'Fuck!' Katsuki yelled, faceplanting himself onto the bed as Ejiro closed the door behind him. The redhead chuckled as he sat down on the floor, watching Katsuki roll over and face the ceiling.
'Didn't go as planned?' Ejiro offered. Katsuki simply grumbled, earning him another smirk.
'I can't do this,' Katsuki admitted, pushing himself upright again, clutching the pillow to his chest.
Ejiro tilted his head to the side. 'Can't do what?'
Katsuki looked away through the window. Outside it was dark. It was only 6pm, but as the winter was approaching, the days were getting shorter. 'He keeps coming over nearly every day. Does he even realize I still like him?'
Ejiro smiled a sad smile. He knew that Katsuki still had feelings for Izuku, but he couldn't quite understand why the blond still allowed their classmate to coach him into becoming a better version of himself. If he was clearly struggling this much with suppressing his true feelings, wouldn't it simply be better to call off these meetings and let the feelings subside?
'I mean, it's pretty obvious, isn't it?' Ejiro started. Katsuki's gaze flickered over to the redhead, his eyebrows raised in disbelief. 'He's dating Todoroki and he's apparently pretty smitten with that guy. You're trying to change yourself into someone that Midoriya would date, but he's not going to date you. He made that pretty clear.'
Katsuki wants to huff, roll his eyes, snap at the redhead, but he had no reason to. Everything Ejiro said was true, but that was what was the most frustrating. He was trying to make himself a better person so Izuku would date him, but somehow his brain refused to register that that was not going to happen.
He would have to get over it and forget about Izuku altogether, but he just couldn't. Every time Izuku would come over to his room to lecture him about assertiveness, how to keep a proper conversation and come up with new exercises for him to perform, Katsuki would just fall for him harder. Izuku was just so passionate about everything. Katsuki admired that about him.
Katsuki clutched the pillow closer to his body, his chin resting on top. 'I know that. I just can't get over him. Argh, this is so stupid!' he screamed as he let himself fall back on the bed again.
Ejiro had a lot of trouble keeping a straight face. Katsuki acting so out of character was somehow very funny.
'I know it's pretty hard to set your sights on someone else,' Ejiro said. Katsuki glared at the redhead, knowing very well that the guy still had a crush on him. 'But I think you maybe should stop hanging out with him. You're allowing yourself to fall more in love with him. It's just going to hurt you in the long run.'
'I fucking know that!' Katsuki snapped as he threw the pillow at Ejiro's face, who barely dodged. 'Argh!' Katsuki exclaimed as he covered his face with his hands. 'Why am I feeling like this?'
Ejiro picked up the pillow that laid next to him and clutched it to his chest, massaging the stuffing inside to keep himself busy.
'It's all part of being human,' Ejiro said.
'I fucking hate it,' Katsuki huffed.
Ejiro turned to look at the ceiling as Katsuki had his eyes fixated on the redhead. 'Love is a tough feeling. Whenever you see that person you feel both amazing and terrible. You want to tell them how you feel, but at the same time you're so afraid of rejection that it makes you panic even thinking about it. In the end, it's all about whether they like you back or not. If they do, it's great. You get to go out, have all these amazing firsts and maybe lasts. Maybe it'll end up in a horrible break-up, maybe a happy ever after. If they don't, you're left heartbroken, while they move on. It's not really fair, is it?'
Katsuki simply stared at Ejiro, his mouth slightly agape, his eyebrows raised. He never thought the idiot could say something so profound, so deep. It takes him aback.
Ejiro's eyes flickered back over to Katsuki's, carrying a trace of sadness in them. 'I know you're still clinging onto that hope that he will leave Todoroki and come to you, but if I were you, I wouldn't count on it. I've seen the way he looks at the guy, and honestly, it's the same way that you look at him.'
A feeling of despair started to creep up on Katsuki. If that was true, and his own feelings were any kind of indication for how Izuku must be feeling, then he knew it was a lost cause.
Katsuki shifted and turned to face the window. 'No, it's not fair,' he muttered. 'I've been working so hard to please him, to make him happy. And he looks so proud when he says I've been improving… I swear to God I can physically see that glimmer in his eyes when I tell him about my day. It's just so hard to deny my feelings when he looks at me like that!'
Katsuki looked back at Ejiro, who was looking at him, a smile tugging at his lips. Katsuki started to boil with anger. 'What the fuck is funny about any of this!' he snarls, looking around to find his pillow so he can throw it, finding it already in Ejiro's clutches.
'No, no, I'm sorry!' Ejiro said, his face now breaking out into a full blown grin. Katsuki gritted his teeth. 'It's just… I've never seen you like this before. You've really changed.'
Katsuki raised an eyebrow at him. Even though Katsuki had been working very hard to change, he hadn't noticed anything in his own behavior. It's alienating to hear that others are noticing it.
'I have?' he asked, a bit unsure. This was his goal, right? He wanted to change, so he would be a nicer person, a person Izuku would date.
Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he had never thought he'd actually succeed. He had always held his pride high and realizing that his bad tendencies were starting to fade… it made him feel good.
Ejiro shifted, putting the pillow beside him and folding his hands in his lap, practically beaming at Katsuki. 'Yeah, you have! You've become a lot more open about what you're thinking and it's nice.'
Katsuki's gaze flickered down at his hands. Self-reflection was one of Katsuki's weak points, but now that he gave it more thought, it was indeed like Ejiro said. He had been trying very hard to talk more to his classmates, learning about all sorts of things he previously didn't have the patience for.
He had learned about Uraraka's home situation and how she struggled to improve on her close combat skills, eventually offering to teach her more martial art skills after class.
He had made up a conversation with Kouda, who was usually pretty quiet, and had gained more knowledge on how to take care of animals. One day Kouda had to go home and the guy had trusted Katsuki enough to pet sit his bunny. The blond had spent the entire day studying with the tiny rabbit in his lap, softly stroking its fur.
Katsuki had even taken the time to talk to Jirou and the others that formed the band back at the Cultural Festival, making plans to rehearse more and see if they could make it a more frequent thing.
As all of these things passed through Katsuki's mind, he realized that he had indeed been changing.
Before, he wouldn't have had the patience to listen to anyone rambling about their own problems when he had more than enough things to do on his own.
He wouldn't have offered to help anyone, striving to be the top hero on his own and not wanting anyone to come even close.
Now, he was more interested in his classmates' personal lives. Every morning he was greeted by almost everyone in his class, during lunch he never sat around the same people twice in a row, making sure that he could catch up with others as well, and during training instead of focusing on his own growth he went around to see if anyone needed help improving.
Katsuki could almost physically feel his heart softening. It was weird to realize how much he'd changed without noticing it.
'Yeah, I guess you're right,' Katsuki replied, still looking at his hands.
'Look, I don't mean to tell you what you're supposed to be doing,' Ejiro spoke up, making Katsuki's eyes lock with his, 'but I think it's a good idea if you start to let go of the idea of dating Midoriya.'
A pit formed in Katsuki's stomach. He knew that Ejiro was right, but he just didn't want to admit it. He had spent so long thinking about the stupid nerd Izuku that it seemed impossible to just let go like that.
He had had a crush on the guy since middle school, but had denied it for most of the time, letting his pride and ego get the better of him. He hadn't known what to do with the fluttery feelings in his stomach, eventually dubbing them as annoying and redirecting them towards anger, leading to bullying rather than being honest, something that had scarred Izuku for years to come. Katsuki still regretted that.
That's why, after nearly a full year at U.A. and seeing Izuku's growth – still resenting him for it but also not being able to help feeling proud of it as well – he had admitted the feelings to himself and to Izuku. Katsuki had felt extremely shit after how that ended.
He was slowly coming to terms with it now, seeing as how Izuku didn't mind still coming over nearly every other day.
'I just swear to fucking God that guy has a crush on me,' Katsuki murmurs, gaze redirected at the window yet again.
Ejiro's eyebrows knitted together. 'What makes you think that?'
Katsuki grumbled inaudible things. Fact was, he didn't really have any proof. Izuku was dating Shouto, so the guy must have a crush on half 'n half, or else they wouldn't be together, right? That much made sense to Katsuki.
Even though Katsuki had spent nearly his entire life with Izuku's eyes trained on him, being admired and gawked at, this felt different. That sparkle in his eyes, the way his cheeks got slightly pink when Katsuki got too close by accident… it just weren't things Katsuki could ignore.
'Never mind, forget it,' Katsuki said, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He shook his head, gripping his hair tightly with one of his hands, the other resting on the mattress.
'You're right,' he said, turning to face Ejiro. 'I should get over him.'
Ejiro smiled a little. It was so obvious how much Katsuki had grown to anyone but the blond himself.
'This doesn't mean I'll date you though,' Katsuki said, shooting a glare towards the redhead.
Ejiro burst out laughing, earning him a frown. 'I never even said anything like that!'
Katsuki rolled his eyes and pushed himself off the bed. 'Whatever. I'm going to take a bath.'
He turned to grab a towel and slung it around his shoulders, before leaving Ejiro behind in his room.
Shouto was pacing the length of his room. He checked his alarm ten times already, even checking it to his phone to make sure it was the right time and not playing tricks on him.
Anxiety was rolling in his gut, making him nauseous. He had asked Izuku to meet up with him in his room that night to discuss something, but he never said what.
Already having sent the text, he realized later that it must be even more anxiety inducing for the boy, not knowing what Shouto wanted to talk about. For all he knew, Izuku might have thought Shouto was going to break up with him.
That was, of course, not his intention at all. He just wanted to talk about the situation considering… Shouto finds it hard to put into words.
Shouto's head whipped around towards the door as someone knocked softly before excusing themselves while entering.
Izuku smiled softly as he walked over to Shouto, standing on the tips of his toes as he pressed his lips against Shouto's. All of Shouto's anxiety was momentarily forgotten. If Izuku showed him affection like this, then it probably didn't affect the boy as much as Shouto feared.
Izuku crawled up on the bed, crossing his legs and placing his hands on his legs as he leaned forward, looking at Shouto. 'You wanted to talk about something?' Izuku initiated.
Shouto nodded once and then settled himself next to Izuku. Shouto didn't know how to start. He had breached Izuku's privacy by looking at his laptop without permission. Izuku didn't know this, but if Shouto wanted to talk about this, then he would have to admit that.
'First, I have to apologize,' he started.
Izuku's eyebrows knitted together as he looked at Shouto, head slightly tilted to the side. 'For what?' he asked.
'Last week I… I looked at your laptop without asking you. I'm sorry.'
Izuku's body turned rigid. Last week he had been Googling about being in love with two people at the same time… Could that be what Shouto wanted to talk about? Izuku broke out in a cold sweat, hands trembling as he gripped his legs tighter.
'W-what about it?' Izuku pushed past his lips.
Shouto looked down at the bedsheets, tracing circles with his fingers. 'I saw your search history. That's what I wanted to talk about.'
Izuku's lower lip started trembling. How could he have been so stupid to look up stuff like that!? Shouto must have thought that Izuku wanted to leave him, but even the thought of doing that made Izuku feel so bad that he never allowed himself to think about it again.
'I-I'm sorry…,' Izuku muttered, on the verge of tears.
Shouto looked up, seeing tears glistening at the corners of Izuku's eyes. A rush of guilt washed over him. He slowly reached out, coaxing Izuku's hands from his legs and holding them in his. 'I'm not mad,' Shouto assured him.
Izuku sniffed, struggling very hard to meet Shouto's gaze. 'You're not?' he said, his voice soft.
Shouto shook his head, trying to keep his emotions in check. 'No, I'm not. I just wanted to talk to you about it.'
Izuku wriggled his hand out of Shouto's grasp and wiped his eyes. 'What d-do you w-want to know?' he stuttered. He was also having a difficult time, Shouto noted.
Shouto sighed. There were a thousand things he wanted to know. Was Izuku still in love with him? Was Izuku also still in love with Katsuki? What did Izuku expect to find when Googling something like that? He decided to start with the easiest question.
'Do you still love me?'
Izuku hiccupped as he stared back up at Shouto. 'Of course I do!' he exclaimed, louder than probably necessary, but Izuku wanted to prove a point. He had promised Shouto he'd stay and he would never break that promise.
'Do you… do you love Bakugou?' Shouto turned his eyes back to the bedsheets, unable to look Izuku in the eye right now. He knew that the answer was going to hurt either way.
Izuku's voice was so soft that Shouto could barely hear it and it almost broke on that one single word.
'Yes.'
Shouto gritted his teeth together. He had known it all this time, yet he allowed himself to deny it. He had hoped that the answer would be no, that he could just apologize for any misunderstanding that would've come from that, and that they could move on. Having Izuku say this, it made everything so much more complicated.
'B-but I would never leave you!' Izuku spoke up, squeezing Shouto's hands lightly.
'Then why did you search for that?' Shouto managed to say. His mind was going haywire. He didn't know how he wanted this conversation to go anymore, didn't know what he wanted as an end result. He just knew he wanted Izuku to stay with him.
Izuku bit his lip, trying to keep his tears from falling. 'I don't know,' he said.
Shouto shook his head, glancing up, eyes meeting with Izuku's. He could almost see Izuku flinch under the gaze.
'You do know,' Shouto pushed. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to hurt his boyfriend. Yet, right now, he was hurting, and that wasn't fair either.
Izuku tugged on his hands until Shouto finally released them, then turned to cover his face with them, sobbing softly.
Shouto reached out, wrapping his arms around the small boy's body and holding him tight. He softly stroked Izuku's green curls as the sobs started to grow louder and more uncontrollable as the boy was probably fighting with himself.
'I'm not mad at you,' Shouto repeated. 'I just want to know what you want.'
Izuku sniffed and hiccupped, clutching tightly onto Shouto's shirt. 'I don't know what I want,' Izuku whined, unable to keep his voice steady.
Shouto's hand rubbed along Izuku's back soothingly. 'Yes, you do. Just tell me. We can figure this out.' Izuku made a sound that hurt Shouto's heart so much that he actually wanted to run away and hide, but he didn't.
'I w-want b-both,' Izuku hiccupped.
Shouto fought hard to keep his voice neutral as his heart was pounding in his chest. 'Both what?' he replied, knowing fully well what Izuku meant.
'Both of you,' Izuku responded, breaking out into a massive sob.
Shouto didn't know what to do now. It was pretty clear what Izuku wanted, but if it was possible… nobody knew. Dating two people at the same time is not something that's done often.
Izuku softly pushed himself away and wiped his eyes, even though the tears still kept on falling. 'I.. know,' he said in between breaths. Shouto raised an eyebrow at the remark.
'I know that it's… wrong… to want both,' Izuku continued, working very hard to keep his voice even and to stop the tears. 'But I just.. I don't know… Why do I want this!?' he cried out, letting his face fall into his hands again.
'It's okay,' Shouto said, reaching out and stroking Izuku's arm gently. 'We'll figure it out. Together.'
Izuku nodded, unable to speak. Izuku whipped his head back, startling Shouto, as he took a deep breath. 'I just.. I couldn't tell you. I thought you'd think that I didn't love you anymore or something… but that's not true!' he started rambling. 'I love you, I'm sure of that, but I also love Kacchan and… it's confusing. It feels like I should make choice, but I can't, Shouto, I just can't!'
Shouto was a bit taken aback by this sudden approach, but he's also glad that Izuku was starting to get his head together and act like himself again.
'Maybe you're just confused because you're meeting up with him so much. You're not allowing yourself to get over him,' Shouto offered, trying to keep his own intentions hidden. He never meant to force Izuku away from helping Katsuki, not when he could see that it made the boy that happy, but if it's hurting him that much, then it might be for the best.
Izuku shook his head, then gazed past Shouto at something, then nodded, before looking lost again. Eventually, he just shrugged before looking at his hands in his lap.
'What do you want?' Shouto tried again.
Izuku was nibbling on his lip. He knew what he wanted, but it was just impossible. 'I want to date you and Katsuki,' Izuku admitted honestly.
'But you can't,' Shouto added.
Izuku shook his head again, tears stinging his eyes. 'It's wrong to do that.'
'Then what do you want?' Shouto probed.
Izuku's gaze flickered up to Shouto's, then away at somewhere else in the room. 'I want to not be confused anymore.'
'Then we'll do that,' Shouto said, trying his best to smile.
'But I don't know how!' Izuku exclaimed, sounding exasperated. 'I just don't know how I'll ever get over Kacchan. I have loved him since middle school… maybe even before that.. I can't just forget about him!'
Izuku cringed as he looked back up at Shouto, seeing how the dual-user's nose was scrunched up as Izuku talked. 'I'm sorry,' Izuku whispered.
Shouto straightened his face. 'No, I'm sorry,' he replied. 'I only want you to be honest with me. If you don't tell me anything, we can't work on it. You know that.'
Izuku nodded, feeling bad. Everything right now seemed to lead to a choice, and because of the promise he had made, he felt obligated to stay with Shouto. Even though that was what he wanted, he felt trapped.
'I'm not going to stand in your way if you want to choose Bakugou.'
Izuku glanced up, mouth open in shock. 'I never said.. I wouldn't ever.. Shouto!' he whined, tears starting to roll down his cheeks again.
Shouto stared in shock, his eyebrows raised. 'That's not what I meant,' he quickly said, but Izuku had already started sobbing again. 'Fuck,' Shouto muttered, reaching out and pulling Izuku against his chest.
'We're going to figure this out, okay?' he said with the most soothing voice he could muster.
Izuku nodded against his chest.
'You don't have to come up with a solution right now. We'll do this together.'
Izuku squeaked as he tried to talk to no avail. Izuku was so scared of Shouto being mad at him, and yet even though he wasn't, right now he felt somehow even worse.
He knew that Shouto wasn't making him choose right now, but the dual-user was going to. Neither Izuku nor Shouto believed in a non-monogamous relationship after all. It just couldn't happen.
It took Izuku a long time to calm down after all, eventually falling asleep in Shouto's arms from exhaustion.
Shouto was still stroking the boy's hair even long after Izuku had fallen asleep, pondering and murmuring to himself. Even though Shouto had hurt from discovering that Izuku was still in love with Katsuki, maybe even more than the boy was in love with him, it couldn't compare with how bad he had felt after seeing Izuku crumble to pieces.
He rested his chin on top of Izuku's hair. Right now, there was nothing more he could do.
Katsuki grumbled as he got to his feet after someone knocked on his door. As he swung the door open, ready to blow someone up – quite literally – he was surprised by seeing Shouto stand there.
'May I come in?' the dual-user asked politely.
Katsuki gritted his teeth, not quite in the mood for conversation. 'Why the fuck should I let you?' he responded.
Shouto's expression remained deadpan. It made Katsuki even more pissed off. 'I have some matters to discuss with you. Mainly about Izuku.'
Katsuki raised an eyebrow. 'Izuku?'
Shouto blinked, unaffected. They were dating and being intimate with each other, why would he call his boyfriend anything other than by his first name?
'Yes. Midoriya, to you. Deku, if you please.'
Katsuki's hands shook with anger. He knew that Izuku was the guy's first name. It didn't mean that this half 'n half bastard could use it so casually!
'I have nothing to discuss with you,' he replied cold. Nothing he wouldn't regret saying, at least.
'I'm doing this because it is what's best for Izuku.'
Katsuki huffed and his face broke out into a grin. 'Are you deciding what's best for him now?'
Shouto shook his head, his face still neutral. Katsuki couldn't stand it. 'We talked it over and decided that this is what's best for him.'
'Then why isn't he coming over himself?'
'Because he's scared.'
This took Katsuki aback. Izuku had come over to his room numerous times the past few weeks, talking to Katsuki and having fun as if it was their childhood again. Izuku being scared to face him? Bullshit.
'You're lying,' he spat through gritted teeth.
Shouto sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers. 'Fine. I'm here because I want to. I need to tell you something and it's in Izuku's best interest. He's aware of the situation, but he didn't actually want to. I'm just making the decision easier for him.'
Katsuki huffed, his pride swelling a little for being right, but his blood boiling for Shouto having the guts to stand in front of him and lie like that.
'Then what the hell are you here for?' Katsuki continued, tired of playing games.
'I need you to stop hanging out with him.' Shouto was straightforward with his request; demand really.
Katsuki blinked a couple of times before chuckling. 'You're kidding, right?'
Shouto narrowed his eyes, not liking how this was turning out. 'No, I'm not.'
Katsuki's face fell, his eyebrows drawn together as he frowned. 'You need me to stop hanging out with him? Why the fuck..' he started.
Shouto put one hand on Katsuki's chest, pushing him aside and allowing himself in. He didn't care much for manners right now.
'I didn't fucking tell you to come in!' Katsuki snapped.
Shouto turned Katsuki's desk chair around and sat down on it. 'I know you didn't. It's considered quite rude.'
Sparks were going off in Katsuki's palms. He balled his hands into fists to contain them. He would only get his furniture insured so many times by the school before he had to pay for it himself.
'Why the fuck would I stop hanging out with him?' Katsuki spat. He hadn't forgotten the conversation he had a couple of days ago with Ejiro. He wanted to get past his crush on Izuku and move on with his life.
He was going to tell Izuku himself that the sessions had to stop, making up some lame excuse as how he had changed enough already and didn't need any more guidance. He wouldn't go to the lengths to hurt the nerd if he could.
All of this didn't mean he wasn't stubborn enough to throw his original plan aside and decide to hang out with Izuku after all, if only to spite Shouto.
Shouto sighed deeply. 'He still has feelings for you. You're enabling him to fall for you by letting him keep coming over. It's hurting him and I don't like seeing him like that, so you need to stop.'
'Hah!?' Katsuki exclaimed in disbelief. Izuku still had feelings for him!? Fuck! That couldn't be true, right?
'I know you still like him like that as well and I'm just afraid that he keeps seeing opportunities that aren't there.'
'Hold on a minute,' Katsuki interrupted, holding up his hand to stop Shouto from talking. 'What do you mean he still has feelings for me? Does that mean he's dumped you?'
Feelings of hope started fluttering in Katsuki's chest. He quickly suppressed them, knowing it wasn't right for him to feel like that.
If Izuku had indeed dumped Shouto, Katsuki would go and support him if needed, not try to become his next boyfriend this instant.
Shouto sighed yet again. Katsuki started to get agitated by the condescending sound. 'No, he hasn't dumped me. He still loves me very much, but he has admitted he also has feelings for you.'
'That doesn't make any sense,' Katsuki said.
'I'm aware,' Shouto added. 'It's making him very confused. It's hurting him. If you two could just stop hanging out, his feelings will eventually fade and so will yours. Then we'll all be able to move on as if nothing has happened.'
Katsuki's face started to twist into a snarl. 'And you're saying Izuku hasn't made this choice?' Katsuki snarled.
Shouto opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not finding the words. Eventually, the dual-user settled on a curt 'No.'
Katsuki's eyes started to glint mischievously. 'You're making this decision for him?' he prodded.
Shouto swallowed thickly. He could see exactly where this was going.
'What does he want?'
Shouto's gaze flickered back to Katsuki's, meeting those ruby red eyes that were boring into his own.
'He… he told me he wanted both.'
Katsuki scoffed. He can't be serious. The painful look in Shouto's eyes told the blond otherwise, making his face fall. 'You're serious?'
Shouto nodded once.
'He wants to date us both?'
Shouto took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. 'That's what he told me,' he eventually settled on saying.
Katsuki's mind started to get blurry. The idea of that even being an option… it dazzled him.
'That's fucking crazy,' he muttered under his breath.
Shouto nodded. 'At least that's something we all agree on.'
Katsuki gripped his hair with his hands, still not quite understanding what the hell was going on. Something was still nagging at the back of his mind. 'He's aware that he likes me?'
Shouto mulled for a moment, before replying hesitantly. 'Yes.'
Katsuki gritted his teeth. 'Then why does he still come over? If he likes me and he knows I like him, then why does he do this!?'
Shouto looked out the window, avoiding Katsuki's desperate gaze. 'I don't know. I thought I was learning how to understand him, but apparently I didn't. You've been his friend for years, so I thought you might know better.'
Katsuki cursed under his breath. 'I don't know shit about him anymore.'
Shouto pushed himself to his feet, slowly making his way towards the door. Before leaving, he turned around. 'Now you know how it is. I hope you'll leave him alone, understanding all of this.'
Katsuki didn't have a chance to react before the dual-user already closed the door behind him.
Katsuki made an agitated noise before dropping down onto the edge of his bed.
Katsuki had wanted to move on, wanted to look past his love for Izuku and focus on other things, but this made the situation so much more complicated.
How could that shitty half 'n half bastard expect him to leave Izuku alone after this? Katsuki had a chance.
He growled before throwing himself fully onto the bed, rolling over in frustration. No, he didn't. Izuku was still dating Shouto and this somewhat weird confession wouldn't change anything, if Katsuki could rely on what the dual-user had told him.
Izuku didn't want to leave Shouto and he didn't want to make a choice. He wanted both of them.
Katsuki felt weird at that thought. It wasn't normal to want more than one person romantically. Not that Izuku was normal to begin with.
Katsuki groaned in agitation once more before flopping over and reaching out for his phone, opening his internet app angrily as he nearly punched a hole in the glass screen.
Katsuki felt at a complete loss as he desperately typed into his web browser. He couldn't even begin to think of anyone that could help him at the moment, so his best guess was to ask strangers on the internet.
He didn't feel fully satisfied as he pressed the sent button on the forum, but he knew that it would take a little while before he would get any kind of response.
He tossed his phone away, leaving it on silent so he wouldn't get disturbed as he laid down flat on the floor, straining his abdomen muscles as he did sit-ups until he felt sore and exhausted, temporarily forgetting everything.