"Curious approach"

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Night fell through the reddish sky that vanished into small bursts of color that were gradually decanting.

There was little left for the curfew that was given during the week, compared to the best available on weekends, it was forced that the students were at least on school grounds by 7.

Deku still did not arrive, and Bakugou lost his patience with every minute he advanced from his wristwatch. It was a reverend annoyance to be waiting for the nerd when he didn't even wait for anyone.

He couldn't imagine how things would happen between them if they were a couple, because knowing each other, he was behind the nerd all the time.

He was folded in the living room, some of his friends were there, perhaps keeping him company in what he expected from his beloved nerd, but apparently they were watching a series on Netflix and did not seem to pay attention at all.

So, Bakugou took out his cell phone and started to ramble on Instagram, scrolling with his finger the absurd photos that the people he had followed (although they were relatively few), until he came across a photo of Deku uploaded that same day; It was a picture of himself, showing a sunset.

So he went to the beach? He supposed.

Deku's expression was calm, his freckles stood out laughing and his lips were curved in a tender smile. The sunset made Deku shine more than it normally was.

He was reassured to know that Deku had gone to the beach, who knows which one, but he looked happy, so the rest didn't matter. He could already relax his tense body and wait for him.

Yes, he wanted to wait for him.

"I'm here." Deku's voice was noticeable from the entrance to the bedrooms.

"Welcome" his friends chanted.

Deku entered with his uniform still on, his expression looked tired, but the smile on his face didn't fade.

As soon as Deku gave Bakugou a look, he colored a little.

"K-Kacchan" He said in a nod.

"Tsk" He said, impatient of waiting.

"C-can I talk to you, K-Kacchan?" He approached him to tell him that, taking Bakugou by surprise, but as the expert he was to hide his emotions, he nodded with a frown.

He stood up and followed Deku, who led him into the hallways of the bedrooms until he stood in an area where there were no people. They were alone.

"What do you want to talk about, nerd?" Bakugou inquired, raising his eyebrows.

Deku glanced at him and then looked at the floor; He rubbed his fingers together, blinking anxiously.

"Come on, spit it out," Bakugou demanded, clearly impatient; to this, Deku was startled, and panicked when he couldn't speak.

"Em, Kacchan…" He muttered, tense.

"Hah?" He nodded abruptly, shoving both hands into his pockets. He too, was getting nervous in the presence of Deku.

"I-I'm so sorry" Deku said awkwardly; He bowed, blushing.

"What?" Bakugou coughed, slightly opening his eyes in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, Kacchan" He said hurriedly again. "I ignored you in training, I didn't accept to be your partner because Todoroki-kun asked me first, but I still felt bad for rejecting you, and I didn't do it with bad intention, I swear, it's just that he's my friend, and-

"Shut your mouth, damn nerd!" He exclaimed, putting his hand up. Deku fell silent, clenching his lips. "I don't need to hear your whole version, with one is enough" He clarified, frowning.

In a way, he was happy because the nerd had not forgotten what happened in the training, but had the consideration of giving priority to him for his fault.

"I don't need you to apologize" He said, taking a hand behind the back of his neck. Deku looked up, a little restless. "Deku, everything is fine between us" He felt stupid saying something so unorthodox of his person, however, he needed to be clear with the nerd because if he wasn't, he wouldn't understand anything (as always).

"Really?" He stuttered hopefully.

"Didn't you hear me?" He snapped.

"Oh!" Deku shook his hands. "No-no it's not that, Kacchan." He smiled nervously. "It makes me happy that you're not mad at me" He confessed, looking down, as was his voice.

"Get ready, damn nerd" He warned, pointing his finger. "You don't do that to me again, did you understand?"

Deku, tensed in panic, then stood firm and nodded straight

"Tsk" He murmured, suppressing the huge smile that threatened to get out of his lips.

He felt better than that morning.

However, he saw that Deku decided to put an end to his conversation because he immediately began his journey towards another course; When he noticed this, he didn't want to let him go so fast.

"Deku" He spoke complainingly, seeing that he stopped and looked at him questioningly; His head went blank.

What would he say to the nerd?

"Kacchan?"

Deku saw him in half a turn, because he was about to leave who knows where.

"Where are you going?" Bakugou said awkwardly.

This surprised Deku, who turned in front of him.

"To my room" He replied doubtfully. "Why do you ask, Kacchan?"

"Did you do your homework yet?" He regretted how stupid he must have seen in asking such a question.

"No, Kacchan" Deku replied, a little bewildered. "Do you want to do it together?" He supposed, raising an eyebrow in interest.

"What?" He coughed, flushed. "No stupid"

"Oh" He said in a sigh. "Well, Kacchan, I'm going to do it" He notified, giggling.

"Hold on!" He held his arm, shocking Deku, the way he reacted in awe.

"K-Kacchan?"

"I'm not done with you yet" He informed, grunting, exerting some pressure on his grip. In that his mind went blank, because he couldn't think of reasonable excuses to make Deku stay with him any longer.

"Kacchan?" Deku insisted, posing his huge green eyes on his, making the situation more complicated.

Bakugou didn't want to give up, no, if he was the best, how to give up if he was Bakugou Katsuki.

"We have to argue" He snapped, startling him immediately.

"K-Kacchan?" Deku blinked in a questioning gesture.

"Will you go to your house for Christmas?" He asked something stupid, but the nerd was so clumsy he wouldn't suspect his intense inner nervousness.

"Yes" He heard him say. "Will you also come, Kacchan?"

"Hah?" He said twisted, almost exalted by the combustion of sensations that dominated him.

"My mom and your mom will get together to spend the holidays" Deku said. "And I will go"

Oh right, he remembered that his mother has loved the nerd since they were children, and who wouldn't love a child as cute as Deku was? His mother had a very special love for Deku, and he always asked him how he was whenever she could, but he, as usual, slipped away from the subject like the idiot he was.

"I don't know" He said in a tense voice.

"Oh…" Deku looked down, looking disappointed. "It's okay" He forced himself to smile. "It's not mandatory to go"

"Yes, I'll go" He snapped wildly, pulling him closer from the grip of his arm.

"But-but you said" Deku replied, confused.

"Forget what I said, Deku" He scolded. "I'm going to the meeting our moms do" He said, looking away at Deku's curly hair. It looked as soft as a spongy cloud.

"Really?" His eyes shone and a smile from ear to ear lit him.

"Stop making that face!" He scolded, pinching his cheeks.

"Ouch." He pouted.

"You better keep your word" Said Bakugou. "Because if not, I'll kill you." He threatened, barely releasing Deku's face from his hands.

"Yes, Kacchan" He replied, rubbing both cheeks, wincing.

"Anyway." He put a hand behind his neck, touching his hair, a mechanism to dissipate tensions. "I'll see you later." He cleared his throat, assuming he had experienced too many sensations in a single day.

They had simply been too many.

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P.S. A somewhat short chapter of Bakugou.