Bakugou stares at Izuku as the boy is starting to turn completely red.

'T-that's not what I meant to say!' he stammers as he pulls back.

Bakugou is at a loss for words. His heart is racing as the smaller teen is trying to pull himself together.

'I.. I came to say I'm sorry.' Izuku is fumbling with his hands as he has his eyes cast downwards, not wanting to look at Bakugou. 'I know I did a lot of wrong things and I know I can't make all of them right, like, ever. But.. I guess.. I just wanted you to give me a chance..,' he murmurs.

Bakugou can feel his heart pounding in his chest as the boy speaks. He isn't exactly comprehending what Izuku means.

Izuku's eyes flicker up to Bakugou's, who is still staring with his mouth wide open at the small teen. 'Can you forgive me?'

Bakugou shakes his head to clear his mind as he pushes himself to his feet. He sits down on his bed and crosses his legs, not taking his eyes off of Izuku.

'For what?' Bakugou says, his voice monotone as he's trying not to be overwhelmed by his emotions.

Izuku's face flushes even redder. He casts his eyes down again as he starts to mumble a stream of apologies. 'For hurting Uraraka, for kidnapping you, for torturing you, for using my Quirk on you and not realizing that I was using it on myself the entire time, forcing you to join me and do what I wanted to and forcing you to love me…'

'What?' Bakugou says in surprise.

Izuku looks up, panic flaring in his eyes as he starts to wave his hands around. Eventually he folds his arms around his face to hide his embarrassment.

'I never told you that..,' he mutters, voice muffled as he's talking into his own limbs.

'You made me love you?' Bakugou retorts as he gets up from the bed and paces over to the teen.

Izuku drops his arms to his side as he slowly nods.

'You're not using your Quirk now, are you?' Bakugou asks, feeling weary.

Izuku looks up in surprise. 'Whu.. no, why?'

Now it's Bakugou's turn for his face to turn red. He turns away.

'Nothing.'

He sits back down on his bed as he looks at the boy taking deep breaths to calm himself.

'Have anything more to say?'

Izuku looks at him again. He nods fervently, the embarrassment instantly disappearing.

'Yeah, I do!'

Izuku gets to his feet and plunges down next to Bakugou, pulling his legs up to his knees and hugging them to his chest.

'I thought.. maybe you wanted to know why I'm here.'

Bakugou huffs and looks away. 'Isn't that obvious? You want to become a hero.'

'Yeah! Isn't that exciting?'

Out of the corner of his eye Bakugou can see the boy bouncing in excitement. Bakugou can't help but smile a little at the sight.

'I thought they'd never let me, considering everything I've done, but they were very understanding of my situation. I was very surprised.'

'Why didn't you ever come to see me?' Bakugou growls, his eyes down at his hands.

Izuku looks up at him, surprised. Out of all the questions the bigger teen could've asked him, he didn't expect that one.

'T-they told me you d-didn't want to see me…,' Izuku whispers.

Bakugou looks up in shock. Who the fuck told lies like that?

'That's fucking bullshit!' Bakugou fumes.

Izuku looks up at Bakugou, eyes wide open, scared of the suddenly angry teen in front of him.

Bakugou grits his teeth as sparks are emerging from his palms.

'Kacchan, what's wrong?' Izuku says as he slowly reaches out.

Bakugou fiercely grabs the boys hand and pushes it back down on the bed.

'I never said anything like that!'

Why would anyone ever tell such lies to Izuku? The teen's already fragile enough as it is!

Izuku smiles at him and it tones Bakugou's anger down. 'I know that. That's why I came here.'

Bakugou stares at him. 'Then why were you holding back?'

Izuku looks away.

'Cause I still have done a lot of things that you shouldn't forgive me for.'

Bakugou sighs deeply. He's right. Izuku has done a lot of things Bakugou should not forgive him for. He isn't sure he will never forgive him, though.

Bakugou takes a deep breath as he finally lets go of Izuku's hand and leans back against a pile of pillows on the end of his bed.

'Tell me what happened to you,' Bakugou orders Izuku.

'Ah, right! The boy says as he excitedly starts talking. 'After you helped me realize that I've been using my Quirk all along they've put me on severe psychological treatments. I had a talk with a shrink every single day. Honestly it was exhausting,' he says as he chuckles. 'After they determined I'm not actually crazy but just affected by my own Quirk they started asking what I wanted to do.'

'Become a hero,' Bakugou adds.

'Exactly!' Izuku praises him. 'I didn't think they'd let me. Even if I'm not crazy, I still had done some pretty horrible things, but after talking with Aizawa for hours on end, they decided they'd let me try. I'm here on probation though,' he continues as he slides the sweatpants on his left leg up, revealing a tracker. 'I'm not allowed to leave campus and can only use my Quirk for training purposes. I'm getting extra classes on combat so I can catch up with you.'

Bakugou smirks. 'That's still a long way to go.'

Izuku flushes red again. 'I m-meant with the c-class..,' he stammers.

Izuku takes a deep breath. 'Anyway, they wanted to give me a chance to become what I've always wanted to. They say my Quirk has potential. They have given me Quirk counselling so I know how to properly use and not use it on myself anymore or overdo it.'

Bakugou looks at Izuku. Even though he'd never admit it, he's quite proud of how far the boy has gotten in such a short time.

'And!' Izuku says excitedly, catching Bakugou's attention again. 'I.. I wanted to say that.. this is how I really am.'

Bakugou raises an eyebrow at him.

'L-like this. Happy.. bouncy.. kind.. What you saw of me back there, that wasn't me. I just w-wanted you to understand that…'

'So what you said of wanting to get hurt by me?'

Izuku blushes yet again. 'I'm sorry for making you do such things. I don't want that.'

Bakugou creeps forward and puts his hand on Izuku's chin, lifting it up to make their eyes meet.

'And what you said about loving me?' Bakugou teases.

Izuku tries to pull away to hide his face, but Bakugou won't let him.

'It blurted out,' Izuku says, averting his gaze.

'Did you mean it?'

Izuku's eyes flicker back to Bakugou's. The boy squeezes his eyes shut and then nods once.

'And you're not using your Quirk right now?'

Izuku looks at him questioningly. 'No.'

Bakugou leans forward, surprising the smaller teen as their lips are being pressed together. They both feel desperate for each other's touch, leaning into the kiss, longing for more as Bakugou pulls back.

Izuku is completely flustered, unable to say anything.

'If you're not using your Quirk, then what I feel must be real,' Bakugou admits, leaving the boy even more dumbfounded.

'Izuku.'

Izuku meets Bakugou's eyes which are glistening red. His expression is serious, and Izuku knows that every word that's coming out of the blonde's mouth is true.

'I forgive you.'

Izuku starts tearing up at the words. He didn't expect it to be so easy. He was ready to fight for it, to have their friendship back like they used to have before he actively started using his Quirk back in grade school. Izuku shakes his head. He can't accept this so easily.

'I don't deserve it,' he sobs softly.

Bakugou leans forward, wrapping his arms around Izuku's small body and pulling the boy close to him.

'Then work for it,' Bakugou says, hot breath tingling Izuku's ear. Izuku nods.

'Katsuki.'

Bakugou looks at the boy who is still sniffling against his shirt.

'I love you,' he mutters.

Bakugou lays his chin on the green curls of Izuku's head.

'I love you too.'

Next week last chapter! If you have any questions about this fanfic that you don't understand, don't be afraid to ask, it can be a bit confusing and overwhelming ^_^