Wednesday, January 29. 6:31 a.m.
"D-Deku?" I questioned in a small voice as Kacchan handed me back my phone.
"Your green eyes remind me of that annoying hero." He explained with a smile, still leaning dangerously close to me. "I like Kacchan," he added, and – oh, God – I was about to die right there and there from total embarrassment.
Smirking, the blonde pulled away and moved over to the diner, opening up the door for me. Trying hard not to be a coward, I accepted his gesture and tried to move as normally as possible toward a booth, his booth to be exact. For a moment, he seemed surprised, but it wasn't long before that same, frustrating smirk returned.
"S-so… w-why do you think D-Deku is annoying?" I asked, and it was so weird speaking about myself in the third person. The only hero I really ever spoke of outside of work was All Might, and that was because of how amazing he was. After all, he was the former #1 Hero, and he held that title for most of his career, all the way until his retirement. Of course, that day in itself went down in history as the most monumental hero fight. It was all in effort to save a student from another school; though, I never heard anything about the student after that.
"Is he your favorite hero?" Kacchan asked.
"N-no fair! You can't answer my question with a question." I argued with a pout, and the laugh that came out of him damn near killed me. How was it possible for one man to sound so heavenly?
"Sorry, sorry. You're right ." Cocky bastard. "I think it's his smile." Woah, what? "He's always so happy, and there's no fucking way someone who does what he does is always happy. Like, gross. Dude should show some damn emotion sometimes, like realemotions. Maybe then he'd get laid." I squeaked.
"K-Kacchan!" I spluttered in embarrassment. "You don't have to say that part. B-besides, w-what makes you th-think he's not getting l-l-laid?" Oh, that was so hard to say.
"Hello, boys! This is weird, usually you two are sitting on different sides of the room." Ayumi noted as she made her appearance, and I almost jumped out of my skin. I really hope she hadn't heard me. "What can I get you two this fine, beautiful morning?"
"I'd like the Chilaquiles breakfast platter with the spiciest sauce you have, and a black coffee. Also, an extra order of whatever drink he's having." Kacchan ordered, and I looked at the menu for what he wanted. How the heck did he have the stomach for that so early in the morning?
"And you, Izuku?" Ayumi called, and I shrunk at the sound of my name. "I'll just get you the usual: strawberry-banana pancakes with extra strawberry sauce, sunny-side up eggs, bacon, and hash brown. To drink, a French vanilla cappuccino. Sound about right?" Did she have to say it out loud?
"Y-Yes, ma'am." I stuttered. Satisfied, she clicked her pen and walked away.
"When was the last time you've been to the dentist?" Kacchan asked, and I shot him a glare.
"I go every six months, thank you." I snapped, reaching my limit of embarrassment for one day.
"When you sleep over my place, I'm gonna make sure you leave no fucking germs behind. I'll show you how to really brush your teeth, especially with your damn sweet tooth." He proclaimed, and I stiffened.
"S-sleep over y-your place?" I questioned.
"I've decided I like you, Izuku." Unexpected . "My name is Bakugou, Katsuki. I'm twenty-three, and I work as a Defense Attorney. I deal with a lot of villains, so I have a different opinion than most in that aspect. My favorite color is red. I like action movies. I like spicy food. My favorite breed of dogs is Great Danes. Also, I fucking curse a lot, and I want to date you. Your turn."
My brain couldn't process. He said so much and so little at the same time that my head was spinning. How was I supposed to respond to that? What could I even say to top that off? He was a lot more honest than I thought, and it was kind of surprising. I had to wrack my brain to even remember how to speak coherent sentences.
"M-my name is Midoriya, Izuku," I started. "I'm twenty-three. I'm a blogger for the o-official All Might website. He's my favorite hero, and I don't particularly favor villains, but I'd like to believe they could be changed." For a second, Ground Zero's face flashed through my mind, and guilt knotted my stomach. "M-my favorite color is green. I like watching hero documentaries. I love sweets. I don't have a favorite dog breed because they're all cute. Also, I don't curse if I can help it, and I want to date you too."
That's right, I wanted to date him. Kacchan was handsome and smart, and he clearly liked me back, for whatever odd reason. We were opposites, just like Ayumi had pointed out, but we also seemed kind of similar. It was hard to explain. It was also hard to believe that someone like him would consider being with someone like me.
"Then it's settled. You're my boyfriend now, nerd." How romantic. Rolling my eyes, I didn't even try to bite back the smile that spread across my face.
After that, we talked about a lot of things. We spoke about our favorite movies and hobbies. I learned so much about him in that short amount of time, and I felt happier than I'd been in a long time. For once, my mind wasn't on the other blonde in my life. When our food arrived, the first thing I made him try was the cappuccino. Not to my surprise, he hated it. Of course, he was willing to still drink it, but I took it from him before he could. I would have hated for him to chug it just so it wouldn't go to waste.
"I don't know how you can eat so much, Deku." Kacchan teased as I signed off on paying the bill.
"I burn calories fast." I defended. "By the way, Kacchan, are you still going to call me Deku, despite the fact that you don't like him?" I wondered.
"I don't dislike him." He said. "Besides, you're a different type of Deku. He's the Deku that's overconfidence is fucking frustrating, very much unlike you. You seem to have zero self confidence. You're the small Deku, the nerd. The only thing you two have in common is your eye color." He explained, and I pouted. I hated his explanation.
"I don't think he's overconfident. After all, he knows what it's like to lose battles. Just think about it, Ground Zero ." Oh no. Just saying his name was enough to take my mind back to him.
"Who?" Kacchan asked, arching an eyebrow. "Never fucking heard of him."
"Seriously?!" I half screamed, and the other patrons in the diner looked our way. Blushing, I waved them off and then turned my attention back to the man in front of me. "How do you not know who he is? Ground Zero is probably the biggest villain out there today. His name is spoken everywhere, and he's- well, he's kind of amazing." I should have stopped there. "He's always persistent in achieving his schemes. He's got a super awesome quirk, and he's so smart and confident. Everytime I see him in the news, I'm in awe. He's so different from other villains, but he's also so hard to read. It's crazy. It's crazy that he's him. Really, Deku stands no chance." My chest felt tight, and I had trouble reminding myself that I was in the middle of a date.
"Hmm," Kacchan hummed, and I snapped my head up to look at him in shock. The look in his eyes was unreadable. Was he mad at me? Was he disgusted? Sure, he said he had a different opinion than most when it came to villains, but that didn't mean he liked them, and I sounded like a lovestruck fan! It was probably the most unexpected thing coming from an All Might fanboy like myself, and he was probably trying to figure out whether he still wanted to go forward with dating me.
My heart was pounding loudly in my chest, and I'd never felt more conflicted in my life. My mind was on two separate men at once, and the mere thought that both were out of my reach hurt. If I couldn't have one, I should have been able to have the other. That was only fair, wasn't it? Ground Zero was obviously never going to be anything more than an enemy. Kacchan, however, was everything I wanted. He was perfect, and I was an idiot to talk about another guy the way I did in front of him.
"Okay," Kacchan finally said, and I jumped. "Relax, nerd. I'll take your word for it. Maybe I'll look him up later or something." I don't know if that made me feel better or worse. "Listen, I feel like skipping work today. How about we continue this date all day?"
"That sounds great." I agreed in relief, happy I wasn't about to be dumped. Looking at my phone, I was grateful that there were no missed calls from Kirishima and quickly checked the time.
7:38 a.m.