"The confession"
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Bakugou immediately took Deku to his room without worrying about telling his friends that he would leave the meeting or that he would not be present in the remainder of the event between them.
He noticed that Deku was trembling, and if he got too close he shivered. The nerd was odd, but he would find out why he was behaving that way, although he didn't deny that he was upset that the nerd was nervous with him near him; besides, they had hold hands recently.
He locked the door securely, inviting Deku to take a seat on the edge of his bed, to which he moved mechanically and stiffly, sitting politely.
"You-you wanted to talk to me, Kacchan?" Those words came out of his mouth in panic. Why was that behavior in Deku? Bakugou frowned, sitting next to Deku, of which he responded by jumping backward, ragged.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Deku?" He inquired a little shocked, fixing his gaze on his that sought to evade it.
"Nothing-nothing!" He issued in horror, opening his eyes.
"It doesn't seem like anything" He said, convinced. "I want to know what you meant back there" He demanded, raising his eyebrows in a challenging pose. Noticing that Deku said nothing, he wanted to put more pressure on him: "Are you afraid? Eh nerd?"
"No-it's not that" Deku snapped worriedly.
"So what is it?" He crossed his arms, inquiring with his eyes.
Deku averted his eyes to the ground, hesitating with his hands clashing each other tightly, he observed that his breathing became agitated and his cheeks gradually flushed.
The anxiety to know what Deku referred to was enormous.
This only caused Deku to panic, taking another leap, tensing with his hands.
"I…" He saw him battling to get his own voice, but it was difficult to do so.
A feeling of regret for subjecting the nerd to a situation that perhaps he was not ready to face was not a good way to treat him well, as he said he would. His desire to know the reason "I want to be with you" came to him as an urgency to process him well in his mind.
It's obvious that they were not empty words by Deku!
"What annoyance" He said angrily, exalting Deku, who blushed resembling a tomato.
"Kacchan" He said fearfully. "I'll tell you." He put both hands up to his chest to give himself space.
"You were doubting" He claimed, frowning in irritation. "That doesn't tell me anything"
"I-I know." He shook nervously.
"Spit it out, no?" He encouraged him.
"I better go." He stumbled, and stood up quickly, heading for the door, but he was faster than the nerd and grabbed him by the wrist, accidentally stamping him against the door. "Ouch" He spread the nerd, reacting slowly.
"Who gave you permission to retire?" He grumbled, offended. He got the scared look from the nerd, but that didn't affect him at all. "You better not play with me, huh damn nerd" He warned, preventing Deku, who was looking to get out of his room.
"Please-please" He pleaded in a trembling voice. "Don't do this to me, Kacchan." He hid his face in his hands.
"What do you not want me to do?" He claimed, wrinkling his nose.
Deku looked at him from the corner of his eye, separating two fingers from his flushed face, where his beautiful green eyes landed on his.
"You're going to hate me" He said, swallowing hard, backing up until he was caught between the door and Bakugou's body, so he couldn't run away for much effort.
"Tell me what you had to tell me back there" He demanded, losing patience. "If you don't tell me, I won't let you out of here." Deku's eyes widened, he swallowed again, shivering and ragged. He looked like a helpless cat. So fragile that the minimum friction would break into a thousand pieces. "I really want to know" He added, calming his tone.
"I don't know how to start" Deku admitted terribly shy.
Bakugou's eyes fixed on Deku's, his brain clutching his skull in a rather vivid sway, but which eventually became annoying.
"How are things" He said demandingly, taking off the physical contact he imposed on him, to give him space so that he could find the words he seemed to be looking for inside his mind.
So easy it was to tell him things as they were, but he had to respect that for the nerd to say them as is when it was complicated was not a simple task.
"Straight to the point, Deku" He added, frowning.
Deku was startled, putting his fingers under his mouth as if they held him in one piece, because if not, he implied that he would break at that moment if he opened his mouth; his eyes resembled lights reflecting a complexity inclined towards the fear of being discovered. A kind of immeasurable fear that overwhelmed the mind of the poor nerd, who every second that ran the clock, changed from red to one calm by fear.
He opened his mouth and then closed it, then opened it again, but made no sound.
Bakugou began to get seriously impatient, and he didn't suppose that Deku had a clear solution that would calm his nerves. What stopped the nerd to speak?
"Deku, say something please!" He yelled desperately, putting both hands to his blond hair.
"I-I" Something perceptible came out of Deku's mouth. He straightened slightly to Deku's face, so that he would end his speech speech, in a nutshell, his mediocre attempt to speak.
"Aha." He encouraged him, shaking his hands in signal to move on.
"I-I…like you" He confessed curled up in his hands, which immediately hid his face, his flushed cheeks adorned Deku's tender face.
"Hah?" He was petrified similar to a statue of those seen in the street, or in museums. Static and stiff, he regained knowledge of those direct words that emerged from Deku.
"I like you" sounded like a mantra, a mantra that was said every morning and every night he got out of bed. Such two direct words, made it boil inside; He felt his face redden like red rose petals.
"Are you serious?" He raised an eyebrow, afraid it was a lie. Any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence and Bakugou was not willing to face a situation in which Deku recanted his words.
Deku nodded slowly, but stiff.
"I like you, Kacchan" He confessed embarrassed, letting his eyes peek behind his hiding hands.
"Damn nerd!" He spat in the air, not knowing how to act or what to say.
"I'm sorry." He apologized in terrible shame, shaking his head in shock. "It disgusted you, I know"
"No stupid!" He scolded, stamping both hands on Deku's sides, exalting him instantly. He stopped moving, clenching his lips, looking like he was about to cry. "It's not that"
"Eh?"
"I like you too" He confessed in a sudden voice, flushed to the gut.
"H-huh?" Deku blinked, open-mouthed.
"I like you" He admitted impatiently. "I really like you, nerd." He emphasized every word that came from his mouth.
"K-Kacchan!" He jumped, putting his hands to his mouth, shocked.
"I wouldn't lie with something like that" He continued, boiling inside. "These feelings are true, I know it's hard to believe, but I don't lie to you, Deku, when I tell you that I like you"
"But-but" He gestured without believing him.
"I know, I treated you badly" He argued bitterly. "I was an idiot with you, the worst of idiots, but I've always been looking at you, and when the half and half bastard approached you, I realized that that supposed hatred I swore to feel towards you, was nothing but love." He chuckled, since fear emerged from the pit of his stomach to the folds of his throat. "That's why I approached you, because I wanted to stay with you, there's no explanation more remote than that." He raised his shoulders and then lowered them. "I thought about it a lot, and I came to the conclusion that I fell in love with you, Deku."
Deku's jaw dropped, who blinked from him. It was to be expected that he would not believe him at first.
"Wow." He could give a deep sigh.
"You know, I didn't imagine that my love confession would be this way" He admitted, chuckling. "But, I don't complain, on the contrary, I feel better since I told you how I feel"
"K-Ka" Deku's voice vanished, while his green eyes watched him with great analysis, tapping his index finger on the tip of his chin.
"Don't force yourself, Deku" He assured, unsure of how to handle the shock the nerd suffered. "I don't know if it's right or wrong to make guesses, but I'm worried I don't know what's going on in your mind."
Deku looked at him openly, penetrating him with his eyes, and suddenly, a tender smile emerged from his lips.
"It's just that I'm happy, Kacchan" He said gently.
As he expected, Deku's eyes dampened and crying arose, creating cataracts under his eyelids dripping in tears of joy, joyful happiness.
Bakugou smiled when he saw the nerd disarm in a cloth of tears like daisy.
But, a doubt in his head usurped.
"Deku" He spoke as cautious as he could be. The aforementioned looked up, shrieking. "Nothing happens between you and the half and half bastard?"
"Eh?" He hiccuped, breathing raggedly. "Todoroki-kun?" He muttered confused.
"Who else?" He growled stubbornly.
"Todoroki-kun is my friend" He replied sobbing, wiping his tears with the back of his hand.
"Your friend?" He repeated hostilely, clenching his teeth.
Deku affirmed.
"He's my best friend" He said, releasing a hiccup.
"I saw the opposite." He shook his head in disdain. "Your eyes lit up when you saw him a while ago."
This scared the nerd, who stumbled, releasing another hiccuped followed by a broken sob, but not before, to shake his head.
"Todoroki-kun is special." He cleared his throat.
"Then your way of liking is different" He boasted indignantly.
"What do you mean by that?" Deku frowned, looking at him doubtfully.
"You love that bastard, don't you?" He said feeling hurt, waving a claim arm. "You liked me as a friend, isn't it? I'm just Kacchan in your eyes"
"No-no," Deku raised his hands in denial, alarmed.
"Don't try to look good with me" He continued disarming. "Don't pity me."
"No, Kacchan, please" He whined desperately.
"Don't talk anymore!"
"It's a misunderstanding!" Deku erupted in a tone greater than his own, even though his voice came out hoarse due to crying. "Todoroki-kun is special because he's my dear friend, but you're more special than him, Kacchan."
"Don't lie" He pointed out with massacred pride.
"I like you very much, Kacchan." He took him from his forearms, shaking him in despair. "I-I love you, Kacchan."
"Deku" He stopped at that moment when words entered his ears and things began to make sense. He clenched his eyes tightly, without stopping to tremble and with tears falling from his eyelids, running down his cheeks like a river.
He knew him, he knew that when Deku said those things, he was fragile in appearance and then crumbled into tears.
Deku didn't lie to him… rather, he never lied to him.
"How I hate that half and half!" He roared, tensing his forearms, which Deku still held with his hands. "Deku" He spoke abruptly, surprising Deku. "I'm sorry." He took Deku's hands in his, holding them gently. "I got carried away by my pain when I thought you loved the half and half bastard, when it really wasn't like that, that's why I'm sorry" He said barely, even though he never apologized to Deku, he had more than well understood that he must do it. "And one more thing" He warned in advance, sketching a small, good-natured smile. "I love you"
"Kacchan!" Deku shrieked.
"Oh, nerd." He let go of his hands and ruffled his hair with his right hand and with the other he fixed it gently on his shoulder. "You're always crying for everything." He sighed calmly.
"I'm-I'm happy" He muttered, smiling in his tears.
"Me too." It occurred to him to fix both hands on his shoulders, lowering his head slightly so that he had huge nerd eyes perched on his.
"Kacchan?" He looked at him questioningly, blushing a little.
"Just not to let loose ends, Deku" He said. "Your like is the same type as my like, right?" He saw him nod quickly. "Then." He took Deku by the wrist and pulled him towards him to hug him tightly, feeling the emerging warmth of the nerd's skin and its fresh scent that intoxicated his senses. He felt that Deku shuddered, doubting whether to hug him or stay stiff as a statue. "You can hug me too" He said in his ear, feeling him tremble at the sound of him, and then he hugged him back, clinging to him from his arms.
"Kacchan" He sighed happily, then laughed from the same.
He swore he was so red that he could impersonate tomato in the supermarket, or worse, the red color of Todoroki's hair. He was overwhelmed by a dislike of remembering that parallel in his mind, and grabbed his grip on Deku's body, not wanting to get away from him soon.
It was complicated to have understood him, because of not having exalted and feeling that his pride was broken in thousands of pieces scattered on the ground, he reached to listen to Deku and his sense of reasoning aroused sanity in him; In addition, his feelings threatened to explode, just like his Quirk, but it would be a sentimental explosion that revered the green colors of the person he hugged with great force.
However, he had a drive to want to try something new with him, so he broke away a little from the warm hug they shared and leaned into Deku's mouth very slowly, realizing that Deku noticed his action and closed his eyes. willing to do the same, despite having his cheeks flushed in a crimson red and his previous tears were dry on his face.
He cheered up and approached Deku's lips, until they touched their mouths and he could kiss him.
There were no longer any loose ends between them, and the bittersweet sensation of the past dissipated like fog, and the fear became effervescent bubbles of joy that ran through their veins heating them in loving decor, in absolute bliss.
He did not emphasize how long it lasted in that lax state, the only thing he remembered was that the beating of his heart matched with those of Deku and when he kissed him, those feelings exploded everywhere in great happiness until he reached the unattainable, until the intangible became tangible between his hands and the unusual became normal.
He had no doubt that between him and Deku their relationship had changed, that is, progressed to a better course than the previous one.
What would follow, he cared little, but say nothing.
What mattered was having Deku in his arms until the end…
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P.S. I hope you liked this chapter, and there is still a bit to go.
Deku finally confesses his feelings!