they were away. Unless, of course, they were at the same agency. Katsuki and Izuku were not with the same agency, so needless to say, it had been a long month. Neither of them was awake enough when they came back that night to see one another, so they were a little pent up.

Katsuki wouldn't say he missed the nerd. . But, really, he did. Not just the sex, but... everything really. They spent almost every day together, and it pissed him off how much he missed the other's bubbly presence.

Even after having a break from dealing with the lot of them, Aizawa looked tired as ever when he addressed them, interrupting Katsuki's pathetic, pining thoughts.

"Alright class, I know everyone is hyped up from internships. So, to see how much you've all improved we're going to be splitting up into groups of three, for some Heroes vs. Villains combat training."

"Sweet!! Can we select our own teams??" Kaminari shouted immediately.

"Yea! I want to team up with Mashiroa!" Hagakure beamed, making poor Ojiro blush.

The whole class was starting to voice the teams they wanted, and before it got too far, Aizawa activated his quirk to silence the room.

"Now that I have everyone's attention again, I will be selecting the teams. The teams will be based on those who I feel can use some extra time working with each other,"

The class groaned.

Kirishima knew this meant that Katsuki and Izuku would be working together. They were always paired together. They fought like it was nobody's business, and after they just spent a month apart on their internships, he had a feeling a huge blow up was coming. He couldn't stand the way Katsuki treated Izuku. It was downright awful, and he felt powerless.

All of the groups were being written on the board, and as soon as Aizawa turned around, Kirishima's eyes caught it:

Group 1:

Kirishima, Bakugou, Midoriya-- Hero Team.

Tokoyami, Yaoyorozu, Todoroki-- Villain Team

Katsuki clearly voiced his displeasure regarding group work with Izuku. Izuku, however, had a slight smile on his face.

"We have a great team, don't we, Kacchan?! You and Kirishima work so well together! And with our combined strength and your amazing quirk, there's no way we can lose!"

"Tch. Just don't try getting in my way you Shitrag. I don't need you or shitty hair to win."

Well, this will be interesting.

Kirishima considered the situation at hand.

At least if Bakugou goes overboard, I can try making him back off. Lets just hope they are civil.

Once everyone got a chance to review the board, they were dismissed to the locker rooms to get changed. Kirishima, Bakugou, and Deku always seemed to change near each other. Kirishima was trying his best to mind his own business when he changed this morning, but he kept getting distracted.

Izuku must have bulked up even more since the last time they were together. Kirishima couldn't help but notice those defined back muscles. The shorter guy also had a really fine ass. Kirishima blushed and quickly finished putting on his costume, trying his best to push those thoughts out of his head. He didn't need to make himself hard thinking of Izuku's toned body at the moment. Right before he turned away, he could have sworn he saw Izuku staring back at him. Kirishima's face was about to become redder than his hair.

"You okay, Eijirou?" Izuku questioned, "Your face is r-really flushed... are you feeling sick?"

So he was looking. This caused Kirishima to flush even more.

"Yea, man, I'm okay! Just a little warm is all," he shot Izuku his signature toothy grin.

"I'm just real excited to get to work with you and Bakubro today! We're gonna be great! You're so strong Izuku! Don't you think he's bulked up, Bakugou?"

Katsuki just grunted in response. He didn't need to have his mind clouded with thoughts of Deku's body before combat training. He needed to focus.

"Stop flirting with Deku, Shitty hair. Also, I don't need either of you to excel today. Remember that."

Kirishima was low-key freaking out.

Flirting?! Does he think I was flirting?! Shoot! I wonder if he caught me staring. But that would mean he was looking at me too. Ugghhh. I need to hurry up and get out of this locker room.

Once they were all changed, they hopped on the bus to head on over to their training location. Kirishima sat down in the back, and Izuku started to head towards him.

"Is it okay if I sit with you? We are in the same group today after all," Izuku smiled.

Kirishima would be lying if he said he didn't find him to be super attractive. With graduation only two months away, he wanted to try to at least explore his feelings a little bit. He made a mental note to himself to talk to Ashido and Uraraka later about if Izuku was seeing or interested in anyone.

"Sure! I wanna hear about your internship!"

Both boys happily chatted away while they headed over to the training area. Kirishima couldn't help but feel like someone was staring at him, though. From the corner of his eyes, he saw two red orbs glaring in their direction. After the 4th time catching Katsuki staring at them, Kirishima decided to say something.

"You got something to say, Bakubro? You keep looking over at us like you want to contribute! We'd love to hear about your internship, too, if you wanna talk!"

Katsuki clicked his tongue and looked away.

"HAH?! What the fuck are you talking about, Shitty Hair? I'm not staring at you and fucking Deku."

Kirishima smiled. Not wanting to further poke the bear, he dropped it.

"Uh okay, sure, Bakubro.. whatever you say, man!"

"Kacchan is just jealous I'm sitting with you. He probably thinks I'm trying to steal his friend. You can sit with Eijirou on the way back, kay?"

"The fuck, Deku?! Why the hell would I be jealous? Are you out of your fucking mind?? Shit! Kirishima can sit with whoever the fuck he wants! Maybe I wanted to sit alone. Ever think I'm happy being alone?! Did you lose some fuckin' brain cells while at your internship, you fuckface??"

Izuku noticeably flinched. His gaze immediately dropped as he began to toy with his hands in his lap.

"S-sorry Kacchan.. I j-just thought, ah, since he was your best friend...t-that you'd w-want to sit with him..."

"Tch. Worry about yourself, you shitty Deku."

"Hey... be nice, Bakubro.. it's not a big deal."

"You too, Shitty Hair! Mind your own damn business!"

Izuku looked deflated.

After all these years, why must Kacchan still be an ass? It's like he's a completely different person when we're around other people.

Kirishima noticed his discomfort and put an arm around his shoulders. He hated the way Bakugou spoke to him. If he didn't know any better, he really would think the blond was jealous.

"Don't worry about him for now, Izuku. I'm sure he's just fired up about training! You know he probably doesn't mean it. You're one of the smartest people in our class!"

Izuku smiled a little, and leaned into Kirishima's embrace. He rested his head on his shoulder.

"Thank you Eijirou... you're a good friend."

Kirishima blushed and felt a flutter in his chest. The rest of the ride was spent with his arm around the smaller boy in silence.

When they finally arrived at the USJ facility, the students headed over to the rock landscape and split into their respective teams. The goal of the heroes was to prevent the villains from detonating an explosion. They would have 30 minutes to either capture the villains or disarm the bomb. Bonus points were given if they did both.

Being part of the first group, in Katsuki's mind, meant they could not lose. They were up against a bombshell of a team, though.

The villain team was positioned in a clifftop cave with their "explosives." The hero team needed to find a way up to the cliff without being caught. So they needed to think smart and decide on a strategy with stealth.

Katsuki knew he was going to take the lead, so he rapidly came up with a plan. He figured Tokoyami was most likely to be positioned up in the cave. Todoroki would be coming after them on the ground, and Yaoyorozu was a bit of a wild card. She was extremely smart. Katsuki thought she'd either try to make replica explosives to throw them off or create some type of weapon to strike them with.

"Alright, so Kirishima, you're going to stay here on the ground and fight off Todoroki. He's probably going to try to stop us from getting up top, and you can withstand his fire and ice. So you stay here."

"Got it, man! You can count on me!"

"Deku. You're going to come with me up to the top of the cave to take down Tokoyami and Yaoyorozu. I don't want to make too much noise getting up there or we might not only alert them of our presence, but set off the explosions. So you're going to grab onto me and jump us up there. Using my explosions to get up there is too risky. Once we're there, keep your eyes open., Yaoyoruzu is going to likely have set up traps, and Dark Shadow will be at his most powerful in the darkness."

Izuku couldn't help but beam up at Kacchan for the plan he had come up with. He was proud of him. Of course, Kacchan would have come up with the perfect strategy. They've come a long way from the kids who destroyed a building in their first Hero/Villain training.

"Stop looking at me with fuckin' sex eyes, Deku. I need you to focus! You follow what you need to do? Or is your mind too foggy from the cuddle session you had on the bus with Hair for Brains?"

One side of his nose scrunched in a sneer of disgust, and Izuku's brows rose to his hairline.

Kirishima's eyes widened.

Sex eyes? Cuddle session?? How would Bakugou know what his 'sex eyes' looked like?? Is he jealous?

His mouth opened to say something, but Izuku beat him to it.

"K-Kachan! Th-that wasn't-"

"Stop it, Deku," Katsuki cut him off, "You ready or not?"

Izuku steeled himself, locking gazes with Katsuki and giving him a strong nod. "I'm ready, Kacchan! Let's do this!"

Before they headed off to their destinations, they put in their ear pieces and turned them on. Each team was given communication devices that could be used to talk amongst themselves. Aizawa used them if he felt they were going to far or in case of emergencies.

The battle went on just as Katsuki thought it would. As soon as the timer started, Deku grabbed his waist and used One for All to jump them up to the cliff. Katsuki was all business when it came to training, so he wasn't phased at all by the smaller boy winding his arms around him. It's not like he hadn't done so before.

As they rose to the cliff, Todoroki went to work battling Kirishima at the bottom. Fire and ice were beginning to snake up the stone ridges.

Katsuki and Izuku made quick work of getting into the cave, met with only darkness. Katsuki grabbed onto Deku's wrist and pulled him close. He then tapped two fingers on his chest and turned his hand sideways to point off in an opposite direction before tapping his chest again, something Izuku knew would mean they should split up.

Getting the idea of what he wanted him to do, Izuku started to slowly pull away from him and head off to look for Tokoyami and Yaoyorozu. After just a few steps, he tripped a wire, and the whole room lit up, exposing their position.

"Dammit, Deku!" Kacchan growled through gritting teeth. He braced himself for battle. He would have to be careful with his quirk; the explosions could be hiding anywhere.

Before he knew it, Izuku had fallen through some sort of trapdoor. It was like the ground beneath him disappeared and he plummeted into a box the moment that light was shed on the area. Yaoyorozu must have created something on the ground that would collapse when someone stepped on it. His body was so crammed into the confined space, it was hard to breathe. The confinement box was also underground, so Katsuki wouldn't be able to see him. And he was unable to access his ear piece.

"Deku!?" Katsuki tapped on his ear piece and waited for a response. It was like he'd disappeared. He wasn't answering.

Dammit!

Kirishima heard Katsuki's alarmed shouting and responded back.

"Is Midoriya alright? Has he been captured?"

"I don't know yet. Keep Todoroki distracted. I still have things under control here."

He was going to have to take both of them down himself now. Or find the explosives. At least Todoroki wouldn't be a problem. Looking around the room, it looked like there were multiple copies of the explosives, making it hard to tell which were real, and which was fake. Yaoyorozu must have produced replicas to throw them off, like he predicted she would.

Katsuki's short pause to try to communicate with Deku allowed Tokoyami to fly in on Dark Shadow and attack. Katsuki jumped out of the way and managed to land a punch on Tokoyami's chest. Little did he know, Tokoyami was leading Katsuki to another one of Yaoyorozu's traps. The next move Katsuki made landed him in one of the trap boxes underground.

Shit! This must be what happened to Deku.

Thinking fast, he started to set off explosions in the box. Nothing worked. It was like the box material was absorbing his blows.

He couldn't press the ear piece to alert Kirishima either. Fuck. He was not going to lose, dammit!

Down below, Todoroki heard in his ear piece that both Katsuki and Izuku were captured in the trap boxes. All he needed to do now was discover a way to stop the unbreakable boy attacking him.

Capturing him in a wall of ice wouldn't work, he was too strong for that. With only 10 minutes remaining on the clock, his best bet was to let the time run out. Knowing that there had to be a limit on how long Kirishima could maintain his quirk, Todoroki quickly started to alternate between capturing him in ice and scorching him with his fire.

Kirishima was getting restless, and he knew that time was running out. He also had a feeling that something happened to his partners. He'd been in a constant state of hardness for the past 25 minutes and could feel that he was starting to reach his limit.

In a last effort to escape, Izuku unleashed One For All at 20% and nearly blew up the ground around him. If this was a real mission, this may have set off the explosions, but it was getting hard to breathe. The box broke, and he managed to get himself above ground.

As soon as he did, however, the time was up.

They had lost.

When the timer went off, Yaoyorozu quickly found and released Katsuki from the confinement box. He was pissed.

Izuku was also unhappy he allowed himself to be caught so easily. Thank god someone like Momo was on their side as a Hero. Her quirk was powerful.

Izuku made eye contact with Katsuki for a moment before looking away. The blond was extremely angry. He wasn't sure if the anger was directed towards him, or if it would just be taken out on him, but he was in no mood to find out. He quickly got up and made his way over to the viewing room to calm down and watch the next team. He could learn a lot by observing, and he shouldn't miss out just because this match didn't end his way.

On their way over, they met up with Kirishima and walked together. Noting the immense amount of tension between the two, he decided to try to lighten the mood. He wasn't happy they lost either, but it was a learning experience.

"That was pretty rough, wasn't it?" he laughed.

Katsuki was unamused.

"Yea. Kacchan and I got trapped in these almost unbreakable boxes underground. I could barely breathe."

Kirishima's brows rose in surprise, "Man that sounds scary! Sorry that happened!"

The apology pissed the explosive boy off even more.

"Tch! I don't need your fucking sympathy! We lost! And if it wasn't for Fucking Deku not watching where he was going, setting off a damn trap that turned on the lights, we probably wouldn't have fucking lost!"

"Hey! Don't blame this on me, Kacchan! You fell into one of those trap boxes too! Momo just outsmarted us!"

Katsuki's face scrunched up in anger and he turned toward Izuku enraged.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, SHITRAG? IT WAS NOT MY FAULT THAT WE LOST!"

Izuku flinched.

"I-I didn't say it was, Kacchan! I just- I said we both got captured."

Katsuki grabbed Izuku by the front of his suit and pulled him towards him. His lips brushed Izuku's ear when he whispered harshly, "I'm going to fuck you up so goddamn bad later for talking back to me. You won't be able to move tomorrow."

Izuku gulped. He wasn't sure if that was code for he was going to fuck him later, or if he was really going to beat his ass. Either way, he didn't have too much time to think about it before he felt Kirishima's hands on his waist. Eijirou had moved between them and hardened himself.

"Stop it, you guys! We lost, it sucks. But there is no point in beating each other up about it, okay?"

Izuku blushed a little. Although he was facing Katsuki, Kirishima's hands were still positioned on his waist sheltering him from the angry blond.

Katsuki backed away with a huff.

Kirishima turned around to face Izuku. "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine Kiri.. th-thank you," he squeaked.

Kirishima beamed up at him and settled his arm around his shoulder, pulling him close.

"Good! Now, let's go watch the other fights! I'm sure Bakugou will calm down eventually."

As they walked back to the viewing area, Izuku couldn't get the blond's words out of his head. If they did have sex later tonight, he was reasonably sure it would be painful. He winced a little at the thought. He instead tried to focus on the boy walking with him; he could feel Kirishima's warmth against his side, around his shoulders.

Kirishima was kind, sweet, and caring. All things his explosive sex partner wasn't. Not that he liked Katsuki. But, he wished he could loosen up a little sometimes. It would be nice for them to get along for once.———