Katsuki had become unusually quiet. Even with their fingers still intertwined, he remained fixated on the wall, deep in concentration. His silence and narrowed eyebrows were starting to concern Momo.
"I recognise that look" she mused, squeezing his hand again. "What're you thinking now?"
There'd been a reason he'd become so quiet: ever since they'd made their true feelings, Katsuki had unfortunately found himself consumed by thoughts he hadn't ever originally considered – and they were not welcome ones either. There was also a reason why he refused to acknowledge her: because he wasn't confident she would react well.
"It's nothing."
Momo was disappointed to hear him refuse, especially after how honest they'd been with one another. "I can see something's bothering you. What is it? You can tell me."
Katsuki clicked his tongue in irritation. "I told you, it's nothing"
"If it's so unimportant than you won't mind sharing it, will you?"
Katsuki removed his hand forcefully. "Smartarse."
If it hadn't already been clear that whatever was concerning him was of great importance, it certainly was now, and Momo was determined to uncover what it was to hopefully support him with it, and returned her discarded hand back to his thigh as she proceeded to caress it gently.
"There's no need for you to hide anything from me anymore. You can trust me. I'm here for you now."
The comforting gesture was enough to convince Katsuki to return his attention, and he was greeted with another of her encouraging smiles. It wasn't her insistence that had caused Katsuki great distress rather the certainty that she wouldn't appreciate at all what he had to share.
"Please" whispered Momo pleadingly, "I want to know."
It wasn't like him to contain his honest sentiments about somebody from them, but for the sake of her feelings and wellbeing, Katsuki would have to make an exception. He cursed himself for his continued noncompliance and insensitivity.
"Trust me, you don't wanna hear what it is…"
"We won't know that unless you share it…"
She was remarkably adept at highlighting the fallacies in his arguments, but that had always been one of her most impressive attributes. Perhaps it was presumptuous of him to assume that she wouldn't understand. If there was one thing he'd come to learn from their short time together it's that it's far more constructive to just be honest. And if anybody could possibly understand what was concerning him, it was her, the most sensible and rational of them. After all, it involved her, and she deserved to know.
And with this attitude in mind, Katsuki lowered his defences and surrendered, instinctively preparing himself for reaction that was to ensue.
"…I'm just wondering if this is really the right thing we should be doing, and if we should really be doing anything at all know that we know the truth."
"I assumed that was it…" she confessed meekly, folding her hands in her lap.
Katsuki discreetly observed the gesture from the corner of his eyes, and immediately wished he hadn't said anything.
His concern hadn't escaped her, either. But unlike him, Momo had only been focused on the positives – her own hopes and desires – rather than his and the very real complications the idea invited. They had a fondness and appreciation for another, so realistically, it was only natural they explore their compatibility a little more thoroughly and possibly establish a relationship. Or at least, that was what all the men and women in the fairy-tales her grandmother used to recite to her did . Wasn't their mutual affection enough of a reason, or was there something else that needed to be done? This was all so confusing.
"What is it exactly that gives you pause?" Asked Momo politely. Katsuki wasn't somebody who usually suffered from doubt or hesitation, so she knew he wouldn't be cautious if he didn't have a good reason to be. "Is there something wrong with this? Shouldn't we choose to pursue this?"
For somebody who typically operated on instinct and impulse, Katsuki shouldn't have had reservations. He was conflicted, absolutely, but if there was something he had his mind and heart set on achieving, he'd pursue it without question or fear of the potential jeopardy, and this was one such ambition. How Katsuki wished there wasn't a discussion to be had, but there was something about this that didn't sit well with him. In spite of his willingness, he couldn't consciously consent to this completely.
Katsuki scowled, finding difficulty translating his conflicting thoughts into words. "I mean, I guess not… There shouldn't be anything wrong. It's just…" he sighed with frustration, "I don't know what is it but something just doesn't f*cking feel right. I know this isn't what you wanted to hear from me after we just talked about all that…"
Momo wasn't entirely surprised; his concern had been her initial prediction. This discovery, however, didn't prevent her from feeling a little dispirited.
"I just - I thought you might be a little more enthusiastic now, and more receptive to the idea of becoming something more than just classmates…"
"I want to. I wanna say that I'm totally on board for this. It's just… I'm not sure if this is something we should really be doing…"
"…Are you sure there isn't a reason you don't completely consent?" Momo's eyes widened when she arrived at a possible explanation. "It's because of me, isn't it? I've tainted our relationship before we even had a chance to establish, haven't? I was too forceful and demanding, wasn't I? I'm sorry. I-I never intended to pressure you…"
Katsuki shook his head. "It's not you. You haven't done anything. It's…" he hesitated, "I wanna say that it's just me…but it's really the both of us."
"I don't understand…"
Pursuing romantic interest with somebody hadn't ever been a priority for Katsuki who'd always been totally committed to his one true ambition in life. But now that he'd discovered the very real excitement the prospect of spending time with such an incredible individual evoked in him, a 'relationship' didn't sound so uninviting or pointless any more. But their mutual eagerness was the very source of his distress, because there were an innumerable amount of reasons why they weren't suitable for each other.
"It's like… We're two completely different people. We're total f*cking opposites of each other with almost nothing in common. And as if that wasn't bad enough, we don't know a single f*cking thing about each other, either. In the time that we've been classmates together, neither of has gone to any effort to try and get know the other better. Yeah, we might've just found out we both liked that kiss, but if we hadn't ever felt motivated to get to each other before, why should we now? 'Cause we kissed? 'Cause we both liked it? That's not enough of a reason."
Every word single words expressed impacted Momo in ways she hadn't experienced before. Feelings of disappointment and failure to deliver upon expectations weren't uncommon to her, but these debilitating feelings of heartbreak were totally new. It hurt to hear he objected to the prospect so vehemently. It hurt even to know that he was absolutely right.
After making eye contact with her and discovering that all too familiar expression of hurt and disappointment on her face, Katsuki immediately wished that he hadn't. She didn't say anything for several seconds, but her silence spoke volumes for how she really felt.
Katsuki raised a hand provocatively. "See? I knew you'd react like this. Why do you think I tried to keep this from you? I knew you'd be pissed with me."
But to his shock and disbelief, rather than a response or gesture that confirmed his suspicions, he was instead treated to a gentle shake of her head with an apologetic smile.
"I'm not disappointed to hear that you have reservations, if that's what you think. On the contrary, I'm…actually really relieved. Your reluctance to proceed is how I know you're taking everything into consideration. It's how I know you really care. At least one of us is thinking and reacting carefully. Unlike me, you're actually behaving rationally and exhibiting caution. You're focusing on logic rather than emotion."
Their glaring dissimilarities and conflicting personalities hadn't gone unrecognised to Momo, but it was only after he brought attention to them and the many other complicating factors did Momo acknowledge just how critical they were. He was right; she was blindly rushing into something without taking time to properly evaluate everything. Just because they could pursue a connection doesn't inherently mean they should, and Momo cursed herself for failing to realise that earlier. She understood completely why he didn't believe he could consent; this really was something that demanded proper care and consideration. He'd been focused on what was the most sensible decision for the both of them, and here she was thinking entirely about herself.
"I've been really unfair to you" whispered Momo, "and I apologise for my inconsiderate behaviour. I've been so blinded by how I feel that I haven't been thinking about how you must feel about this. I forget that this doesn't just involve in me. This isn't about what I want, and it never has been. It's about what's right for both of us. I've placed a terrible amount of guilt on you for actually thinking sensibly, and I'm sorry. I do not blame you for being cautious. In fact, you have every right to be. You are correct; we don't share a terrible amount in common. I think the ratio of similar qualities to dissimilarities is in favour of the latter. We aren't terribly close nor have we ever taken time before to become acquainted. There isn't an existing foundation for us to establish a relationship on, and it's only now do I realise that. There are so many factors that I haven't considered..."
It really was a terrible case of irony that the student possibly the most notorious for obsessive overthinking hadn't carefully evaluated the situation before intending to proceed. And she wondered why Katsuki didn't wish to be with her…
Sighing with a mixture of frustration and disappointment, Momo brought a hand to her face. "How I can be so ignorant and heartless?"
Although she would've denied it adamantly, Katsuki didn't believe she'd committed any offences. She'd only ever been enthusiastic and excited, and he couldn't fault her for that; he too reciprocated her energy, admittedly. He knew she hadn't ever intended to ignore the very real signals. As he continued to watch her, an urgency to comfort her in a similar manner overcame him, but to avoid invading her personal space, he refrained. Instead, he returned to profoundly loathing himself for hurting her once again. Just why had been so eager again? What the hell did she see in him exactly?
"Any observant individual could infer that we aren't ideal partners for one another. In fact, the prospect of a positive and healthy relationship doesn't appear plausible at all, some might say. But this only fuels me with even greater ambition to denounce and defy these accusations…because I'm confident when I say I believe that we can make this work if we try."
In almost an instant, the despondent and dejected classmate before him had been replace by the confident and determined young woman he admired. So caught off guard, Katsuki hadn't allowed her words to properly register with him. But when they did, he felt his body heat increase. He didn't dare question or interrupt her, and instead held his breath and listened attentively.
"There is something between us, and I refuse to believe that you don't think there isn't. I felt it and you felt it, too. It isn't some shallow, artificial affection; it's a genuine appreciation for one another, and something I've yet to feel for another individual before. Call me overzealous but I'm not going to just ignore these feelings and suppress them. You chose to embrace your feelings when you decided to connect with me, and so now I'm going to follow your initiative. You've taught me to act upon instinct – to purse what my heart and soul believes in - which is why I'm going to acknowledge these feelings rather than disregard them." She inhaled and exhaled deeply before presenting a warm smile. "I admire you ever so much, and would very much like to explore our connection further, if you would allow it."
Even if her word meant nothing, Momo was still determined to let him know that if he would permit them to, at the very least, attempt to make a relationship work, she would devote herself entirely; not because she felt indebted or that it was an obligation, but because she genuinely wanted to.
Katsuki had been shocked by her sudden change in attitude. She was typically a very polite and courteous young woman, so to have been treated to her inspiring passion and drive was a little confronting considering she usually reserved for instances of intense exertion. Katsuki knew she wouldn't have summoned that drive unless she was being absolutely honest. Was she really so passionate about this? About him?
"…You're really serious about this, aren't you?" His announcement more of a statement rather than a question.
"I wouldn't be if I didn't believe it was possible." She squeezed her fists together. "I know with the right amount of care, attention and dedication, we could make this work."
Could she really be as dedicated and committed to realising this possibility as she was to her personal goals and ambitions? Katsuki felt his stomach become restless with anticipation once again. Did she really value him so highly, to the point where she was willing to pursue a connection with him, in spite of the many difficulties and challenges?
After witnessing the return of his conflicted, calculating gaze, Momo realised her declaration could very well have been misinterpreted as manipulation. "Please don't misunderstand me" she corrected desperately, "I really hope you don't think I'm trying to pressure you, because that isn't my intention at all. W-we don't have to pursue this any further if you don't want to. If you would prefer we just remain classmates and nothing more, I will understand and respect your decision. If that's all you intend for us to be, then so be it. I don't want you to consent to something you aren't completely comfortable with…"
No response. Instead, he remained completely inactive as he continued to stare at his lap in concentration. He didn't need to say anything for his silence answered for him. Truthfully, it wasn't the outcome she hoped for, but for the sake of his feelings and privacy she would have to learn to make peace with the decision and suppress her feelings. It simply wasn't meant to be, acknowledged Momo. She only wished she'd been able to realise that painfully obvious fact earlier.
"…I mean, if you really reckon we can make something of this…"
Momo felt a flicker of hope and anticipation reignite within her. "You don't need to agree to this for the sake of my feelings. I would really prefer if you were honest with yourself. Is this really what you want?" Who was she to dictate him on what they should be doing? He was entitled to object. He wasn't obligated at all to consent to a relationship with her if he really didn't want to.
When it came to affairs of the heart, he was more inclined to trust her than himself, and if she was positive a connection between them could be established, then he believed her. If she was prepared to engage in this, then he would be doing her a great disservice if he didn't treat her and this union with the very same level of effort, commitment and attention. There was something between them. Katsuki wasn't entirely sure what it was, but what he did know was that he wasn't just about to let it escape him. He hadn't realised it at first, but this was something he was prepared to fight for. She was worth fighting for.
"It is" he whispered, offering his hand tentatively. "I do want this…pretty f*cking badly."
Momo stared at the young man breathlessly. "I…" Not even the many years she'd spent refining her composure and disposition were enough to prevent a beaming smile to spread across her lips. Struggling to find the appropriate words to articulate how she felt, Momo instead resolved to simply accept his hand. "Thank you" she whispered. "Nothing will bring me greater joy than the opportunity to experience this with you."
Katsuki fidgeted uncomfortably. "…You make me sound so important."
Momo held his hand tightly, emblematic of how much he and their bond meant to her. "You are important. To me."
This kind of affection was definitely going to take some getting used to, thought Katsuki. It was appearing that she possessed a power over him that nobody else had as she'd once again effortlessly reduced him into a flustered, smitten school-boy from just the sound of her voice. He broke eye contact from her, embarrassed and irritated for his immaturity and inability to control his emotions.
It was admittedly quite amusing for Momo to witness the typically abrasive gentleman in such a state, but his uncharacteristic change in demeanour didn't falter her opinion of him. It felt really special to know that he actually felt comfortable expressing himself honestly and displaying otherwise foreign ranges of emotions with her. Subtle observations like these were what allowed Momo to know that he really trusted her.
To recover from his humiliating display, Katsuki elected to be the one to continue their discussion. "…So what now? What happens now?"
Momo studied him curiously, trying to decipher what he was implying.
"What do we do next now that we've sorted this all out?"
His question prompted Momo to bring a finger to her lips in curiosity. "I…hadn't thought of that" she confessed before laughing nervously. "I'm not entirely sure, honestly."
Her answer (or lack thereof) didn't inspire confidence in Katsuki. Considering she was the most intelligent of them, he'd expected her to be able to provide an explanation on what was the most ideal procedure to pursue for them.
So fixated on the present, Momo hadn't really considered what they should do for the future. Because of her lack of experience, her knowledge of adolescent affection was limited to just real-life observations and various film and literature she'd explored throughout her life. These could be sources for reference and inspiration, but Momo didn't feel comfortable imitating others, non-fictional or not, and she suspected Katsuki mightn't've wanted to, either.
In spite of her uncertainty, Momo still presented a positive smile for him. The last thing she wanted was to possibly discourage him. "If we both wish to explore our connection a little deeper, I suppose we could start by spending a little more time with one another, and find time to be together. At least, that's what I'd propose we try."
"And how would we do that? Like, go on a date or something?"
"Nothing like that, I assure you. At least, not yet. I think it's a little early to be arranging engagements. Rather than focus on what we aren't capable of doing together yet, perhaps we should instead consider what is possible currently."
Katsuki's eyebrows narrowed. "…Like what?"
Momo paused, retreating into her mind for possible avenues to explore. "Well, activities we wouldn't otherwise engage in together could be an ideal place to experiment with first. Should you ever desire possibly collaborating with schoolwork or accompanying me for a meal or a spot of tea, you're more than welcome to." She smiled hopefully. "And I could always join you for a session of training…or when you prepare a meal for the class, with your permission, of course."
Her otherwise innocuous suggestion provoked concern from Katsuki. She was unware, but he too had been considering the very same possibilities.
Witnessing his visible conflict, Momo raised her hands in desperation. "Not unless you don't want me to. We don't have to do anything like that if you don't want to. I'm just… They're just suggestions. I'm sure there's something we can find that we can enjoy together."
His behaviour and demeanour might've suggested otherwise, but secretly Katsuki had always welcomed any opportunity to work with Momo before, whether cooperatively or competitively. Now he was being offered the chance to converse and interact with her even more frequently. It was a little challenging for Katsuki to comprehend, but he knew he'd be a fool if he rejected the privilege to spend personal, intimate time with her.
For the sake of protecting his pride and ego, he projected a feigned snarl. "I-I mean, if you're fine with those things I guess I could come to agree to them, too. If you don't think you'll be bothered by me…"
Momo beamed with appreciation. "You will hear no objections from me. From henceforth, your presence and involvement is more than welcome. I would really appreciate it if you could join me for some of my personal interests. And of course, should you ever desire some company, please don't hesitate to get in contact with me. I promise that I will try to make time for you from now on."
Katsuki acknowledged with a bashful nod. He was more than prepared to make the same commitment as well. "The same goes for you, I guess. You know, if you're really keen about spending time with me, I suppose you could always join me for some practice or studying. But only if you really want to."
"You wouldn't mind?"
"I do a bit" confessed Katsuki. "You and everybody else should know pretty damn well by now that when it comes to studying and training, I don't like to work with others…"
"I know" reassured Momo. "If you would prefer I didn't get involved-"
"No, it's not that" answered Katsuki anxiously, rubbing his arm uncomfortably. "I mean, yeah, it's definitely gonna take some getting used to, y'know, actually working with somebody else. But for you I reckon I could learn to make an exception…"
"I'll be sure to refrain from distracting you."
Their study and training sessions, while low in total, had always proven to be insightful and informative experiences. She couldn't wait to experience what else they could possibly learn and discover now that they'd become something so much more meaningful and special than just classmates.
"Somehow I don't think that'll be an issue. I'd sooner study with you before any of these other idiots. At least I know you'll actually concentrate on the work."
Momo smiled in reassurance. "That I can promise you."
Although he'd developed a tolerance (and admittedly a degree of appreciation) for some of the more vocal and active students in his class like Kaminari and Ashido, he could only endure their presence for so long before he desired a retreat. Unlike them and so many others, Momo was somebody Katsuki knew he wouldn't object to socialising with for extended periods. At least she wouldn't prattle on about useless, unimportant topics he didn't care about.
Kastuki nodded in appreciation. Her respect for his boundaries really did mean a lot to him.
"I'm not saying you won't ever be allowed to be with me" elaborated Katsuki. "I mean, if you ever just wanna, y'know, compare work or spar together then just come find me and I'm sure we can come to some kind of agreement." He hesitated, trying to find the appropriate words to to avoid sounding unreasonable. "But…if I say I wanna be alone, that means I wanna be alone. I can't promise that I'll always be able to make time for you."
There'd been a time when Katsuki had been one of, if not, the most anti-social student in their class, actively avoiding any and all social interaction. Momo was so delighted that he'd finally been able to integrate himself into the class and establish connections with some of his peers, their bond being one she cherished dearly. Momo had always believed he never truly disliked his class; he'd just always struggled expressing himself and finding confidence to involve himself due to fear of judgement. Is this was the case, she empathised with his concerns. She'd often times feared if she truly belonged or deserved to be involved with her classmates. Of course, his reclusive behaviour had never been any of her business, and she'd always respected his privacy before, and that wasn't about to change given the new circumstances.
"I understand completely." Momo brought a hand to her chest. "I have no intentions on encroaching upon your personal space. I will respect your privacy and boundaries. Can I…trust that you'll respect mine, as well?"
"You don't really think that I won't, do you? Are you afraid I'm gonna harass you or something?"
"I know you would do anything of the sort" she corrected herself, apologetically. "It's just… Like you, I value my personal time as well." She traced a hand through her hair. "Sometimes I prefer to be by myself, too."
Even for somebody as studious and organised as her, managing a balance between studying and socialising was admittedly quite difficult for Momo. She always aspired to allocate the appropriate amount of time for each. This wasn't even taking into consideration her other responsibilities like the many duties to be fulfilled as the vice-class president as well as several out-of-school activities. Her schedules were always quite busy, so she made sure to cherish any opportunity for some free-time to relax and unwind. She very much hoped some of this time could be spent with him, but even she desired a moment or two on occasion to just enjoy her own company.
Being quite an active young adult himself, Katsuki knew all too well about how difficult and stressful it can be to balance so many different responsibilities and commitments. He had no intentions of interfering with her much needed free-time.
"But otherwise, you're company is always welcome. If you ever wish to collaborate on a project together or just…want to talk, just give my door a knock and I'll be sure to welcome you inside."
Katsuki reciprocated her sentiments. He scratched his cheeks in attempt to dispel the heat emanating form them. "The same goes for you, I guess. You know where and how to find me if you ever, y'know, wanna do something together…or just wanna hang-out."
"Thank you" whispered Momo appreciatively. She would absolutely accept his offer to socialise and communicate more frequently.
Katsuki extended his finger threateningly. "Just know that this doesn't mean that you come banging on my door at, like, three in the f*cking morning or something. When I'm trying to sleep I don't wanna be disturbed by anybody, and that includes you. Don't you start acting like Thunder-F*ck and Raccoon Eyes and wake me up in the middle of the f*cking night for help on an assignment."
His request evoked a gentle laugh from Momo. Katsuki had recounted stories of Kaminari and Ashido disturbing him in the very early morning for assistance on outstanding homework, with the resulting training exercise later in the day usually becoming the avenue where Katsuki exacts his frustration upon them. In spite of his hostility, he'd always comply (albeit begrudgingly) and assist them. Momo found it so impressive and endearing that in spite of his intolerance and impatience, he was still willing to assist his classmates.
"I can assure you I will not. Should I ever require assistance, I'll be sure to approach you at a more suitable time of the day. Though you should know, I won't be disappointed if you ever decided to contact me for assistance in the late hours of the night. I'm always willing to help any of my peers regardless of the time."
"Yeah, I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you. If I were to ask you or anybody else for help, that's how you know I'm truly f*cking desperate and out of options."
Although a little disappointed to hear that he didn't feel terribly compelled, Momo reminded herself that he always aspired to do everything independently, without input from others. Momo could empathise with that attitude. She too oftentimes felt uncomfortable and embarrassed relying on the help of others.
"Well, the offer is always available should you reconsider" she added, sheepishly.
Apart from her intelligence and encyclopaedic knowledge, it was no wonder she was the student the class consulted the most frequently for support. They'd collaborated before on occasion – sessions of studying he hadn't regrated - and considering they were to be spending more time with one another from now on, Katsuki saw no harm in possibly working on an assignment or two together.
"…I suppose I could give it some thought" he answered, rubbing his thigh uncomfortably. "N-not because I'll ever need your help or anything…but 'cause you invited me, alright? Nothing more. Understand? Don't go thinking that I'm inept or something just 'cause we're working together."
His agitated, flustered demeanour made Momo giggle once more, provoking a groan of irritation from him. "I look forward to working spending more time with you."
Momo eagerly anticipated the next opportunity for them to compare or collaborate again, and so did Katsuki.
"And would you look at that?" Momo brought her hands together excitedly. "We've already discovered something for us to share together without even really trying."
Katsuki saw no reason for them to celebrate. Collaborating together on work could hardly be considered a new activity considering they'd already able to.
"Yeah, one" he mused unenthusiastically, "not exactly something we should applaud ourselves for."
"I know our selection of engagements might seem limited right now, but with enough exploration and experimentation, who know – maybe we'll discover something we enjoy doing together that we never originally considered?"
"…You really think?" Asked Katsuki curiously. He very much doubted any of their personal interests would entertain or captivate the other.
"I do. I would be more than delighted to accompany you for some of your favourite pastimes, I you would allow me to. And should you ever express interest in participating in some of mine, know that you're always welcome to."
At face value, there didn't appear to be many activities and practices for them to enjoy together on account of their differing personalities and interests. But these factors wouldn't discourage Momo at all. On the contrary, their vastly unique catalogue of pastimes and hobbies genuinely excited her. Some might have viewed his favourites as uninviting, but to Momo, each one of them was another opportunity for them to strengthen their bond. If he would permit it, she would eagerly accept any invitation to accompany him for anything.
Momo didn't strike him as the kind of person that would enjoy some of his more adventurous interests, but if she was willing to try, she was welcome to participate. Possibly scaling an impressive mountain or performing an intense marathon together were admittedly very stimulating thoughts. Her interests didn't appear particularly exciting – he wasn't sure there was anything involving a weekly book-club session that could excite him even remotely- but he wasn't opposed to, at the very least, attempting them. Katsuki was always eager to explore outside of his comfort zone with unfamiliar exploits in the hopes of increasing his ever-growing repertoire of skills, and her hobbies could prove to be such opportunities. That, and apart of him was really eager to observe her in her element. She was always radiating with passion and energy when engaged with school-work or physical training. He could only imagine how she might appear when indulging in her interests.
"I must confess" began Momo, laughing nervously, "I do hope there will come a time when we each feel comfortable about...possibly enjoying a meal together at a nice restaurant…or introducing each other to our families, because those experiences, as well as many others, are some that I would really like for us to share. But like you've said, we still don't know each other very well, which is why I would very much prefer for us to take our time before we consider other possible ventures. The opportunity to become better acquainted with you first is one I don't want to waste so carelessly. For the time being, I would like for us to just…enjoy each other's company. I would really like for us to take this slowly. We'll pace ourselves, and take it one step at a time."
A warmth that was becoming all too familiar to him enveloped Katsuki as he clutched the neck of his shirt tightly. "I'd…really prefer that, too. I don't want us to rush into anything either of us might not feel comfortable with just yet. I'd rather we just learn a little bit more about each other first before we think about doing anything else."
"I feel exactly the same" whispered Momo.
Both Katsuki and Momo had become quite adept in their adolescence when it came to maintaining stress under pressure. But even for two outstanding students, who wouldn't otherwise experience difficulty when it came to accepting a challenging task, the realm of relationships and the many responsibilities and commitments involved was incredibly overwhelming for both of them. In spite of their intrigue and eagerness, as aspiring heroes they each knew that proceeding without proper consideration was incredibly irresponsible. It wasn't just their own feelings and wellbeings they had to consider but somebody else's, too. They weren't even on a first-name basis yet. There will still so much for them to learn about one another and their connection before they could embark on dates or meet each other's families. This is why it had been so relieving and inspiring to discover they each wished to progress at a pace they both felt comfortable with.
"And…what about the others?"
Momo turned to Katsuki, immediately noticing the return of his furrowed eyebrows, a signal that something was concerning him. "Who?"
"The class. What about them?"
"What about them? How are they involved?"
"Are you gonna…" began Katsuki before stopping abruptly to clear his throat. "Do you intend to share this with everybody – the fact that we're gonna start hanging-out with each other?"
"It hadn't occurred to me to…" confessed Momo.
They wouldn't be the first students to reveal they'd decided to become a couple and they probably wouldn't be the last, predicted Momo, tallying the remaining number students who weren't currently in relationships. Another announcement wouldn't be unbelievable. Was this really the source of his concern? It was probably a fear of embarrassment that was getting to him, and if that was the case, she could totally understand. It wouldn't have to be a grand unveiling of their union; just a polite and informative announcement, possibly over a meal or during another class study session. Momo was getting anxious just thinking about how the class might react.
To ease his discomfort, she offered a smile. "Why? Shouldn't they be informed? They're our classmates. Don't you think they deserve to know that we're together now?"
But rather than achieve her desired effect of relieving him of distress, Momo watched fearfully as the persistent scowl on his face only intensified as he rubbed arm anxiously.
"…Would you rather they didn't?"
A deep exhale through the nose was released. "…Yes."
It had been truly pretentious of her to assume he was concerned about something as trivial as potential embarrassment. Momo should've known intimately well by now that he wouldn't be in such an agitated state unless it was something of crucial importance.
"What is it that gives you pause, if you don't me asking?" If they discussed it together, they could come to some kind of agreement or compromise.
How Katsuki wished this wasn't something worth his concern and attention, but he couldn't deny that the prospect of their classmates discovering that they were romantically interested in one another provoked great reluctance and disconcert for him. It was pathetic, really, and something he didn't imagine she'd been impressed to hear about.
"I just know they're gonna say something" grumbled Katsuki, placing his chin his palm as his elbow rested on his knee. "They're gonna be climbing down our throats about this, and I really don't wanna have to deal with their sh*t."
"I thought you didn't concern yourself about the opinions of others…"
"I don't" he retorted defensively. "I don't give a f*ck what this lot thinks about me. It's how they'll confront you about this that makes me…"
His tone and body language suggested otherwise. Momo predicted that they're union could provoke confusion and speculation from some of their classmates, but nothing hostile or antagonistic. Nothing they should concern themselves about. The worst they could possibly receive was some harmless teasing from their friends, but that wouldn't be unexpected given the circumstances.
"What makes you so certain they'll object?"
"They will. Don't act like they won't. Don't even try to think that your friends won't lose their sh*t when they discover you want to hook up with somebody like me..."
"Somebody like you? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Tch. Use your imagination" he whispered before returning his gaze to the floor.
For somebody so intelligent, it unfortunately took Momo a lot longer to understand what he was insinuating. And when she did, she felt like such an insensitive, inconsiderate fool for not being able to realise it sooner. Given their differing personalities, dispositions and reputations, it was completely understandable why their peers could be resistant to the idea, and not just because of their apparent incompatibility and lack of chemistry.
Momo was completely aware that Katsuki wasn't exactly a favoured student on and off campus. An announcement that they'd shared a kiss was one thing, but Momo dreaded to imagine how some might react if they were informed she was consciously agreeing to be in a relationship with him. He would surely become the subject of scrutiny and accusation, and be questioned for his motive and if he was attempting to hurt or take advantage of her. She didn't wish to subject him to thank kind of mistreatment at all.
He had every right to be cautious. But he also deserved to know that no amount of potential judgement or questioning from their peers was going to influence her.
Returning her hand to his thigh, Momo didn't begin until she and Katsuki had achieved eye contact. She wanted to be sure that he understood that she was speaking directly from her heart. "The feedback of my classmates is very important to me, but at no point will they ever speak for me. They don't make choices on my behalf. Exploring our connection is my decision and there is nothing any of them can say that could discourage me from pursuing what I believe in."
The reveal that some of his classmates had gotten together had never affected Katsuki before. Raccoon Eyes and Birdbrain hooking up hadn't made him or the rest of the class if he recalled bat an eye, and he'd allegedly been the first to know that Kirishima and Frog-Face had secretly become a couple when Kirishima confided in him about his insecurities. He was concerned that their new relationship would affect everybody's opinions of them, which is why they hadn't made it public yet. Katsuki couldn't speak on behalf of the class, but he didn't care if they were together or not. Just because they'd become an item did not influence how he saw either of them. As if he cared about which of his classmates were infatuated with each other.
Maybe he was overreacting to a degree. Still, he couldn't help but feel she wasn't being completely mindful of the harsh judgement she could recieve if the class was informed she'd decided to pursue a relationship with somebody like him. Her willingness was appreciated, but it still wasn't enough of a reason for him to consent.
"It's for this very reason I don't want them to know. They're gonna flip out. I can guarantee that. I don't give a sh*t what they say about me. But I really don't want you have to put up with any of it, though…"
The discovery that he was once again prioritising her feelings over his own made Momo feel ever so special. He really was a thoughtful person. But in that moment, she was far more concerned about his safety and wellbeing.
"Would you rather we keep this just between us?"
"You can't honesty tell you don't think they'll overreact when they hear about this and immediately assume the worst?"
Momo sighed deeply, acknowledging the concern with a thoughtful nod of her head. "I can understand how this could very well provoke concern from them, and I apologise that I never thought to consider how they might react. I empathise with you now, actually. The prospect of sharing this does disconcert me."
Considering he would most definitely receive all sorts of unwelcome attention and scrutiny given his nature, maybe making their relationship public knowledge wasn't very safe.
"They don't have to know if you really don't want them to. We'll keep this private. We don't have to share this with anybody."
"I'm not saying we don't ever tell them" explained Katsuki, trying to reach a possible compromise. "Most of them are probably bound to figure it out for themselves. But as it stands right now, I'd really prefer if we didn't."
Momo didn't need to hear anything more. If he didn't feel ready yet than neither did she.
"I would like to share this with them eventually" confessed Momo. "We're a community, our class. A family, almost. Nobody should feel reluctant to share anything with anybody. Nobody should feel threatened about potential judgement or criticism. But perhaps it'd be best if we didn't inform them just yet."
"…Are you sure you're alright with this? I don't wanna make you agree to something just 'cause of me."
"And I don't want you to endure something you don't completely consent to. We'll tell them" she whispered, caressing his thigh gently in affirmation, "but only when you're truly ready."
She was being far too forgiving on him, he believed, but Katsuki was still grateful for her understanding. Employing some of her initiative when it came to physical displays of support and appreciation, Katsuki placed his hand over hers.
"No" he corrected. "When we're both ready."
A thrill raced down Momo's spine upon feeling his warm hand envelop hers. But it didn't quite compare to the joy she experienced upon hearing him declare that they should only proceed when they both feel absolutely comfortable.
"…Would it be alright with you if we applied this attitude to every one of our decisions? You know, refrain from doing any important until we're both ready…'cause I'd really prefer that…"
Katsuki very much hoped he wasn't being unreasonable or demanding. He really didn't wish to pressure into making accommodations for his pathetic insecurities.
But his concerns were put to rest upon feeling her delicate fingers gently warp around his hand, accompanied by another of her captivating smiles.
"I'd really appreciate that, too…" she whispered.
Katsuki was soon alerted to an unexpected sound: the return of her soft giggling.
"What's so funny this time?" He asked accusingly. Had his confession really been that amusing? He'd only been proposing what was best for the both of them.
Still recovering with a smile on her face, Momo raised a hand apologetically. "I'm sorry. I'm not laughing at you. I promise. It's… I-I never anticipated there would be so much negotiation involved. I'm not even entirely sure most partners engage in such discussions. I would hope most couples wouldn't need to."
It wasn't all that amusing, acknowledged Momo, but they'd dedicated so much time on a subject that hadn't really needed required such an intense and elaborate discussion. They'd been analysing their connection as if it was a class project or physical exercise, and Momo couldn't help but find their behaviour a little humorous. And upon reflection, Katsuki came to realise how overzealous they might've been, and understood why'd she derived amusement from their predicament. They really had been over-exaggerating the urgency and importance of some factors, in hindsight. Maybe they weren't so different, after all. Their compulsion to overanalyse the minutest detail was definitely a quality the shared.
They had been a little obsessive about the subject, thought Momo, but she did not regret any of it all nor did she believe their lengthy discussion hadn't been important or necessary.
"But I'm really grateful for your commitment and understanding" continued Momo. "I truly appreciate the time we've shared to properly establish these personal guidelines between us, so thank you so much for your patience." She smiled apologetically. "I'm really sorry if I'm ultimately making this so much more complicated than it really should be. I just want to make sure we're taking everything into consideration before we proceed any further. This really is uncharted territory for me, so I apologise if at any point I've sounded misinformed."
It took a little longer than expected for her words to register with Katsuki. "Wait… Are you saying you've never been out with somebody before?"
Momo winced with embarrassment. She'd been committed to omitting that important detail to avoid possibly tainting his image of her. Still, it would've only been a matter of time before he uncovered the truth.
"No, I haven't" she whispered. "The very concept of relationships is totally foreign to me."
"Are you being serious?"
"I am…"
"Really? You're not lying?"
Momo tensed, concerned as to why'd become so passionate about this. "…Is this really so unbelievable?"
Katsuki scoffed in disbelief. "Uh, yes it f*cking is. I thought somebody like you would've been in dozens by now, at least. You should be fighting guys off with a stick."
He'd painted a pretty unflattering illustration of her, as if she was a tart with a long history involving multiple gentlemen. But Momo knew he hadn't been insinuating anything inappropriate nor could she fault him for his curiosity and scepticism. She imagined it must've been quite a surprise for him to hear that he was to be her first.
"That's…very sweet of you to say. But it's the truth. I've…yet to experience what it's like to be in a relationship before" she confessed shamefully.
Katsuki couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't begin to fathom somebody as talented and gifted as her never having a boyfriend before. She had to have been exaggerating.
"So you've never had a guy ask you out?"
Upon watching her avert her eyes from him, Katsuki immediately realised he was touching upon an incredibly sensitive subject, and cursed himself for his aggressively investigative interrogation. He hadn't meant to offend her. "Why not?" He asked in a more gentle and cautious tone. "Guys should be lining up outside your door, begging on their knees for a chance to be with you…."
A half-hearted laugh escaped Momo's lips. "…You exaggerate my worth."
Although it really shouldn't have been a point of concern because pursuing a relationship hadn't ever really been a goal of hers, the fact that no male (apart from Mineta for obvious reasons) had ever expressed romantic interest in her was quite disheartening.
"I'm not oblivious to my apparent undesirability. If I had to guess what it is that discourages people, I'd say it's most likely my background. A family with a profile and reputation as prestigious as mine could make me appear…unapproachable. How I wish this wasn't the case. I've never wanted anybody to believe that I'm superior or inherently better because of my family's name. I've always wanted to be held to the same standard as everybody else. Unfortunately, it would seem even after so many years, I'm still judged on account of my surname rather than my actual merit as a person. It also doesn't help that I've never been terribly adept at socialising and expressing myself." She closed her eyes despondently. "I've lived a very sheltered life. I've been so on my education that I've never really had time to form connections with people my age…much less romantic ones."
Katsuki hadn't thought expected to identify with her plight, but the inability to properly emote and express and the difficulty to maintain positive and healthy relationships was something that resonated with him quite profoundly. She might've thought otherwise, but Katsuki did not believe that she was less of a person because of a lack of romantic experience.
"I guess we aren't as different as we originally though. That's something we have in common."
Momo turned to him curiously. "What do you mean?"
Katsuki shrugged unceremoniously. "I've never been in one of these things before, either."
"Now that I find hard to believe. Surely somebody with your innumerable talents has been the object of many a young woman's affection."
Katsuki scoffed. Evidently she hadn't been paying attention to him for the past year that they'd known each other. "Well, that shows how much you know about me. Girls have never exactly been known to throw themselves at me. You can imagine why…"
Although it pained her to admit, there were qualities that Katsuki possessed concerning his attitude and the way he conducted himself that even she didn't approve of. She knew it wasn't her or anybody's place to dictate him on how to behave, but she really did wish he wasn't always so impolite and confrontational. But while some might've interpreted his attitude and behaviour others as hurtful and unhelpful (and some of them could be), Momo knew deep down he was incredibly loyal to those he valued, and his comments and observations were just his way of expressing his concern. Katsuki was nothing if not honest, and one of the most sincere people she'd ever known. It's how she knew everything being said to her was the truth. It's how she knew her feelings for him weren't misguided.
"That's only because they examine you at face value. They don't know the real you. They don't see the person that I do."
Katsuki stared at her intently, trying to make sense of her ambiguous statement. "And who's that? What kind of person do you see in me?"
A blissful smile crept across her lips. "I see an incredibly thoughtful and caring young man in possession of so many remarkable qualities."
He'd been called many things in his life, but those were most definitely words he'd never been described as. "I reckon you might've mistaken me for somebody else. I really don't think I'm the guy that you think I am."
Momo could understand why he wasn't convinced, and it was for this reason and others that she desperately wished to inform him about how she truly felt.
"You are. You might question my description of you, but I'm not exaggerating. I'm being completely honest. This is how I feel about you. You're somebody I'm ever so privileged to be able to call one of my contemporaries, and now my partner. You're…somebody I really wish I was more like."
"The f*ck? Why the hell would you wanna be like me? You're already the top student in the class. Nobody else matches up to you when it comes to grades; not even me. What could you possibly hope to learn from somebody like me?"
She'd declared on occasion just how much of an inspiration Katsuki Bakugo was to her as a student and aspiring hero, and just like him, she'd been met with the same intense confusion and bewilderment from her classmates, vehemently denouncing there was anything informative or constructive she could learn from somebody of his nature. And once again, Momo wasn't surprised that they didn't understand. It wasn't about grades or athleticism but something more personal.
"You've become one of the most reliable sources for motivation and inspiration. You don't realise it, but you inspire me in ways you might not think possible." Her heart pounded fiercely when she began to gaze into his dark, red eyes. "Even now as I look at you, I can see the very same passion and valour that never ceases to amaze me. Your eyes… They're mesmerising."
Katsuki stared at her, unfased and unimpressed. "That was the gayest thing I've ever heard."
In hindsight, she might've been a little too affectionate, and his characteristically blunt, unsympathetic response was enough to produce a soft giggle from her.
"Admittedly, your crude witticisms can also be quite amusing sometimes, too."
Katsuki scrunched up his face in confusion. "So let me get this straight… Let's see if I understand everything… You think I'm an unintentional comedian with pretty little eyes. Is that it? Anything else embarrassing you wanna admit about me?"
Instinctively, she should've known he wouldn't have appreciated being described like that, and so Momo elected to deliver a proper and more elaborate explanation of what it was she admired about him; not just because he deserved to know but because she genuinely wanted to tell him.
"Those aren't the real qualities I admire about you. What I respect and admire the most about is that… when I look at you, I see the student and the hero I want to model myself after. You are everything I can only aspire to be. You aren't burdened by doubt or hesitation, because if there is even a one percent chance something you desire seems attainable, you pursue it, and never allow any potential obstacles in your path to discourage. Unlike so many you don't allow the potential threat of failure to affect you whatsoever. You always fight for what you believe in, and regardless of the adversity, you always try to succeed, exceeding beyond your limits to do so."
Momo brought her hands over her heart. "Your ambition… Your passion… Your drive to perform your very best in every single thing you do… it's honestly breathtaking. I-I adore you." She closed her eyes dispiritedly. "You're everything that I'll never be."
Society had used to shower him with endless acclaim and kiss the Earth he walked upon, but ever since arriving at U.A and experiencing what it was like to really struggle, underperform and fail for the very first times in his life, Katsuki had begun to wonder if all the praise and acclaim was truly earned or deserved; if the feedback he still received was warranted. He didn't know what to believe what was said about him anymore, whether people were speaking truthfully or just spouting empty, vapid platitudes. But Momo Yaoyorozu wasn't like that. She wasn't somebody who delivered half-hearted or baseless feedback, so to be actually described as an inspiration to somebody with such a profile and reputation like her evoked emotions in him he never thought he possessed.
"You don't mean that…"
Momo placed a hand on his shoulder after witnessing his reluctance and scepticism. "I do. I think you're amazing."
Katsuki released himself from her touch forcefully. He refused to accept that somebody as gifted as her could ever find him inspirational. He wasn't somebody she should be modelling herself after at all.
"Judging yourself next to me is an unfair comparison. We're two totally different people when it comes to how we do things."
"I know I shouldn't compare myself to you, but I can't help it. It's become a habit of mine I haven't been able to escape from. I can only dream to be even a fraction as ambitious and motivated as you. I feel so…obsolete and inferior by comparison. With the exception of our grades, you eclipse me in every other department. How could I even think to measure up to you?"
Katsuki exhaled impatiently. "You're overthinking this. You shouldn't be judging yourself so critically just because I perform better in some areas. You shouldn't think that about yourself in comparison to anybody, and certainly not your classmates. Just because we might have some skills that you don't doesn't immediately make you inferior to any of us. You've got skills and talents that none of us have."
"No, I don't. I'm not adventurous or sociable or talented like you and anybody else in the class. I'm…dull…and uninteresting. There's nothing remarkable about me…"
"You really don't think there's anything special about you?"
Momo shook her head despondently. "What is there to say about me?" She scoffed. "Nothing, apart from that I'm a condescending, patronising exhibitionist…"
Momo was coming to understand why she'd never been able to connect with so many of her classmates throughout her school career. Repeatedly talking about her family's legacy and the luxuries she'd been supplied with on account of their wealth was incredibly arrogant and conceited of her. Why couldn't she realise that she was placing herself upon a pedestal and boasting about her family's achievements? It was no wonder why students like Katsuki had taken an immediate disliking to her at first.
What he actually saw in her was a true mystery to Momo. She didn't possess Ochaco's tenacity or Tsuyu's athleticism. In terms of personality traits, Mina was the most similar to him when it came to her energy, passion and spontaneity, and Kyoka had her beat in when it came to similar interests like music and film. Heck, Toru was completely invisible and their ability to connect and communicate with others almost effortlessly eclipsed every one of her talents. Momo had often found herself watching the two interact during class, wishing she had that luxury, too. Granted, they were mostly one-sided conversations with Katsuki ignoring Toru's attempts to socialise, but it was still a bigger presence in his life than she was. Why on Earth was he settling for her when there were so many other young women infinitely more deserving of his attention on campus alone?
Katsuki stared at her in shock and irritation, unimpressed with her pessimism and lack of self-confidence. Was she really so oblivious to her many talents and feats, and the impact that she has on so many people's lives, including his?
"I don't think you're any of those things" retorted Katsuki irritably, having grown intolerant of her completely inaccurate and unforgiving self-condemnation. "I think you're seriously up there as one of the most f*cking incredible people I've ever encountered. You might not think it, but there's a sh*t-ton of f*cking things about you!"
Having become determined to put an end to her verbal tirade, Katsuki hadn't realised he'd embarked on one himself, so consumed by his emotions that he'd unintentionally given her insight into how he really felt.
If it wasn't the conviction he'd displayed that made Momo's heart beat with excitement it was most definitely his description of her and the implications involved. Momo acknowledged it was incredibly selfish and intrusive of her, but she eagerly wished to know more.
"Like what?" She asked politely, hoping he'd consider elaborating upon his statements.
"W-well, I mean" he began unsurely, fidgeting uncomfortably in his seat, "it can't be said that you aren't a genius and a natural-born leader, both on and off the battlefield. I wonder how many of the simulated battles and exercises would've been successful if not for your strategising and coordination. And then there's the millions of f*cking things you're capable of. You can tutor, cook, play music and so much more. I'm not sure there's anything you can't do." He shook his head. "But it's none of those things, really. I…admire you 'cause you're a f*cking hard-worker, y'know? You didn't get this far in life because of luck or hand-me-outs; you got here 'cause you actually get sh*t done. You put in the time and it payed off. You don't dick around and waste yours or anybody else's time. You actually study, concentrate and work hard, and it f*cking shows. I mean, you're the best student in the class, after all. You weren't just awarded that title, either. You earned it."
Katsuki stared at her intently. "You say you wanna be like me? You don't reckon you got spirit? You don't think you have what it takes to fight for something you want? You wanna know something? You're dead f*cking wrong. You probably don't think you do, but I can see it. It doesn't matter what you come across, you always face it with everything you've got. You give it one-hundred and ten percent every single time. You set your eyes on the goal and you just f*cking go for it, y'know, no matter what's in front of you. And, yeah, I know, you might not succeed every time and you might not think you performed very well, but that's never f*cking stopped you from trying again. You haven't become overconfident or complacent, is what I'm saying. You recognise that there's always room for improvement, even when others might not think there's anything left for you to learn." He nodded thoughtfully. "You're always pushing yourself to be better. And that's something I really respect. You're the top student, and you know what – you f*cking deserve that title. As much as I wish it was me, you're far more deserving."
Momo's face burned intensely as her breath became caught in his throat. Granted, she'd always been prone to becoming quite flustered and anxious when being delivered praise or positive feedback, but this was something else entirely. Never before had she ever received such an elaborate and detailed piece of acclaim, and she didn't know how to comprehend it at all. What she did know was that she never anticipated hearing Katsuki of all people deliver something like that. Not even her own friends and family had something so passionate and beautiful.
"Do you really mean all that?" Whispered Momo, nibbling her thumbnail anxiously. "Truly?"
"Does it sound like I'm lying?" Retorted Katsuki, disappointed to hear that she'd suspect him of being dishonest.
Her grades and respect for etiquette were typically the aspects of her she was praised for her; certainly not her apparent willpower and spirit, something she didn't think she'd possessed. It felt ever so encouraging and inspiring to hear that somebody could recognise these thought-to-be foreign and non-existent qualities in her. It made her feel even more special that Katsuki Bakugo – one of her greatest sources of inspiration – had been the one to highlight them.
"I…" she began breathlessly before falling silent again. No words could properly capture how she felt. "Thank you" she whispered through trembling lips. "Nobody has ever said anything like this about me before."
Witnessing the restoration of her joy and delight had effectively been a reward of sorts for the harrowing and challenging experience that had been expressing his honest feelings. But a reward it was. As childish as it sounded to him, Katsuki was coming to cherish her smile and radiating light more and more, as well as every opportunity to commend her.
"Just remember" began Katsuki, narrowing his eyes in mock intimidation, "it'll be the last thing you ever hear from anybody ever again if you think to share this with anyone."
Recognising the ruse, Momo brought a hand to her chest. "I will take this with me to my grave" she declared jokingly.
It was Katsuki's turn to snort in amusement.
"I never thought somebody could actually value you me so highly" confessed Momo, still reeling and trying to properly take into account all the wonderful things he'd said.
Neither could Katsuki. He still couldn't believe everything she'd said about him. "Yeah, well…" he stammered, rubbing his arm uncomfortably. "You should know that you haven't escaped my notice."
Momo soon found herself covering her mouth with her hand. She wasn't entirely sure her emotional composure would last for very long before the overwhelming joy and euphoria completely overwhelmed her. "I discover something entirely new about you to admire every single day" she proclaimed eagerly. He deserved to know that he'd become an object of awe and astonishment to her, too.
Katsuki raised an eyebrow as one of his confident smirks returned. "Is that right? What about today, then? What was new that you discovered about me today? It was that new special attack I've been practicing, yeah? It was pretty f*cking sick, wasn't it?"
After such a long absence, the return of his characteristic bravado was a truly welcome sight.
"I was going to answer with the kindness and compassion you've shown to me this evening…"
Katsuki's smirk disappeared. He was a little disappointed to hear she hadn't been fascinated by the new move he'd been rehearsing in privacy for some time now.
"But yes" continued Momo with a small, impish smile, "that display earlier was very impressive, I must say."
Shaking his head, Katsuki sighed with irritation. It would seem that Momo Yaoyorozu had become another addition to the increasing list of people who weren't shy about teasing him.
Without a word needed to be exchanged between one another, their hands became interlocked once again very shortly after, almost instinctively. No less than an hour earlier they'd experienced intense difficulty communicating with one another, and now they were seemingly able to not only talk but hold each other's hands without interference from doubt or fear. Mutual trust and respect were the foundations that strong and healthy relationships were built upon, and Momo was ever so delighted that they'd been able to achieve an understanding for one another. Momo decided to experiment with a new kind of physical embrace to express her appreciation; one she'd always yearned to perform with a boy.
Her perpetual, longing gaze was starting to concern Katsuki, curious if there was something on his face she was fixated on. Then without warning, the young woman wriggled closer and rested her head against him. The assault from new and exciting sensations like her scent and body heat made Katsuki's body stiffen in response. It had been an unexpected display of affection, but he did not even think to make an attempt to release himself from it. He studied her, noticing that her eyes were closed in contentment. And that was exactly how he felt: content. Realising there was no reason for him to be so agitated, Katsuki lowered his defences and softened his posture, which seemingly prompted Momo to open her eyes. Katsuki averted his gaze immediately, muttering vulgarities to himself beneath his breath. Momo soon began to nuzzle her head affectionately against him, as if to offer him comfort and support. It only served to make the butterflies in Katsuki's stomach all that more restless and excited.
He really did know how to pick them, as his father would probably jokingly say if they were present. Maybe he and his old man weren't so different after all. Maybe he too suffered with an inability to function when in the presence of confident, beautiful women.